Chapter 814: Seeing Yun'er Again!

Hearing this, Yang Tian's hand immediately clenched. He realized he had forgotten about this thing. Merits were hard to come by; he had only received them after doing a great good deed. Couldn't they be used to avert disaster?

"You have no choice." Glaring fiercely at Yang Tian, Xin Yu's face changed rapidly. She smiled broadly and said to Yuan Xia with a grin, "Xia'er, you will agree, won't you?"

Having this celestial beauty as her daughter-in-law, Xin Yu naturally had to take the initiative. Girls were very thin-skinned.

"Uh... this..." Twisting the hem of her clothes with her jade-like hands, Yuan Xia was now shy, her eyes fixed on her small feet, her voice very soft.

"Mother, don't make things more complicated." At that moment, a cauldron appeared in Yang Tian's hand. The Divine Cauldron of Mending Heaven was radiant all over, with clouds of merit rolling endlessly.

"I don't believe that even this merit can't suppress the gu technique." Clenching his fist, Yang Tian's hand suddenly shook, and a strand of golden light emitted a peaceful and vast fluctuation, abruptly sweeping over Xin Yu.

As this strand of merit merged into her body, Xin Yu's hot sweat instantly dissipated, and a hint of rosiness appeared on her pale cheeks.

"It's effective." A glimmer of joy appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. He hadn't expected this thing to have such marvelous uses, something even the helpless Yang Xiao hadn't thought of.

"Hurry, Auntie's complexion is improving." A smile also appeared on Yuan Xia's face.

Yang Tian nodded. Three consecutive strands of merit washed into Xin Yu's body, and she immediately radiated vitality, gaining an aura of peace.

"How can this be?" Touching her painless body, Xin Yu furrowed her brows.

"Mother, aren't you happy that you're better?" Yang Tian was utterly bewildered. What was this about?

"Then will you two still get married?" Hearing this, Xin Yu shook her head. In the past few days, she had tried to probe, but unfortunately, they had no such intention. As for why, she couldn't say for sure.

"Auntie, let's talk about this another time." Yuan Xia stuck out her tongue and pulled Xin Yu away by the arm to spare Yang Tian any embarrassment. Yuan Xia was very clear about his thoughts.

"Although it's suppressed, the life-bound gu has already lived inside her body for quite some time. If the caster isn't killed, it will eventually become a disaster." Yan Long's voice came through at that moment.

Hearing this, Yang Tian nodded. He hadn't pointed it out earlier either, to avoid upsetting Xin Yu. Since merit could suppress the gu arts, he had plenty of time.

"Some debts will be settled sooner or later!" Clenching his fist, Yang Tian's steps brought him before Yun'er. He asked nervously, "I wonder if this merit will work on Yun'er."

The Heaven-Mending Cauldron floated in the void, its mouth churning with golden clouds—all merit power. If outsiders saw it, they would surely try to seize it.

Seeing Yang Tian's demeanor, Yan Long shook his head slightly. Every strand of merit was hard-won, yet the other didn't value it much and squandered it whenever he could.

Yun'er's entire body was radiant, her skin like jade. Every day, vast amounts of vital energy poured into her body, keeping her face from aging—all thanks to her formidable foundation.

Yang Tian took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and slowly closed his eyes. His mind sank into the merit, and he immediately drew a large mass of divine merit radiance toward Yun'er's body.

The golden divine radiance was resplendent, peaceful and vast, containing the mysteries of the cosmos. It surged like a stream toward Yun'er's delicate form.

As the merit entered her body, Yun'er's entire being emitted a golden divine light, supremely holy, radiating a great benevolent power.

Yang Tian's mind followed the merit into Yun'er's body, arriving at her Sea of Wheels. Seeing the empty scene, his heart ached.

He had thought he might find remnants of her origin in the female demon's secret chamber, but his wish had not been fulfilled. The woman who had given so much for him still slept.

"What use is all this merit?" Looking at the sea of merit clouds around him, Yang Tian sighed.

"You can try calling out to her here. It might work." At that moment, Yan Long's voice came, making his whole body tremble.

"Call..." Yang Tian clenched his fists. Whether it would succeed or not, he sat cross-legged inside.

The merit cloud trembled, now coalescing into a dharma body of Yang Tian, radiating utmost peace. It sat cross-legged in the sea of reincarnation, emitting a series of calls.

This place was cold and dark, like a prison, with no light and nothing visible. An ordinary person staying here for a day would go mad.

Only a woman sat cross-legged inside. Her aura was serene, like an orchid in a deep valley, as if she had entered some mysterious realm.

The purple energy that had surged here some time ago, though just a phantom, had given Yun'er some inspiration. She had been sitting cross-legged ever since, as if comprehending something unknown.

Her eyelids, which had been still for who knows how long, suddenly trembled. Yun'er opened her eyes, and a trace of purple energy gradually dissipated in her pupils.

Her gaze then fell on a patch of void, where strands of golden light seeped out, radiating a peaceful and vast fluctuation, bringing an indescribable warmth to this cold space.

"Who is it? Could it be Brother Yang Tian?" Yun'er suddenly stood up, her big eyes fixed on the wisps of golden light, her voice filled with anticipation.

In the void, the golden light, like a small sun, rapidly expanded, illuminating the entire space with a golden glow.

"Yun'er..."

Suddenly, from the hazy void came a distant voice, as if right beside her, yet far away like the horizon.

Hearing this voice, Yun'er's face instantly bloomed like a lotus, and her big eyes welled up with tears, as if she might cry.

Who could understand the waiting in her heart? She had been alone in this sunless space, just waiting, waiting...

Time passed swiftly, and though her heart had settled, who could understand this torment?

After countless eons of waiting, just for a single reunion, this longing, though buried, erupted with such intensity the moment it was unleashed.

"Brother Yang Tian... Brother Yang Tian..." Yun'er called out loudly, running inside, her hair flying, her robes fluttering. Only she knew the excitement in her heart.

"Yun'er..." The voice gradually came from the horizon, drawing nearer.

Yang Tian, seated cross-legged in the Sea of Reincarnation, trembled violently. He heard it—the sobbing, agitated voice reached his ears. He heard it.

Like voices from another realm, the two sounds gradually intertwined. Yang Tian's eyes suddenly blazed with boundless divine power of merit, and he roared, "Break for me!"

Boom! That space shook violently, golden divine radiance bursting forth like a tide, illuminating everything within.

"Brother Yang Tian..." When she saw the golden figure, Yun'er froze, her murmuring voice barely a whisper.

She had thought this was a dream, but it was too real. The merit in the void gave her a powerful energy, strengthening her weak and weary spirit.

"Yun'er... Yun'er!" Yang Tian's face was wild with joy. He roared, never expecting to succeed. This should be the spiritual world of a person, where ordinary people could never enter, but merit had pierced through.

"Brother Yang Tian, it's me, it's me." Yun'er wept loudly, rushing forward, throwing herself toward Yang Tian's body.

But the two were like phantoms, able to see each other yet unable to embrace in this hard-won meeting—a great regret.

As they collided, Yang Tian's body began to distort and then slowly shattered. He roared, "Yun'er, wait for me. I will save you, even if I have to become the supreme being of heaven and earth, I will strive. Wait for me!"

When the last trace of sound faded, darkness returned, but a single strand of divine merit remained, drifting in the void.

"I will wait, I will..." Watching the vanishing scene, Yun'er cried out, her heart full of sorrow and pain, utterly desolate.