Chapter 55: Go away, you damn money

Since they were little, the only fun for Sikong Ji and Sikong Qing was to find ways to kill each other.

This time he suffered a Waterloo in the Qing Dynasty, and it was also thanks to his elder brother who secretly sent him intelligence to plot against him.

Sikong Ji raised the whip in his hand, blocked the assassin's retreat, and immediately brought Sikong Qing in front of him.

Sikong Ji asked with a forced smile, "Wei Wuchang, how are you? You sent me a message a few days ago saying you found Sikong Qing's whereabouts. Where is he?"

He rushed from the Demon Realm to the human world day and night, really wanting to take Sikong Qing's life when he was weak.

Sikong Qing was too lazy to answer, but immediately used his inner voice to send a message to Ye Xiaoman: [It's dangerous, don't come over.]

His disdainful and violent look made Sikong Ji smell the scent that he hated the most and was most familiar with.

Sikong Ji immediately took two steps back and stood behind the retainer.

He said warily: "You are not Wei Wuchang. Wei Wuchang never dares to look me in the eye."

"You are Sikong Qing!"

That’s right, his biological father once gave Sikong Qing a precious immortal-level magic weapon, and he disguised himself as Wei Wuchang.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became tense.

Sikong Qing had a bad reputation, and even though they knew he was disabled, the demon cultivators surrounding him were still timid.

Sikong Qing removed his disguise and revealed his true face.

He tapped his palms with Wei Wuchang's fan, "Brother, long time no see."

Sikong Ji was shocked and suspicious. He didn't understand why Sikong Qing pretended to be Wei Wuchang. He was afraid that they would join forces to set a trap for him.

"Why are you pretending to be Wei Wuchang?"

Sikong Qing responded improvisationally: "Perhaps, Wei Wuchang sold you to me."

While they were confronting each other, Ye Xiaoman walked over calmly.

She had received a message from Sikong Qing telling her not to come, and she just thought that the monks she hired had started to kidnap him.

How can I not come?

She was here to act, to make Sikong Qing return to the demon world with gratitude towards her. Not only would he not guess that it was her who was behind the incident, but he would also be so moved that he would give her the antidote to the life-threatening Gu.

So when she arrived at the scene and saw the tense situation, she walked over briskly, took away the demon cultivator's sword, and walked to Sikong Qing.

Sikong Qing's beautiful eyebrows frowned, "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Ye Xiaoman said affectionately: "How could I abandon you?"

As she spoke, she looked at Sikong Ji's men.

She hired more than 60 people, but only about 50 showed up, were absent from work, and had their wages deducted.

He glanced at Sikong Ji's group of assassins and saw that they were all wearing uniform black clothes. He nodded with satisfaction. They were also wearing uniform work clothes, which seemed very dedicated.

His eyes fell on Sikong Ji's face, and he saw that the young man in the lead had facial features somewhat similar to Sikong Qing. Except for not winning the genetic lottery, he looked very ordinary standing next to Sikong Qing.

Did you disguise yourself specifically to make Sikong Qing feel more approachable? Really meticulous work, highly praised.

Sikong Qing was very moved by Ye Xiaoman's deep friendship, and said in a somewhat anxious tone: "Fool, now is not the time for justice."

The Sikong family's black guards are notorious for their brutal methods. If Ye Xiaoman falls into the hands of the eldest brother, she will either die or be crippled.

Ye Xiaoman just patted the back of his hand and told him to calm down.

Sikong Ji couldn't handle Ye Xiaoman anymore.

He is the eldest son of the Sikong family. The Black Guards have their family crest embroidered on their clothes. Everyone would be terrified whenever they show up. So why is this female cultivator strolling around so leisurely?

Sikong Ji tentatively asked Sikong Qing: "Is she your lover?"

Sikong Qing compromised instantly, "I will no longer compete with you for the position of Palace Master. I leave my life in your hands, as long as you let her go."

Sikong Qing's answer was an implicit admission.

Sikong Ji became interested.

He liked to see Sikong Qing’s desperate look the most.

When Sikong Qing was a child, he had an innocent and pretty face. Sikong Qing was a genius. He could learn things and it was easy for him to do anything.

Whenever he couldn't learn and started crying after being punished by his father, Sikong Qing would stand by and watch him with a half-smile.

When he confessed his love to the girl he liked, but was told by the girl that she liked Sikong Qing, Sikong Qing looked at him condescendingly and showed a lack of interest.

Sikong Qing, who was a little sensible, dared to compete with him for the right to inherit the palace master, and easily won the support of the ministers. He held up his face, sitting on the throne in a brilliant red robe, "Big brother is still as stupid as ever."

Sikong Ji only got happiness from Sikong Qing twice.

One time, he killed the rabbit that Sikong Qing raised with his own hands. It was Sikong Qing's only friend in the cold palace.

One time, she made the blind nanny betray Sikong Qing, whom she raised, and publicly accused Sikong Qing of being an illegitimate child, causing Sikong Qing to lose his inheritance rights. She was Sikong Qing's only relative in the true sense.

These two times, the glow finally faded from Sikong Qing's face.

Unfortunately, when Sikong Qing grew up, he finally understood the truth that "if you never trust, you will never be betrayed", and he no longer fell in love with anything.

Today, he finally got the chance again.

Sikong Ji said happily: "Sikong Qing, have you finally found your light again? Don't worry, I will extinguish it now."

Sikong Qing clenched his fists.

It’s a pity that his cultivation has not recovered, otherwise Wei Wuchang and Sikong Ji would not have the opportunity to take advantage of him.

Sikong Ji said to Ye Xiaoman: "Female cultivator, I will give you two paths."

"The first way is to die, and to die painfully."

The male cultivators looked at her obscenely and laughed.

Sikong Ji also laughed: "The second way, abandon Sikong Qing and break up with him on the spot, then you can survive."

Ye Xiaoman squinted at him with dead fish eyes.

Brother, why are you adding to the drama? Didn’t we agree that in order to prevent any further complications, we would just kidnap Sikong Qing and leave.

Ye Xiaoman didn't even think about it and said righteously, "I refuse."

Sikong Ji's face darkened.

If coercion fails, use bribery.

Sikong Ji took out a brilliant white magical herb.

"This is the Marrow Cleansing Grass, a treasure of our Sikong clan. If you obtain it, you can upgrade your inferior spiritual roots to heavenly spiritual roots."

"As long as you stab Sikong Qing, it will be yours."

Sure enough, brother, this scene is even more exciting than the one I originally wrote.

I even used some fake grass as a prop.

It was so beautiful that it made me waver for a moment.

Sikong Qing bit her bright red lips.

He knew that Ye Xiaoman had always dreamed of upgrading her spiritual roots, and it would be difficult for her to refuse the current opportunity...

Ye Xiaoman's righteous voice rang in my ears:

"You are a crooked devil. Don't even think of buying me off with petty gains."

She ruthlessly pushed the marrow-cleansing grass away and gave a passionate speech.

"Do you think that because I'm poor, humble, and weak, I have no soul and no heart? You're wrong!"

"Apart from status and wealth, when we stand in the sun, my soul is the same as yours!"

Filled with righteous indignation, he used his claws to sweep away the marrow-cleansing grass that Sikong Ji had handed to him.

"Take it away, take away this damned grass! Don't let it pollute my noble heart!"