NCCnovel Chapter 644 The closer I get to death, the lonelier I become.
Chapter 644 The closer I get to death, the lonelier I become.
"You're being pretty stubborn right now."
The inner demon transformed into a light gray wave that emerged from Xue Lan's sea of consciousness, swirling around the red fish and laughing:
"Who was it that was moved by the words of the Heavenly Dao? I can't quite remember."
Xue Lan flicked her tail, scattering the ripples in front of her: "If you can't remember, then don't try to remember!"
"Let's think about how to reciprocate this grand gift that Lin Qi has been preparing for a thousand years."
Xue Lan's tone remained gentle, but the inner demon did not miss the murderous intent contained within it.
The gray mist slowly enveloped the red fish: "If you try to use this illusion to turn against Lin Qi, the remnant soul inside won't be able to withstand it."
No matter how despicable and contemptible Lin Qi is, he is essentially a sword cultivator in the late stage of the Integration Realm, and his strength is only slightly inferior to Xue Lan in his previous life.
Plus……
He was also the creator of this illusion.
"you forgot?"
Xue Lan's tone carried a faint smile:
"I'm still here, right?"
The inner demon immediately understood Xue Lan's thoughts, and the woman decisively interrupted the Wolf King's terrifying idea: "No."
"Others who enter the illusion are thinking about how to extricate themselves, but you go to great lengths to send yourself in."
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan smiled gently and then joked, "It wasn't something I went to great lengths for."
"You know... changing the rules of this illusion is a piece of cake for me."
Inner Demon: What a clever way Xue Lan avoids the main point and uses digressions to change the subject.
"You know that's not what I meant." The inner demon sighed.
"You have a lot to do now."
If Xue Lan were to use herself to replace the many remnant souls of Jin Yue Lake to maintain the rules of this illusionary realm, it would inevitably become her Achilles' heel sooner or later.
For some reason, the inner demon finds it hard to accept that Xue Lan has a weakness.
She already knew that Xue Lan was not the Wolf King from her previous life, but she still hoped that she would be invincible and unstoppable.
"What should I do then?" Xue Lan sighed deeply. "Where am I supposed to find a soul that has a connection with me from my past life and that completely trusts me?"
"I."
The inner demon spoke softly:
"I can."
Xue Lan wiggled her fins:
"Are you really willing? I'm scheming against you."
The inner demon suddenly felt a strong urge to hit her:
"Aren't you afraid I'll back out and bake it for you if you say it so openly?"
Xue Lan shook her head: "I'm not afraid..."
"Although you and I have our own ideas, our skills should be the same."
Lord Wolf spoke slowly:
"I don't believe I can cook this well."
The inner demon felt she had gone mad; she actually thought Xue Lan's words made a lot of sense.
But thinking about it, it's really weird.
"The Wolf King, who doesn't even trust his own cooking skills, actually believes me?"
The inner demon slowly spoke:
"Xue Lan... Between the two of us, who really changed whom?"
Xue Lan flicked her tail and swam towards the lake, her tone calm and gentle:
"None of us have changed."
From the moment she learned that the obsession of her inner demon was with the people of Jinyue Lake, she knew that the inner demon was just like herself.
Whether it is paranoia, cunning, cruelty, or indifference.
They are all working towards the same goal.
Until the demon race is destroyed, they will always be companions.
"I'm going to find her, you stay away from me."
Knowing that Xue Lan planned to go find the Wolf Lord in the illusion, the inner demon obediently hid at the bottom of the lake.
Nonsense, that was Xue Lan in her previous life, who was close to becoming a demon and nearly went mad.
Upon seeing his own demonic self, he immediately began chopping vegetables and cutting melons without saying a word.
The inner demon obediently hid itself, and even then, it didn't feel safe enough to cast two additional arrays to conceal its presence. Meanwhile, Xue Lan had already swum to the platform by the lake, poked her head out of the water, and exhaled a bubble.
A slender, fair hand slowly descended from the platform, its fingertips gently touching Xue Lan's fish scales.
The newcomer's tone was cold and aloof, like ice that had stood for millennia.
"Is there a problem with the spacetime magic?"
Which version of me are you?
Xue Lan looked up at her past life's icy blue eyes, and a melodious voice rang out:
"I am you, who has died once, and I have come for revenge."
The Wolf King, sitting on the platform, accepted Xue Lan's explanation in an instant. With a surge of magical power at his fingertips, he scooped up a water sphere from the lake, in which Xue Lan floated.
"To make a long story short, for whom did they die?"
Xue Lan swam around in the water sphere somewhat helplessly, inwardly marveling at her ability to grasp the essentials.
"This cannot be explained in a short time."
"If you can't explain it, I can search your soul."
The inner demon hiding at the bottom of the lake couldn't help but laugh out loud.
No, no, no!
Xue Lan screamed, interrupting the person in front of her, and succinctly uttered two words:
"Suicide."
The person in front of him paused slightly, then spoke with a relieved expression:
"Reasonable."
Xue Lan knew she would believe it.
On the very first day she mastered the art of time and space and comprehended its laws, she formulated an eternal maxim for herself:
No matter how many lifetimes pass, I will believe in myself without reservation.
Believe in my past self, my present self, and my future self.
Even Xue Lan, a figure conjured from an illusion, adhered to this principle.
"You must have a feeling about it deep down, right?"
Xue Lan swam around the person in front of her with the water balloon:
"I have a vague sense of my destiny."
Sensing one's own death date and manner of death is not a talent unique to Xue Lan; cultivators of both human and demon races who have reached her level in her previous life can do it.
The matter of cultivation is about defying fate and changing one's destiny; I had many expectations in my heart.
Xue Lan, who was driven mad by her inner demons in her past life, must have turned the knife against herself for the first time.
Again and again, over and over.
Until the last snowflake fell, the blade, which had been rehearsed countless times, was finally aimed at the neck and slashed down without mercy.
In her past life, Xue Lan looked at the red fish in front of her:
I don't want to know the future.
I won't tell you about the future.
The woman's beautiful ice-blue eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared on her usually expressionless face:
"Why so decisive?"
"Actually, there are still some things I want to know..."
"What do you want to know?" Xue Lan asked.
"Ao Zhu said she's coming to see me. Will we argue?"
"What do you say?"
"Let's ask another question... Is everything alright now?"
Xue Lan blew a bubble inside the water balloon:
"Everything is getting better."
"You're here to take them away, right?"
Xue Lan was shocked and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.
The Wolf King from his past life smiled faintly.
"I know that all around me are remnants of souls."
"After all, not many people know that we cultivate soul techniques."
Xue Lan suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for the version of herself in front of her.
A red fish floats in the woman's palm:
"You know that, yet you still stay with them..."
"Xue Lan..." the woman began.
"I'm a little lonely."
"The closer I get to death, the lonelier I become."
There were some things that Xue Lan used to only dare to say to herself.