So, was this strange grand event held by the Hehuan Sect something they came prepared for?
Zhang Xu stood up, wanting to say something, but found the surroundings as quiet as night, without a trace of noise. In her eyes, the streets outside were as noisy as usual, but she couldn't hear anything.
This is inside a barrier, where Lu Qinglan has trapped her.
"Miss Xuxu, please forgive me!"
Rong Yue said apologetically, "For the sake of all living beings, we have no choice but to do this!"
That's quite a big hat!
Zhang Xu had no choice but to sit down.
"What are you thinking? Yan Chenghuan just humiliated me like that, how could I possibly go out and report to him?"
Rong Yue was somewhat skeptical: "Really?"
Zhang Xu nodded, her eyes wide with effort: "It really is, more real than real gold!"
"Alright then," Rong Yue nodded. "Then you stay here and come back with us after the Hehuan Sect matter is settled!"
Rong Yue and Lu Qinglan disappeared from Zhang Xu's sight side by side.
Zhang Xu finally calmed down and sorted out her thoughts. In the original story, the Demon King awakens once every five hundred years, and each time he awakens, he goes on a killing spree. Every five hundred years, a cultivator will produce a potential talent capable of resisting the Demon King, and in the end, this potential talent will defeat the Demon King and successfully ascend to the immortal realm.
This time, the embryo is Lu Qinglan, and the demon king is Yan Chenghuan. However, for some reason, Yan Chenghuan has temporarily controlled the demon king and has not yet released him.
The cultivation world had previously tried to nip Yan Chenghuan in the bud, but Yan Xingyun interfered, and the attempt failed. So they settled on a compromise. Now that Yan Xingyun has passed away, they are raising their swords against Yan Chenghuan again.
Knowing that his stop was Hehuan Gate, they arranged a grand event with Hehuan Gate, recruiting many talented people in an attempt to nip the disaster in the bud.
As Zhang Xu thought about it, her headache grew stronger.
It's really bad to let someone who's not very bright analyze this kind of thing. I feel like I made a mistake in choosing Liuwu.
Sigh! There's nothing I can do about it!
At this moment, Sixty-Five stopped pretending to be dead and popped into Zhang Xu's mind.
Zhang Xu sighed helplessly, "Tell me, what are you trying to do?! This is giving me a headache!"
Righteous people must exorcise demons and monsters; there's no other way. Let's see if Yan Chenghuan can escape this calamity.
Zhang Xu frowned. [Don't you know the plot? What do you mean?]
Sixty-five smacked his lips, looking quite helpless. "The plot already went off track. If it hadn't, why would you be working here?"
Zhang Xu astutely grasped the key words in its words.
What do you mean by "the plot has already gone wrong"? You mean the original plot has gone wrong?
Chapter Sixty-Five no longer hid it: "The reason for the hiatus was because the original plot deviated from the original story."
Zhang Xu was completely bewildered. So where was she now? It wasn't the original story, nor was it a derivative work. It turned out to be a world with the same setting.
Sixty-five sighed softly. [The original idea was for a story of love and hate between the male and female leads driven by a sense of justice for the world. Initially, Yan Chenghuan was portrayed as a demon possessed, ruthless and indiscriminate in killing, but he fell in love with the female lead while constantly recalling his interactions with her. In the end, he became completely demonized as he watched her run towards the male lead. Unfortunately, as the author wrote, he realized something was wrong with Yan Chenghuan, so he abandoned the project and has been on hiatus ever since.]
"How do you know all this so clearly?" Zhang Xu asked, puzzled.
What does it mean that Yan Chenghuan is acting strangely?
Sixty-five fell silent again.
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Zhang Xu clenched her fists, wanting to vent her anger, but found that she didn't know where to direct her anger, as if she had punched cotton, feeling utterly powerless.
Zhang Xu could only contact Sixty-Five when it wanted to come out recently; she couldn't find it no matter what she did. Now that it had finally come out, she hadn't even finished asking it what she wanted to ask before it ran away. "How irresponsible," Zhang Xu thought.
Rong Yue thought that Zhang Xu's strength was still very low, and the barrier she used was not a very profound thing.
Zhang Xu easily broke through the barrier.
There are still two days until the grand meeting. It is said that the Hehuan Sect will invite those who have received their invitations to enter the Hehuan Sect and admire that strange flower together.
This is obviously a setup; Yan Chenghuan, you'd better not be so stupid.
Zhang Xu thought to herself and slapped herself hard. Why bother with him now? Let him fend for himself. Maybe if he dies, she can go home. She's had enough of this world.
No cell phone, no computer, no good food, it's so boring.
At this moment, Rong Yue returned from outside with food that had been packed up.
The fragrant roasted chicken instantly whetted Zhang Xu's appetite, and without being polite to Rong Yue, she picked it up and started eating.
Seeing her like this, Rong Yue imagined her following Yan Chenghuan without food or water, enduring wind and rain, and constantly on the run.
Tears immediately streamed down her face: "Xuxu, it's all my fault. I should have insisted on keeping you by my side so you wouldn't have suffered."
Zhang Xu, with a chicken leg in her mouth: "......"
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After finishing, Rong Yue patted her shoulder and said solemnly, "Xuxu, don't worry, I will never abandon you again. If you follow me, as long as I have food to eat, you will definitely have food to eat too. I will never let you suffer."
As expected of the pure and innocent heroine from the original work!
True Holy Mother!
Zhang Xu!!!
Preparations for the grand gathering at Hehuan Gate were in full swing, and Lin'an County was visibly bustling with activity. Lanterns and decorations were everywhere, and even the usually unkempt cultivators were wearing new clothes and adorning themselves with fresh flowers.
I must say, men wearing flowers in their hair has a unique and stylish beauty.
Seeing that Zhang Xu seemed to have let go, Rong Yue stopped rejecting her and would often accompany her outside for walks during her free time.
Because there are so many cultivators, things that are usually unavailable or unseen have become more common, and people from surrounding towns have flocked to join in the fun.
For a time, Lin'an County was overcrowded.
Looking at the crowds coming and going, everyone was beaming with joy, as if they had come for this once-in-a-century event.
However, a sense of unease welled up in Zhang Xu's heart.
There are way too many people here!
Zhang Xu picked up the magical artifact in her hand, then put it down again, looking at the situation before her, her heart pounding.
Lu Qinglan has already gone to the Hehuan Sect to make arrangements at their invitation. Rong Yue delayed her journey to the sect because she wanted to accompany Zhang Xu for a stroll. However, given the current situation, it would probably be safer to go inside the sect.
Rong Yue thought about it and prepared to ask Zhang Xu to go back and pack her things.
At that moment, a commotion arose from ahead.
The two craned their necks to look over and realized that two people were fighting because they had stepped on each other's feet in the crowded area.
The younger one threw a ball of light at the other, and the older one returned it, as if they were hitting a sandbag. The people around them avoided each other and made room for them to fight.
Fortunately, neither of them had high cultivation levels, and the spiritual energy only flowed between them, so no innocent people were harmed.
The already small area was overwhelmed by the sudden influx of people, exceeding the county's capacity. This kind of thing happens every day.
Previously, with the Hehuan Sect in charge, the security was barely acceptable. Now, the Hehuan Sect is unable to spare any resources, and fights and disturbances are almost commonplace.
"With so many people crammed here, something's bound to happen sooner or later." Rong Yue shook her head.
In the distance, in the inn, someone was shrouded in darkness, indifferently observing the scene on the street.
In his eyes, this farce seemed like a grand event.
He raised his wine glass in a toast from afar.
Someone noticed this strange gaze and looked out of the inn's window, only to see the tightly closed doors.
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