Chapter 140: The Lost Aurora

"How could it be a thousand years?" You Xiyue's Yueying Sword materialized instantly, and accompanied by a thunderclap, it thrust straight toward Wulan's chest. "Wasn't it only sixteen years?"

Looking at the Yueying Sword piercing his chest, Wulan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You're lying!! How could it possibly be only sixteen years?! I don't believe it!!"

"Yet, this is the truth." The Yueying Sword gripped in You Xiyue's hand drove a fraction deeper.

At this moment, the distance between You Xiyue and Wulan was a mere inch, and a hint of anger finally surfaced in You Xiyue's eyes. "Song Bai sacrificed two-thirds of her lifespan to alter the memories of all of you."

"Impossible!!" Wulan found it utterly impossible to accept this reality.

Could it be that he and the old fogies of the Profound Realm could be so easily manipulated by that naive little girl who had always been completely worldly-wise?

"Nothing is impossible." With a burst of strength, You Xiyue pulled out the Yueying Sword.

Wulan spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at the bloody, mangled black hole in the center of his chest.

"How could she possibly have the ability to do such a thing?!"

You Xiyue looked at Wulan's frantic appearance, an indescribable feeling washing over her heart. "She indeed did not, but the clan spirit of the Fuzhu Clan could."

"The clan spirit of the Fuzhu Clan?!" Wulan spat out another mouthful of blood, his body sinking downward bit by bit. "Why would even that old monster help you? This shouldn't be..."

"Are you saying it should have helped the person behind the scenes who was truly plotting against the Fuzhu Clan?" You Xiyue looked at Wulan in disappointment. "After all this time, you still haven't awakened; you truly haven't made a single bit of progress. No wonder you were so easily deceived by Song Bai."

The moment Wulan collapsed completely to the ground, Yun Xiling flew forward and bound him tightly.

"What do you want to do?" Wulan looked at You Xiyue in terror. "If you're going to kill me, just make it quick and give me a swift end!!"

You Xiyue shook her head, clenched her fist, and then relaxed it again. "I promised Song Bai that I would spare your life."

Wulan froze for a moment, then burst into wild laughter, laughter so fierce that tears spilled from his eyes. "Her?! Does she want to keep me alive just to make me endure back every single bit of the torture she suffered at my hands??"

You Xiyue closed her eyes, as if struggling to calm her emotions.

Hearing what Wulan said, she guessed that Song Bai must have endured extremely cruel treatment, and that person was none other than the older brother she had relied on since childhood.

Yun Xiling brought Wulan to You Xiyue's side, and You Xiyue struck a heavy blow to the back of Wulan's neck.

Wulan passed out instantly.

As Wulan lost consciousness, the immortals in the Immortal Realm who had been controlled by his illusionary arts also snapped back to complete clarity.

Looking at the scene before them, some covered their faces and wept bitterly, while others clutched their heads and screamed in horror.

Severed limbs and broken arms were scattered almost everywhere, and some even grew despairing and reckless, wanting to swing their swords to take their own lives.

The heavenly tribulation slowly dissipated alongside Wulan's fainting.

Fortunately, it was only a few decades' worth of ancient curses, which she could still handle; otherwise, she feared she really would have perished here.

She had already resolved two heavenly tribulations, leaving five remaining.

"I'll make it in time."

You Xiyue secretly strengthened her resolve within her heart.

Suddenly remembering something, she turned her head to look toward her bedroom and sighed.

"Come out."

Junyang scratched his forehead, pushing open the door and stepping out from You Xiyue's bedroom, the worry on his face not yet faded.

Looking at Wulan, who was bound by Yun Xiling and unconscious at You Xiyue's feet, Junyang asked, "What should be done with him?"

"Cripple his cultivation, cleanse his memories."

You Xiyue replied indifferently.

Junyang frowned, still somewhat concerned. "Are you going to keep him by your side?"

You Xiyue nudged Wulan with her foot. "We're still lacking a mount, aren't we?"

"..." Junyang gave You Xiyue a tangled look, muttering inwardly, *When on earth do you ever need a mount?* Yet he offered no rebuttal. After all, since the little ancestor had made a promise to someone else, he knew You Xiyue would certainly fulfill it. "Then what about those people in the Immortal Realm..."

You Xiyue hesitated for a moment, raising her eyes to look at Junyang.

Junyang instantly understood what You Xiyue meant.

"Don't you worry, that old monster of my family will have no problem handling it."

You Xiyue's lips pressed into a tight straight line, her mood complex. "You know that's not what I meant."

Junyang nodded. "I understand, I understand. You're afraid that the Tengshe Clan will draw too much attention and bring about massive trouble. But here in the Immortal Realm, nothing major will go wrong."

You Xiyue remained somewhat uneasy. "I'll think of another way."

Junyang had already produced the Tengshe Clan token and smiled. "If you think of anything else, the outside world will only become more chaotic."

With that, he flew up into the sky, blue light continuously flashing in his eyes.

The Tengshe Clan token was fixed in midair.

The Tengshe Clan spirit let out a roar, its massive body covering half of the Immortal Realm.

It seemed to realize just how dire the current situation was as well.

For once, it refrained from complaining that Junyang was using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

At the same time the Tengshe Clan spirit flew out, You Xiyue also soared into the sky.

A powerful protective array formed, vast enough to envelop the entire Immortal Realm.

This protective array consumed a vast amount of her spiritual energy, making her complexion look even more ghastly.

The people of the Immortal Realm were all plunged into a daze in an instant.

Upon hearing the second roar of the Tengshe Clan spirit, they fainted one after another.

Looking at the tragic, desolate state of the Immortal Realm below, a trace of anger welled up in Junyang's heart.

Probing with divine sense and witnessing it with one's own eyes still carried a vastly different impact.

The Tengshe Clan spirit had flown back into the family token, thoroughly exhausted from completing its task.

Junyang also appeared significantly haggard, as if affected by the ordeal.

"Even though they've forgotten now, what about this current state of affairs..."

Junyang surveyed the blood-stained streets, asking somewhat powerlessly.

Before You Xiyue could reply, the Aurora within the Immortal Realm's courtyard suddenly emanated a powerful aura.

A layer of ice crept out from the stone table inside the house, spreading bit by bit toward the outside.

Until the entire Immortal Realm was frozen over.

The Immortal Realm completely transformed into a snowy domain.

Even the sky began to drift with snowflakes.

You Xiyue looked toward the indoor space with perplexity.

Then she looked up at the sky, raised her hand, and caught a falling snowflake.

Seeing You Xiyue's tightly furrowed brows and her face full of anxiety, Junyang couldn't help but ask, "What is it? Isn't this quite good now? The blood has all been covered up, the people have forgotten what happened, and with the help and treatment of the Alchemist Association, the Immortal Realm can still be considered a normal Immortal Realm."

"The Immortal Realm is a normal Immortal Realm, but this snow doesn't look like normal snow." You Xiyue's pupils suddenly shrank, and she flew rapidly toward the bedroom of the Immortal Realm's courtyard.

Before Junyang could follow You Xiyue into the room, he heard the sound of the indoor stone table shattering.

That pristine stone table had been smashed to pieces by a single punch from You Xiyue.

Junyang rushed inside in a panic. "What's wrong? Why are you so furious?!"

"The Aurora has been taken away by someone!!" The anger in You Xiyue's eyes was already difficult to conceal.

"The Aurora..." Because the entire Immortal Realm was currently covered in an ice layer formed by the Aurora, Junyang hadn't noticed its absence for a moment.

"How could that be possible??" Junyang's face was plastered with shock. "Who could possibly take away the Aurora right under your nose, little ancestor?"

"Meow!" Answering Junyang was the cry of a cat.

You Xiyue and Junyang turned their heads back and saw Xueyu walking through the door, with a slip of paper stuck to its body.

You Xiyue made a beckoning motion, and the slip of paper on Xueyu's body flew off and landed in her palm.

Written upon it quite brazenly were the words: "Trade this cat to get it back."

"!!!!" You Xiyue crumpled the slip of paper into a tight ball and flung it out the door.