Chapter 1529: Dominating the Inner Realm, The Green Silk Soul (Third Update)

Wang Lin's hand holding the wine cup paused at Zhou Wutai's words!

Before his eyes, it was as if that once-proud soul appeared, that red soul, carrying her pride and her loneliness, blooming with a bright light on Vermilion Bird Star.

Hong Die's life was short, but the brilliance of her existence was something that even the current Wang Lin found unforgettable!

That woman who would rather seek death than submit to live, that woman of extreme cold pride who made all the junior Cultivators of Vermilion Bird Star at that time lower their heads, afraid to look her in the eye—that Hong Die, just like her name, was a butterfly formed from the most brilliant red light in the sky!

This butterfly was beautiful, and it made countless people remember her forever.

Reminiscence appeared in Wang Lin's eyes as he slowly set down the wine cup and looked at Zhou Wutai.

"Where Hong Die resided was the Snow Domain Country… The Snow Domain Country has already dissipated into the passage of time, gone forever. This is related to the Seal you placed back then… The Snow Domain Cultivators within it, even if any survive today, have scattered and become members of the nine great Sects." Zhou Wutai raised his head, looked at Wang Lin, and spoke slowly.

"But after the Snow Domain Country dissipated, I discovered a place within that empty Snow Domain Country…" Zhou Wutai's expression was solemn as he took a sip of wine.

"Do you still remember Hong Die's Master… Her Master calculated back then that Hong Die would face a life-and-death Tribulation. If she passed this Tribulation, her Five Elements body would reach Major Achievement…"

Wang Lin nodded.

"The place I discovered was a Seal site after Hong Die's Master died! Hong Die's Master's cultivation might not have been high, but there are aspects of her that I still do not understand to this day… How did she manage to set up such a complex Formation? Inside this Formation, there is a strand of Hong Die's hair." Zhou Wutai's voice was calm as he slowly began to narrate.

"What kind of Formation?" Wang Lin faintly felt something was amiss, and his eyes narrowed.

"I don't know much about Formations and couldn't see any deep clues. I know about you and Hong Die. I preserved this Formation back then, and now that you are back, you will know at a glance!" Zhou Wutai stood up and looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked at his parents' graves. His purpose in returning was to pay respects to his parents. At this moment, he took a deep breath, did not wake the sleeping madman, and stepped into the sky with Zhou Wutai.

In the northern part of Vermilion Bird Star, in a region filled with mountain ranges, there was a huge Vermilion Bird statue at the center of the mountains. This statue was the same object from back then and was now Zhou Wutai's Immortal Cave.

As the sky twisted, Wang Lin and Zhou Wutai appeared. Zhou Wutai led the way, and the two entered directly into the massive Vermilion Bird statue. Inside, there was a whole new world: a massive mansion.

In one of the stone chambers, Wang Lin saw the strange Formation that Zhou Wutai had moved over!

This Formation was about ten zhang in size and occupied the floor of the stone chamber, causing the surroundings to be covered in ice. The ice was blue and permeated the Formation.

In the center of this Formation, a strand of green hair was frozen. The entire Formation seemed to have been stagnant for many years, with no signs of operation.

"This is the Formation." Zhou Wutai looked at the Formation, his expression revealing the confusion he had felt back then.

"I do not believe this Formation was set up by Hong Die's Master, given her cultivation at the time."

Wang Lin stepped into the Formation, lowered his head, and his eyes flashed as he examined it carefully. This Formation was quite complex and contained many Restrictions. Indeed, as Zhou Wutai said, it was definitely not something a first-step Cultivator could have set up.

"If this Formation hadn't been stagnant when I discovered it back then, with my cultivation, I would definitely have been injured by it," Zhou Wutai said slowly.

Wang Lin lowered his body and pressed his right hand onto the ice of the Formation. Immediately, the ice flashed with a blinding light, and rumbling sounds faintly emanated, causing the Formation to show signs of operating.

A look of deduction appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. After a long while, he released his right hand. The moment his hand left the ice, the Formation slowly stagnated again.

"This is a Soul-Splitting Teleportation Formation!" Wang Lin pondered for a moment and spoke calmly.

"It should have been set up by a Cultivator whose cultivation reached the Late Stage Great Perfection of the Purification Nirvana, or even higher… It is indeed not Hong Die's Master, or perhaps her Master hid her cultivation… But if she hid her cultivation, the later events regarding Hong Die cannot be fully explained," Wang Lin said calmly.

"The purpose of this Formation is to split a soul using this strand of green hair and teleport this soul out using this Formation. I just don't know where it would be teleported to… There is Hong Die's aura on this green hair. In that case, Hong Die might really not be dead!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed as he analyzed.

This matter was beyond his expectations; he had not expected that there would be such a secret on this Vermilion Bird Star.

"Back then, Hong Die's Master calculated Hong Die's life-and-death Tribulation. She very likely knew that this Tribulation was extremely difficult to avoid. I don't know by what method she found this Formation, but before Hong Die underwent the Tribulation, she split a strand of her soul and sent it away using this Formation… She wanted to use this method to leave a sliver of life for Hong Die…"

"In this way, even if Hong Die died, as long as this strand of soul existed, she could undergo Possession and be reborn, using this method to avoid that life-and-death Tribulation!" Wang Lin stood up and looked at Zhou Wutai.

Zhou Wutai's expression showed deep thought. After thinking for a long time, he said in a deep voice, "After I discovered this Formation back then, I searched through the records of the past Masters of Vermilion Bird Star and discovered a secret: the Snow Domain Cultivators, like the Giant Demon Race, seem to be Cultivators from outside."

In silence, Wang Lin left the stone chamber and stood atop the Vermilion Bird statue, looking at the sky. His gaze seemed to pierce through heaven and earth, seeing the vast sea of stars.

"Regardless of what the truth is, Hong Die not being dead is a joyous matter… Perhaps at this moment, she is somewhere in this sea of stars, also looking at Vermilion Bird Star… I just don't know if she has the memories of this place, or if she still remembers those past events…" Wang Lin's voice was somewhat ethereal, falling into the ears of Zhou Wutai behind him.

"She is not dead, and I am also very happy… There are not many old acquaintances left. I hope that in the remainder of my life, I can meet her once." Zhou Wutai smiled slightly, nodded, and sighed. The hatred of the past had already passed for so many years, dissipating in the passage of time.

"Perhaps, I have seen her…" Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. He carefully recalled the past two thousand years, but there was no answer.

"Forget it. If she wants us to know, there will naturally be a day when we meet. If she does not wish to, then let us treat it as if she has already perished," Zhou Wutai said with a somewhat dejected expression. He looked at Wang Lin, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, he did not speak.

"Brother Zhou, Wang will take his leave." Wang Lin turned to look at Zhou Wutai and cupped his fists.

Zhou Wutai's expression was complex. After hesitating for a moment, while returning the salute, he spoke softly, "Have you… have you seen Liu Mei in these years?"

"I have… She has perished." Wang Lin glanced at Zhou Wutai, and after a long while, spoke slowly.

Zhou Wutai's face turned pale, and he shook his head bitterly, saying nothing more.

Wang Lin left.

His figure dissipated from the Vermilion Bird statue. Zhou Wutai stood there alone in silence, looking in the direction where Wang Lin had disappeared, his expression even more dejected.

"Liu Mei has perished…" Zhou Wutai sighed softly and sat down, picking up the wine pot and taking a large gulp. There had always been a figure in his heart, a figure that had never faded in these nearly two thousand years.

Drinking and drinking, until the sky darkened again, Zhou Wutai looked at the sky and laughed loudly. His laughter revealed a sense of sorrow, as well as thick reminiscence.

No one knew that, back then, he had always admired Liu Mei.

Even Wang Lin had only just noticed this from Zhou Wutai's expression, but what could he say…

In the old house in the State of Zhao, before his parents' graves, Wang Lin observed mourning for seven days. During these seven days, he did not leave this place again, constantly looking at his parents' graves, drinking wine, and spending these seven days.

During these seven days, Wang Lin's heart slowly calmed down completely. He was like an old man, not thinking about anything, not thinking about the repelling force within his body, but immersed in the warmth and sorrow of accompanying his parents, silently watching the alternation of night and day, watching the sun rise and set.

The madman had also long since woken up, stretching and starting his non-stop chatter again. He chattered in Wang Lin's ear, in this old house, especially after snatching the wine pot from Wang Lin's hand; after drinking a few sips, he became even more talkative.

Even when he had drunk quite a bit of wine, perhaps as if he were drunk, he actually started singing, which caused the sorrow in this quiet old house to dissipate slightly.

On the eighth day, after Wang Lin kowtowed before his parents' graves, he took a deep breath of the air of his hometown, glanced at his parents' graves, and turned to take a step!

With this step, he went from a Mortal who had wandered back home to a Cultivator once again!

A cold-hearted Cultivator!

With this step, Wang Lin returned from the Mortal world to the bloody Cultivation World! What he would face was not the warmth and memories of his parents, but the treacherous and deceitful path of cultivation, filled with life-and-death crises!

This path was a path of no return! Once on this path, one must walk it resolutely! One cannot stop; even if one looks back, it is only for a brief moment.

"On Vermilion Bird Star, I still have one last place to go!" Wang Lin, bringing the madman, looked into the distance from the sky of Vermilion Bird Star.

That was where the Rune Clan's Heaven Pit used to be, where the secrets of the Rune Clan were hidden, and where the Old Saint Emperor's Clone, Yellow Dragon Immortal Master, had always wanted to enter!

What kind of secret was hidden within the nineteenth layer of the Rune Clan? This matter had troubled Wang Lin for a very, very long time.

With a sway of his body, Wang Lin, carrying the still-chattering madman, turned into two long rainbows and headed straight for the Rune Clan's Heaven Pit!

The third update is here. The burst of updates is not over; there is still a fourth update! I was very tired writing today. While writing, I thought of my parents. Even though we are in the same city, writing every day takes up all my time, and by the time I finish writing, it is mostly dark.

If you are away from home, give your parents a call. Asking if they are safe and well will warm your heart.

The glory of renegade immortal, the brilliance of the Hundred Alliances! Congratulations to the students who successfully broke through the Void Gate, ascended to become three-step mighty figures, and helped renegade immortal support Wang Lin, fully displaying the true colors of heroes. Er Gen is deeply moved and gifts each a strand of the Origin of Power to express gratitude!