Chapter 149: Run Quickly

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Ning Xianyu almost covered her face—this scene was far too intense.
At last, she understood why Xiahou Fang always said matters between men and women were filthy. He even despised her for having impure thoughts.
It turned out he wasn’t interested in those things between men and women at all; he favored the affairs between men.
Ning Xianyu quickly covered the little emperor’s eyes. “Don’t look. You still have the duty to continue the lineage.”
An emperor, after all, bore the responsibility of carrying on the family line; he couldn’t be led astray. Such a scene was better for her to endure alone.
Xuanyuan Tunhan couldn’t help but slap her on the head. “What nonsense are you spouting?”
He rushed forward, delivering a palm strike aimed at Xiahou Fang.
Xiahou Fang grabbed Zhang Lang and hurriedly retreated. “Brother, I’m trying to help everyone get out. Are you misunderstanding something?”
Xuanyuan Tunhan’s face darkened. “He’s the key to everything here—that stone. Brother Fang wants to seize the stone for himself, doesn’t he?”
Xiahou Fang’s expression remained unchanged, though he hadn’t expected to be seen through so quickly.
“I didn’t expect Brother Ni to be so clever. I underestimated you before. But I took the stone with the intention of leading everyone out. Brother Ni, there’s no need to be so tense.”
Xuanyuan Tunhan didn’t believe him for a moment and laughed. “Then why don’t I take the stone and bring you both out together?”
Naturally, Xiahou Fang refused, grabbing Zhang Lang and running.
Xuanyuan Tunhan chased after him relentlessly.
Ning Xianyu, holding the little emperor, smiled at her. “They’ve all left. Let’s go find the exit ourselves.”
She sensed Zhang Lang was suspicious, but she had no interest in the stone; she had other means of escape.
The little emperor didn’t understand what was happening, but she knew Ning Xianyu was the only reliable person here who cared deeply about her survival.
Those two men fought over the stone, but only this woman cared about her.
She clutched Ning Xianyu’s hand tightly and ran alongside her.
Xuanyuan Tunhan saw her running and called out for her to stop.
Xiahou Fang also shouted not to run, but she ignored them, running swiftly.
She quickly pulled the little emperor to a well in the backyard and gestured for her to jump in.
The little emperor looked but didn’t hesitate—she jumped.
Ning Xianyu followed closely behind, praising her. “Well done, good child.”
She looked around. “Hold onto my arm tightly. Don’t let go, understand?”
The little emperor could do nothing but blink.

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Ning Xianyu reached out, trying to communicate with the little red figures and the astrologer stone within her soul.
“Please, you live inside my soul—you’ve got to help me. Quickly send me out.”
She had sensed these little beings inside her soul were acting strangely when she first arrived, as if very familiar and attached to this place. So she hoped they could help her escape.
Sure enough, as her words fell, water began to seep slowly from the walls of the well ahead, starting as just a trickle and then growing steadily.
Soon, the entire well was nearly filled.
The little emperor was frightened but still held firmly onto Ning Xianyu’s arm.
Ning Xianyu turned and hugged the little emperor, both closing their eyes tightly. After a short while, she opened her eyes to find themselves in a lake.
She helped the little emperor rise to the surface, and soon they were above the water under the sunlight. It was then she realized the little emperor was just a soul.
The little emperor was scared, feeling the sunlight harsh on her eyes.
And she finally felt able to speak.
“Thank you, immortal, for saving me.”
Ning Xianyu smiled. “Don’t thank me yet—I’m going to take you back first.”
She hid the little emperor inside her sleeve, concealing their presence as they made their way to the Grand Tutor’s mansion.
The little emperor asked from inside the sleeve, “What about those two immortals?”
Ning Xianyu replied, “Don’t worry about them—they’re far more powerful than I am. They’ll definitely get out.”
She had no intention of caring about that villain Xiahou Fang, and as for the other, she had already figured out it was Xuanyuan Tunhan.
Though she didn’t know how he had found them so quickly, she didn’t want to be caught and forced to repair the heavens, so let him stay there a few more years.
She took the little emperor back to the Grand Tutor’s mansion and soon found the little emperor’s body, telling her to return to it.
The little emperor laid on her body but was soon ejected again.
“Immortal, am I dead?”
Was she unable to return because she was dead?
Ning Xianyu wasn’t entirely sure of the situation but was certain the little emperor was not dead.
She said, “Lie back down. I’ll try feeding you some immortal elixir.”
She had many immortal pills and elixirs on hand, which were greatly beneficial even to mortals.
Thanks to Xiahou Fang not confiscating her storage pouch, she was fortunate.
The little emperor lay down again, and Ning Xianyu hurriedly poured elixir into her mouth and gave her a nourishing pill.

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This time, the little emperor did not bounce back up. Her breathing steadied, and her complexion visibly improved, radiating a spiritual aura.
But no matter how Ning Xianyu called her, she couldn’t wake her.
She tried patting her face and pinching her hand, but there was no response; she remained unconscious.
Frustrated, Ning Xianyu covered her head. “System, system, can you hear me now?”
The system immediately responded, “I hear you. What kind of space have you entered this time?”
Ning Xianyu snapped irritably, “Can your system be upgraded to fix these bugs? Every time I enter a dream realm space, you can’t follow me. That’s so irresponsible.”
The system agreed something was amiss. “I’ve reported it to headquarters. They said the world isn’t stable enough yet, and my energy is insufficient to penetrate those barriers.”
So, still no solution.
Ning Xianyu sighed. “What now? Why is the little emperor still unconscious and won’t wake up?”
The system pondered for some time. “I think maybe her soul has been separated from her body too long and needs time to adjust.”
Ning Xianyu leaned over the bed, helplessly asking, “When will she wake up?”
“She won’t wake up.”
She hadn’t realized she had spoken aloud and was startled when a voice suddenly spoke beside her ear.
“Who’s there? A ghost?”
The soul of Nian Laisheng slowly appeared, looking resigned. “Dear disciple, it’s me. Didn’t they tell you I left some remnants residing in your bracelet?”
Ning Xianyu touched her bracelet and then looked at him.
After all this time, she truly hadn’t known.
“You’ve been living inside me all along, but when Xiahou Fang captured me, why didn’t you help?”
Nian Laisheng answered helplessly, “I’m just a fragment of a soul. I can’t help you. Besides, dear disciple, fate favors the virtuous—you are the turning point of the celestial path. Xiahou Fang will never harm you.”
“I thank you,” Ning Xianyu said, though she wasn’t happy. She felt her being a turning point was solely due to her Xi Rang body—a fact she did not want at all.
“So what exactly happened to the little emperor? Why do you say she can’t wake up?”