He knew Cheng Jingru too well, just as Cheng Jingru knew him.
Cheng Jingru appears to be aloof and unassuming, but she has always only wanted attention.
She claims she's only focused on cultivation, but why hasn't her popularity faded after becoming an internet sensation? It's because she's always doing live streams.
She doesn't seem as profit-driven as Chu Yuqi, who makes money through live-streaming fortune telling and engaging in a series of commercial activities; she simply shares and records her daily life of spiritual practice, exorcising ghosts, and warding off evil spirits.
In fact, she has always carefully maintained her exposure and popularity, and has never allowed herself to completely disappear from the public eye.
Later, she participated in shows, and then appeared on "Zhan Ling". Step by step, she built herself up to a high level of popularity, making everyone willingly offer her invitations to appear on shows.
Shen Boyuan had no doubt that if it weren't for maintaining the image of the genius junior sister of the Xuanmen sect, she would never have had the heart to be friendly to her fellow disciples.
Mingzhuo had been in the Cheng family for so many years and had saved Cheng Jingru. The two were not much different in age, so logically, she should have been the first person in the Cheng family to show goodwill to Mingzhuo.
But she wasn't like that; she didn't even mention Mingzhuo.
It wasn't until Mingzhuo disappeared on the ghost train and everyone eagerly awaited her return that she began to frequently mention Mingzhuo, as if the sisters had an extremely close relationship.
"You've always been intentionally selective in your circle of friends; you're only truly friendly to those who are useful to you." Shen Boyuan chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Should I be honored to receive your special treatment?"
Cheng Jingru lowered her eyes and said softly, "Knowing that I like you, why are you still siding with Ruan Mingzhuo?"
But the ruthlessness with which she struck was completely at odds with her gentle tone. She slashed down again, saying, "Shen Boyuan, you forced me to do this!"
The drops of blood quickly pooled on the ground.
Mingzhuo couldn't help but ask Luo Wenxin, "Wait a minute, aren't you going to do anything about this? All this blood is disgusting, I feel like throwing up."
Luo Wenxin looked at her in surprise: "So your nausea is real. I'm really sorry, but even if you don't like it, there's nothing I can do."
He covered the tip of his nose with a folding fan and said with a smile, "Because to activate the divine descent ritual, the blood of the darling of heaven is needed to fill the magic array."
"What?" He Wangyao stepped back to Ming Zhuo's side, looking at Cheng Jingru in shock. "Are you crazy?"
Li Wenhe and Pei Di watched the Shadow Moon Clan members who had surrounded them warily.
These people are difficult to deal with; they appear and disappear unpredictably and can even hide in other people's shadows. They suffered some losses as a result.
Mingzhuo glanced at the group of Shadowmoon Clan members: "She's not crazy. If one of them has to bleed to death to start the ritual, then it's better to choose someone else."
The main issue is that there is no substitute for this; Luo Wenxin is not Madam Luo, and she can accept just anyone's blood.
Furthermore, Luo Wenxin should have confirmed that other people's blood is useless. The fact that Madam Luo had set her sights on her earlier proves that there were preconditions.
It's now confirmed that the prerequisite is the blood of a chosen one of Heaven.
Shen Boyuan had obviously guessed it long ago, and he closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Mingzhuo: "Since even the darlings of heaven are allowed, why not compromise and let them each bleed half their blood? That way, neither of them will die, which would be a win-win situation. That's how it's always portrayed in TV dramas, where the male and female leads combine their swords to unleash greater power, and 1+1 is greater than 2."
These people don't have a broad enough mindset. Why does it have to be a life-or-death struggle? Wouldn't it be better for everyone to live together?
Luo Wenxin couldn't help but burst into laughter, "You're so funny, I really like you, what a pity."
Mingzhuo asked calmly, "What's a pity?"
Luo Wenxin drifted away suddenly, and at the same time, countless black chains suddenly extended from Mingzhuo's feet, binding her limbs tightly.
The black chains emanated an ominous aura, and were also covered with flowing spiritual light.
This scene seemed somewhat familiar. Mingzhuo remembered that Shen Ruodi had once tried to drag her into hell using these chains.
But these chains seem different from those of the past; they are not composed of pure yin energy and resentment, but of something else.
It was like a wish, or perhaps another kind of spell... She could hear a cacophony of sounds coming from above.
Mingzhuo glanced at the others; his friends were also trapped, but they only received three or four strands, unlike him who received such a densely packed number.
"Ah Xu... never mind, Wenwen, do you think this is a wish-power line?" Mingzhuo wanted to figure out the situation.
Li Wenhe: "...It doesn't seem so."
Gu Xu: "Yes, but not quite. It should be that some people share the same sentiments, and this desire is very strong."
It was so intense that he could feel it, as if it were telling him about his resentment and anger.
Gu Xu felt that if he wanted to deliberately ignore them, he could block out these sounds, but he still wanted to listen to them.
He was just thinking that he might be able to help Zhuozhuo, but at the same time, he felt a vague unease in his heart, as if the thing he feared most was about to happen.
Suddenly, a few fragmented images flashed through his mind, and he exclaimed in alarm, "Zhuozhuo, run!"
Gu Xu rarely showed intense emotions, but at this moment, he struggled to tear at the chains and actually managed to snap one of them!
Luo Wenxin smiled and said, "As expected of the embodiment of righteousness in the world."
Even the righteous energy of heaven and earth can only influence, correct, and purify little by little; its power is ultimately limited in the short term.
In the long run, though the world was once a place of devastation and hell, it has been gradually restored to peace and tranquility under the purification of the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and withered trees are now sprouting new branches.
A murderous intent flashed in Luo Wenxin's eyes. With a wave of his hand, the black chains bound Gu Xu once again.
At the same time, an elder-looking person stepped out from the crowd.
The sacrificial robes he was wearing... Gu Xu's pupils contracted slightly; they were exactly the same as in his dream!
The elder held a strange puppet in his hand and was dressed in ancient clothing with intricate floral and animal patterns embroidered on his lapels and cuffs.
The puppet's long hair was tied up, its features were exquisite, and it seemed lifelike enough to speak at any moment.
"Boss? No, this is the goddess A Yin?" He Wangyao exclaimed in shock.
No one answered his question. The elder began to shake the bell in his hand, muttering incantations as he performed an ancient ritual.
The Shadowmoon Clan members knelt in unison, their strange voices sounding as if they came from hell.
Mingzhuo felt a headache coming on, and the noise was bothering her.
Like the tides of distant memories, she floated and sank in the water, gazing at the light and shadow of another world.
The temple was always brightly lit, and many people came to kneel and beg the goddess to bless the Shadowmoon Clan for generations to come.
Every one of them had an ambitious look on their face. As they followed the rebels into the capital, the status of the Shadowmoon Clan rose accordingly, and each of them could be ennobled and appointed as a high-ranking official.
No, perhaps their ambitions are greater. They are not genuinely submitting to the rebels, but rather want to replace them and put the clan chief on the throne.
They all had their own demands and ideas, so how could they be willing to let their Shadow Arts be broken one after another, and stop just before reaching the capital?
It's so annoying. She was just picked up by Shen Ruodi and inexplicably enshrined in the Goddess Palace. She didn't want to interfere in the rise and fall of human dynasties.
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