Chapter 485: The Tenth Gap

Tushan.

Beneath the fate tree on the ancestral mountain.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao sat on the grass, watching the drifting fate petals.

In a haze, she saw an illusory scene.

That was the memory of fate left behind when Lin Chuan first came to the fate tree.

In her mind, memories also flowed, bearing many similarities to the memories the fate tree had manifested.

She had finally found the origin of that tearing sensation in her soul.

Because she had forgotten something very important, forgotten a very, very important person.

Fate had guided her to find this person, even though she had forgotten everything.

"Lin Chuan, you lied to me. How infuriating."

Thinking back now, she could be certain that Lin Chuan had already recovered his memories long ago, which was why he had accepted her when they first met at the Myriad Symbol Pavilion.

"And Sangyu, Yun Baobao, and the Sword Spirit girl are all by his side too."

"Perhaps they've all recovered by now."

"No wonder Lin Chuan was hesitant, wavering between us, unable to make a choice—this truly is an impossible choice."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao felt relieved.

With a past life of fighting shoulder to shoulder, crossing the Star River together, and sharing life-and-death bonds, she could accept all of this.

She just didn't know if Sangyu, Yun Baobao, and the Sword Spirit Girl's thoughts had changed.

What worried her even more was the Black Mist anomaly.

In the previous life, when the Black Mist descended, so many Ancient Gods, including the mighty Human Ancestor, could not contend with it.

In this life, the power of the Nine Immortals was at most equal to nine Ancient Gods, inferior to the Human Ancestor. If the stalemate dragged on, the outcome could be foreseen—it would surely be defeat.

Moreover, she knew more.

Besides the source of the Black Mist outside the Star Ring Realm, across the endless Starry Sky, there was another source approaching this side.

Once the two sources merged.

That would be the moment the Star Ring Realm fell and all living beings under heaven were annihilated.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao did not know how long this time would be; perhaps the Human Ancestor's delay had bought this world some time.

But the anomaly could happen in the next moment.

"Has Lin Chuan already gone to the Star Ring Realm?" Tu Shan Jiao Jiao sensed something. "Does he want to shoulder everything alone again?"

This time, no matter what, she would follow him through life and death.

"First, break through."

No matter how intense the emotions in her heart, how surging the longing, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao still maintained her rationality and did not rashly charge into the Star Ring Realm.

To truly stand by Lin Chuan's side, she must have corresponding strength.

Otherwise, she would only become a burden.

Right now, her strength was clearly still insufficient.

Even if she went there, she would be sent back. Lin Chuan understood her, and didn't she understand Lin Chuan just as well?

Tribe of the Spirits.

On a towering snow-covered mountain where the cold wind howled fiercely, Ye Xue stared at the vast expanse of white, motionless.

The heavy snow piled up, as if draping a white greatcoat over her.

That recurring dream, the days when she and Lin Chuan were married as husband and wife in the Mortal Dust—by now, she could no longer distinguish dream from reality.

It was as if all of that had truly happened.

She just wasn't quite willing to accept it.

But memories surged in her mind, telling her everything, and she had to accept it.

After sitting alone in the wind and snow for seven days and seven nights, Ye Xue rose and descended the mountain.

Since she had remembered, she still had to go find Lin Chuan and settle some matters.

Ye Xue remembered that in the previous life, a grave was buried in Lin Chuan's heart, which made her feel wronged, yet she stubbornly never spoke of it.

Until she left, she never saw the person buried in Lin Chuan's heart.

She had even said in a fit of pique that she wouldn't be with him in the next life.

In truth, she knew that what was meant to come would always come; there was no escaping it.

"I'm back, and I'm going to take back everything that belongs to me."

In fact, Ye Xue already knew who the person buried in Lin Chuan's heart was—in this life, she even had a close relationship with that person.

That person was Lü Ya.

As for who the other beauties were? Ye Xue had some guesses.

The result of the guesses didn't matter.

Anyway, she would ask everything clearly and make Lin Chuan give her an explanation.

Before that, she had to improve her strength first.

She knew how powerful Lin Chuan was; in this life, he had left her far behind, and perhaps it would be difficult for her to catch up.

But she still had to have strength herself.

Only then would she be qualified to speak with Lin Chuan.

Even between Dao Companions, feelings were not everything; many other factors were involved, and strength was undoubtedly the most important among them.

If her realm was insufficient, she couldn't even suppress the enchanting flowers by his side.

What are you still talking about taking everything back?

That day, Ye Xue rushed into the Dragon Clan, challenged all the middle generation of the Dragon Clan, and shocked the Spirit Clan.

……

Star Ring Realm.

After a period of rapid aid, the front lines of various battlefields were cleared; with Lin Chuan's help, the Black Mist battlefield's defenses were pushed forward a great distance.

This means that if trouble arises later, the reaction time left for all parties in the Star Ring Realm will be greatly extended.

With only one's own strength, completely changing the situation.

Now in the Star Ring Realm, cultivators on every battlefield know Lin Chuan's name and revere Lin Chuan's name.

The previously tense battlefields have now relaxed considerably.

The cultivators are able to catch their breath and gain a bit of leisure.

Lin Chuan sits on a high mountain, Lü Ya holding a sword, standing by her side.

After others endured the Black Mist war, they were all exhausted and weary, but Lü Ya is different, becoming ever more radiant and shining.

"Young master, this place is really fun."

Lü Ya's smile is full, her mood delightful, finally understanding why some cultivators are so obsessed with cultivation.

"Do you think it's too smooth?" Lin Chuan asked.

Lü Ya was startled, "Isn't smooth supposed to be the case? With you, young master, it should be a chaotic slaughter."

Saying that, she also brandished the sword in her hand.

"Young master is peerless; once he mounts, he suppresses all enemies in the world."

……

Lin Chuan presses his forehead, discussing strategy with Lü Ya?

That's like playing a lute to a cow.

He thinks it's too smooth; judging from Black Mist's performance, the current Black Mist no longer acts on instinct, having gained some sentient intelligence.

Facing this situation, Black Mist will certainly respond.

Lin Chuan also doesn't know what methods Black Mist might use, and he doesn't dare to go beyond the Star Ring Realm to clash directly with Black Mist.

Perhaps Black Mist is waiting for the moment he can no longer restrain himself.

Time flies.

Lin Chuan remains stationed within the Star Ring Realm until one day, the Nine Immortals send a message again.

"Daoist Friend Lin Chuan," the ethereal voice said gravely, "Can you come to the outside of the Star Ring Realm?"

"What happened?" Lin Chuan frowned, foreseeing trouble.

"The space we are stationed in has had its tenth spatial defect opened by Black Mist; someone must guard it."

Heaven and earth lack the power to create Immortals again.

Even though the Nine Immortals have been striving to manifest the tenth Immortal seat to confront the unknown crisis, they have never succeeded.

The situation they feared eventually occurred.

The tenth spatial defect opened, yet there is no tenth Immortal to guard it; that would allow shadow life comparable to the Immortal Realm to emerge from there.

The consequences are unimaginable.

Now the only one capable of guarding the new breach is Lin Chuan.