Chapter 1380: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Perhaps That Day Will Come

Chapter 1380: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Perhaps That Day Will Come… Madness appeared in the youth's eyes, and a sudden ominous premonition surged through his body. His body instantly turned cold, and without hesitation, he rushed down the mountain.

Climbing the mountain was hard; descending was even harder!

After that rush, the youth immediately stumbled, scraping his body in multiple places, drawing blood. But the youth seemed to forget the pain, scrambling up and continuing his desperate charge down.

"It must be a fire, it must be a fire!! Nothing will happen, nothing will happen!!" The youth's lips trembled as he ran down frantically. The medicine basket on his back shook, and some herbs fell out, but the youth ignored it, running desperately downward.

Along the way, he fell several times. Once, a tree branch sliced open a wound on his right leg, but he didn't even spare it a glance. At this moment, his eyes were completely consumed by anxiety.

After a long time, the youth, breathing heavily and pale-faced, descended the mountain and quickly ran along the path toward the village. His heart was trembling, and fear permeated his entire body.

"Nothing will happen, absolutely nothing will happen!!" The youth screamed and pleaded in his heart. Everything before his eyes seemed blurred, only the road ahead was clear. He used all his strength, running along the path until he reached the official road outside the village. Walking another li, he would be able to see the village.

Although he couldn't see the village from here, he could see the towering flames, and faintly, he seemed to hear agonizing screams.

The screams were earth-shattering, seemingly causing the ground to tremble, and the earth immediately began to shake.

"Sister!!!" The youth went mad, sprinting forward rapidly.

Just then, the ground tremor on the official road ahead grew more intense, revealing a line of over a dozen fiery horses approaching with a roar. Several of the dozen or so villains riding them had disheveled clothes, and laughter drifted over as they advanced.

"Haha, I didn't expect this small village to have quite a few attractive women. If we weren't currently tasked with fulfilling the Gang Leader's command, I'd really want to abduct a few."

"Hmm, especially that bride, she was even better…"

As the dozen or so fiery horses moved forward, they quickly encountered the desperately running youth. A large man on horseback raised his whip, snapped it, and struck the youth who was blocking their path, sending him flying to the side of the road.

"You little bastard, daring to block the way of our Horse Gang! Get lost!"

The youth's body trembled. He screamed as the whip struck him, and a powerful force slammed into him, causing his body to crash onto the side, where he fell unconscious.

Amidst the prolonged laughter, the line of over a dozen fiery horses roared into the distance… Time slowly passed, night fell, and a coldness like a tide swept over the earth. The youth by the roadside shivered and slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was filled with confusion, and his complexion was ashen pale.

Struggling to stand up, the youth muttered to himself and staggered toward the village.

"Nothing happened… Sister is fine… She must be fine…"

After a long time, the burnt-down village appeared in the youth's eyes under the moonlight. The youth's body violently shuddered. He stared blankly ahead, his eyes completely filled with terror, and he let out a mournful cry as he frantically ran forward.

"Sister… Sister… Xiao Lan!!"

Running, the youth entered the village. A pungent smoke still lingered, and a thick scent of blood hung in the air all around. On the ground, besides dark blood, lay corpses with eyes wide open, unable to close, silently staring at the dark sky.

All of this transformed into a sharp agony that pierced the youth's heart, bringing him close to collapse. Every corpse belonged to someone he knew intimately.

Most of the surrounding houses had been burned down. Ahead, only a brightly colored sedan chair remained, untouched by the flames, sitting there. Compared to the surrounding ruins, its vibrant color was shocking!!!

The youth bit his lower lip, his body trembling, and with indescribable panic, he walked into the burned house next to the sedan chair. A corpse lay there—it was Huzi… Beside Huzi was a naked female corpse—his sister, Honghong… This sight brought the youth close to collapse. Trembling, he walked deeper into the house and saw his… sister… In the burnt-down house, a few main beams had not been severed by the fire. A white silk ribbon hung from one of them, and a mournful female corpse was suspended there… The corpse's clothes were disheveled, blood flowed from her seven orifices, and her wide-open eyes held confusion, as if she was forever gazing into the distance, waiting for her family… The youth looked at the female corpse and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Sister!!!" His utterly mournful scream rose up, tearing through the night and the desolate, silent village! It lingered for a long time… "Don't cry, Xiao Lan. Be good. Brother won't sleep, I'll go pick that string of Purple Orchid Flowers for you. There, there, stop crying."

"Xiao Lan, this is already the several hundredth time you've asked me where Father and Mother went… Didn't Big Brother tell you? Mom and Dad went to a very, very distant place… They will watch us from there, watch Lanlan grow up, watch Lanlan get married… Stop crying…"

"Uh… Since you don't like Huzi, forget it. Big Brother isn't like you said, that I was interested in Huzi's sister…"

"Big Brother's dream is to become an Immortal! Xiao Lan, you must wait for me here. When Big Brother returns, I will grant you and Huzi eternal life!"

"When you get married, Big Brother will prepare a lot of dowry for you, ensuring Xiao Lan marries into splendor."

Blood and tears streamed from the youth's eyes. He collapsed there, gazing at his sister, his eyes utterly vacant.

Several days later, the youth buried all the corpses in the village and separately interred his sister's body on the mountain. It was a high spot, surrounded by many Purple Orchid Flowers. Amidst the floral scent, if one sat there, they could see the world beyond the mountains, seeing the distant, distant sky and earth… His sister had not died during the abuse but had died by hanging herself… The youth kept the white silk ribbon used for the suicide close to his chest. Vaguely, he could feel his sister's soul seemed to reside within that white silk ribbon.

The moment he left the mountain village, the youth looked back at it, took out the white silk ribbon, and the silver bell-like laughter and words seemed to echo in his ears again.

"Big Brother… Big Brother, wake up quickly… Look there, there's a string of Purple Orchid Flowers…"

"Big Brother, where did Mom and Dad go… Lanlan misses them…"

"Big Brother…"

The youth bit through his lips. A few drops of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, landing on the white silk ribbon in his hand. Spreading out, they formed bloodstains resembling plum blossoms… "Horse Gang…" Murderous intent and hatred surged in the youth's eyes. He turned and walked into the distance, going farther and farther… "Big Brother, I will wait for you to return…"

Years flowed by like a white colt passing a gap, and decades vanished in a flash… The youth's talent exceeded his own expectations; although not supreme, it was astonishing. He joined the Heaven-Breaking Sect, and relying on a perseverance rare among ordinary people, he became the most outstanding among the junior Disciples!

The Horse Gang, over 1,400 people, all died in a single rainy night, leaving no chickens or dogs behind… Even the horses were slaughtered. Especially seven or eight of the elders among them endured suffering before death that ordinary people could never imagine, howling for nearly half a month before finally dying.

Their souls were extracted to endure the suffering of Soul Refining, preventing them from entering Reincarnation… However, Sima Mo's pain still pierced his heart like needles. The main culprit who had violated his sister years ago had died of illness many years prior. Through Sima Mo's Soul Search, he learned that the culprit had not suffered much before death, and he was unwilling to accept this!

Returning to the sect, another century passed… Sima Mo's cultivation reached the Nascent Soul stage, making him the strongest among the juniors, and he was even favored by the Heaven-Breaking Sect Sect Master and taken as a Disciple.

In the winter of that year, Sima Mo descended the mountain again, using his Divine Ability to calculate the Reincarnation body of the original culprit and began his slaughter!

What kind of hatred could drive a person to completely wipe out an enemy, even after that enemy's soul had entered Reincarnation and undergone Rebirth?

Time flowed by… Wang Lin saw all of this within Si Mozi's memories, and he fell silent.

He also saw the scene tens of thousands of years later when Si Mozi, having witnessed his fellow sect members die in the Seven-Colored Realm and having been implanted with the Seven-Colored Nail, was taken away by the Venerable Master… "Although I, Sima Mo, was expelled from the Heaven-Breaking Sect, I am a person of the Inner Realm. Even if I die, I will not become a lackey of the Outer Realm! How can I abandon everything just for survival, just for the temptation of your mere Third Step!

Death, then let it be death!"

"Not only can this old man prevent your death… I can also allow your sister to condense a form… I cannot resurrect her, but I can let her stay by your side until eternity… If your cultivation succeeds, perhaps you can meet someone who can revive her… If you die now, everything will return to nothingness…" A weathered voice echoed through the heavens and earth, entering Sima Mo's mind.

Sima Mo's mind trembled abruptly… "Come with this old man… From now on, you are not Sima Mo of the Inner Realm, but a man of this old man, the Venerable Master, bestowed with the name Si Mozi!"

Inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, Si Mozi's vision blurred, and tears streamed down… The fingernail-sized Firefly Light on his brow slowly spread, taking over his heavenly spirit.

Outside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on top of the furnace. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of Cultivators in the distance, he opened his eyes, which were filled with confusion… After a long time, Wang Lin sighed softly, stood up, and walked toward the distance. With a wave of his right hand, the Heavenly Emperor Furnace violently shook, then vanished between heaven and earth.

Si Mozi's figure was revealed.

Using the Dream Dao Spell, Wang Lin did not deliberately leave anything within Si Mozi's memories, but he did leave some thoughts… He gave up on refining him.

This refinement might not have succeeded. Si Mozi still had many methods and Magic Treasures he hadn't used. If this battle continued, it would be meaningless.

Si Mozi stood in mid-air, silent for a long time. He raised his right hand and waved, and the ethereal female figure beside him vanished into his sleeve.

Given Si Mozi's cultivation, he vaguely understood everything that had just happened. The look he gave Wang Lin was profoundly complex.

"Please tell me… were her previous words due to your Spell, or…"

"I don't know either." Wang Lin sighed softly.

"If, on that day, I had been Sima Mo, and his sister had been Wan'er, how… how should I choose…" Wang Lin did not dare to contemplate the answer… Perhaps, just like his reply to Sima Mo, or perhaps, he already had his answer.