Chapter 673: The Hero

Beside the Forgotten River tributary, Seeing Qing Chi knelt down weakly.

She lowered her head, emitting endless sorrowful weeping, showing unprecedented weakness.

The youth of the past, that ignorant and green, secret joy and reliance like a budding flower, were like sand paintings rolled away by the wind, dissipating bit by bit.

The life-and-death dependence that was once engraved in the heart, the vows that transcended life and death, the emotional shock of living and dying together that was branded into the soul, were all like flames being extinguished, leaving only cold emptiness.

These were all the past between her and her lover, the understanding and experience of love, all were abandoned by Seeing Qing Chi.

She had to do this, only by doing this could she save her lover.

"I want to save you, even if the price... is that I forget you, that I no longer love you!"

Yellow dust gradually appeared on Luo Si's body.

"Can't suppress it anymore?" His expression changed slightly.

He had fought with the Earth Fiend Turbid Filth God for so long, and actually paid a extremely heavy price. All along, the injury he had been trying his best to suppress finally broke out.

And this time, he was powerless, and could only let the injury develop, turning him into an earthen statue.

But his mind was not on himself, but on Unlike Ning Zhuo.

"Impossible!"

"General Qing has already sacrificed so much, taking the initiative to take out so many memories as bait."

"Why, why can't she fish the Young Master up?!"

Luo Si felt extremely puzzled.

This was a huge misunderstanding!

Unlike Ning Zhuo played Jiao Ma, not his original appearance, which made Luo Si misunderstand. Seeing Qing Chi had been misidentifying him all along.

How could she fish up Unlike Ning Zhuo with the memories and feelings for Jiao Ma?

"Damn it, time has dragged on for so long. If this continues, even if the Young Master is saved ashore, he will lose all his memories and become a blank newborn."

Thinking of this, Luo Si shouted: "Young Master! Why not actively discard memories, lighten your burden, and let General Qing pull you ashore!"

Cultivators' divine sense falling into the tributary would be washed away and drowned, but the sound would not.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was immersed in the river water, his ears moved slightly, and he vaguely heard Luo Si's shout.

"Let me actively forget?"

"No, no..."

"There is nothing that can be forgotten. If I forget these, am I still me?"

The Forgotten River water wanted to wash away his memories and emotions, while the My Buddha Heart Demon Seal was suppressing his soul, resisting the great power of the Forgotten River tributary.

Memories and emotions were stimulated, emerging one after another, never more vivid.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was unwilling.

"In Fire Persimmon Mountain, the plan to seize the Fire Persimmon Immortal Palace had only been carried out for a small half."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was resentful.

"The enemy who caused my father and mother's death has not been found yet, I still have a great revenge to avenge!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo was afraid.

"If I forget the memories of being with my mother, how can my mother be resurrected? In this world, she only has me left."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was reluctant.

He thought of Sun Lingtong, the countless times he fought side by side with his boss.

He thought of Linghu Jiu, the friendship blooming in the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley.

He thought of Mu Lan, his nominal wife. He still had rewards for his merits in the Two Note Kingdom that he hadn't received.

He thought of the crusade in the Thousand Peak Forest, that Iron Flow Pingchuan, how magnificent it was.

He thought of wearing the Cang Iron Han Armor, galloping like the wind in the high sky with Sun Lingtong, competing with the Golden Eagle, how refreshing and exciting it was.

He thought of Zhu Zhu Xuanji, Ning Jiufan, Lin Lin Shanshan, the Five Elements God Lord, Liu Guanzhang, and the Qing-Jiao Army.

When he thought of Seeing Qing Chi, finally, the most obscure emotion in the deepest part of his heart became surging, no longer covered, and revealed.

Unlike Ning Zhuo... felt ashamed!

"I am not the real Jiao Ma, this is just a coincidence, or perhaps the push of the Yang world's Heavenly Fate."

"Seeing Qing Chi... I shouldn't have deceived her. But I never found a suitable opportunity to confess to her!"

"And, Mother..."

Meng Meng Yaoyin.

When Unlike Ning Zhuo saw the paper giant statue at the South City Gate of White Paper Xiancheng, it was his mother's appearance. When he heard the praise for Meng Meng Yaoyin from the City Lord of White Paper Xiancheng, Wen Ruanyu, and others, and heard the benevolent deeds his mother had done, Unlike Ning Zhuo felt—shame.

"I am my mother's child, but I am not like her, doing good deeds and performing benevolent acts. Even after leaving White Paper Xiancheng for many years, there are still people singing her praises, and even building statues for her."

"However..."

"However, I am just a thief, a little thief."

What kind of existence was his mother to him?

It was countless gentle touches, gentle encouragement, heartfelt expectations, last-minute hopes, and even if she became a mechanism, she tried her best to protect him until her spirituality dimmed.

"I want to save my mother, even if her soul does not exist in the world."

"I want to pursue the traces she left in the world."

"I want to understand her, understand her more."

"What kind of person was my mother?"

When Unlike Ning Zhuo came to White Paper Xiancheng, he got the first answer to this question.

Meng Meng Yaoyin was that paper giant statue standing high, a monument of White Paper Xiancheng. Without her help, White Paper Xiancheng might have collapsed long ago, and the unity of the Ghost Clan and the Human Clan was her teaching achievement.

And in order to completely eradicate the crisis of White Paper Xiancheng, she cooperated with the Grey Bone Elder, excavated the power of the Xuan Su Scholar, and laid out plans for decades to welcome the variable of the Yang world, the true savior.

"Without a doubt, my mother is a hero!"

"The hero's son, but a thief? Would he be a little thief?"

The expectant gazes of Li Leifeng and Zhu Zhu Xuanji reappeared before his eyes.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was no longer the enduring teenager before.

In the orchard at the foot of Fire Persimmon Mountain, absorbing magma and geothermal heat, the fire persimmons grew silently, waiting for the self-detonation the moment they ripened and fell.

Unlike Ning Zhuo had walked out of the Fire Persimmon Mountain in his heart.

He was no longer that fire persimmon that endured for several years, only seeking a moment of martyrdom.

He came to the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, bore criticism, suspicion, and appreciation under the gaze of the public, and finally became a divine seed of the Five Elements.

He participated in the war of the Two Note Kingdom, the military's capacity made the seed grow, sweeping away narrowness, filled with majesty and courage.

He came to the Yin Tide Black Swamp, looked up at his mother's giant statue, and gladly accepted the arrangements of his mother and the Yang world's Heavenly Fate.

He wanted to pursue his mother's shadow, from the deepest impulse of a child's heart, to imitate his parents' behavior.

"The hero's son should no longer be a little thief!" He was ashamed, and the plan to become a savior was presented before him at this moment.

Like a ray of sunshine, shining on the seed buried underground at the most appropriate time.

This is an opportunity.

It is a gift of fate, also his mother's arrangement, and also the path for Unlike Ning Zhuo to solve his shame, and the redemption for him to be able to walk upright and bathe in the sunshine from now on!

He had already walked out of that Fire Persimmon Mountain!

He had the realm of the Five Elements, the majestic courage, the yearning for light, the pity for misery, and the remembrance of the virtuous.

Like a seed sprouting, poking out the most tender bud, pursuing the sunshine.

Thus, such a Unlike Ning Zhuo jumped into the vortex, unswervingly!

He debated with the traitor, racked his brains to make the most correct choice possible. A slight mistake could be a different situation.

He experienced the danger of life and death, twists and turns, tried his best, and sought the smallest opportunity in the cracks.

He finally climbed the altar and got the Heavenly Ghost skull!

He was swallowed by the Forgotten River tributary and fell into a desperate situation.

The Lord of the Forgotten River!

Is he so easy to deal with?

He is a Lord of a Prefecture, a Transformation Spirit level, the master of the Forgotten River Underworld, a ghost hero who has planned for a century for his path!

Even if he was calculated, attacked from all sides, unable to take care of everything, and suffered huge constraints, he still relied on his strategy, his combat power, and his will to persist until this final moment.

He squeezed himself to the limit, fighting until he was exhausted.

The Forgotten River Xiancheng, his old nest, was on fire, and the Earth Fiend Turbid Filth split was disintegrated...

Heavy losses.

But relying on his final layout, the Lord of the Forgotten River could still put Unlike Ning Zhuo to death!

Who else suffered heavy losses besides him?

Soundless Ghost Monk, Painted Skin Rakshasa, Ghost Fire Lord Yin Jiuzhu... and Luo Si, whose whole body was covered in yellow earth, was rapidly transforming into an earthen statue.

He was unable to move.

Seeing Qing Chi knelt on the ground, her hands tightly gripping the fishing rod, turning the memories and feelings about herself and Jiao Ma (Unlike Ning Zhuo) into bait.

Her heart seemed to be dripping blood, and she had to make the most cruel decision for herself.

"First give up memories, try my best to retain my feelings for Jiao Ma!"

"Even if... I completely forget Jiao Ma, I have this strong feeling to make me persist to the end and save him ashore!!"

Seeing Qing Chi's eyes were blurred with tears, looking at the sinking Unlike Ning Zhuo, calling out sorrowfully.

"Little Ma, Little Ma..."

"Come back quickly."

"Throw away those useless memories and feelings, even ours..."

"As long as you are alive, everything is fine. Even if you forget me."

The Lord of the Forgotten River, far away in the Forgotten River Xiancheng, saw everything.

He stared at Unlike Ning Zhuo in the tributary, and while mobilizing the Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors with all his might, new insights emerged in his eyes: "You are too persistent, little brat, and too shallow. You think the Yang world's Heavenly Fate arranged for you to come, just to deal with me?"

"No, it is also arranging you!"

"The Forgotten River is the river of washing sins. It uses my hand to soak you, wash your sins, and let you turn over a new leaf and obtain another kind of life."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was still trying his best to resist the washing of the Forgotten River.

"Seeing Qing Chi, Luo Si..."

He could hear Luo Si's shout and Seeing Qing Chi's weeping, but he stubbornly refused to relax even a bit.

Unlike Ning Zhuo had not truly refined the My Buddha Heart Demon Seal; he was only at the Foundation Establishment cultivation level and was far from qualified.

He could only support and borrow the power of the magic treasure with all his might, and could not do it with ease.

He was very worried that if he relaxed even a little, it would collapse from point to surface.

There was one more point...

"Does one have to forget the past to become a hero?"

"Not to mention whether forgetting it can represent washing away sins and having the qualification to start over..."

"Even if it were really so, I don't want to do this!"

Because even if I am a thief, that is still me.

That is my way of survival.

That is the road I came from.

I will never deny my past, even if it is humble, ugly, dark, and unbearable.

"My Buddha Heart Demon Seal, persist for me!" Unlike Ning Zhuo's will was firm, not wavering.

If it were the main Forgotten River, he would have taken other measures. But this was a tributary, having lost the Lord of the Forgotten River's presiding and replenishment, it was water without a source.

The Forgotten River tributary would also be consumed.

It had already suffered heavy losses to resist the ice coffin in its body. At this moment, it was also consuming itself against the power of the My Buddha Heart Demon Seal to wash Unlike Ning Zhuo.

"I would rather consume you until you are dry!" Unlike Ning Zhuo was high-spirited.

He wanted to be worthy of his mother, and didn't want to forget any memories related to Sun Lingtong.

And just at this moment, his sinking momentum stopped abruptly, and then he was pulled up by the fish hook, his whole body lifted up a small section.

"Hmm?!" In an instant, the Lord of the Forgotten River's expression changed drastically.

Luo Si was overjoyed: "Fishing technique, it finally worked!"

Seeing Qing Chi's face was no longer just pain and sorrow, but also added a touch of joy: "All sacrifices are worth it."

It turned out that the memories she paid had arrived recently.

The memories related to the defense battle of White Paper Xiancheng were experienced by her and Jiao Ma (Unlike Ning Zhuo) together.

These memories were effective for Unlike Ning Zhuo himself.

Seeing Qing Chi's joy dissipated, and a mist of confusion rippled in the depths of her eyes.

"Where... am I?"

"What am I doing?"

"Saving someone, why do I want to save him?"

Even if she lost all memories, the strong feelings she deliberately retained were full and intense.

Save him, must save him, even if I lose this life, I must save him!

Seeing Qing Chi raised her arm with force, slowly dragging Unlike Ning Zhuo up.

Forgotten River Xiancheng.

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"Don't think you can succeed!!!" The Lord of the Forgotten River roared. At this moment, his face was ferocious, extremely nervous, no longer having the ease of a Lord of a Prefecture.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was holding the Heavenly Ghost skull. If he were rescued because of this, the Lord of the Forgotten River's century-long plan would be completely destroyed.

The Lord of the Forgotten River would never sit by and watch this happen!

For a moment, he went all out to mobilize the Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors.

His bead strings had completely collapsed, but the ice coffin in the Forgotten River tributary had only a thin layer left.

The Lord of the Forgotten River's previous hard work had results.

The Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors in the ice coffin had long been restless, projecting power outside the ice coffin.

If the Lord of the Forgotten River's main body were here, he would definitely be able to easily recover this national heavy treasure and kill Unlike Ning Zhuo and other little thieves in one fell swoop!

But the Lord of the Forgotten River was now far away in the Forgotten River Xiancheng. Even the troops he dispatched to rush to the altar battlefield had not arrived yet.

He could only transmit his divine sense and magic power through the Heavenly Connection Array, remotely triggering the Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors.

The Heavenly Connection Array was very broken, but the core part was well preserved. The altar battlefield was the core, allowing the Lord of the Forgotten River's influence to be conveyed.

The Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors shook fiercely, emitting ghostly light on the scissors, topping the layer of ice coffin around it, and crashed into Unlike Ning Zhuo who was drowning in the tributary.

"Bad!" Luo Si exclaimed in his heart.

His whole body was covered in heavy earthen soil, leaving only his face with a little of his original appearance.

Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't see the Underworld Flood Dragon Scissors attacking.

He was back to the ice coffin.

In the Forgotten River, divine sense had no effect and could not leave the body at all. To be precise, it would be washed away immediately.

Unlike Ning Zhuo supported the My Buddha Heart Demon Seal with all his might and had no time to take care of anything else. Even if he controlled the Thread of Life, he was powerless to transmit even one or two words of information to Seeing Qing Chi.

At this moment, he became fish meat, waiting to be slaughtered. ===== CHAPTER 674 =====

Unlike Ning Zhuo was fully supporting the My Buddha Heart Demon Seal and had no time to attend to anything else; even if he manipulated the Life-Hanging Threads, he was powerless to transmit even a word or two of information to Seeing Qing Chi.

At this moment, he was reduced to fish meat, left to be slaughtered by others.