Chapter 491: The Story of Hua Yun

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Chapter 173 The Story of Hua Yun

After a long time, Li Qingshan met General Bai again.

This Big Brother, who had been very friendly to him after he entered the Immortal Plane.

He had unexpectedly fallen but was now resurrected and saw Li Qingshan and Chu Xiangyu.

“Big Brother, Little Brother Li…” General Bai was surprised and pleasantly surprised. He touched his body in disbelief that he was alive again.

Moreover, Big Brother and Little Brother Li were also there.

Li Qingshan and Chu Xiangyu exchanged a glance and smiled. Then, Chu Xiangyu told General Bai everything.

After General Bai heard this, he felt as if a lifetime had passed.

All of this was too surreal.

Big Brother hadn’t died but had broken through to the Emperor Realm and entered the legendary and mysterious Venerable Realm.

And Little Brother Li was also in the Venerable Realm. This was too surreal.

“Big Brother Bai, you and Chu Xiangyu should first get used to this era. We will have plenty of opportunities to talk in the future.” Li Qingshan knew that General Bai was very confused right now, so he did not disturb him. He left with Hua Yun.

Chu Xiangyu and General Bai watched Li Qingshan leave and began to talk to each other, feeling very emotional.

The flames of war had subsided in the universe, and everything had returned to peace.

The previous battle, no matter how fierce, had shattered countless stars. Yet in the vast universe, it was just an insignificant drop in the ocean.

Li Qingshan, accompanied by Hua Yun, passed through the Fourth World and saw the devastation left by the war.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan saw familiar figures.

The Central Jade Emperor and the Ziwei Emperor.

These two Emperors, in their ultimate sublimation, had matched the Venerable in a brief moment, contributing their final strength. Now, they had fallen to the Fourth World, lying under a huge ancient tree, barely alive.

Their time was running out.

Neither of them struggled, lying together, calmly awaiting death.

Their bodies had burned out after the ultimate sublimation, and their power dissipated, leaving them utterly wasted.

Only faint souls remained, communicating.

“The past is like smoke; looking back now, we might have truly made mistakes,” the Jade Emperor sighed.

“Yes, we won the war they had always longed for. But unfortunately, they can’t see it.” The Ziwei Emperor regretted deeply.

Once, he had strongly opposed the new Celestial Court following the old path of the Ancient Celestial Court. Since childhood, he had witnessed countless experts’ failures among the stars. He didn’t believe that his few brothers could succeed, so he had always firmly opposed it.

For this reason, differences in ideals led to a cold war among the brothers.

Later, one by one, they charged at the dam at the end of their lives, shaking the Fourth World.

There was no turning back.

The Jade Emperor and Ziwei Emperor hadn’t participated, and now, looking back, they deeply regretted it.

At the end of their lives, they finally saw themselves clearly.

“The once-brothers who fell here, now we too fall in this Fourth World. Our era has completely ended,” the Jade Emperor said with a light laugh, accepting his impending fate with tranquility.

“Life is like a journey against the current; I am also a traveler. After traveling for half a lifetime, it is time to stop.” The Ziwei Emperor’s last primordial spirit dissipated into a wisp of smoke after these words, disappearing into the universe.

Seeing this, the Jade Emperor willingly closed his eyes, letting the falling petals accompany the Ziwei Emperor, taking the glory and loneliness of their era with them, and disappearing together.

Li Qingshan witnessed this scene and walked over, filled with emotion.

He hadn’t expected that at the critical moment of this battle, the Ziwei Emperor and the Jade Emperor would come.

Back in the Emperor Space, when he met these two Emperors, they had been mired in the obscurity of their old age, unable to extricate themselves, drifting aimlessly day by day.

He hadn’t expected that when this battle arrived, they could still awaken, and instead of lingering, they sublimated to their utmost, declaring their strong return.

They were geniuses once too!

Had the times been better, they would have undoubtedly broken through to the Venerable.

But the times did not favor them.

Yet, in their ultimate sublimation, they could still fight the Venerable.

In this battle, there were the Buddha and the Demon of yesteryear, the heirs of the Kunlun Immortal from the Ancient Celestial Court, the two Emperors of the new Celestial Court, and rising stars like Li Qingshan and Chu Xiangyu.

The accumulation of the Immortal Plane over millions of years, several generations joining hands, had broken this shackle, opening a new vista for the future of the Immortal Plane.

Now they had fallen, taking their era with them, vanishing before the eyes of the world. Li Qingshan buried the two Emperors under this ancient tree.

Two lonely graves, without tombstones, Li Qingshan stood before them, deeply moved.

They had once been all-powerful, their brotherhood, and their ideals had been different. Now, they had vanished into thin air and were sealed in history.

Apart from Li Qingshan, no one knew what these figures had experienced back then.

Hua Yun looked at Li Qingshan’s upright back and slightly melancholic aura, thinking of the difficulties he had faced over the years. She gently leaned against his back and softly asked, “Are you sad?”

“No, I’m just very emotional. From now on, we must cherish our time together, communicate immediately if there’s a problem, and not have disagreements or part ways easily,” Li Qingshan said firmly, holding Hua Yun’s tender hand.

Because you never know if this parting will be forever.

Back in the Emperor Space, the Emperors of the Celestial Court wouldn’t have known that after that time, they would never be together again.

Until today, their era ended, with regrets unfulfilled.

“Yes.” Hua Yun nodded, agreeing with Li Qingshan.

“Later, we’ll go to the Immortal Plane. I’ve found Hua Xiangrong; she is doing well now,” Li Qingshan said, turning to Hua Yun.

Hua Yun looked at Li Qingshan in surprise. “Really?”

In her previous life, Hua Yun was the Flower Immortal, and Hua Xiangrong was the best flower by her side. When she embarked on the Supreme Path, she brought Hua Xiangrong with her.

In this life, Hua Yun and Hua Xiangrong were twins, sharing a blood bond.

Hua Yun had always worried about Hua Xiangrong, but she couldn’t leave her responsibilities behind to inherit everything from her previous life.

Now, hearing that Hua Xiangrong was fine, she sighed in relief and looked at Li Qingshan with eyes full of warmth.

This man was truly wonderful.

“Soon you’ll be able to see Hua Xiangrong. She calls me brother-in-law so smoothly. It’s a pity that you’ve been absent as her sister. You’ll have to make it up to me later,” Li Qingshan said warmly, looking at Hua Yun.

His tender affection made Hua Yun feel deeply valued, a feeling she cherished.

Hua Yun said nothing, simply snuggled into Li Qingshan’s arms, hugging him tightly and sweetly saying, “I want to go to the Celestial Court now to see Hua Xiangrong.”

Li Qingshan looked into the distance and said, “Not now, I have something to do first.”

Hua Yun asked curiously, “What do you need to do?”

“I need to find the Demon Frog!”

“This world beyond the universe, the Demon Frog must know about it. I need to find out!” Li Qingshan said firmly.

Hearing this, Hua Yun lifted her head and said, “That’s important to understand. In my previous life, I only reached the Supreme Path and knew nothing beyond that.”

“Can you tell me about the Supreme Path?” Li Qingshan asked, looking down at Hua Yun.

“Sure, although there’s not much to say. When I went to the Supreme Path, Amitabha took me there. He swept through, defeating the geniuses of the heavens and realms with his demon-subduing wand, quickly reaching the depths of the Supreme Path.”

“But then, he planted my true form in a place, saying it would nourish me, and disappeared for a thousand years. When he returned, his wand was cracked, and he was severely injured. I was very worried and asked what had happened,” Hua Yun recounted.

“Wait, your true form? Aren’t you made of flesh and blood?” Li Qingshan asked curiously.

The Flower Immortal was discovered among the flowers, raised by many families, as a human child. How could she have a true form?

“My situation is complicated. I once believed I was abandoned, a real human child with exceptional talent. But when I met Amitabha, who had just attained enlightenment, he saw through my essence at a glance—I was a blooming flower.”

“I didn’t believe it at first, but Amitabha drew my true form from my body, and seeing that beautiful flower, I believed it. I wasn’t abandoned; I was a naturally born flower among the blossoms,” Hua Yun said softly, hugging Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan held her gently and firmly, saying, “Continue, I want to know about your past.”

Encouraged, Hua Yun continued, “After Amitabha revealed my true form, I followed him, learning many things. He taught me tirelessly without asking me to join Buddhist sects. Later, he established Buddhism, gave me a name, and under his guidance, I grew stronger quickly.”

“Then, the Supreme Path appeared!”

“I hadn’t planned to enter the Supreme Path. At that time, I was only at the peak of the Emperor realm, far behind Amitabha. But he said I should go, and took me to the Supreme Path.”

“On the Supreme Path, Buddha always looked after me, until one day, we found a relic. There, he saw a clear spring and placed my true form in it to take root.”

“Then, Amitabha asked me to guard the place while he went to confirm something. I waited for a thousand years.”

“A thousand years later, Buddha returned, covered in wounds. His first words were to send me away from the Supreme Path and return when it reopened.”

“Thus, I was sent out, but due to the haste, Buddha separated me from my true form, causing my primordial spirit to wither quickly, forcing me to reincarnate.”

Hua Yun briefly shared her story with Li Qingshan.

After listening, Li Qingshan’s confusion cleared. He exclaimed, “So your true form is still on the Supreme Path?”

“Yes, in that relic on the Supreme Path,” Hua Yun nodded.

“Then when I enter the Supreme Path, I will retrieve it for you,” Li Qingshan promised, keeping this task in mind.

“But why did Buddha want you to leave the Supreme Path?” Li Qingshan asked curiously.

“I don’t know, he didn’t say. He just gave me something to take out,” Hua Yun shook her head.

“What was it?” Li Qingshan asked.

“A blue orb, like it held a world of water. Unfortunately, I lost it during my reincarnation,” Hua Yun sighed.

Li Qingshan’s expression turned odd.

Was this orb the same as the one Hua Xiangrong had?