Chapter 249: Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao!

Chapter 249: Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao!

"Miss, you don't want to—"

For some reason, Shaohua just wanted to tease the woman in white before her. She held the Elixir of Eternal Life in her hand, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Unfortunately, this graceful woman was only a thread of Persistent Will. Otherwise, Shaohua could have checked for any signs of reincarnation or traces of old acquaintances.

"Do you think I would submit to you? Ha, do what you will." The woman in white lifted her chin, crossing her arms, exuding a carefree and unyielding demeanor.

Shaohua could tell she wasn't pretending to be calm; she was truly unshaken, unafraid of any threats, even death. She would hold her head high and sing until the end.

"Hmm, very nice attitude. I'm starting to like you", Shaohua said straightforwardly, her admiration unhidden.

Then, she took a direct and forceful approach.

A surge of power acted upon the Elixir of Eternal Life, instantly refining it. The essence of the Mortal Realm was etched upon it, and within a three-inch radius, it was a microcosm of the mortal world, where her will was constant!

As the woman in white began to fade, the force named 'Eternal' enveloped her, forcibly keeping the thread of Persistent Will in the world.

"What have you done to me?!" Yaoyao was both shocked and angry. She would rather die than be controlled.

But now, even death seemed out of reach.

What kind of heaven-defying technique was this? She was just a thread of Persistent Will. If she lost the will to live, she should have vanished instantly.

Why couldn't she die even if she wanted to?

"Come with me obediently. Don't worry, I won't harm you", Shaohua said to the woman in white.

Although a forced marriage might not be sweet, it could certainly quench one's thirst!

"Your words make me feel even worse", Yaoyao quickly composed herself. Even if she couldn't struggle, she wouldn't wallow in self-pity.

"Worse? Where are your thoughts going?" Shaohua smiled, her eyes twinkling. She extended a hand, gently lifting the woman's smooth, pearl-like chin, her smile charming.

Leaning in slightly, their flawless faces almost touched, and Yaoyao could feel a breath as fragrant as orchids brush against her, invigorating her spirit.

"We just met, and you're being this intimate? Isn't that a bit much?" she tried to remain calm.

It wasn't that she was scared by the situation. After all, she was once the first under the stars, defeating all rivals and even teasing holy maidens.

It was just that now, she was the one being teased.

Her unease stemmed from two things: first, being taken control of right after waking up, which was truly unsettling; second, the terrifying strength of this person, who might pose a threat to her Earthly acquaintances.

And the last reason was the otherworldly beauty of her captor. Though not outshone, the charm was irresistible, making even her, a woman, heart palpitate.

After all, she was once the first under the stars and also known as the first beauty, though her appearance was just one of her minor qualities.

"You are now mine, and whether we are intimate or not is not up to you."

Shaohua saw through her well-concealed worry, pinched the soft, lifelike cheek, and nodded. "I just happen to need a clever and obedient servant. You seem smart, so you'd be perfect."

Yaoyao, hearing this, puffed out her cheeks and pushed away the hand that was poking her face.

Who was she? The daughter of a Reflection of All Heavens-level powerhouse, once a princess of the strongest evolutionary dynasty on Earth in ancient times!

"Didn't you say you wanted to take me as a disciple?"

Her eyes flickered, as if recalling something, and she negotiated with Shaohua, "If you do well, I might just become your disciple. After all, I was once the first under the stars, unbeatable by anyone!"

"Hmm, that confident look. I believe you were the first under the stars, but I won't take any more disciples", Shaohua shook her head.

"Hmph, you despicable woman. Today you ignore me, but tomorrow you'll beg for my attention!" Yaoyao ground her teeth, turned her head away, and refused to speak.

"Alright, I'll wait for that day", Shaohua smiled.

In the days that followed, Earth seemed to undergo a dramatic transformation. One by one, spiritual mountains rose from the ground, altering the landscape.

Ancient temples, Daoist monasteries, and palaces also emerged, accompanying the spiritual mountains.

Unfortunately, these ancient structures were empty, filled only with the remains of the dead.

Shaohua, with her newly acquired servant, traveled across the land, reviving famous mountains and opening sealed sacred lands.

This left Yaoyao in a state of uncertainty, unsure of the woman's intentions. She silently followed, witnessing the world's transformation, and some of her suspicions were dispelled.

"Everything has passed. The ancient winds have scattered the dust of the great war. I am only a thread of Persistent Will, barely clinging to existence. What is the point?" She looked at the new Earth, her eyes filled with unhidden sorrow and pain.

Those people were gone forever, and even she had died on that ancient day. This was an unchangeable fact.

Hearing this, Shaohua's eyes lit up.

A phrase she had often used came to mind, and she said, "What's wrong, girl? Have you started doubting that you're the main character?"

"Of course, I know I'm the main character, but that was in the past. The real me is long dead, and now I'm just a thread of Persistent Will, forced to stay with you", Yaoyao's melancholy was interrupted, and she glared at the woman with a hint of resentment.

"Don't lose hope. I see a lot of determination in you. Believe in yourself, rise from the ruins, and be reborn from the ashes!" Shaohua offered her encouragement.

"You say 'be reborn,' but I saw my body explode and my soul extinguish. Only a thread of Persistent Will escaped. How tragic!" Yaoyao wasn't buying it.

Though she seemed to be crying, her face was expressionless, and she even felt like laughing. After all, she was just a thread of Persistent Will. What was there to fear?

Over these days, she had discovered that the woman before her wasn't doing anything malicious. Instead, she was using a unique method to prematurely revive the famous mountains and rivers.

The method involved plucking a flower from her headband and planting it in the soil, causing the mountains to come to life.

What puzzled her was that the flowers in the headband never seemed to decrease.

She was certain they were real, each one vibrant and fresh, not energy flowers created by magic. She wanted to examine them closely but was ruthlessly suppressed.

Shaohua smiled but said nothing. Reviving a thread of Persistent Will wasn't difficult, and there were several methods. Given her current strength, a mere thought could make someone lively and active.

For instance, the 'True Self Scripture,' which complemented the Destined Land Art, had the power to transform a fragment of consciousness into a complete soul, truly heaven-defying.

In the distant past, facing the remnants of the Sun and Moon Holy Emperors and divine thoughts, Shaohua had proposed the concept of 'Five Spirits.'

She believed that a person had Five Spirits: spirit, soul, will, thought, and consciousness. At the time, her knowledge was limited, and she thought a soul with deficiencies wasn't the true person.

But now, many things that were once impossible had new solutions. The last scriptures left from her previous life were infinitely profound.

As long as one of the Five Spirits remained, even a fragment of consciousness could be transformed into creation.

From the false to the real, from nothing to something, reverse-engineering a complete soul and then reconstructing the body for true resurrection. The difficulty was immense, of course.

However, it was just a scripture, and no matter how heaven-defying, it required personal cultivation and enlightenment. So, for revival, one needed a sufficiently clear consciousness, not a completely dead soul.

For remnants like spirits and blood, this method was ineffective, beyond redemption.

Of course, there was another simpler way: obtaining immortal elixirs from the Kunlun Heavenly Palace.

Though the palace was damaged, it was largely intact, especially the central area, where the core immortal elixirs of Kunlun grew in neat rows.

Before the Grand Apotheosis Ritual, Shaohua had personally blessed all the immortal elixirs in the world, freeing them from their constraints and allowing them to become living beings.

Before that, she had left behind segments of their roots, later using her powers to recreate them and entrust them to her loved ones to plant in the palace.

After countless years, even without care, these immortal elixirs had evolved to a very high level, at least reaching the Immortal King tier.

The most extraordinary among them was the Wudao Ancient Tea Tree, which had undergone abnormal mutations. The leaves' effects had diminished, but it produced tea fruits with astonishing powers.

"Yaoyao, have we missed anything?" Shaohua asked, turning her head.

She now knew the identity of the woman in white, named 'Yaoyao,' a pure human, though her name included the word 'demon' due to her exceptional beauty, and she had embraced the name.

Yaoyao was a very confident young woman, and Shaohua liked her.

"There are three islands overseas, where some descendants might still survive", Yaoyao replied. The tension between them had eased, and they even chatted on the journey.

The three islands—Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou—were once the gathering places of the servants of this planet's strong. The great war had not affected them much.

Sometimes, being weak was a blessing, avoiding the attention of powerful enemies and allowing them to survive.

Some Secret Realms on the mainland also had surviving descendants, such as Wangwu Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, and the Himalayas, where they found some living beings.

When Yaoyao saw them, her true emotions showed, and her face lit up with smiles.

However, she chose not to reveal her identity, only watching silently.

But on the three overseas islands, Yaoyao's beautiful brows furrowed deeper.

"This place has never truly declined. It seems I don't need to interfere."

Following Yaoyao's guidance, Shaohua arrived at Penglai Island, opened the Secret Realm, and with a sweep of her divine sense, learned some facts, speaking calmly.

They entered the forbidden area of Penglai Island, quickly discovering the truth from the elder's soul and certain forbidden records.

These descendants had been entrusted with some legacies by the strong of the ancient bloodline, either to pass down to future generations or to hand over to later arrivals.

However, the descendants of these former servants had claimed everything for themselves, even considering themselves the rightful heirs and denying their past as servants.

"Unforgivable. Even if they kept some of the legacies, it would be reasonable. But to harm other survivors and even secretly kill the descendants of the main bloodline is utterly despicable!"

Yaoyao's slender figure trembled with anger, her form almost fading. Even under Shaohua's control, she had never felt such intense emotion.

How could people be so shameless?!

The legacies were gifts, with the expectation that some would be left for future generations or to help any survivors.

But what did these descendants do?

"I want to kill!" she declared, her killing intent unhidden.

Yaoyao was furious, and the consequences were severe.

She was a protective person, and after learning this, her killing intent grew, reaching a point of uncontrollable rage.

"Go ahead", Shaohua said, snapping her fingers to inject the Elixir of Eternal Life into Yaoyao's body and passing her a surge of power.

Yaoyao took a deep breath, and the intense anger made her feel alive again. She was not one to hesitate. Today, she would not stop until heads rolled.

"A group of descendants of sinners, your ancestors fought bravely, but your descendants are so degenerate. Since you enjoyed the blood-soaked legacies, it's time to pay the price!"

She appeared like a celestial being from ancient times, but she carried a killing intent.

Some elders of the Penglai descendants recognized her, having seen her image in ancient paintings, and they were terrified.

"Are you Princess Yaoyao?! This is a misunderstanding, we can explain."

"I don't want to hear your explanations, and you don't deserve to explain. Go to hell and explain to your ancestors and the victims!"

Yaoyao, in her snow-white robes, struck with incredible speed. She grabbed the elder who had spoken, searched his soul, revealed his thoughts to everyone, and then shattered his skull with a slap.

Shaohua, hearing the sound of the skull breaking, nodded in approval. This young woman had her own flair.

Excellent! Very good!

Some of the young people were unaware of the past. Now, their faces turned pale, realizing that their ancestors were merely servants of others, a fact many found hard to believe.

"We are the true descendants of Earth, you demon woman, don't spout lies!" Some could not accept the truth, their eyes filled with twisted hatred towards Yaoyao.

"Aaaaah, I don't believe it! This must be a lie you fabricated to take everything from us! You deserve to die!" Others were nearly driven mad.

"Do you really think you're still the princess? The records clearly state that you died in ancient times. Now, you're just a fragment of a soul. Don't be afraid, use the legacies to destroy her!" Some screamed hysterically.

A terrifying aura spread, that of Holy Relics, which now awakened, not just one but multiple, all targeting Yaoyao.

"Holy Relics? You think you can control them?" Yaoyao sneered.

If the Holy Relics were fully awakened, she would be cautious, given her own fragmented state, just a thread of Persistent Will.

But these worthless descendants? She had nothing to fear.

Before(End of Chapter)

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