Chapter 483 - 482: 'I’m Wusheng Daddy’s Daughter, You Know?'

Chapter 483: Chapter 482: “I’m Wusheng Daddy’s Daughter, You Know?”

Chapter 482: "I’m Wusheng Daddy’s Daughter, You Know?"

The mysterious voice felt as though a what-the-hell was about to burst straight out of its heart.

Ah—no, wait. A monk should not give rise to improper thoughts.

But it really was on the verge of losing its composure...

It had only just been about to finish delivering something along the lines of "you know nothing of true power," and in the very next instant its face was slapped hard.

Fine, that could be endured—but newly arrived female benefactor, why are you wriggling around like that? Do you have any idea what kind of situation this is? This is extremely serious, alright?!

Can you show a little respect for this poor monk who is both the mastermind behind the scenes and single for ten thousand years? Don’t I deserve some dignity?!

And yet, right at that moment, among the two tangled together, that certain benefactor surnamed Luo finally managed to struggle free from the "face-burial," awkwardly scratching his head as he looked around.

"Ahem—Master, please continue. Don’t mind what’s going on over here... ngh—Little Yuli, don’t bite randomly!"

Mysterious Voice: "..."

Continue? Continue explaining how this poor monk’s Dao of Time just got cracked?

It fell silent for a moment. Even it could not tell how, within the Colorless Realm it had unfolded, that girl—who clearly looked to be only at the Foundation Establishment realm—had appeared.

Granted, this was not its true body and its current state was somewhat special, but things that lay beyond its understanding were still exceedingly rare.

Take this newly arrived girl, for instance—it could sense her unusual nature... or rather, it had long known what made her different.

The bearer of the Sword Ancestor’s blade.

The inheritor of sword principles.

Favored by destiny, blessed with overwhelming fortune...

Yet no matter which of these it was, with her present level of strength she should not have been able to interfere with the Dao of Time it had unleashed.

Even the Sword Ancestor’s blade that could cut through anything still depended on its wielder.

To sever time itself would require at least one or two tenths of that Sword Ancestor’s power.

It needed to figure out what had actually happened.

Within the invisible, colorless transparent space, a point of Buddhist light suddenly flared, and a phantom river—as though cut in half—materialized out of thin air, beginning to flow backward toward that point.

Until an image surfaced within the waters.

It was precisely the instant when the Empress had drawn her sword and successfully pulled Luo Wusheng out. Just a few breaths later, it would have been the mysterious voice’s turn to activate its time-bending secret art and reverse victory and defeat.

Yet at that moment, from within the very Dao of Time it had personally released, something leaked out.

A tiny compass.

As though it had been hidden in the long river of time long ago—sent out by its own hand.

Immediately after, one of the needles on the compass shifted, transforming into a white-haired girl with a human face and a serpent’s body.

The reversed flow of time came to a halt in that instant, without anyone noticing.

"A spiritual essence of a Great Netherfiend... Zhu Long."

The mysterious voice seemed to understand something, and spoke in a low tone.

The Zhu Long Great Netherfiend.

When it opened its eyes, it was day; when it closed them, night—an unparalleled ancient demon beast that in primordial times wielded the passage of years through its innate divine ability.

After the ancient era passed, the Zhu Long vanished without a trace. As for who could still possess remnants of Zhu Long’s spiritual essence... it should only be the nine tails of the Nine-Tailed Fox Netherkin, each preserving a faint trace of Great Netherfiend essence.

’So that’s it. Using divination techniques in tandem with temporal transformations, the fact that this generation’s Netherqueen had already sent out the spiritual essence of Zhu Long was hidden... and with my current state, I was still insufficient to calculate such a matter...’

The mysterious voice truly grew a little grave.

The nine types of Great Netherfiend spiritual essence of the nine-tailed fox seemed as though they could only display their greatest power within the fox’s true body. In reality, however, the nine-tailed fox was unsuited to cultivating any of those essences, holding them actually made them far less threatening.

Otherwise, a Nine-Tailed Fox Netherkin at the peak of the Divine Transformation realm, wielding nine Great Netherfiend divine abilities, would long since have stood invincible beneath the heavens.

Yet that white-haired little girl in the image—who looked no more than ten years old—was already capable of using the Zhu Long transformation within techniques to influence the River of Time, hide objects within it, and, aided by the power of heavenly secrets, temporarily force the reversed flow of time into a concealed standstill, making countless alterations.

To accomplish something like that, there could only be...

"Guess who I am?"

"That’s right! Actually, I’m the daughter you and Wusheng Daddy will have in the future~ Aren’t I cute?"

Within the scene reflected by the river, the white-haired, half-serpent little girl said cheerfully.

Mysterious Voice: ???

Luo Wusheng, who had just sorted out what was going on, heard that voice and—seeing Little Yuli beside him suddenly lower her head shyly—felt his mouth twitch as black lines filled his forehead.

’A daughter my ass! If I really had a troublemaking daughter like you, I’d make sure she learned from childhood what "a father’s love is like a mountain" really means!’

He turned to glance at the scene—at the serpent-bodied limited-edition version of Yue Xuanji—and instantly felt as though he had aged several thousand, no, tens of thousands of years.

Goosebumps littered the ground.

At the same moment, Luo Wusheng’s body became even more insubstantial, as though it were overlapping with something else.

The river-scene also developed afterimages.

The white-haired, half-serpent girl in the picture remained unchanged, but the four women opposite her overlapped into a single figure.

The river itself seemed unable to withstand this kind of change and split into four tributaries.

What had moments ago looked like a one-to-many exchange instantly turned into four separate one-on-one conversations.

The white-haired girl spoke again.

"Don’t try to talk to me, this is only a message traveling upstream through time, and I can’t respond... and don’t be anxious about this attempt’s failure. My appearance is precisely to change that failed attempt."

"I bring a message from my Wusheng Daddy in the future, don’t chicken out. Charge straight in and beat him up!"

...

The scene was cut off again—this time by the same power of time.

There should have been more concrete operational instructions afterward, but the mysterious voice behind the scenes was, for the moment, unable to rewind any further.

Or rather, everything it could rewind was something deliberately shown to it.

At this point, the overlapping phenomena on Luo Wusheng’s body also manifested clearly.

A dark-gold scabbard floated into view on his left side.

A red cord, seemingly extending into the void, materialized around his wrist.

A sword-shaped pattern lit up on his chest.

Most bizarre of all, a fox tail suddenly sprouted from behind him.

The moment the fox tail appeared, Luo Wusheng’s aura changed drastically. Starlike crimson sparks flickered in his eyes, giving him an inexplicably demonic air.

If the Luo Wusheng from before—wrapped in thunder and flame—had looked like a God incarnate, then now he resembled an Immortal Emperor descending upon the world, the entire aesthetic turning wicked to the extreme.

Yet the first thing this version of Luo Wusheng had to face was the barrage of voices detonating inside his head in rapid succession.

First came the sword-shaped mark on his chest flashing.

"...That girl who appeared earlier had also intercepted me with a technique for a time when I was heading to the royal city. If she really is that same girl... then it would make sense. She said that in the future I’d become the Sect Master of the Sword Sect. The sword token she gave me back then was something I would personally hand to her in the future... She also said that because my name is Shuangxue, that’s why her hair is frost-white..."

’No, my foolish wife—that girl told my junior sister the same thing, except she said it was because my junior sister’s surname is Bai. Surnames and genetics aren’t related, alright? Otherwise would everyone surnamed Huang all have yellow hair?!’

Then the red string glowed:

"Hehe, don’t worry, Senior Brother. I won’t believe such nonsense... so, Senior Brother, did you hook up with a Netherkin? Was it a snake Netherkin?"

’No, my adorable junior sister—your senior brother is not about to become some heroic lover of reptiles.’

Next, the scabbard lifted slightly:

"After gaining dragon fortune, one transforms into a dragon... no, I said nothing."

’Yes, Your Majesty, please do stay calm.’

And finally, crimson light flared violently along the fox tail.

"...Does Young Master know where that old hag is right now? This one has already decided on her method of death... hehehehe~ so much for ’you stupid fox, are you even worthy.’ I just sensed that I could barely descend using the Heart-Fox Technique, and that woman pulls this stunt... If I don’t bite her to death this time, I won’t be the Netherqueen anymore!"

Killing intent boiled over.

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Cultivation Realm:

1, Qi Refining

2, Foundation Establishment

3, Golden Core

4, Nascent Soul

5, Divine Transformation (Formerly Known as Tribulation Crossing)

6, Tribulation Transcendence

7, Land Immortal

Note: Link to the character Illustration:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1lkIcPnCxeyuyZA4Kkb621dPC05UvWjhD