Chapter 16

Xi Liuyun is an incarnation of Xi Yunliu, the prince of the Demon Clan.

After the great war between immortals and demons, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm was trapped in a cycle of reincarnation, and Prince Xi Yunliu could be considered the true master of the Demon Realm.

This person was exceptionally gifted and born into a noble position. He enjoyed toying with those who groveled at his feet.

When I'm happy, I'll treat my toys to something nice.

When they lose interest, they become even more excessive.

Watching others struggle with their fate has become a new source of amusement for him in recent years.

When he met Dan Yao, he felt that this little Jingwei was scheming and cunning. On the surface, she was innocent and carefree, but in reality, her heart was so dirty that she couldn't be seen by others.

This kind of extremely hypocritical person is actually quite interesting.

Dan Yao asked him for help one by one, and he agreed to help her in every way.

Xi Yunliu wanted to see just how far this cunning little Jingwei bird could go.

Later, Feng Yingning returned to the Sword Sect.

Dan Yao tried many schemes but failed to drive Feng Yingning away. In desperation, she came up with a vicious plan.

Xi Yunliu gave her a flame imbued with demonic energy, watching her slaughter the immortal disciples one by one, and leaving behind clues pointing to Feng Yingning.

As an observer, Xi Yunliu witnessed Feng Yingning being framed and imprisoned on the Immortal-Trapping Cliff...

even...

He died by the sword of unwavering resolve...

The surprise Dan Yao brought him was beyond Xi Yunliu's expectations. Who would have thought that a mere Jingwei would outwit Li Ziqing and everyone in the Immortal Realm?

When the play ended, Xi Yunliu left satisfied, and then disappeared again to find more fun.

He didn't care about the original owner's tragic death.

The performance on stage has ended, and the audience has long since left.

Why would Xi Yunliu care about that insignificant actor on stage?

*

The noise around her had only just subsided after the plot entered Yingning's mind.

Xi Liuyun, presumably Xi Yunliu, approached and said as she put away the Guihuang Yaoqin:

"Congratulations, Fairy Feng."

His tone suggested no regret about the defeat.

Xi Yunliu's clone was graceful and ethereal, and no one realized that he was a member of the demon race.

Even in the celestial realm, there are a large number of fans of "Fairy Liuyun".

"Fairy Liuyun's zither skills are superb. Today, Yingning has truly broadened her horizons." Yingning met Xi Yunliu's gaze, the deep look in his eyes seeming to want to devour her alive.

"I am honored by your praise, Fairy Feng. If you do not mind, I would like to stay at the Sword Sect for the next few days and demonstrate a few more games of zither playing to you."

Xi Yunliu's intention was to make contact with Feng Yingning.

Yingning readily agreed: "I don't mind at all. If I could hear Fairy Liuyun's celestial music again, it would be my good fortune."

How can you refuse prey that's delivered right to your doorstep?!

The two spoke softly, exchanging words back and forth.

Xi Yunliu harbored secret thoughts, regarding Feng Yingning as her captive.

Little did he know that he had also caught the eye of a hunter.

*

The person with a cold and aloof appearance concealed their presence and quietly watched the arena.

After last night, Li Ziqing returned to his palace and meditated for the entire night.

But even with his eyes closed, all he could see was the woman's fair skin and soft, delicate curves, and even on his fingertips, he could still feel that irresistible touch.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Master, my wound hurts so much..."

Painful groans echoed incessantly in his ears.

His dark, deep eyes looked down at the woman below the stage who was being cheered by the crowd.

He watched Yingning's entire match.

The fiercely independent woman in red, full of fighting spirit and never willing to admit defeat, moved with fluid grace and unrestrained ease.

But last night, the woman in his arms spoke in a hoarse voice, recounting her fear in the den of demons.

Only when I'm with myself...

That's why she reveals her true colors.

A pang of sadness shot through her chest, and Li Ziqing was still puzzled as to why she felt this strange sensation.

The jade pendant at her waist then rang:

"Your Majesty, Dan Yao has awakened."

"Um."

Li Ziqing glanced at the figure in red on the arena again, and the cold expression on her face gradually softened.

They then left and went to Qiwu Palace.

*

Lying on her side in bed, surrounded by her concerned disciples who were saying things like, "Junior Sister, don't be sad because of losing the competition," Dan Yao was already going crazy.

Fortunately, the curtains by the bed prevented anyone from seeing their faces.

After she woke up, she thought about it for a long time.

They realized that it was probably Feng Yingning who was behind it.

[It must be Feng Yingning!]

It must be her!

[He placed the medicine that had dissipated spiritual energy into his tea, which caused him to make a fool of himself in the sect competition.]

Even now, after applying ointment to her face, it hasn't fully recovered and is still burning with pain.

Dan Yao wished she could disappear immediately, even though she had been seriously injured during the competition and had genuinely fallen unconscious. She could still hear the sighs and murmurs of those around her.

He had hoped to use Feng Yingning as a stepping stone to showcase his talent in front of all the sects.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yingning ruined everything!

Thinking of the humiliation she had caused back then, Dan Yao gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent.

Damn it!

[Damn it!!]

Not only that, after waking up, she heard the surrounding disciples talking. They were actually saying that Feng Yingning had won first place in the sect competition?

Upon hearing this news, Dan Yao nearly suffered a stroke and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Junior Sister Danyao, are you alright?"

Upon hearing the voice, the disciple asked anxiously.

Dan Yao softened her voice: "It's nothing, I was just feeling a little unwell. By the way, you guys just said that Senior Sister Ying Ning won first place."

"That's right, the whole sect is buzzing about it now. Senior Sister Yingning has only just returned and she's already taken first place in the sect competition. It's really exhilarating."

This person did not know Dan Yao's true identity, but simply told him what he had learned: "I heard that the name of Fifth Senior Sister has spread throughout the sects of the Immortal Realm. Fifth Senior Sister has really won back some honor for the Sword Sect this time."

He spoke frankly, and Dan Yao's face darkened.

If it weren't for Feng Yingning...

[This time, the name that will resound throughout the sect competition should be Dan Yao!]

"It's such a pity I couldn't see Fifth Senior Sister's heroic figure." Dan Yao said with feigned regret, wanting to show off her delicate and beautiful appearance to the people around her.

Everyone wanted to offer some words of comfort, but then they saw Dan Yao gently lift the gauze curtain, revealing a still swollen face. The words that were on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back down.

Normally, Danyao is like a fresh and beautiful pear blossom, which is pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, her appearance was truly terrifying and hideous.

Dan Yao noticed the expressions on the disciples' faces.

Dan Yao glanced at these people and knew that her appearance had probably not fully recovered. She was about to lower the curtain again.

Just then, a cool and aloof figure stepped in.

Upon seeing this, Dan Yao uttered a voice as melodious as a nightingale's:

"Master!"