Chapter 25
Xi Zhou tightened her hand, and Qingchuang’s breathing was soon blocked. Sure enough, they very quickly broke out of the dream again.
“Cough, cough, cough. You really have no awareness?” Qingchuang bent over and coughed several times. Only after her breathing became smoother did she straighten up. Why did she feel that this grass’s gaze really wanted to strangle her to death?
Xi Zhou said solemnly, “What did I do to Senior in the dream just now? I really don’t know. Eldest Senior Sister only said that I would attack her in dreams. Could it be that I would do something else too?”
She would naturally do something else, but that was with Eldest Senior Sister. As for this old witch, she could wait to be strangled every day.
Seeing that she could not ask anything useful, Qingchuang shouted coldly, “Get back into the grass.”
Her inner core seemed to have loosened again, but she kept feeling something was wrong. Why did this feel different from when she had been about to break through before?
Unfortunately, there were no Spirit Division cultivators in the cultivation world. Otherwise, she could have gone to ask for guidance.
However, perhaps she was about to become the number one person in the cultivation world…
After Qingchuang left, Xi Zhou transformed into human form. She fumbled around the Purple-Gold Cover for a long time but still gained nothing. Could it be that only that old witch could open it?
And did entering that old witch’s dream also help her break through?
If this dragged on, and the old witch really broke through, wouldn’t Eldest Senior Sister be unable to defeat her? How would Xi Zhou escape then?
Thinking this, Xi Zhou could not help growing worried. She could not just sit and wait for death. How about taking the Purple-Gold Cover and leaving together with it?
But was there some kind of connection between this Purple-Gold Cover and that old witch? She might as well try at night. If she was discovered, she would hide back in the grass and pretend to know nothing. She simply would not admit it.
The old witch did not know that when Xi Zhou transformed, she could move outside the Purple-Gold Cover.
The setting sun gradually disappeared, and the evening wind rose.
Xi Zhou silently transformed into human form, picked up the Purple-Gold Cover, and walked out with it in her hands.
Just as she had guessed, this was the old witch’s residence, and no Deacon Hall disciples came over to disturb her. Presumably, only outside would there be people guarding.
Night gradually deepened. Xi Zhou stuck close to the wall and slowly walked toward the gate.
“Who’s there?” A voice rang out not far away.
Xi Zhou threw the Purple-Gold Cover into the bushes and instantly returned to the grass.
“Why is there no one? Did I see wrong?” Two Deacon Hall disciples walked over and looked around, but they found nothing.
After they walked away, Xi Zhou transformed into human form again. She could not help smacking her own forehead.
Why did she need to sneak along the wall? Why did she need to leave through the gate?
She could not jump over such a high wall, but if she threw this broken bottle outside the wall and then returned to the grass, wouldn’t she be out?
The only thing to worry about was what lay on the other side of the wall. Fortune favored the bold. Forget it.
She took a deep breath, lifted the bottle, and threw it hard over the wall. But she did not hear it land. Instead, a familiar soft call came.
“Is that you?”
That cold and clear voice…
Eldest Senior Sister!
Joy rose in Xi Zhou’s heart. She closed her eyes and returned to the bottle. When she opened them again, she found herself in Zhai Wangyou’s hand.
Unusually, Eldest Senior Sister was dressed all in black and had half her face covered, revealing only her eyes. She was carefully looking at the grass inside the Purple-Gold Cover, as though confirming whether this Dream-Entering Grass was her.
Xi Zhou hurriedly drooped her leaves.
A deeply restrained joy flashed through Zhai Wangyou’s eyes. Then her brows lightly furrowed, and she flew up the mountain.
Behind them came Qingchuang’s cold voice. “Fairy Wangyou, I trust you’ve been well.”
She had wondered why the Purple-Gold Cover had moved. So it turned out that the beauty had become a thief.
Good. She had come at the perfect time. Qingchuang had been worried she had no open and proper reason. Now, as long as she caught her, any secret treasure would be hers.
“How did she know it was me?” Zhai Wangyou asked in confusion as she fled up the mountain.
Xi Zhou rolled her eyes inside the Purple-Gold Cover. Who else would come to the Deacon Hall to steal a blade of grass besides you?
The old witch was not stupid. She could guess without thinking.
At this moment, Zhai Wangyou’s mind was very chaotic, and her heart was chaotic too. She wanted to talk more with the Dream-Entering Grass, but she did not know what to say.
Very quickly, they arrived at the mountaintop. Zhai Wangyou hesitated for a moment, then lifted her foot and touched the barrier.
Her vision blurred. But they did not appear in the mortal world. Instead, they stood on the mountaintop and could clearly see the outside through the barrier.
The people outside, however, seemed unable to see them.
Qingchuang stood before the barrier, her eyes dark. The Purple-Gold Cover was in their hands. With the spiritual artifact, they could enter the mountaintop. It seemed relying on herself alone would not do.
Very soon, Medicine Sect’s Sect Master arrived after receiving the news.
On the mountaintop, Zhai Wangyou looked at the Dream-Entering Grass inside the Purple-Gold Cover. “Why won’t you show yourself?”
Xi Zhou fell silent. If she showed herself, Zhai Wangyou would discover that she was missing her right hand. She refused…
Outside, Qingchuang said to Faxiang, “Quickly take out your Purple-Gold Furnace. We’ll enter the mountaintop together and catch her.”
The Purple-Gold Furnace and the Purple-Gold Cover came from the same source. According to ancestral tradition, Medicine Sect’s founding ancestor was the father of the first Hall Master of the Deacon Hall. Therefore, Medicine Sect and the Deacon Hall had always had a good relationship.
Faxiang silently nodded. In the blink of an eye, the two of them also appeared on the mountaintop.
“Fairy Wangyou, surrender quietly.” Qingchuang sneered. She had not expected there to be such a great surprise: a lamb delivering itself to her door. It had truly taken no effort at all.
Zhai Wangyou knew saying more was useless. She placed the Purple-Gold Cover behind her and immediately summoned her long sword.
“Stubborn and foolish. Attack.”
Qingchuang and Faxiang looked at each other, then surrounded her from left and right.
Two late Nascent Soul cultivators besieging one late Nascent Soul cultivator. The result could be imagined.
Inside the Purple-Gold Cover, Xi Zhou anxiously spun in circles. Seeing that Zhai Wangyou was no match for them and was stabbed by Faxiang’s sword, she hurriedly transformed out and blocked Qingchuang’s sword, which had struck at the same time.
In an instant, everything before them turned white. Only Qingchuang and Faxiang remained on the mountaintop. The Purple-Gold Cover had also disappeared without a trace.
Xi Zhou opened her eyes and found herself in Eldest Senior Sister’s room on Beishan Peak. She could not help letting out a breath of relief. She supported Zhai Wangyou to the bed and helped her lie down. But suddenly, something fell from midair.
It was the Purple-Gold Cover. The Dream-Entering Grass inside was still there, but it looked as though it had been cut apart, broken into two sections.
Xi Zhou’s breathing trembled. She looked at herself. Her body faintly glowed with purple light, as though she were about to ascend into immortality…
Panic rose in her heart. She hid her right hand behind her back, stepped forward, and blocked Zhai Wangyou’s view—blocking the Purple-Gold Cover.
Zhai Wangyou clutched her chest, her face deathly pale, her voice weak. “Why did we suddenly return? What happened to you?”
“Oh… I broke through. I can bring you into my dream now, then escape here. We’re fine now. Let’s help you recover first.”
With her right hand hidden behind her back, Xi Zhou tugged a smile onto her lips, but thick unease hid in her eyes. She felt like she was going to disappear. Sure enough, her grass life was not long. Fortunately, she had never dared hope for anything, so she would not delay Eldest Senior Sister.
Zhai Wangyou frowned. There was confusion in her eyes, but also relief. It was good that they had returned. It was good that they had returned together. She slowly nodded and closed her eyes.
Xi Zhou tried to enter the dream, but found that she could not. She raised her left hand. It was already half-transparent, almost exactly like her right hand.
Her eyes stung. She used her sash to cover Zhai Wangyou’s eyes.
“Eldest Senior Sister, don’t open your eyes. This time, let’s use another method. Don’t be afraid.”
“Mm…”
Xi Zhou lowered her head. Beside her ears, there seemed to be the sound of sea wind, gently blowing past…
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