Chapter 231: Why Does the Suspended Thread Technique Hang in the Heaven Returning Pill?

"This guy... I've seen it somewhere, right?" Long Qi pinched his chin, asking as he leaned in close to the Nine-Colored Deer to examine it carefully, trying his best to recall, but no matter what, he could not remember where he had seen it; he only felt it was extremely familiar.

Banxia also had a sense of having seen it before, but for the moment, she could not say where exactly she had encountered it, so she could only respond while, like Long Qi, circling the Nine-Colored Deer in deep thought.

And so, the two of them, Long Qi and Banxia, kept circling the Nine-Colored Deer, examining it in detail, occasionally discussing it with each other, and then staring at the Nine-Colored Deer again, seemingly wanting to discern something from it; it looked extremely comical.

Yet the subject of their attention, the Nine-Colored Deer, seemed unusually calm, merely blinking its large, watery eyes and lying there quietly, looking incomparably noble, completely unaffected by the two of them.

As for Xin Yi and Liu Xia, they were surrounded by a group of spirit beasts.

Liu Xia was fine, after all, he had long been familiar with those little spirit beasts, and he was naturally good-natured, always wearing a smile, so it looked quite harmonious.

But Xin Yi's side was somewhat incongruous.

Xin Yi usually kept a cold face and rarely showed any change in expression when encountering things; it would be no surprise if he were called a cold-faced Rakshasa. Yet for some reason, those spirit beasts were very fond of him, chattering as they crowded around him to ask this and that.

And Xin Yi did not seem to mind; although he remained expressionless, he answered every question the little spirit beasts asked, and even for the very small spirit beasts, he took extreme care, fearing they might be trampled.

"They are quite a good group of friends."

Lingxiang was looking at them and smiling, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart, when Yaoji suddenly spoke up from the side, her face also full of warmth.

Yes, the experiences along this journey seemed to have made Lingxiang see many things clearly. Whether it was Long Qi, Xin Yi, or Zhao Wuyang, she had harbored guilt toward them at the beginning, and even had distrust toward Xin Yi, but now they had become friends who had shared life-and-death experiences.

Aside from her senior brothers from the Yuanqing Sect, this was the first time, yet this feeling seemed different from the feelings she had for her senior brothers.

In the past, she always felt that a human life was but a short ten thousand days, gone in the blink of an eye, so why form attachments to others? In the end, it would only leave sorrow for both oneself and others.

Because of this, although she could be considered half an old hand in Chenjian, she had always lived life with a smile, never relying on anyone, and never having intimate interactions.

But now, everything seemed different.

She could no longer be as she was in the past, having no scruples because she had nothing to rely on; on the contrary, she now had worries, and people she wanted to keep by her side even if she felt powerless.

She never wanted them to fall into a desperate situation because of her again.

"Yes!" Lingxiang sighed with a smile, "Fortunately, I have them; even if there are some things I seek but cannot obtain, I have no regrets in this life."

Fairy Yaoji, however, shook her head: "As a mortal, you should not easily say words like 'no regrets in this life' again."

Lingxiang was very puzzled: "What do you mean by that?"

"Whether it be gods or immortals, in the vast sea of longevity, there are still attachments, let alone humans? Heaven does not grant long years, and human life is shallow; though youth passes easily, the river flows on endlessly. To speak of 'no regrets' at every turn, would that not mean life has lost all its flavor?"

"Contentment is the key to lasting happiness!" Lingxiang sighed, thinking of her previous encounters.

If she had not been obsessed with her own Residual Spirit Root, the group would not have encountered these dangers that nearly cost them their lives.

Fairy Yaoji shook her head slightly again: "When people speak of contentment, it is nothing more than being on the verge of death. If one were born content, how would one suffer the pain of Reincarnation? Being human, greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, aversion, and desire are unavoidable, and there is no need to mind them; they are just ordinary things."

"In that case, does the Fairy also have things she seeks?" Lingxiang did not understand; since Fairy Yaoji had already attained the Dao, how could she say such things, and what could she possibly seek?

But Yaoji did not answer her, only turning to say: "You and Tumi are truly alike."

Lingxiang knew that for Fairy Yaoji to say this, she must have known her mother, but why did she have to bring up her mother at this moment?

Just as Lingxiang was puzzled, she heard Fairy Yaoji speak again: "Your mother spent her whole life seeking a way to save the world, yet she did not realize that the so-called saving of the world was nothing but empty talk."

Lingxiang had heard her senior brothers mention this, which was why her mother traveled the human world and ventured into Yunmeng. But she was only looking for a way to repair her Spirit Root; how was she like her mother?

Lingxiang did not consider herself to have the heart to help the world, nor did she have her mother's concern for all living things.

Furthermore, where did this "empty talk" come from?

"Your Spirit Root is unclear, and you can only practice the Five Elements methods, yet you only specialize in the Water Art; even the Ice Array and Sword Array are merely methods of touching the water, nothing more than self-preservation, with no power to harm others."

Water Profound Art, without Communication with Heaven cultivation, is mostly unable to harm others; those who practice know this. Therefore, very few people practice it, and even those with Five Elements Water Spirit Roots only use it as a stepping stone to improve their cultivation.

But how did Fairy Yaoji know about these things?

"You were following me?" Lingxiang blurted out, but suddenly felt it was too rude and hurriedly stood up to apologize.

Fairy Yaoji did not seem to mind and just waved her hand.

In fact, what Lingxiang did not know was that from the moment their group set foot in Yunmeng, Fairy Yaoji had known.

First, she saved Liu Xia, then instructed the demons of Yunmeng to find a way to lure Banxia into the cave dwelling; even the E-beast was sent out by her.

And she had been observing from the shadows; she wanted to understand Lingxiang.

Just as she expected, Lingxiang was like Tumi, kind and resilient.

"What Tumi practiced were all methods of saving people; she never once unleashed techniques to harm others."

Hearing this, Lingxiang was suddenly stunned.

She did not know why Fairy Yaoji was so certain; if it were as she said, what was it that her mother unleashed against the King of the Demon Race back then?

Was it not the Curse of Nightmare?

But Hanyang had seen it with his own eyes!

"What the eyes see and the ears hear may not be the truth." Fairy Yaoji did not explain further, saying only this, and then said nothing more, leaving Lingxiang in a daze.

May not be the truth—then what is the truth?

Lingxiang fell into deep thought; she kept recalling, but no matter what, she could not figure out what the so-called truth was.

Wait, the old Mountain God of Fengwu Mountain once said that the Heaven Returning Pill Formula came from the hands of Fairy Yaoji, then...

Lingxiang looked up at Yaoji, and Yaoji seemed to know what Lingxiang was going to ask; before she could speak, she said on her own: "I never said that was a formula for bringing the dead back to life. There is no such miraculous medicine in the world; back then, it was merely Tumi's wishful thinking."

How could that be!?

Although she was still young at the time, she vaguely remembered that her mother had indeed used herself as a sacrifice to unleash the Curse of Nightmare, and after a period of Chaos, she had come back to life.

No, if one looked at it this way, how could her mother have died?

"The Suspended Thread Returning to Heaven can never return; the fool's dream is all in vain."

Lingxiang's eyes trembled suddenly, and in a moment, she was sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

She finally understood what the Suspended Thread Technique written by her mother on that pill formula meant!

No wonder she was clearly a person with a Residual Spirit Root and had not practiced diligently, yet she was able to leap to the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of seven; it was because her mother had passed her cultivation to her!

If one lacks cultivation, one cannot consume a Huitian Pill, and the effect of a Huitian Pill is merely to draw life into the body!

That is a method of exchanging life for life! Mother exchanged her own life for hers!

Mother deceived everyone!