Chapter 441: The Unusual Lü Ya

The outstretched arm was slender and snow‑white, swaying aimlessly a few times.

Immediately, the Divine Cocoon began to tremble faintly, the tremor at first extremely slight, like a breeze stirring ripples across a lake.

Gradually, the tremor grew stronger, fine cracks appearing on the cocoon's surface, light streaming through the fissures, becoming ever more dazzling.

Lin Chuan kept watching every change of the Divine Cocoon.

Boom!

The cocoon shell burst apart violently, countless brilliant shards of light fluttering down like snowflakes.

When the light faded, his gaze returned and saw a girl standing quietly there.

She was naked, skin as white as snow, as if carved from the purest jade.

A head of jet‑black hair cascaded like a waterfall, exuding a mysterious sheen; her eyes were shut, long lashes trembling slightly, as if adjusting to this brand‑new world.

Lin Chuan made no rash move, continuing to watch her.

Moments later, the woman slowly opened her eyes. They were a pair of eyes as brilliant as stars, deep and mysterious.

But they were soon replaced by bewilderment and curiosity.

Her gaze fell on Lin Chuan.

"Master."

The woman gently parting her red lips spoke the Human Race language; having been nurtured within the Divine Cocoon for so long, she had naturally absorbed many things of this world.

"Lü Ya? Do you remember me?"

Lin Chuan asked tentatively.

"Lü Ya? Who is that?"

The woman, bewildered, asked, "Is that the name you, Master, gave me?"

"I suppose so; from now on you shall be called Lü Ya."

Lin Chuan had thought Lü Ya might retain past memories at birth; now it seemed he had overthought it.

Nevertheless, being born with a special status was already great.

"Yes, Master," Lü Ya replied.

"You needn't call me Master."

Lin Chuan, unaccustomed to the title, said, "Just call me young master or hall master."

"Very well, young master."

Lü Ya still seemed a bit restrained; her smile was unnatural, perhaps because this was her first time being human in this life.

"First, put on your clothes," Lin Chuan said helplessly.

"Mm."

Lü Ya lightly tapped, her slender fingers like fresh scallions, emitting an indescribable mysterious power.

The broken strands of the Divine Cocoon on the ground fluttered up, weaving into a green dress that settled on Lü Ya.

Tailor‑made, perfectly fitting.

Through interaction with Lin Chuan, her eyes gained spirit again, reverting to the bright‑spring girl Lü Ya.

"Now she looks much more pleasing to the eye," Lin Chuan thought.

"Young master, where is your sword?"

Lü Ya asked.

"Here."

Lin Chuan manifested the Sword of All Beings.

Lü Ya reached out again, turning the remaining Divine Cocoon strands into a faint glow, merging them into the Sword of All Beings.

At this moment, as the sword's master, Lin Chuan could clearly feel the Sword of All Beings' strength surging at an astonishing rate.

Its vitality was dense, exceeding the former by more than a hundredfold.

As Lü Ya performed the technique, the surrounding air seemed imbued with life, gently rippling.

Metamorphosis!

It truly has metamorphosed.

Compared with the Sword of All Beings' change, what delighted Lin Chuan most was Lü Ya's own transformation.

In past dream Reincarnations, even though Lü Ya possessed strange abilities, she regarded herself merely as a mortal.

Until now, Lü Ya voluntarily learned to wield technique Divine Power.

And she seemed far from ordinary.

Doesn't this also herald a brand‑new opportunity?

"Young master, let me carry this sword for you."

Lü Ya laughed, "The Sword of All Beings should see the daylight; if it's stored in a Space Ring, can it still be called the Sword of All Beings?"

"Fine."

Lin Chuan nodded.

That's… quite clever.

She even offers suggestions proactively.

Seeing Lü Ya's change, Lin Chuan felt very gratified; the girl still seemed a bit simple‑minded, but at least she wasn't as foolish as before.

……

Outside the Flying Boat.

Mo Sangyu no longer cared to cultivate; her intuition grew increasingly perilous.

After leaving the Tianlong Star Domain, she constantly felt several pairs of eyes watching from the distant void, yet she could not grasp them.

She believes her intuition is not wrong.

Surely someone has set their sights on Lin Chuan.

It is most likely for that unparalleled treasure taken from the dragon clan.

"Lin Chuan still hasn't emerged, and he looks completely unruffled; is this guy a bit overconfident?"

She knows Lin Chuan has a background.

But so what?

What if the attacker is also a super power, and not just one super power?

Can the force behind Lin Chuan arrive in time to rescue?

Probably difficult.

If Lin Chuan falls, will the force behind him become enraged, launch a war on his behalf, and spark a massive clash among super powers?

That's still difficult.

Human nature is such that the stronger the power, the more it must weigh pros and cons, and the more complex the factors become.

She thinks Lin Chuan is still too confident.

In Mo Sangyu's view, the more a situation becomes indecisive, the closer people's choices get to the demonic path.

Maximizing selfishness to the extreme.

"I should leave."

Logically, she should remain perfectly rational and depart now, which matches her way of acting.

Yet up to now, she has not felt any desire to leave at all.

Even knowing a deadlock is approaching.

"I shouldn't be like this."

Mo Sangyu hates this side of herself, becoming emotionally attached to someone and letting another person affect her decisions.

To put it nicely, it's affection.

But she has always called this behavior "stupid."

Now she has become that kind of person.

She can only console herself.

It is because she promised to stay in Myriad Symbol Pavilion to help Lin Chuan for three years that she does not leave.

It is because she does not want to lose to that so‑called Jiao Jiao girl that she stays.

Right! That's it!

I, Mo Sangyu, am not stupid, not some indecisive person; I remain that cold‑blooded, ruthless, selfish Title: Witch.

While Mo Sangyu's thoughts swirl, on the other side Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's inner activity is equally rich.

"Oh no, oh no."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao also sensed the probing and knows a crisis is imminent.

"Didn't I come here to hide?"

"Wasn't it to conceal my identity? To be carefree and free? Why can't I move my legs now?"

If Tu Shan Jiao Jiao faces a life‑or‑death crisis, they will definitely have to reveal their identity.

As a result, their parents would surely bring them back to Tushan.

Their plan would then fail.

"But if I leave right now, would that seem too heartless and ungrateful?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao doesn't want to leave.

Over these days together, she truly feels Lin Chuan is very different from others, never discriminating against her because of her "ugliness."

Even when compared with a peerless beauty, Lin Chuan shows no bias at all.

Such a quality is exceedingly rare.

She asks herself honestly, she herself can't achieve it; perhaps that's the person she wants to pursue?

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao is conflicted, with no answer in her heart.

Perhaps she doesn't need to keep searching for an answer.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao looks toward the space ahead, where a black arc spreads, and a terrifying crisis rushes toward her.

Her mood sinks.

What was destined to come has finally arrived.