I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 491 - 405: Dream Revisited, Mythical Society (Three-in-One)

Chapter 491: Chapter 405: Dream Revisited, Mythical Society (Three-in-One)

In the top room of the Dan Tower, the incense burner emitted a warm fragrance, dispelling the chill from outside.

Master Gu He of Dan Tower withdrew his hand from Xiao Yu’s wrist, his voice steady like an ancient bell: “Her injuries have completely healed, and upon awakening, her power will significantly advance. However, her essence was deeply corroded by the curse, and she will never again be able to transfer injuries for others as you described.”

“Thank you, Master.” Dongfang Mingyue rose to give thanks, her eyes full of gratitude.

The Yin Yang Rebirth Pill is a Seventh Grade Elixir, even for a Tier Seven Spiritualist, it’s extremely costly to obtain just one. Yet, upon hearing Xiao Yu’s plight, Gu He took out the elixir without hesitation, a kindness that she secretly remembered.

Gu He stroked his beard with a slight chuckle, a hint of deliberation hidden in his eyes — if someone else had sought this elixir, he probably wouldn’t have shown up at all.

But Dongfang Mingyue was different; the talent she displayed in alchemy was enough to support her future pursuit of becoming a Seventh Grade Alchemist, and she might even touch the supreme realms of Eighth Tier, Ninth Grade.

Exchanging a Seventh Grade Elixir for the friendship of a future alchemy master — no matter how you calculate it, it’s a worthwhile trade.

“Mingyue, given your current situation, it’s no longer suitable for you to live outside.” Gu He shifted the topic, his tone reassuringly authoritative, “From today until the alchemy finals, you will reside at Dan Tower. With me here, no one can harm you in the slightest.”

As the master of Dan Tower, his strength is not only immeasurable, but his connections are also deeply rooted.

If someone dared to cause trouble at Dan Tower, he would undoubtedly make sure they could not leave.

Dongfang Mingyue felt warmth in her heart, bowing in gratitude again. Being able to find sanctuary at Dan Tower meant peace not only for her, but also for Xiao Yu and the guards who would no longer be plunged into danger because of her.

Gu He nodded faintly, meticulously checking Xiao Yu’s aura once more. Confirming no issues remained, he then turned and exited the room, leaving the space to these sisters who had endured life and death.

“Xiao Yu.” Dongfang Mingyue gently sat by the bed, holding Xiao Yu’s warm hand. That hand was soft and delicate, now absent of the dryness and folds from before, a round face glowing with healthy pinkness, breathing steady and prolonged.

Looking at the vibrant figure before her, Dongfang Mingyue suddenly felt a moment of daze.

Destiny had indeed been changed.

Since she awakened the ability “Future Dream,” all the tragedies foretold in her dreams eventually came true, without exception.

Those destined to pass away, no matter how she struggled or sought help, ultimately could not escape their predetermined end, and sometimes even met a more tragic fate due to her intervention.

Time and time again, her efforts were crushed, her hopes turned to despair, and she had long surrendered to the shackles of fate.

“Fate cannot be changed” — these six words were imprinted in her very bones, becoming a principle she dared not trespass.

But today, she witnessed the collapse of that principle.

Earlier in the snow, everything was identical to the scenes in her dream; the same snow flying across the sky, the same farewell words, the same old decay. Xiao Yu, using the ability she could only employ once in her lifetime, sacrificed her life to shield her from the deadly curse. According to the dream’s trajectory, Xiao Yu should have grown cold in her arms, perishing entirely.

But now, the girl who should have died lay vividly breathing before her, her aura steady, her appearance alive.

The shadow of fate had indeed been torn open.

Dongfang Mingyue felt a slight sourness in her nose, a surge of indescribable thrill rising in her heart — like someone who has walked in endless darkness finally sees a ray of dawn ahead.

The chains of destiny tightly entwining her quietly broke at this moment.

Her eyes, long closed due to despair, reopened at this moment, seeing the light called “hope.”

And it was all brought by one person.

Dongfang Mingyue’s heart seemed pushed by something, beating quickly and urgently; the impulse to break through destiny transformed into a warm stream, flowing through her veins, reaching every corner of her body. She couldn’t sit still, turning and running towards the door.

The stone steps of Dan Tower were still covered with thin snow, she sprinted down, the icy snowflakes soaking the soles of her shoes, yet she felt no cold.

As she rushed out of Dan Tower’s gate, the bitter wind and snow greeted her face.

Raising her eyes, she saw Qin Tian standing in the center of the square, still wearing that blood-stained black robe, with blood marks long frozen into dark red ice crumbs on the hem. His jet-black hair and brows dusted with a thin layer of snow, like frost, yet enhancing his stern face, his posture upright like a pine never bending in the wind and snow.

The guards surrounded him, whispering something, each face displaying the fatigue of surviving a disaster, yet their brows relaxed in relief from safety.

Dongfang Mingyue’s gaze firmly locked onto Qin Tian, her mind uncontrollably replaying scenes from the snow — how he was pierced by Sword Qi creating countless bloody holes, yet not retreating a step; facing that towering giant finger, his bones shattered, yet his frame remained erect; the resolute glow in his palm as he pulled Xiao Yu back from the Death God’s grip…

Those scenes rushed in like tides, gratitude, emotion, and the joy of breaking fate converging at this moment into an unstoppable urge.

She didn’t hesitate, walking step by step toward Qin Tian facing the wind and snow.

The snowflakes landed in her hair, on her shoulders, quickly accumulating a thin layer, yet she remained unaware, her eyes fixed solely on the figure standing in the storm.

When Qin Tian saw Dongfang Mingyue approaching, his originally stern gaze softened slightly.