As the white energy surged within Ye Ming, a subtle change had taken place in the space where he and Qin Shuang were located.
At this moment, a vast expanse of white surrounded Ye Ming. They were in a special space enveloped by pure white energy, where the concept of time and the fabric of space ceased to exist.
All that remained was absolute tranquility.
This was a world without dust.
This was the Void Realm, one of Ye Ming's most mysterious abilities.
Only three people had witnessed Ye Ming wield such a technique before.
The first was Fang Junxue.
Next was Xiao A'en.
Lastly, there was Kawano Shin, currently in Higashi Island.
Now, there was one more.
Within this world, one's mind would not be disturbed by any external force, and all negative emotions would be soothed.
Here, one could face everything that happened with clarity. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
It was precisely for this reason that Ye Ming chose to bring Qin Shuang here.
As mentioned before, only by stabilizing Qin Shuang's emotions could there be a possibility of clearing the implanted memories.
With thorough preparation, Ye Ming gently waved his hand, sending a soft force into Qin Shuang's body, pulling her back to reality from her slumber.
A few seconds later, Qin Shuang's long eyelashes fluttered, and she hazily opened her eyes. Though the surroundings were a blur of white, the light was not dazzling but soft, and she quickly adapted to it.
Similarly, all her negative emotions were soothed by the power of this world the moment she regained consciousness, bringing her to a state of peace.
"I... where is this?"
Qin Shuang could clearly feel her mind was chaotic, yet she felt no sense of discomfort, which shocked her while also bringing her unprecedented peace of mind.
"You are in my world now!"
Ye Ming said calmly, "Here, you can boldly recall everything, all the things you dare not face and do not wish to face."
"Your... your world!"
Hearing this, Qin Shuang finally shifted her gaze to Ye Ming.
Upon seeing Ye Ming, Qin Shuang instinctively took a step back, a fear seemingly etched into her very bones. But as the nascent emotion of fear surfaced, it was strangely quelled.
Qin Shuang stopped, finding her own change difficult to believe.
Even though she and the person before her were on opposing sides, for some reason, she felt no hostility here, and could even maintain a calm conversation.
"Do you know why I brought you here?"
Ye Ming asked calmly.
But Qin Shuang did not answer, merely looking at him placidly.
Ye Ming did not mind and continued, "The reason is very simple, because someone wants to save you."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of understanding crossed Qin Shuang's eyes; she seemed to guess something.
Being in this world, Qin Shuang's negative emotions were pacified, and her now tranquil mind could see through many things.
Therefore, she understood immediately who Ye Ming was referring to.
"Ji Hongying was merely a tool for me to monitor you. For her to want to save me, how foolish!"
Qin Shuang chuckled, though it was unclear if the smile held self-deprecation or another meaning.
She was still a Celestial Disciple.
As Qin Shuang said, in her memories, Ji Hongying was merely a tool.
Ye Ming did not get angry at such words. He knew very well that the person before him was not the "Qin Shuang" herself.
"Is she really just a tool?"
Ye Ming also smiled and said, "If she were truly just a tool, then why don't you try to recall how you and this so-called tool interacted?"
How did they interact?
Upon hearing these words, Qin Shuang instinctively recalled all her experiences with Ji Hongying.
From their first meeting.
Then her identity in the Black Tiger Sect.
Finally, leaving the Black Tiger Sect and entering the Drunken Red Dust.
Scene after scene, like a videotape, replayed in her mind.
They were so vivid and colorful, with a balanced warmth and coldness.
Before Qin Shuang even realized it, the corners of her lips had unconsciously curved into a perfect arc.
She was smiling.
Smiling very happily.
"So, what's with that expression of yours now?"
Ye Ming pulled Qin Shuang back from her memory recall.
"I..."
At this moment, Qin Shuang could clearly feel her heart beating rapidly, with a joyful rhythm.
"Then why don't you try to recall more carefully, when were you given that so-called mission?"
Ye Ming did not cease his verbal assault, continuing to press.
He wanted to separate the two conflicting torrents of memory in Qin Shuang's mind step by step. Only then would he have an opportunity to act.
"My... mission!"
Hearing the word "mission," the arc of Qin Shuang's lips began to collapse, and her heart's rhythm slowed. All these phenomena seemed to foreshadow one thing: the memories she was about to recall carried a heavy hue.
Her body was resisting.
Yet, despite this, she uncontrollably began to recall that heavy memory, murmuring,
"I was chosen as a believer by the Celestial Elder."
"I wandered in the mortal world, awaiting the moment I would be given a mission."
"I waited and waited, time slipped through my fingers, I remained dormant."
"The moment I waited for arrived, the Celestial Elder descended, and I was given my mission."
"..."
Qin Shuang's narration at this moment was like a puppet reporting, her tone mechanical, devoid of any emotion.
"Celestial... Elder! Where are you?"
Qin Shuang searched for that person's figure in her memory.
But in the end, after searching everywhere, she could not find the slightest trace.
She opened her eyes, her mind a jumble of memories, forcing Qin Shuang back to reality.
"Did you find your Celestial Elder?"
Ye Ming stared into her eyes, his tone intensifying, and asked again, "Qin Shuang, tell me, who are you?"
Who are you?
As these three words entered Qin Shuang's mind, they were like the echoing sound of a bell, reverberating endlessly in her sea of memories.
"I... who am I?"
Qin Shuang repeated the question, searching for the answer in her mind.
"I... I am a devout Celestial Disciple! Yes, I am Celestial..."
"No! I... I am Qin Shuang!"
"I... who am I, after all?"
Boom!
At this moment, it was as if a violent collision was occurring in Qin Shuang's sea of memories, with countless memory fragments flying out onto the surface. These fragments seemed to be repelled, as if the ocean could no longer contain them.
"Good! That's it!"
Ye Ming had already placed his index finger on Qin Shuang's brow. He could clearly feel that her chaotic, muddy memories were returning to some semblance of order.
The outward repulsive force was a release from her body's instinct.
Now was the most critical moment for Qin Shuang.
The clash between the two torrents of memory had reached a fever pitch. All Ye Ming could do now was protect Qin Shuang's brain from harm.
"I... am... Qin Shuang!"
As Qin Shuang cried out, the boiling sea of memories in her mind began to calm, and the surface was covered with fragmented remnants.