Chapter 598 Are you going to take me to the Fox Clan?
Chapter 598 Are you going to take me to the Fox Clan?
Jiang Yueming really couldn't understand what was going on in this junior brother's head!
He suddenly realized one thing—he was filled with hatred.
The cold-hearted and ruthless Immortal Venerable Qingzhi, who was famous throughout the world for cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness, actually harbored hatred!
He fiercely hated those who sacrificed their lives five hundred years ago to save the common people!
No, no—
"You hate her, you hate Junior Sister Zhong!"
"nonsense!"
"Who on earth is spouting nonsense!"
Qingzhi gripped his hand tightly in his sleeve, his back stiff and straight. His distinct eyelashes scattered the soft sunlight, yet his whole being looked as if he were immersed in a deep, icy abyss.
There is no light.
They could not see the land of eternal damnation.
Jiang Yueming suddenly didn't want to say anything more.
Qingzhi has gone mad!
He turned and left, his robes billowing in the wind.
Stepping out of Linglong Pavilion and onto the vast, endless snow-capped peaks, Jiang Yueming turned back to look at the exquisite palace hidden beneath the pure white snow, a pang of unease creeping into her heart.
A complex mix of emotions swirled within him, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was pitying himself or Qingzhi.
The more a person stands in the center of light, the more suppressed the darkness in their heart becomes. Eventually, one day, it will become uncontrollable because of someone or something.
Does the pure snow, which has remained pristine for millennia, herald a year of good fortune or a calamity?
He now only hopes that at least Qingzhi's love for Junior Sister Zhong can outweigh the hatred in his heart.
Otherwise—he will fulfill the agreement he made as the transformed form of Hai Kunshi and the founder of the Tianqian Sect, to kill the evil and wicked who harm the common people, and to safeguard the righteous spirit of the Tianqian Sect for ten thousand years.
Even if it means mutual destruction, he must unite with the elders and personally...
I hope that day never comes.
Few people survived the great war five hundred years ago.
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Jiang Liqian tried everything she could in the speeding Five Spirits Carriage, but she still couldn't get the Blood God Jade off that strange ring. Whenever she touched the Blood God Jade, she would feel excruciating pain. Her mind would replay those flesh and bones, the people she had lost, and the most painful memories.
She didn't know why a magical artifact could drive someone so hysterical. She was only certain of one thing: this bloody thing, soaked in bones and tears, would be inextricably linked to her for a long time to come, and she would never be able to get rid of it.
Life is full of helpless situations, and she had no control over any of them.
"We've arrived, Jiang Liqian." Lifting the carriage curtain, Gu Chengxue saw Jiang Liqian's bloodied and mangled hands inside the carriage and sighed deeply.
He stepped aside and silently took out a healing pill from his spatial storage. When she got off the carriage, he stopped her from walking forward, pinched the pill between his thumb and forefinger, and gently sprinkled the powdered pill onto her wound.
The wound healed very quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jiang Li frowned almost imperceptibly, recited the cleansing incantation, and then there was no trace of blood left on her hands.
"To enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which is the place we were brought to by the Blood God Jade not long ago, the forest here is very deep and powerful demons reside there, so we must be careful at all times."
Jiang Liqian looked up at the vast mountain scenery, her lips pressed tightly into a straight line.
We've ended up here again!
After nearly three months of travel, she guessed that they had already left the Central Continent, but she never expected that they would have already arrived in the Western Continent.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Ten Thousand Demon Valley, Wuji Mountain, Nine Mysterious Palace."
Jiang Liqian was stunned.
"Are you taking me to the fox clan?"
Isn't the Nine Mysterious Palace the home of the Twelfth Prince that she met in the mountain village?
“Jiang Liqian…” Gu Chengxue hesitated, pausing his movements. He had already decided to bring her here, but after seeing her self-harm so intensely and painfully, he could no longer be as resolute as before in letting her know certain cruel truths.
Perhaps living in a lie is also a kind of happiness.
Jiang Liqian clearly sensed his hesitation, her brows furrowing deeply, a bad feeling creeping into her heart towards Xu Youan. Her expression changed, then she turned her head away, her eyes filled with a thick mist, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.
"Let's go," she said.
Gu Chengxue had always believed that cultivators should be fearless in the face of danger and overcome all difficulties. Now, hearing her say this, the slight doubt in her heart was immediately replaced by determination.
He took two steps forward and walked to the very front.
"Follow me and watch your step." With that, his sword appeared in his hand.
As sword light flashed, the demonic beasts that had been hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to ambush, were immediately forced to flee in panic by the terrifying sword energy it displayed.
The mere absence from a sect competition has only amplified his power, and his cultivation level has risen from the Nascent Soul stage to the same Void Returning stage as hers.
As he said, his cultivation level was indeed much more stable than hers; he was able to intimidate all the demons and spirits of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley simply by holding a sword in his hand.
But she felt tired.
More tired than ever before.
The unknown predicament and the difficulties of looking back, these were projected onto the faces of those demon spirits, making them feel extremely bored, so bored that they didn't even have the strength to summon Shitian.
She followed him slowly, letting him carve a path through the mountains and teach a lesson to any demons or monsters that dared to rush at her.
She was happy to have some peace and quiet, watching him raise and lower his sword, the sword light flashing and disappearing repeatedly in the depths of the rolling mountains.
She was enjoying the show, and she even clapped and cheered for him.
"As expected of the chief disciple of the Sacrificial God Sect, the point of that sword strike is truly remarkable. Even if I were to take that blow, I would have to think twice and admit defeat."
"Hmm, that sword strike was interesting. It cleanly and decisively cleaved the spider demon in two, leaving it no breath. No wonder its little minions chased after you and bit you. It's just a pity that they were too weak and couldn't even withstand one of your attacks."
"Hey, be careful! This willow is in its prime, don't cut it down!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity. I was planning to give this fish a perfect grilled meal, so you could taste my cooking skills. Really..."
Gu Chengxue endured it again and again, biting his teeth, but finally couldn't take it anymore. His handsome face twisted slightly, and with a flick of his long sword, water splashed all over the lake, falling one after another from the sky, splashing Jiang Liqian's face with water.
Jiang Liqian was shocked and quickly retreated, raising her sleeves to cover her face.
"What are you doing? What did the fish ever do to you?"
Gu Chengxue sneered and threatened, "If you feel sorry for these fish, I don't mind packing them up and having Manjianglou prepare a ten-table fish feast so you can eat your fill!"
Jiang Liqian pouted and remained silent.
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