Forsaken Immortals

The worry within Xiao Bao's eyes was too clear, and although he tried to seem aloof, there were clearly many emotions swirling within his heart.

Since this was something that truly mattered to her first son, Bai Rouyun was not going to let him keep feeling torn, so instead, she walked towards the ice coffin on her own.

At first, when Xiao Bao had taken her to this strange part of the dimension, she had not felt anything special for the ice coffin, apart from some amazement when realizing how intricate the carvings were, and how beautiful the whole cave had been made.

However, with every step she took, she felt as if she could feel her heartbeat slow down, and experienced her entire body throbbing alongside the beating rhythm.

Inside the ice coffin was another heartbeat that seemed to sync with her own, and with every step she took, both her body and the heartbeat within the coffin seemed to tremble together.

At first, Bai Rouyun had gone to the Ice Coffin to stop the conflicted emotions that Xiao Bao was feeling. Although she did not know if she had any connection to the creator of the Primal Chaos Pagoda, she knew that Xiao Bao needed an answer.

Even if she was not this person, Xiao Bao had to face reality at some point. She did not feel that he would benefit from constantly overthinking her identity.

However, as she felt the heartbeat within the coffin, she was convinced that even if this was not her own soul fragment, then it, at least, had some sort of connection with her.

However, how likely was it that so many souls with random connections would have shattered like this and left soul fragments lying around? One coincidence was reasonable. Two were suspicious. And by now, Bai Rouyun felt somewhat certain that another piece of her soul was lying within this Ice Coffin.

Xiao Bao was standing in the same spot as when he arrived. His hands were no longer casually wrapped across his chest, but instead hanging by his sides and his fists were tightly clenched.

Suddenly, a cracking sound reverberated in the silent ice cave. The crack was not overwhelmingly loud, but due to the soundless cave, it was especially obvious.

At first, it was one crack, but soon, more and more cracking sounds appeared, and as Xiao Bao raised his head, his eyes, which were now full of hope and expectation but also fear and unease, were suddenly focused on the ice coffin in the center of the room.

Fine, hair-thin cracks had surfaced on the coffin. It resembled an icy lake that was about to collapse, but while the cracks were seemingly destroying the beautiful carvings, Xiao Bao was not at all bothered by the beautiful coffin being ruined.

Instead, his eyes were more and more focused and his hands clenched tighter and tighter.

The ice that this coffin was made from was not ordinary ice at all, but made from Quintessence Spirit Glacial Ice Core.

Not many of the spirit ice glaciers around the world had one of these cores, and those that did were often taken away due to their immense benefits for restoring soul injuries.

Most would use the Quintessence Spirit Glacial Ice Core to build a special kind of cultivation bed, where the cultivator would be able to rest while healing their soul for weaknesses and wounds.

However, Xiao Bao had used this treasure to build a coffin that could surround the piece of soul that his creator had left behind.

Although it was impossible for this ice coffin to restore her soul to completion without the other fragments, the coffin would at least ensure that this piece would never dissipate, and thus bring her the chance to be reborn.

However, the only reason for why this coffin would break was if the soul fragment from within was trying to get out. Although the Quintessence Spirit Glacial Ice Core was extremely useful, it was, after all, ice, and due to the perfection of the energy within, it was also extremely fragile. The riot of the soul fragment was enough to cause cracks to appear on the surface of the coffin.

Even so, no matter how much destruction the coffin suffered, and even if the remaining ice would become useless, Xiao Bao did not care in the least, as he finally saw hope in front of him.

During the time when his creator had been dead, he had felt helpless and lonely many times. He knew that he was not a human being, and thus many of his masters never really cared about his feelings.

While he did not hate them or even hold a grudge against them, as he felt their behavior was reasonable, he still longed for the warmth he had once felt.

This was why, when Bai Rouyun appeared, he genuinely dared not show too much fondness towards her. He felt an innate liking for this woman, but all the other masters had either treated him with disregard, or they had died quickly.

He could not help but fear that even this woman would leave him alone once more, and he would be hurt again, much like when his creator left him.

But now he understood why he liked her so much. Now he knew why she was so familiar, but still different.

He watched with wide open eyes as the coffin crumbled little by little, and the blue and white orb of energy that had been lying dormant within began pulsating with energy.

This ball of energy began floating into the air, where it began to spin, picking up little by little, until it had become so swift that you could not even see its movements.