Chapter 539: The Bewildered Bi Xiuxin, Determined to Sever Her Past (3/7, Requesting Subscription)

The world of Tang Dynasty's Twin Dragons.

After enjoying a few days of happiness, Zhang Taixuan and Shi Qingxuan came to this world.

"Husband, do we need to prepare anything?" Shi Qingxuan was a very traditional ancient woman; within three days, her form of address had already changed.

Still, recalling the scene where her husband had asked her to change her address, she felt a touch of embarrassment.

"No need for such trouble," Zhang Taixuan smiled. "It's just saving a person—why prepare?"

As he spoke, a river of time and space appeared around them.

After a period of cultivation, this river of time and space had grown considerably—not a trickle anymore, but a small river, its power no longer comparable to before.

With a single reach, the next moment, a woman with a haggard appearance and timid expression was pulled out from empty space.

Though her face was pale, devoid of any blood, her extraordinary beauty still shone through.

"Qingxuan?" Seeing Shi Qingxuan, the woman's expression changed. "How did you suddenly grow so big?"

For Bi Xiuxin, the situation was simply too miraculous.

One moment ago, her daughter had been just a little girl; now she was fully grown.

This was simply unimaginable.

Had she not sensed not a trace of spiritual energy, she would have suspected she'd fallen victim to a mental art.

"Mother, you've finally come back to life." Hearing her mother's voice again, Shi Qingxuan's emotions surged, tears falling steadily as she rushed forward. "Qingxuan missed you so much."

"Come back to life?" Bi Xiuxin was speechless, coughing. "You little brat, I was barely clinging to life—you can't wish me dead!"

"Lady, Qingxuan didn't curse you," Zhang Taixuan smiled. "Look over there."

Bi Xiuxin snapped back to reality, glancing at the boy before her, whose appearance was unlike any mortal's, then followed his gaze to see a grand tomb not far off.

"Tomb of Bi Xiuxin—Established by Her Beloved Daughter, Shi Qingxuan!"

Bi Xiuxin froze, stunned in place.

She never imagined that not only had her daughter grown up in the blink of an eye, but her own tomb had already been erected.

And judging by the thick, wild grass growing atop the tomb, it had clearly stood for no short time.

"Have I really died?" Bi Xiuxin struggled to accept it.

Zhang Taixuan smiled. "Lady, let Qingxuan explain to you."

With a wave of his hand, he sent forth a beam of radiant energy.

Instantly, Bi Xiuxin's body improved at a visible rate.

Her pale complexion turned rosy, her dry hair regained its jet-black luster, and her once timid gaze grew firm.

Where mortals could not see, Bi Xiuxin's flickering soul-fire surged violently, blazing fiercely, with no sign of ever dimming.

"This…" Bi Xiuxin was dumbfounded.

She knew her own body better than anyone.

In her pursuit of the Immortal Seal Technique, she had exhausted her mental strength, nearly reaching the point of oil-dried lamp-extinguished.

She never expected that this boy, with a single wave of his hand, made her feel as if she had returned to youth, brimming with boundless vitality.

"To Husband, this is merely a minor art," Shi Qingxuan whispered softly. "Mother, you truly did die. About ten years ago, you perished from mental depletion while studying the Immortal Seal Technique. Afterward, I lived alone."

"Husband?"

"Really dead?"

Every word Shi Qingxuan spoke struck Bi Xiuxin like a bolt of Lei Ting, leaving her dazed and disoriented.

Only after Shi Qingxuan explained at length did Bi Xiuxin fully realize—she had indeed died once, then been rescued by her son-in-law, and now found herself in a world over a decade later.

"How much has changed—in the blink of an eye, my daughter has a husband."

Bi Xiuxin rose and walked to the tomb, gazing at the inscription on the stele, filled with deep emotion.

"By the way, where's your father?" Bi Xiuxin suddenly asked.

Shi Qingxuan sighed. "After you died, he left to become a monk. He rarely comes back now."

"Qingxuan, you've suffered so much these years," Bi Xiuxin sighed, heart aching.

Shi Qingxuan shook her head. "It's fine—it's all in the past. Mother, come live with me in Dalaotian. We won't return again. We don't need to care about Ci Hang Jing Zhai anymore."

Bi Xiuxin was startled. "Dalaotian?"

"Husband is the Creator who forged this world—Dalaotian is the highest of the Thirty-Three Immortal Realms," Shi Qingxuan's eyes sparkled with pride. "I once attended a banquet in Dalaotian and met many powerful beings from other worlds!"

"You attended such a banquet?" Bi Xiuxin was stunned. After a moment's thought, she sighed deeply. "Very well. Since I've died once, let all past ties vanish—I need not look back."

She had already given more than enough to Ci Hang Jing Zhai.

She had given far too much to Shi Zhixuan.

After death and rebirth, she felt utterly free, unwilling to have any further connection with her former life.

"The only one I owe now is Qingxuan!" Bi Xiuxin sighed inwardly. "I must make it up to her from now on."

As she thought this, the same boy—the son-in-law—returned.

"Lady, have you decided?" Zhang Taixuan asked.