Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 251 Grandmaster, It's Time to Wake Up from the Dream

"Grandmaster, I've arrived!"

It was midnight, and the moonlight was hazy.

Beneath the enormous Spirit Emperor Tree, a figure in black robes appeared like a ghost and spoke softly.

Linghuang Zhenren emerged from the tree trunk, his tone quite displeased: "What are you doing here again?"

Xue Lan lowered her hood and looked up at Master Linghuang: "Grandmaster, please don't be offended. Xue Lan has overstepped her bounds today."

"You call striking our master with heavenly lightning a transgression?"

Xue Lan nodded sincerely.

Linghuang Zhenren wanted to quickly move on from this matter, so he waved his hand to signal Xue Lan to get down to business.

Xue Lan slowly spoke: "During the day, Grandmaster said that he and Master had known each other for six hundred years. When was the last time the two of you met?"

Upon hearing this question, Master Linghuang was startled: "Two hundred years ago? What happened?"

Xue Lan shook her head slightly, her tone tinged with a helpless smile: "Really? Grandmaster, please think about it again."

Looking into Xue Lan's grayish-white eyes, Prince Ling felt he must be going crazy.

Why does it feel like Xue Lan has seen through me? This is just a junior with a peculiar fate and a rebellious nature.

So he braced himself and spoke again: "It was two hundred years ago."

Xue Lan nodded: "My grandmaster is sometimes quite similar to my master, except that he is unwilling to tell the truth."

Xue Lan looked up; her beautiful face, bathed in the hazy moonlight, resembled white jade, yet it inspired a sense of awe.

Her voice was calm: "The last time you met him was before I asked him, so the time difference shouldn't be too short."

Master Linghuang was shocked, but he did not show it on his face.

"You are……"

"Grandmaster, do you think I am capable of being the one to play the game?"

His words were abruptly interrupted, and Master Linghuang could no longer maintain his facade.

"Your master told you that?"

Xue Lan shook her head: "He didn't have time to tell me about this; I found out myself."

Linghuang Zhenren was unable to utter a single word.

Ling Yuanzi wanted to plant the Dao in the child's heart, but Xue Lan learned of his plan in advance.

If something goes wrong, that would be a real problem!

Ignoring the old man's panic, Xue Lan continued, "What Xue Lan knows is not just this."

The woman's voice, like a low whistle, echoed continuously in a small area beneath the Spirit Radiance Tree: "I also know about my master's deceased friend, and I know about the schemes of those in the Upper Realm. Ancestor, how many years have passed, and four players have died. Do you still believe in the Upper Realm?"

Master Linghuang's expression was serious: "This is not something a junior can interfere with."

Xue Lan let out a long "Oh." Then, step by step, she approached Linghuang Zhenren:

"Ning Hongtao of Jiyue Mountain!"

"Yu Changsheng of Bingdeng Academy!"

"From Tushan, Fengdu!"

"Zhao Qingying of Xuanlu!"

With each name the girl uttered, Master Linghuang took a step back, until he was finally forced to retreat until he had nowhere left to go.

Those names were like sharp swords, piercing straight into people's hearts.

Xue Lan smiled and asked, "Has Grandmaster met them?"

Ling Yuanzi's friends, the chess players handpicked by Yuan Ming from the mortal realm, were all exceptionally talented and spirited young men. It was impossible for Master Linghuang not to have met them.

"I have seen."

Xue Lan stopped in her tracks: "Then, Grandmaster, why do you think they died?"

Master Linghuang remained silent.

"Is a small agreement with someone from the upper realm worth risking one's life to fulfill?"

"It's said that he died at the hands of the demons, but Grandmaster knows the truth in his heart, doesn't he? Who would be so idle as to use their Nascent Soul body to fight against a late-stage Nascent Soul Demon Lord?"

Master Linghuang clenched his fists tightly, then relaxed them.

Xue Lan was a little tired, so she sat down directly on the exposed roots of the Spirit Emperor Tree.

"Grandmaster, it's time to wake up from this dream." Xue Lan gave a bitter smile.

"Just like the dream of enlightenment you wove for me."

Master Linghuang looked at Xue Lan as if she were a stranger: "You knew everything?"

"How could I not know!"

Xue Lan spoke calmly.

Before that dream of entering the Dao, Xue Lan hadn't dreamed for nearly two thousand years.

That dream almost made her believe that she was also missing someone, and that she was also searching for her own path.

Later, as she gradually regained her memories of her past life, she realized...

Someone like me hasn't even found my own heart, so what path am I seeking?

"It was my master who asked you to weave this dream for me, right?"

Now that things had come to this point, Master Linghuang knew that concealing the truth was futile, so he slowly nodded.

Xue Lan didn't say anything, and slowly turned and left.

Master Linghuang wanted to call out to her, but he didn't know what to say, so he remained silent in the end.

Xue Lan returned to the bamboo grove courtyard on Jiyuan Peak, and without lighting any lamps, lay down directly in her room.

Xue Tong emerged from her sleeve and cautiously asked, "Xue Lan?"

The person on the bed did not respond.

Undeterred, she called out again, "Xue Lan!"

The person on the bed suddenly laughed.

Xue Tong was a little scared: "Xue Lan?"

As if he had touched a switch, Xue Lan suddenly burst into laughter, and her manic laughter startled Xue Tong.

In the end, amidst the endless darkness, the muffled breaths sounded to Xue Tong more like... crying.

Xue Lan's voice was a little hoarse: "Xiao Tong..."

Xue Tong was at a loss, so she turned into a small ball of light in the dark room and then rushed into Xue Lan's arms with lightning speed.

"Xue Lan..."

She wanted to tell him not to cry, but in the end she didn't say it.

Suddenly, she heard the voice of her inner demon:

"Xue Lan, how does it feel to be successfully outmaneuvered by someone you trust?"

The woman in the sea of ​​consciousness curled her lips into a cold smile.

"Shut up!" Xue Tong retorted directly.

After cursing her inner demons, she cautiously said to Xue Lan, "Xue Lan, don't listen to her nonsense!"

Xue Lan nodded: "Okay!"

……

Xue Lan stayed at the Xuanhuang Sect for two days, spending her days wandering around the various peaks. Perhaps because she had been wandering alone for several years, the elders in the sect were very kind to her, and even the restrictions on Qingyu Peak, which they had always forbidden her from visiting, were lifted by Kong Mingzi.

The middle-aged man took her to the medicinal herb field and personally picked two snow jade ginseng roots for her to eat.

Snow Jade Ginseng is a top-grade medicinal herb with a sweet taste and can be eaten raw.

Kong Mingzi watched Xue Lan sitting by the field, crunching away on a snow jade ginseng, and smiled: "Take some with you when you leave if you like."

Xue Lan felt a chill run down her spine: "Uncle-Master, I still prefer your previous appearance... Please revert to your original state."

So Kongmingzi decided to listen to Xue Lan and try to recover.

Two days later, Xue Lan looked at the two catties of Julan root that her senior uncle had dug for her.

Seeing Xue Lan's troubled expression, Kong Mingzi smiled gently: "Looking at you, you look like your master has died. Just soak it in water and drink it every day."

Xue Lan remained silent.

"Is it not enough? Shall I dig some more for you, Uncle-Master?"

"No, that's enough!"

Seeing the long-lost look of panic on Xue Lan's face, Kong Mingzi smiled with satisfaction.

Xue Lan put the osmanthus cake given by Xu Qinghe, the protective magic treasure given by the headmaster, and the two catties of Julan root given by the master Kongmingzi into the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map, and then stepped into the air and left.

Only after Xue Lan's figure disappeared from the Xuanhuang Cave Heaven did Dao Xuanzi slowly speak:

"Who upset her?"

"I don't know. When I saw it the morning before yesterday, it had an aura of death, and I almost didn't recognize it," Kong Mingzi replied.

"It can't be that he has someone he likes outside..." Daoist Zhuyun seemed to be thinking.

“Master…” Xu Qinghe tugged at her sleeve: “It’s impossible.”

"Alright! She's lively again now. If she's still wearing that sullen face today, I'll get her some Michelia champaca," Kongmingzi said nonchalantly.

Dao Xuanzi joked, "Don't you find it scary to see someone smiling in the afterlife?"

Everyone around fell silent.