Zanxing (Retranslated)

Chapter 300 - The Choice of a New Beginning (1)

The world seemed to have turned into a circular prison, manipulated by a giant beast. The earth was in constant upheaval, and Zanxing and Gu Baiying felt as though they were spinning uncontrollably, with the rushing wind around them. This wind seemed to transcend time and space, tearing them apart, with every stream of light cutting like a blade, as if it wanted to strip them inch by inch.

Zanxing felt an extraordinary pain in her chest. Perhaps it was due to the connection through the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon. Every bit of suffering experienced by Gui Yansheng in the Asura Ghost Realm was immediately transmitted to her. She nearly lost her grip on the Wuyou Staff, her face turning suddenly pale.

Gu Baiying also noticed this. Hesitating for a moment, the young man grabbed Zanxing’s arm and pulled her into his embrace, using his back to shield her from the countless incoming light blades.

The sharp light blades quickly tore through his robes, leaving patches of crimson on his pristine attire.

He gritted his teeth and endured, not making a sound.

After an indeterminate amount of time, the feeling of the world being turned upside down gradually subsided, and the suffocating sense of stagnation disappeared.

Before them was a broad, black river. A beautiful young girl in a cloth skirt stood by the riverbank, looking both nervous and worried.

“Xiao Chun,” Zanxing murmured.

How did they end up back here? Was it possible…

Xiao Chun was startled to see the sudden appearance of the two newcomers and looked at Zanxing and Gu Baiying with suspicion: “You two…”

“Can she see us?” Gu Baiying was somewhat surprised.

Earlier, as they had witnessed Gui Yansheng’s past, the people from that past were unable to see them, the intruders. But Xiao Chun, who was present now, clearly could see them.

Because this is not a memory, Zanxing realized in her heart.

As soon as she spoke, a voice suddenly came from the dense forest. Someone stormed out aggressively, shouting, “You filthy bitch, how dare you steal my stuff! Today, I’ll rip out your heart and eat it!”

It was a demon with a dark, greenish-black body, a crimson face, and an ugly appearance. His sharp teeth dripped with saliva, and upon seeing Xiao Chun, he lunged directly at her, his claws aimed straight at the girl’s chest.

But it came to a sudden halt in mid-air.

A beautiful paper umbrella shot through the air, accurately piercing his chest. The demon instantly turned to dust, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind.

From the black waves, a golden-eyed youth walked across the water. His robe was adorned with brilliant golden lotus flowers, and his appearance was handsome, with eyes as bright as the blazing sun.

“Yansheng,” Xiao Chun murmured.

Gui Yansheng had appeared. Or rather, Gui Yansheng from many years later had appeared. After planning for a long time and wanting desperately to find the Xiao Yuan Pearl, he had immediately rushed to this place upon learning that the last wheel of the Five-Wheel Pagoda could yield the Two-Life Buddha Wheel.

In his life, there were many regrets and countless pasts he wished to change, but the moment he most wanted to save was none other than this moment.

He walked up to Xiao Chun.

The girl’s eyes were filled with confusion as she anxiously looked at the person before her.

Many years had passed since her death.

The taciturn and dull-witted youth had later become an edgy demon lord. His appearance was unchanged from the past, but his beautiful golden eyes now carried a completely different kind of hostility and malevolence that could not be hidden.

“Yansheng,” Xiao Chun held his hand and looked him over repeatedly. “Did you find your father? Where did this outfit come from? Did you, did you really find your father? What about this umbrella? When did you become so powerful? You killed that demon just now. We won’t have any trouble because of that, will we?”

Gui Yansheng looked at her deeply, as if gazing at a long-lost friend suddenly reunited. Then, he suddenly reached out and embraced Xiao Chun tightly.

The malevolence in the youth’s golden eyes grew stronger, but his voice was unusually gentle as he patiently explained to the person before him: “Yes, I found him. This outfit was given to me by someone else. This umbrella is something I found myself, and it’s my spiritual artifact. I have awakened the Heavenly Demon bloodline. Killing that demon won’t cause us any trouble. I will protect you.”

“Really?” Xiao Chun hugged him back, her face slightly flushed.

Gui Yansheng held her tighter, as if clutching a precious treasure he had regained, stubbornly unwilling to let go. He said, “Really.”

“But…” Xiao Chun still had some doubts. She carefully opened Gui Yansheng’s embrace and looked towards Zanxing and Gu Baiying. “Who are they?”

Zanxing remained silent.

She and Gui Yansheng both possessed the Heavenly Demon bloodline, and she had felt every bit of suffering that Gui Yansheng experienced through the fragments of time she had glimpsed. She understood Gui Yansheng’s obsession and knew that this girl was the last remaining tenderness in his life. He turned the Buddha Wheel for this moment.

What should she do?

However, there was no time for her to think. Gui Yansheng took Xiao Chun’s hand and cast a cold glance at Zanxing and Gu Baiying. “Don’t worry about them.” His tone softened again as he asked Xiao Chun, “Where do you want to go? What do you want to do? I’ll go with you, right now.” He then pulled Xiao Chun’s hand and started to walk forward.

But he only grasped a damp sensation.

Gui Yansheng was taken aback.

Xiao Chun stood there in a daze as a large pool of blood slowly seeped from her chest, soaking her clothes. She looked down at her chest, confused and helpless, unable to understand where the hollow in her heart had come from.

Zanxing’s heart tightened, and she heard Gu Baiying’s solemn voice beside her: “As expected.”

“As expected what?” she asked.

“There is no such thing as resurrection, nor is it possible to bring back someone who has been dead for many years. The laws of time cannot be altered. The so-called returning to the past is nothing but a poor illusion.”

An illusion?

Over there, Gui Yansheng’s expression showed a hint of panic. He supported Xiao Chun and desperately transmitted demonic energy to her. The black demonic energy flowed into Xiao Chun’s body like a swarm of black butterflies, slightly reddening her complexion, but her vitality was fading bit by bit.

“Time moves forward,” Gu Baiying said, his gaze filled with pity. “He can’t hold on to her.”

The Buddha Wheel spins; it can return to the past or reach the future. However, returning to the past doesn’t mean one can stay in that moment forever. Time flows like a river, always moving forward. The Two-Life Buddha Wheel could only bring someone back to the past, but that moment couldn’t change anything.

Both Buddha and Demon were the same in this regard.

Gui Yansheng held Xiao Chun, watching as her vitality gradually dissipated. Suddenly, he tightened his grip on the white umbrella, and the golden waves in his eyes surged. In the next moment, the Asura Umbrella in his hand suddenly opened, and countless figures on the umbrella’s surface began to move.

The men and women on the umbrella seemed to still be alive, crying and roaring in agony as they struggled desperately on the umbrella’s surface. At the same time, the demons’ life pearl hanging from Zanxing’s waist shattered halfway.

The life pearl, like a cultivator’s life token, shattered suddenly. It was feared that those demons had all perished.

“What have you done?” Zanxing was both shocked and furious.

A strange smile appeared on Gui Yansheng’s face, his expression frenzied as he murmured, “Can’t hold on?”

“Destined to die?”

“Then I will—”

“Let the Buddha Wheel stay forever in this moment and make time unable to move forward again!”