Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1102 - 692: The Battle of Visions

Chapter 1102: Chapter 692: The Battle of Visions

The Heavenly Gate Sword Immortal was born approximately 1,500 years ago, during the transitional era between the end of the Wu Dynasty and the beginning of the Dayan Dynasty. Yet, perhaps after encountering too many ancient beings, Xu Yuan showed little surprise at the woman’s age:

"You were actually from the same era as that Sword Immortal? But judging by the timeline, wouldn’t the Dayan Ancestor still have been around in your time? Did even he fail to catch your eye?"

"Li Shouchen?"

The Lady Wen spoke softly after a brief pause: "Neither his methods nor his cultivation were truly unmatched. The reason he could seize the world largely stemmed from the exhausting feud between the Qian Zhou Kingdoms at the time, which had depleted their national strengths. The sects also needed someone to bring order to the chaotic era."

Xu Yuan chuckled upon hearing this:

"To describe a man who established such a formidable realm in this way—isn’t that assessment perhaps a bit excessive?"

The Lady Wen lightly shook her head and responded with a smile: "History can be rewritten, but facts cannot. If Li Shouchen truly possessed the power to sweep across the universe as described in the records, why did he leave it to the sects to handle matters afterward?"

"....."

A moment of silence passed before Xu Yuan looked straight at her and questioned:

"That makes sense. But if the Dayan Ancestor was really so unremarkable, and given your tone, why didn’t you attempt to vie for the throne yourself back then?"

The Lady Wen pondered for a while, as if recalling or deliberating, before eventually replying in a clear voice:

"During that era, I was devoted solely to the pursuit of the Dao in hopes of finding the path to immortality. I did not involve myself in that period of chaos."

Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes and followed up:

"So now that you’ve achieved the method for immortality, you plan to vie for the world instead?"

"Compared to ordinary cultivators, I suppose I could be considered immortal now. But stretched over the span of ten thousand years, I’m still far from it."

"If that’s the case, why not continue pursuing the path to immortality instead of meddling with such worldly matters?"

"Haha~"

The woman’s crisp laughter echoed softly amidst the dead silence of the ruins. Once she had laughed enough and restrained her amusement, she countered in a soft voice:

"Why do you think I want to vie for the world?"

Xu Yuan frowned slightly.

When a person’s status reaches a certain level, all material possessions become easily attainable, and what remains to be pursued is quite limited.

Looking at this woman who had survived more than a thousand years, Xu Yuan contemplated briefly before speaking softly:

"Given your position, the things you seek to further pursue are likely but a few—a power that dominates all beings, a dream held in your heart, or a responsibility borne on your shoulders."

The Lady Wen’s gaze remained calm as a still lake, shimmering with quiet brilliance. Smiling, she asked:

"Well said. So which type do you think I am?"

Xu Yuan met her eyes directly and slowly uttered two words:

"For power."

"......."

The Lady Wen’s beautiful eyes widened slightly, showing a hint of surprise before she sighed softly:

"To think that you see this thousand-year-old being as one who chases something so trivial?"

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and replied softly:

"Is it not?"

The Lady Wen did not directly respond to the question, instead glancing at the ruined city around them:

"Power is merely a tool for achieving one’s vision. Your father was like this, and so am I. The only difference is what we seek to achieve."

Xu Yuan followed her words and responded:

"I’d be honored to hear more."

The Lady Wen considered his words for a moment before unexpectedly smiling with curved eyes and asking:

"If I were to say, I want to revolt against Heaven, would you believe me?"

"Heaven?"

Xu Yuan froze momentarily, then spoke softly:

"Why revolt against Heaven?"

The Lady Wen raised her eyes to gaze at the cascading stars in the sky:

"Because as long as Heaven endures, the calamities of the Human Race will perpetually exist in this world, and mankind will remain forever unable to ’Break Saint.’"

Xu Yuan’s brows furrowed tightly; the implications of this conversation were immense:

"Do you have evidence?"

The Lady Wen’s expression softened slightly as if looking at an amusing junior, and she countered:

"Even if I had evidence, would it be enough to convince your father to abandon his ideals and cooperate with me? Or would you truly believe evidence that exists solely in my words?"

"....." Xu Yuan remained silent.

The Lady Wen paid no mind to his silence and continued:

"...Unless you experience it firsthand one day, you will never believe the words I’ve spoken."

With this,

The Lady Wen suddenly sighed, looking at the blurred ruins dissolving into nothingness and the faintly emerging boundary between life and death beneath her feet:

"If it were you, perhaps one day you might truly experience what I’ve spoken of. But only if you survive today."

At these words, Xu Yuan’s vigilance heightened instantly. He forced a grin and replied:

"If you’ve shared so much only to kill me, it couldn’t be purely for self-expression, could it?"

The Lady Wen’s bright eyes flickered with reminiscence as she chuckled softly:

"No, I simply wanted to chat with you."

"......" Xu Yuan.

"Of course, the main reason is that your Blood Essence Meteoring Art reminds me faintly of that man." The Lady Wen’s tranquil eyes reflected a trace of nostalgia.

Xu Yuan swallowed slightly, catching the sentiment in her gaze. He forced a smile and asked:

"So, was Tianmen Mountain caused by your battle with the Heavenly Gate Sword Immortal?"

"Pfft~"

The Lady Wen sounded amused as though hearing a joke, her voice serene as flowing water:

"If I were to say yes, would you despair?"

"......" Xu Yuan.

I might, because the truth would be self-evident.

The Lady Wen was entirely unconcerned about being within the Life and Death Domain. She exhaled long and smiled faintly:

"Just joking. His death wasn’t my doing, nor could I fight against him. After all, that man was the only one along this path who was my closest confidant and comrade."

Xu Yuan exhaled slightly in relief.

If this woman were truly on the same level as the Heavenly Gate Sword Immortal, then he might as well resign himself immediately.

Regaining his composure, Xu Yuan’s eyes transformed into black and white hues, and he spoke softly:

"Thank you for enlightening me, but I have no intention of meeting my demise here just yet."

The Lady Wen surveyed the surging Life and Death Dao Charm around, her tone calm as if stating an undeniable fact:

"Having made my move, your survival is now impossible."

Xu Yuan replied with a faint laugh:

"Longevity doesn’t necessarily ensure strength. You might not believe this, but I have friends who’ve lived for over ten thousand years."

"It seems you’ve misunderstood something. Throughout my life, I’ve encountered many who survived by clinging to life through lowly methods. Yet without exception, I was fundamentally different from them."

The Lady Wen’s voice was unhurried as she gently lifted her finger:

"Would you like to know what sets us apart?"

As she spoke,

Buzz————

A ripple, delicate like water, expanded from her slender fingertip. Within the span of several breaths, it spread across the entire Life and Death Domain.

In the next instant,

The heavens and earth transformed.

The river of life and death beneath the Lady Wen’s feet was torn apart layer by layer, as if diced into neat tofu blocks, until the blackened death realm and the luminous life realm distinctly surfaced.

The surrounding space fragmented like a disassembled jigsaw puzzle, individual pieces spinning like tops. Then, countless new space fragments emerged to cover the broken parts, forming a restructured whole.

When the tremors ceased,

The Life and Death Domain had vanished without a trace.

In its place stood the ruins of the Prefecture City where they had been moments ago.

The Lady Wen gazed at Xu Yuan serenely and spoke in an even tone:

"The essence of their immortality lies in extending their lives through slumber. I have no need for such crude methods."

"....."

Xu Yuan furrowed his brows, attempting to gather his Dao Domain anew—but he failed.

Failed inexplicably.

Everything about the Dao Domain had formed naturally, yet for reasons unknown, he could never manifest it into existence.

His heartbeat accelerated slightly as Xu Yuan began frantically channeling the Blood Essence Meteoring Art. He demanded in a low voice:

"What... did you do?"

Perhaps out of affection for the technique, the Lady Wen seemed particularly patient with Xu Yuan:

"Cultivators across the world know of the Three Realms of Dao Entry needed to Break Saint. But is entry into Dao truly the right path? Based on my experience, in striving to ascend beyond the Sainthood, the Dao Charm instead becomes a hindrance.

"Yet it can’t be denied that the Dao Domain’s amplification for cultivators is immense. So, for the sake of combat, I developed a method to isolate Dao Domains: the Void Realm.

"In simple terms, it’s a spellcraft designed to interfere with a cultivator’s ability to invoke the Dao Charm of heaven and earth."

"Alright, I’ve answered your question. Now do you have anything else to say, Xu Changtian?"

"....."

After listening closely, Xu Yuan swallowed and muttered in a low voice:

"You said earlier that the Heavenly Gate Sword Immortal was your only confidant and comrade along this path, correct?"

"Yes."

"Do you see any chance of me becoming the second?"

"....." The Lady Wen.

After a brief silence, the Lady Wen chuckled in mild astonishment, her expression soft as flowing water:

"If there were a choice, it would certainly be possible.

"But your identity ensures there’s no choice at all, so......"

Before her voice finished trailing off,

Xu Yuan’s figure abruptly disappeared from its original spot.

Despite the lengthy exchange, Xu Yuan had been channeling the Layered Pattern Secret Art within him to its very limits.

This time, however, he didn’t choose to flee.

Because he couldn’t run, nor could he escape.

When Xu Yuan reappeared, he was already before the Lady Wen, with a black sphere in his palm distorting the surrounding space.

Spellcraft: Nameless.

Upon seeing this spellcraft,

The Lady Wen’s delicate brows furrowed for the first time like rippling water.

She recognized this technique as one that belonged to that man.

But,

Wasn’t it supposed to require stable use beyond the stage of breaking Saint?

She had somewhat underestimated the younger cultivator.

The Lady Wen realized she might have taken this descendant too lightly.

She was a legitimate cultivator, not a reckless monster capable of discarding half their body at a moment’s whim.

Thus, she had to evade.

Yet, just as this thought appeared,

From the ground below, the Blood Killing Trap Array, a technique befitting a mage, swiftly took form. Countless blood-red threads surged outward like steel wires, coiling tightly around the Lady Wen’s slender, curvaceous figure, pinning her firmly in place.

In the Sky Dome above,

Blood Crystal Stones manifested from the void in massive numbers.

The killing formation had been completed in an instant.