Chapter 6285 The Pill Sovereign and the Star Master
Mo Nian immediately set up a barrier around Long Chen and the corpse. He didn’t dare to let the Corpse Fisher sense anything unusual.
This time, Long Chen did not undo the black threads right away. He was afraid of the previous situation replaying. Instead, he cautiously sent a trace of violet blood into the corpse’s mind-sea. If it was empty, that would mean the discarnate soul had dissipated.
But when his violet blood entered, he found a violet sea within.
Long Chen was delighted. That meant her discarnate soul still existed.
Slowly, a woman’s figure emerged from the violet sea—her Yuan Spirit.
“Senior!” Long Chen called gently.
Her eyes were unfocused at first, but then they stirred slightly, though her consciousness was still muddled.
“Senior, forgive my offense.”
Long Chen pressed another finger against her forehead, sending his Spiritual Strength into her. The next moment, her body shuddered, and a faint light returned to her gaze.
“Violet blood energy... you’re...” She looked at Long Chen in surprise.
“Senior, you’re still alive! This is wonderful!” Long Chen said, overjoyed.
“Alive?”
Her expression grew blank again. After a long silence, her memories seemed to surface, and she sighed heavily.
“Are the nine heavens still present?”
“Yes!”
“And the violet blood race?” She gave a bitter smile and shook her head. “No... if you are standing here, then they must be. What I should have asked is—are they well?”
“The violet blood exists, and Sovereign Mountain still stands,” Long Chen said firmly.
At that, her lips curved in relief.
“Senior, I can merge my soul and violet blood with yours, help you reclaim control of your body. Let’s escape together,” said Long Chen.
Shaking her head, she said, “I am only a discarnate soul, and my body is a dead husk. Even if you carried me back to the nine heavens, I would be nothing but a burden. We lost that battle. The calamity continued beyond our time, and now... how could I have the face to linger?”
Her eyes clouded with pain and sorrow.
“Senior—”
She raised a hand, silencing him.
“Is your era as chaotic as ours?”
Long Chen nodded solemnly.
“Tell me,” she said softly.
Long Chen gave her a brief account of the nine heavens’ current state. Then, the woman asked the names of several factions, but his answers only deepened her sadness.
“The human race... the cleverest of all races, and the most foolish. The victors are humans, yet the losers are also humans.”
She let out a long sigh full of sadness and profound powerlessness.
“The nine star line fought for our world and the ten thousand races. They spilled their hot blood, only to become the entire world’s target. However, after betraying their master and the human race, Lord Brahma and Fallen Daynight somehow became the most respected existences within the nine heavens.
“Those who stood with the nine star line and fought against the calamity were hunted down, their descendants crushed beneath history’s heel. Meanwhile, the bystanders and backstabbers flourished. This world truly is unfair. And now, the burden that should have been ours has fallen onto you. However, your generation is in an even darker place. The true history is buried, and the truth drowns in lies. Right and wrong are lost. The world is fractured, turning on itself...”
At this point, she couldn’t help but some. Clearly, she felt like the human race no longer had any hope.
“Senior, it’s not so hopeless,” Long Chen consoled, his voice steady and resolute. “There are still true heroes within our race. If we unite, there is still a chance.”
Something in his conviction steadied her. She studied him more closely—and suddenly, her pupils shrank.
“You... You carry violet blood, Jiuli blood, and dragon blood? And astral energy as well? Are you... a nine star heir?” she asked.
“I-I suppose so,” Long Chen said, his tone awkward.
After all, his relationship with the nine star line was complicated. If they refused to acknowledge him, he wouldn’t force the title upon himself.
She stared at him for a long time, then whispered, “So much karma coils around you. And yet... you appear in my mind-sea. Tell me, child—what is your greatest issue? What help do you seek from me?”
Long Chen was startled. Judging by her aura, she had once been a Divine Sovereign, but an ordinary one at best. Her body was crippled, and her soul was on the verge of collapse. If it weren’t for Long Chen’s blood soul energy awakening her, she would have stayed in her eternal slumber until she was truly dead.
What help could she possibly offer? And yet... she insisted this meeting was no coincidence.
“Senior... can you tell me the cause of the primal chaos war?” asked Long Chen.
When it came to the primal chaos war, it was a mystery to the nine heavens. Long Chen had encountered many experts of the primal chaos era, but no one dared to tell him those secrets.
The woman replied, “The cause? I’m not sure either. All I know is that the Star Master was the first to discover that the nine heavens and ten lands were not what they appeared to be. They were actually a prison, and every life within this prison was like livestock. The Star Master and his wife, the Pill Sovereign—”
“They were husband and wife?!” Long Chen exclaimed, his voice trembling.
He had long since suspected it, but hearing it confirmed still shocked him.
His Nine Star Hegemon Body Art came from the Pill Sovereign’s legacy, and his alchemy arts were forged for that very path. As for the primal chaos space, it was the foundation of his alchemy. Without it, he could never sustain his terrifying needs. Even if all the world’s medicinal pills were gathered, they wouldn’t be enough for him.
Everything he was—his battle art, his alchemy, his foundation—was the inheritance of that pair. Husband and wife. But what about the primal chaos bead? Did they also leave it to him?
“Senior...”
Before that woman could even answer, Long Chen was shocked to find her body had become translucent. She was fading away.
She stared at her own hand and sighed.
“It seems... even the Heavenly Daos are under their control.”