His disciple was possessed?

But when I checked her heart pulse just now, the spell that landed on her did not react.

In an instant, Wen Yu realized that Yan Li had not been possessed.

But if it's not possession, then there's only one possibility—rebirth.

For cultivators, rebirth, possession, and reincarnation are all possible; it all comes down to each person's ability.

But how could something like this happen to Yan Li?

Yan Li didn't pay attention to Wen Yu's silence at this moment, and continued to speak without any hesitation:

"not to mention……"

"They're innocent, so why do they come to me one by one and attack me?"

"They're innocent, so they can just take my spirit stones and make me kneel down and beg them?"

"They are innocent, so they can kill me at will, and even dismember and eat me?"

She paused, then looked at Wen Yu, who was still in a daze, and chuckled before continuing, "Does Master think he hasn't been a bystander?"

"Do you still remember the female cultivator who died during the apprenticeship ceremony?"

"There was a time when I was lying in that spot, but my good master didn't save me. Instead, he thought I was not skilled enough and threw me off the mountain."

"Master, why don't you think about this carefully? If a cultivator who hasn't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage is thrown off a cliff, would he still survive?"

Yan Li has come back too many times, and because there are so many ways to die, he has forgotten quite a few.

Every word Yan Li said echoed in Wen Yu's mind.

But every word he heard was unexpected.

He wanted to hug her.

But then I remembered that he had hurt her before.

"As for the three masters that Master mentioned..."

Yan Li, however, had no intention of letting Wen Yu off the hook so easily. It seemed he wanted to shatter the last remaining thought in his heart that might lead her to goodness.

"They say one thing to your face and another behind your back. They used me as a test subject for drugs, turning me into a drug person who is neither human nor ghost."

"Does Master know what a medicine person is?"

“Since they succeeded, I have been bled dry by them every two weeks.”

Wen Yu felt a tightness in her chest.

Looking at Yan Li in front of him, he opened his mouth, but had no idea how to start speaking.

Her tone was too soft.

But it felt like a thousand pounds on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

He was absolutely wrong.

"But you are all innocent. You easily absolve yourselves of all responsibility, leaving me as the only one at fault."

"It's my fault."

"Wen Yu,"

Yan Li couldn't convince herself not to blame anyone, nor could she comfort herself or persuade herself to start over. In fact, not long ago, she had repeatedly told herself this in her heart.

Just bear with it a little longer.

Just be patient a little longer.

Even if it's dual cultivation,

Or perhaps you could climb into his bed...

If only she could endure it.

Let's endure another two or three hundred years.

She might be able to complete the mission successfully.

She started over countless times, and all her perseverance finally paid off.

Instead of like it is now.

They cut off their own path to survival.

“We are not on the same path. My desire to become an immortal was never for the sake of doing good, but for the sake of doing evil.”

Yan Li paused, then looked up, "You guys really disgust me."

She genuinely considered killing everyone in this sect.

The possibility of becoming an immortal is too slim.

I missed this opportunity.

She may never have another chance to avenge herself.

But if you persist,

She might be able to get rid of this task.

Wen Yu never imagined that Yan Li's hatred for him would be so deep, so deep that he had never noticed it, or even found it difficult to detect.

Those four words kept echoing in his ears.

'Makes me sick'

The confusion I had for days has been answered.

This was something Wen Yu had never expected, and even found unacceptable.

But at this moment, he didn't know who to blame.

No one can be blamed for that.

Wen Yu couldn't help but look up and glance at the sky above.

Why make her start over repeatedly?

If only it were him.

"So, Ali also finds his teacher disgusting?" Wen Yu asked cautiously, clinging to a tiny glimmer of hope.

But this only elicited a soft laugh from Yan Li.

"Does Master even need to ask?"

"I thought what you just said was quite obvious."

Yan Li answered without the slightest hesitation.

Wen Yu was taken aback by this, "But Ali, this is for me..."

"Master wouldn't be suggesting that what I said was unfair to you, would you?"

Yan Li seemed to have read Wen Yu's mind long ago, and without giving him a chance to finish speaking, she simply said softly:

"Then this disciple may also tell Master,"

"Even if I were to do it a hundred or a thousand times over, I would never like you."

"Anyone can be my Daoist partner, but not you, Wen Yu!"

If this were her first encounter with Wen Yu, she might have liked him because of his admiration for his strength, or perhaps because of his face, or perhaps because of his tenderness.

But she couldn't forget the past, and therefore, she couldn't deceive herself into accepting someone who had hurt her.

…#…

Yan Li's words were resounding, and at that very moment, a clap of thunder echoed through the previously clear sky.

The unusual occurrences on Zayi Peak attracted the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

Countless drops of blood and corpses transformed this once vibrant peak into a hellish place, filled with deathly aura, hardly resembling a sect dedicated to cultivating immortality.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's the Demon Realm.

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