Chapter 15 The disciple is going to marry the girl beside him…
With a loud crash, the porcelain plate shattered on the ground, breaking into several pieces.
Tiny porcelain shards flew like projectiles, while the candied fruits on the plate rolled a few times on the ground, with some rolling to Yao Jin's feet.
Looking at the plump, round candied fruit, Yao Jin's eyes suddenly turned cold. "What do you mean?"
Yao Jin was not a very good-tempered person. Although she would not punish her servants without reason, she would never allow anyone to step on her face or humiliate her.
"I..." Xiao Juan was about to speak when the jade pendant at her waist suddenly flashed rapidly. In her haste, she could only change her words, "This servant was careless for a moment. I hope Madam will not blame me."
As Xiao Juan spoke words of apology, she channeled her spiritual energy to cover the jade tablet, trying to block its eavesdropping.
However, Xiao Juan's spiritual power was weak, and even if she tried her best, she could only cover it for a moment.
Only the strong can suppress the weak, and the weak, no matter how hard they try, can only be like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Xiao Juan was instantly devoured by the spiritual power emanating from the jade pendant, and blood gushed from her mouth and nose. The blood flowed like an inexhaustible spring, wave after wave, until Xiao Juan's face turned ashen and withered.
What feels like a long moment to you is actually just a fleeting instant in the eyes of others.
In an incredibly fast-paced moment, Xiao Juan had so much to say, but in the end, all she could manage was a wide-eyed scream: "She's going to hurt you! Leng Dandan, she's going to hurt you!"
Cultivating the Tao is inherently defying the heavens. While enjoying spiritual power, cultivators are no longer protected by heaven and earth—they are no longer subject to reincarnation.
The shimmering starlight floated by, a reflection of the cultivator's appearance before death.
Looking at the radiance, Yao Jin felt a surge of intense dissatisfaction and deep resentment fill her heart.
All restraint and dormancy vanished at this moment.
"Hehehe—" After a moment of silence, an unruly laugh suddenly rang out, and Yao Jin's pupils narrowed into thin lines in that instant.
She reached out and gathered the starlight, then stomped her foot very lightly. "So what if it's the law of Heaven? If I don't let you die, then you're not allowed to die!"
These words were undoubtedly a provocation against the Heavenly Dao, which was enraged. Several bolts of lightning immediately descended from the surrounding area, and the booming thunder resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Thick clouds obscured the sun, and the temperature inside the room plummeted along with the indifferent heavenly way. Yao Jin's fingernails swelled to more than ten, and powerful demonic energy immediately poured out from his fingertips.
To defy Heaven is tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock; as the brilliance is gradually diminished, fingernails fall off one by one.
Her fingertips were instantly covered in blood and flesh. The excruciating pain caused Yao Jin to arch her back involuntarily. But the next moment, she thought of something and forcibly straightened her upper body.
Xiao Juan's soul was forcibly suspended between heaven and earth. She was stunned for a moment after seeing Yao Jin's true face, and then she spun around anxiously in the air, calling out, "Madam, Madam!"
However, the voice of a spirit cannot be heard by others.
After calling for a while, Xiao Juan finally understood. She floated blankly in the air, tears streaming down her face, looking at the pale-faced Yao Jin. "Madam, let it go. This servant is not worthy..."
"Thunderous roar—"
Lightning flashed and thunder roared as purple lightning struck down towards Yao Jin inside the house.
Xiao Juan's pupils suddenly contracted, "Madam!"
"Madam, she..." Liu Xiaoshun, who was kneeling on the ground, stiffened and changed his words under the immense pressure, "The Ancestral Madam did not remember."
Meng Ji looked away and said, "Mm."
A hundred years ago, during the great war between immortals and demons, the immortal lord was ordered to besiege the demon realm, but he returned with a young girl.
The girl was on the verge of death, but a faint demonic aura still lingered around her.
Liu Xiaoshun immediately drew his sword, intending to kill her, shouting, "It's a demon!"
Even if a demon brought out of the demon realm is not a demon king, it must be killed.
Meng Ji thought of his promise to the girl, extended two fingers, and placed them on the blade of Liu Xiaoshun's sword. "Wait."
He was injured when he returned from the Demon Realm, and his memories only went back to the time of the war between immortals and demons. When he woke up, he saw the witch lying on the ground.
The scene was quite bizarre, with corpses and vengeful spirits everywhere, and the stench of rust filling the air. Vultures nearby were gnawing on the corpses while making loud, hearty noises as they devoured them—which was quite normal.
But the only abnormal thing was that the witch's clothes were wide open, and her fair skin, as white as jade, inexplicably showed a hint of eroticism in the scarlet sky.
Meng Ji was watching all this expressionlessly, but when he caught a glimpse of his own open shirt and exposed smooth chest, his expression faltered slightly.
At this moment, Yao Jin on the ground, perhaps sensing the approach of death, slowly awoke.
Upon seeing the boy, Yao Jin's first reaction was, "Where am I? Have I traveled through time?"
"Hiss." As soon as the words left his mouth, Yao Jin felt a tearing pain from his chest and abdomen, which extended to his pelvis, so painful that his muscles almost cramped.
She looked down at her abdomen and saw no wound, but she did see a large, white chest.
Yao Jin froze instantly. She slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the boy's exposed chest.
After a moment of silence, Yao Jin's expression was complicated. "I saved you?"
She really wanted to call him a lewd scoundrel, but the boy looked too proper, so proper that even if he was dressed improperly, she couldn't bring herself to say such a thing.
Moreover, there was not a trace of ugly lust in the boy's eyes.
Aside from those melodramatic stories where the female lead, thinking the male lead is dying, stupidly presses her body against him to cool him down, Yao Jin can't think of anything else.
Yao Jin's face was flushed and pale, but she didn't notice Meng Ji's equally complicated expression.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, and the bones that had been pecked by vultures and left only as remains, Meng Ji was stunned for a moment.
Although I don't know why the scene in front of me makes me think of this.
But he didn't miss the girl's reaction when she first woke up, or what she said.
—People from other worlds, there was such a situation at Buzhou Mountain, Elder Mu's wife is an example.
"If I didn't save you, then you were taking liberties with me." Yao Jin didn't hear a reply for a long time, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
Her expression was haughty, as if her question had already been reasonably answered. Meng Ji had no doubt that if he continued to remain silent, his reputation might become utterly ruined in the girl's eyes.
But he didn't. How could Meng Ji admit to something so impossible? "I have never made a fuss with any girl."
That's how he saved him, he said, rolling his golden eyes. "But you saw my chest, all white and fluffy, it must be very beautiful!"
"Don't even think about denying it; you still have your eyes on it."
Meng Ji was speechless for a moment, and quickly looked away.
Yao Jin's eyes crinkled with laughter as she revealed her true intentions, "You've seen me naked, so you have to take responsibility. There's a saying, 'Even lust has its limits.'"
“It stems from emotion, but stops at propriety,” Meng Ji replied, somewhat reluctantly.
Yao Jin nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes, that's it! You've been so rude to me, you have to take responsibility!"
It took a lot of her strength to say just that one sentence, and she collapsed to the ground, looking dejected.
Yao Jin was extremely weak, only holding on by the fear of not knowing what the future held. She was determined to rely on him, like the first thing a fledgling bird sees. "No matter what, marry me."
Perhaps it was because she was too self-righteous, or perhaps it was because the girl's fair skin was too dazzling—those peaks, layered upon each other, broke the dogmas of the past. Even though they were exposed to the public eye and stood up slightly due to the air, they had never been concealed.
Meng Ji swallowed hard, and nodded almost unconsciously, "Okay."
"Okay," he said. Yao Jin's eyes lit up, but he finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
Meng Ji pursed his lips, looked at the person for a long time, and finally picked him up and took him back to Buzhou Mountain.
The agreement had been made, and for some inexplicable reason, just as Liu Xiaoshun was about to kill the other party, he was stopped by a ghost.
Meng Ji said, "I want to keep her and find the Mirror of Tracing Origins."
Liu Xiaoshun asked in surprise, "The Mirror of Origin is gone? How could it be lost?"
Meng Ji remained silent.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside. Liu Xiaoshun could only quickly hide outside the door. "Immortal Lord, it's Sect Leader Xu."
Yao Jin had demonic energy on him, which is why he triggered the barrier of Buzhou Mountain after returning.
When Xu Jinan arrived, his face was cold. "What does this mean? Did you bring back a demon?"
“She is not a demon.” Meng Ji took a few steps forward and knelt down, hiding the girl behind him. “She is a mortal woman who was captured by the demon realm during the war between gods and demons and was tainted by a little demonic energy.”
Upon hearing this, Xu Jinan's eyes flashed with disdain, "What kind of cats or dogs do you pick up?"
Meng Ji lowered his eyes, "But she might know where 'it' is, and she might also know about the Mirror of Origin."
The Mirror of Origin is a treasure of the Immortal Sect and the foundation upon which Buzhou Mountain stands tall and becomes the leader of the Immortal Sect.
However, this news was kept extremely secret. Apart from a few elders of Buzhou Mountain, the other disciples only knew that Buzhou Mountain had a treasure with the power to move mountains and overturn seas.
This is like a trump card that cannot be known to outsiders.
Xu Jinan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "If that's the case, why don't you kill her?"
"I only know that the Mirror of Tracing Origins is still with the disciple." Meng Ji handed the seemingly identical Mirror of Tracing Origins to Xu Jinan. "Perhaps we can use it to find the Four Demon Generals."
Although 'it' is dead, its four demon generals are still alive. They are exceptionally powerful and have always been 'it's' right-hand men. If the four demon generals are not dealt with, they will eventually resurrect 'it' and make a comeback.
But if the four demons are killed, 'it' can never be resurrected.
Xu Jinan put the mirror away, but a question remained: "How can a mere mortal use it to find the Four Demon Generals?"
Meng Ji rubbed his fingers together, his lie flowing smoothly and effortlessly. "Although I don't know the woman's identity, a mortal being abducted to the Demon Palace must have been chosen by 'it'."
With just a slight prompting, Xu Jinan automatically completed the rest of the sentence, "That's right, the four demons have always served 'it,' and now that 'it' is dead, they will definitely search for this woman's whereabouts. When they come, we'll kill them one by one!"
Just hearing that, Xu Jinan could already picture the gratifying scene that would follow. He stroked his beard and laughed heartily, "Yes, that way 'it' will never be able to steal my Origin Mirror again, hahahaha..."
"This disciple wishes to marry this young lady." Just as Xu Jinan was feeling extremely pleased, Meng Ji suddenly spoke up.
Xu Jinan choked on his saliva and coughed for a long time, "Cough cough cough cough... What?"
Meng Ji clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and bowed deeply, saying, "This disciple wishes to marry this young lady."
Xu Jinan's face immediately darkened. "Do you know what you're saying?"
This rebellious disciple is destined to be a solitary star, bringing misfortune to his family, wife, and children. His life will be filled with hardship and destined for a life of wandering and displacement.
If this child hadn't also possessed immortal bones, and if the immortal sect hadn't been so depleted of talent, and if this was a life of both great misfortune and great fortune, a lone wolf's fate that could only benefit his own immortal path, Xu Jinan wouldn't have taken him in.
When Meng Ji was taken in by Xu Jinan, he was still very young, so Xu Jinan was both wary and apprehensive.
Fortunately, the teenager had never been guided before. Xu Jinan listed thousands of rules and gradually bound him to his own standards, which is how he became the way he is today.
A few years ago, Meng Ji broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm. Xu Jinan coveted his talent and, unable to resist his daughter's persistent pleas, arranged a marriage between the two.
Although there was an element of feigned reassurance involved.
But now, this little beast says he wants to marry a lowly mortal woman?
Xu Jinan lost face instantly, and his eyes gradually turned sinister.
His slanted eyes darted upwards, looking at the kneeling boy, while he secretly gathered spiritual power in his hands. "Say it again."
A murderous aura filled the air; the killing intent was no less than when they first saw the girl, and perhaps even more palpable.
Meng Ji remained calm and kowtowed again, saying, "This disciple wishes to marry the young lady beside me."
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