Chapter 214

Chapter 214: Yu Zhao Also Regains Her Past Life Memories
The moment Yu Zhao lost consciousness, the Water Mirror Art that Master Qing Yan had cast on her also failed.

Sect Master Ji Yuan stared at the Water Mirror that had gone completely black and stomped his feet in panic as he shouted: “Why is it gone? Qing Yan, what is wrong with you?!”

They could not hear the voice inside Yu Zhao’s Sea of Consciousness, only the words she spoke herself. Things like being obscure and ignored did not sound like anything good.

Now that the Water Mirror Art had suddenly broken, Sect Master Ji Yuan was worried that Yu Zhao had run into some danger she could not handle.

Master Qing Yan’s expression also turned very dark.

Yu Zhao’s true identity had not yet been exposed, yet the plan had been cut off early. Wasn’t he just working hard for nothing, only to let Yu Zhao reap the benefits?

He even began to suspect that Yu Zhao had discovered the tricks he had played, and had chosen this moment on purpose to cut off the Water Mirror Art’s connection with him.

Of course, very few people had a mindset as strange as Master Qing Yan’s. Everyone else was worried about Yu Zhao’s safety.

Splash!

The water churned.

Fang Cheng Lang dragged Su Ming as he limped up onto the shore.

He laid Su Ming flat on the ground. After confirming that he had only fainted from exhaustion, the worry between his brows eased a little.

After feeding Su Ming a pill, he finally started to deal with his own injuries.

Luckily, most of them were only superficial wounds and had not hurt his organs, so he treated them quickly.

About an hour later, Fang Cheng Lang felt much better and began to look around at the desolate world they had entered by accident.

The stone stele not far away immediately caught his attention.

He walked forward and looked up at the huge character “?” carved on it. His eyes were filled with deep confusion.

He asked: “What is fate?”

Fang Cheng Lang had run into the same question as Yu Zhao.

He thought for a while, then answered carefully: “What belongs to the Heavenly Dao is called fate.”

Before his words had even faded, a long sigh echoed in his Sea of Consciousness.

Fang Cheng Lang felt at a loss, but forced himself to stand calmly in place.

A voice spoke in his mind: “Forget it. Since you can see the Stele of Fate, you and I can be considered fated. I will give you a chance.”

Fang Cheng Lang felt his head swell, and many messy fragments suddenly appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

One scene showed Yu Zhao locked in the Black Prison, her face stubborn as she begged him to uphold justice.

Another scene showed Yu Zhao watching sadly as Ye Cong Xin held a pretty lantern.

There was also the scene where he knocked the wooden sword out of Yu Zhao’s hand with one strike.

Fang Cheng Lang’s eyes were full of shock.

These were scenes that had only ever appeared in his dreams. Why were they being poured into his Sea of Consciousness?

He forced himself to endure the fear and kept watching. More and more scenes he had never dreamed of played before his eyes.

So the things that had appeared in his dreams were only a small part of Yu Zhao’s many experiences.

Zhou Jin Yue died. In his grief, Sect Master Ji Yuan suffered heavy damage to his vitality and handed the sect affairs over to the elders. With no one left to protect her, Yu Zhao was bullied again and again in the sect at first, and later her hand was directly broken and she was expelled from the sect.

But even then, those people did not let her go.

They spread rumors about Yu Zhao everywhere, turning her into a public enemy that everyone hated. She never had a peaceful day.

Fang Cheng Lang’s spirit was shaken.

On one hand, he could not believe that their fellow brothers would treat Yu Zhao so cruelly. On the other, he could not connect the submissive Yu Zhao in the images with the cold-faced, cold-hearted Yu Zhao of the present.

Besides, wasn’t that supposed to have been only a prophetic dream? Why did this so-called Stele of Fate also know about it, and in even more detail than he did?

A shocking thought flashed through his mind, but he forced it down.

The scenes moved forward. Yu Zhao came to the Five Elements Dao Sect to expose Ye Cong Xin’s collusion with a Malevolent Spirit. After that, she was pierced through the heart with one sword by her master, Master Qing Yan.

Watching Yu Zhao cough blood and fall to the ground, Fang Cheng Lang felt deep grief, but also a huge sense of absurdity.

Why had no one checked Yu Zhao’s words before rushing to put her to death?

Even if she really had slandered Ye Cong Xin out of jealousy, that was not a crime that deserved death.

The Five Elements Dao Sect was the number one sect in the Cultivation World. Its disciples had grown up on orthodox teachings. How had they become false gentlemen who only talked about virtue and morality?

[No.]

[None of this is right!]

[Something must have gone wrong somewhere!]

Fang Cheng Lang forced himself to keep watching, and sure enough, he found something strange.

Yu Zhao had a Water Spiritual Root and amazing comprehension. She could infer many things from one point. After she made up for her weak Dao Foundation, her cultivation progressed at a terrifying speed. Fang Cheng Lang could completely understand and accept that.

But Ye Cong Xin, whose talent and comprehension were both lacking, actually surpassed all the fellow disciples who had become famous when they were young. She left them far behind and was the first to reach the threshold of the Divine Transformation Stage.

Meanwhile, their senior and junior brothers all stalled out. Lan Zi Yu even failed many times trying to break through to Nascent Soul, becoming a joke in the Cultivation World.

Could it be that the talk about a Malevolent Spirit was not just empty rumors?

Fang Cheng Lang’s body could not help but tremble.

He started watching the people who were closest to Ye Cong Xin and soon found a pattern.

After spending some time with Ye Cong Xin, that person’s luck would always decline, just like being stuck with a walking jinx.

So Ye Cong Xin really could steal other people’s fortune!

The truth he had proved with his own eyes left Fang Cheng Lang reeling.

Yu Zhao had been right!

From the very start, she had noticed that something was wrong with Ye Cong Xin and had tried many ways to warn them. But no one believed her.

They cursed her, tormented her, and in the end, killed her.

Tears rolled down Fang Cheng Lang’s face.

His heart hurt so much it went numb.

The scenes kept playing.

As time passed, more and more people noticed that something was wrong with Ye Cong Xin. But by then, she had already replaced Master Qing Yan as the foremost Divine Transformation expert.

The high monks of Clarity Sound Temple tried to work together to save her, but in the end, she wiped out their temple instead.

From then on, she stood at the very top of the Cultivation World. She no longer hid her true nature and wildly plundered all kinds of heaven-and-earth treasures.

Greenwood Sect, Heavenly Sword Sect, Wen Ding Pavilion…

Her footsteps spread across the entire Cultivation World, and no one dared say a word against her.

The last scene showed Ye Cong Xin, carrying countless treasures, breaking through Divine Transformation and ascending to the Upper Realm. They stood like walking corpses in the ruined Cultivation World, and every face looked completely burned out.

[It hurt!]

[It hurt too much!]

Fang Cheng Lang clutched his chest and knelt on the ground. He had bitten down so hard that his mouth was full of the taste of blood.

He could no longer lie to himself that this was only a prophetic dream.

It was very likely his shameful, foolish, and powerless past life!

He had been treated like a fool and toyed with in the palm of Ye Cong Xin’s hand, and he had even gotten the person who loved him most killed.

Fang Cheng Lang wished he could strangle his past self.

He whispered, “Little Six, thank goodness Little Six is still alive…” but his voice suddenly stopped, and the heartstring that had just relaxed snapped tight again.

Up until Ye Cong Xin officially joined Lone Moon Peak, things had developed exactly the same way as in his past life. All the changes had started when Yu Zhao entered the Black Prison.

She had admitted her mistake early and was released after being locked up for only one day. Then she began to slowly distance herself from her senior and junior brothers. Later, in Dragon Roar Valley, she had saved Zhou Jin Yue, who had planned to self-detonate to cover the retreat of their fellow disciples.

All signs pointed to one thing.

Yu Zhao also had the memories of her past life.