Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 642 - Four Hundred and Eleven: Breaking Ground

Chapter 642: Chapter Four Hundred and Eleven: Breaking Ground

Tianyan was not surprised that Tian Ye would turn against her.

In this world, there may be unprovoked evil, but there will never be unprovoked kindness.

Even if the two had cooperated for a while in the rescue of Xu Yuan, the friendship they had managed to establish in less than half a month could probably barely be sold for a few taels of Patterned Silver.

Not to mention, Tian Ye, that sly fox, was a thoroughgoing egoist.

Yes, an egoist.

Tianyan was very clear about what kind of person Tian Ye was.

Even if Tian Ye was good to Xu Yuan, even if she treated him specially, it was only because doing so pleased herself, and she would spare no effort in this pursuit, even if it meant her already ephemeral life might be extinguished once more.

To negotiate, feel affection for, or cooperate with someone as mad as this fox spirit was like walking on a tightrope that was about to snap.

After all,

for a woman who could discard her own life for her pleasure, a change of heart or breaking a promise only depended on her whims.

Before, Tian Ye found pleasure in Xu Yuan, but now it seemed that method had undergone some change.

It had fallen upon her, Tianyan.

As the thought arose, Tianyan slowly turned her gaze, looking towards Tian Ye.

"....."

In a moment of eye contact, Tian Ye, who was pondering the feasibility of possession, let out a soft sigh, a hint of helplessness rising in her heart.

The Yantian Art could ignore others’ shields against telepathic communication.

Saints were no exception.

It seemed she had heard her entire conversation with Luo Zhiyuan.

As a beneficiary of the Yantian Art, at this moment Tian Ye suddenly felt a trace of dislike for it.

As an enemy, the Yantian Art was indeed very troublesome.

She had planned to appease this woman and take her time plotting, but now it seemed she had to be more forceful...

Having been found out, Tian Ye didn’t bother hiding her intentions and looked at the girl before her with a smile, even provocatively blinking.

Compared to Tian Ye’s reaction, Tianyan’s expression remained unchanged. She quietly stared at the hint of danger in Tian Ye’s eyes, her own gaze undisturbed.

She looked at her, ran the Yantian Art, and communicated through her will-spirit, her cool and calm voice directly piercing through Tian Ye’s thoughts:

"It seems you want to possess me?"

"Naturally, if I could borrow a body and return my soul, then the eventual collapse of this false Illusionary Realm wouldn’t be so hopeless for me."

Tian Ye didn’t deny it, staring fixedly at Tianyan, eyeing her up and down as if appraising her new body:

"Your vessel is also quite appealing, I do not dislike it."

"Besides, if it really succeeds, I wouldn’t be afraid of the Pavilion Master from your generation noticing something off and descending punishment, because I can do everything you can."

"...."

After quietly listening to her, Tianyan’s reply was still indifferent:

"Indeed, even if you were to tell my mentor directly about the possession, she is most likely not to delve into it."

With Mentor Tian Yuan’s absolute rationality, even if she knew Tianyan was possessed and died, she would not likely punish Tian Ye.

After all,

who "Tianyan" was did not matter; what mattered was the existence of ’Tianyan’.

And after a brief pause, Tianyan softly asked:

"So, do you have a way to possess the Celestial Fates Divine Soul?"

Those who have cultivated the Celestial Fates Divine Soul cannot be possessed; this is the rule written in white characters on blue bricks in the Soul Chapter of the Yantian stele.

Tian Ye was indifferent to this as well, smiling breezily:

"Humans have endless potential, give me enough time, and perhaps I can break this rule."

"So, you are not prepared to take action now."

Tianyan seemed to sense a hint of tedium, glancing at the ground where the ghostly willow was located, she urged: "Then you had better make that Saint move faster. If something happens to Xu Yuan and you become imbecilic, you probably won’t have the power to possess me anymore. Of course, you could also choose to unlock that life-link lock."

"Giggle giggle giggle—The life-link lock isn’t so easily undone."

With a burst of laughter, Tian Ye laughed heartily, her beautiful eyes curving like crescent moons: "But you really do care about him, don’t you? You’re caught in a predicament and still have the mind to worry about him."

Now with the Saint from Jiatiange arriving,

in the face of absolute power, all schemes are in vain.

No matter whether Xu Yuan ends up being rescued or not, the fate of the woman before her has already been sealed.

Although they talked sweetly to each other, in the end, he was just someone for her to amuse herself with.

After finding a new interest, she wouldn’t care about an old love’s wishes nor heed his requests.

Even if Xu Yuan begged her on his knees, Tianyan would still die—it’s just that the manner of death might be different.

She would either be refined into the enchanting deity tree spirit as in history or become the vessel for her possession.

The divine gaze, devoid of any emotion, swept across Tianyan, her voice like a deep and quiet pool:

"Perhaps so..."

As the two women conversed, the old man by their side seemed to have already ascertained the situation below. He glanced at the two young girls who were communicating through an unknown secret technique and said in a heavy voice:

"Saintess, Luo has temporarily figured out the situation below."

With that,

His aged eyes, glittering with sharpness, showed a hint of killing intent as he looked over at Tianyan:

"Before we head down, would you like me to dispose of this Tianyan first?"

"There’s no need."

Tian Ye flatly refused the suggestion. After all, crippling her now could lead to complications when it came time for possession.

Not crippling her, however, did not mean other measures couldn’t be taken.

Amid Luo Zhiyuan’s slightly hesitant gaze, Tian Ye smiled faintly:

"This woman is strong. Before you go down there, help me subdue her. I’ll use the Yantian Art to seal her cultivation."

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyuan heaved a slight sigh of relief.

He could tell that the current state of the Saintess was not good, and if that woman named Tianyan suddenly became violent, it was uncertain whether an accident would occur.

In his thoughts,

Luo Zhiyuan casually raised his hand, and his age-spotted index finger immediately started to be encircled by clouds and electric arcs.

Meanwhile, the energy mechanism around Tian Ye also burst forth instantly, her black dress rustling loudly in the bursting winds.

Some golden mystical runes emerged in the air—it was the very "Four Symbols Divine Seal" that Tianyan had earlier used to enrich her own power.

Tianyan frowned slightly at this sight.

Seeing her expression, Tian Ye said with a light chuckle:

"If you don’t want anything to happen to Xu Yuan, it’s best you don’t resist. After all, it wouldn’t take much time for a Saint Level Ghost to possess a Primordial."

"If Xu Yuan dies, you yourself...."

"It doesn’t matter. After all, I’ve already been dead for twenty thousand years~"

"...."

Tianyan looked at Tian Ye before her, her grip tightening slightly.

She felt more than a little frustrated and even angry, but she was powerless to resist.

With the help of the Yantian Art and the cognitive misconceptions modified by the Illusionary Realm, she could likely hold out for a while against a Saint.

This point, Tian Ye knew all too well.

But this madwoman was betting that she wouldn’t dare delay, willing to take risks even at her own peril.

Because the longer the delay, the greater the risk of Xu Yuan dying after being possessed...

After a few moments of silence,

Tianyan slowly closed those brilliant golden eyes of hers under their mutual gaze.

"...."

Seeing this scene, Luo Zhiyuan cast a slightly peculiar glance at the two young girls before him.

Although he couldn’t hear what the Saintess and this young girl had said to each other, the fact that the girl would give up resistance like that indicated that the Saintess must be holding something important over her...

Just as he was thinking this, Luo Zhiyuan’s expression suddenly changed.

"BOOM!!!"

From deep beneath the ground, a sound as thunderous as an avalanche suddenly erupted,

and in the instant the sound began, countless thick willow branches, like dragons emerging from the sea, broke through the soil.

In an instant,

the entire marsh bubbled with mud, toxic gases steamed, and withered trees were uprooted and thrown into the air by the willow branches.

When everything settled down,

a towering ghost willow strung with numerous corpses now stood on the ground, shrouded in black mist.

Its soaring treetop had even pierced through the limitless mist of the Sword Casting Valley, revealing itself to the sunlight above the canopy.

And on one of the stout trunks of that towering ghost willow, a man dressed in pure white quietly sat.

Eye to eye,

those narrow, phoenix-like eyes were shining with an exceedingly bewitching luminescent pink glow....