Chapter 232

Chapter 232: I Am You, and You Are Me
“Shui Qing Yue.” Master Qing Yan murmured softly.

In an instant, the sea of consciousness surged with wind and clouds. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, and it faintly showed signs of collapsing.

The other Master Qing Yan was shocked when he saw this. He struck his palm toward Master Qing Yan and forcefully pulled him out of his memories.

He said: “Your sea of consciousness is still unstable. You should not think too much.”

He had finally come to a world where Yu Zhao existed. He would not miss this heaven-sent chance.

His eyes flickered as he called back the half of the memories in Master Qing Yan’s body that had not yet been digested.

He said: “In short, Yu Zhao is pure and kind. Everything that happened before was because Ye Cong Xin was secretly making trouble. I want you to treat Yu Zhao well, restore her status as your personal disciple, and kill Ye Cong Xin.”

Master Qing Yan held back his anxiety and said coldly: “Yu Zhao has already betrayed the sect. There is no turning back.”

“If you had not always favored Ye Cong Xin, how would someone as gentle and kind as her be willing to betray the sect? You are the one who drove her away!”

“Gentle and kind?”

Master Qing Yan really could not connect those four words with Yu Zhao.

Stubborn, rebellious, wild, and untamed.

That was Yu Zhao.

“That is not the real Yu Zhao. You forced her onto the Ruthless Dao that cuts off feelings and love. You should atone for that!”

“Ridiculous.”

Master Qing Yan’s face was as cold as frost.

“To make a dignified Divine Transformation cultivator apologize to a brat is simply laughable.” His eyes suddenly turned sharp. “Besides, compared to you, I have already been merciful. If I must atone, then what should you do?”

The other Master Qing Yan’s expression turned ashen, and he was left speechless.

“On account of us coming from the same source, I will not argue with you. Go back at once.”

Although the other soul also belonged to him, keeping that soul there still made Master Qing Yan feel as if his privacy had been invaded.

Only his own soul could remain in his sea of consciousness.

As for this Shui Qing Yue the other soul had mentioned, once he woke up, he would have people investigate.

“I cannot leave!”

The other Master Qing Yan suddenly became emotional.

The black Daoist robe matched his gloomy and obsessive expression very well.

He said: “In my last life, I wronged Zhao’er. In this life I must make it up to her and give her all of my treasures.

“And also, Ye Cong Xin is a malevolent spirit. She will drain people’s fortune. My cultivation level fell all because of her. You must clean house before she rises!”

Master Qing Yan was stubborn and self-willed.

The version of him from another world was the same.

With every word he spoke it was an order, and he did not care at all about other people’s feelings.

Master Qing Yan naturally would not obey his commands.

“I already said that since Yu Zhao is no longer under my sect, I will no longer care whether she lives or dies. As for this nonsense about malevolent spirits and fortune, that is even more ridiculous.

“If you still refuse to leave, do not blame me for not warning you.”

Two tigers cannot share one mountain.

Master Qing Yan would never allow a soul with views opposite to his own to stay and point fingers inside his sea of consciousness.

The other Master Qing Yan gave a mocking smile and said: “I am you, and you are me. If I do not wish to leave, even you cannot drive me away.”

A cold light flashed in Master Qing Yan’s eyes.

He stepped forward. Just as his fingers were about to touch the other soul, that soul turned into light smoke and quietly scattered.

“Qing Yan, I will always be watching you!”

“Always watching you!!!”

Master Qing Yan searched his entire sea of consciousness, yet could not find any trace of the other soul.

Just as the other had said, as long as he did not want to leave, even Master Qing Yan, the true owner, had no way to deal with him.

In anger, Master Qing Yan slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes and stared at the yellow clay roof above him, still feeling as if he were half in a dream.

Then a pair of old yet unbelievably warm hands wrapped around his own.

“Grand Elder…”

Master Qing Yan struggled to sit up. The Grand Elder pressed him down with one hand, tears shining in her smile, and said: “Lie down a while longer. I will call someone to come take a look at you.”

“Alright.”

Facing this highly respected elder, Master Qing Yan was surprisingly obedient.

The Grand Elder was a little surprised, then decided that his injury must have improved, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened with her smile.

In truth, it was the soul living in Master Qing Yan’s sea of consciousness shouting in his ear: “The Grand Elder does not have much time left. Do not talk back to her anymore.”

So Master Qing Yan kept silent.

Sect Master Ji Yuan came very quickly, bringing Sect Master Wu Sang and Wanderer Bao Hua with him.

When Wanderer Bao Hua and Sect Master Wu Sang saw Master Qing Yan, whose face looked like that of a dead man yet who was not dead, they were both stunned.

Wanderer Bao Hua even forgot about manners and started feeling him up and down.

She muttered: “Impossible. His sea of consciousness clearly collapsed, and his soul was torn. How can he possibly have woken up…”

Master Qing Yan had wanted to fling Wanderer Bao Hua away, but when he heard her muttering, his movement paused.

When he fainted, he had vaguely realized that he might never wake again.

Yet he had woken up, and there was inexplicably another version of himself in his sea of consciousness.

Master Qing Yan wanted to figure out why that other self had appeared, and at the same time search for a way to drive him out.

So he endured Wanderer Bao Hua’s harassment.

The Grand Elder and Sect Master Ji Yuan were almost moved to tears with joy.

Master Qing Yan had not only woken up, his temper had also improved. This was clearly misfortune turning into a blessing.

[Ji Yuan? He looks much younger. Oh, right, in this world Zhou Jin Yue did not die, so he is still Sect Master.]

Master Qing Yan subconsciously looked at Sect Master Ji Yuan. In his mind flashed the image of a slumped, aged figure.

He frowned.

For the sake of one disciple, Ji Yuan had made himself that miserable.

Ji Yuan had truly been muddle-headed.

Yes, if he had not been muddle-headed, how would he ever have thought of taking Yu Zhao as his disciple.

Master Qing Yan suddenly froze.

He had been arguing with Ji Yuan about this very matter earlier, which had triggered the relapse of his old illness.

During the time he was unconscious, had Ji Yuan gone against his wishes and secretly taken Yu Zhao as his disciple?

[Ji Yuan took Zhao’er as his disciple? That is not allowed. In this life, she can only have me as her master!]

Master Qing Yan’s face instantly turned very ugly.

That soul from another world could actually peek into his thoughts.

He absolutely could not allow him to stay.

“Qing Yan! Ask clearly what Ji Yuan’s relationship with Zhao’er is!”

The originally cool, detached voice became sharp and piercing.

Master Qing Yan felt more and more that he and the soul in his body were clearly two different beings.

He would never be as noisy and manic as the other version of himself.

He forcibly sealed his sea of consciousness, cutting off his soul’s link with the outside world, and let Wanderer Bao Hua and Sect Master Wu Sang examine him as they pleased.

“Qing Yan, how many is this?”

Sect Master Wu Sang held up two fingers and carefully waved them before Master Qing Yan’s eyes.

The Grand Elder and Sect Master Ji Yuan exchanged a glance, their hearts suddenly clenching.

Master Qing Yan felt speechless. He turned his head away, unwilling to answer such a stupid question.

Sect Master Wu Sang’s expression instantly became serious.

He said: “Grand Elder, Sect Master Ji Yuan, you must be mentally prepared. Although Master Qing Yan has woken up, he is very likely suffering from soul-splitting disorder. To put it in simple words, it is dementia.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan failed to catch his breath and fell straight backward in a faint.