Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2479 Goddess

Cold fingers touched Ying Baoyue's cheek.

She raised her head, and the woman in black standing next to her reached out her hand and wiped away the tears from the girl's cheeks bit by bit.

"Bao Yue," Teng Snake looked at her. No human emotions could be seen in his snake-like vertical pupils, but it was even more heartbreaking.

He held the girl in his arms and patted her back gently, "Don't cry."

"Teng Snake."

Ying Baoyue hugged the cold body back, which had a familiar smell from her childhood, "Why is Master so stupid?"

"Teng Snake."

"Why would she think that a place without Lin Shubai would be home to me?"

“It’s really cruel.”

She did survive and had a new life.

But no matter which world she was in, she couldn't find that person.

Teng She's body froze when she heard this. Snakes don't have tears, and she didn't know how to comfort the girl in her arms. She could only gently touch Ying Baoyue's hair.

"I don't think she did it on purpose."

"Don't blame yourself, and don't blame her."

"Even if he lost half of his power, Shu Bai would not have left this world if he hadn't been attacked by someone else."

That's right.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, raised his head and calmed his breathing.

She has not yet found the enemy who killed her master.

Ying Baoyue picked up the bamboo slips and stroked the four words "Turns out it was him" with his fingertips.

  Who is this “he”?

The "he" in the characters on the Shanhai Continent is gender-neutral, but this is not the case in the characters in the world where Lin Shubai was born.

So it can be concluded that this "he" is a man.

It turned out to be him, which meant that this person was someone Lin Shubai had known for a long time.

It could even be someone you know very well.

Ying Baoyue's heart began to turn cold.

"Teng Snake," Ying Baoyue asked, "Who was the one who took your wings away? Did you see clearly at the time?"

Tengshe shook his head. "I was just suddenly wrapped in a ball of black mud while I was sleeping. When I realized it, I was already split into two parts."

  The Suzaku God who was listening nearby gasped. What kind of evil magic was this that could separate the gods from the source of his own power with just a ball of black mud?

"Come to think of it, the black mud that eroded Yinglong was also that kind of thing. What on earth is that?" Zhuque frowned. "Tengshe, why didn't you become an evil god?"

After being soaked in the black mud, Yinglong was completely transformed into an evil being, but Tengshe looked very normal at this time. Zhuque had just observed him for a long time and found that he was not pretending.

Tengshe and Ying Baoyue looked at each other and said, "I did lose consciousness once, but after I met Baoyue at the bottom of the tiankeng, my original consciousness was awakened."

"But I am different from Yinglong. Although the black mud wants to invade my body, it has never been able to do so."

  What's the point of this?

Zhuque frowned, and at this moment some details suddenly came to his mind.

"Come to think of it, Baoyue, you seem to be resistant to the black mud." Before, when they were in the Xiling Snow Mountain, the black mud would only retreat when it touched Ying Baoyue.

"I don't know why, but it seems to be so."

Ying Baoyue said, "Half of my soul was imprisoned under the Zen temple and soaked in a pool of black mud for eight years, but I was not corroded."

"Soaked in a pool of water for eight years? Wait..."

Suzaku suddenly realized something.

This doesn't sound like using black mud to corrode Ying Baoyue, but rather like...

Ying Baoyue glanced at the thoughtful young man in red and understood what Zhuque was thinking.

Although he was disguised as a teenager, he was already many years old. He was a truly knowledgeable ancestor of this continent and certainly understood the dark side of this continent.

"You think that this is not like the black mud is corroding me, but it is like my soul is producing this black mud, right?"

The young man in red looked serious and nodded.

Although it sounds cruel and perverted, just like the curse and the formation, where there is light there is darkness. Lin Baoyue was born at level six. He was the most gifted practitioner on this continent, and his soul was extremely pure.

The more extremely pure the soul is, the more evil things it can produce.

"It is indeed possible," Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, "I have also guessed so."

The person who killed her eight years ago certainly didn't want to just kill her, otherwise there would be no need to imprison her soul in a coffin and curse her to eternal damnation.

The divine soul belongs to the soul of a practitioner, while her spirit belongs to the soul of the ordinary person she originally was.

What Lin Shubai sent away was her soul as an ordinary person, and her spirit was left forever on the Shanhai Continent.

The reason why the other party wanted to imprison her soul was naturally to make her soul useful.

Of course, the power of the black mud could not have all come from her. The black mud had already existed before she was killed.

But her soul probably strengthened the power of the black mud, acting like a medicine inducer.

She, her master, and Teng Snake all share the same power. If part of the power of the black mud really comes from her soul, then it can explain why the black mud cannot cause fatal damage to her and Teng Snake.

"Baoyue, have you got back your past soul?" asked the Vermillion Bird God with a frown.

Ying Baoyue shook his head, "There's still a quarter left."

At the beginning, she took back a quarter from Xu Bingqing and half from the underground of the Zen temple, but the whereabouts of the remaining quarter of the soul were unknown.

The last quarter of her soul was also related to the most important memory before her death.

"Then can you successfully break through to the second level?"

The Vermillion Bird God frowned as he looked at Ying Baoyue who was sitting at the table holding a bamboo slip.

He had never seen such a strange process of breaking through the realm.

"can."

Ying Baoyue stood up holding the bamboo slips, put his hand on his chest, and glanced at Zhuque, "Lord God, don't forget that I am not a fire mage in this life."

"Baoyue, you..."

The red-clothed boy was stunned. "Did you... notice it?"

"Yes," Ying Baoyue nodded, "I noticed it when I broke through to the Heavenly Stage last time."

She lost part of her soul, but there was an extra part in her body that did not belong to her.

This part of existence made her a water mage. When she was in Nanchu, she barely broke through and her ruptured meridians were healed thanks to this part of existence.

The healing of meridians is a power that belongs only to the gods, but she has only realized it now.

  The Vermillion Bird God suddenly realized something. It hadn't been that long since Ying Baoyue had broken through. Was it half a month? Or less than ten days?

Even if he had experienced a breakthrough to the second level in his previous life, it was still too risky to break through again in such a short time interval.

"Baoyue, why don't you wait a little longer? It's too dangerous. You..."

"I won't wait."

Ying Baoyue interrupted the young man in red and stood up holding the bamboo slips.

"I can't leave all the dangers to Aji, Jiashu, Mei Niang and the others."

"Teng Snake," Ying Baoyue raised his head and looked into the eyes of the woman in black, "I want to live."

"I want to find the person who killed my master."

Tengshe reached out and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, with a complicated look in his eyes, "I believe you can do it."

Ying Baoyue held the bamboo slips with a slight smile on his face.

"Baoyue, wait..."

Zhuque didn't finish his words. He stretched out his hand to keep her, but he only had time to see the girl's back.

The next moment, Ying Baoyue broke the illusion and walked out.

The moment she walked out, she became a goddess.

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