Chapter 119.1: Am I Very Ugly? Why Won't You Come And See Me?

Shang Yanran's explanation made the most sense. Even if the Blood Master still retained a sliver of humanity, he'd have chosen to sever his heart-pulse, preventing himself from bringing disaster upon the living world.

Everyone was deeply moved, their respect toward their master rising to an even higher level. Where the great Buddha had failed, the Blood Master prevailed.

"No!" Canary tried to approach the Myriad Phenomena Gate, but to no avail. "Blood Drop mustn't sever his heart-pulse!”

Once, she had been nothing more than a carefree, little golden canary on Nine Plate Mountain. How could she ever grow used to the separations and partings of the mortal world? Above all, the one who left her was her childhood sweetheart!

"Is there any way at all to save Blood Drop?!" Canary stared at Shang Yanran with pleading eyes. "I'm begging you."

Seemingly recalling something, a trace of sorrow flickered in Shang Yanran’s eyes. "Now that we have reached this point, there's only one method left. However, instead of saving him, we might be reviving the Blood Demon instead.”

Everyone fell silent.

Bai Ze's expression twisted with conflict before he finally said, "If reviving him would turn him into a terrifying Blood Demon, wouldn’t that go against Master’s wishes? Is there truly no other way?"

Shang Yanran said, "Master has already severed his heart-pulse. Even if we revive a Blood Demon, it will merely be an ordinary inner demon."

"Save him!" the little old man South Palace Big Dog declared without hesitation.

"Save him," the usually taciturn Foolish Daoist echoed.

"Master passed his techniques to me and saved my life. It's time for me to repay him!"

Hearing such resolute voices, Shang Yanran smiled sorrowfully. If Qi Yuan became a Blood Demon, could he still be called their master? Yet they ultimately chose to save him in the end.

Shang Yanran took out the slate. "This method is recorded on the Slate of Fate. I thought I'd never need it. Who would've expected we would use it today?"

Though they hadn’t obtained the Slate of Fate in time, she never stopped seeking a way to save their master.

A single line was written within its inscriptions:

When one severs his heart-pulse, cutting himself off demonhood, a faint thread of life will remain.

"In the Myriad Phenomena Gate, there exists another gate called the Myriad Demon Gate. The latter exists in a different plane, yet connected in certain ways. If you enter it, you may catch a glimpse of the Blood Master. Then, you may awaken him by calling out to him and transmitting true essence."

This was the rescue method recorded half a month ago. Through the Myriad Demon Gate, they might awaken the Blood Master and send true essence to him.

South Palace Big Dog declared, "No problem."

Canary's eyes sparkled as she stared at the Myriad Phenomena Gate, remembering Blood Drop's words. Determination filled her gaze. "Blood Drop..."

Shang Yanran went on explaining, "But... stepping into the Myriad Demon Gate will bring the Myriad Demon Curse, causing endless, unbearable pain. It may be less severe than being torn apart by ten thousand demons, but it's still extraordinary torment, beyond what ordinary people can endure. Furthermore, one may become hideously ugly, so much so that heaven and earth reject them. All who laid eyes on them would be so repulsed that they were driven to kill. Even the closest companions and most intimate lovers were not spared. Indeed, even the chaotic inner demons recoil in revulsion[1]."

Shang Yanran deliberately glanced at Canary. Everyone knew Canary loved beauty more than anyone. Entering the Myriad Demon Gate meant emerging unspeakably ugly at the level of cosmic law, completely irrevocable.

Yet, Canary asked as though she had heard none of the warnings, "How do we enter the Myriad Demon Gate?"

Foolish Daoist smiled. "Just a shabby skin-bag."

South Palace Big Dog gritted his teeth. "Fine, my name is already awful, now I'll have to look ugly too? What a waste of my handsome face."

Bai Ze said, "I'll go too."

Among the fourteen present, all except Shang Yanran showed no hesitation.

Shang Yanran said, "Husband, you cannot go. Your cultivation is second only to mine. You must help me open the gate and send them inside."

Bai Ze's expression shifted again and again, but finally he nodded. "Fine."

Canary stared at the Myriad Phenomena Gate, her eyes full of anticipation.

Blood Drop... If I become ugly... will you hate me?

***

Fifteen minutes earlier, inside the Myriad Phenomena Gate.

Qi Yuan sat cross-legged upon the steps. He had nearly completed his transformation into an inner demon.

After refining the Demonic Origin into divine techniques, even his soul had transformed entirely into an inner demon.

He only had a trace of clarity left, yet he wasn't panicked in the slightest. Instead, he wore a puzzled expression, muttering to himself, "What's my trump card again? Why did I choose to enter the Myriad Phenomena Gate? Why did I refine the Demonic Origin into divine techniques? So strange... why can't I remember?"

Despite undergoing rapid transformation, Qi Yuan remained perfectly calm.

"

Aiya...

cultivated the Qi Yuan Scripture too much and now my memory's getting worse. At such a critical time, I actually forgot my trump card, the path I wanted to walk!"

He vaguely remembered that in the beginning, he had not intended to develop the Origin Divine Technique, Ruler of the Void — Inner Demon Lure. Then something must have occurred, and he created it anyway.

"No way... did I lose the game because my memory is bad? If that were true, it would be absurd, like a man with great talent for cultivation who constantly forgets his own techniques, unable to practice despite immense potential. No... that's not right..." Suddenly, Qi Yuan froze. A spark of inspiration flashed through his mind. "I remember what my path was! No... I forgot again."

He didn't know how long had passed when his eyes burst with sharp light. "I've realized!"

Even though he couldn't remember, he had understood. The greatest flaw of the Qi Yuan Scripture was inducing mental confusion and poor memory. Qi Yuan had always assumed his mind was normal, but the poor memory part turned out to be real.

Forgetfulness was his path, his essence, his Origin Divine Technique. Pain he could not bear would be forgotten. The same went for grief that he could not endure.

Forget the pain, and there is no pain. Forget that this world is real, treat it as a game world, and the wounds inflicted by reality lose their sharpness.

All this time, Qi Yuan had lived by forgetting. Forgetfulness wasn’t always escapism; some things were simply best left forgotten

"One night of enlightenment and I remember my path. Yet I also forget others and myself."

This

was his Origin Divine Technique. The Great Forgetfulness Sutra.

In that instant, Qi Yuan forgot everything. He forgot why he entered the Myriad Phenomena Gate. He forgot that he had condensed the Demonic Origin into divine techniques. He forgot he had devoured all the inner demons and become a Blood Demon.

[You have comprehended your Origin. Forgetfulness Ability +99999.]

At this moment, his form began to change. Because he had forgotten, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

"I forget.

Hahaha

!" His inner demon form dissolved. Time itself seemed to rewind to when he first stepped inside.

The corpse on his back stared in shock. "What are you doing? How did you become human again? What divine technique is this? Time reversal? Impossible, someone of your caliber shouldn't be able to comprehend such a Origin Divine Technique!"

With its knowledge, the corpse could only assume this was a time-space divine power. Still, a newly-advanced Supreme cultivator comprehending such an Origin Divine Technique? Impossible!

"Time reversal?" Qi Yuan blinked. "This isn't time reversal."

The corpse demanded, "Then what is it?!"

Qi Yuan murmured, "I forgot."

The corpse roared, "You—!"

"

Oh...

who are you?" Qi Yuan said suddenly, looking over his shoulder. "Was there a corpse here? No... I don't think so."

For the first time, terror twisted the corpse's face. "No!!!!”

1. E/N: so they become Lloyd Frontera? ☜