Chapter 664: Encounters are Destiny (13)

Crack!

The sound of the scab shell shattering was extremely faint, yet to Dong Yushu's ears, it was deafening!

In this quiet and desolate courtyard, it could even be called ear-piercing.

"..."

Dong Yushu held one hand to her chest, standing blankly in place, staring at the scab shell that had turned into dust; she truly had not expected the effect to be this powerful.

As a prominent newcomer to the Southern Border Divine Dynasty, Dong Yushu was a guest of honor whom all factions sought to win over, and because of this, she had seen all sorts of treasures, her discernment far exceeding her cultivation level.

This seemingly unremarkable Incense was actually comparable to the world's top-tier Great Medicine!

It is no exaggeration to say that its effect had reached the level of "bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh on bones."

In just an instant, it not only repaired the external wounds on her body but even cleared away all internal hidden injuries completely.

Furthermore, it provided her body with a massive amount of Dharma Power, as well as a continuous, surging vitality.

This endless vitality even gave her an illusion, as if she had never been injured at all, and everything that happened before was just a hallucination, making her want to lie down peacefully and have a good sleep.

Slap!

Dong Yushu backhanded herself hard across the face, slapping away the dangerous thought in her mind, and also slapping away the sleepiness.

Deep down, she naturally understood that all of this could not be a hallucination, and now, it was even more impossible to sleep soundly.

"..."

Although her injuries were fully healed and her strength had recovered by more than half, Dong Yushu was now worried instead, her heart hanging in the air.

Taking the incense ash from the great cauldron to heal her wounds had been an instinctive attempt, and she had not held much hope for it.

But who would have thought it would restore all her injuries directly? In this way, the Causality she owed this mysterious existence had become huge... No, that's not right!

Slap!

Dong Yushu slapped the other side of her face hard again, forcing herself to dismiss that thought.

Now was not the time to consider whether the Causality owed was large or small; when survival itself was a problem, the only thing to consider was how to stay alive—no, find a way to stay alive!

Beyond life and death, everything else is a trivial matter!

Now she should stop letting her imagination run wild, seriously consider the current situation, carefully sort things out, and look for a way to break the deadlock.

After realizing this, Dong Yushu simply sat cross-legged in front of the great cauldron and quickly adjusted her state of mind.

Although she was gifted, she had experienced many life-and-death crises along the way and was accustomed to challenging her limits without relying on the protection of elders, possessing some...

First, the fact that her strength had recovered was her greatest trump card; those three rat demons could never guess this, and their carelessness would be her opportunity.

Second, she had already experienced the mystery of this Daoist Temple; what seemed ordinary actually held secrets everywhere.

If she could make use of the terrain of the Daoist Temple, perhaps she could easily resolve them... but this could only be a wishful thought; she could not place all her hope on this.

"Now, I have gained some time." Dong Yushu pondered, calculating the time it would take for the three rat demons to catch up.

Although the rainy night had eliminated her scent, those three rat demon brothers were all at the Void Refining Realm, with keen senses and a talent for tracking; she would definitely be found, and on this point, she would not harbor any wishful thinking.

It was only a matter of time before the three rat demons arrived, and when they did, there would surely be a fierce battle to fight.

"And the odds of winning..."

Dong Yushu closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened them and sighed bitterly: "They are truly quite slim."

Although she could use a Secret Technique to not fear Void Refining Realm cultivators for a short time, or even force them back temporarily, that was not a long-term solution and did not count as her true strength.

Furthermore, she had lost many Dharma Artifacts while fleeing, and her natal Dharma Artifact was almost completely ruined; it was nourishing in her Consciousness Sea and could only be used one more time at a critical moment.

The pills for recovering Dharma Power were also exhausted, so she could not engage in a protracted battle.

Those three demons were brothers born of the same mother, with perfect tacit understanding, and were best at joint-attack techniques, claiming to be invincible below the Heaven Realm; although this could not be fully believed, they could not be carelessly treated as ordinary enemies.

The odds of winning were nine to one.

Nine for the rat demon brothers, one for Dong Yushu.

Even this pitiful one-tenth chance of winning relied on her using the advantage of her recovered strength to ambush and kill one of the rat demons, breaking their three-person formation, and then fighting the remaining two head-on; only then would there be a glimmer of survival.

And to be honest, this was extremely difficult to achieve.

If anything went wrong, it would easily backfire, leaving her with absolutely no hope at all.

It could be said to be a narrow escape from death.

"Hoo..."

Although the situation before her was very difficult, Dong Yushu still did not give up; she let out a long breath, trying to exhale all the stifling energy in her heart.

When you reach the mountain, there will be a road; when you reach the bridge, the boat will naturally go straight.

Regardless, she would first do everything she could, and as for the final result, she could only do her best and leave the rest to Heaven.

Relying on her willpower, Dong Yushu suppressed all the doubts and insecurity in her heart and devoted herself entirely to recovery.

She wanted to recover as much as possible before the enemy arrived, so she would have a better chance of winning!

Although Dong Yushu was in meditation, she did not give up perceiving the outside world; once there was any disturbance, she would wake up in advance.

But gradually, surrounded by the sense of security in the surrounding environment, her consciousness lost its perception of the outside world at some point and sank deeper into a dream, entering a state of seclusion.

With her meditation, the dilapidated Daoist Temple fell into silence once again; the pitter-patter of raindrops outside could not be heard, the blowing of the cold wind could not be felt, and only the faint, slow sound of breathing could be heard.

Even time seemed to have stood still.

It is unknown how much time had passed when the gate of the main hall of the Daoist Temple was gently pushed open, but it was unknown who did it, and no one's figure could be seen.

Rustle, rustle...

There was clearly no one inside the Daoist Temple, yet the flowers and plants in the courtyard seemed to be actively avoiding, splitting open a path on their own.

Was there really no one?

Yes.

There was indeed no "person" here.

There was a god.

The path gradually extended from the main hall, and the formless deity stepped out slowly, finally stopping before the great cauldron.

He looked Dong Yushu up and down, and upon seeing the corner of her mouth where drool seemed about to spill out, he shook his head with a chuckle and laughed:

"To think you actually fell asleep, hehe."

"Your courage is certainly not small; you have quite a big heart."

The young girl was fast asleep, unaware that her sleeping face had been observed in its entirety, and she unconsciously slurped up a bit of drool.

Slurp.

She did not know that this unconscious action had successfully amused the deity, raising his favor for her by another point.

"I really want to see how you, little one, intend to repay me in the future?"

"Meeting is fate; this Causality is quite interesting. Let me see her future... Oh?"

The deity, whose appearance could not be seen, did not wake the sleeping girl but instead stroked his chin and smiled, letting out a soft sound of surprise after examining her:

"This tributary is... Oh ho! To think such a thing exists, haha! I knew it, no wonder you were able to find this place; it turns out you might have a complex, tangled, and inseparable relationship with that brat."

Having made an unexpected discovery, the deity was overjoyed, rubbing his hands together repeatedly and nodding vigorously as various ingenious plans flashed through his mind.

"Good, good, good! Ren will definitely save your life! I will make sure you safely squeeze in between those two and give them a serious boost in intensity... *cough*!"

"It's all that brat's fault for being so slack, always thinking it's only natural for Minghui to stay by his side, taking her kindness toward him for granted. After so long, the two of them haven't made any substantial progress at all!!? Even this master can't stand to watch anymore! Is this appropriate!!?"

The deity grew angrier the more he thought about it, and in the end, he let out an angry snort that caused everything within the Daoist Temple to tremble, each object restraining its aura and trying its best to conceal its existence.

"Hmph! All he knows is to wear a mask and run around the Eastern Wasteland messing around with his two unreliable Senior Uncles, not doing a single important thing! If this continues, in what year will I ever see a grand-disciple!"

"It seems I, the master, must take action, give him a push, and turn up the intensity for them... Hmm, I am doing this all for their own good; I am merely doing what any master would do!"

"Hehe."

Hiss—

Accompanied by a faint, almost imperceptible sound, a stick of incense inside the great cauldron that had already gone out reignited, then burned to ash in less than a single breath, sending up a wisp of pale white smoke.

The white smoke rose into the air, circled once, and then drifted down gently, falling entirely onto the top of Dong Yushu's head before rapidly merging into her body.

"Mm..."

Dong Yushu, who was in deep meditation, let out an unconscious moan, on the verge of waking from her dream.

In a daze, Dong Yushu seemed to sense something; she slowly lifted her head, wanting to open her eyes.

But for some reason, she could not open them fully, only able to squint through a narrow slit, vaguely seeing a flash of white light before her.

And, in her daze, she heard a grand voice that shook her heart and soul by her ear.

That voice, in which one could not distinguish age and which seemed to be spoken by countless people at once, said in the depths of her heart:

"Work hard, child! I have high hopes for you!"

"Go and snatch Minghui from Zhang Mang, snatch her hard! Make that blockhead of his feel a sense of crisis!"

"You, go and perform a 'burning winter' with the two of them for me—"

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