Chapter 84

After all the commotion just now, time has already passed half of the hour of Hai.

The street was very deserted, with shops and stalls on both sides closing down, and only a few people hurriedly walking past Jitang.

Except for special holidays, people would return home at the hour of Hai. It was not because there was a curfew, but because there was no entertainment at night, so they formed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. Many stalls set up their sheds before dawn and started business early for the new day.

Jitang walked aimlessly along the street while thinking about having breakfast at Kou Renxiu's place tomorrow morning.

She took out the spiritual communication stone, found Lang Yu's from the few strands of spiritual energy, and injected some nightmare energy into it.

The nightmare energy was transformed into spiritual power through the ice bracelet to activate the spiritual communication stone. She didn't have to wait long, and Lang Yu's voice soon came from the other side.

The nightmare energy she injected was not much, the energy was only enough to support the two of them talking, but it could not produce each other's image.

"Fellow Daoist Jiushuishen?"

"Senior Brother Lang Yu."

There was a pause, then the words changed: "Junior Sister Shui Shen."

Ji Tang smiled silently. She didn't have much to talk about with the younger generation, so she got straight to the point. "Brother Lang Yu, I've been out with the Immortal Venerable these past two days and have been looking for some Nightmare Venerable magic weapons on the black market. I remembered that the Immortal Venerable also asked you and Brother Tan Wen to go treasure hunting in Zhiyuan Mountain, so I wanted to ask you for advice."

Lang Yu was relieved to hear this, "Junior sister, you are finally sensible."

Jitang remembered that Lang Yu disapproved of her calling Su Jinzhou by his full name, so she did it on purpose, calling him "Immortal Venerable", which seemed to satisfy him.

Lang Yu's voice was a little hesitant, "The Immortal Venerable also asked you to find the Nightmare Venerable's magic weapon? It seems that you have only been in Qianli Yanbo for a few days..." The implication is that the Immortal Venerable can actually trust you?

Ji Tang: "Brother Lang Yu, you look down on me, don't you? I've only found nine today."

Lang Yu was surprised, "So many?"

Ji Tang: "It's true that Nightmare Venerable has too many magical treasures." She changed the subject and said, "Tomorrow I have to go to the auction with Immortal Venerable, but I really don't know how to get along with him, so I wanted to ask you about his temper."

Lang Yu couldn't see Jitang's face, so he asked her without any context, "Are you okay?"

This tone, full of empathy, made Ji Tang certain that Su Jinzhou was indeed not easy to get along with.

She said smoothly, "It's almost bad."

Lang Yu was well-fed by the sect and didn't have any extra thoughts. When he heard Ji Tang's discouraging words, he immediately comforted him: "The Immortal Venerable is like this. He treats everyone the same. You don't have to think that he is targeting you."

Ji Tang: "The Immortal Master never tells me anything I ask him. He's like a moving ice storage every day and there's no way to communicate." Having said that, what she actually wanted to ask was not Su Jinzhou's temper, but what caused him to become like this.

Lang Yu's voice softened a bit. "The Immortal Master is very good, though he has a cold temper. However, he is very caring towards the younger generation. You should stay with the Master and ask for his advice. You will definitely benefit a lot from this journey."

Ji Tang answered perfunctorily, "Senior Brother Lang Yu, I noticed something was wrong with the Immortal Venerable tonight. It seemed like something had gone wrong with his cultivation. When I went to look for the Immortal Venerable, I discovered that the spiritual energy in his room was restless and extremely aggressive. The Immortal Venerable seemed unable to control the spiritual energy immediately. It looked very much like..."

Jitang paused and didn't continue talking for a while.

Lang Yu asked anxiously, "Is the Immortal Venerable like this again? Do you think he's in good spirits? Has he been harmed by the backlash of his spiritual power?"

Ji Tang frowned, "No, what do you mean again? Has the Immortal Venerable done this more than once?"

Lang Yu: “…”

Ji Tang was a little anxious, "Senior Brother Lang Yu, I am already a disciple of our sect and serve in Qianli Yanbo, why are you still wary of me?"

Lang Yu stuttered for once, "No, it's not that I'm on guard against you...it's really..."

That is why there is something unspeakable about Su Jinzhou's situation.

Ji Tang no longer hesitated and made a ruthless move, "Is the Immortal Venerable possessed by a demon?"

With a loud bang, there was a sound of something breaking from Lang Yu's side, and then the connection between the two was cut off.

Jitang stared at the spiritual communication stone in his hand in a daze.

She had already noticed some clues in Zhiyuan Mountain, and this idea came to her mind when she explored Qianli Yanbo at night. Afterwards, she observed secretly, until tonight when she personally felt the violent spiritual power in Sujinzhouwu, she felt that her guess was almost right.

The spiritual communication stone is slightly warm.

Ji Tang was activated, and when he came up, he heard Lang Yu say emotionally unstable: "Don't tell anyone!"

Ji Tang's fingers tapped on the spiritual communication stone again and again, and the clicking sound reached Lang Yu. Lang Yu didn't hear Ji Tang's response, so he asked anxiously, "Junior Sister Shui Shen, what are you doing?"

Ji Tang did not answer. He thought for a moment before asking him, "Why did his inner demon arise?"

Lang Yu: "I don't know."

There was a flash of impatience in Jitang's eyes, "Senior Brother Lang Yu, you really know how to keep people in suspense."

Hearing the coldness in Jitang's words, he hurriedly explained: "I really don't know! Not only me, but we all don't know!"

Ji Tang didn't bother to argue with him any further and asked, "Who else knows about his inner demon?"

Lang Yu said one by one: "Me, Tan Wen, our master, the head of the sect, and the other one is the junior brother of the Immortal Venerable, Gu Yan Zhenren who is now traveling abroad."

The current leader of Suxuan Sect is Su Jinzhou's master Liu Wushu. So, it seems that the master will definitely help Su Jinzhou keep this matter secret.

She was still relieved about Gu Yan, but Ji Tang was really worried about Lang Yu, Tan Wen, and their master.

To a monk, the inner demon is like a commoner dying of a disease. It is like a maggot in the tarsal bone, difficult to eliminate, even if you cut the flesh and scrape the bones, it cannot be completely eliminated - because it originates from the heart.

Throughout history, there are only two possible outcomes for cultivators who have inner demons.

Either become a demon or die.

Falling into the devil means that the inner demon overrides the self, and the monk will become more and more manic. Because the reasons for the inner demon are different, the characteristics displayed by the monk are also different, but without exception, they all hurt others and themselves. Once the situation is out of control, there will be another result - death, suicide or being killed.

When a monk's inner demons first emerge, he will often be chained and thrown into a dark cell, either actively or passively, where he will desperately await death in increasing irritability and anxiety.

Of course, there are also some that are well hidden, but time is a death warrant, and sooner or later they will be exposed, and the result is no exception.

The world's number one border immortal has an inner demon. Once this news leaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Those people can admire and respect him when he is high and mighty, but they can also attack him when they know that he is tormented by inner demons.

She had never met Lang Yu and Tan Wen's masters, only their nicknames: Liu Xinmiao from Qiongxu Peak and Yu Jixian from Yunxia Peak.

What to do, kill them?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ji Tang was stunned for a moment, then began to smile bitterly.

Now it is Su Jinzhou who has a demon in her heart. She has also started thinking about killing people.

Lang Yu hadn't heard Ji Tang speak for a long time, "Junior Sister Shui Shen?"

Ji Tang's murderous intent came up quickly and disappeared just as quickly, and she responded.

Lang Yu repeatedly warned, "You must not tell anyone about the Immortal Venerable's inner demon. This is a serious matter. If you tell anyone, you will harm the Immortal Venerable!"

Just from the voice, Ji Tang felt that Lang Yu was on Su Jinzhou's side in every word, but she didn't completely believe Lang Yu yet.

Since Su Jinzhou didn't hide anything from them, Ji Tang had no right to decide their life or death.

She briefly spoke to Lang Yu, then took back the spiritual message stone and turned back to the inn.

She sat there all night, with no intention of practicing or resting.

The next day, before dawn, in order to change her mood, she simply ran out of the inn, found a stall with white smoke rising, and ordered a bowl of wontons.

She carried the bowl all the way into the inn and ran up to the second floor. Just as she reached Su Jinzhou's room, she heard Su Jinzhou's cold voice say, "Let's go to the auction."

Ji Tang looked at Wonton with regret, and Su Jinzhou also opened the door and came out at this time.

She followed Su Jinzhou, and the heat and aroma of the wontons floated around Su Jinzhou.

Su Jinzhou waved his hand in disdain, and the wontons in Jitang's hand flew from the second floor to the first.

They left the inn, and Jitang took the time to talk to the waiter and asked him to return the bowl.

Jitang always felt that Su Jinzhou was more annoyed with her than ignoring her, and more indifference than care.

She had heard from Lang Yu and Tan Wen more than once about the Immortal Master's care for the younger generation. In addition, although they were afraid of the Immortal Master, they kept getting closer to him, which showed that they truly liked the Immortal Master.

But once she got to Jitang, it was hard to get him to say a word, let alone take care of her. She felt like she had really become a tool to find the magic weapon of Nightmare Lord.

Why did Su Jinzhou only treat her like this?

Ji Tang thought about it and wondered if it was because she was from the Nightmare Clan?

Thinking of this, the smile on Jitang's face suddenly faded.

She couldn't help but think of the sword she stabbed at him, and also thought of the white hairpin he left in the Jiuming Abyss.

Ji Tang looked up at him with a complicated expression. Today he was wearing a dark robe again, with his long hair tied up... Wait! Ji Tang looked at the place where he tied his hair in surprise.

There was actually the hairpin she gave him yesterday!

She would not make a mistake. The hairpin was the one she had carved with her own hands and gave to him. The egg-shaped cloud pattern on it was carved by her stroke by stroke!

He actually brought this hairpin!

He parted some of his long, dark hair and wrapped it around a plain hairpin, which he then inserted into his silver hairpin. The plain hairpin was simply not a good match for his long, dark hair, and it looked quite out of place.

Ji Tang was shocked and felt a pang of pain in his chest.

Does this mean that senior brother still misses her?

What was Senior Brother thinking when the news of her death spread from the Nine Nether Abyss?

"What are you thinking about?"

Ji Tang stopped suddenly and almost bumped into Su Jinzhou's back.

Su Jinzhou frowned, "Auction Talisman."

Jitang immediately took out a wooden sign from his waist and handed it to the person next to him. Only then did he pay some attention to his surroundings.

This is a narrow path. Many of the bricks and stones on the ground are cracked, with soil scattered on the surface of the bricks and stones. Some nameless weeds are growing in the cracks. The stone walls on both sides extend inward. The sunlight becomes darker as it goes inward, and it is so deep that you can't see the end at a glance.

The male cultivator guarding the entrance of the path verified the auction talismans of the two and made a gesture of invitation.

Su Jinzhou walked without looking around, completely unaffected by his surroundings. His immense strength allowed him to do whatever he pleased without feeling constrained.

When Jitang walked deeper, he discovered that there was a small teleportation array here.

Su Jinzhou looked at her sideways.

Jitang took out a few spirit stones from his storage bag and put them into the teleportation array.

Before these spirit stones could warm up on her body, some of them scattered away.

In the blink of an eye, the two were teleported to a circular hall.

Torches and candles were placed in a circle around the walls of the hall, and the halos of light, some large and some small, made Ji Tang squint.

She thought it was still early, but she didn't expect quite a few people to be in the hall. Some stood alone against the wall, their eyes constantly observing; some chatted with each other, looking like they knew each other.

Ji Tang saw three familiar faces among these people, two women and one man, all from Qianjian Sect, the female cultivator Sang Niao and her apprentice Ning Qiyao, and Pu Yuanheng who was trying to trip up Ji Tang.

As the saying goes, enemies are particularly jealous of each other when they meet. Before Sang Niao and Ning Qiyao noticed Ji Tang and the others, Pu Yuanheng had already noticed them and bowed to report to Sang Niao.

Sang Niao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned around quickly. Her gaze fell on Su Jinzhou, and a smile instantly bloomed on her face.

She had the cold beauty of a snow lotus on the mountain top. Suddenly she smiled, and her coldness became more delicate and charming, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The peach pink skirt spread out like a lotus as Sang Niao walked quickly towards her. When she got closer, it looked like a lotus in full bloom, so beautiful.

She lifted her skirt and bowed gracefully, "Immortal Lord."

At the same time, the others also heard the word "Immortal Lord" clearly, and the eyes that were on Sang Niao suddenly turned and looked at Su Jinzhou.

In the warm orange light, Su Jinzhou's temperament was like a pine tree in the falling snow. The bright light did not warm him at all, but instead made him look much darker.

Even so, everyone came forward without hesitation and saluted.

The shouts of "Immortal Lord" came one after another, and the crowd squeezed Sang Niao out of sight.

Su Jinzhou nodded: "You are all polite."

After receiving the response from the Immortal Lord, these people became even more excited, their faces flushed, but due to the power of the Immortal Lord, they did not dare to go any further.

Jitang was also squeezed out of the encirclement, and saw Pu Yuanheng coming around.

He seemed to be a modest gentleman: "Daoyou, we meet again."

Ji Tang said a perfunctory word, thinking that it is better not to bully the younger ones if possible.

It is impossible to perform a courtesy, and the fist will definitely not be held.

Pu Yuanheng had a smile on his face, but his words were wicked: "I didn't expect that fellow Daoist really climbed up the high branch of the Immortal Lord. It's true that the humblest people are invincible. It's shameless to have the chance to become an Immortal."

Jitang smiled back at him and reached out to slap him.

The slap was really sudden, and everyone looked over.

Pu Yuanheng's face turned blue and red. He hadn't made any progress in a while. Last time, he wanted to draw his sword when he disagreed with something, and this time he wanted to draw his sword again after being slapped. He was no different from a firecracker that would explode at the slightest touch.

Ji Tang really didn't understand how he had made it to this point in the world of cultivation. She slipped away quickly, squeezed into the crowd, and hid behind Su Jinzhou.

Everyone gave up their seats consciously.

Jitang always felt that they just wanted to watch the fun.

Ji Tang complained: "Immortal Venerable, this disciple of the Qianjian Sect, Pu Yuanheng, called you a scoundrel!"

Pu Yuanheng was so angry that he covered his face and was about to speak.

Ji Tang: "Yes, he also said that you are shameless!"

Ji Tang stuck his head out and looked at Su Jinzhou from behind.

There is no difference between scolding Junior Sister Su Jinzhou and scolding Su Jinzhou, so Ji Tang’s talk is not nonsense.

Pu Yuanheng was furious and pointed his sword directly at Ji Tang.

However, Ji Tang was behind Su Jinzhou, and when he raised his sword, it seemed as if he was pointing the sword at Su Jinzhou.

What a courage!

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

Su Jinzhou glanced at Pu Yuanheng indifferently.

Just this one glance and Pu Yuanheng was scared to death.