Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1243 - 814: Three Years in a Great Dream (Part 2)

Chapter 1243: Chapter 814: Three Years in a Great Dream (Part 2)

The Taiyin Emperor’s face was somewhat ugly and cold, casting a sideways glance at Jun He, he spoke: "What did he say to you? To make you so concerned with chaos, the soul body that was finally glued stable, do you want it to fall apart again?"

Amidst the harsh rebuke of the Taiyin Emperor, Baili An barely stabilized his mind, knowing full well that regret was useless at this moment.

Everything has its destiny, if not for the death in Chaotic Netherworld Valley pushing the memories of the past, how would he remember everything, remember her again.

Baili An closed his eyes, then reopened them, the turmoil and chaotic emotions in his gaze forced down and smoothed out.

The deep black eyes returned to their usual clear and moist color.

"Senior Brother." He spoke again.

"Yes, Young Master." Jun He bowed again.

Baili An said: "Two hundred years ago, I couldn’t cultivate the Tianxi Swordsmanship, my spirit root aptitude was ordinary, was this due to your handiwork?"

Jun He felt deeply guilty, not daring to hide anything: "Yes, back then the prophecy said, a new three sons of Heavenly Dao were about to be born.

There were even prophecies saying, among the three, one will someday in the distant future, at the change of the stars, become the new Emperor of the Immortal World.

Back then, my subordinates invited three strands of Black String Karma Water from the Demon Prison, intending to plant them separately in Young Master, Su Jing, and Yin Baishuang.

Unfortunately, I missed the birth date of Yin Baishuang, only planted two strands of Karma Water.

But my subordinates strive for reliability, so I continued to hide in the Tianxi Sword Sect for sixteen years.

Sixteen years later, finally waited for the opportunity for Young Master to go down the mountain, hence secretly lured Young Master, to go to Beiliao Town, fall into the pig demon’s plot, and forge a connection with Yin Baishuang.

Sure enough, Young Master did form a bond with Miss Yin, and later, due to your marriage contract with Taixuan, led to various conflicts thereafter.

My subordinates secretly pushed things along, using Taiyuan as a pawn, causing your death.

Thus, the Three Sects were superficially united yet secretly divided, falling apart, Miss Yin because of the Heart Demon Oath, could never transcend tribulation to become an immortal.

And Su Jing’s Daoist Lotus turned black, heart gave rise to a demon seed, became demonized, it was only a matter of time.

In this way... the future Emperor, naturally fades away in the historical torrent. This is... truly reliable."

But no one expected Baili An to become a corpse demon and return reborn.

The well-calculated Zangxin, ultimately involved Jun He in the game.

The Taiyin Emperor could no longer listen, almost had the urge to kill Jun He.

In the Nine Nethers, how could he foresee, his dear grandson, still in the womb, was already targeted for manipulation of life.

Black String Karma Water, plot of emotional murder.

Malicious, truly so malicious!

Baili An asked again: "Does this have anything to do with the Demon Lord?"

Jun He sharply raised his eyes, looking at Baili An very seriously, said: "Yes!"

"Those three strands of Black String Karma Water were bestowed upon me by the Demon Lord."

Baili An frowned, expression puzzled: "Now my memory is fully restored, from childhood to adulthood, without omission, but in my memory, I have no interaction with the Demon Lord."

Upon hearing the words Demon Lord, the Taiyin Emperor’s eyelids twitched violently but remained silent.

"This matter also puzzled me." Jun He was confused: "By common sense, the Demon Lord shouldn’t know the Young Master, but two hundred years ago, her killing intent towards Young Master was real, and her obsession was not false.

What’s more baffling is, after Young Master’s death, the Demon Lord secretly dispatched someone heavy with the Central Netherworld, to steal Young Master’s coffin, attempting to bring it back to the Demon World to be stored in the Netherworld Palace."

Baili An’s mouth twitched slightly, this kind of bizarre quirk, seemed to be indeed the sort of thing that Demon Lord Arao could do.

"But the Demon Lord probably didn’t anticipate, at that time her head was sealed in the Red Flame Quicksand Land, unable to move freely, the tomb robbers she dispatched, although of the Demon Clan, in the process of theft, coveted the treasure within the coffin, attempting to claim it as their own.

In the struggle, they ended up destroying each other, the coffin also got lost, its whereabouts unknown, two hundred years later, Young Master was born, only then was it known to be lost in the Demon Cave."

After regaining memory, everything made sense, but only Demon Lord Arao’s affair didn’t add up.

Baili An said: "I hope that Senior Brother can record the various deeds of the Demon Lord in a book. I need to slowly contemplate them.

Also, two hundred years ago, in Guangmeng City, there was a murder by a small ghost. One of the two little ghosts was the child of the Second Senior Sister, and the origin of the other little ghost is unknown...

Upon mentioning this matter, the pain and self-hatred in Jun He’s eyes intensified dramatically.

If not for the current mental control by Baili An, making him deeply understand his mission, leaving him no right to die, he might have done the unthinkable by drawing his sword to slit his own throat.

His chest heaved violently, as he punched the ground fiercely, gritting his teeth with a grinding sound:

"I am a despicable scoundrel who is beyond redemption. I deserve to die thousands of times; even the most gruesome death wouldn’t be enough to cleanse my sins!"

No one could have foretold that Zangxin, who had done evil with no intention of stopping, would one day sincerely repent.

He lifted his reddened eyes and said, "The other little ghost... is my child."

Having fought several rounds with Zangxin and knowing his habits well, Baili An wasn’t surprised upon hearing these words.

In contrast, Taiyin Emperor’s expression immediately turned cold, his eyes filled with shock and disgust, as if looking at a repulsive insect:

"Even your own flesh and blood you could harm, Zangxin, Zangxin, your name is indeed fitting. You are not just heartless, your heart is in the mud, already decayed and blackened, stinking unbearably!"

The ’virtue persona’ guided out by Baili An was simply in agony under the harsh reprimand from the Taiyin Emperor, feeling even more like a beast rather than human.

Shame, self-loathing, coldness, fear, darkness, all these emotions that could never sprout in Zangxin’s heart flooded in, forming an immense guilt nearly engulfing him.

Jun He, while collapsing, painfully revealing his most filthy and despicable past misdeeds.

Using the knife of words, he cut himself clean, revealing the rotten flesh, dissecting the perfect facade of a gentleman and immortals to show the vile black heart, offering it to Baili An to see.

He had been fully exposed under the glaring sun. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

He had no secrets left in front of Baili An.

Finally, exhausted from self-dissection, Jun He tremblingly pulled out a blue-covered record book from his bosom.

"Young Master, in this notebook, I have personally compiled and recorded a list over the past few days.

These are spies of the Demon Clan, disguised as cultivators and active in the Mortal World. Jun He impudently attempts to cleanse the Mortal World with his sinful, tainted body."

Baili An accepted this extremely important record book and glanced sideways at the Taiyin Emperor: "Grandfather."

Taiyin Emperor’s face was indifferent: "He harmed my great-grandson so miserably, I wouldn’t be exaggerating by tossing him into the Eighteen Layers of Hell several times. But... considering he is your person, I shall not trouble him."

Jun He’s entry into the Nine Nethers was a secret operation, meant to deceive Zangxin, and first to deceive the world.

Should Zangxin awaken and suddenly find himself missing an arm, how could he not grow suspicious?

Though Taiyin Emperor desired nothing more than to kill Zangxin on sight.

Yet through this conversation, he realized the significant role Zangxin, who could be used by his great-grandson, might play in this Mortal World situation.

Zangxin could not be killed, and Jun He, must not die either.

Taiyin Emperor casually lifted his finger, and the severed limb floated up from the ground, infused with terrifying soul power, transforming into strands of light, and restored autonomously, merging with the severed shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, the severed arm was regenerated.

"Next, it’s time to think about how to resurrect the great-grandson of yours."

After settling Jun He, Taiyin Emperor said thus.

Reviving from death, turning yin to yang, was not a hard task for him.

Baili An asked: "How do I need to cooperate."

Taiyin Emperor smiled slightly and said: "It’s simple, just sleep."

It indeed sounded simple, Baili An had no doubts, letting his soul scatter into the firelight, his consciousness receding into slumber.

And with this sleep, seasons changed, until the slumber grew into another three years.