Chapter 24

Xiao Mo followed Wan Yu, thought for a moment, and then sent a message to Chu Jinglan.

What if we can see each other for the last time?

【Chu Jinglan】

【Um?】

[Your mother is not feeling well. She wants to go to Chu Tianshi's yard alone.]

【! ——I’ll find a way to come here! 】

Chu Jinglan's silence was broken.

He now had to pant after taking a few steps, and it was unknown how long it would take him to get here from his residence. However, Wanyu seemed to be moving lightly with lotus steps, but she soon arrived outside Chu Tianshi's courtyard.

The door was not locked. When he pushed it open, he saw Chu Tianshi having fun with a group of dancers in the yard. He was having a great time. It was the first time that Xiao Mo saw Chu Tianshi in person.

He was lying drunk on the imperial concubine's couch, his face, which should have been handsome, had become weak and decadent due to years of debauchery, his body was hollowed out, and no matter how good his facial features were, they would have been wasted. Perhaps Chu Jinglan's facial features originally showed some of Chu Tianshi's shadow, but now they were nothing like Chu Tianshi.

Xiao Mo frowned at the stench of alcohol that filled the yard.

Chu Tianshi was holding a dancer in his arms. When the gate opened, he did not react at all until the servant who was pouring wine beside him said in a daze: "Master, it seems to be the Madam..."

Chu Tianshi then turned around, drunk and unable to speak clearly: "Husband, Madam, which Madam?"

The attendant stammered, "Uh, ma'am."

Xiao Mo stood aside, clenching his fists. Wan Yu smiled at this moment and walked forward gracefully.

"Chu Lang, it's me."

Her voice was like an oriole, and the word "Chu Lang" made Chu Tianshi stunned, and he suddenly didn't know what day it was.

He finally opened his eyes wide and looked at the person who came. His eyes were blinded by alcohol and he couldn't see clearly for a long time. He only felt a pink figure, very graceful. When he finally saw Wanyu's face clearly, a few traces of clarity flashed through his cloudy mind.

“Yes, it’s you…”

The reason why Chu Tianshi wanted to marry Wanyu was naturally because of her beauty. Even though she had affairs outside after marriage, he was reluctant to divorce this beautiful wife. He was still willing to coax and deceive her at home. It was not until Wanyu went crazy that he completely ignored her because he had no patience to accompany a madman.

Today, in a trance, he seemed to see the gentle and lovely Wanyu of that year.

Chu Tianshi's mind was full of alcohol, and his sobriety was limited. After not seeing Wanyu for a long time, he was still obsessed with her face. He couldn't help but reach out his hand: "Beautiful, really beautiful, are you well?"

Wanyu walked closer to him step by step and said softly, "Okay."

"It's okay, come, let me hug you!"

He put his arm around Wanyu's waist. The dancer in her arms was deliberately pouting, but as soon as she snorted, she met Wanyu's eyes.

Indifferent, like looking down at an ant.

The dancer was startled and immediately stepped back, lowering her head and not daring to act coquettishly anymore.

Chu Tianshi couldn't see it, he just held the beauty in his arms, staggering drunkenly: "It's good that you're not crazy, well, we will be a family of three in the future, and live a good life!"

Xiao Mo's dark eyes turned red again. Listen, is this what he said human language? Chu Jinglan has become a useless person, and he, as a father, doesn't care at all. He only cares about his own pleasure, and now he is talking about his family's life?

Wanyu was in his arms, one hand on his chest, the other hand tidying up Chu Tianshi's messy hair, and said softly: "No, the child is grown up, let him go by himself, I will take you away."

"Okay, okay, just the two of us—Ugh!"

No one expected that Wanyu's white and soft hand would be so lingering one second and suddenly press into Chu Tianshi's chest the next, piercing his chest before anyone could react. Chu Tianshi only had time to scream before his throat was flooded with blood and he could only gasp.

Blood splashed in the gentle village, and the bright red dyed the dancer's skirt. The dancer came to her senses and screamed to the sky.

“Someone was murdered——!!”

Chu Tianshi's eyes were wide open, he was completely defenseless, when he didn't activate his spiritual power, his body was just a mortal, how could he have any defense? He tried hard to grab Wanyu's hand, but Wanyu grabbed his heart and pushed his shell away, letting him roll off the imperial concubine couch without even looking at him.

In order not to disturb Chu Tianshi's fun, the guards were all not far away. At this moment, they drew their swords and rushed over. They were all strong in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Wanyu held her heart in one hand, snatched the sword with her backhand, and killed the three guards with an expressionless face.

Blood spread around her, and the servants and dancers ran away. Wanyu didn't care and let them go. She held the sword in one hand and held the heart under her eyes with the other.

The girl in pink looks innocent, and there are dead bodies all around her. The picture is weird and scary, yet it has an absurd beauty.

Wanyu looked at her heart, with a hint of sadness on her peach-like face: "Chu Lang, I really wanted to live with you, but you insisted on betraying me. Neither of us should be a stumbling block. I will take you away, you go to hell, and I go to the afterlife. We will never see each other again in the next life."

After Wanyu finished speaking, her white fingers suddenly tightened, crushing Chu Tianshi's heart.

Chu Tianshi on the ground had died before Wanyu finished speaking. The soul lamp in the Chu family ancestral hall went out, and the elders of the Chu family knew it immediately without waiting for the escaped servants to report.

The elder in the middle stage of Yuanying covered the entire Chu family with his coercive consciousness in an instant. After seeing what happened, he was furious: "How dare you, vicious woman--!"

Wan Yu let the broken pieces of her heart slip from her hands as she looked indifferently at the three elders who appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye. One was in the middle stage of Yuanying, and two were in the early stage of Yuanying. She couldn't beat any of them, but she smiled calmly.

"I have already killed those who dared not to do so. If I were a vicious woman, you would be villains. No one is more noble than anyone else."

Wanyu had not taken the medicine today, and her mind was no longer able to hold on. She was in danger, and with madness in her eyes, she actually took the initiative to pick up the sword and attacked the Great Elder directly!

The second elder immediately raised his sword to stop her, and the first elder took advantage of the situation and slapped Wan Yu's forehead with his palm, trying to kill her.

But his palm did not fall on Wanyu, because Xiao Mo flew in front of Wanyu and without hesitation pushed out a palm, colliding with the great elder.

The system exclaimed: "Host!"

This palm strike utilized 100% of his spiritual power. If Xiao Mo was a cultivator in the early Yuanying stage, he could probably hold on for a few more breaths. However, he was a demon who was restricted by the laws of the world. He could only block the Great Elder for a moment before he flew backwards and fell to the ground.

For a moment, Xiao Mo almost thought he was dead.

It hurts...

Xiao Mo's eyes went dark and he was twitching in pain. He felt as if his bones and soul were cut into pieces. His whole body seemed to be shattered to the ground. He was overwhelmed by the horrible pain he had never experienced before. He felt like he would rather die than live.

This was not the Great Elder's ability, but a punishment for Xiao Mo by the law. The harder he attacked, the more severe the backlash would be.

"Host, cheer up!" the system said anxiously, "Oh, I can only turn on the painless mode when the main body causes harm to you, but not at other times!"

"Why did you rush out? You knew it was useless. Aren't you very rational and smart?"

Whenever the system makes any decision, it will act after careful calculation. This is why, no matter how well his emotional module is loaded, he is not a human being after all.

But Xiao Mo is a person. He can be happy, sad, and controlled by emotions at certain times, doing things that he would only do at that moment.

Useless work... He was drowsy. Yes, so what if it was useless? He just couldn't just stand by and watch it and be indifferent.

The world of cultivation is no longer just a book to him. The people he comes into contact with are all flesh and blood.

Xiao Mo's entire arm turned into black mist and he was unable to get up from the ground. When his vision was no longer obscured and he could see the scene clearly, a "puff" sound that penetrated the flesh reached his ears first.

The tip of the sword passed through Wanyu's back, came out from her chest, and pierced her heart.

"No……"

Xiao Mo struggled, but one hand could barely support his shaking body. The pain had not yet subsided, his body was out of control, twitching violently, and he couldn't even get up.

And at this moment, he heard a heart-wrenching cry.

Chu Lan arrived in astonishment.

He couldn't walk fast, so he still used a wheelchair, turning the wooden wheels desperately, his hands were bleeding, and he finally got here.

In the original novel, Chu Jinglan was too late to catch up, and now that he can finally see her for the last time, Xiao Mo doesn't know whether it is a good thing for him.

Xiao Mo was in so much pain that he turned into black mist and returned to his sea of ​​consciousness, continuing to see through Chu Jinglan's eyes.

Chu Jinglan got up from the wheelchair, stumbling. Blood was oozing from Wanyu's body. Her eyes began to blur. She could no longer suppress her madness. Perhaps she did not see Jinglan clearly at all, but she opened her hands and smiled.

"My son..."

Wanyu laughed wantonly: "From now on, the world is vast, there is no place that we cannot go! We can go anywhere——"

Her body landed gracefully on the ground, and Chu Jinglan rushed over to catch her, his voice already hoarse.

"No, mother, don't, don't..."

Wanyu was in his arms, and seemed to have sensed something. She raised her bloody hand, patted it gently on his arm, and hummed softly, as if she was coaxing a child when she was young.

But this time, it was not the child who was being coaxed to sleep. Her arm slipped and she closed her eyes.

She had been trapped in a cage for half her life, but now she was finally freed. No one could restrain her anymore. She spread her wings and flew high into the clouds.

Chu Jinglan tried desperately to hold her body, but he couldn't stop her bleeding and her body from sliding down.

He had waited for so many years, practiced hard, endured humiliation, and waded through the unreasonable demands of the Chu family and the busy schedules of others, all for the purpose of taking Wanyu away one day.

Instead of now, I can only hold a body that can never be awakened.

Chu Jinglan's eyes were red, and a low roar that was not like a human voice came out of his throat. He was broken and desperate, and his body exuded a smell that was absolutely beautiful to the inner demon.

However, Xiao Mo closed his eyes in the sea of ​​consciousness, unable to bear it any longer.

The elders didn't expect Chu Jinglan to appear here. They looked at each other. The first elder stepped forward and knocked him out easily. The second elder stroked his beard and asked, "What should we do with him?"

Although Chu Tianshi was an incompetent and dissolute man, he was a descendant of the Chu family after all. If he was killed, the elders would definitely take revenge. Wanyu died on the spot and the matter was over, but Chu Jinglan was a trouble.

The elders of the Chu family who watched him grow up knew how stubborn Chu Jinglan was. If he had not been tied to his mother, he would have jumped out of the Chu family long ago. Now that he had seen Wanyu die at their hands with his own eyes, the hatred was definitely settled.

The third elder sighed: "I originally wanted him to donate his spiritual roots, but now it seems impossible."

"So, are you going to kill him?"

The Great Elder thought about it and finally made a decision.

"Chu Jinglan is already dead, so there is no need to worry. After all, he is a descendant of the Chu family and has done nothing wrong. He just saved some people from other families. If he dies in our hands, it will inevitably be used by those with ulterior motives to make a fuss and affect our plans in Dusk City."

"But his heart is no longer in the Chu family. Leaving someone who harbors evil intentions towards the entire family in the house will only cause unrest among the whole family."

The third elder immediately understood: "Let him go. If he dies outside, it will have nothing to do with the Chu family. The eldest and fourth elders' families hate Chu Jinglan the most. If something happens to him, who would know?"

They smiled at each other, and thus decided Chu Jinglan's fate.

*

Another major event happened in the Chu family. Chu Tianshi and his wife died in an accident, and Chu Jinglan was expelled from the Chu family. Outsiders speculated on the cause of the accident. Some guessed the truth, while others did not understand.

But they knew that the Chu family's once proud son of heaven had now truly turned into mud and was nothing.

Dai Zisheng had been busy with his own affairs in the mountains and forests recently. When he entered the city, he heard people talking about it on the streets and alleys. He was shocked to find out that Chu Jinglan was in trouble. But except for the Chu family, no one knew where Chu Jinglan had gone.

Dai Zisheng had no choice but to find Su Baimo in a hurry, but Su Baimo said he didn't know either.

"What should I do?" Dai Zisheng was really anxious. "I'll just stay in this little house. If someone comes to look for me, I can take him to the middle realm. It's just a Chu family. It's better not to stay. How can it compare to a finger of my Illusion Sword Sect!"

Su Baimo's eyes moved slightly: "Are you a disciple of the Illusion Sword Sect?"

"Ah," Dai Zisheng realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, but he had already finished his work and was preparing to return to the sect, so there was no need to hide it. "Yes, to be honest, I am the young master of the Illusion Sword Sect. I had planned to take care of the aftermath and tell my identity to the two benefactors, but now..."

He sighed. Who could have thought that Chu Jinglan would do such a big thing!

Besides, doesn’t Su Baimo like him very much? Why doesn’t he seem to be in a hurry?

Dai Zisheng felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Su Baimo wiped his eyes, feeling sad and depressed: "Brother Jinglan must not want us to see him in such a miserable state. He was such a proud person, yet he was ruined. Let's go look for him near Mucheng. Maybe he is still there."

When it came to business, Dai Zisheng immediately put aside the messy thoughts in his mind and nodded. There was really no better way at the moment.

"I hope we can find Brother Jinglan." Su Baimo said, gently raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Dai Zisheng's clothes.

"If I really can't find it, I don't want to stay in this sad place, Dusk City. Can you take me to the Magic Sword Gate?"

His words were so pitiful and moving. Dai Zisheng owed him a life-saving favor, so how could he not agree? He immediately said, "Of course, no problem!"

Su Baimo forced a smile from her sad heart: "Thank you."

He quietly tightened his hand that was holding the corner of Dai Zisheng's clothes and grabbed a new person.

At this time, outside the east gate of Mucheng, Chu Jinglan was leaning against a new tomb, motionless.

The Chu family kicked him out of the house, took away his storage containers and all his belongings, and did not give him even a piece of silver, leaving only the clothes he often wore.

The clothes were made of fine material and looked noble, but apart from this outer shell, Chu Jinglan had nothing else, so even this dress seemed like a mockery.

Wanyu's body was originally going to be thrown into a mass grave. When she was outside the city gate, her former maid Xiaotao took out some silver and bribed the corpse bearers, and only then was Wanyu's body replaced with a solitary grave.

She wanted to leave some money for Chu Jinglan, but Chu Jinglan refused and thanked her solemnly.

Xiao Mo stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness for most of the day before he finally got better, but his body was still in pain. He leaned against Chu Jinglan, and the two weak men and the demon huddled together, supporting each other.

Xiao Mo handed something to Chu Jinglan, which was a hairpin.

The peach blossom at the end of the hairpin was stained with some blood and could not be washed off. It was Wanyu's peach blossom hairpin, which was kept by Xiao Mo.

Chu Jinglan took the hairpin and held it in his hand carefully but desperately. He looked out coldly with lifeless eyes, as if looking into the abyss, and his gaze was vague and ethereal.

He said, "I'll give you my body, can you kill them all?"

Chu Jinglan, who had held on to his last bit of pride even though he had become a useless man, now easily let go of everything and bet on himself as a cheap chip without hesitation.

There was a raging rage beneath his cold eyes, a rage that wished it could devour everything, including himself.

Xiao Mo was dressed in white today, looking cooler than this lonely grave. "If we attack by surprise, three elders can kill one. Then the Chu family will find out and besiege us. That will be a problem. The eldest elder of the Chu family is in the middle stage of Yuanying, and I am just in the early stage. I am not familiar with many of the techniques, so I cannot defeat him."

If they can't win, they will both have to die together. Xiao Mo just stated the facts without giving any suggestions or dissuading them. It seemed that even if Chu Jinglan was impulsive and insisted on going to the Chu family for revenge right now, he would be willing to accompany him.

Chu Jinglan placed the hairpin on his chest and murmured, "One is not enough."

"I want them all, and I want every last one of them."

Even when he said this, one could not hear the murderous intent in his voice, as if he was just talking to himself, but Xiao Mo knew that Chu Jinglan kept his word.

In the original novel, Chu Jinglan recovered his cultivation, and the proud son of heaven reappeared in the world. He made great changes in the middle and upper realms and was well-known among the high-ranking members of the righteous path, until he did something horrifying.

Chu was so frightened that he wiped out his entire biological father's family, leaving only the terrified Chu Shi among the direct descendants, and asked him to spread the news of the annihilation of the family, for fear that others would not know who the murderer was.

It's not like people haven't done such things in private to wipe out a family, but Chu Jinglan is the first one to do it so high-profile and even wipe out his own family.

Since then, Chu Jinglan's reputation has been both ruined and damaged. In short, everyone knows that this person is not easy to deal with and will not recognize anyone when he gets crazy.

Xiao Mo noticed that Chu Jinglan was about to get up, so he reached out and helped Chu Jinglan. After all, although he was in pain, he was able to fly and float, so it was easier for him to move.

Chu Jinglan kowtowed three times in front of Wanyu's tomb, while Xiao Mo leaned over and bowed.

After visiting the tomb, Xiao Mo asked him, "What should we do next?"

Chu Jinglan wiped Wanyu's tombstone with his sleeve and said, "Weicheng, then find a way to go to the middle world and kill them. I can't be a useless person forever."

Go to the middle realm and find a way to start practicing again.

"If you want to go to the Middle Realm, why don't you look for Dai Zisheng?"

The tombstone was made of cheap stone. Chu Jinglan wiped off the last bit of dust on it and said, "The best medical practitioner in the middle realm has some conflicts with the ancestor of the Illusion Sword Sect. If you want to use this path in the future, it is not appropriate to have anything to do with the Illusion Sword Sect for the time being."

Chu Jinglan is not a clueless young master. On the contrary, he is quite smart and calculating. To ascend to the ninth heaven from a useless person, the hardship he has endured is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Whenever he had the chance to go to the middle realm, he would inquire about the news. The arrangements in Weicheng were definitely originally reserved for him and Wanyu, but unfortunately... Wanyu is no longer needed now.

Chu Jinglan supported the stele and stood up: "Mom, I'm leaving."

When he returns, he will comfort her soul in heaven with the blood of his enemies.

A breeze blew through the forest, making a shuddering sound. Chu Jinglan was dazed for a moment and slowly turned to look at Xiao Mo.

He left Dusk City alone, with only the demon as his companion.

Xiao Mo looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Chu Jinglan lowered his eyes slightly: "Let's go."

Xiao Mo: “Yeah.”

The grass in front of the tombstone swayed in the mountain breeze, seeing them off for a while, and then drifted away on its own.

The road ahead is uncertain, but at least... none of them is alone.