Chapter 275: I Was Here First |
A personal interface that could be transferred to others?
When he heard the Primordial Witch’s words, Mu Zhi’an’s first thought was: Absurd!
But she even knew about his ‘personal interface’. Perhaps it was truly something she had bestowed upon him…
However, even if what she said was true… why would she give him a personal interface?
Mu Zhi’an looked at the woman in the black robe before him. “Since you’ve told me this, you must have guessed what I’m about to ask, right?”
“Of course.” The Primordial Witch tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on him with a smile. “I would be surprised if you didn’t ask.”
Mu Zhi’an hesitated for a moment. “Why did you give me the personal interface?”
“Because I’ve always loved you. No matter how much time passes or what happens, I’ll always love you,” the Primordial Witch replied calmly, her voice gentle, as if she were stating a simple fact.
“Have we met before?” Mu Zhi’an asked instinctively.
Or maybe… she had mistaken him for someone else?
“I haven’t mistaken you for anyone. You’re the one I’m looking for,” the Primordial Witch replied immediately, as if reading his thoughts.
Her voice was suddenly much lower, making Mu Zhi’an feel as if he had done something wrong, a pang of guilt washing over him.
He was silent for a moment, then asked, “How did you transfer the personal interface to me?”
“It can be transferred to others. It just depends on whether the owner is willing,” the Primordial Witch explained.
Under his stunned gaze, she gently removed her hood, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face. Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, but what was most captivating were her eyes, filled with a vulnerability that made her seem fragile and delicate.
She said calmly, “I am both a reincarnator and a transmigrator. Your personal interface was originally my cheat. Naturally, I know how to transfer it to others.”
A transmigrator…?
And a reincarnator…?
Just what is this Primordial Witch’s background… Mu Zhi’an suppressed his shock. “Since you’re a transmigrator, you’re not originally from the Nine Realms?”
“The Nine Realms are vast, but they’re just a small part of this star field,” the Primordial Witch said, a beautiful smile curving her lips.
She raised her finger, and in the next instant, Mu Zhi’an found himself beside her.
The Primordial Witch raised her hand, gently caressing Mu Zhi’an’s face, her eyes filled with a hint of longing.
Then, she reached out with both hands and, as if embracing a newborn, pulled him into her arms, holding him close.
A unique, refreshing fragrance filled his nose, and the warmth of her embrace, even through the layers of clothing, made his heart skip a beat.
Normally, Mu Zhi’an would have enjoyed this embrace, but as he smelled her scent, he instinctively closed his eyes.
A wave of nostalgia washed over him.
I’ve smelled this fragrance somewhere before… and recently. This thought crossed his mind.
The Primordial Witch looked down at him tenderly, her fingers gently combing through his hair. She looked up at the distance and said softly, “Within the star field I mentioned, there’s a blue planet you’re familiar with.”
“Actually, there are two or three Primordial Clan ancestors in the Nine Realms who were likely transmigrators. Their original worlds entered a period of spiritual decline, so they brought their clans to the Nine Realms.”
“And that’s why I came here too.”
So transmigrators aren’t that uncommon in the Nine Realms. At least, I’m not the first… Mu Zhi’an hesitated for a moment, then looked up at her. “If the personal interface was your cheat, why did you give it to me?”
“It was useless to me, but it’s very useful to you. You’ve gained quite a lot from it, haven’t you?” the Primordial Witch said with a smile.
Mu Zhi’an remained silent.
He had obtained over ten titles from the personal interface, each providing a significant boost to his abilities. It had also allowed him to become the first Chaos Body, an incredibly rare constitution.
But if the personal interface was truly given to him by the Primordial Witch, what was her purpose?
“Why are you helping me so much?” Mu Zhi’an asked, although he already had a guess.
“I’ve always loved you,” the Primordial Witch replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Although I know I’m handsome, it couldn’t possibly be love at first sight… Mu Zhi’an looked up at her. “Why?”
“I don’t know.”
This time, her answer surprised Mu Zhi’an.
“I’m not even a complete soul now. I don’t remember why I love you,” the Primordial Witch said softly.
The current Primordial Witch was devoid of emotions. She loved Mu Zhi’an because the fragment of her will that had persisted to this day loved him… But why she loved him, she couldn’t say.
Sensing her sadness, Mu Zhi’an remained silent.
In the silence, the Primordial Witch continued, her voice calm and steady. “But there’s a voice in my heart that keeps telling me that I love you.”
“So… I’ll keep loving you, and when I’m truly reborn, we can be together forever.”
She held him close, a sweet smile on her face, as if imagining their future together.
“Can my Innate Celestial Furnace constitution help you?” Mu Zhi’an suddenly asked.
“The Innate Celestial Furnace is only effective for souls. What remains in the Martial Realm is just a fragment of my will. Even if it enters your Celestial Vessel, it will still disappear,” the Primordial Witch replied, shaking her head slowly.
Mu Zhi’an felt a pang of regret.
Yao Meng had been able to stay within his Innate Celestial Furnace because she still possessed a soul. However, the Primordial Witch before him was just a fragment of will.
And the reason this will had persisted for ten thousand years was because of him.
If what she said was true, didn’t it mean he had known her a long time ago?
Besides the absurd realization that he had a wife from ten thousand years ago?!, Mu Zhi’an felt a surge of pity for this woman with such deep affection.
Although he didn’t know how she had met him ten thousand years ago, or why she had such strong feelings for him, her love was still touching.
He looked up at her. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”
The Primordial Witch smiled at him. “Can you stay here with me?”
“Is that also a request from your will?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
The Primordial Witch shook her head slowly.
“I just feel a sense of familiarity with you, a sense of peace when I’m around you. That’s why I want you to stay with me,” she replied.
Mu Zhi’an looked into her eyes, their gentle depths filled with a hint of sadness, her gaze reflecting his image.
She’s truly remarkable… To have everything erased by time, only fragments of will remaining, not even remembering what happened, yet still clinging to the thought: I will always love him.
“You’re amazing,” Mu Zhi’an said with genuine admiration.
The Primordial Witch tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.
“However, I can’t stay here with you,” Mu Zhi’an continued.
He stared at her, expecting to see anger or disappointment in her eyes, but she simply smiled, a hint of sadness in her gaze.
“Is it because you need to find the other girls?” the Primordial Witch asked, her voice gentle.
“What if I said yes… what would you do?” Mu Zhi’an asked, testing the boundaries of his ‘imprisonment’.
The Primordial Witch smiled. “If you don’t want to stay here with me, I can send you back.”
“But I still hope you’ll stay and chat with me… After all, this fragment of my will will disappear soon, and I don’t know when we’ll meet again.”
As she spoke, the black mist behind her churned, and the sound of chains rattling could be faintly heard, as if something was stirring within.
However, due to a special technique, Mu Zhi’an couldn’t hear the chains or see the black mist surrounding her.
He thought she was a gentle and obedient girl, unaware that he had just narrowly escaped being ‘locked up’.
“Let’s go for a walk,” Mu Zhi’an said, looking at the woman in the black robe.
Although her attire was simple, her silver hair was incredibly striking. It was no wonder she always wore a hood, likely to conceal it.
“A walk…?” The chains that had been about to emerge from behind her retreated slightly. She looked up at him.
“You mean you want me to leave this place with you?” the Primordial Witch asked.
“We can just leave the black box. A walk outside would be more enjoyable than sitting here,” Mu Zhi’an said.
The Primordial Witch tilted her head slightly. “Is that alright? If I remember correctly, you’re here for the Ascension Ceremony. If you don’t obtain enough points, you might be disqualified.”
“The Martial Realm trial is important, but if we run out of time, I’ll forfeit,” Mu Zhi’an said with a carefree smile, under her gaze.
“Sometimes, we have to sacrifice something. And I believe this sacrifice is worth it.”
…
Outside the black box, the black mist had almost covered half the zone.
Wei Mengrou and Tang Sufei were walking towards the depths of the mist.
However, it seemed no one could open the black box except Mu Zhi’an, not even Wei Mengrou. They could only watch from outside as the mist, concealing Heavenly Secrets, emanated from it, unable to approach.
“Why is the black box that was with Young Master Mu here…?” Tang Sufei frowned, staring at the mysterious box.
Wei Mengrou also frowned, her eyes filled with confusion.
Boom!
At that moment, the black mist emanating from the black box surged skyward, catching the attention of the two women.
“Look! There seems to be someone inside the black box…?” Tang Sufei whispered, her gaze fixed on the rising mist and the faint silhouette within.
The thick, billowing mist was visible even from other zones, causing the cultivators there to turn and look in its direction.
Wei Mengrou’s gaze followed the mist, then her eyes widened as she saw two figures within.
One of them was Mu Zhi’an.
Why is he here…?
And who’s that person beside him?
Her gaze fell upon the woman in the black robe standing next to Mu Zhi’an.
She frowned slightly, a sense of familiarity washing over her.
Tang Sufei was also staring at the woman in the black robe.
As if sensing their gazes, the woman turned her head slightly.
It was just a brief glance, but after a moment of hesitation, Tang Sufei’s heart pounded with excitement. “The Primordial Witch?!” she exclaimed, her voice barely a whisper.
Wei Mengrou’s gaze also locked onto the figure in the sky, meeting the Primordial Witch’s eyes.
The Primordial Witch stared at Wei Mengrou silently, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions as if she saw something in them.
“It’s you…” she murmured.
She quickly collected her thoughts, turned her head slightly, and smiled charmingly. “Let’s go.”
“I’m quite familiar with the Martial Realm. I’ll guide you.”
The black mist enveloped them, concealing them from Mu Zhi’an’s Spiritual Sense.
He nodded slightly, about to say something.
However, before he could speak, a soft and melodious voice rang out beside him.
“I’m also quite familiar with the Martial Realm. If you just want to take a walk, I can guide you too. But what about your Martial Realm trial?”
Holy crap… Yao Meng?!
As soon as he heard the voice, Mu Zhi’an instinctively looked up and saw a green light appear, swallowing the black mist.
A woman in a green dress, her delicate feet hovering in the air, stood there, smiling at the Primordial Witch.
“I didn’t expect the Primordial Witch to still be alive.”
The Primordial Witch narrowed her eyes.
“The Jade Empress?”