Chapter 119: Am I Really Ugly? Why Don’t You Come to See Me?

Chapter 119: Am I Really Ugly? Why Don’t You Come to See Me?

Shang Yanran’s explanation was the most logical.

Even if the Blood Lord were forever trapped in the demonic realm, lost to heart demons, and transformed into a great demon, he still retained a sliver of humanity and chose to end his own life rather than harm the world.

Everyone present was deeply moved.

Their admiration for the Blood Lord reached a new height.

What even the great Buddha couldn’t do, the Blood Lord accomplished.

"No!" Canary looked at the Grand Portal, wanting to move forward but unable to, "I don’t want Blood Bead to end his own life!"

She was originally a carefree canary on Jiupan Mountain.

How could she get used to the separation of the mortal world?

And the person leaving was her childhood friend.

"Is there any way to save Blood Bead?" Canary turned to Shang Yanran with a pleading look, "Please."

Shang Yanran seemed to think of something, her eyes flashing with sorrow: "Now that the Blood Lord has ended his life and the blood demon has dissipated... I have a method that might save him.

But... what may be revived could be a blood demon."

Everyone fell silent.

Bai Ze’s face was complex. Finally, he said, "If reviving him turns him into a terrifying blood demon, wouldn't that go against our master's wishes?

Is there no other way?"

Shang Yanran said, "Master has ended his own life. The revived blood demon won’t be a true terrifying blood demon, but rather an ordinary heart demon."

"Save him!" The old man Nangong Dagou said firmly.

"Save him!" The usually silent Foolish Daoist spoke up.

"Master taught me the way, saving my life. Today I must do something for him!"

Hearing these resolute words, Shang Yanran showed a sorrowful smile.

The master they saved would be a blood demon, but would he still be the master?

Yet, they chose to save him anyway.

"The method is recorded on the Destiny Tablet. I originally thought it would never be used, but today... it will be." Shang Yanran took out the Destiny Tablet.

After obtaining the Destiny Tablet, she hadn’t given up on saving the Blood Lord, even though it was too late. She continued seeking ways to save him.

It recorded that if the Blood Lord ended his life, severing himself from the demon, there would be a slim chance of saving him.

"In the Grand Portal, there is a door called the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and the Grand Portal do not occupy the same space.

But in some way, they are connected.

If someone enters, they may see the Blood Lord.

If they call out and transmit true essence, they might awaken him."

This was the method recorded on the Destiny Tablet half a month ago.

By entering the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and calling out, transmitting true essence, they could potentially awaken the Blood Lord.

"No problem." Nangong Dagou said.

Canary also looked at the Grand Portal with excitement, recalling Blood Bead’s words. Her gaze became determined: "Blood Bead..."

Shang Yanran continued, "However... entering the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons will subject one to the curse of the demons, enduring endless pain.

This pain may not match the agony of being gnawed by demons, but it is still extraordinary and beyond what ordinary people can bear.

Moreover, after being cursed by the demons, one may become hideously ugly, hated by heaven and man.

All living beings who see you will feel disgust and want to kill you!

Even the closest lovers will feel revulsion and want to kill you!

Even the chaotic heart demons will despise such ugliness."

Shang Yanran spoke, deliberately glancing at Canary.

Everyone knew Canary loved beauty.

Entering the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and emerging would make one hideously ugly.

This ugliness was of a rule-based nature, unchangeable.

"How do you enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons?" Canary asked as if she hadn’t heard Shang Yanran’s words.

The Foolish Daoist smiled, "It's just a body."

Nangong Dagou gritted his teeth, "Having an ugly name is one thing, now I'll also have to be ugly. Poor me and my handsome face."

Bai Ze also said, "I will go too."

Of the fourteen present, all except Shang Yanran were willing to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

Shang Yanran said, "Husband, you cannot go. Your cultivation is second only to mine. You must help me open the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and send them in!"

Bai Ze’s face changed multiple times before he finally said, "Okay."

Canary looked at the Grand Portal, full of anticipation.

Blood Bead... if I become ugly, will you still dislike me?

...

The scene shifts to a quarter of an hour earlier.

Inside the Grand Portal.

Qi Yuan sat on the steps.

His entire body was almost fully transformed into a heart demon.

Having refined the sin source into a divine ability, his soul was also fully transformed into a heart demon.

At this moment, Qi Yuan retained only a sliver of clarity.

However, he showed no panic, only a puzzled expression, murmuring to himself.

"What’s my trump card?"

"Why did I choose to enter the Grand Portal?"

"Why did I refine the sin source into a divine ability?"

"How strange, why can’t I remember?"

His body rapidly transformed into a heart demon, yet Qi Yuan remained incredibly calm.

"Oh dear, after practicing the 'Qi Yuan Sutra' too much, my memory has worsened. At such a critical moment, I’ve forgotten my trump card, the path I intended to take!"

Qi Yuan vaguely remembered that initially, he hadn’t intended to practice the Void Realm Sovereign Heart Demon Induction.

But then, it seemed he remembered something and practiced it anyway.

"Could it be that the game failed because of my poor memory?"

If that were the case, it would be ironic.

Like someone with poor memory trying to cultivate, unable to remember the cultivation methods, despite having great talent but unable to practice.

"No, wait..."

Suddenly, Qi Yuan paused.

A flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

"I remember what my path was!"

"No, I forgot again."

After an indeterminate amount of time, Qi Yuan’s eyes gleamed.

"I’ve got it!"

He hadn’t remembered, nor could he, but he understood.

The biggest problem with the 'Qi Yuan Sutra' was the mental instability and poor memory.

Qi Yuan always believed his mind was normal.

Poor memory, however, was a real issue.

Forgetting was his path, his essence, his origin divine ability.

The pain inflicted upon him, unbearable, forget!

The sorrow inflicted upon him, intolerable, forget!

Forget the pain, and there is no pain.

Forget this is a real world, treat it as a game world, and the world’s stabs won’t feel as real.

All along, Qi Yuan had been practicing forgetting.

"Blood Bead?"

"Who is this?"

"Who’s calling?"

He looked over, his eyes seeming to see through the Grand Portal, spotting a scarred girl.

For some reason, his heart ached.

【Canary, your childhood friend, you spoil her greatly.】

"Childhood friend?"

Qi Yuan’s consciousness was hazy.

He looked at himself.

【Qi Yuan, you consider yourself the origin of all things.

Now, you are enduring the heavenly tribulation.

Your origin divine ability is too powerful, the heavens do not wish for you to exist.】

"I am Qi Yuan?"

His mind instantly cleared.

The heavenly tribulation dissipated at this moment.

The origin divine ability, 'Great Forgetting Mind Sutra,' was complete!

At this moment, a unique symbol also formed in the world. Qi Yuan watched as it drifted to the Grand Portal, engraving itself on the door.

Qi Yuan looked at the Grand Portal, seeing it like a paper full of stamps, covered in strange symbols.

Now, there was one more symbol, left by Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan didn’t bother looking at the symbols on the Grand Portal. His gaze fell on the abyss, through which he saw a fleeting figure.

He couldn’t see the person’s face, only their outline, but he knew who it was.

"The 'Great Forgetting Mind Sutra' is about forgetting."

"Canary is about not forgetting."

"Not wanting to forget, for not forgetting."

"Forgetting and not forgetting."

"Forget this world, don’t forget Canary."

Qi Yuan pondered.

"The enlightenment is over... should I leave?"

Qi Yuan had a premonition that the Grand Portal would soon disappear, and he would return to the present.

This enlightenment of the origin brought him much.

Two origin divine abilities.

The first, the Void Realm Sovereign Heart Demon Induction.

When the divine ability is activated, heart demons arise.

The second, the 'Great Forgetting Mind Sutra.'

Forgetting is the path.

With the origin comprehended, he should, as before, leave this realm.

This might be his last time comprehending the origin.

Meaning he couldn’t return to the past, couldn’t see Canary, couldn’t see those who awakened him.

He didn’t know the price they paid.

But he knew it must have been unbearable.

"Canary..."

"We are separated... by thousands of years."

"When we meet again... will it be dust to dust, ashes to ashes?"

Qi Yuan naturally didn’t want that.

Time, fate... he would conquer them!

At this moment, a black dot appeared in his hand.

This was the most precious ability he had comprehended in the Grand Portal.

The power of reincarnation!

It is said that only Yin spirits could enter reincarnation.

Some Nascent Souls had a chance of reincarnating too.

"You woke me up, the power of reincarnation... I give it to you!"

"I hope in the next life, we will meet again!"

...

On Seven Colors Peak, Jiang Lingsu, who was cultivating, opened her eyes.

"I feel like I just forgot something."

She clutched her chest, confusion in her eyes.

At that moment, a thunderclap sounded from the peak, heading towards Seven Colors Peak.

The thunder was ordinary, like a typical lightning bolt.

On the white jade palace at the peak, a cold white light shot up, clashing with the thunder, then disappearing.

Jiang Lingsu showed a strange expression: "Was that heavenly thunder?

Did Master intervene?

It was too quick; I couldn’t see Master’s power."

She looked at a nearby wooden house.

Inside, it was quiet, with no sound.

"Is Senior Brother playing games again?"

"If he stays here playing for decades, the Shinguang Sect might forget he exists!" Jiang Lingsu continued her cultivation, not thinking much.

...

At the ends of the earth.

Several centuries had passed since the Grand Portal last appeared.

The area was now deserted.

Few people lived there.

The Grand Portal had long disappeared, and by the sea, there was a wooden house.

Facing the sea, but not warming with the spring.

The ancient mirror on the dressing table was shattered, its fragments reflecting a flawless face.

The left side was covered with a black veil.

The girl’s hand trembled, unable to hold the eyebrow pencil steadily. She couldn’t even apply simple makeup properly.

She looked in the mirror, seemingly trying hard to dress up.

Suddenly, a stone broke the window, landing inside.

A seagull flew away disdainfully.

The pencil fell from her hand, and she cried out, "I’m so clumsy, I can’t even do my makeup. I’m... ugly!"

She covered her left face, unwilling to look at it.

After a long time, she finally finished her makeup.

She looked at where the Grand Portal had vanished, her voice tinged with grievance: "Am I really ugly? Why don’t you come to see me?"