A King Summoner Travels Through the World of Ye Luoli

"Summoning the Guide of Destiny—Haino."

"This is……"

"Haino and Doria's combined technique - Chord of Fate".

Yao, standing on Lu Zhaoran's head, instantly understood what she was about to do.

"Is it really possible to have such a large range of static and rewind times?"

Yao grabbed Lu Zhaoran's hair and asked anxiously, feeling a strange sense of unease.

"Fate Reversed".

"The Mermaid's Gift: Celestial Music".

"aaa～a～a!!!a——"

Doria's singing echoed far and wide, following the radiance emanating from Li Xin and Chang'e, while Haino's piercing spear scattered in all directions, guided by the song.

This time, Lu Zhaoran was not the caster of the spell. She completely entrusted the casting of the spell to her heroes, while she continuously supplied them with energy.

Its boundless power is enough to destroy this world, leaving it utterly doomed; it can also sweep across the eight wastelands and six directions, dominating the entire universe.

However, at this moment, the surging, boundless power within Lu Zhaoran was not used for destruction and conquest, but rather to do everything in its power to repair and save this world on the verge of collapse.

She radiated a dazzling light, as brilliant as the rising sun. Every ray of light contained extremely powerful energy fluctuations, continuously pouring into the surrounding space.

As time went by, the originally broken and fragmented equipment gradually returned to its original state; the torn roads and buildings slowly closed up and healed; the world, which had been severely damaged and on the verge of death, was revitalized... Thanks to Lu Zhaoran's persistent efforts, a brand new, beautiful and hopeful world was once again presented to everyone.

The continuous loss of energy made her increasingly weak, her face ashen white. Her mind was blank, devoid of thought, and all she could see was a vast expanse of white…

'Congratulations, host! The Ye Luoli side story "Light Dust" dungeon has been completed.'

……

The system's voice sounded in her drowsy state, but Lu Zhaoran didn't react; her consciousness had already fallen into a deep sleep.

"Lu Zhaoran!"

"Lu Zhaoran!"

Seeing this, Huo Liaoye tried his best to break through the blockade of Pang Zun and the other two to stop Lu Zhaoran.

As Qing'er watched the figure gradually blur in the air, she immediately turned around and flew towards Lu Zhaoran. She tried her best to reach out and grab the person in the air, but even when she reached him, she grasped nothing.

Lu Zhaoran's figure completely disappeared into the air.

…………

"cough……"

"So she's not dead after all. Let's give her some water."

“No, we don’t even have much water to drink ourselves, how can we give it to her? She’s half-dead, even if she’s not really dead, she’s practically dead. One lash and she’ll be done for.”

"Let's go, get to work quickly, or we'll both be in big trouble when the supervisor comes."

"You go first. It's just giving her a sip; I won't get anything out of it."

In a vast, boundless desert, all that could be seen was a withered, yellowish color. Gale-force winds swept across the land, whipping up clouds of dust that stung the eyes. The scorching sun shone down, yet it could not bring any life or warmth to this barren land. There was no water, no vegetation, only endless sand and stones.

Lu Zhaoran felt someone feed her a sip of water, which temporarily soothed her burning throat. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a young, unfamiliar face.

"Thank you..." Lu Zhaoran's voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

The girl wearing a scarf frowned slightly, seemingly surprised that the person had woken up so quickly.

"No need to thank me. I just saw that you still had a breath left and weren't about to die. But you should save your energy. I can barely take care of myself and won't be able to help you anymore. Whether you live or die is none of my business."

After saying that, she stood up, picked up the tools beside her, and walked away into the distance.

Lu Zhaoran struggled to sit up, looking around at the people busily digging in the desert, feeling a sense of bewilderment.

Where is this? Why is she here?

She recalled her previous experiences and realized she seemed to have completed her mission... and then what?

Lu Zhaoran shook her head, trying to clear her mind. No matter what, she had to adapt to this environment and find a way to leave.

'250, 250.'

She kept calling out to the system in her mind, but she never received a response.

Mountains may crumble, people may run away; it's better to rely on yourself than on others.

Lu Zhaoran had gotten used to the system being offline during crucial moments.

She checked her injuries and then tried using a healing spell.

Fortunately, although she had lost contact with both the hero and the system, she could still use magic.

but……

Looking at this weak spell, Lu Zhaoran fell into deep thought.

It seems she... has dropped in rank.

Right now, it seems like she only has Silver-level strength.

Well, something is better than nothing. After all, it's not the worst-case scenario. She's still perfectly healthy, with no missing limbs, and her magic still works.

Lu Zhaoran only treated the more serious injuries on her body, and ignored the minor ones.

She was extremely thirsty, so she used some of her magic to conjure water, and didn't use the rest of her power.

She currently has very limited magical power, and in this unfamiliar setting, she must conserve some of it.

"Hey! Who's in charge of you? How dare you hide here and slack off!"

While Lu Zhaoran was resting, a man wielding a large whip appeared out of nowhere and roared fiercely at her.

The man didn't look particularly strong, but compared to the group of enslaved old, weak, women, and disabled people around him, he was much more robust. He swung his whip with great flair, and the red ribbon he wore was tied high on the top of his arm as if it were a precious treasure, as if to show off his power by borrowing the tiger's might.

Lu Zhaoran raised her head and looked at the man coldly, "I am not under anyone's control."

The man glared angrily, "How dare you! Disobeying orders? I think you have a death wish!"

As he spoke, he raised the whip in his hand and lashed it at Lu Zhaoran. Lu Zhaoran nimbly dodged to the side and grabbed the whip at the same time. The man pulled hard, but found that the whip was firmly held by Lu Zhaoran and he could not break free.

"You!" The man stared at Lu Zhaoran in astonishment.

Lu Zhaoran's eyes were cold. She released the whip, too lazy to get entangled with this person any further.

Seeing this, the man knew he had met his match and reluctantly withdrew his whip. "Hmph, you just wait and see!" he said, then turned and left.

Lu Zhaoran continued to rest and recover her strength. She knew that in this unfamiliar place, she had to remain vigilant and physically strong at all times.

"This man is insane! How dare he defy him!"

"Yes, it's really terrible. If I get a lash, I'll just take it. But if they report me for being 'insubordinate,' who knows what kind of torture I'll suffer."

Those around Lu Zhaoran were shocked by what they saw. They whispered among themselves and looked at her with pity, as if they could already see the terrible punishment that this girl was about to face.