The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 528 The End of Cause and Effect

Yun Yao stood in front of the magnificent Hongmeng Temple. The temple exuded a mysterious and majestic atmosphere. The golden light flowed between the temples, as if telling the hardships and glory she and Chu Mochen had gone through. Today, the temple welcomed distinguished guests from all sides, and envoys from various countries entered one after another. They came to pay homage to the legend of the current cultivation world - Hongmeng Sword Master Yun Yao, either with awe or with a purpose.

Yun Yao was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, with fluttering sleeves and the embroidered Hongmeng runes faintly visible, showing her noble status. She looked at everyone calmly, but she had a premonition in her heart that today would not be peaceful. Just as the envoys from various countries came forward to offer gifts and greetings, a familiar yet unfamiliar breath quietly approached.

She looked up and saw a young man in white walking towards her. He had a stern face, but his eyes were filled with stubbornness and hatred. He was the Holy Son of the Holy Land, the reincarnation of Liu Yan'er. Yun Yao sighed in her heart. She had expected that this cause and effect would be settled sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to happen on such an occasion today.

The Holy Son walked in front of Yun Yao, stopped suddenly, and stared at her intently. The air around him seemed to become cold because of the hostility emanating from him. "Yun Yao, today is the day you die!" He gritted his teeth and said, his voice trembling slightly with anger.

Yun Yao's expression did not change. She just looked at him calmly and said softly, "Must the grudges from the previous life continue into this life? Although you are Liu Yan'er's reincarnation, you should also have your own new life. Why cling to the hatred of the past?"

The Holy Son seemed to not listen at all. He snorted coldly, and a flash of light flashed in his hand. He offered a long sword emitting a cold light. Runes surged on the sword, which was obviously a good magic weapon. "Stop talking nonsense, give me your life!" After saying that, he flashed and stabbed at Yun Yao like a ghost. The sword was sharp and determined to kill.

Yun Yao's eyes focused, and she gently waved her right hand. The Hongmeng Heavenly Dao Sword instantly appeared in her hand, and the sword body hummed, as if responding to the call of its master. She did not dodge, and when the tip of the Saint's sword was about to touch her throat, she suddenly dodged to the side and slashed at the Saint's wrist with a backhanded sword at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, the Holy Son quickly withdrew his sword and returned to defend. The two of them immediately fought back and forth, and a thrilling battle broke out in front of the temple. The people around them exclaimed and retreated, leaving an open space for the two to perform. Yun Yao's sword moves were exquisite, and every sword swing was accompanied by the power of Hongmeng. The sword energy was crisscrossed, and deep gullies were carved on the surrounding ground. The Holy Son was not to be outdone. Relying on the profound skills of the holy land, his sword moves were strange and changeable, and he almost injured Yun Yao several times.

But Yun Yao had experienced countless battles after all, and her strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. She saw a flaw in the Holy Son and thrust out with her sword, with the tip of the sword against the Holy Son's throat. The Holy Son's eyes widened, his face full of resentment and resentment, but he also knew that he was at a disadvantage at this moment.

"Hmph, kill me if you want. I am not as skilled as you today, so I have nothing to say!" The Son of God closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Yun Yao slowly retracted the sword and said softly: "I won't kill you."

The Holy Son suddenly opened his eyes, looking shocked: "Why? Aren't you afraid that I will continue to seek revenge on you in the future?"

Yun Yao smiled slightly, revealing a bit of fatigue and open-mindedness in her smile: "I don't want to be entangled in the grudges of the previous life. You should have your own path in this life, why are you blinded by the obsession of the previous life. Today I will spare your life, hoping that you can let go of the hatred and start over."

After that, Yun Yao's hand flashed with light, and a restriction was cast into the body of the Holy Son: "This restriction will not hurt you, it will only temporarily suppress the evil in your body. When your mood calms down, it will dissipate."

Afterwards, Yun Yao looked at Chu Mochen, who had been watching the battle silently, and their eyes met, conveying each other's feelings. Chu Mochen nodded slightly, took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and the power of chaos surged in his palm. He gently pressed on the forehead of the Son of God, and the power of chaos slowly flowed into the Son of God's body and began to erase his memory of hatred in his previous life.

The Son's eyes gradually became confused, and the hatred in his eyes faded away little by little, replaced by a pure and ignorant look. Yun Yao heaved a sigh of relief when she saw this, because she knew that this cause and effect that had lasted for several lifetimes had finally come to an end at this moment.

At this moment, the familiar prompt sound of the system sounded in Yun Yao's mind: "The causal value is reset to zero, and the fate trajectory is reshaped. Host, you have completely broken free from the shackles of your past life, and the road to the future will be written by you."

Yun Yao was filled with emotion. She looked back and saw that the faces of the envoys from various countries were filled with shock and awe. They had witnessed this thrilling resolution of a feud, and their awe of Yun Yao deepened. In the crowd, Xiao Cui was looking at her with a look of satisfaction.

Xiao Cui is now the empress, exuding a majestic aura, and is completely different from the kind and simple little maid she was back then. But when she looked at Yun Yao, her eyes still showed the intimacy of the past. She walked lightly in front of Yun Yao and bowed gracefully: "Your Majesty, Xiao Cui congratulates you on completely resolving the cause and effect and starting a new chapter."

Yun Yao quickly helped Xiao Cui up, and said jokingly with a smile: "You are now the empress of a region, and you are still so polite."

Xiao Cui stood up and smiled: "In Xiao Cui's heart, you will always be the benefactor who led me out of trouble and gave me hope. I came here today to ask for a favor." As she spoke, she carefully took out a bead emitting colorful light from her arms. It was the "National Destiny Dragon Ball".

“Your Majesty, although the secular world seems stable nowadays, there are still cultivators who rely on their cultivation to oppress mortals. Xiao Cui knows that you have great powers. I hope you can integrate this national destiny dragon ball into the magic weapon, give the secular world the ability to resist cultivators, and protect my people.” Xiao Cui spoke sincerely, her eyes full of expectation.

Yun Yao gently took the dragon ball, felt the great power contained in it, and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Xiao Cui, you care about the people, I will help you." After that, she formed seals with both hands and slowly integrated the dragon ball into the Hongmeng sword embryo. In an instant, the Hongmeng sword embryo shone brightly, and the mountains and rivers of the secular world faintly appeared on the sword body, as if a mysterious connection with the entire secular world had been established.

After doing all this, Yun Yao looked at everyone and said loudly: "From now on, if there are cultivators in the secular world who provoke trouble without reason, they will be retaliated by the way of heaven. I hope that all cultivators will abide by their duties and not violate them." Her voice resounded in all directions, with unquestionable majesty, and everyone knelt down in response.

After that, the feast in the temple continued, but the atmosphere was more peaceful than before. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen sat hand in hand on the main seat, looking at the lively scene below, their hearts filled with relief. After experiencing so many ups and downs, they finally saw the moon through the clouds, not only resolving the grievances of past and present lives, but also seeking peace for both the cultivation world and the secular world.

However, Yun Yao knew that this was only a temporary peace. The last task of the system, "Creating an Independent Universe", was still hanging in her mind, and there were more difficult challenges waiting for them in the future. But at this moment, she just wanted to enjoy this rare warm time with the people around her, accumulate strength, and welcome the unknown journey.

As the night deepened, the stars sprinkled on the Hongmeng Temple, as if covering this building that symbolizes power and hope with a layer of dreamy gauze. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen strolled in the garden behind the temple, with the fragrance of flowers and the moonlight like water.

"Achen, do you think we can really create an independent universe?" Yun Yao asked softly, with a hint of longing and uneasiness for the future in her tone.

Chu Mochen held her hand, giving her strength and warmth: "As long as we join hands, nothing is impossible. We have made it through so many desperate situations in the past, and we will definitely succeed this time."

Yun Yao nodded slightly, leaning on his shoulder, with a firm light in her eyes: "Well, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

The two of them just snuggled up quietly, looking forward to the future under the moonlight, but little did they know that in the dark of the universe, pairs of eyes were quietly watching them, and a new storm was slowly brewing...