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Chapter 71: One-Day Tour at the Demon’s Palace.

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It was a rare scene in the Demon Palace, with Xuanniao standing on the bookshelf like a well-behaved parrot, not making a sound. Countless demon generals were hidden in the corners, enthusiastically watching the spectacle and whispering to each other.

Shen Wanqing held the book, reciting the titles and chapter names as if she were a middle school student being called upon by the teacher. As she continued, her voice grew quieter.

Even after a long time had passed, Shen Wanqing still had a deep impression of this day.

She called it the “awkward punishment”.

A severe punishment comparable to the death penalty.

“Speak louder,” Xie Wuyan said, holding his arms and leaning against the bookshelf. He looked at Shen Wanqing, who was so embarrassed that she almost couldn’t breathe, without any sympathy. He seemed quite pleased.

“You lack emotion.”

Shen Wanqing choked up.

Especially when she looked up and saw so many demon generals from the Demon Palace, all crowding into the library to watch her punishment. They even went to great lengths to compress and deform their bodies just to sneak a peek. Every demon general had a happy smile on their faces, as if saying, “You also have your day too!”

Shen Wanqing felt this was unfair!

Why!

She is also a dignified palace master. How can her hard-earned reputation of fierceness become soft in front of him?

So, she decided to be firm.

“What’s wrong? The library was built by me, so I can read whatever I want!” Shen Wanqing put her hands on her hips, “I won’t read anymore!”

Silence…

Xuanniao stared wide-eyed.

She stood up!

The soft girl stood up!

Shen Wanqing showed a formidable momentum.

Xie Wuyan remained incredibly calm.

He looked at Shen Wanqing, who was bristling with anger, raised an eyebrow lightly, didn’t speak immediately, and just smiled at her like that for a while.

Then, he gently curled his lips and let out a disdainful and mocking laugh that seemed to pierce her soul.

“Heh.”

Then, he slowly said: “Is that so?”

Shen Wanqing was defeated in an instant, and her entire body slumped with no strength left, her head drooping in helplessness, followed by a surge of powerless fury in her heart.

… What’s that “heh” supposed to mean!

Can a distinguished Demon Lord like you only smile with ‘hehe’ and not ‘haha’?

But, obviously, she wouldn’t dare say it out loud: “Of course not, how could there be anyone audacious enough to speak to His Highness in such a manner? I can’t bear it, and yet His Highness isn’t angry! Truly magnanimous.”

Xuanniao acted as if he didn’t see it.

But it seemed like this wasn’t a bad thing.

Without Xie Wuyan, Shen Wanqing would not be like this. Every day, she would lose her temper in the palace, dragging people out for severe reprimands, and often punishing them to stand in the corner like a rooster on the wall¹. Then, she would lead those demon generals to bully people everywhere, acting like a little tyrant, particularly arrogant.

Until no one dared to criticize her.

No one dared to bully her.

And now, she didn’t have to be like that anymore.

She could be like any ordinary girl, soft and coquettish, freely venting her emotions without worrying if she would survive tomorrow or if she could obtain what she wanted.

Someone was protecting this unruly little tyrant.

Xuanniao felt deeply moved.

Then he looked at his own bald tail feathers.

…How to deal with two demon lords?!?

After visiting the library, Xie Wuyan, led by a group of demon general to the next new scene 一 the Midnight Song Hall.

Upon entering the hall, the sound of gongs and drums was deafening.

Two robust demon cultivators dressed in matching outfits stood on a circular platform, vigorously beating the drums and shaking their bodies. Many lamp spirit beasts on the ceiling emitted colorful lights, swaying and illuminating the hall.

The sound waves were powerful, and the demons were pounding the drums with great enthusiasm, causing the ground to shake.

It was truly overwhelming.

Xie Wuyan fell silent and turned his head to question Shen Wanqing with a gaze that seemed to ask, “What on earth is this?”

Shen Wanqing felt suffocated.

The truth was that during her early days at the Demon Palace, she had significant emotional issues compounded by the interference of a system and brainwashing, which gave her severe headaches. To distract herself, she needed to constantly find things to do.

She thought about what people in the modern era did to vent their emotions?

They would go clubbing, sing at karaoke, or visit bars!

That’s when she had an idea 一 she created this Midnight Song Hall.

The demons had never seen anything like it before. After spending a few days inside, they immediately became addicted, forming queues to get in and even organizing dance competitions.

Facing Xie Wuyan’s questioning, Shen Wanqing explained earnestly, “Cultivating sentiments and cultivating interests. We should pay attention to the mental health of the demons and provide them with appropriate outlets for expression.”

“What are those drums and gongs on the stage for?”

“I call it a drum set.”

“What are the bottles filled with on that shelf over there?”

“That’s the bar counter.”

But there was no alcohol inside.

It was because previously, a group of demonic cultivators got drunk and caused a fight in the Midnight Song Hall, smashing the beautiful vase that Shen Wanqing had brought from the Tianyun Palace.

Since then, the Midnight Song Hall no longer served alcohol.

Xie Wuyan glanced around and saw a container with a brown liquid inside, the smell alone making him cringe.

Shen Wanqing introduced: “That’s regular milk tea!”

Another cup contained black liquid with bubbles floating on top.

Shen Wanqing: “Happy Water!”

There was also another cup filled with a jumble of miscellaneous ingredients, topped with an unknown white substance.

Shen Wanqing: “Taro bubble milk tea with coconut and milk foam, extra ice, and less sugar!!”

Silent, Xie Wuyan wondered, ‘How many surprises do you still have that I don’t know about?’

But soon, he realized there were too many things he didn’t know.

For instance, right in the center of the Midnight Song Hall, stood a massive, slender pillar.

Xie Wuyan gave Shen Wanqing a look.

This time, Shen Wanqing didn’t respond enthusiastically; she even wanted to slip away. However, Xie Wuyan swiftly grabbed her collar and pulled her back.

“What is that?”

Shen Wanqing covered her mouth and refused to speak, “Why do you want to know everything? People should keep some secrets between each other!”

Xie Wuyan thought it made sense, so he let go of Shen Wanqing and coldly glanced at the surrounding onlookers.

Clearly, these demon general didn’t have the same backbone.

Immediately, one of the demon general stepped forward voluntarily to answer “Our Palace Master calls it the steel pole, used for pole dancing! Your Highness, let me demonstrate it for you.”

So, a tall and robust demon general, about 1.8 meters tall, with a tough beard, began his pole dancing performance.

After the dance, applause resounded continuously.

Only Shen Wanqing felt like her heart turned to ashes, and Xie Wuyan fell into contemplation.

Xie Wuyan glanced at Shen Wanqing, then curled his lips and chuckled, giving a meaningful and intellectual comment: “Impressive.”

Shen Wanqing felt like she had experienced a social death: “Don’t look at me, it’s too embarrassing. Just scold me directly.”

Xie Wuyan smiled and reached out to rub her head, looking very gentle.

Then, the next moment, he bent down, looked into her eyes, and said with a playful smile, “You also know?”

Damn it.

Too ruthless and heartless!

Shen Wanqing decided to change tactics. The plan she just used in the library was clearly not working.

So, she prepared to employ the all-powerful tactic of acting cute and spoiled.

Shen Wanqing slowly squatted down, curling herself into a little dumpling, and started to coquettishly say: “I just wanted to liven up the place a bit. I thought that when you came back, it wouldn’t be so dull, so I came up with all these things.”

Xie Wuyan lowered his eyes and squatted down in front of her without saying a word.

Shen Wanqing felt wronged and pitiful as she said: “You still look so fierce and unhappy when you come back, and you treat me with such coldness! It’s too hurtful! Do you know how much it hurts me when you say those things? You don’t know, you only care about yourself…”

“Shen Wanqing,” Xie Wuyan called her.

Shen Wanqing looked at him with teary eyes.

The tactic of acting cute and spoiled never failed.

“When I was missing my memories, I remembered everything that happened.”

“…” Oops, she made a mistake.

“On the fourth day after leaving Chitong Pass, I tore your skirt, and you cried like this.”

“…”

“On the fifth day, I spilled the tea you handed me, and you cried like this.”

“…”

“On the fifth night, I didn’t cover myself with a blanket while sleeping, and you woke me up, crying like this, without changing a single line.”

She made a mistake.

Shen Wanqing immediately wiped away her tears, stood up with a blank expression, politely bowed to Xie Wuyan, and then made a gesture of “Please continue”: “Okay, let’s move on to the next destination.”

The next destination was the zoo.

As soon as they reached the entrance, the demon generals who were previously idling around them became serious. They released their spiritual powers and shielded themselves thoroughly, then huddled behind Xie Wuyan and Shen Wanqing, cautiously stepping inside.

Xie Wuyan frowned and glanced at them with confusion.

But soon, all the doubts in his mind were cleared up.

What’s in the zoo?

Shen Wanqing: “Look! Baby tigers! Baby birds! Baby snakes! Baby rabbits! Baby bears! And there are baby crocodiles too!”

Xie Wuyan took a look.

Underworld Tigers, Deep Abyss Rabbits, Flame Phoenixes, Azure Sky Snakes, Demon-slaying White Bears, and even the Demon-devouring Giant Crocodiles.

What an extraordinary zoo.

However, Shen Wanqing was very happy, as if she had her own group of pets. She enthusiastically rushed over and embraced these demonic creatures, who were listed among the “Top Ten Evil Beasts” in the Cultivating Spirit Book.

Xie Wuyan pinched his brow bone and glanced back at the Demon Generals behind him.

The Demon Generals looked fearful and dared not make a sound, hiding outside the zoo.

Xie Wuyan pursed his lips, took a step forward, and stood behind her.

However, these demons did not want to see Shen Wanqing, especially with the terrifying aura emanating from Xie Wuyan beside her.

They were terrified and resisted.

How come there are two devils coming back!

The Underworld Tiger King is the most promising one among them.

When Shen Wanqing scratched its chin and called it ‘meow meow’, it couldn’t bear such humiliation anymore.

“Get lost, I am not a cat.”

Shen Wanqing hadn’t reacted yet, but Xie Wuyan narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fist, and a sword appeared in the palm of his hand from the void. He lightly touched the scabbard with his thumb, revealing a bit of sharpness.

A strong sword aura silenced the previously noisy zoo instantly. All the fierce beasts immediately prostrated on the ground, too afraid to lift their heads under the suppression of that powerful sword aura.

Even the demon generals who were peeking at the door were all affected by this force. Their protective shields shattered, and they hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power to resist, then looked at Xie Wuyan’s back in fear.

The Underworld Tiger King was almost scared to death.

When it raised its head and saw Xie Wuyan’s eyes filled with killing intent, it was so frightened that it didn’t dare to move.

Come on!

It’s just a little tiger!

Just because it refuses to meow, do you have to scare it with the Solitary Light Sword!

The demon generals were also dumbfounded.

Too arrogant!

That’s the Solitary Light Sword! The sword that everyone wants to get! The Solitary Light Sword that the Heavenly Dao Palace fights over!

And you use this kind of divine sword in situations like this?

Only Shen Wanqing remained completely unaware.

Because that sword aura intentionally avoided her, as if it formed a protective shield around her, not even touching a single strand of her hair.

Shen Wanqing was even teasing the tiger, “I bet those demon generals didn’t groom you, right? Maomao?”

Underworld Tiger: “Meow…”

Xie Wuyan put away his sword with satisfaction.

The Demon Generals suddenly realized.

Xie Wuyan was indeed the strongest combat force.

However, their own Palace Master was at the top of the food chain.

No matter how the Palace Master acted, His Highness always seemed to show disdain, but in reality, he would never get angry.

Of course.

Except for the next scenic spot.

Because there is the legendary harem.

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Chapter 70: Master Tianxiang’s Secret Techniques.

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Shen Wanqing subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to touch Xie Wuyan’s cheek, but the curse mark reappeared and rendered her unable to move.

“Is it because of it?”

Xie Wuyan’s eyes darkened slightly as he raised his hand to press the curse mark on her shoulder. The warmth of his palm gradually healed the flesh that Shen Wanqing had burned, making it gradually clear.

His voice was calm, but there was an inexplicable sense of oppression.

“I don’t know what’s entwined around her, but I have a rough idea of what you want her to do. However, if she dies, you won’t be able to achieve anything.”

“You have seen it once.”

“There will be countless more times.”

As soon as his words fell, Xie Wuyan closed his eyes.

The surrounding boundless blackness disintegrated and shattered in an instant, and a ray of light penetrated through. Immediately after, countless beams of light poured in from the cracks.

Xie Wuyan reached out and shielded the light from Shen Wanqing’s eyes. When she could roughly adapt to the brightness, he embraced her and stood up.

Step by step, he walked out of the Void Realm, with the wind rustling his robe, fluttering up and down.

Finally, everything became clear.

Disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace filled both sides of the valley. Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen were bound by chains, and the blades of swords pressed against their backs.

When everyone saw Xie Wuyan, their eyes widened, and a commotion ensued.

Even the several revered masters, who had always been composed and represented the dignity of the Heavenly Dao Palace, instinctively gripped their sword hilts, their eyes filled with astonishment.

“How is that possible?”

“How could he possibly come out alive?”

“No, it can’t be.”

Xie Wuyan raised his head and glanced at Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing, who were being held aside. He lifted his chin slightly and gestured casually, saying, “I don’t feel like fighting today. The one in my arms is seriously injured and needs to rest. Release both of them, and let’s go back and rest for now.”

“Brazen evildoer, today this is where you meet your end. How many wicked and heinous deeds have you committed, how many innocent lives have you tormented? Each and every one of them…”

“After a few days, we’ll talk. I’m in a hurry,” Xie Wuyan said impatiently, “Release the person first.”

“…”

Damn it.

Why is this person so arrogant?

Back then, when he and his seniors came to suppress demons and kill Xie Wuyan, at least half of them were probably infuriated by his mouth, right?

The master was so angry that his beard was trembling. He grabbed Feng Yaoqing beside him and laughed heartily several times, “You want to leave? Do you think you can escape just by wanting to? Today, I will use her blood and flesh to awaken the Solitary Light Sword and make you一”

Xie Wuyan interrupted: “What sword?”

“Even the demon lord would know fear, that’s right, it’s the Solitary Light Sword that sealed you back then…”

“Oh.”

Xie Wuyan furrowed his brows, closed his eyes.

“Boom一”

The mountain shook, and the ground trembled, as if it would collapse in an instant.

He exuded purple energy all over his body, but faintly, it seemed as if there were some fine golden lights mixed in within.

Soon, the silhouette of a sword body appeared behind him.

Shortly after, that silhouette gradually became clearer, transforming into a majestic sword with a powerful aura, deeply inserted into the ground.

The sword’s aura was too strong, and a sense of overwhelming pressure forced the people around to retreat a few steps, reluctantly having to erect barriers to resist it.

The master’s body trembled, eyes wide with a tone of disbelief, “This… this is…”

“Solitary Light Sword.” Xie Wuyan adjusted his posture and continued, casually holding Shen Wanqing with only his right hand, speaking as if he were carrying an ornament.

He pondered for a moment and added: “It’s mine. Do you want it? I’ll lend it to you for a couple of days. Let the person go first, and I’ll take it back in a few days.”

Indeed, it was the Solitary Light Sword.

Moreover, it was the Solitary Light Sword with its seal lifted.

“How is this possible? How could you, a demon一” The master was about to start his own long lecture.

“Tsk.”

Xie Wuyan furrowed his brows, seemingly having completely run out of patience.

In the next moment, his left wrist shook, and in an instant, the Solitary Light Sword shrank back to its normal size, returning to his hand.

“Splatter一”

Almost in the blink of an eye, Xie Wuyan leaped in front of the master.

Without giving the man any chance to catch his breath, the sword pierced through his chest, penetrating his heart.

As blood splattered, Xie Wuyan deliberately leaned to the side, ensuring that no blood stained Shen Wanqing.

Though the master’s cultivation had reached the level of Mahayana, he was annihilated in an instant, without even the opportunity to defend himself. It was as if he had been sliced like a cabbage.

The crucial thing was that Xie Wuyan’s expression remained unchanged, even the color of his pupils remained that calm black, and not even his eyebrows moved.

He withdrew the sword and looked at the master, who had turned to ashes due to the sword’s aura, seeming somewhat regretful: “I told you, I didn’t want to fight today.”

This is indeed Xie Wuyan.

He is the same Xie Wuyan from hundreds of years ago, the one who had no seals or restraints, the one who made everyone in the world tremble with fear.

Even with his current strength, he is likely even more powerful than he was back then.

And now, the Solitary Light Sword lies quietly in his hands, as if they were born together. This divine weapon, carrying the hopes of countless people, has pledged allegiance to the Demon Lord who terrifies the Three Realms.

Such power is too terrifying.

Shen Wanqing asked, “Why…”

“Because I wanted to see you.” Xie Wuyan preemptively answered, seemingly knowing what she was going to say.

He should have died indeed.

That place not only sealed the Solitary Light Sword but also served as the furnace for its forging.

Upon hearing Shen Wanqing’s words, Xie Wuyan jumped into the burning furnace.

Just like a thousand years ago.

But everyone had forgotten one thing.

Xie Wuyan’s physique was the same as Shen Wanqing’s 一 a pure yin body, also the best material for sword sacrifice.

Moreover, Xie Wuyan, who jumped into the furnace just because of Shen Wanqing’s words, carried emotions that were just as voluntary.

He became the last person to ignite the Solitary Light Sword.

Why didn’t he die?

The soul sealed in the sword found Xie Wuyan’s body because the Solitary Light Sword required a complete soul. The powers he had given to Shen Wanqing were gradually gathering again.

He opened his eyes in a sea of flames, hot magma enveloping his body, slowly devouring him.

He heard many voices.

The wailing of countless ghosts, all the disasters and hardships.

Finally, he heard her crying.

The spiritual power that had been preserved in the dice all those years ago remembered Shen Wanqing’s crying.

“I want to see him.”

Xie Wuyan reached out his hand.

His body and soul were repeatedly roasted in the flames, as if trying to merge with the sword itself.

And then一

He remembered that promise.

He couldn’t die.

The Blood-burning Technique.

Just like a thousand years ago, he let every inch of his flesh, every bone, every organ, even his heart, burn to ashes, exchanging it for a chance to stay alive.

He must stay alive.

Stay alive to see her.

But how strong must one’s will be to be resurrected from such torment.

He didn’t know.

But he heard the voice of Shen Wanqing.

He wants to go see her.

Perhaps it was just a fleeting moment, but for Xie Wuyan, it felt like thousands or even tens of thousands of years of burning.

He opened his eyes.

The sword becomes his bone, and the sword’s aura transforms into flesh and blood.

From now on, they are born from the same root.

The fall of the master nearly shattered the psychological defense of all Heavenly Dao Palace disciples in an instant.

The speed was too fast.

Such power was simply impossible to contend with.

The disciples who were pressing Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen looked at each other, then took a step back and released the restraints on their bodies.

Both of them were severely injured, but Ji Feichen was clearly more concerned about his sister’s injuries. He staggered to his feet and walked to her side, saying, “Wanqing, she…”

Xie Wuyan embraced Shen Wanqing into his arms and turned his body, not letting him see.

Ji Feichen: “?”

What’s wrong with you? You are not half as adorable as you were during the Xie Guoqiang period.

Ji Feichen: “I am her elder brother.”

Xie Wuyan: “I am stronger than you.”

Ji Feichen: “…? But I am her elder brother?”

Xie Wuyan: “But I am stronger than you.”

Feng Yaoqing stepped forward and pulled Ji Feichen, giving him a look, “Let them talk first…”

Ji Feichen was infuriated, “But I’m her elder brother!! Xie Guoqiang! You let Wanqing talk to me.”

Damn it.

Shen Wanqing didn’t want to speak.

Because of the mention of “Xie Guoqiang,” she even shivered slightly and then buried her head in Xie Wuyan’s chest, pretending to be dead.

Xie Wuyan lowered his head and remained expressionless: “Speaking of this, I have to ask if you’ve never read a book…”

“Ah, it hurts, it really hurts, wuwuwu.” Shen Wanqing started to pretend.

However, as she pretended, she realized something was wrong.

Why doesn’t my wound hurt anymore!

When she looked up, she noticed that the curse mark on her shoulder had disappeared without a trace at some point. From the beginning, Xie Wuyan had been continuously channeling his spiritual power to help ease her injuries.

How can this man do so many things in a single fight??

And why did the curse mark…

【In the past, none of the 147 hosts could prevent Xie Wuyan from breaking through the seal; his willpower is stronger than anyone could imagine.】

【Originally, the plan was for Shen Wanqing to personally let Xie Wuyan to end his life with his own hands, but clearly, the calculations have generated a difference. The current prediction from the program is that if Shen Wanqing survives, she can restrain Xie Wuyan’s loss of control. If Shen Wanqing dies…】

“So, does that mean the mission has also failed?”

【No, it cannot be deemed as a failure. This is an unforeseeable variable that the final outcome cannot predict. Success or failure is no longer determined by the system itself. Until we can be sure whether the next host can accomplish the mission to this extent, it is advised not to intervene.】

No matter how comprehensive the data is, it is only a cold guess after all.

The system glanced at Shen Wanqing lying in Xie Wuyan’s arms, acting like a spoiled child. Suddenly, it realized that at some point, the ultimate outcome of this world is no longer controlled by the calculations of the great world.

No matter how many hosts are changed, the uncertain factors can never be completely controlled.

It’s human emotions.

. . . . .

The news of Xie Wuyan’s resurrection quickly spread.

The entire Heavenly Dao Palace launched an attack but returned with embarrassment, and they even lost a powerful Mahayana master. This made all the sects realize that they were really in trouble.

As a result, everyone’s faces were filled with the sorrow of “the end of the world is coming.”

Each sect held several meetings, and disciples within the sect were crying, writing life and death statements with tears in their eyes. Some senior brothers and sisters who had secret crushes and ambiguous relationships decided that since they were all going to die, they must express their true feelings and started confessing to their loved ones.

But things went awry when they confessed.

She loved him, and he loved her.

No one knows if Xie Wuyan had secretly intervened, but within the sect, several fights broke out because of love affairs. They beat each other black and blue.

The sect master was initially nervous and preparing for any contingency in case Xie Wuyan decided to exterminate the sect or take some other action. But as a result, disciples kept coming to the front of the sect crying about their partners’ infidelity.

So, each sect held another large meeting, this time to provide emotional counseling.

In the end, not a single fight occurred during this meeting, but there were plenty of emotional stories.

Of course, some sects were more disciplined and didn’t indulge in all this romantic entanglement.

They trained rigorously, fully prepared to resist the invasion of the demon realm. Every day, they held martial arts competitions, taking them very seriously.

They fought so earnestly that after each competition, none of the disciples were unscathed.

The sect master thought, “If you keep fighting among yourselves, you’ll destroy the whole sect. How can you wait for Xie Wuyan to come and clean up after you?”

So they immediately canceled these activities and, in order to strengthen the unity within the sect, organized a friendly sports event and a fishing competition.

Anyway, later on, their cultivation didn’t improve much, but they caught quite a few fish and even formed a discussion group about how to cook them, either in red sauce or steamed.

The demon realm wasn’t faring any better.

Because Xie Wuyan is a rather special person. His notorious reputation from a thousand years ago spread far and wide, and there was not a single person or demon who wasn’t afraid of him. Moreover, there were many demons who wanted to secretly consume his flesh to enhance their own cultivation, which led to some conflicts between them.

Not to mention his mistress!

A disaster brought by a beautiful woman!

A treacherous and malicious woman!

Even scarier than Xie Wuyan, the Great Demon Lord.

Before, she said, “Wow, I’ve never seen a flower with seven colors on its petals,” and then she plucked all the thousands of years of cultivation of spiritual grass and flowers kept by the flower demon.

As a result, after a few days, she found out she couldn’t take care of them, so she came back and plucked the flower demon too.

The flower demon cried heartbreakingly, saying she had children to raise.

Shen Wanqing found it reasonable, so she brought the children back too.

What’s even more outrageous is that Xie Wuyan’s palace, originally the supreme palace of the Dark Demon, has exceptionally good Feng Shui, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, the soil is also very unique, so, in short, living there is extremely comfortable.

As a result, Xie Wuyan came here and indiscriminately took over the place.

Well, that’s not the worst part. At least when he was there, he lived alone and was like he didn’t exist 一 very quiet and didn’t cause any trouble.

But Shen Wanqing, she’s the troublemaker!

During the time when Xie Wuyan went missing, she brought a bunch of people to live in the palace, saying, “The Demon Lord should have the grandest style,” and thus started making extensive renovations inside the palace.

She added a zoo, a botanical garden, an amusement park, and a strange thing called the “Midnight Song Hall.” Halfway through, she realized there wasn’t enough space.

Then, she led her group of demon generals to the neighboring demons’ small base and acted all tough. Not only did she claim the land for herself, but she also turned those demons into her own servants.

Every day, they were making a ruckus, doing radio gymnastics on the palace lawn at 8 o’clock in the morning, disturbing everyone within miles and making it impossible for them to sleep peacefully.

The most outrageous part was when one day, she came over with a bunch of people, including her lousy bird, to the Demon Realm. She clapped her hands and ordered all the demon cultivators and demons in the realm to line up.

“Here’s the thing, I’ve established a harem, so I want to pick a few cool guys to join. Any volunteers?”

…?

In the end, she didn’t even pick any cool guys; she just took a few burly and oddly-shaped individuals back with her.

Then, in the middle of the night, you could always hear strange noises coming from the “harem.”

So, everyone thinks that this witch is not only ruthless but also very improper, probably a little crazy in the head, and definitely should not be provoked.

Now, both the Demon Lord and the Witch are here.

The Demon Realm is in a panic.

They need to find a way to please these two great Buddhas.

After much contemplation, they came up with a good idea.

To express sincerity, they would send gifts!

Now, what to send?

What do men like?

Women!

And what do women like?

Men!

The Demon cultivators understood.

However, Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan in the palace had no knowledge of the storms brewing outside, nor did they know how negative their image had become in the outside world.

They had more important matters to attend to.

For instance…

“Can you explain why you said this…” Xie Wuyan frowned, unable to recall the name.

“The library,” Shen Wanqing reminded him, standing with her hands behind her back, very courteous.

“Oh, right, the library,” Xie Wuyan sneered. “Start reading from this row. What are all these books?”

“…My throat hurts.”

“Read.”

“《Master Tianxiang’s Secret Techniques: Bed Charm Small Tricks, Taboos in Intimacy, Strictly Confidential》”

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The author has something to say:

Why are you all crying after being resurrected!!!! No crying!!!! Smile for me!!

It’s not finished yet!

But after this, it’s a story of the evil doings of the Demon Lord and the Witch.

I will persist and write up to three hundred thousand words.

Sort out the previous plot and such!!

If there are any typos.

Q_uQ It might be updated later.

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Taw’s Note: I’m back~ Today, I will upload all the remaining chapters, including the extras~

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Chapter 69: Feint a shot.

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It was a battle with almost no chance of winning.

Heavenly Dao Palace had clearly noticed something unusual early on, but they were well aware of the importance of Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen, so they deliberately didn’t startle the snake, hoping they would find the Solitary Light Sword on their own. Then they could reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

In this battle, almost all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace were mobilized, and several top-notch masters also emerged from seclusion. The only time they have done something like this is when they intended to eradicate Xie Wuyan during his heyday, deploying such a grand momentum.

Although Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing were geniuses in the cultivation world, they were no match for such an offensive and power.

Concerning the life and death of the Solitary Light Sword and Xie Wuyan, Heavenly Dao Palace could no longer consider the face of Xuantian Pavilion and the Ji family. They relentlessly pushed forward, clearly aiming to eliminate future troubles.

Ji Feichen took a blow for Feng Yaoqing, his chest struck by a golden light, but he still did his best to create a slight opportunity, dragging a few people into the depths of the Void Realm.

“Hang in there.” Feng Yaoqing disregarded the injuries on her body and immediately closed some of Ji Feichen’s acupoints to treat him.

Ji Feichen covered his bleeding wound, looked up at Shen Wanqing, and slowly raised his hand, pointing in a direction: “Go there.”

Since arriving in the Void Realm, Xie Wuyan’s condition had become somewhat abnormal.

His fighting spirit seemed to be diminishing, and he clung to Shen Wanqing’s side like a puppet on a string. Even in such a dangerous situation just now, he showed no signs of movement.

Shen Wanqing’s bone ring flashed, and she took out two divine pills that she had looted in the demon realm, intending to feed them to Ji Feichen. However, he grabbed her wrist.

“Go, keep these things. With Ah Yao here, I won’t die.”

Shen Wanqing didn’t know what to say. She suppressed the sourness in her eyes and called out, “Brother Ji…”

“I do blame you,” Ji Feichen chuckled and let go of her hand. “I’ve watched you grow up from such a young age to what you are now. If you hadn’t said anything, how would you know if I wanted to stand by your side?”

Shen Wanqing used to think she was alone.

But perhaps it wasn’t like that.

From the beginning, there was someone willing to genuinely support her.

“Go,” Ji Feichen lightly patted her back. “Actually, you don’t need to run so fast.”

Shen Wanqing looked at his wound and then glanced at Feng Yaoqing beside him.

Feng Yaoqing nodded at her.

Shen Wanqing stood up, extended her hand, and held Xie Wuyan’s hand, stepping into the dark crevice of the Void Realm.

It was darkness without any boundaries.

A wave of yin energy spread out, even though there was no sound in the surroundings. In a trance, it seemed to evoke a tremendous sense of despair and fear.

There seemed to be crying, but not in the form of sound, rather mixed with the melancholy in the air.

Countless souls were screaming their hearts out, howling and roaring, reaching out their hands to her, making each step extremely difficult.

Finally, a light appeared ahead, with golden and crimson colors intertwining.

It’s the Solitary Light Sword’s aura.

Even though it had been sealed for many years, you could still sense that powerful force.

【Supporting Female Character System: Host, we have arrived.】

Shen Wanqing stopped in her tracks and looked towards Xie Wuyan beside her.

Xie Wuyan had no expression on his face, his pupils lifeless, but it seemed that he felt her gaze and turned his head slightly stiffly.

“Go.” Shen Wanqing let go of his hand.

Xie Wuyan’s expression momentarily became vacant, subconsciously wanting to reach out and grab.

He didn’t want to leave at all.

“Xie Wuyan,” Shen Wanqing smiled, reaching out her hand and standing on her tiptoes, pressing her forehead against his, “Go, I’ll be waiting here for your return.”

Xie Wuyan quietly looked into her eyes.

“If you don’t come out, I won’t leave.”

“I promise you.”

A long silence.

Xie Wuyan gazed at her intently for a while, and only after a long time did he stand up, gazing at the shimmering halo.

Suddenly, he spoke.

Just one word.

“Okay.”

After saying that, he took steps forward, gradually walking towards that light.

In a trance, Shen Wanqing seemed to see the night when Xie Wuyan chose to sacrifice himself.

His figure was gradually engulfed by the gushing sunrise, ultimately dissipating along with the afterglow.

Wait.

Why did she think of that night?

With emotions she couldn’t identify, Shen Wanqing reached out her hand, instinctively wanting to stop him. “Xie Wuyan, wait…”

However, before she could finish her sentence, his figure was completely swallowed up.

Then, the seam that emanated light flickered for a moment and disappeared.

Endless darkness.

No end in sight, and no edges to touch.

Silence, a deathly silence.

After a long time, the earth trembles and the mountains shake, as if something is about to emerge from the ground. Cracks appear instantaneously in the blackness, falling down like fragments.

【Supporting Female Character System: Process completed.
Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the mission, <Preventing Xie Wuyan from destroying this world>. The ultimate villain, Xie Wuyan, has been confirmed dead. Please choose to cooperate with the system to achieve the final outcome and enjoy system rewards, or the mandatory system will activate in five minutes to continue the mission.】

Death?

Shen Wanqing’s pupils contracted. The curse mark, which hadn’t appeared on her shoulder for a long time, burned once again. She reached out and tightly covered her left shoulder, her fingernails piercing the flesh, leaving behind a trail of bloodstains.

“You lied to me?” She gritted her teeth. Due to the intense pain, her knees weakened, but she still knelt upright, refusing to bend down. “You’re lying to me.”

【Supporting Female Character System: It was detected that the Sealed Demon Cave cannot eliminate Xie Wuyan’s physical body. The only way to make Xie Wuyan die is to send him into the Sword Furnace of the Solitary Light Sword. Apologies, but in necessary moments, the system will employ all means to ensure the completion of the final mission objective. Considering the host…】

“You want me to personally send Xie Wuyan to his death?”

The cursed mark spread quickly, on her arms, thighs, and even her neck. The black vines seemed to want to devour her whole.

“So, there’s no deal to begin with?”

The system fell silent.

After a long while, it seemed to let out a sigh.

【Supporting Female Character System: Host number 0148, before you, there were 147 failed hosts. According to statistical analysis, eighty percent of them perished at the hands of the antagonist, Xie Wuyan. The host is the closest candidate to reach the conclusion of this mission. If it weren’t for this factor, the host would have been eliminated when they first defied the system’s mission.

The system cannot interfere with the operation of this world or predict specific future changes, so it can only take the safest measures. The system is a programmed machine and apologizes for its inability to empathize with the host’s experiences.】

Shen Wanqing chuckled softly, her laughter growing louder, tears streaming down her neck. She clenched the hand on her left shoulder, gathering flames as if to burn her arm and the cursed mark to ashes.

Xie Wuyan must have felt it.

That’s why he hesitated when he left.

But he still went.

Because it was her request spoken out loud.

How foolish.

Knowing well that he was going to his death, why did he still go?

【Supporting Female Character System: In the previous 147 missions, even if the antagonist Xie Wuyan was successfully sealed, he would still break free again after a thousand years, causing chaos in the world. The original author of the plot has become uncontrollable. The vast world is meant to save the lives of this interface’s inhabitants. I hope the host understands.】

【And, the curse seal is intertwined with the host’s life and cannot be severed. It is advised that the host refrain from making futile attempts to conserve energy…】

“What do you want me to do?”

【For the final step, simply follow Heavenly Dao Palace and after five years, you will automatically leave this world.】

Is that so.

Shen Wanqing’s body was no longer under her control. The black curse seal had spread all over her body, resembling a vast web tightly binding her.

She lay on the ground, gazing at the slowly shattering black fragments above her head, like a dream forcibly shattered, both tragic and beautiful.

She had never experienced rebirth before.

【It seems that the host cannot make the decision on her own. The mandatory system will soon be activated. Countdown for system activation: ten, nine, eight…】

“You’re right, a mechanized system can never accurately predict one thing.”

The system paused slightly.

【What?】

Shen Wanqing closed her eyes.

In an instant, her skin became scorching hot. The blood in every vein surged rapidly, as if it wanted to turn her into ashes.

Burst—

In that moment, her body seemed on the verge of splitting into countless patterns, her meridians glowing a vivid crimson, incredibly clear.

With the help of this intense pain and strength, Shen Wanqing was finally able to move slightly.

The terror of the blood-burning technique lies in its power, which has no upper limit. The higher the level of physical consumption, the stronger the power.

But what if it comes down to a battle of life and death?

The system cannot interfere in this world, it can only achieve its ultimate goal by manipulating her.

However, there is one thing that these mechanized systems can never guess.

Human willpower is stronger than they imagine.

Shen Wanqing raised her hand, and purple light converged into countless threads, entwining and transforming into a silver needle. She closed her eyes, tightened her grip on the silver needle, and mercilessly stabbed it towards her own heart.

【Supporting Female Character System: Alert! Alert! Host number 0148 is about to self-destruct, mission progress is about to stagnate.】

However, the expected pain did not come.

Shen Wanqing’s hand pressed tightly against her chest, but the silver needle in her hand had dissipated like ashes, without her realizing when.

…Why?

She looked at her own hands in confusion.

In the midst of darkness, the lingering purple light around her seemed particularly abrupt. The purple light continuously emanated from her body and bone ring, dispersing into the surroundings.

“Hey.”

A low voice sounded.

Shen Wanqing was startled for a moment. In an instant, her nose tingled, and her eyes became moist.

A pair of hands gently covered her forehead, radiating a warm temperature. The voice laughed, with the same casual tone as before, mixed with a hint of disdain, sounding indifferent.

“I say, what kind of lousy name did you give me?”

It’s him.

Only Xie Wuyan would say such infuriating words in this kind of situation.

Shen Wanqing choked and raised her hand to cover her eyes, finally unable to hold back and burst into tears. She sobbed intermittently, but didn’t forget to retort, “If you’re so capable, why don’t you choose a name yourself? All you know is sleeping and constantly hitting people…”

“You’re quite sharp with your words.”

Xie Wuyan chuckled softly, pulling her head onto his lap. Then he reached out to remove her hand covering her eyes, and leaned down, pressing against her forehead. “I said I’d see you alive.”

He never lied to her.

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Chapter 68: She is not a demon.

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Xie Wuyan’s dependence on Shen Wanqing does not come from the same aura in her, nor is it due to the attraction of both being blood-burning physique.

That was neither accidental nor coincidental.

He remembered her.

So even if only an empty shell remained, maintaining its form through the will to kill, he did not choose to forget her.

He remembered her name.

Remembered her appearance.

“I understand,” Shen Wanqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, smiled, and held Xie Wuyan’s hand. “Let’s go, it’s time to rest.”

Feng Yaoqing remained silent for a long time on the side, exchanged a glance with Ji Feichen, then stepped forward and gently asked, placing a hand on Shen Wanqing’s shoulder, “Do you need help?”

“Mm,” Shen Wanqing turned her head. “I want to find the Solitary Light Sword.”

There was a long silence.

Feng Yaoqing quietly gazed into her eyes, remained quiet for a while, then lowered her gaze and said, “Alright, I’ll help you.”

The quick agreement was beyond Shen Wanqing’s expectations.

Even if the relationship between the two main leads and herself is close, in the eyes of everyone, she is now unquestionably the one who wants to destroy the human realm.

Moreover, there was Xie Wuyan, completely immersed in evil.

She thought Feng Yaoqing would hesitate at least.

She raised her eyes to look at her, reached out and tidied the stray hair on her cheek, gently saying, “I know a young girl about your age. She looks delicate and cherishes her life, but she has helped me many times.”

“If she were still here, I guess she would have become as formidable as you,” Feng Yaoqing smiled with a hint of bitterness, her eyebrows filled with tenderness. “It’s really not easy.”

Shen Wanqing looked into Feng Yaoqing eyes, and the corners of her lips moved slightly. Then, she reached out her hand, instantly letting go of all her defenses and allowing Feng Yaoqing to embrace her.

Even though the principles she had insisted on before were shattered, even though she had made up her mind to make a change.

Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen always insisted on gentleness.

They should indeed become the protagonists.

Shen Wanqing liked them very much.

. . . . .

The Void Realm.

It was the final clue about the Solitary Light Sword.

Even though only a thin layer of paper remained, Shen Wanqing still didn’t reveal her identity.

Because the more they knew, the more likely Feng Yaoqing and the others would be implicated by the Heavenly Dao Palace, and they could easily be branded as disloyal and unjust.

But the next day, on the carriage, several people suddenly discovered a problem.

Feng Yaoqing asked, “What should we call you, miss?”

Playing a role always required full commitment. It was inconvenient to reveal their identities while traveling the rivers and lakes, but they still needed to have a pseudonym for people to know how to address them.

Shen Wanqing hesitated.

As a culturally illiterate person, she never thought about naming things, let alone considering it for all these years. Whenever she played games or created usernames, they were always random.

She racked her brain for a while, coming up with a bunch of names like “Dance of Ice and Snow” or “Dream Frost Cold,” very elegant names, but she felt they weren’t quite right after thinking about them repeatedly.

Moreover, if someone were to call her by those names, she probably wouldn’t even respond.

So Shen Wanqing decided to keep it simple: “I’m Shen Xiaocui, you can just call me Miss Shen.”

Ji Feichen took a sip of tea and frowned, looking at his own sister with a face of disdain, as if reflecting on whether he hadn’t chosen a good teacher for her during their time at the Ji family, which resulted in her low cultural literacy.

Feng Yaoqing asked, “What about Miss Shen’s companion?”

Shen Wanqing replied, “His full name is Xie Guoqiang, nickname Xie Xiaogou. It doesn’t matter, you can call whichever you like.” She added casually, pointing to the side, “This parrot is called Wangcai.”

Xuanniao rolled its eyes: speechless.

Feng Yaoqing fell silent for a moment, nervously looking at Xie Wuyan, who was completely unaware of the conversation.

Xie Wuyan obediently sat beside her, yawning and rubbing his eyes as if feeling drowsy. After rubbing his eyes, he quickly sat upright and stared at Shen Wanqing without blinking.

Since that time when Shen Wanqing broke down in tears, Xie Wuyan seemed to have become even more obedient.

He seemed to be afraid of her being upset.

Even a few times when Shen Wanqing got angry and stomped her feet during a fight, he obediently ran back wagging his tail to appease her.

And then Shen Wanqing understood.

Spoiled women have the best life.

As Feng Yaoqing pondered…

…it really seems like a dog.

But Shen Wanqing gained happiness from this simple name.

The Void Realm is remote and emits a very faint aura, so the group always needs to proceed with frequent stops.

Every morning, one can hear Shen Wanqing energetically shouting, “Xie Guoqiang, it’s time to eat!”

At first, Xie Wuyan had no response to this strange name, but after being incessantly called by Shen Wanqing, he began to reflexively respond.

And so…

“Xie Guoqiang, did you get into a fight with someone again? Did you bully a newly emerged little mushroom monster?”

“Xie Guoqiang!! Did you break the window of the innkeeper’s house?”

“Xie Guoqiang, I’ve told you several times to use your right hand with chopsticks. And no picky eating! How can you grow if you only eat a few bites of rice every day?”

Xuanniao noticed.

Shen Wanqing must be secretly retaliating against Xie Wuyan.

In just a few months, the world has changed. Now Shen Wanqing’s face is filled with the pride of a former serf singing songs of liberation.

Feng Yaoqing is very worried about this: “Has she ever considered what if that person Xie… after he regains his consciousness, will he still remember these things?”

Ji Feichen: “Obviously not.”

 Otherwise, she would never be so arrogant.

But in reality, despite this, Xie Wuyan’s state is still very unstable. Although Shen Wanqing can mostly stop him, there are still instances of losing control or causing a big commotion with excessive force.

So Ji Feichen and the others tried their best to choose mountainous roads and paths with dense demonic energy.

If Xie Wuyan wants to kill, it can also be considered as slaying demons and exterminating evil.

After traveling for seven days, the people along the way were extremely grateful to the group. It was said that all the monsters in the mountains near their village had been killed or driven away by an immortal, which moved them to tears. Some even chased after the carriage to express their gratitude.

Considering avoiding any contact between Xie Wuyan and those people, Ji Feichen did not stop the carriage and even quickened the pace.

The people were even more touched.

After doing a good deed, they don’t even show their face, just wave their sleeves and leave.

What a righteous person.

So, when they arrived at the next village, Shen Wanqing and the others saw a banner:

“Unparalleled Xie Guoqiang”

“Expert at slaying demons and exterminating evil”

“Magnificent and deserving of praise”

“Who dares to be as kind as you?”

“…”

The three of them and Xuanniao fell into silence.

Finally, Xuanniao spoke dryly, “Think of the good side, His Highness’ reputation is improving.”

Shen Wanqing: “If he finds out, will he kill someone?”

He definitely going to kill someone, right?

From then on, wherever Xie Wuyan went, the demons in that area trembled in fear.

However, they quickly discovered that this terrifying creature seemed to obey the words of a seemingly cute and obedient little girl next to it.

So, every time the group arrived in a certain mountain forest, the demons of that region would come running in an orderly manner to please Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing only wanted to speed up and continue on the journey, but inexplicably ended up taking on the responsibilities of a neighborhood committee auntie.

However, in the original book, in order to make it difficult for the male and female leads to find the Solitary Light Sword, many monsters were indeed set as obstacles in this part. Furthermore, they also added a setting that ‘the closer they get to the weapon signal, the worse it becomes.’

Shen Wanqing wanted a quick resolution, so every time they arrived in places with many monsters and demons, she would set up a small stall with a sign that said, “Confess and be treated leniently, resist and face strict punishment,” and let all the monsters come forward and confess. Those who didn’t confess would be secretly killed.

Xie Guoqiang’s formidable reputation soon led to a long queue of monsters.

“I haven’t killed anyone recently, wuwuwu. When I was very hungry, I only ate a few refugees who got lost and starved to death.”

“Fine, you can go back.”

“Although I’ve killed someone recently, it was a bad person who killed a little girl! Really, I watched that girl grow up, I felt so heartbroken, so I helped her seek revenge.”

“Understandable, you can go back.”

“I haven’t killed many people recently either. I just found the sheep in the nearby village very cute, so I stole a dozen of them. But it turned out that the owner of the sheep was an old lady, too frail, and she died of anger all of a sudden. I’m also innocent.”

“You can’t do this,” Shen Wanqing said. “This one can be killed.”

Then Xie Guoqiang happily killed the monster.

Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen sat in a carriage, both supporting their cheeks and drooping their eyelids, watching “Shen Wanqing’s Little Law Hall” with identical speechless expressions.

I don’t know why, but suddenly it seemed that demon-slaying had become much simpler.

So, after traveling for a whole month in the original book, with the addition of Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan, they managed to catch up in less than two weeks.

However, Shen Wanqing felt that something was off.

It was too smooth.

It wasn’t about demon-slaying going too smoothly.

There had been quite a commotion these days, with the battle at Chitong Pass, and the continuous fights against so many monsters and demons. It was enough to alert the people of Heavenly Dao Palace.

Moreover, they were particularly concerned about Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen, the ones who could find the Solitary Light Sword.

But after so many days, the people from Heavenly Dao Palace remained unusually silent.

They seemed to be completely unaware of their actions.

This kind of silence wasn’t a good sign.

However, Shen Wanqing didn’t have much time left. She had to find the Solitary Light Sword as soon as possible.

On the fifteenth day, Feng Yaoqing found the entrance to the Void Realm.

After entering through a narrow path, two steep peaks blocked the sunlight, and an eerie aura seemed to seep through the crevices of the rock walls, penetrating into the depths of one’s bones.

This place is too gloomy, it doesn’t look like the sealed location of the Holy Sword.

As we continue forward, the sunlight is completely obscured.

Deep within the valley is a cliff, and beneath the cliff, there are clusters of nameless flowers in a blood-red hue, with golden specks shimmering between their petals.

“What… what kind of flower is this?”

Even the knowledgeable Feng Yaoqing cannot identify the species of these flowers.

“Let’s go down and take a look.”

Shen Wanqing leaped from the cliff and landed firmly on the ground, accompanied by a gust of wind that caused the petals to tremble.

Upon approaching closely, they noticed that each flower emitted a scent of decaying flesh, accompanied by a faint hint of blood.

“These are…”

Ji Feichen reached out and lightly touched a petal, causing it to quiver and then curl around his fingertip.

“Soul Withering Flower,” he recognized, “heavy with yin energy. Those who sacrificed their names and souls cannot be reincarnated or transcend, only leaving behind a Soul Withering Flower in this place.”

“I remember, it requires a sacrifice of three hundred and forty-one individuals for the Solitary Light Sword to break the seal again, and now there are…”

Before Ji Feichen could finish counting, Shen Wanqing interjected, “Three hundred and forty.”

One more flower was needed.

One more person was missing.

This was a predetermined plot.

Ji Feichen remained silent, gripping the sword handle inch by inch. Then he raised his head and looked ahead, saying, “Let’s continue forward. Weren’t you looking for the Solitary Light Sword?”

These words made Shen Wanqing slightly startled, and she turned to look at him, saying, “Aren’t you also…”

“Once, I did indeed want to find the Solitary Light Sword and save the world from peril,” Ji Feichen looked into her eyes, “But how many of these souls in the Soul Withering Flowers willingly died, and how many had to die?”

The wind rustled the grass.

Some petals lightly touched Ji Feichen’s hand, gently brushing against his fingertips.

“The world consists of its people, and an individual is part of the world,” he turned his head to look at Shen Wanqing, extending his hand to gently rub her hair, “I can’t use a sword like this, it’s not righteous.”

“Foolishness knows no bounds.”

An old voice echoed from the top of the hill, filled with a hint of sighing, resounding heavily in the secluded valley.

It was someone from the Heavenly Dao Palace.

The black and white robes were lined up on both sides of the cliff. The Taoist priests stood solemnly, holding their swords, and a tremendous pressure instantly descended.

“Ji Feichen, do you know who is standing beside you?”

Throughout this journey, Ji Feichen seemed to be more silent compared to Feng Yaoqing.

But at this moment, he calmly lifted his gaze, his lips slightly curved, and he smiled gently and cleanly. He reached out and held Shen Wanqing’s arm, pulling her behind him, then looked up at the person and said, “She is someone I must save.”

“So, are you willing to collude with these demons?”

“She is not a demon,” Ji Feichen’s voice was clear. “She is my sister, an ordinary person who simply wants to live.”

The wind suddenly picked up.

Feng Yaoqing turned her head, looked at Shen Wanqing, then glanced at Xie Wuyan beside her, and gently said, “Go.”

“Sister Feng…”

“Feichen and I believe in what we see and feel,” Feng Yaoqing said. “Bring him back and leave this place.”

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Chapter 67: I dare not look at the Buddha.

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In the end, Shen Wanqing still couldn’t control Xie Wuyan.

He struggled to stand up, his body burning strangely, his meridians on the verge of bursting, and he could die at any moment.

However, he smiled softly, just like when Shen Wanqing saw him in the Sealed Demon Cave, his eyes filled with crimson, and his smile revealed not only madness but also a numbness to killing intent.

Xie Wuyan tore through the surrounding vines, as if he couldn’t feel any pain, completely unconcerned about the deep wounds where the thorns had cut into his body.

Suppressing Xie Wuyan had already consumed most of Shen Wanqing’s strength. She knelt in the midst of those vines, looking up at his figure.

“What keeps him alive is the desire for battle ingrained in his bones. As long as he lives, he will continue to kill until his wounds cannot heal, his body rots completely, and he exhausts his strength.”

“Why does he refuse to leave? He insists on living in this world, becoming something neither human nor ghost.”

“Perhaps I should ask you一”

Xia Qing’s voice drew nearer. She appeared behind Shen Wanqing like a fiend, her breath slithering like a snake as she licked her neck. “Why don’t you want to let him go?”

Shen Wanqing gazed at Xie Wuyan not far away.

She didn’t realize just how much pain Xie Wuyan was currently in.

His body temperature is no longer cold, and a strong desire compels every part of his body to turn into a weapon, even the blood flowing beneath his skin becomes scorching hot.

He was like a weapon taking on human form without consciousness.

“Admit it, being a little selfish isn’t a bad thing at all.”

The vines quietly grew, binding Shen Wanqing inch by inch, as if trying to envelop her completely in an airtight cocoon.

Xia Qing: “You can stay here with me, with him. Chitong Pass will turn into a dead city, and no one in the world will disturb you anymore.”

The surrounding sound of wind gradually weakened as vines pulled her body closer to Xia Qing.

Vaguely, it seemed like she could hear the voices of Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen getting closer, but due to the barrier of the vines, all the voices became indistinct.

“Come to me.” Xia Qing’s voice was low, sounding incredibly clear in Shen Wanqing’s ears. “We are the same kind of people. No one will understand you better than I do.”

Is that so?

In an instant, flames converged into the form of a sword, emerging from Shen Wanqing’s hand. Almost in the blink of an eye, she swiftly flipped and, with their proximity, accurately thrust the sword into Xia Qing’s body.

She looked up at Xia Qing’s face and sighed helplessly. “I’ve said it before, no one understands enchantment better than me.”

Xia Qing was indeed very clever, always exploiting Shen Wanqing’s weakness, provoking her to relax her guard in order to find a breakthrough.

“Moreover,” Shen Wanqing added, “I am different from you. Your words hold no sway.”

With that, taking advantage of Xia Qing’s absorption of the strike and her temporary inability to move, she quickly reached her hand into the chest of the monk bound by vines beside them.

In an instant, Xia Qing’s pupils contracted, and she let out a piercing scream. Then, in an instant, she forcefully broke free from the sword and reached her hand towards the monk.

But Shen Wanqing had already grasped the heart of the monk within her hand.

Burning hot.

Beating within her.

. . . . .

“Master.”

“Master.”

“Please tell me about Buddhist scriptures, Master.”

Xia Qing sat on the stone steps in front of the temple, resting her chin on her hands, and looked at the monk sweeping the floor with a serene smile. Her white skirt trailed on the ground, stained with a little dust.

It was not a pleasant encounter.

When Xia Qing was young, her parents provoked people in the martial world, and the entire family was killed. The owner of the Yueying Tower found her beautiful and pulled her out from among the dead bodies.

She had made a living by killing since she was young, practicing seductive techniques, using her charms to deceive and then killing ruthlessly. As long as the price was right, she would kill anyone, dare to kill anyone.

The owner raised her, providing her with luxurious clothes and food, treating her kindly.

But when someone treats you well, they always want something from you.

Xia Qing had always known that.

When there were tasks, they would send her out, and when there were none, she was kept like a pet. Xia Qing had everything, but at the same time, she had nothing.

Over time, many things became less significant.

After killing numerous people, she would secretly feel sorrowful every night, but it seemed too melodramatic.

From beginning to end, she was a wicked person by her own choice, and no one forced her.

. . . . .

Xia Qing could predict many things.

For example, if the Yueying Tower provoked enemies and the owner sent her out to face danger, without the protection of the person who sheltered her, even if Xia Qing was a useful weapon, it would eventually break.

She was exhausted and worn out, but finally found an opportunity to escape.

Then he saved her.

The monk was not a highly accomplished monk; he was very young and his dharma name is Qingyuan.

The temple is very small, and the surrounding villages are all poor, without much money for incense offerings. However, every time there are people fleeing famine who come here to beg for food, Qingyuan always gives most of its grain.

Those who only cared about their own survival didn’t know gratitude.

As time went on, poor people would often lie in front of the temple, avoiding work and just trying to get by.

Xia Qing would always watch Master Qingyuan as he went out with his rice pouch, well aware of their intentions, but still kindly giving away most of the rice.

She thought to herself, “What a fool.”

But then she realized that if he wasn’t an idiot, he wouldn’t have saved her.

She exudes a smell of blood, even if she lies on the main road, no one dares to bother with her.

. . . . .

But the temple was really poor.

With her added burden and the need to take care of the nearby poor people, the porridge in the monk’s bowl became thinner and thinner, but he still strained out most of the water and scooped out more than half of the rice for her.

Xia Qing didn’t like being indebted to others.

But besides killing, she couldn’t do anything else.

However, she was very beautiful, and many shopkeepers were willing to pay a high price to hire her. Just standing there, she attracted customers.

Xia Qing is not someone who cares about face. Occasionally, when encountering some lecherous individuals trying to take advantage, she would playfully tease them with a smile. As a result, business at the store improved.

Until one day, a big shot arrived and took advantage of the situation.

Xia Qing offended someone and hadn’t fully recovered from her injuries when she was stopped by the guards under that person’s command and humiliated.

It happened to be a day of heavy rain.

The shopkeeper dared not let her stay any longer.

She quietly watched the rain for a while, and suddenly saw Qingyuan.

He was standing not far away, holding an umbrella and saying that he was worried that it would be inconvenient for her to return in the rainy weather.

Xia Qing suddenly realized that there would always be someone who would unreasonably treat others well.

Whoever she liked, she would directly express it.

Whatever she wanted to do, she would do it directly.

She was never a kind and well-behaved person, and despite Qingyuan asking her to turn back, she refused to do so.

. . . . .

However, many things have no results.

No matter how fiercely the fire burns, Qingyuan always stands quietly on the opposite shore of the flames, softly calling out to her: “Donor, do not make mistakes knowingly.”

Not long after, the village was struck by famine, and more than half of the people died.

Qingyuan wanted to save people.

He supported himself with a Zen staff and took out all the food from the temple, going from house to house knocking on doors.

But those were just moths flying into the flame.

The food in the temple was empty.

The people in the village had no choice but to eat whatever was available.

Qingyuan went on another trip.

When he returned, his whole body was covered in blood. Xia Qing uncovered his robe, and even though she had seen countless blood before, she couldn’t help but feel aghast.

He sacrificed his own flesh and blood to save those children.

Xia Qing called him a fool.

He said, “How can this humble monk not save the people?”

Yes.

Qingyuan saves the people, never just her alone.

. . . . .

Xia Qing resumed her livelihood of killing. She didn’t go back to the temple, but every once in a while, she would leave a bundle of silver in front of the temple.

Until one night, as she was about to leave after placing down the bundle, the temple door opened.

Xia Qing put down her straw hat and turned to leave.

But Qingyuan called out to her, saying that the weather outside was harsh and the road ahead was difficult. He asked if she wanted to come in for a cup of tea.

A cup of hot tea.

Qingyuan persuades her to turn back.

Xia Qing asked him why he had the audacity to persuades her to turn back.

Silence as expected.

Xia Qing stood up with a smile, while Qingyuan looked up at the Buddha statue in the temple without saying a word.

She leaned forward and kissed the Buddha statue, then turned to look at Qingyuan.

“The Buddha dares to look at me, why don’t you?”

. . . . .

Without the Yueying Tower, Xia Qing was quickly approached by the Buddhist sect again.

She didn’t remember how many people she had killed that day, only that she fell into a cold pool of blood and suddenly saw a figure.

Yellow robe, Zen staff.

He carried her away, but was caught up by enemies.

He told her to go and said, “Donor, do not turn back.”

When Xia Qing returned, the monk was hung on a cross, exposed to the scorching sun, covered in blood, dyeing his robe red.

She reached out and held his face.

The monk opened his eyes, with only a last breath, staring fixedly into her eyes.

He asked her why she turned back.

Xia Qing: “I insist on turning back.”

In an instant, a huge fire ignited around them, and the enemies clamored, determined to burn her to ashes this time.

But Xia Qing didn’t die, she turned into a spirit.

It was a brutal massacre.

Xia Qing, covered in blood, knelt in front of the monk, took out her own heart, and stuffed it into the monk’s chest, reaching out to touch his cheek, waking him up.

The monk opened his eyes.

But his eyes were empty.

However, Xia Qing turned a blind eye to this and reached out to embrace him.

“Master, please don’t make the same mistake knowingly again.”

“What if I insist on going my own way?”

. . . . .

It was too late.

While Xia Qing was rushing over, Shen Wanqing pulled out the heart from Qingyuan’s chest.

“No一”

In an instant, Xia Qing’s power suddenly broke through the bottleneck and rushed towards Shen Wanqing with a strong impact, reaching out to retrieve her heart.

“Give him back to me, give him back.”

“Sorry,” Shen Wanqing said.

The next moment, she crushed the heart.

Xia Qing’s pupils instantly contracted, her face filled with intense anger and despair. She screamed as if she wanted to perish together with Shen Wanqing.

“Xia Qing,” Shen Wanqing called out to her, “turn around.”

Xia Qing froze for a moment and stiffly turned her head.

The body of the monk was rapidly decaying, but his eyes had opened without anyone noticing. There was a glimmer of light in his gaze as he looked in Xia Qing’s direction.

The frenzy within Xia Qing gradually calmed down. She turned around, took a step forward, and knelt beside the monk.

The monk’s mouth moved, but his voice was inaudible.

She leaned closer to his ear.

Qingyuan said, “Miss Xia Qing, I dare not look at the Buddha.”

This was the first time he called her by her name.

Instead of donors.

He no longer referred to himself as “this humble monk.”

一一The Buddha dares to look at me, why don’t you?

一一I dare not look at the Buddha.

This was what he wanted to say to her, his selfish desire.

“So I must destroy your heart,” Shen Wanqing said, “This is his last bit of regret, a regret you don’t even know about. It was his final words he wanted to say to you back then.”

“With this little regret, he might still have a chance for reincarnation. If you refuse to let him go, he will die completely.”

“I don’t want to be reincarnated.” Xia Qing trembled and stood up, tears falling one by one. She reached out her hand, embracing Qingyuan’s decaying body, pressing against his forehead. “I don’t want the next life.”

Xia Qing’s body rapidly decayed. She used her own soul as a catalyst, enveloping the last trace of Qingyuan’s regret, gradually wrapping it up.

…Was she intending to exhaust her own soul and leave behind Qingyuan’s regret, turning both of them into irredeemable evil spirits?

Finally, Qingyuan’s body completely decayed, unable to take on any concrete form.

Xia Qing lifted her head and closed her eyes.

“The next life?”

“I don’t want to live another life.”

Shen Wanqing looked at her.

Xia Qing’s eyelashes trembled, and finally, she let out a desperate howl and fell to the ground.

She emitted a radiant glow all over her body, gradually converging and forming a path straight to the sky, sending Qingyuan’s regrets away.

In the end, she did not leave behind any regrets in Qingyuan.

Instead, she used her own soul as protection to ensure his peaceful reincarnation.

However, in doing so, Xia Qing’s soul would completely dissipate.

Shen Wanqing turned around without saying a word.

“Shen Wanqing,” Xia Qing suddenly called out to her.

Shen Wanqing turned her head slightly.

Xia Qing stood up, but her body also began to dissipate little by little. “Once Xie Wuyan’s consciousness disappear, if he hasn’t been revived yet, he will be like Qingyuan, unable to be reincarnated.”

Shen Wanqing replied, “I understand.”

Xia Qing suddenly smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. It seemed like she was mocking, but it was also a reflection of her own despair. “See, I told you, you will end up just like me.”

“You will also reach this point.”

After the light and shadows passed, Xia Qing’s figure disappeared into the night.

Shen Wanqing looked up at a nearby location.

Just as Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing, who hurried here a moment ago, saw Shen Wanqing attacking Xia Qing, they immediately turned around and chose to control the rioting Xie Wuyan.

Xie Wuyan is still out of control.

Even if the two of them were reasonable, they could only barely restrain him.

Shen Wanqing rubbed her nose and walked forward, saying, “Let me do it.”

“You…” Feng Yaoqing hesitated, anxiously looked at her, but still stepped aside.

Shen Wanqing reached out and put her hand on Xie Wuyan’s shoulder, but he shrugged her off.

He felt like a trapped beast, slamming against the barrier set by Ji Feichen, blood flowing from his wounds.

The emotions that had been suppressed from the beginning were finally difficult to control.

Shen Wanqing bit her lip tightly, slowly crouched down, supporting her forehead with her hand, and tears finally fell uncontrollably.

After an unknown period of time, the surroundings suddenly quieted down.

Someone was crouching in front of her.

That person reached out and held Shen Wanqing’s cheek, using a warm thumb to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, with awkward and stiff movements.

Shen Wanqing was slightly stunned, raising her head in surprise.

Xie Wuyan looked at her, his eyes still empty, but faintly, a glimmer of light seemed to be visible. He furrowed his brow, his lips moved, as if he said something.

Shen Wanqing instinctively moved closer, and after hearing the few words he said, she choked up instantly and held Xie Wuyan tightly.

“Shen Wanqing.”

What made him struggle to survive was not just that promise.

He still remembered her name.

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TL/Note:

The story of the past between Xia Qing and Qingyuan really … 😔

And Xie Wuyan still remembered our Palace Master ಥ_ಥ

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Chapter 66: Out of Control.

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Actually, according to the original plan, Xia Qing put a special aphrodisiac in the sachet. The scent was very subtle, not easily detectable, and it wouldn’t take immediate effect. It would make the person lose their mind after three to four days.

She wanted to use the sachet to confuse Ji Feichen.

Ji Feichen was completely unaware of this. After falling into the trap, he lost his mind in the middle of the night and went to find Xia Qing. Just as Xia Qing was about to take action and kill him, Feng Yaoqing arrived and awakened Ji Feichen, and then everything started.

But after Shen Wanqing entered the story, both the male and female leads were affected.

So, in this part of the plot, when Xia Qing pitifully asked Ji Feichen to accompany her, the situation suddenly changed.

Ji Feichen has now deserted the Ji family. His firm beliefs have been shattered, and everyone is saying that his sister is already dead. His mood was already bad, so how could he have the mood to take a girl on a trip?

So he refused, saying, “No.”

Xia Qing: “Why? I’m scared to stay alone in Chitong Pass.”

Ji Feichen: “Alright then, I’ll give you some money, and you can go.”

Xia Qing: “It’s not about the money. I feel secure with you.”

Ji Feichen: “Then I’ll give you some more money. You can hire a few guards.”

As a result, Ji Feichen’s character went from being a “gentle guy who takes care of girls and doesn’t refuse people” to a straight male leader.

Not only did Ji Feichen change, but Feng Yaoqing also changed.

In the original book, when Feng Yaoqing saw Ji Feichen being intimate with another woman, she would immediately feel heartbroken, endure it, shed tears, feel disappointed, and have a heart like ashes.

But now, she had just been punished and confined by her own father, and when she broke free from the Xuantian Pavilion, she even got into a fight. Her temper had just improved and she started considering her own interests.

Moreover, she was subtly influenced by Shen Wanqing’s influence, and her skill of retorting at people has also improved a lot.

So when Xia Qing weakly tried to lean on Ji Feichen’s shoulder, Feng Yaoqing said, “This is my partner.”

Xia Qing: “Sorry, I’m just too tired.”

Feng Yaoqing: “Then lean on me.”

The conflicts between the two before were all due to misunderstandings and suspicion.

Now there is no more suspicion.

Feng Yaoqing started to care about her own feelings and directly expressed her grievances. Ji Feichen is not a fool either. When his wife gets jealous, he goes to comfort her, feeling happy while doing so.

Anyway, Xia Qing, who was originally an ace supporting female character, has been directly downgraded.

And as long as the two protagonists don’t quarrel or get angry, they can focus on capturing ghosts. With their full attention, they can discover that something is wrong with Xia Qing faster than in the original book.

So Ji Feichen deliberately accepted the sachet containing the aphrodisiac, preparing to pretend to be fooled.

But Shen Wanqing was short on time and didn’t want to act.

So she pushed open the door and politely explained her intentions to Xia Qing, “You see, considering that you have plotted the deaths of many people and even wanted to kill my good friend, I have come to kill you.”

Xia Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. There was no trace of fear in her eyes. She leaned her head on the monk’s shoulder, twirled her fingers in her hair, and spoke in a slow and seductive voice, “You are indeed as different as the rumors say, Miss Shen.”

Miss Shen.

Xia Qing also recognized herself.

Shen Wanqing felt a bit suffocated.

Is her disguise so terrible? How can anyone recognize her!

“Miss Shen, for us spirits, it’s not about the face but the scent,” Xia Qing slowly got off the bed, walked up to Shen Wanqing, bent down, and smiled as she looked at her, “And what I recognized wasn’t you, but the… Demon Lord beside you.”

Shen Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

“Even if he looks like that, I can still smell his scent.”

“Alright.” Shen Wanqing glanced at the moon outside, calculated the time, and generously said, “Then I’ll give you half an incense stick to chat with me.”

Since she recognized herself, it is even more impossible to let her continue living.

“Kill me?” Xia Qing laughed, returning to the side of the monk, gently leaning into his embrace, and raising her hand to caress his chin, “Why would you kill me? I thought we would have a lot in common to talk about.”

“Don’t you see the resemblance? It’s true that I’ve killed many people, but why would the fallen Miss Shen and I talk about indiscriminate killings? As long as we’re happy, what does the life and death of others matter? Desire, this thing, you and I should understand each other the most.”

As Xia Qing spoke, she sat up, a charming smile on her face. “Besides, aren’t you the same as me? Forcing the dead to stay by our side, we’re just the same一”

She approached Shen Wanqing, staring into her eyes, and seductively continued, “Selfish to the core.”

Shen Wanqing lowered her gaze, her eyes flickered slightly. “But…”

“So,” Xia Qing said, “you won’t kill me.”

“But…” Shen Wanqing’s gaze instantly became calm. She raised her hand, and in an instant, her hand pierced through Xia Qing’s chest, “Half an incense stick has passed”

Xia Qing was a spirit.

I don’t know what spell she practiced during her lifetime, but she was indeed able to fully unleash the power of enchantment.

From the moment she spoke, she had been trying to control Shen Wanqing’s thoughts and bewitch her mind.

However, Shen Wanqing was someone who was constantly being called the “witch” on the forum, so it was impossible for her to fall for it so easily.

Not only that, she secretly went to Tianxiang Sect’s library and stole a forbidden novel called <After Learning Enchantment, I Became…>.

When she was halfway through reading it, she was discovered by a disciple of Tianxiang Sect, and then the Sect Master led a group of people to capture her.

So Shen Wanqing grabbed the demon generals and fought against Tianxiang Sect.

There’s no need to describe the process, but in the end, when she left, Tianxiang Sect made a copy of all the forbidden books about enchantment in their library and gave it to her as a gift.

After that, Shen Wanqing set up a study in the palace.

The bookshelves were filled with such novels.

Demon generals: More sinister than the demonic path.

So一

No one understands enchantment better than Shen Wanqing!

In an instant, Xia Qing’s expression twisted. Veins bulged on her forehead, her eyes seemed like they were about to burst, and she leaned back, clutching the hole in her chest, trembling uncontrollably.

Drops of blood fell to the ground.

The blood was dark and seemed to carry a tremendous power as it flowed beneath the surface.

Xuanniao flew out from Shen Wanqing’s bone ring, biting its collar: “Palace Master! Be careful!”

“Bang!”

Countless vines burst out of the ground, entwining around Shen Wanqing’s ankles.

“Even if the spirit’s body is stabbed, as long as the heart is not broken, she won’t die,” Xuanniao looked at Xia Qing, who was becoming increasingly demonized and fierce. “Furthermore, the stronger the spirit’s opponent, the greater her power will become.”

Countless vines surged out from beneath her, as if the place she stood was the foundation of all plants.

The heart.

But the blow Shen Wanqing just struck was aimed straight at her heart.

Xuanniao asked, “Palace Master, didn’t you crush her heart?”

“No,” Shen Wanqing said, “Xia Qing doesn’t have a heart.”

“How is that possible? Then一”

Shen Wanqing glanced slightly and looked at the monk beside her.

How did Xia Qing preserve this corpse for so many years without decomposition? And although the monk’s body contains a dead soul, why is there still a trace of consciousness remaining?

The answer can be easily guessed.

Xia Qing placed her own heart inside the monk’s body.

If the heart is crushed, Xia Qing would have the possibility of dying, and the monk’s body would instantly turn to ashes.

Speaking of it, it’s quite regretful. If the monk’s body had died earlier, there might have been a chance. But after so many years, the dead soul no longer has the ability to be reincarnated.

Xia Qing obviously knows all of this.

But even if she prevents the monk from reincarnating, she doesn’t want him to leave in this lifetime.

Shen Wanqing knows what her goal is.

With a flick of her sleeve, a sharp sword thrusts towards the monk’s chest, but Xia Qing, who was just in a frenzy a moment ago, instantly blocks in front of the monk and firmly grips the sword.

“How dare you?”

There is no trace of charm in Xia Qing’s eyes anymore. They turn crimson, and her black hair gradually takes on a reddish hue. She is enveloped by the center of the vines.

The vines tighten and gradually wrap around the monk. “How dare you touch him?”

She looks extremely furious, letting out a roar from her throat. Suddenly, the vines turn crimson and come crashing down towards Shen Wanqing’s head.

In truth, Shen Wanqing can easily withstand this kind of power.

But there is someone faster than her.

Just like a long time ago, a pitch-black figure stands in front of her, tearing apart the vines in front.

That back figure.

Shen Wanqing will never forget it.

“Xie Wuyan!”

But this time Xie Wuyan did not turn around to look at her, nor did he use that disdainful tone, pretending to be indifferent, to mock her.

He stared at Xia Qing like a fierce beast whose treasure had been touched, and every inch of his skin was hot from the surge of power.

Xia Qing quickly reacted.

Just like in the book, the vines quickly spread throughout the entire Chitong Pass.

Their venom seeped into the bodies of the people, turning them into obedient corpses, walking towards Xie Wuyan.

Killing intent.

Xie Wuyan was stirred up with a strong killing intent.

Such a scene easily reminded his body of the Sealed Demon Cave.

Given Xie Wuyan’s current state, he would kill all the people.

“I understand now.” Xia Qing laughed loudly, “So, you’ve raised a monster that’s neither human nor ghost.”

Shen Wanqing quickly turned around and held Xie Wuyan’s face in her hands. “Xie Wuyan, believe me, I can handle it. You will be fine, you…”

But obviously, it didn’t work this time.

Due to Xia Qing’s influence, combined with the suggestion of her enchantment, Xie Wuyan’s eyes gradually turned red.

He would completely lose control.

There would be a massacre.

He would be thoroughly exposed, attracting the attention of the Heavenly Dao Palace.

“Miss Shen, don’t you want to prevent him from causing a massacre?”

“In this way, it wasn’t me who killed those people; it was our Demon Lord who did it personally.”

“Since you don’t want him to massacre the city, then go ahead and kill him.”

Xia Qing’s voice sounded wild and piercing, stabbing into Shen Wanqing’s mind.

She was almost unable to control Xie Wuyan, almost mobilizing her own spiritual power to suppress his madness.

“Do you think I’m deceiving you?”

“No, it’s not that. He is already dead, but time is still alive. His body will gradually decay, becoming colder and less under your control.”

“Miss Shen, does our Demon Lord want him to live like this? Or is it your personal desire? Are you willing to watch him live like a madman rather than letting him go?”

“Miss Shen, you are just like me, exactly the same.”

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Chapter 65: She changed the plot.

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【According to reliable sources, the witch saved by the Demon Lord has been quiet recently. People from the Heavenly Dao Palace say she might have already died.】

“Fellow daoist, you are a senior disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace. Wasn’t it the witch’s subordinates who kept causing trouble recently, making it difficult for the major sects to handle? But now she suddenly went silent. After the Heavenly Dao Palace investigated, they found that she seemed to be no longer inside the palace.”

“So, the elders of the Heavenly Dao Palace thought, could this be a strategy to lure the tiger out of the mountain? Could it be that the witch went to the Sealed Demon Cave to save the Demon Lord? When they rushed there, they found traces of someone breaking into the cave, but the Heavenly Dao Palace didn’t sense the presence of their souls or aura.”

“A living person cannot possibly escape from the Sealed Demon Cave, so it is highly likely that the witch has died inside.”

Immediately, someone asked, “What if the witch managed to rescue the Demon Lord?”

“Impossible. Even the Heavenly Dao Palace’s sect master cannot survive coming out of the Sealed Demon Cave. If she had such tremendous abilities, she would have attacked long ago. Besides, with such powerful fluctuations of energy, the people from the Heavenly Dao Palace couldn’t have felt nothing.”

Originally just speculation, but after word of mouth spread, almost everyone believed that Shen Wanqing’s attempt to save Xie Wuyan ended with her tragically dying inside the Sealed Demon Cave.

This incident quickly became widely known and added a new plot to the storyteller’s script.

“It might hurt a bit when applying the medicine. You’ll have to endure it.”

“Okay.”

Feng Yaoqing’s movements were gentle. She lightly blew on the wound on Shen Wanqing’s arm and placed the ointment down. “There, after applying this medicine, the wound will heal completely overnight.”

Shen Wanqing thanked her and lowered her arm.

Although she was almost certain that Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing had probably figured something out, since it hadn’t been revealed openly, she had to continue pretending.

“Don’t worry, Feichen will take care of your friend,” Feng Yaoqing spoke first, patting her hand as if comforting her. “But will he remain this way forever?”

I don’t know why.

Clearly, I’ve changed my appearance.

But her tone and expression are as if she’s seeing her long-lost sister, gentle and comforting.

So close that it makes you not want to speak those blatantly obvious lies.

Shen Wanqing: “I won’t let him stay like this forever.”

“I understand… So, do you want to join us?” Feng Yaoqing lowered her eyes, her tone gentle and calm, “To find a way to restore him, and then deal with those demons along the way, while also controlling him from losing control. Doing all these things alone is too difficult.”

This sentence slightly surprised Shen Wanqing.

She was almost certain that Feng Yaoqing had indeed recognized her.

Although Shen Wanqing guessed that the two main leads wouldn’t be fooled by a simple disguise, she was still surprised that they discovered it so quickly.

What’s even more surprising is that there is no blame or interrogation.

They seem to know why Shen Wanqing is hiding something and, therefore, accommodate her without exposing it.

They even found all the reasons for her without her having to say a word.

“I…”

“You don’t look very old, Miss,” Feng Yaoqing suddenly brought up a new topic.

Shen Wanqing was taken aback and looked at her.

“It seems like you’re barely twenty.”

“Mhm.”

“Yeah,” Feng Yaoqing chuckled, her gentle eyes fixed on her, a mild smile on her face but a touch of bitterness in her gaze. “You’re still a little girl, why do you have to bear everything alone?”

Just like a gentle older sister, looking at her runaway younger sister with a mix of admonishment and concern.

Shen Wanqing could feel Feng Yaoqing’s care.

Such care made her nose tingle with sourness.

She turned her head, sniffled, and held back the slight itch in her eyes.

“Okay, let’s go together.”

“Good.”

They left Feng Yaoqing’s room, turned a corner, and Shen Wanqing caught sight of a tall figure standing at the end of the corridor.

It was Ji Feichen.

He leaned against the railing, holding a sword, locking eyes with Shen Wanqing. His brows slightly furrowed, thin lips pressed tight, but he only looked at her without saying a word.

Under the moonlight, the scar on his neck stood out even more.

They stared at each other for a long time.

But in the end, Shen Wanqing still didn’t speak. She nodded slightly to Ji Feichen, then returned to her room.

She looked at Xie Wuyan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, pondered for a moment, and took out the Cultivating Spirit Book.

Since leaving them, Shen Wanqing had hardly received any news about the two of them.

Because the system’s curse constantly forced her back to the main storyline, she could only resist accepting any information about the protagonists and rebel against it.

So, this was her first attempt to investigate the story of what happened to Ji Feichen and the others after she left.

There were many people talking about them.

Because the appearance of the Demon Lord in the mortal world was a sensational event.

No matter how much the writers liked to use Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan for their creations, they were ultimately labeled as antagonists, opposing the righteous path.

The Heavenly Dao Palace asked for a stance from the Xuantian Pavilion and the Ji family.

Although both families held considerable status, in times of right and wrong, they naturally had to make the correct judgment.

The Ji family expelled Shen Wanqing in the name of practicing the demonic path, being contaminated by the Demon Lord’s influence.

Ji Feichen did not agree.

“Demonic path? Wanqing has been raised by me since childhood. Throughout this journey to save the people and the world, she has repeatedly endangered herself as bait and constantly depleted her own soul using the blood-burning technique. Just because she is unwilling to obey the Heavenly Dao Palace’s orders and seek a path to death, how does that make her evil?”

But for the righteous path, these statements were only considered excuses.

How many people in the world knew Shen Wanqing? And how many of them cared about her?

People don’t care about the life or death of those they don’t know.

If one does not personally experience the sacrifice, it cannot truly be called sacrifice.

There is only one thing that the world knows.

This thing is the explanation given by the Heavenly Dao Palace, and it is the explanation that all factions have accepted by default.

They call it “morality.”

Only something that can allow most people to survive can be called “morality.”

“Ji’s adopted daughter, Shen Wanqing, sacrificed herself for the sake of her own life and disregarded the lives of others due to greed and fear of death. Under the influence of the Demon Lord, the two of them had a private relationship and betrayed the righteous path. It is unacceptable by the heavens and against morality.”

There are many ways to say it.

Upon careful examination, it seems that the explanation given by the Heavenly Dao Palace and Ji Feichen’s explanation are indeed about the same thing. But after the nature of right and wrong has been determined in advance, this becomes evidence of guilt.

At that moment, Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing also suddenly understood.

Hundreds of years ago, Xie Wuyan also “betrayed the righteous path” in the same way.

Therefore, the Ji family punished Ji Feichen by subjecting him to the ‘bone-cutting whip’ punishment, to demonstrate their stance to the world.

After Feng Yaoqing’s father came out of seclusion, he confined her in the Xuantian Peak, claiming that she was influenced by the demonic path and needed to reflect.

Later, Feng Yaoqing left the Xuantian Pavilion.

Ji Feichen burned his own name from the Ji family genealogy.

These two events caused a big commotion, but after all, the two had been fighting demons and vanquishing spirits for many years, and they had a good image in the hearts of the people. Moreover, although they had left, they were still the most outstanding bloodline in the family. In addition, they continued to search for the Solitary Light Sword after their departure, helping many people along the way.

So although there have been many discussions in the martial world, they haven’t gone as far as to label them with the same stigma as Shen Wanqing.

Upon seeing this, Shen Wanqing understood something: “So, is this the reason why the curse on me hasn’t acted up for a long time?”

【Yes.】

This was the first time the system spoke in these past few days.

【The curse is a compulsory punishment that cannot be erased or eliminated. It occurs every time the host deviates from the main storyline or fails to complete a mission. But recently, the protagonist’s actions and behavior have deviated greatly from the original book.】

Again and again, creating opportunities for the main male and female leads to foster affection, or resolving obstacles for them, but in reality, it cannot change the tragedy between the two of them.

Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing were both standardized characters and personalities created for the plot. No matter how many chances were given, they would ultimately choose the same option.

Shen Wanqing changed them.

From the moment Feng Yaoqing fed Ji Feichen the pill, they would not repeat the same mistakes.

【But, host, it’s necessary to remind you that the ultimate completion of the mission requires a necessary condition: awakening the Solitary Light Sword. The deadline we agreed upon is approaching, and if you cannot resurrect Xie Wuyan by then, you will have no other choice.】

Shen Wanqing turned to look at Xie Wuyan next to her and stood up. “I understand.”

In the original book, it was said that on the day of the battle between Xia Qing and Ji Feichen, the entire Chitong Pass was covered in a bloody haze. Countless vines emerged from the ground, tightly binding the common people inside the pass.

In order to quickly advance her cultivation, she treated these people as fertilizer, and the vines penetrated their flesh, crazily sucking their essence, turning their once lively bodies into lifeless skeletons in an instant.

Xia Qing was surrounded by a sea of blood-colored flowers, and she laughed almost madly.

That great battle lasted for three days and three nights.

Shen Wanqing calculated the time.

Three days is too long, it won’t work.

So that night, she went to Xia Qing’s residence.

Dimly lit, in a hazy atmosphere, she could vaguely see two figures.

A graceful figure walked towards the other person with charming steps, bending down, with exquisite curves. Even just seeing the silhouette, one could sense the allure filling the room.

Shen Wanqing felt a bit awkward.

Isn’t it a bit unfriendly to intrude and kill people while others are shooting an action movie?

But it’s even more unfriendly to stand here and watch.

The wind rustled the curtains.

Xia Qing’s profile was particularly clear, but the other person…

Ji Feichen???

Wait.

It’s not Ji Feichen.

Shen Wanqing carefully distinguished it, although their appearances were extremely similar, there were still subtle differences between their eyebrows and eyes.

And the most crucial thing is….

This Ji Feichen No. 2 is a bald person.

Look at his appearance, seems like a monk?

Soon, Shen Wanqing sensed the clues.

There is no brilliance in the monk’s expression, and she can also smell a strong odor of decay and corpse in the air. Even though the room is beautiful, it still makes people nauseous.

That smell is emanating from the monk.

He is a dead person.

And he looks like he has been dead for many years.

But Xia Qing, on the contrary, didn’t seem to notice. Instead, she bent down and rubbed against the already deceased monk. Her laughter was particularly clear, and each syllable had a slight rise.

“Master,” Xia Qing raised her hand and caressed the monk’s cheek, “I met someone who looks very similar to you.”

As she spoke, her index finger traced down his chest. Suddenly, her eyebrows chilled, and her originally gentle voice shifted to a more intense and frantic tone.

“Why does he一”

“Take on that hypocritical demeanor with the same face as yours, what qualifications does he have?”

“I will never allow it.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make him come to accompany you immediately, okay? As long as I consume his soul, you can come back to life. You will definitely have a chance to come back to life.”

The monk still had no expression on his face, just blinked his eyes numbly.

Shen Wanqing was well aware of this situation.

After a person dies, due to Xia Qing’s excessive obsession, she forcefully refused to let the monk reincarnate. However, his soul had already turned into a dead soul, and although his body did not appear to decay, it was merely an empty shell.

Alright.

Shen Wanqing figured it out.

This is a yandere supporting character.

She estimated the time.

If she returned any later, Xie Wuyan would wake up, and if he saw that she was not there, he might go and bully the waiter again, which would be troublesome.

But now, with one person and one corpse in the room, things were getting heated, and Shen Wanqing didn’t know how to speak.

So she politely knocked on the door and said, “Excuse me, sorry to disturb you. May I come in?”

But in reality, she didn’t give Xia Qing a chance to respond at all. After knocking on the door, she just pushed it open and touched the back of her head, awkwardly saying, “Well, you see, I’m here to kill you.”

Xia Qing: “…”

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Chapter 64: The Walking Dead.

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Xuanniao and Shen Wanqing were dumbfounded.

What’s going on?

Why is Puppy Xie so rebellious?

Did he run away from home just because he couldn’t sleep?

Before Shen Wanqing could react, she heard a series of heart-wrenching screams coming from all around the dense forest, followed by the sounds of intense fighting. Then a group of monsters began to wail and howl in a very rhythmic manner.

When the bird and the person arrived at the scene, the brave warrior Xie Wuyan had already pierced through the dense forest and was arrogantly barging into the old lair of the mountain monsters, starting a small skirmish.

The mountain monsters cried with their heads in their hands, “Why? Today I only ate a little white rabbit!!”

The entire forest was filled with crying.

“We’ve been very honest for decades. We just occasionally eat a few lost and dying people. We are already very well-behaved monsters.”

“He’s bullying us. Such a powerful person picking on small monsters! I just finished my breakthrough in seclusion and woke up, I’m just an ordinary little snake monster.”

“He even burned my little potted plant!”

For some reason, these monsters were crying miserably, and Shen Wanqing couldn’t help but think that they were the innocent ones, and she was the monster.

But after thinking about it, it was true. They didn’t provoke anyone and were beaten up for no reason. They were indeed pitiful.

So Shen Wanqing grabbed Xie Wuyan, who was preparing to destroy their nests, and advised, “Forget it, forget it. They clearly know they were wrong.”

Xie Wuyan stopped in confusion, looked at the blood on his hands, and then pointed to the group of monsters next to him.

Being pointed at by him, the monster shivered all over and then burst into tears, huddling together.

Xie Wuyan gently uttered two words, “Dangerous.”

…Obviously you are even more dangerous.

Shen Wanqing finally understood what it meant to lift a stone only to drop it on one’s own foot.

She coaxed and persuaded, dragging the person back. The mountain monster even quickly helped her find the carriage and arranged them in two lines, tearfully watching them off.

Suddenly, Shen Wanqing thought of something. “By the way, may I ask…”

“You may ask!” The monster, beaten just moments ago, immediately stood up straight.

“In Chitong Pass ahead, there’s a monster named Xia Qing. Does anyone know her origin?”

Xia Qing, the female banshee who attempted to seduce Ji Feichen.

Upon mentioning this name, the faces of the surrounding monsters changed.

“Immortal, Xia Qing is not a monster but a spirit.”

“A spirit?”

“Yes, a spirit is not a monster but a transformation that occurs in rare circumstances when a person undergoes a fortuitous change. This situation only occurs once every few hundred or even thousand years.”

Shen Wanqing had heard about spirits from the Cultivating Spirit Book.

Spirits cultivate much faster than humans and their methods are more ruthless. Their abilities are prone to violent outbreaks and difficult to control.

“A few decades ago, Xia Qing slaughtered most of the monsters in the dense forest and then went to Chitong Pass.”

Since then, the mountain demons in the dense forest have suffered heavy losses, which is why they have become what they are now.

Shen Wanqing thanked and pulled Xie Wuyan back onto the carriage.

She was unsure whether Ji Feichen was currently in Chitong Pass and at what stage the plot had developed.

She didn’t have much time left and couldn’t waste too long in Chitong Pass.

So Shen Wanqing decided to kill Xia Qing directly.

Sitting in the carriage, Xie Wuyan let out a big yawn.

Shen Wanqing immediately patted her own shoulder and said, “Please.”

Xie Wuyan obediently leaned against her.

Tired Shen Wanqing took out her small notebook where she recorded ‘Xie Wuyan’s wants and don’t wants’ and wrote a line on the first page: [Important reminder: Do not prevent Xie Wuyan from sleeping].

When they were approaching Chitong Pass, they could faintly smell a strong smell of blood.

Dark clouds enveloped the city, and the sound of thunder rolled, creating a particularly oppressive atmosphere.

“Demon hunter?” The guard lifted the curtain and took a look inside, his gaze sweeping over Xie Wuyan, who was wearing a cloak, then he smiled and spoke to Shen Wanqing, “Chitong Pass hasn’t been very peaceful in the past few decades, but there have been quite a few exorcists coming recently.”

“Recently?” Shen Wanqing asked, “Are there still exorcists coming here these days?”

“Yes, just a couple of days ago, a man and a woman, both immortals, came nearby and eliminated quite a few demons. They are said to be from the Xuantian Pavilion.”

It seems that Ji Feichen has arrived.

So Shen Wanqing inquired about the inn they were staying at.

Since Chitong Pass became less peaceful, there have been more people leaving than entering. The guards are also talkative, unable to stop talking once they start.

“By the way, is the person inside the carriage the girl’s friend? Why is he still wearing a cloak inside the carriage?”

Shen Wanqing glanced at Xie Wuyan, who was sleeping soundly on her shoulder. She was about to speak when Xie Wuyan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his dark irises moved slightly.

Suddenly, he turned over and raised his hand, seemingly wanting to grab the guard’s neck.

“Wait!” Shen Wanqing quickly sensed his movement and swiftly held his wrist.

Although Xie Wuyan hadn’t reached out his hand yet, the guard was frightened by his cold gaze and quickly silenced himself, stepping back a few steps.

“Sorry, he… he recently had a confrontation with a monster and got injured, so he’s more cautious,” Shen Wanqing explained.

Xie Wuyan stared at the guard intently, clenched his teeth, like a lion protecting its master, ready to strike at any moment.

The guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced a smile, “It’s alright, please go inside quickly. The city gate will close soon.”

It was only after the curtain was drawn and the carriage entered that Shen Wanqing released her hold on Xie Wuyan’s hand.

She had been mistaken.

Xie Wuyan’s obedience and compliance were only towards her.

Apart from her, he harbored strong hostility and a desire to attack towards almost everyone and every demon around him.

Xie Wuyan’s murderous intent in his eyes had not dissipated yet. His hand continuously tried to break free until Shen Wanqing held his face, forcing him to look into her eyes, gradually calming him down.

When Xie Wuyan’s soul disappeared, his physical body still remembered the ‘resistance’ and ‘unwillingness to die’ that he firmly held onto before leaving, so he instinctively wanted to kill anyone who approached him.

She couldn’t be sure of the exact reason why he was so obedient to her.

But considering the current situation, his violence would only become increasingly difficult to control.

Ordinary people could be fooled for now, but Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing were both intelligent individuals who would definitely notice something amiss.

The original plan was for her to pretend to be a demon hunter like them and have a conversation, then expose Xia Qing’s true identity and quickly eliminate the spirit together.

But now, it seemed better to minimize contact.

After some turmoil, Shen Wanqing stayed at the inn where Ji Feichen and the others were.

Since coming out of the Sealed Demon Cave, Xie Wuyan had become increasingly sleepy. Soon after entering the guest room, he fell asleep on the bed.

Shen Wanqing also noticed something.

At the beginning, in the Sealed Demon Cave, there were constantly fierce beasts trying to devour him, so those lingering thoughts in Xie Wuyan’s body always supported his unwillingness to die.

However, after leaving the Sealed Demon Cave, he no longer needed to fight for his life every moment. Gradually, the remaining consciousness became weaker.

His sleepiness was clear evidence.

Shen Wanqing stood up and looked at Xie Wuyan curled up on the bed like a child. His black hair was soft, his eyes tightly closed, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

She lowered her gaze.

If it continue like this, Xie Wuyan will really die.

Shen Wanqing sat on the second floor of the inn, munching on melon seeds, looking downstairs.

Sure enough, it was Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing.

Long time no see, it seems like the two of them have undergone significant changes.

Ji Feichen had injuries, and one could clearly see a long scar spreading from his neck, as if it had been whipped.

Feng Yaoqing was talking to the shop assistant nearby, standing straight, looking the same as before, but there was something different in her eyes.

The two of them had a look of “I have a story,” just standing there, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Following their gaze, Shen Wanqing saw Xia Qing.

The last supporting female character in the original book.

Just sitting there, she appeared extremely charming, with a blood droplet flower tattoo on her collarbone. One hand supported her cheek, and she looked towards Ji Feichen with a smile in her eyes.

Ji Feichen turned his head and said a few words to her, bowing his head low, as if whispering in her ear. Then, he chuckled a few times and lightly patted Xia Qing’s back.

Shen Wanqing was so startled that she dropped the melon seeds, instantly filled with anger.

For some reason, although the system seemed to have stopped the piercing headache alarm since that day, at this moment, she could almost hear the piercing scream in her mind.

She trembled with cold anger.

There is a kind of game where you play all day long, working hard to conquer the female protagonist. But just when you finally figured out how to win her over, the game crashed and all the progress was lost.

She glanced at Feng Yaoqing.

Feng Yaoqing acted as if she hadn’t seen anything, and even handed a glass of water to Xia Qing.

Shen Wanqing felt a sense of satisfaction.

Being completely oblivious is the characteristic of a female lead in a shuangwen novel¹!

On the other side, Xia Qing chatted about something, laughing so much that her whole body trembled, then playfully pushed Ji Feichen and handed him a sachet.

And then…

Ji Feichen accepted it!!

Shen Wanqing’s heart turned cold.

But when she took a closer look, Shen Wanqing, who had experience as a flower courtesan, suddenly realized that the sachet handed by Xia Qing contained aphrodisiacs. Although the scent was very weak, with her current cultivation, she could still feel it instantly.

Then why…

Shen Wanqing frowned and looked at Ji Feichen.

Ji Feichen’s cultivation should not be weak, so why couldn’t he sense anything unusual about this sachet?

Could it be that he deliberately accepted it?

And at that moment, a waiter walked up to Ji Feichen, Feng Yaoqing, and whispered something in his ear.

The next moment, two people simultaneously looked up and had an exciting eye contact with Shen Wanqing, who was peeking from upstairs.

Shen Wanqing paused her action of cracking melon seeds.

After a brief moment of panic, she remembered that she was in disguise.

So she put down the melon seeds and pretended to smile generously at them, then prepared to leave.

Then the two of them were led by the waiter, clanking upstairs and stood neatly in front of her, staring at her without blinking.

Shen Wanqing: “?” Have I been recognized?

The next moment, Ji Feichen saluted with a fist: “Just now, I heard the waiter mentioning that besides the two of us, there are other demon hunters here. I didn’t expect to encounter fellow practitioners here. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Shen Wanqing: “…indeed unexpected.”

You guys are very enthusiastic.

“I’ve heard that in the past few years, almost every day, men and women are found dead here, their essence drained. I assume Miss came for this reason too?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“You’re truly brave and righteous.”

“Well, indeed.”

“Do you not have any companions? Did you come alone?”

Shen Wanqing had a headache and was considering how to explain Xie Wuyan’s identity when suddenly, from the direction of Xie Wuyan’s room, there was a loud noise.

Oh, no.

When she rushed to the guest room, she found the entire door smashed. A waiter was lying at the corridor entrance, coughing up blood and trembling.

Feng Yaoqing quickly reached out to help him up and stabilized his pulse with her skills.

Xie Wuyan sat on the bed, eyes lowered, rubbing his messy hair. He raised his gaze, his eyes filled with coldness.

The surroundings were filled with voices.

To him, it was like monsters with hideous faces, surrounding him.

Visibly, his emotions seemed to be gradually losing control.

A strong sense of killing intent surged through his entire body, as if a bloody storm would erupt in the next second.

“Xie…” Shen Wanqing uttered a syllable but stopped, remembering something. She walked towards him, reached out, and held his head. “It’s all right now.”

However, Xie Wuyan’s emotions seemed to remain uncontrolled. His eyes were filled with a chilling glare, his whole body radiating heat, his chest heaving as if he was full of resistance.

Shen Wanqing didn’t let go, holding him tighter.

Xie Wuyan raised his hand and tightly grabbed her arm, as if trying to squeeze out blood.

Shen Wanqing crouched down, pressing her forehead against Xie Wuyan’s forehead, repeatedly soothing him and continuously channeling her spiritual energy into his body.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the people at the door were dispersed by Ji Feichen, and Xie Wuyan finally calmed down. He rested his head on Shen Wanqing’s shoulder, seemingly falling asleep.

Shen Wanqing raised her head and belatedly felt the burning pain in the place where Xie Wuyan had squeezed her.

The surrounding decorations and arrangements were all shattered by the powerful force that Xie Wuyan had just unleashed, leaving a mess everywhere.

“Miss, your companion is…”

The voices of Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing sounded behind her.

Shen Wanqing was tired now and hadn’t even thought about how to come up with a good lie to deceive the two of them. She rubbed her eyes and said, “He…”

“Was his soul taken away by a demon?”

However, Ji Feichen didn’t let her explain. Instead, he came up with a reasonable excuse himself, “In our clan, we have experienced such a situation before. The soul is taken away but the body remains alive. Under certain fortuitous circumstances, iit can lead to such a riot.”

Shen Wanqing was stunned for a moment, looked at Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing behind her, then nodded, “Hmm.”

“Don’t worry, I will explain it clearly to the people in the inn. We have some influence here these days, and they will understand,” Feng Yaoqing smiled and glanced at the wound on Shen Wanqing’s arm, “Let me treat your wound?”

Shen Wanqing remained silent for a while and then smiled, “Okay.”

In Ji Feichen’s clan, such a situation had never occurred.

They might have already recognized her identity.

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The author has something to say:

I’m sorry, but this book was really difficult to write. The themes I wrote before are all modern and emotional, which is very different from this book, so the rhythm has not been well grasped and the plot does not know how to transition. Anyway, there are really many problems when writing. This book will still be very stuck in the middle, and the plot will always be deleted, deleted, and revised every day, but it will be finished before November, so you can wait until the 25th or so to read it.

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1. The characteristic of Shuangwen is that the protagonist goes smoothly from the beginning of the novel to the end of the story, and upgrades rapidly. Shuangwen generally has obvious “flow-oriented” characteristics, and there are a large number of works on themes such as cultivating immortals , time travel , and supernatural . ↩︎

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Chapter 63: Insomniac.

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This is a chess game set up by the system.

Shen Wanqing is well aware of it.

The explanation given by the system is that Xie Wuyan’s current state cannot be restored with external help. Therefore, they must go to a place where his soul is sealed.

That place is where the Solitary Light Sword is located.

The seal formed by the sealing curse gradually drains his soul, and then returns to the Solitary Light Sword. Relying on the immense power stored there, it completely erodes Xie Wuyan’s soul.

One month.

If they cannot find the Solitary Light Sword within a month, Xie Wuyan will probably remain in this mindless state for the rest of his life.

So Shen Wanqing must find Feng Yaoqing, the only one who can find the Lonely Light Sword. They are intricately intertwined. As long as she wants Xie Wuyan to survive, she cannot completely escape from the main storyline of the original book.

As for what they will face after finding the Solitary Light Sword and restoring Xie Wuyan, it remains unknown.

How to find Ji Feichen…

Shen Wanqing calculated.

It has been nearly three to four months since she left these two people. According to the original book’s plot, it should have reached the last supporting female character, who is also the most difficult one to deal with, the “the charming and vicious banshee”.

Being the ace supporting female character in the original book, she is certainly not as easy to deal with as the previous ones, especially in terms of her species.

The emotional journey of this supporting female character is quite simple. It starts with her accidentally seeing Ji Feichen while shopping. Seeing his handsome appearance and strong physique, she thinks he can replenish her energy. So she wants to seduce him to absorb his yang energy and improve her cultivation.

However, she didn’t expect Ji Feichen, being the male protagonist, would not be affected by ordinary seduction tactics.

So the supporting female character suddenly aroused a despicable desire to win, thinking, “Why are there men in the world who are so indifferent to me?” So she found a reason to cling to them. Then she took the opportunity to constantly find faults with the female lead, overtly and covertly seducing the male lead.

Shen Wanqing didn’t know the specific progress of the plot, but she knew that Ji Feichen was going to eliminate this female banshee near Chitong Pass. And because this female banshee’s cultivation was extremely terrifying, it caused quite a stir in the cultivation world.

So as long as you go to the vicinity of Chitong Pass and wait for the rabbit by guarding the stump, it will be enough¹.

But logically speaking, she wasn’t suitable for appearing in her true identity now since almost everyone in the world could recognize them by their faces.

Even mountains and rivers in the martial world have painters who use them as prototypes to create picture books. These books have sold extremely well, directly pushing down Jiang Shujun²‘s works from the altar.

So Shen Wanqing used a disguise technique on herself and Xie Wuyan, and incidentally turned the Xuanniao into a parrot.

But it seemed that Xie Wuyan didn’t like being disguised. As soon as Shen Wanqing turned her head, he burned off his newly changed face.

After going back and forth more than a dozen times, Shen Wanqing started training Xie Wuyan like a child, saying, “Listen, we need to change our faces.”

Xie Wuyan refused.

Not only did he refuse to change, but he also angrily burned off Shen Wanqing’s disguise technique and stubbornly turned Xuanniao into a crow.

So the two of them inexplicably started fighting, and inside the carriage, it was filled with smoke and banging sounds. Xuanniao experienced almost every animal from a crow to a rat.

Finally, Shen Wanqing couldn’t take it anymore and said angrily, “Xie Wuyan!”

Xie Wuyan seemed to sense Shen Wanqing’s anger, clenched his teeth, and defiantly stared back at her.

Shen Wanqing was infuriated.

So she turned her body, hugged her arms, and made a light grunt without looking at him.

Xie Wuyan was also angry with her and ignored her without saying a word.

Only Xuanniao, who was affected by the two, lay weakly on the table, looking at these two troublesome ancestors.

After about half an incense stick’s time, Xie Wuyan moved and quietly looked up at Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing was still angry.

Another half incense stick’s time passed, and Xie Wuyan glanced at Shen Wanqing again.

Shen Wanqing was still angry.

So Xie Wuyan moved closer to her side.

Shen Wanqing noticed Xie Wuyan’s action. In fact, given her temperament, she had stopped being angry with this mentally two or three-year-old Xie Wuyan a long time ago. But because of the dignity of a girl, she pretended not to notice him.

It was not until Xie Wuyan moved next to her that Shen Wanqing turned her head with an expressionless face.

Xie Wuyan looked into her eyes, pursed his lips, and then lowered his head. A layer of purple light surged like ripples all over his body, and then he transformed into the appearance of another person.

He used a disguise technique on himself.

Just like a child trying to make someone happy.

Shen Wanqing was stunned. She looked at Xie Wuyan, who was hanging his head and looking unhappy, and seemed to suddenly understand something.

According to Xie Wuyan’s current mental state, he couldn’t understand why he should change into another person’s appearance. He was unhappy because he thought she didn’t like his face.

For Xie Wuyan, who was incredibly proud even if he lost his soul, this was something that deeply hurt his pride.

But in order to make her happy, he still chose to obediently listen to her.

Shen Wanqing didn’t know why, but suddenly she felt sorry for him.

She reached out her hand and pulled Xie Wuyan into her embrace, letting him bury his head in the crook of her neck and rubbing his hair like stroking a pet.

She sniffed and forced back her choked voice.

Although she knew that Xie Wuyan couldn’t understand the meaning behind her words, she still wanted to say it to him.

“I’m sorry.”

“I don’t dislike you.”

“You won’t have to suffer like this soon, and then you can do whatever you want.”

After a few days of traveling, Shen Wanqing estimated that they would reach Chitong Pass tomorrow, so that night they found an inn to stay in.

Xie Wuyan had just returned from that place and was covered in injuries. Even though he seemed unaware of it himself, considering his condition, it was still not easy for him to continue traveling for a long time.

Moreover, Chitong Pass at this moment was likely to face a fierce battle.

At first, Shen Wanqing was indeed worried that Xie Wuyan’s current condition might lead to some problems, but soon she dispelled this doubt.

He is very obedient now, even more so than Xuanniao. And when she argued with Xuanniao, he would protect her especially and even pluck half of Xuanniao’s feathers.

However, at night: obedient my foot.

Shen Wanqing, who was being used as a pillow in his arms, was very annoyed. Why, after such a long time, had she evolved into an esteemed palace master, yet still couldn’t escape this fate.

Moreover, the previous Xie Wuyan, at the very least, respected the dignity of the pillow, just holding it without moving. But now, Xie Wuyan really enjoys moving! Hands! And! Feet!

Shen Wanqing felt utterly hopeless as he kneaded her back and forth. Finally, when his hand was about to touch her chest, she couldn’t bear it any longer and firmly held it back.

Then, she pushed Xie Wuyan away a little.

No, she couldn’t tolerate this.

How could she, the upgraded version of Shen Wanqing, let someone like Xie Wuyan, who has weakened to the point of becoming a milk dog, be so unbridled?

So, she started to get angry with great dignity and said, “Xie Wuyan, let go of me!”

Xie Wuyan’s right hand was held by her, his pair of pitch-black pupils staring at her face, lips pursed, not saying a word, and then he frowned.

… For some reason, she always felt that his frowning face alone could be quite intimidating.

Shen Wanqing felt a slight guilt in her heart, but quickly remembered that she was the one who was in the right. So she raised an eyebrow and spoke with great determination, “Let go.”

Xie Wuyan stared at her motionlessly for a while, then let go of her hand.

Shen Wanqing: “?”

So obedient?

However, at that moment, Xie Wuyan lowered his head and, like an angry beast, bit her neck.

Shen Wanqing instinctively turned her head.

However, Xie Wuyan didn’t bite hard. His brow furrowed, originally filled with displeasure, but when his skin touched Shen Wanqing’s, he hesitated.

He paused for a long time, lifted his head again, and looked at Shen Wanqing’s face.

Shen Wanqing tilted her head and didn’t look at him.

She paused for a while, closed her eyes, then released her hand that was holding Xie Wuyan’s, and instead caressed his back, followed by a soothing pat.

Xie Wuyan’s expression relaxed slightly, and then, under her comfort, he quickly let go of his grievances.

He bent down, buried his head in the nape of her neck, and closed his eyes.

Whether it was because Shen Wanqing’s body contained his own spiritual power or for some other reason, in any case, Xie Wuyan really liked the scent on her.

Finally, under Shen Wanqing’s comforting, Xie Wuyan let go of all his vigilance and fell asleep peacefully. He lay quietly on her, with a calm expression, and could even hear faint breathing sounds.

Just like a very easy-to-soothe puppy.

So, as Puppy Xie fell asleep, he instinctively hugged Shen Wanqing tightly. He nuzzled around, searching for a comfortable place to rest and sleep.

He searched and nuzzled.

And he succeeded一

Soft!

Comfortable!

Puppy Xie fell asleep contentedly.

And then一

“Xie Wuyan! Get out of my way!” Shen Wanqing wanted to kill someone. “Can’t you just sleep on a pillow? Even a three-year-old child is easier to handle than you!”

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The next day, Shen Wanqing went on the road with dark circles under her eyes, looking numb.

In order to reach Chitong Pass as quickly as possible, she chose to go straight through the dense forest. However, there were monsters everywhere in the forest. Not only did she have to concentrate on controlling the carriage with her spiritual power, but she also had to hide her presence from those monsters.

Shen Wanqing was tired, and she began to miss the days when she was a salted fish.

Being a strong person is really exhausting.

She glanced at Xie Wuyan beside her.

He perfectly inherited her salted fish attributes, sitting next to her rubbing his sleepy eyes, nodding his head like a woodpecker, looking very sleepy. Finally, he comfortably rested his head on Shen Wanqing’s shoulder and fell asleep.

Judging by his recent frequency of sleeping, it seemed like he wanted to make up for all the years he hadn’t slept well.

Shen Wanqing was furious.

Who was the one who couldn’t sleep yesterday!

She glanced at Xuanniao beside her.

Xuanniao seemed to be in a better mood. It stood by the window, enjoying the scenery, and occasionally flirted with passing extremely beautiful birds.

The thing Shen Wanqing couldn’t tolerate the most in her life was when she was busy working on her tasks, her colleagues could happily slack off.

So she grabbed Xuanniao, bullied it a bit, and also closed the window where it could flirt with other female birds. Then she turned her head, ready to confront Xie Wuyan.

But what caught her eye was his peacefully sleeping face.

To avoid drawing attention, Xie Wuyan wore a black cloak, with the hood covering half of his face, making his complexion even paler. He breathed lightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, appearing devoid of any hostility or vigilance.

He seemed quite pitiable.

Shen Wanqing felt a deep sense of heartache.

And then, the next second, she shook him awake.

Surprising, isn’t it? I have no heart, I don’t pity people.

Yesterday, you didn’t let me sleep, so today I won’t let you sleep.

Xie Wuyan, who was awakened, looked a bit confused, gazing at Shen Wanqing with a bewildered expression.

Shen Wanqing gently reached out and touched his head, confidently finding a reason to scare him, “You can’t sleep, oh. It’s dangerous around here now.”

Xie Wuyan tilted his head as if he didn’t understand, showing a puzzled expression. Then he yawned and prepared to go back to sleep.

And then, Shen Wanqing shook him awake again.

Xie Wuyan: “?”

Shen Wanqing began to coax him like a child, “Be good and listen. Just think, what if a monster attacked you while you were sleeping? Isn’t that dangerous?”

Dangerous…?

This time Xie Wuyan understood.

And then, the next second, he disappeared in an instant.

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1. 守株待兔 (shǒu zhū dài tù) literally means “guarding the stump, waiting for the rabbit.” It refers to a passive approach or relying solely on luck without making any effort. ↩︎
2. The first supporting female character (brothel arc). The one who becomes an author and creates a novel about Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan 😂. She first appeared in Chapter 27. ↩︎

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Chapter 62: Xie Wuyan has turned into a dog!

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He is like a fierce wolf trapped in a cage, tearing and biting at the approaching predators, without any consciousness, relying solely on his primal instincts to resist and kill.

Finally, even the demons began to feel fear.

Xie Wuyan knelt heavily on the ground, bowing his head, blood flowing down his arms, but his posture remained straight. Black energy repeatedly passed through his body, but he seemed completely oblivious, without any reaction.

His fearless self-destructive style of fighting indeed made the surrounding demons forget to step forward.

Shen Wanqing crouched in front of him, tightly pursing her lips, but still unable to control the slight bitterness at the tip of her nose. She reached out her hand and placed it on his shoulder.

Xie Wuyan suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes devoid of any light, resembling a raging beast without any rationality.

Almost at the moment Shen Wanqing touched him, he quickly grabbed her throat without giving her any chance to defend.

“Palace Master!” Xuanniao desperately tried to approach but was blocked by a sudden wall of fire. It could only anxiously shout, “Get away from there quickly.”

Xie Wuyan now indeed looked terrifying.

There was no trace of consciousness, and his whole body was filled with pure killing intent. Bloodstains like spider webs extended from the corners of his eyes, and flames suddenly engulfed his entire body.

He stared at Shen Wanqing like a wild beast staring at its prey, devoid of any emotions, only the most primal anger.

Shen Wanqing could feel Xie Wuyan’s grip tightening gradually, and a sense of suffocation overwhelmed her. She was forced to lift her head and instinctively cover his arm. The flames spread to her body, as if they wanted to turn her into ashes.

A tear rolled down from the corner of her eye and splashed onto Xie Wuyan’s arm.

She could break free, but she chose not to.

She just lowered her eyelids and looked into his eyes.

For some unknown reason, Xie Wuyan suddenly paused, and his clenched hands relaxed slightly.

Shen Wanqing reached out, closed her eyes, embraced his shoulders, pulled him into her embrace, and tightly held his back.

Xie Wuyan, who seemed full of anger just a moment ago, froze suddenly when Shen Wanqing hugged him. Subconsciously, he let go of his hands and became at a loss, like a child, not knowing where to put his hands.

He remained confused for a while, then furrowed his brows and revealed a fierce expression. He reached out and grasped Shen Wanqing’s shoulders and waist, exerting force with his fingers, as if he wanted to tear her apart like those ghosts and spirits.

But Shen Wanqing didn’t let go. Instead, she held him even tighter and buried her head in his shoulder, her voice trembling slightly, “I knew you were still alive.”

“You don’t have to exert yourself so much.”

“I’ll take you away.”

Xie Wuyan’s fingertips didn’t exert any more force. He let go of his hands and allowed Shen Wanqing to hold him like that. On his usually fierce face, there appeared a look of panic for the first time.

He seemed to be stunned for a long time, then lowered his head to look at Shen Wanqing, then at himself. Carefully and cautiously, he reached out his hand and, following her lead, embraced her back.

Just like a little wild wolf picked up by someone, at first, it bared its teeth and tried to show how fierce it was. But in the moment it was brought back home, it obediently and anxiously stuck close to the person, testing the waters.

He held her for a while, and the anger in his body gradually subsided, like an exhausted little wolf, resting his head on her shoulder and closing his eyes.

Xuanniao was dumbfounded.

It couldn’t adapt to the fact that His Highness, the one at home who usually has an arrogant face saying ‘I am invincible,’ had surprisingly turned into something more pet-like than itself. However, this feeling of not adapting quickly vanished, and it soon began to feel moved.

His Highness didn’t die!

And he didn’t harm Shen Wanqing either!

It was so touching!

Xuanniao was so excited that it almost shed tears. It spread its wings and flew joyfully towards the two people, preparing for a family embrace.

Just as it was about to rush forward with tears streaming down its face, Xie Wuyan lifted his gaze, his eyes suddenly turning cold. He reached out and grabbed Xuanniao’s tail with incredible precision, then pulled it down, preparing to strangle its neck.

“Wait.” Shen Wanqing quickly stood up and held Xie Wuyan’s hand. “Don’t kill it.”

Xie Wuyan’s expression became blank again. He looked at the struggling Xuanniao in his hand, then looked at Shen Wanqing, and carefully released his grip.

Xuanniao scrambled and crawled to Shen Wanqing’s side, crying even louder.

… So His Highness hasn’t become good-tempered!

He’s just making an exception!!

Xuanniao was hurt.

Xie Wuyan calmly watched Shen Wanqing, motionless.

The surrounding evil spirits were also motionless.

This may be the first time they have shown such a dumbfounded expression in thousands of years.

Is this still the representative villain, Xie Wuyan?

His current appearance truly insults the title of “villain.”

But when they thought about it carefully, they felt that Xie Wuyan seemed weak and vulnerable now. They thought they could sneak attack and maybe even take both of them away.

So the evil spirits thought they had a chance and launched an attack with high morale.

A ghostly aura suddenly attacked Shen Wanqing without warning. She swiftly dodged to the side, but her cheek was grazed and a bit of skin was scraped off.

In fact, it wasn’t just the evil spirits. Shen Wanqing also felt that Xie Wuyan, as he appeared now, seemed quite weak. So she furrowed her brow, activated her spiritual power, and instinctively wanted to help him resist.

Before she could even get up, she saw Xie Wuyan flash a momentary expression of irritation, leaping up and tearing apart the ghosts like ripping pieces of paper.

“…”

After scaring off all those evil spirits, Xie Wuyan turned around and obediently sat down in front of Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing: “…”

Xuanniao: “…” Your Highness, you seem like a dog.

Xuanniao felt very wronged.

According to reason, it is not easy to come out of the Demon Sealing Cave. Xie Wuyan’s soul is very weak, almost just a shell. In general, in this situation, someone must enter his spiritual conciousness and transform themselves into a wick to guide him out.

This task was extremely difficult, not to mention that Xie Wuyan’s spiritual conciousness was very dangerous. If not handled properly, it could easily lead to the destruction of his spiritual soul.

Xuanniao worriedly came up with a plan: “Palace Master, you can cautiously send out a wisp of your spiritual consciousness to test the situation first, and then一”

Xie Wuyan lifted his eyes and stared unwaveringly at Shen Wanqing by his side.

Shen Wanqing seemed like she wasn’t paying serious attention. She just looked up, glanced at the invisible exit, and furrowed her brow. “It seems very difficult to go up there…”

Xie Wuyan: Oh!! I understand!

Before she could finish her sentence, the considerate Xie Wuyan immediately understood that Shen Wanqing wanted to go up. He picked her up and, with the tips of his toes touching the ground, soared into the air.

Then, they just left like that.

Shen Wanqing didn’t react, and Xuanniao didn’t react either.

Xuanniao almost got left behind because he couldn’t keep up, flapping his wings in panic and trying hard to catch up with Xie Wuyan. Then Shen Wanqing lifted her hand and put him into the bone ring, bringing him along.

Xuanniao, who successfully left the Sealed Demon Cave, still felt like he was dreaming.

Is that it?

Is that how they came out?

Why does it feel like it’s easier for Xie Wuyan to come out than to clean the palace?

According to reason, rescuing someone from the Sealed Demon Cave is a very dangerous task that requires the guiding person’s strong will to make great sacrifices in order to accomplish it.

But when it came to her, Shen Wanqing just said, ‘I want to go up,’ and then they went up just like that?

Where is the strong will? Where is the great sacrifices? Aren’t you going to struggle a bit?

Xuanniao felt like His Highness was really a dog.

“It’s been a stick of incense, and our Palace Master still hasn’t come out.”

“Could it be that the Palace Master has already…”

The demon generals squatting at the door were extremely loyal. They played Five in a Row on the ground with pebbles while mourning for Shen Wanqing.

They decided to create a statue for Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan.

Then they started arguing about what kind of posture the statue should assume to look more imposing.

When Shen Wanqing came out of the Sealed Demon Cave, they were still arguing.

“I think the Palace Master should be on top and His Highness should be below. After all, it was the Palace Master who brought us under her command.”

“It should clearly be His Highness on top and the Palace Master below. Don’t forget who established this domain!”

Shen Wanqing: “?”

What are you guys talking about, something that can’t be broadcasted in Jinjiang¹?

It wasn’t until Xuanniao coughed heavily that they quickly stood up straight as if sounding an alarm, and then, when they saw Xie Wuyan, they all froze in place simultaneously.

The expressions on the faces of those demon generals instantly became complicated, with shock, wild joy, and also fear.

People in the demon realm have always yearned for power and worshiped it.

Several hundred years ago, Xie Wuyan was already a terrifying presence even when he was alone. And now, such a powerful person had actually appeared before them, alive and well.

Moreover…

There was a good chance he would become their leader!

It would be quite prestigious to spread the news.

However, before those demon generals could get excited, Xie Wuyan, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly trembled, and then raised his eyes abruptly. Flames erupted from his body, and he swiftly moved forward, grabbing the neck of the leading demon general.

Killing intent.

An unmistakable killing intent, without any attempt to conceal it.

That was the ferocity these demons had never encountered before, causing a group of people to take a few steps back, revealing expressions of fear.

Shen Wanqing didn’t stop Xie Wuyan.

It was only in the next second, as if he really intended to strangle the demon, that she shouted, “Xie Wuyan, don’t kill him.”

Xie Wuyan released his grip, slowly turned around, and looked at Shen Wanqing.

“He just came out of the Sealed Demon Cave and couldn’t control his murderous aura.” Shen Wanqing explained.

The demon generals dared not utter a word.

In fact, Shen Wanqing could have stopped Xie Wuyan just now, but she didn’t.

Because she couldn’t let too many people know that Xie Wuyan hadn’t recovered his soul yet, which would give many ill-intentioned individuals an opportunity. And she couldn’t trust all the demons; in case someone leaked the information, Heavenly Dao Palace would definitely not spare Xie Wuyan.

So she had to make these informed people afraid.

Let them know how terrifying Xie Wuyan’s power truly was.

“You all go back first,” Shen Wanqing said, “The people from Heavenly Dao Palace are not fools. The chaos we have caused these days will easily make them suspicious. They must have planted spies near the palace, so Xie Wuyan won’t go back now.”

The demon generals asked, “Then, Palace Master, where are you going? Do we need to follow?”

“No, it’s inconvenient with too many people.”

She had to mend Xie Wuyan’s soul.

Within one month.

That is the deadline set by the system for her.

Shen Wanqing said, “I need a carriage.”

Xuanniao was puzzled.

Not to mention that her swordsmanship is now very advanced, let alone the fact that Xuanniao itself has regained the ability to change size at will. It would be an insult to the bird if they still had to rely on a carriage to travel.

To explain this, Shen Wanqing explained, “Xie Wuyan’s current condition is very difficult to control, and we need to conceal ourselves. A carriage is better for disguising our identities and making us appear more ordinary.”

Xuanniao thought it made sense.

In fact, speaking of the current state of Xie Wuyan, Shen Wanqing didn’t think he would cause her any trouble. After all, he looked obedient, sensible, and very well-behaved.

Until bedtime.

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The author has something to say:

Xuanniao, in the first sixty chapters, competed for favor with Shen Wanqing, and after chapter sixty, he will compete for favor with Xie Wuyan.

Xuanniao was speechless.

Both protagonists seem more like pets than me.

Strange.

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1. Explicit 18+ stuff scenes, or anything below the neck ↩︎

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