Chapter 53: First Clear Day (Ten) "Ayao, this is the reward."...
For someone like Chu Ji, who has lived with the demon spirit for nearly a hundred years and has competed with the Tian Xiao monster for life.
Even if I suppress her with my immortal power and force a soul search, I may not be able to obtain her memory as I wish.
But there is one exception to this magic.
"Chu Dianqing used it on me before."
The immortal power returned to Xuanxiu's body and quickly stopped the bleeding and repaired his wounds. He smiled and moved closer to Mingyao.
His playful appearance is really annoying.
Mingyao pursed her lips, still a little angry.
"Ayao?" But the man in front of her, relying on his good looks, became even more attentive, reaching out to wipe the blood that had accidentally stained her face. "Don't you want to learn?"
He wiped her cheek with his fingertips very skillfully.
Mingyao looked up and their eyes met his.
In the dim cave, a faint light shone in from somewhere in the cracks of the rocks above, falling on his face, a mixture of light and dark.
The anger that had originally risen up seemed to weaken strangely when he looked at the face in front of him.
...Why does the top light look so good?
Seeing her staring at him intently, the smile on Xuanxiu's face became more and more vivid, as if it was about to bloom.
"……want."
After a long while, Mingyao finally answered in a sullen tone. Feeling unwilling, he pushed Xuanxiu viciously again and wiped the blood on his hands on a clean spot on his clothes.
"Is it difficult to learn? Also, how did you know I wanted to learn this?" Mingyao was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden magical power. The magical power flowed around his body, and it felt like he could suddenly sense the flow of blood throughout his body. It was very strange.
Now that time is running out and she has never learned any magic, she can't help but worry about whether she will make mistakes.
"It's not difficult to learn." Miaomiao Immortal Lord answered quickly, took her hand, and moved closer to her. "Didn't you just write on the back of my hand? You were going to trick that ghost into giving you the answer you wanted to know."
"Unfortunately, I don't know whether what she said is true or not. Since Ah Yao cares about you, and now that I have disrupted the situation, I will naturally find another way to help you."
He said as he moved closer.
As the distance between them shortened again, Mingyao's heart skipped a beat. The place where he had just kissed began to feel hot. The words he said gradually became unclear before they even reached her ears.
"stop!"
Mingyao couldn't help it.
"What...what are you doing?"
"Teach me the magic." Immortal Lord Miaomiao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes because of her interruption.
"Why do you have to get so close to me when teaching me magic?" Mingyao took a half step back in disbelief, increasing the distance. "Just... teach me this way."
"I can't teach you this way." Immortal Lord Miaomiao tilted his head and said seriously, "If you want to use it right away, I can only teach you the key points of the immortal technique and pass it on to you with my immortal power."
That made sense. Mingyao was somewhat convinced: "How do we cross it?"
The hand with distinct joints came up again, with ten fingers clasped together, and the other hand clasped three fingers together to form a seal. With eyes closed, white light illuminated from the fingertips, and the immortal power in the body was faint, as if it was inspired, and flowed towards the intersection of the two hands.
It was a very mysterious feeling. The two of them were connected by the immortal power, breathing in unison, as if they were one person.
Amidst the countless flashes of swords and shadows, what she needed slowly emerged.
So magical.
But in an instant, every move, every posture, every mental method and every formula were clearly understood in his mind.
This... is called teaching?
Isn't this pure cheating?
Mingyao stared blankly at their intertwined hands, just like the martial arts TV dramas he had watched before, where they were imparting martial arts skills.
"Ayao, have you learned it?" A soft voice fell into my ears.
Mingyao shook off Xuanxiu's hand in panic: "I will...I will."
After walking a few steps in unison, she turned back and asked, "If I want to learn other moves, will you teach me the same way?"
"Of course." Immortal Lord Miaomiao reached out and smoothed her messy hair. "Ayao, if you want to learn, I'm always here for you."
The person in front of me has sparkling eyes and a light voice. The movement of his eyes is like a pouring river of stars.
Mingyao's breathing stopped.
Seduce...seduce who.
Can you be more serious?
She bit her lip and looked away in panic. When she calmed down, she still had something to say to him clearly.
He straightened his expression.
"...Chu Miaomiao, Xuanxiu..." She called out his two names in succession, "What I told you before was serious. There will be no future between us."
"Even if you transfer your immortal power to me."
"I can't respond to you either."
"Do you understand?"
Unlike the last time when he borrowed her immortal power, this time after drinking his heart blood, the immortal power came from her thoughts.
Both she and he could sense that from then on, if she wanted to channel the immortal power, the control would fall completely into her hands, and he, as he said, would become the sword in her hand.
Why give up such power?
Did he know what he had given up?
Mingyao doesn't understand.
She had mixed feelings, feeling happy about the outcome but also surprised at his choice.
There is no turning back from this decision, he... might regret it.
She had only known him for less than a year. People always liked to act impulsively, and perhaps the Immortal King was the same. Even if he had a liking for her and some affection for her, could he do this?
Mingyao's heart sank slowly and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
She couldn't respond to him.
She couldn't respond to what he asked for.
Does he understand it or not?
There were more unspeakable words weighing on her heart. Mingyao felt like a scumbag who had slept with someone else. She was looking forward to the next time, but was also eager to get rid of the responsibility.
She pinched her fingertips until they turned red, but she still didn't get an answer.
never mind.
Business is important.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the demon-born Immortal King appeared before him, his eyes as gentle as water, and he spoke softly: "I'm not giving it away, Ayao, this power originally belonged to you, I'm just returning it to you."
"Love, hate, greed, anger, and ignorance, I have tasted all five poisons, and now I have become a demon. I really want to seek your love, even if it doesn't work out, it doesn't matter."
As Immortal Lord Miaomiao spoke, he completely untied the restraints imposed by his immortal power, grabbed Mingyao's hand, and placed it on the side of his face. When their skin touched, the crimson at the corners of his eyes deepened visibly, and his unbearable gasps slid gently through his throat.
"But Yao, this is not an exchange."
"It wasn't from the beginning. Whatever choice you make, as I said, I accept it."
"Now, even if you spare my life out of pity, I will be happy."
He rubbed her palm, sighed softly, and pulled away reluctantly, suppressing the unbearable desire in his heart bit by bit.
"If you must consider this a deal, then Yao, your reward has already been paid."
"Now, with the immortal power as a guarantee, I will not pose any threat to you. In this world, you can trust me wholeheartedly."
"The relationship between us is more reliable than that between husband and wife."
"Ayao, this is the reward."
Under his gaze, Mingyao fled in panic and never looked back.
It was not until Mingyao disappeared from his sight that the eyes of the immortal king, who had been talking and laughing, gradually turned cold.
Mingyao's words were like sharp thorns, crushing his internal organs over and over again. The greed in his heart mocked his hypocritical posturing.
Everything he said to Ayao was true.
In his eyes, this really wasn't a deal, just a gamble. If he lost, he'd die, which was fine, but now that he'd won, he was naturally even happier.
The only lie... is that it doesn't matter.
How could it not matter?
If you really don’t care, you won’t be possessed by demons.
The evil spirit "Black Shadow" who escaped from the immortal seal was not wrong.
The immortal power will only follow her when she is willing.
Although he still had doubts about the ghost's words, he still chose to believe it and wanted to use his magical power to go home.
Immortal Lord Miaomiao lowered his eyes and looked at the palm of his hand that he had just held with hers.
She had been married to Xuan Hui for two hundred years and had never thought of going home. Now that they had just divorced and her death wish had failed, she began to think about returning home.
It really makes people jealous.
The beautiful glass-like eyes were tinged with a hint of murderous intent.
**
Mingyao was a little nervous.
The magic has been completed. If everything goes well, she only needs to confirm in Chu Ji's memory whether the method she said to return home is true or not.
There is no need to rack your brains and try every possible means to find her weakness.
Of course, if you are lucky enough, you might find out more.
Mingyao made up his mind and immersed himself in Chuji's memories.
In Xuanxiu's memory, this method of checking memory would start from the person's most impressive memory when first entered.
Mingyao originally thought that for Chuji, it would start after she was sealed by Xuanhui and then she deliberately let Tian Xiao come to eat her.
But when she entered her memory for a long time, it was just a sea of blood. Mingyao could even smell a faint smell of blood, and there was no extra information.
It seemed that even Chu Ji himself did not want to touch upon this bloody memory.
Mingyao had a bad feeling, but she had just arrived, and since she had landed in the wrong place, she didn't delay any longer.
Following the method Xuanxiu taught her, she moved around in Chuji's memory like a reptile.
It’s just strange that large sections of Chu Ji’s memory are all bloody like before.
In Chu Ji's memory, even the memory of how he traveled through time and space was very vague, let alone going home.
Only the memory she shared with her in the middle was clear.
Mingyao was unwilling to return empty-handed, so she simply entered the memory that was cut off by Chuji. Perhaps there would be unexpected gains in this memory that she had hidden.
The beginning of this memory happened to be when the black iron chain brought by Xuan Hui trapped Ji Meng's demon body.
"Brother Lin, please help me."
The pitiful tone is a trick that Chu Ji always likes to use.
Brother Lin was clearly not very good at handling requests. He scratched his head, his face looking quite simple and honest. “My cultivation is limited. How about I go and ask that immortal for mercy? Or should I write to my sister and ask her to come along? My sister has received your kindness and will definitely help you, Miss Ran.”
"No!" Chu Ji at this moment was not as calm as he would be two hundred years later. He flatly refused, but then quickly softened his voice and begged, "That would be too much trouble. Besides, I accept the punishment from the Immortal Lord. I've just been locked up for too long and am a little breathless."
"Brother Lin, you just need to lend me your body for a while." Chu Ji patiently explained: "I can separate a part of my consciousness and attach it to you. I just want to go out with you for some fresh air."
Chu Ji said it lightly.
Mingyao noticed the request in Chuji's words. At this time, she needed to obtain the other person's consent before possessing him.
Brother Lin, however, seemed to have no qualms at all. He scratched his head and readily agreed, "It's not that difficult, Miss Ran. I have to thank you for letting my sister live a good life. What should I do?"
Brother Lin agreed readily.
Even Chu Ji didn't seem to expect that things would go so smoothly.
After a brief moment of hesitation, Chu Ji immediately replied: "There is no special preparation. It's just that when my consciousness enters your body, it will be a little painful. Just don't resist."
"Alright, we weapon cultivators can endure the pain." Brother Lin patted his chest and said, "Miss Ran, come on."
Chu Ji was not polite to him.
However, her method of spiritual possession was obviously not as proficient as it would be a hundred years later. She tried many times before she succeeded.
And... this body still retains Brother Lin's consciousness.
She does not have control over her body.
Mingyao watched helplessly as this honest and simple-minded Brother Lin took Chuji out for a walk in an orderly manner.
This release of wind lasted for more than ten days.
Even though he couldn't see Chu Ji's expression, Ming Yao knew that Chu Ji's mood was not very good at the moment.
As expected, people with many ideas still need to be restrained by innocent people.
Mingyao sighed at an inappropriate time.
However, although Mingyao doesn't get along well with Chu Ji, he has to admit that she is indeed a tenacious and unyielding person.
In the process of possessing Brother Lin, her consciousness slowly began to gain the upper hand.
Mingyao followed behind her, watching her wandering around in the cave, not caring at all whether Brother Lin was dead or alive.
This Brother Lin has a very good temper. He never asks any questions even when he sees the wounds on his body.
In this way, about half a year passed.
Mingyao calculated the time.
It was almost the time when Xuanhui first met her.
During this time, Brother Lin also learned some processed "truths" from Chu Ji.
"Immortal Lord... How could you be so heartless and insane."
"They actually used you as a lure to lure the immortal artifact into the world, and even connected your soul to the monster."
"Brother Lin, please don't tell anyone. If someone comes and sees me in this state, I won't want to live anymore, and your sister won't want to live either." Chu Ji pretended to be nervous.
As an outsider, Mingyao could see clearly that Chuji was not trying to stop Brother Lin, but was clearly urging him to go out and spread rumors about Xuanhui.
But... this honest Brother Lin will most likely really listen to Chu Ji.
As expected, everything was calm.
On the contrary, it was this Brother Lin who mysteriously refused Chu Ji's invitation to possess him for several days, until Chu Ji began to get impatient and was considering whether to use force.
This Brother Lin brought a magical weapon.
"Miss Ran, I made a magic weapon before, and I modified it a little bit, but it may not be useful. It depends on whether you are willing to try it."
Brother Lin spoke a lot haltingly but didn't get to the point.
Chu Ji couldn't help but frown slightly and interrupted him. "What is this magic weapon used for?"
Being suddenly interrupted, Brother Lin took a moment to calm down before stammering, "This magical weapon... can devour souls."
"Maybe I can help you escape from this demonic body."
Mingyao was stunned.
Beyond memory.
"Sister, what are you daydreaming about? We're here."
Chu Ji's voice sounded sweetly in Ming Yao's ears.
Mingyao's hand trembled, the magic was interrupted, and his soul returned to its place.
Chu Ji waved at her, indicating that she should look at the blade placed in the middle of a stone cave.
"Sister, this is the immortal weapon I mentioned. As long as you insert it into Immortal Lord Miaomiao's body, you will be able to kill him in one blow."
Mingyao's gaze then fell on the so-called immortal weapon.
It looked familiar, she had just seen it.
It was exactly the magic weapon that Brother Lin mentioned in his memory, the one that could devour souls.
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