bookrandom Chapter 155 The short-lived beauty
Chapter 155 The short-lived beauty
The scene was one of utter devastation.
The earthquake had passed, but Chen An's heart began to tremble at that moment.
She stared blankly at the people kneeling before her, her mind buzzing.
Every bit of sorrow here is caused by her; she is the murderer, yet the victims are pleading with her.
She did everything in her power to find the innocent people who had fallen to the ground and were still barely alive.
One, ten, a hundred, a thousand.
In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, there was no one left alive on the ground.
More and more people gathered, all of them with tears in their eyes, a truly moving sight.
But Chen An was powerless; all she could do was dig out the corpses one by one.
[Honey, this is just a story in a book.]
The system's voice was very light, drifting into Chen An's ears and then out of them.
Before transmigrating into the book, she was just an ordinary person, no different from those kneeling on the ground.
She detonated the small world to save the Yihe Sect and those minor sects; before detonating it, she also considered that it might accidentally harm ordinary people.
When she actually did it, she realized how terribly wrong she had been.
Perhaps we should have tried to get away from books from the very beginning.
"Sect Leader Chen'an, the sect suffered a disaster earlier and had no choice but to leave this place. Please forgive us."
As Qu Simu said this, he chuckled, his few crow's feet at the corners of his eyes crinkling together, making him look repulsive.
He seemed oblivious to everything around him, to the people kneeling on the ground.
Chen An remained calm, glanced at him, and continued digging at the corpse.
Realizing the timing was inappropriate, Qu Simu gave an awkward smile, waved to the hundred people behind him, and left.
Fu Gui watched for a long time, then couldn't help but jump out of the dragon bone, bump his head against Chen An's leg, and stare up at her.
That expression seemed to say, "It's come to this."
Chen An patted Fu Gui's head, then casually took the dragon bone off and hung it around Fu Gui's neck.
"Take them back to the sect. I'll come later."
Fu Gui looked at that lonely figure, hesitated for a moment, then turned back and finally left.
Perhaps she'll feel better once Chen An digs out all the people involved.
The moon was bright and the stars were few; a gentle breeze was blowing. Yet, the people within a radius of dozens of miles were unable to sleep.
All of this is a natural disaster for them; they can't escape it.
Three days later, Chen An found the last corpse, which was more like a large piece of lava than a body.
When she dragged her tired body back to the sect, Yihe Sect was much more lively than usual.
The small and medium-sized sects she had saved sat together, praying for her protection.
Even if you can't join the Ichiwa Sect, you should at least send some gifts to the sect every year to show your sincerity.
Chen An chose the latter; with so many people, Yihezong couldn't accommodate them all, and she couldn't protect them either.
Wu Siyue arrived soon after. Chen An's haggard face made him feel a little sorry for him, but he still reported everything truthfully.
Five thousand demonic cultivators perished, including eight hundred who had reached the Core Formation stage or higher. Forty-three disciples of the sect sustained minor injuries, and nine were seriously injured.
Chen Mingde and Mu Jingtai sustained minor injuries.
Feng Shouyuan was assassinated and died; Xile and Feng Mingli's cultivation was destroyed; Elder Yao Lu disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown.
Chen An's heart sank, and he looked up at Wu Siyue: "Does 'whereabouts unknown' mean that Yao Lu went to chase after the murderer?"
Wu Siyue dared not look into Chen An's eyes; he was afraid Chen An would cry, but even more afraid that she wouldn't be able to cry.
Chen An wasn't unaware of his meaning; he simply refused to believe it.
Yao Lu killed Feng Shouyuan, injured Feng Mingli and Xile, and then left. It's really hard to say that.
"I understand. Thank you for your hard work. You should go and get some rest."
Wu Siyue nodded, and just as he was about to leave, he came back: "You should also get some rest."
"it is good."
As soon as Fugui and Tank returned, they hid in the dragon bone and refused to come out, claiming that they were going into seclusion to cultivate.
Chen An felt upset and wanted to talk to someone, so he went out and unknowingly ended up at Xuan Qingyuan's place.
Upon landing, the mountain was bustling with activity, especially Gu Minglang's voice, which attracted particular attention.
"Senior brother, make me something delicious, meat or vegetables, savory or sweet, it's all fine."
Hearing him clamoring for food, Chen An felt a little better and pushed open the door to go inside.
"Welcome to the newly crowned number one cultivator of the Immortal Cultivation Continent, Sect Leader Chen An." Gu Minglang hadn't even turned his head before he shouted, "Do you know, Chen An, that you've already knocked Shu Mo's father out of the top cultivator's position?"
Mentioning Xue Shumo, Chen An frowned: "What, are you envious of me?"
"Don't even mention envying me, I'm practically dying of jealousy."
"But that's fine too. Although I can't claim to be the best in the world when I'm bragging."
"You can also pat your chest, raise your chin, and shamelessly say, 'The number one in the world is just my junior sister.' After hearing that, it would be strange if they weren't intimidated by me."
Xuan Qingyuan shook his head, patted Gu Minglang on the shoulder, and got up to cook.
Chen An and Mu Jingtai were amused by him and laughed.
"When will you ever mature like your third senior brother?" Mu Jingtai sighed, feigning concern, then shook his head, giving off an expression of utter despair.
After the two had finished arguing, Chen An asked, "Why didn't Senior Sister come?"
"Si Xun came to see me. Someone has to guard Mingsan Peak, so he left in a hurry." Xuan Qingyuan came in with the prepared food and muttered, "He's been cultivating day and night, even though he knows that cultivation can't be rushed."
Gu Minglang stepped forward to help set the table, and took out a few bottles of fine wine from his storage ring, mimicking Xuan Qingyuan's tone of admonishing others: "Concentrate, Senior Sister knows what she's doing."
"Ouch." After being tapped on the head by Xuan Qingyuan, Gu Minglang sat down nonchalantly and waved to Chen An and Mu Jingtai, "Come and eat."
Xuan Qingyuan's culinary skills are impeccable; the dishes he makes are of the highest quality in terms of color, aroma, and taste. Paired with Gu Minglang's wine, it's like a small banquet.
The group ate and chatted, finishing everything on their plate and drinking until their heads were spinning before finally stopping.
After eating and drinking his fill, Chen An went outside, sat on a low stool, and enjoyed the refreshing feeling of the cold wind blowing through his hair.
Life is still beautiful.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already noon the next day.
After visiting Chen Mingde, Xile, and Feng Mingli, she went to see Xuan Qingyuan.
Gu Minglang returned to the Gu family, and Mu Jingtai led his disciples to find Yao Lu, leaving the place deserted again.
The door was open, and Xuan Qingyuan sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating with his eyes closed.
"You came to see me?" Xuan Qingyuan opened his eyes and gestured for Chen An to sit down.
Chen An moved the stool to the bedside and hesitated before speaking, "Second Senior Brother, Qing Yue is alive."
"Don't be afraid, she is very powerful." Xuan Qingyuan smiled, his eyes particularly reassuring. "However, I think you are more powerful."
Yes, Qingyue is indeed powerful. How could someone who was originally intended to be the female lead be killed so easily?
It always felt strange to be praised by someone close to you, Chen An smiled and touched his head.
Before the explosion of the small world, Chen An put the Chaos Beast into the dragon bone. After the explosion, the Chaos Beast disappeared.
She had originally thought that the Chaos Beast would absorb the demonic energy and trap Jian Yunzhou there forever.
Unexpectedly, Jian Yunzhou won in the end.
Jian Yunzhou possessed the Chaos Beast, and Qing Yue was resurrected once again. Chen An was exhausted from dealing with it all. She was so tired, so very tired.