usatvline Chapter 572 The Eve of the Discussion
Chapter 572 The Eve of the Discussion
The night was as dark as ink, shrouding Qinglan Sect deeply. On the eve of the Dao Conference, the air was filled with tension and anticipation, as if an invisible storm was brewing in the dark. Yun Yao stood alone on the ruins of Tiandao Terrace. It was so quiet that only the whimpering sound of the breeze blowing through the ruins could be heard, as if the years were whispering the vicissitudes of the past.
The moonlight was like water, pouring down on this ancient relic, outlining Yun Yao's lonely and resolute figure. Her eyes slowly swept across the ground, and the sword marks were like silver snakes winding under the moonlight, each of which seemed to be engraved with her father's thoughts for her across time and space. Yun Yao squatted down, and gently touched the sword marks with her fingertips, trying to feel the remaining warmth left by her father. "Xiaoyao, when you see these, Daddy has gone to a more distant starry sky, but remember, the system that Mom gave you is actually--" The words in the sword marks stopped abruptly, as if they were forcibly cut off by an invisible hand, leaving endless suspense, scratching in Yun Yao's heart.
At the same time, in the quiet cave in the back mountain of Qinglan Sect, Chu Mochen was in deep retreat. The spiritual power surged around him, as if a substantial cocoon of light was wrapping him up layer by layer. Suddenly, the jade pendant on his chest trembled slightly, emitting a warm light, and then the inherited memory of the Wujie Sword Cultivator flooded into his mind like a tide. In the vast river of memory, he finally remembered that a thousand years ago, he had made a "cause and effect" contract with the Heavenly Saint to protect Yun Yao's reincarnation. At that moment, he understood that every encounter and every life and death in the past thousand years was not accidental, but the thread of fate that shuttled through time and intertwined them tightly.
The moonlight quietly moved away, and the night became darker. Yun Yao dragged her slightly heavy steps back to her residence, her heart full of worries about tomorrow's discussion meeting and thoughts about the mysteries of the past. She lay in bed, but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Finally, exhausted, she gradually fell asleep.
The dream was like a door to another time and space, slowly opening. Yun Yao found herself in a laboratory on Earth, with familiar instruments flashing cold and hard light, and busy scientific researchers around. Her mother was standing in front of the quantum shuttle, concentrating on adjusting the parameters, her eyes full of determination and expectation. Chu Mochen, wearing a white coat, stood tall beside his mother. His profile looked particularly handsome under the light, with a confident smile on his lips, and he whispered to Yun Yao: "Su Yao, if this experiment is successful, we can--"
However, the painting style suddenly changed, and the dream was instantly stained with blood. The mother's body began to become transparent, like a candle in the wind, which could dissipate at any time. Chu Mochen's eyes suddenly became strange and indifferent, and he uttered cold words: "The world anchor point must be destroyed. This is the order of the Administration." Yun Yao widened her eyes, full of fear and disbelief. She wanted to shout, but found that her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't make any sound. She desperately stretched out her hands, trying to grab her mother and Chu Mochen, but where her fingertips touched, there was only emptiness.
"No——" Yun Yao suddenly woke up from the nightmare, sweating profusely, her body trembling. She gasped for air, fear and confusion lingering in her eyes. Outside the window, the night was still deep, and everything was silent, except for her violent heartbeat echoing in the silence.
After a long time, Yun Yao gradually calmed down. She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. The moonlight shone through the window lattice and sprinkled on her pale face. Recalling the scene in the dream, her heart tightened. Is that terrible future really an inescapable fate? She clenched her fists, and a stubborn light flashed in her eyes. No, she would never be willing to accept her fate. Whether as Yun Yao or Su Yao, she has gone through countless hardships to get to where she is today. How could she be easily frightened by this illusory dream?
Yun Yao got out of bed gently, walked to the window, and looked out at the deep night sky, where the stars twinkled like a spark of hope. She knew that tomorrow's discussion meeting would be a difficult challenge, and all parties had ill intentions and wanted to find the core secrets from her. But she was no longer afraid at this moment, because she not only carried the fate of herself and Chu Mochen, but also the future of the two worlds.
"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will fight for a way out for us." Yun Yao whispered softly, her tone as firm as iron. She believed that the combination of technology and cultivation was the sharp weapon for her to break the rules and rewrite her fate. Just like the uncertainty principle in quantum theory, the future is not set, but full of infinite possibilities, as long as she has the courage to explore and fight.
At this moment, the door of the room quietly opened. Yun Yao turned around alertly and saw Chu Mochen pushing the door open. His face was a little tired, but he could not hide the concern in his eyes. The two of them looked at each other, and without words, they knew each other's feelings. Chu Mochen walked forward, gently embraced Yun Yao in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said gently: "I know you are worried, don't be afraid, no matter what happens tomorrow, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you."
Yun Yao leaned on his warm and solid chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated. She raised her head slightly, looked into Chu Mochen's eyes, and asked softly, "Did you gain anything from your retreat?"
Chu Mochen nodded slightly and briefly told Yun Yao about the inheritance of the Wujie Sword Cultivator. Yun Yao was shocked when she heard this, but also felt warm. It turned out that their fate had been destined thousands of years ago, and the hardships they had gone through together were nothing but the reincarnation and continuation of fate.
"It seems that we are destined to face all this together." Yun Yao raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a relieved smile.
"Yes, for all the lives to come, we will never be separated." Chu Mochen hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to use his arms to build an indestructible line of defense for her to withstand all the storms in the world.
The two stood in each other's arms until the sky in the east began to turn pale. The faint light of the morning sun shone through the window and shone on them, as if they were coated with a layer of golden light of hope. The horn of the discussion conference was about to sound, and they would step into the ever-changing venue hand in hand, meet unknown challenges, and rewrite their predetermined fate.