Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 179 - 179 177 The Living are Guests The Dead Return Home

179: Chapter 177: The Living are Guests, The Dead Return Home 179: Chapter 177: The Living are Guests, The Dead Return Home Fang Geyu hummed softly and said, “These Cultivation Sects in the mountains are too boring.

All they do every day is meditation and sword cultivation.

I was bored, so I came down the mountain for a walk.

Do you intend to manage that too?”

Baili An glanced at the gemstone on the sword, catching a trace of a familiar aura.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his voice grew heavier, “You went to Chaotic Netherworld Valley?”

The carving on the gem was clearly eroded by the malevolence of Chaotic Netherworld Valley.

His words pierced through her lie.

Fang Geyu’s spine stiffened for a moment, “Chaotic Netherworld Valley?

What place is that?

I’ve never even heard of it.”

Fingering the gem, her eyes darted away with some displeasure, and they carried a trace of annoyance.

Clearly, she was annoyed because she had stormed off to rescue someone, only to embarrass herself by failing to break through the outermost Barrier.

With her anger, the small mole on her earlobe turned even redder.

Baili An, however, had not expected this haughty young lady to actually venture into Chaotic Netherworld Valley looking for her.

Having witnessed the terrifying dangers of Chaotic Netherworld Valley himself, he now felt a sense of trepidation.

The calf does not fear the tiger.

In a lethal place like Chaotic Netherworld Valley, even someone with the Taixuan Nine Classics like Sister Wen could not guarantee her safety.

With Fang Geyu’s level of cultivation, entering would be certain death.

Fortunately, her cultivation was shallow, and she couldn’t even breach the Barrier outside the valley.

Though the sword was damaged, a terrible crisis had been avoided.

Thinking of this, Baili An found it strange again; breaking through the Barrier of Chaotic Netherworld Valley was extremely difficult.

Why, then, would Su Jing of the Taixuan Sect go through such trouble to throw him into that desolate place?

If he wanted to kill him, wouldn’t it be simpler to finish him with one sword strike or to leave him under the scorching sun to dry out?

Though he had many doubts in his heart, there was no way to seek answers.

“Then…”

“Then what, you sure have a lot of questions.

Anyway, how exactly did you handle the situation with Jiujiu?” Fang Geyu picked up the sword on her lap and knocked it forcefully on the ground twice.

Baili An was taken aback, then his gaze shifted toward the distant mountains.

He said, “Though I’m unwilling to accept it, I have to admit that Li Xuan’s concerns are reasonable.

Su Jing of Taixuan Sect now knows I am a corpse demon.

Though she is not aware that I have safely come out from Chaotic Netherworld Valley, Lihe Sect is ultimately not a place where I can stay.”

Fang Geyu sneered, “So she’s unwilling to leave with you?

Last night I heard her calling out quite melodiously.”

Baili An’s mouth twitched, deliberately ignoring her latter words, and spoke softly, “This place is her home.”

Although Li Xuan cannot tolerate him, speaks harshly, and has strong hostility, this also verified his attention to and love for his daughter.

This is the place where Jiujiu grew up, the home that nurtured her.

She is not an ordinary maiden; as the daughter of the Sect Master of Lihe Sect, she carries the responsibility and mission of Lihe Sect.

Though she is young and somewhat naive, she isn’t the type to abandon her family and hometown out of blind love.

She knows clearly why she was born, and she understands the responsibility of her cultivation.

She says he is good, that she can regard him as someone important in her life, and she might even not mind his identity.

But in her life, there isn’t only him.

Baili An looked down at his palm and smiled, “I don’t think this is a bad thing.

At least, because of this, I now have a new goal.”

Fang Geyu seemed contemplative, then she raised an eyebrow, “So what do you plan to do?”

Baili An dropped his hand, looked at her, and said earnestly, “I want to retrieve the memories from my life as a human; I want to be Baili An.”

Now there were some clues.

He met Sister Wen and learned the Taixuan Cultivation Techniques, and the Sect Master of Taixuan Sect also recognized him.

And he had also managed to tame the Heroic Spirit White Tiger, which meant that his identity in his previous life must be closely related to Central Netherworld and Taixuan.

Su Jing was in Taixuan, naturally not a good trigger for his predicament; now he wanted to pursue his own identity.

The You Dynasty of Central Netherworld was worth exploring for him.

Moreover, the land of Central Netherworld was overrun with Ghost Cultivators and was highly inclusive; being a corpse demon, he could better mingle within darkness.

Fang Geyu watched him with admiration, her gaze somewhat strange.

“The living are guests, the dead return; it’s the absolute law of this world.

Even Corpse King Jiang Chen, who foresaw life and death, transcending the law, could only Summon the deceased by transforming them into corpse demons.”

She suddenly lifted her arm, her slender fingers lightly touching Baili An’s heart.

“Corpse demons are neither born nor die nor become spirits; although they retain part of their past-life memories, there is no saying that they lived as humans in this world.

This point is a reality that even Jiang Chen cannot change.”

Baili An quietly watched her.

Fang Geyu continued, “Stop your naïve thinking.

In this world, indeed, there are many corpse demons who survived the dark night holding undying obsessions, attempting to find the most important memories of their past lives, to regain their whole selves.

But that is undoubtedly a great disrespect to the laws of Yin and Yang, life and death.”

In heaven, there is Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan; in the Netherworld Bureau, there is Yan Jun.

The Six Realms and the Four Seas have laws, all things have their order.

Corpse demons, which stepped out of the control of life and death, are a taboo in Mortal World.

Even Corpse King Jiang Chen, who created the taboo, was sealed into eternal slumber.

As for those corpse demons who like moths to a flame, seek the light of their past.

They will be seen as traitors by the Corpse Demon Clan, have their names taken by the founding elders and be exiled.

Fang Geyu believed that Baili An’s survival under the darkness of Mortal World was extremely difficult.

If he continued to hold such a self-destructive thought, even the night would have no place for him, and that would be the true dead end.

In the face of Fang Geyu’s warning, Baili An’s gaze did not waver or change.

He suddenly raised his hand, grasped her wrist gently, pulling her palm to rest on his chest, “Here, it once beat; I felt it.”

Fang Geyu frowned, “Just for that reason…”

“Yes, just for that reason.” Baili An nodded firmly, very seriously.

Fang Geyu looked up at him for a moment, then withdrew her hand, “I’m really defeated by you.

No one can stop you from seeking your own death, and it’s good that you die sooner so that Mountain Seal can be vacated earlier.”

Baili An frowned, “If I die, the Mountain Seal should go to Lin Guiyuan.”

Fang Geyu slammed the table, “Why should it!”

Baili An refused to answer, tilting his head to one side.

The sky gradually darkened, the evening painted by the blood-like setting sun, Mortal World blanketed in snow, the winter wind carrying the chill of damp mist.

The two said goodbye to Lihe Sect, returning to the Kongcang Mountain Realm.

But this time, Baili An refused to ride Fang Geyu’s golden phoenix white jade carriage, preferring to use Sword Control himself, braving the biting cold wind, rather than ride comfortably with the beauty in the same carriage.

Unicorns, the immortal beasts that do not emerge into Mortal World and reside atop the Immortal Mountain overseas, moved with incredible speed.

By the time Baili An returned to Kongcang Mountain using Sword Control, it was already early morning.

Meanwhile, Fang Geyu had slumbered early, and was now groggily rinsing her mouth by the lakeside with willow branches.