Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 155 - One Hundred Thirty-Five: Awakening

Chapter 155: Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five: Awakening

Reality, the Hall of Transmission, mid-air.

A woman clad in ink-black attire, as cold and stunningly beautiful as ever, sat quietly cross-legged on the Ice Cloud Step, her gaze languidly fixed on the space below.

Petals from illusory cherry blossoms fluttered up and down, forming a sea of flowers that encompassed the entire Hall of Transmission, a space no smaller than that employed by the woman in red earlier. It sealed off any external probing.

After staring for a long time, Ran Qingmo slowly withdrew her gaze.

She had cut down the main body of the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree, intending to come here to support Xu Yuan. Yet, just as she activated the Transmission Formation, she discovered that this Hall of Transmission was already enshrouded by a sea of these blossoms.

Not daring to risk using the Transmission Formation, Ran Qingmo used the Ice Cloud Step to reach this place in two quarters of an hour, only to find that the sea of flowers below was filled with the aura of the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree.

The enchanting aura emanating below prevented her from acting rashly, so she quietly sat above in the sky while cultivating and waiting.

But this wait turned out to be for two weeks.

However, today, some changes began to unfold in the cherry blossom sea below.

Ran Qingmo’s dark eyes flickered, sensing that the essence in this sea of flowers... was fading.

After a slight hesitation, Ran Qingmo took out her Black Sword from the Sumeru Ring, a faint blue light beginning to shimmer on its surface.

As minutes and seconds passed, Ran Qingmo’s senses proved correct.

In just a moment,

The vibrant and splendid clusters of cherry blossoms gradually started to fade...

...

...

Inside the Hall of Transmission,

Upon waking, the first thing that came into Xu Yuan’s sight was a dazzling sea of cherry blossoms.

As he watched the flowers slowly disappear, Xu Yuan was dumbfounded and struck with disbelief, his dark pupils unable to focus.

It was as if he had a dream, a very long dream.

Not a month, nor a year, perhaps a decade, but maybe even longer. In any case, the dream was truly lengthy.

Some fragmented details from the dream were now unclear, but he still remembered that he became a disciple named Jing He in the Qionghua Sect from thousands of years ago.

Yuchu Jing He, that’s how people from the Qionghua Sect called him.

Due to some reasons, he ran away from the Qionghua Sect, and together with the Washboard Saintess from Tianyan, they fled.

Beyond the Qionghua Realm did not lead to nothingness, but to a prosperous world.

Escaping wasn’t easy, with days often filled with uncertainty.

Xu Yuan suggested hiding in the deep mountains and forests, and they settled in a mountain hollow near water for a month before Tianyan told them they had to leave.

Jiatiange could deduce their whereabouts.

And indeed, Tianyan was right.

Due to the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree, the relentless pursuit from Jiatiange, Qionghua, and Tao Palace never ceased, especially the vexing deductive powers of Jiatiange.

But fortunately, with Tianyan being a "mole" inside Jiatiange, they managed to counter it.

Tianyan’s familiarity with the Yantian Art allowed the two of them to survive amidst peril during the relentless pursuits.

Snowy mountains, grasslands, deserts, secluded valleys, islands...

The days of being chased seemed endless.

Along the way, they encountered many people and witnessed many events, understanding how the world of Sects could thrive so vibrantly during the surge of Origin Qi.

But illusions are, after all, illusions. Some places were as bustling as reality, but others were mere voids, impassable.

Just like,

The invisible walls encountered in video games from his past life...

As if waking from a grand dream, with his mind in a haze, Xu Yuan stared through the great hole in the palace dome at the blue sky outside, his thoughts somewhat sluggish.

It felt like an instant, yet also an eternity,

Xu Yuan gradually realized something.

He seemed to have returned from the Illusionary Realm.

With that thought, Xu Yuan looked around him.

"....."

Seeing this familiar yet strange Hall of Transmission, Xu Yuan couldn’t help but cover his face with his hand and let out a soft chuckle.

He had finally escaped from that damned Illusionary Realm.

As the cherry blossoms surrounding him completely dispersed, through the gaps between his fingers, his gaze was drawn to a figure descending from the hole in the dome, captivating in the sunlight. Holding a sword, she descended like an exiled immortal, her sleeves billowing as she stopped beside him.

It was Ran Qingmo.

Seeing this familiar yet strange Big Ice Lump, Xu Yuan was now certain that he had indeed returned.

After all, there was no such person as Big Ice Lump ten thousand years ago.

Collecting his thoughts, Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at Ran Qingmo.

But he found that she was not looking at him; instead, she was staring intently at the front hall of the Hall of Transmission.

Following her gaze,

Xu Yuan saw a young girl in palace attire with her beautiful eyes closed, wrapped in layers of golden light film around her.

Compared to the "shield" Zhen Yan in the Illusionary Realm, the golden patterns moving across the surface of this light film were clearly different.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan instinctively wanted to laugh.

But the next moment, his smile froze, realizing he needed to escape.

This was no longer the Illusionary Realm.

"Ran Qingmo, how long has it been outside?"

"...."

Ran Qingmo let out a light sigh of doubt, her gaze still wary of the palace-dressed girl with her eyes closed, and responded softly:

"About two weeks."

"Only two weeks?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan frowned.

The air quietened for a moment,

And during this quiet moment, the Transmission Formation beneath them suddenly began to "auto-charge."

It was the Saint’s Remnant Soul.

While consciously operating the Transmission Formation, the Saint’s Remnant Soul floated out from the Soul Ring:

"Many illusions are like fleeting dreams; a century-long dream is quite normal."

"...."

Xu Yuan remained noncommittal, as he had anticipated this much.

Glancing at the Black Sword in Ran Qingmo’s hand that emanated a chilling light, Xu Yuan suddenly spoke:

"Ran Qingmo, disperse the sword technique."

"..."

Ran Qingmo glanced at him with a puzzled look, "... Why?"

Xu Yuan shook his head, with a simple reply:

"It’s no use, we can only run."

Having lived together in the Illusionary Realm for so many years, let alone her secrets, he knew even what the underwear of that Washboard Saintess Tianyan looked like.

To think Ran Qingmo could overcome Tianyan would be like overcoming Xu Changge.

Upon hearing this, the Saint’s Remnant Soul by the side suddenly chuckled:

"Young Xu, why hasn’t Tianyan woken up yet?"

In Xu Yuan’s mind, the last season in the Illusionary Realm unconsciously surfaced, and he shook his head as he whispered:

"A gift from Yuchu."

"A gift?" The Saint’s Remnant Soul raised an eyebrow.

After a brief ponder, Xu Yuan summarized:

"She fulfilled her long-cherished wish. At the end of the Illusionary Realm, she replayed the destruction of Qionghua Sect for me and Tianyan, and at my request, she also promised to let me wake up first to give me a chance to escape."

The Saint’s Remnant Soul’s eyes flickered for a moment:

"It seems you’ve gained quite a lot in the Illusionary Realm."

"Sort of," Xu Yuan replied with a slight smile.

After a pause, the Saint’s Remnant Soul asked again:

"But, does that mean, young man, you have memories from inside the illusion?"

Xu Yuan nodded:

"I do, but they’re very vague, like dreams. Is that strange?"

The Saint’s Remnant Soul fell silent for a moment, then said in a deep, mysterious tone:

"Strange, yet not strange.

"But it seems the spirit of the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree intended to give you an opportunity."

Xu Yuan spoke helplessly:

"Indeed an opportunity, but also a life-or-death challenge. Yuchu indeed pulled me and Tianyan in there with the real intent to kill us."

"She wanted to kill you?!"

"Soul merging," Xu Yuan uttered a term that cast a deep shadow over the Saint’s Remnant Soul.

The Saint’s Remnant Soul’s eye twitched:

"Soul merging?"

Xu Yuan explained:

"This Qionghua Sect, as you said, was indeed destroyed by the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree.

"However, before their death, those Saints from Qionghua Sect merged their souls with Yuchu, planting the obsession to protect Qionghua Sect. So she did pull me and Tianyan into the Illusionary Realm with the intent to kill us, but her another, deeper obsession saved us."

"A deeper obsession?"

"To live on together with Jing He, Tianyan and I became Jing He and her, and we survived until after they were sacrificed in a blood ritual."

"Is that so....."

The Saint’s Remnant Soul appeared somewhat wistful and then asked in a low voice, "But why wasn’t this old man pulled in too?"

"Because she was too weak, and even by self-destructing, she could pull only two people into that kind of illusion."

"....."

The Saint’s Remnant Soul was quiet for a moment before asking with a laugh:

"Did you, young man, see anything useful in that illusion?"

With the fragmented memories of the Illusionary Realm still vague in his mind, Xu Yuan did not elaborate but urged:

"It’s not clear at the moment, and much of it I can’t quite remember. Let’s get going, for if Tianyan wakes up, we might not be able to leave."

The Saint’s Remnant Soul raised an eyebrow:

"Before setting up a pivot on one so unpredictable, the Jiatiange Saintess probably wouldn’t take a life..."

"I know."

Xu Yuan cut off the Saint’s Remnant Soul, his expression somewhat peculiar: "Not killing doesn’t mean not taking action, and besides...."

As he spoke,

Xu Yuan glanced at the beautiful girl with her eyes closed nearby:

"...in the Illusionary Realm, I bullied her quite harshly."

"You’re a match for Tianyan?"

"The kind of bullying that doesn’t require cultivation."

"..."

The Saint’s Remnant Soul paused for a moment, then a sly smile appeared around his mouth as he cast a sideways glance at Ran Qingmo.

Ran Qingmo blinked and tilted her head: "...what is it?"

"Heh... Nothing," the Saint’s Remnant Soul chuckled.

Shortly after,

the Transmission Formation was activated, and the trio’s figures vanished....

"....."

After serenity returned to the hall of transmission, time seemed to lose its measure within this eternal palace.

After an indeterminate period,

the girl in the pale red palace attire slowly opened her eyes.

The complex memories of the Illusionary Realm flooded her mind, and her golden pupils seemed a bit hazy.

Unlike Xu Yuan, the Celestial Fates Divine Soul allowed her to remember most of what happened in the Illusionary Realm.

In her haziness,

scenes from their escape kept emerging in her mind....

After a few moments of tranquility,

"Buzz——"

A gale spread out from around the girl.

Hovering a foot off the ground, her pale red palace dress rustled in the wind, the pure and stunning beauty of her face was flushed with an abnormal redness, while her eyes flashed coldly as she looked around.

She was searching for someone.

Upon realizing that the hall was now empty, the girl swung her sleeve in frustration:

"Bastard!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The jade stone walls of the hall were instantly blown open by her spiteful attack.

Panting heavily for a long while, Tianyan slowly landed on the ground, her fists clenched tight:

"Scoundrel... don’t... don’t let me catch you!"

Having said that,

Tianyan sat down with her legs crossed, beginning to meditate with her eyes closed.

The poison of the Enchantress Divine Flower and the seductive poison in her system were still present....