PDLP Chapter 5: His Chapter Has Arrived
Chapter 5: His Chapter Has Arrived
pain!
It felt like my body was split in two, and a part of my soul was forcibly torn out.
Although he had never experienced what it would feel like to have a needle stuck between his toes and kick a wall, Wei Wuyang felt that it shouldn't be too bad now!
He had just stumbled and was half-kneeling on the ground when, in the next second...
puff--
He vomited a mouthful of blood.
As his consciousness gradually faded, Wei Wuxian felt that he might faint at any moment.
But in his dazed state, a mysterious connection drew him back from the brink of unconsciousness.
But Wei Wuxian would rather faint than endure such pain.
It took Wei Wuxian quite a while to open his eyes again.
A second field of vision appeared before his eyes, and at the same time, his senses changed.
Just like wearing a [game helmet], he could clearly feel the exhaustion of his original self, Wei Wuxian, and also sense the reality of the character he had just successfully logged into—Li Jingming.
"Is this character login or character logout?"
Slumped on the floor against the edge of the bed, Wei Wuxian was panting heavily, a fierce glint in his eyes...
Fortunately, I finally have a cheat code, and it's not just about having multiple avatars.
In a sense, this is like having an extra life!
Especially in this cultivation world where cultivation is tantamount to "cannibalism," if you take the wrong path in cultivation and your path to advancement is blocked by high-level cultivators, then it is truly no different from being dead.
After all, he wasn't a player this time; he didn't have a chance to start over.
After recovering from the shock, he focused his attention on Li Jingming.
The first thing that catches the eye is still the transparent frame that ripples.
[World module loading complete.]
[Time module loaded.]
[Character background information loaded.]
[When you open your eyes again, having sorted through the memories of your two previous lives, you finally have a rough idea of what your identity and mission truly are.]
If I were to return to the human world, what should I do first?
[Should we go find Bei Hanyue and the others?]
Or is it that you know you've committed an unforgivable crime and are afraid to see them?
【...】
Whether you see them or not, they are still there.
Before fully returning to my original form, I should first find a way to improve my cultivation. After all, my original form absolutely cannot die. The more preparations I make now, the easier it will be for my original form when the time comes...
Perhaps, helping the main body cultivate a few more fairies wouldn't be a bad option?
Main quest refreshed: Return to the mortal realm.
Looking at the brand-new background information text, Wei Wuxian sensed the deep malice of the game's development team.
Two Heavenly Court Lords, plus several fairies who had just ascended to the Ascension Realm!
If this were to ignite a bloodbath, the heavens and earth might shatter from the fighting.
Not to mention he deliberately steered the storyline in a completely skewed direction!
Damn it, how did I end up time-traveling?!
Forget it, it's something for the future Wei Wuxian to worry about anyway, what does it have to do with him now?
As the illusory text boxes in front of him disappeared, Wei Wuxian, who was completely immersed in his transformation into Li Jingming, finally took a look at his surroundings.
Before my eyes lay a dark and gloomy world, shrouded in mist, through which I could vaguely make out a path ahead.
There were no bluestones or grass on the road, only grayish-white dust. The grayish-white dirt road stretched into the depths of the mist, with no end in sight. The only thing that could be clearly seen were the flowers that bloomed wildly, like fire and blood.
Wei Wuxian has been to this place before.
This place is the boundary between Yin and Yang, and this gray-white dirt road is the infamous Road to the Underworld.
Looking back, sure enough, it was a dark, ink-black river, shrouded in mist year-round, its surface eerily still.
This is the River of Oblivion.
As for the more distant Naihe Bridge and Youdu, they are not visible at all.
That is, Wei Wuxian was just about to turn around.
Unexpected.
The mist that shrouded the entire underworld suddenly dissipated for a moment.
At that very moment, Wei Wuxian was shocked to discover that in addition to the original capital city of Youdu, there was another city in the Underworld!
It echoes Youdu from afar, and their sizes are roughly the same.
"How is this possible?"
Wei Wuxian was terrified.
Like the Twenty-Eight Mansions, the Underworld is also one of the fruits of the Dao!
But this is from the later part of the story in "The Fairy 1".
The greatest gains of humanity in the Second War Against Heaven were the principles of cause and effect, the river of time, and the cycle of life and death.
One of the most important fruits of the cycle of birth and death is the underworld!
The cultivation of ghostly beings involves a crucial plot point in the later stages of the game.
In this current timeline, no one would have ever dared to touch the Dao Fruit of the Underworld.
Not to mention, as we are now, we have most likely merged with half of the Underworld!
so......
Wei Wuxian was startled and dared not linger for a moment, immediately embarking on the road to the underworld.
Stepping on the soft, silent gray dust, the faint, scarlet fragrance of flowers wafted over, and Wei Wuxian's previously horrified mind began to drift into a daze again.
The further you go, the clearer the fragments of your past life become, and the more solid your physical body becomes.
It was the power of the rules that allowed him to escape his half-human, half-ghost state. After all, the living cannot enter the underworld, let alone since he currently has no cultivation to rely on.
As his body was fully restored, the endless road to the underworld beneath his feet came to an abrupt end.
Instead, it was replaced by a seemingly endless curtain of light.
As his body disappeared into the light, Wei Wuxian's vision was once again swallowed up.
......
......
That is, Wei Wuxian had just left the Underworld.
A graceful figure flew out from Fengdu, the brand-new capital city corresponding to Youdu.
She ignored the swirling mist that stopped the living and confused the spirits, and traveled through the sky without any hindrance.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the River of Oblivion, which spans the Yin and Yang realms.
Stopped at a high point, she looked down.
Across the River of Oblivion, where souls endlessly weep, stands the mottled, gray-blue Bridge of Helplessness, at the bridgehead of which sits a tattered tea stall made of a worn-out cloth shed.
A beautiful figure sat at the stall, with a large, rough earthenware bowl in front of her. She lowered her eyes and scooped soup, and warm steam rose from the bowl.
He reached out and picked up the large bowl, his hand passing over the railing of the Bridge of Helplessness. He poured half of the tea from the bowl into the River of Oblivion, which was crowded with the souls of the dead, and then withdrew the other half from his hand.
As the tea entered her throat, a fleeting look of bewilderment crossed the woman's eyes before the bitterness returned.
It seemed that this could dissipate all past loves, hates, and worldly attachments in the wind of the River of Oblivion. Even Meng Po's soup could not dispel the emptiness in her heart.
Seeing this, the beautiful figure in the air dimmed slightly.
She then looked towards the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness.
A lone boat drifts silently by, the ferryman draped in a black robe, his face hidden in the mist, only his lifeless eyes visible.
Judging from her eyebrows and eyes alone, one could still discern that beneath the black robe lay an unparalleled beauty.
next moment.
The tea stall owner and the ferryman both looked up, sensing something, and upon seeing who it was, they were both deeply moved.
"Sister Qingling..."
As soon as the tea stall owner stood up and called out, he immediately bowed, just like the ferryman in the distance.
"Greetings, Lord of Fengdu."
But a gentle force held the two people below, preventing them from actually bending down.
The ferryman's eyes then regained some of their sparkle.
"Feng Qingling, your divinity..."
Feng Qingling landed on the River of Oblivion and lightly touched her chin.
Then she spoke.
"He's back."