Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 146 - 134 Outbreak of World War (11K words, please subscribe and collect)_2

Chapter 146: Chapter 134 Outbreak of World War (11K words, please subscribe and collect)_2

As Xiang Yun took the short sword, cheers erupted from the crowd.

Xiang Yun, basking in the multitude of fervent gazes, felt his blood rise with an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

He reflected on the years of hard training, the countless failures and setbacks he endured since childhood.

To master these martial arts, he had nearly devoted all his time and energy, immersing himself entirely in the path of Martial Arts.

Thoughts of his master’s encouragement and his parents’ eager anticipation... at this moment, Xiang Yun felt that all his past efforts were truly worthwhile.

Taking the short sword, Xiang Yun felt as though he could already see a more successful, brighter path unfolding before him.

From this arena competition, he would soar to new heights, step by step ascending to the clouds he had long dreamed of.

Suddenly, he felt as if something from within the short sword had surged into his body, burrowing into his mind.

His body seemed to gradually lose control, his consciousness hurtling into endless darkness...

Down below, Zhao Wanxi suddenly felt an itch on her shoulder and unconsciously scratched it, a flicker of worry suddenly crossing her mind.

A couple of days ago, she had asked her ancestor to check the talisman on her back and found only a faint trace remaining, as if it could disappear at any moment.

During this time, Zhao Wanxi, following the Puppet Girl in arena fights, had not only become a standout figure, basking in the admiration of countless people, receiving various courtesies and pursuits, but had also earned quite a lot of Silver for indulging in food, drink, and pleasures.

Especially since Lin Xing and Bai Yiyi had been through several life-threatening dangers, the effect of the ominous lone star seemed to have gradually dissipated. Nothing strange had happened around her lately, nearly making her forget her unique traits.

One could say these days were the happiest times in Zhao Wanxi’s life.

But the thought of the talisman on her back about to vanish made her heart flutter with worry.

Meanwhile, Meng Tiangao and Taiqing Shenxiu Ren Zhaotian were invited up to the stage in turn, each receiving wrist guards and a dagger amidst the cheers of the audience.

Bai Yiyi had been watching the process of the three getting on stage intently, noting every movement and the fleeting expressions of confusion and daze.

Her mind began to sink, and her voice was no longer transmitted through the Puppet Girl but directly into Zhao Wanxi’s heart.

"Lin Xing was right after all, the Taiqing Sect uses small objects like dolls and swords to imbue people with memories..."

The day Lin Xing breached the outer headquarters alone and saw the Evil-cutting Sect’s members being brainwashed, he thought of Master Bai’s situation.

But since he didn’t have further intelligence at the time, and also out of concern for Master Bai’s condition, Lin Xing didn’t relay these matters to the Puppet Girl that day.

However, after abducting Xiang Tianqi and obtaining more information about Taiqing Sect’s memory trade from the president, Lin Xing knew he had to inform Master Bai of some things.

Even though it could severely impact Bai Yiyi’s mental state, he had to tell her because it might concern her future safety.

At this moment, Zhao Wanxi, hearing the words transmitted into her mind by Bai Yiyi, also felt a twinge of worry: "Have they all been brainwashed?"

Bai Yiyi replied, "It’s not certain yet."

Zhao Wanxi couldn’t help but advise, "This feels dangerous, Ancestor. Shouldn’t we just do what junior brother said and pull back to our sect?"

Zhao Wanxi remembered the possibly disintegrated talisman on her back, a bad feeling looming in her heart: "Is my cursed lone star acting up again?"

But Bai Yiyi’s voice revealed an unprecedented determination, "No matter what, I want to verify it myself."

"Take this, and if I tell you to run, be prepared to run."

Zhao Wanxi took the cat doll handed over by the Puppet Girl, an ominous premonition growing stronger in her heart. She wanted to persuade Bai Yiyi, but she could sense her ancestor’s resolve.

Bai Yiyi added, "Don’t worry too much. I wouldn’t have come here if I wasn’t fairly certain."

"And as for your cursed lone star, perhaps it’s the other side that’s unlucky..."

Meanwhile, a shout came from the stage: "Please welcome Cold-faced Demon Bai Yiyi to the stage to receive the award!"

The Puppet Girl suddenly moved, gracefully and elegantly leaping up like a crane spreading its wings. After several somersaults in the air, she landed on the stage, instantly drawing a round of cheers.

Her ease in performing such movements was naturally because Bai Yiyi had just used the God Attachment Skill.

Normally, since the God Attachment Skill consumed a lot, Bai Yiyi would let her thoughts reside in the doll and control the Puppet Girl through a connection of their hearts.

As expected, the moment she used the God Attachment Skill to complete the movements to get on stage, she felt a wave of weakness and swiftly retreated back into the cat doll to rest.

The elder on the stage then handed a small knife to the Puppet Girl.

Seeing the girl standing motionless, the elder simply stuffed the knife into her hands.

Watching this scene, Bai Yiyi used the God Attachment Skill again, transferring her consciousness to the Puppet Girl.