Chapter 705: The Dark Torrent of Falling Rain (Part 2)

Chapter 705: Chapter 36: The Dark Torrent of Falling Rain (Part 2)

You Su suddenly turned back.

The lightning flashed again, casting a ghastly pale light on his face.

He watched the endless surge of the evil tide beneath the tree and fell into hesitation.

Should he go back now to save Ji Xueruo and keep her away from that bizarre giant serpent that should have died thousands of years ago?

Or should he charge outside the island without hesitation to end this mad trial quickly and save everyone’s lives?

He swung the Mo Song Sword all the way here, his arms growing increasingly numb, the Profound Qi in his spiritual platform continuously exhausted since the battle for Sanyuan Purple Gold began, and his body truly weary.

But he never considered retreating. He tirelessly advanced just to save the lives of those who trusted him, not to quickly establish his identity as the one who seized the treasure.

As if this was his responsibility, and he chose to accept it.

The goal he set from the beginning in Chuyun City was quite simple, just to protect the few people around him.

However, unconsciously, the situation developed beyond his expectations. He became the one-in-a-million Divine Son and also the True Lord of the source of evil spirits.

Even though he always thought his activities at the Exorcism Bureau were mere pretense, he could hardly deny that he really believed he would be the savior. It seemed as though salvation was an inescapable mission for him. Whether actively or passively, he seemed destined to face today’s situation—

To save those he cherished according to his original intention, or to follow destiny’s directive to become that great savior.

When he was an unknown Sword Cultivator in Chuyun City, he longed for a day to witness the pinnacle of the world. Yet, after truly stepping out, he missed his ignorant self in that small city. Perhaps it would be best if these eyes could never see again, at least then he wouldn’t face such difficult decisions.

So many hopeful eyes were on him, expecting and trusting him to bring forth the legacy and end this farce. But if he turned back now to save Ji Xueruo, he knew clearly that even he would struggle to get through the increasingly dense evil tide. He wasn’t afraid of evil spirits, but he was no tireless iron man.

What sort of gaze would people cast at him when he returned to Sanyuan Mountain, carrying everyone’s hopes? How would Ji Xueruo look at him?

You Su couldn’t figure it out; for the first time, he felt his heart as tired as his body.

But as time ticked away, he had to make a decision quickly.

As his anxiety and indecision peaked, he suddenly saw a slightly familiar face.

In the midst of the evil tide, someone stood still, silently watching him on the tree, while the expressionless evil marionettes flowed past his shoulders like waves split by a reef.

It was none other than the deceased Huang Xi.

But You Su also knew clearly that this wasn’t Huang Xi, because that simple Cultivator from the West Wilderness Continent wouldn’t have such an arrogant look in his eyes.

Even as he looked up, it made one feel as if he was looking down on him, as if the eyes looking at him weren’t from under the tree, but from the sky above.

“They are deeply mired in distress,” Huang Xi said with a smile.

You Su knew who “they” referred to.

You Su took a deep breath: “And her?”

“On the verge of death,” Huang Xi replied with the same smile.

Hearing these four words shook You Su’s heart, and standing on the tree trunk, he felt his footing unsteady, as if about to fall.

“Even the mightiest Divine Beast cannot live beyond five thousand years. The Qi Serpent was once Star Shining Immortal Ancestor’s most acknowledged demon, yet it was the Immortal Ancestor who personally sealed it here. The Snake Race’s ancestor wasn’t actually the Qi Serpent, but Star Shining Immortal Ancestor.

Because the Qi Serpent aspired to defy the heavens and collaborated with an external Celestial Demon to transform itself into the legendary dragon. The Star Shining Immortal Ancestor discovered its ambition and used its bloodline to forcibly create a tribe, intending to dilute the power in its bloodline.

Hence, the Snake Race never had any males from its inception, and their historical records of male descendants were erroneous information left by Star Shining Immortal Ancestor to cover up this illegitimate tribe. They have always relied on the Qi Serpent’s blood in the Snake Blood Pool to continue their lineage.

The Qi Serpent’s power gradually weakened as its bloodline spread, surviving until today only through Forbidden Techniques. The arrival of that small snake awakened it, and with the Immortal Ancestor’s passing, the seal on it began to loosen. The blood of that small snake is quite special; now it wants to reclaim its bloodline and restart its grand plan of transforming from a snake into a dragon.”

Huang Xi spoke slowly, his voice seeming to have a kind of magic, gently dissolving the extreme anxiety in You Su’s heart, making him unconsciously finish listening to what he said.

“Do you want to go back and save her?” Huang Xi’s smile remained unchanged, even growing wider.

Though You Su was incredibly anxious, he couldn’t move his legs as if this body didn’t belong to him.

“But even if you go back, you can’t save her, you cannot kill that serpent. So, I suggest you stop hesitating, continue outward to the island, save their lives, and also obtain the Celestial Awakening Spiritual Light that everyone dreams of.

The people will acknowledge you because of your heroic act, and you’ll be rewarded with fame and wealth. This will be the perfect start to the rest of your life. You’ll become the most prominent figure across the Five Continents, quickly growing to lead the Cultivators of the Five Continents to eradicate the Evil God, becoming a Saint comparable to the Five Immortal Ancestors.”

Huang Xi’s words were filled with temptation, his portrayal brief but seemingly allowing You Su to truly envision that perfect future.

You Su remained silent, the island’s storm so fierce that it subtly stung as it whipped against his face.