manynovel Chapter 3284 Lesser Fullness (Remembering)
Chapter 3284 Lesser Fullness (Remembering)
One hundred days.
This was an opportunity that Xiaotaozi risked half her life to give her.
He must cherish it!
Within the great formation, the flow of time became extremely slow.
Hu Xiaoman sat cross-legged, the ancient cultivation technique "Soul Cultivation Record" appearing in his mind.
The second half of the Soul Cultivation Path is completely different from the first half.
Many obscure and difficult-to-understand words are jumping around.
"The soul is the beginning of life..."
Hu Xiaoman held her breath and focused her mind, carefully guiding the ancient demonic power that she had just refined within her body towards her sea of consciousness.
Her sea of consciousness was like a shattered mirror at this moment.
Cracks were everywhere, and in some places they were even missing, revealing a dark void.
Every thought, every mental exertion, brings a pricking pain.
"repair!"
She gritted her teeth and began to circulate her internal energy.
The purple-gold magic transformed into the finest threads, weaving through the cracks.
This is an extremely delicate and also extremely painful process.
It's like stitching up a torn wound little by little with a needle and thread without anesthesia.
Sweat instantly soaked through her clothes, and Hu Xiaoman's body trembled violently, but her eyes remained clear.
One day... ten days... thirty days...
Within the formation, time passed unnoticed.
As time goes by, the cracks in the sea of consciousness become fewer and fewer.
The missing parts, nourished by the purple-gold magic, began to regrow and heal.
The originally dull and lifeless little soul figure gradually became solid and full.
Furthermore, due to the fusion with ancient magic, her soul was adorned with a faint purple-gold halo, making her appear noble and mysterious.
Just as the soul was about to be completely repaired.
"Om-"
Deep within her consciousness, a seal that had always existed but had never been noticed by her was suddenly activated.
That is the seal of memory.
Previously, due to the incompleteness of the soul, it was impossible to touch.
Now that his soul is complete, the seal can no longer contain the surging truth within.
A severe headache struck without warning.
It was more violent than ever before, as if it were trying to split her head open.
"what--!"
Hu Xiaoman let out a painful growl and curled up on the ground.
Countless images, like a flood bursting its banks, rushed into her mind.
The image is blurry, with a warm yellow halo.
She saw a man with a cold and aloof face, yet extremely handsome and dignified.
His face was obscured, but his broad shoulders gave him a sense of security he had never felt before.
The man awkwardly held a tiny baby, his movements careful, as if he were holding a priceless treasure.
"Xiaoman..."
The man's voice was deep and magnetic, filled with doting affection.
"Su'er, look, our Xiaoman looks just like you."
That was... Father?
Jun Yichen!
The name naturally came to mind.
Then, the scene shifts.
She saw a pair of exquisitely beautiful hands holding the Nine Spirits Hairpin, gently inserting it into her hair.
That was my mother.
Yang Susu.
The woman who left a wisp of divine thought in the Nine Spirit Hairpin, saving her life in a moment of crisis.
"Xiaoman, you must remember to be happy no matter what."
A mother's smile is more beautiful than any flower in the world.
It wasn't the kind of strict care found in the Kunlun Sect, nor the playful kinship among senior brothers.
That is the connection of blood, the source, and the destination.
"Father...Mother..."
In reality, Hu Xiaoman was already in tears.
But the video didn't stop.
As memory deepens, those forgotten and sealed past events become increasingly clear.
"Wow--"
A loud cry pierced the sky.
She saw the moment of her birth, in a cave, on a stone bed.
A young man in white stood beside the stone bed.
The boy was incredibly handsome, and his narrow, fox-like eyes were filled with curiosity and affection.
The boy stood there silently.
He saw that the boy's eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
Fox Qingye!
That's Hu Qingye!
Hu Xiaoman's heart pounded.
It turns out that their connection did not begin with the Kunlun Sect, nor with that first encounter.
It began from the moment she was born.
He watched her being born.
He was the one destined to spend his life with her.
Then, more figures appeared.
She saw Hua Nian.
The maid who always followed behind her, calling her "Miss".
It turns out that she is Hua Yulou's younger sister.
That Hua Yulou... that bad uncle who always went against his father, yet deeply loved his mother.
She also saw a man dressed in a dark green robe, with a sinister smile always on his lips.
"Uncle Yue Shu..."
There was also a serious-looking man in golden armor.
"Uncle Jinlong..."
There was also a demon king with a pair of snow-white wings and amber eyes.
"Sister A Yao..."
These names and faces, once so unfamiliar, are now so familiar.
They are all her family.
It was her home in another world, a home she had forgotten.
The last piece of the memory puzzle has been put back in place.
"boom--"
A loud bang came from within the sea of consciousness.
The fog that had bound her for over twenty years finally dissipated.
Hu Xiaoman suddenly opened her eyes.
Those eyes no longer held the confusion and indifference of before, nor the helplessness and despair they felt when facing Zhou Wenlun.
Instead, there is a calm and majestic air of seeing through all things in the world and mastering the laws of heaven and earth.
And... endless joy.
She finally remembered.
She is not only Hu Xiaoman, the junior sister of Kunlun Sect.
She is a celestial fox!
She is the Heavenly Dao of both Manzhou Shikong and Dongzhou Shikong, the two great worlds!
"I am... Fox Xiaoman."
She murmured softly, her voice not loud, yet it echoed throughout the entire world, resonating with the heavens and earth.
The waterfall flows backwards, and a hundred flowers bloom.
All the spirit beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, paying homage to their true master.
She stood up, her red robes fluttering without wind, and purple-gold demonic energy intertwined with pure heavenly golden light behind her, forming a breathtaking Tai Chi diagram.
He holds the demon in his left hand and the heavens in his right.
She looked at this familiar world, a bittersweet smile playing on her lips.
"It turns out I've forgotten so many people who love me."
She raised her hand and gently stroked the Nine Spirits Hairpin in her hair.
The sensation from her fingertips made her feel incredibly at ease.
“Zhou Wenlun…”
When she uttered the name again, there was no longer any hatred in her tone, only a condescending judgment.
"We are both governed by the Heavenly Dao, so what makes you think you can defeat me?"
The 100-day period has arrived.
The formation dissipated, but Little Peach was still fast asleep.
Hu Xiaoman did not wake it up, but gently kissed its forehead, leaving a pure Heavenly Dao power to protect it.
She stepped out of the formation and looked up at the sky.
In the outside world, only one day had passed.
At this moment, her soul is complete, she possesses a Heaven-level demonic root, and she has awakened the memories and pressure of the Twin Worlds Sky Dao.
Their strength is more than a hundred times greater than before.
But this is not enough.
Although Zhou Wenlun is crazy, he has managed this Jipan Shikong for countless years; this is his home turf.