244: Chapter 244 Bai Suzhen

Regarding all affairs of the White Snake Cult in the modern world, she had delegated full authority to the Great Elder.

This Great Elder was the only pure human in the White Snake Cult who did not possess her White Snake bloodline, and she was a human female martial artist whom she highly recognized.

And back then...

She had also introduced a young male martial artist with an extremely strong sense of justice and extraordinary talent—Su Weiqing.

At that time, Bai Suzhen was approaching the end of her lifespan and was in a hurry to enter seclusion. Given that Su Weiqing had demonstrated extreme integrity and a style that was almost like an ascetic monk, which matched the principles of the White Snake Cult quite well...

She delegated the affairs of the White Snake Cult entirely to the Great Elder and Su Weiqing.

She remembered that before she went into seclusion, the Great Elder was already pregnant with Su Weiqing's child.

At that time, Bai Suzhen even joked, saying how wonderful it would be if Young Master Su could open his eyes and be reincarnated into her belly.

But when she came out of seclusion...

The White Snake Cult had fragmented, and a new branch had appeared.

Su Weiqing and the Great Elder—one went mad and then died, and the other's whereabouts were unknown.

And the fuse for all of this was the death of "The Needleman."

How did "The Needleman" die? How exactly did the White Snake Cult wrong "The Needleman" back then? Why did Su Weiqing go mad, and why did the White Snake Cult split?

Since almost all the parties involved were dead, and the rest of the White Snake Cult members were just bystanders who didn't understand the secrets within.

Bai Suzhen had never fully understood this matter.

Countless mysteries and shocks intertwined in her mind.

But she no longer had time to think about it.

Because that spatial rift, under the frantic destruction of the fake White Snake Cult...

Emitted a crisp sound of being overwhelmed.

The rift completely collapsed.

Forming a massive black hole large enough for dozens of high-level monsters to swarm out at the same time.

A terrifying pressure descended instantly.

As if it were about to crush the entire West Lake.

"No matter what the truth was back then..."

Bai Suzhen closed her eyes, and a single tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

"He loved the people of this world, and he once lingered here..."

"I will never let you destroy this world that he once loved!"

In the next second, Bai Suzhen slowly raised her head.

The originally sickly...

Pale woman who looked like she might scatter with the wind at any moment.

At this moment, her delicate body erupted with unimaginable energy.

"Heh... do you plan to disregard your life and fight us to the death?"

The leader of the Men in Black shook his head.

"Both you and I are of the Thirteenth Stage Transcendence Realm, and you are still seriously ill."

"No matter what, it's impossible for you to be my opponent."

But in the next second.

The Man in Black Robe's gaze shifted from contempt to shock.

Because,

Without any warning,

Surpassing the limits of his understanding, surpassing the Thirteenth Stage Transcendence,

A terrifying pressure that reached that legendary god-like realm...

Descended.

Centering on Bai Suzhen's delicate body, a powerful cultivation base swept across the entire shore of the West Lake.

It actually broke through the shackles of the Thirteenth Stage.

And reached the level of the Fourteenth Stage.

"Four... Fourteenth Stage?"

"That's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible."

There was not a single ripple of emotion on Bai Suzhen's pretty face.

"He once said that I am the Great Yao with the most amazing cultivation talent in this world."

"In that case..."

"Why would you think that after such a long seclusion, I couldn't even break through to the Fourteenth Stage?"

"Hmm?"

Bai Suzhen took several steps forward.

Her long legs were faintly visible beneath her white robes.

She waved her jade hand lightly.

An unbelievably powerful energy wave instantly swept through the ranks of the fake White Snake Cult.

The leader of the fake White Snake Cult let out one last scream of utter horror.

They didn't even have time to think about running away.

That group of black-robed freaks who had been so arrogant just a moment ago...

Under the absolute crushing power of the Fourteenth Stage laws,

Along with their defensive treasures,

Were instantly vaporized.

Vanished into thin air.

Not even a trace of dust was left in this world.

"It's over..."

Bai Suzhen clapped her hands, as if killing so many martial artists was just a very trivial matter.

But in the next second.

“Pfft—!”

Bai Suzhen, who had just killed all the powerful enemies in one blow,

Her face instantly turned as gray as death.

She looked up and spat out a large mouthful of bright, tragic blood, staining the white clothes on her chest red.

But even though her aura was so weak and listless,

She still endured the sharp pain all over her body.

Recklessly overdrawing the last bit of her source life force.

She turned that massive white light into a pair of illusory, heaven-reaching giant hands.

She firmly grasped that broken spatial rift.

Forcing it to knead shut.

"Close!"

Accompanied by a shrill, delicate shout.

The giant hands of the spatial rift finally closed.

"This should be the last spatial rift in the entire Yuhang City..."

After receiving affirmative answers from her subordinates behind her,

And after her divine sense traveled around and confirmed that there was indeed no more fluctuation of spatial rifts in the sky over Yuhang City,

She finally exhausted the last bit of strength in her body.

"Clang."

The ancient sword that had accompanied her for a thousand years

Slipped weakly from her hand.

Hitting the cracked bluestone floor.

Bai Suzhen's delicate body was like a doll that had lost its skeletal support.

She slumped onto the remnants of the Broken Bridge, which was covered in puddles.

She could feel her vision starting to blur, and her vitality was rapidly fading away.

This was the glimpse of the Fourteenth Stage she had peeked into at the cost of her life.

She leaned weakly against a stone pillar and tilted her head slightly.

Gazing at the setting sun over the distant West Lake, as red and tragic as blood.

Leifeng Pagoda at Sunset, Lingering Snow on the Broken Bridge.

Just like that misty evening a thousand years ago.

The whistling sound of the wind in her ears.

In the final moments of her life, it seemed to cause her to hallucinate.

It transformed into the gentle whisper of that man in green robes.

He sat in the bamboo pavilion at the foot of Solitary Hill, his fingers lightly tapping on the stone table.

Smiling.

In that deep and magnetic voice,

He hummed that tune she didn't understand, yet had remembered for a thousand years.

"Turn into the wind, turn into the rain, turn into the clouds, and drift towards you."

"Longing is like the sea, love is like a city, yearning is the most unreachable..."

"You ask the West Lake water, how much of her beauty it stole."

"..."

"Only half a lover's heart remains."

"Unrecallable."

The song ended.

It was as if he had really returned.

He turned his head and gently called out to her.

"Lady Bai."

Only he dared to call her that.

Calling the thousand-year-old Great Yao who awed the entire Jiangnan 'Lady'.

It really was...

Quite romantic.

"Young Master Su..."

"Suzhen..."

"Really wants to hear you sing it one more time..."

Bai Suzhen's pale, slender fingers trembled as she reached out.

Trying to touch that non-existent phantom in the void.

Warm tears fell in large drops into the pool of blood.

Waiting a thousand years for one encounter.

In the end, was she still going to miss it?

She hadn't been able to repay the kindness she owed him, nor could she see his handsome features one more time.

But...

She looked back at her subordinates who, seeing her state was wrong, were running towards her while shouting "Ancestor."

Bai Suzhen had, at least, left a legacy for her husband.