Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 702: Chapter 560: The Everlasting Mysterious Flame_2

These were all the fragments of possible futures in the causality, like illusions conjured by mirrors and water.

In a hazy vision, he seemed to witness the scene of Gui Tao’s people slaughtering those in Mystery Valley.

The mountain gate was gloomy; a strange Qi Qi lingered all around.

The disciples of the sect, with pitch-black eyes, had become walking corpses who killed each other…

Annihilation of the entire sect!

True Man Situ shuddered with fear.

Facing such overwhelming tricky calculations, where the life force was utterly extinguished, it wasn’t a matter of whether one Qiankun Clear Light Lamp would help— even ten would be of no use…

True Man Situ took another look at Mr. Zhuang, whose breath was feeble and life force was fleeing, and he sighed deeply.

If anyone in this world could contend with Gui Tao’s people, it was only the equally exceptional and similarly taught Mr. Zhuang…

“Let’s take a gamble…”

Although he might not live to see that day, he still had to seek wellbeing and forge a good karma for the future disciples of Mystery Valley…

“Alright!” True Man Situ nodded and said, “I agree to your request.”

Bai Qiancheng was startled; she had been prepared to take it by force, but did not expect True Man Situ to suddenly change his mind.

“However, I have a few conditions…” True Man Situ spoke again.

Bai Qiancheng nodded, “Senior, please speak.”

True Man Situ said with a sigh, “This will be considered a favor the Bai Family, or at least True Man Bai, owes to our Mystery Valley…”

“Should our Mystery Valley face peril in the future, I hope True Man Bai will lend a hand!”

Bai Qiancheng agreed, “Of course.”

True Man Situ continued, “In lieu of the Qiankun Clear Light Lamp, should True Man Bai come across another treasure of the Heavenly Secret in the future, please present it to this old man as compensation for the loss to Mystery Valley…”

Bai Qiancheng said, “Alright.”

“One more thing…” True Man Situ looked serious, “Do not mention to anyone that I have intervened to help…”

Mr. Zhuang had too many enemies, and the causality was too great.

True Man Situ feared he could not bear the consequences.

Bai Qiancheng nodded solemnly.

True Man Situ breathed a sigh of relief. Although reluctant, he took out the Qiankun Clear Light Lamp and said to Bai Qiancheng:

“As you and Mr. Zhuang come from the same lineage, you should know that Mr. Zhuang’s Qi Sea is exhausted, his Sea of Consciousness shattered, beyond the healing of pills and beyond the help of mortals…”

“I can only use the Qiankun Clear Light Lamp as the Formation eye, consuming the lifespan of this lamp to set up the Mysterious Fire Everlasting Formation and lock Mr. Zhuang’s causality.”

“Without the cause of ‘death,’ the effect of ‘death’ will not come.”

“By locking the causality, Mr. Zhuang is, for the moment, not considered ‘dead.ʼ”

“But you must know, this is just an extension of life by bending fate; it does not save a life and cannot.”

“Once the lamp extinguishes and the Formation breaks, the causality will resume its place, and Mr. Zhuang will still die…”

Bai Qiancheng painfully acknowledged, “Okay.”

Even if it was just locking the causality, not being counted as dead, at least it was a sliver of hope…

Better some hope than none…

True Man Situ sighed and began to light the Clear Light Lamp, setting up the Mysterious Fire Formation, igniting the eternal flame, and temporarily locking the causality, sealing Mr. Zhuang’s “death.”

Bai Qiancheng sighed in relief. After guarding Mr. Zhuang for several days, she suddenly remembered she had forgotten about Mo Hua.

With her Divine Sense, she scanned Dali Mountain and spotted Mo Hua wandering along a mountain road outside Dali Mountain, lost and unsure of direction.

Bai Qiancheng felt a pang of heartache and brought Mo Hua before Mr. Zhuang.

Upon seeing her master who had patiently taught her, smiled at her, stroked her head, and cared for her deeply, lying there cold, unconscious, and unaware of life or death, tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.

In the following days, Mo Hua neither ate nor drank, remaining by Mr. Zhuang’s side.

…

In the Qiankun Lamp, light radiated in all directions.

Within the Mysterious Fire Everlasting Formation, the Patterns were profound.

Mr. Zhuang lay within the Formation, his breath as faint as mist, elusive and intangible, seemingly alive and dead, with only the thinnest thread of life lingering.

He had thought he was already dead, doomed to eternal sleep.

But in a hazy state, he still perceived a familiar, worrisome presence.

Mr. Zhuang finally opened his eyes and took one last look at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was guarding in front of him, her head drooping, her figure desolate, her eyes red and swollen, incessantly wiping away tears with her sleeve.

Mr. Zhuang felt both pained and relieved.

There were still people who truly cared for him…

He imprinted Mo Hua’s figure in his mind and silently thought:

“Live well…”

“Cultivate diligently, learn Formation Patterns well…”

“Study well…”

Mr. Zhuang’s thoughts stalled, and he felt his life force faltering; this thought seemed to be just a fleeting resurgence, a lingering notion as he clung to life…

But that was enough…

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua and closed his eyes contentedly.

Mo Hua suddenly started and looked up only to find that Mr. Zhuang had already closed his eyes.

Mo Hua rubbed her eyes, but they were sore, and she couldn’t see clearly whether her master had awakened, whether he had glanced at her.

“Master…”

Mo Hua’s heart ached, and tears flowed once more.

…

Three days later, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also arrived.

Their expressions were dejected. Seeing Mr. Zhuang, their hearts grew even heavier, their eyes red with grief.

Only after seeing that Mo Hua was unharmed did they feel somewhat better.

They sat beside Mo Hua, steadfastly guarding Mr. Zhuang, refusing to leave no matter what.

Bai Qiancheng felt helpless but could do nothing about it.

She had not realized that her children, along with Mo Hua, their little Disciple, had such depth of feeling for their senior brother…

All she could do was to instruct Aunt Xue to prepare some food or Pills that could replenish Blood Qi, making sure these three children ate a bit every day, preventing them from diminishing their Blood Qi.