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Chapter 292 Alive

"He's still alive?" Xie Wanning asked incredulously, her eyes wide.

"No, he's completely dead. To be precise, his soul has been scattered to the winds, not even a wisp of his spirit can be found," Xie Wanxun said nonchalantly, toying with a ball of will-o'-the-wisp in his hand.

"Then how can we find him? And why do we need to find him?" Xie Wanning frowned, her puzzled gaze falling on Xie Wanxun.

Xie Wanxun tossed the will-o'-the-wisp high into the air. The will-o'-the-wisp tumbled, burned, and spread out, revealing a scene within it.

It was during the time when Xie Wanxun and Xie Wanning were in the God Realm that the golden thread was about to catch up with Xie Wanxun, but was interrupted by an explosion, which gave Xie Wanning the opportunity to take Xie Wanxun away on her sword.

“Remember that explosion? I used all my puppets and paper figures to defend against the golden threads, leaving no means of self-defense. However, this explosion happened suddenly and just happened to help us.” Xie Wanxun’s eyes flickered and his brows furrowed slightly as he explained, “Someone helped us. I later discovered that it was a bamboo dragonfly in my storage bag that exploded, and the owner of that bamboo dragonfly was someone else.”

"Who?"

“An unexpected person, Xiao Xuan.” Xie Wanxun clenched his right hand, and the ghost fire instantly vanished.

“I should have thought of him sooner. How could someone who shouldn’t be in the underworld, such a weak soul, have stayed there for three years?” Xie Wanxun chuckled, a ruthless glint in her eyes. “Moreover, I sensed that murderous aura that only Si Jinchuan possesses during that explosion.”

"That makes sense." Xie Wanning nodded in agreement, the image of Xiao Xuan appearing in her mind, yet she hesitated.

Could that child really be Si Jinchuan?

“In that case, let’s go find him now. I have a feeling he knows something very important.” Xie Wanxun said, taking Xie Wanning’s hand and walking towards the exit of the underworld.

Xie Wanning stopped in her tracks.

She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly and asked cautiously, "Sister, do you know where Qin Muyang and the others' souls went? Did they come to the underworld?"

Xie Wanxun lowered her eyes and sighed: "Wan Ning, once the souls of immortals fall into the underworld, it will inevitably cause a riot. The fact that the ghosts in the underworld are not moving now means that Qin Muyang and the others... have already been scattered and have no chance of reincarnation."

"I see."

Xie Wanning's voice was suppressed and painful, her heart filled with endless bitterness, yet she concealed her true feelings.

She was the only one left, and she couldn't let down Qin Muyang and the others' efforts and hopes.

As Xie Wanxun stepped out of the underworld, she glanced back at the exit and saw Xiao You waving at her.

After offering a faint smile, Xie Wanxun's eyes flashed with reluctance.

This was probably the last time she returned to the underworld.

On the way to Wangchuan Cliff.

Xie Wanning looked at the scene of divine fire raging on the ground and the tragic deaths of living beings, and sighed with pity.

"Sister, can we go help them first?"

"Right on my mind."

The two flew to the ground and rescued the people and spirit beasts trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

"Go to Qingyun Sect first, it's safe there," Xie Wanxun instructed, taking out puppets from her storage bag and transforming them into spirit beasts.

"Take these defensive talismans." Xie Wanning took out the talismans and handed them to the survivors.

"Thank you, thank you."

After riding their spirit beasts and waving goodbye, the people hurriedly headed towards the Qingyun Sect.

Xie Wanning unconsciously revealed a joyful smile.

"Isn't this good? Wan Ning, as long as you're alive, there's always hope," Xie Wanxun's gentle voice came.

Xie Wanning was slightly taken aback, then a bitter smile appeared on her lips: "Perhaps, but I cannot accept that the price of my life is the death of others."

Everything about the divine realm will be forever etched in her heart; she will never forget those who fought to the death for her.

“No one can accept that the price of their survival is the misfortune of others. Wan Ning, I know this is painful. But the meaning of life is born from nothing.” Xie Wanxun clenched her fist, and looking at Xie Wan Ning’s sorrowful expression, she helplessly let go.

The two fell into a long silence.

The divine fire licked at the tall trees, making a sizzling sound, like painful groans. Each sound was accompanied by a faint smell of burning, announcing the beginning and end of this destruction.

"Sister, what do you think is the reason you live?" Xie Wanning stared intently into Xie Wanxun's eyes, her gaze unfathomable.

Xie Wanxun always seemed indifferent, as if nothing mattered, carefree and unrestrained.

Xie Wanxun raised her eyes, her gaze clear: "To kill those who deserved to die, to protect those I love. But ultimately, I live for only one thing."

"what's up?"

“That’s living.”

Xie Wanning's eyes revealed confusion.

However, Xie Wanxun chuckled and said, "I have experienced the pain of death and the joy of living. In short, living itself is the value of existence; other meanings are for you to find yourself. However, all of this is predicated on you living well."

Xie Wanxun spread her arms wide, like a bird spreading its wings.

“Living is value…” Xie Wanning stood there stunned, but was then embraced in a warm hug.

"So, live well, Xie Wanning."

A gentle voice sounded in her ear, and Xie Wanning nodded softly, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

"Ah."

Xie Wanxun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a wisp of ghost fire entered Xie Wanning's consciousness space to explore it.

Good, the inner demons are gone. But why is there a wisp of chaotic energy?

Xie Wanxun frowned slightly but remained silent. After all, her exploration of Wan Ning's consciousness space was somewhat dishonorable.

Anyway, it's good that the inner demons are gone.

Xie Wanxun breathed a sigh of relief, a huge weight lifted from her heart.

That way, she can leave in peace.

"Let's go! To the Cliff of Oblivion." Xie Wanxun jumped onto Luo Ze Sword and said with a smile.

"it is good."

Wangchuan Cliff.

The bottom of the cliff was empty; there wasn't even a single puppet beast left.

"Sister, why is this place so empty?" Xie Wanning asked in confusion.

"Oh, I've sent all those puppet beasts and demons to Qingyun Sect. They've set up a defensive array there, so the divine fire can't reach them. Of course, you don't need to worry, they won't harm the cultivators."

"I'm not worried about that, but why is Xiao Xuan staying at Wangchuan Cliff?" Xie Wan Ning looked at the small figure in the pavilion in the distance.

"He doesn't want to leave, and there's nothing I can do about it," Xie Wanxun said helplessly, spreading her hands.

Xie Wanning and Xie Wanxun walked towards the courtyard.

Hearing footsteps, Xiao Xuan turned around and called out with a smile, "Sister Xun."

Xie Wanxun's face darkened, and she grabbed Xiao Xuan by the collar.

"Stop pretending." Xie Wanxun said through gritted teeth, "Xiao Xuan? Or perhaps it would be more accurate to call you Mo Xuan! Si Jinchuan."

Xiao Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, but a smile remained on her lips.

"Wan Ning, use the Phoenix Fire to search the soul!"