Chapter 82 Chapter 82 "Why not get married?" ...
Azure Sky Demon Palace
Heading south.
Xuan Hui passed by the Monster Market. At that time, demons were rampant in the world. Most of those wandering around the Monster Market were those who practiced evil magic to heal their wounds, and monks who were looking for opportunities to take revenge.
Every blow was filled with blood, and there were broken arms and limbs everywhere, making for a chaotic mess.
No one noticed his abnormality.
Xuan Hui lowered his eyes and did not look at the appearance of all living beings.
What did the lives of these people have to do with him? The Immortal Lord, who appeared to be a bright and elegant figure outside, wore a long gray cloak, concealing all his identities, and headed towards the deepest part of the Demon City.
The more you don't want to get involved, the harder it is to get what you want.
“Go to hell!”
With a bang, a sword flew in front of Xuan Hui, and bright red blood soaked the road under his feet.
The wounded male cultivator was seriously injured and kicked out of a nearby house.
It's a snake demon.
It did not hide its true form, its tail dragging on the ground as it rolled towards the male cultivator, but stopped when it noticed Xuan Hui's gaze.
Xuan Hui glanced at the monster lightly. This snake monster was not very powerful. Converted into the cultivation level of a cultivator, it was about the Golden Core Realm.
As for the male cultivator at his feet who was in a miserable state...he had not yet reached the stage of Golden Elixir.
No wonder we are no match.
Although Xuan Hui concealed his appearance, he did not suppress his cultivation. As a cultivator in the Mahayana realm, just standing here was enough to bring a strong sense of oppression to the surrounding monsters.
The snake demon was clearly perceptive. It retracted its tail and coiled up, no longer looking at the seriously injured male cultivator. It smiled apologetically, "Sir, do you know this cultivator?"
A hint of disgust appeared in Xuan Hui's eyes.
He has always been disgusted with these demons and never wants to say a word to them.
He took a step forward to leave.
His legs sank, but he was caught by the male cultivator. "My fellow cultivator, please save my life, please save my life," the male cultivator said, spitting blood and looking truly miserable.
"...Why did we become enemies?" After a while, Xuan Hui squeezed out a few words.
The male cultivator wept with joy, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and quickly replied: "This snake demon killed my entire family, and I came here to seek revenge."
Seeking revenge.
Xuan Hui's gaze swept across his face, which was crying with joy. He was silent for a moment, and a hint of hostility appeared in his eyes.
"Since it's your grudge, why are you asking me to do anything?" Spiritual power burst out from Xuan Hui's body, violently shaking the male cultivator's hand away.
He glanced at the male cultivator coldly and ran away.
In his life, apart from demons, he also hates people like this, who act solely on their emotions and never think about the consequences of anything.
It's absolutely stupid.
This male cultivator has clearly reached the peak of the foundation-building stage. He needs to cultivate for a few more years, plan a retreat, and then come back to seek revenge.
When seeking revenge, if one is not as good as the enemy, one must be patient. He does not even know the word "tolerance" and he never saves such a fool.
He was indifferent, and his coldness was so strong that it made the male cultivator feel uneasy. He blurted out a scolding: "We are both human beings and cultivators, and you actually watched someone die without helping!"
The snake demon watching closely from the side was very perceptive. Seeing that Xuan Hui did not seem to be meddling in other people's affairs, he attacked very quickly.
Seeing the snake's tail wrapping around him again, the male cultivator was terrified that his death was approaching. He didn't care about the rude words he had just said and crawled towards Xuan Hui, just hoping to save his life.
Xuan Hui stopped when he heard that.
"Zhao Zhao, our Chu and Xuan families originally came to the mortal realm to guard the human race from the heavenly realm. So no matter how hard or tiring it is, or how much we have to sacrifice, we must not retreat, understand?"
This is what his parents have been telling him since he was a child.
He and Chu Miaomiao are born different.
He was born to inherit the fairy mountain, protect the human world, and bear the responsibility of the Xuan and Chu families.
As for Chu Miaomiao, he was just a tool being used, a weapon given to him by his parents.
They said this over and over again, and he believed it over and over again.
But he had never seen a person in charge suffer a crushing defeat with a sharp weapon pointed at his throat.
The master of the fairy mountain and several elders were accustomed to it and said it was because Chu Miaomiao possessed fairy power.
He believed it again.
So he slew demons and monsters in the mortal world, protecting the human world; in the fairy mountains, he guided the monks and helped them practice.
He was the savior, so why would he bother with a sharp weapon? This was his thinking for many years.
Everyone in the fairy mountain praised what he had done.
Some even say that he has a cold exterior but a warm heart, and has the heart of a bodhisattva. As long as you call out to the Immortal Lord Xuanhui, he will definitely rescue you.
He was trapped in a cage called "Xuan Hui Xianjun" and lived in peace and contentment until A Niang died and told him everything.
He just thought it was ridiculous.
Why should he bear all this responsibility? What about Chu Miaomiao? Isn't he born with an immortal body and immortal power?
He doesn't understand.
He went with his father to see the cave where all the truth was buried.
Very disgusting.
As a result, his spiritual veins spasmed and he recuperated in the fairy mountain for three months.
After that, I felt only irony when looking at the so-called fellow practitioners in the fairy mountain, and even more disgusted when looking at the human world.
Are they of the same race? He and these things are not of the same race. What does their life and death have to do with him?
Xuan Hui sneered, made a hand gesture to throw the male cultivator hiding behind him out, and turned away.
After a short while, in about two or three steps, the snake demon swallowed the male cultivator whole. A shrill scream was heard, carrying the bloody smell of human blood.
Xuan Hui stopped again and turned around.
The male cultivator was turned into pieces of meat, with a snake demon coiled inside, revealing its demonic nature. It had vertical pupils, sharp fangs, and looked extremely ferocious. It was just concentrating on gnawing at something in the male cultivator's abdomen, not noticing Xuan Hui's gaze at all.
The ugly side of things is exposed.
Xuan Hui lowered his eyes, and the long sword in his hand made a low hum. The blade was unsheathed, broke through the wind, and flew towards the snake demon's head unexpectedly.
Hit the snake at its most vulnerable point and cut off its head.
The snake demon was cunning and dodged quickly, but Xuan Hui was even more powerful. The sword returned to his hand. He was tired of fighting with such a lowly demon, so he simply released spiritual power from his body and suppressed the snake demon to the ground.
The incident happened so fast that the snake demon panicked. He was much more tactful than the male cultivator. Although he felt that the cultivator was too moody, his life was at stake, so he just kept begging for mercy: "But what did I do wrong to anger the Immortal Lord? I beg for your guidance, I——"
Before he could finish his words, the long sword pierced through the snake demon's eyebrows and nailed him to the ground.
Blood splattered under Xuan Hui's eyes.
Abnormal fishy smell.
Xuan Hui reached out to wipe it, and the blood spread out, leaving a mark on his face. He looked more like a demon than an immortal.
He drew out his sword, and a thin mist appeared not far ahead. Wherever the mist went, the monsters watching the battle scattered, and a human figure appeared in the mist.
"Where does such a rage come from, Immortal Lord? It's truly frightening to watch." A dark shadow emerged from the darkness, a polite smile plastered on his face. His voice was gentle, tinged with a hint of rebuke. "Look, you've probably been delayed by trivial matters like this along the way. You didn't even enter the door, insisting that I come pick you up."
Her eyes swept over the treasure bag hanging on Xuan Hui's waist.
"Did you bring Miss Mingyao here?"
Ignoring her question, Xuan Hui passed by her, took out a pill from his treasure bag, stuffed it into his mouth, and entered the layers of demonic fog.
"Tsk, you have quite a bad temper." The black shadow lowered his eyebrows and smiled, not caring about Xuan Hui's rudeness.
The main course has arrived, and it’s not impossible for the hero to show off a little.
**
Ten Mirrors
"Okay, stop scaring her." Mingyao glared at Xuanxiu unhappily.
Xuanxiu was ridiculed, but he just squinted his eyes and smiled obediently, and didn't say anything else.
Without his interference, Mingyao quickly calmed the young monk down. Although the young monk didn't quite believe her words, he was finally cheered up a little.
"Three days have already passed in the seven days. You can't return to your physical body to retrieve the red string. You should have told me earlier." The young monk muttered, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "This makes things a bit difficult."
"Is there no other way to get him out?" Mingyao was also a little anxious. She didn't know where Xuanhui was going to take her, but it would definitely not be a good place.
Now she is thinking about taking Xuanxiu out and saving her life.
"I can't help you. You are not husband and wife, nor are you related. You have no connection at all. The red string, stained with the power of the Immortal Temple, could have been a substitute, but you can't get it. This is very troublesome, unless you can forge a new connection recognized by the Ten Mirrors."
Mingyao bit her lip. Now that things had come to this, she could no longer hide it.
She and Xuanxiu do have a connection.
She is his destined one.
Mingyao glanced at Xuanxiu's face: "Actually, it's not that there are no other connections..."
I originally wanted to just tell the little monk everything and let her make the decision.
But Xuanxiu abruptly interrupted: "Ayao, I can feel the connection between us, but it's not enough." He narrowed his eyes and spoke the important words, but his tone was calm. "We tried it the first time before, didn't we?"
After he reminded her, Mingyao remembered that she had indeed held his hand before and tried to go out, but was stopped.
Could it be because she has left her physical body?
This is a difficult situation.
No wonder Xuan Hui dared to put her together with the ten mirrors.
Mingyao frowned unconsciously.
Seeing his serious look, Xuanxiu's heart softened and a smile flashed in his eyes. The inner demon silently entangled his mind and a crazy idea suddenly arose in his mind.
"Yes, yes, I love you so much."
In front of a stick of incense.
Just as Mingyao said this, the spiritual consciousness that had previously remained in Jiali's body returned to its place, smoothing out the memory that was confused by the collapse of the ten mirrors.
As soon as his memory returned, he heard her "feelings". He felt attached to her for a moment, and used the excuse of amnesia to want to hear more nice words.
Perhaps it was God's blessing that finally, by chance, he heard better news from her.
She wants to kill Xuan Hui.
Even though her tone seemed to be coaxing him, she really wanted to kill Xuan Hui.
He used words to hide the darkness in his eyes.
When she left the Ten Mirrors, her soul and body were clearly united. Now that her soul has left her body and she is no longer attached to Xuan Hui, she must have seen with her own eyes that the person who harmed her is closely related to Xuan Hui.
Xuan Hui had colluded with the rebel immortals to attack her. He had guessed this when the ten mirrors collapsed earlier, so it wasn't surprising. His spiritual sense brought back news of Chao Qulai.
He was originally just worried about how to tell her.
Now that it happened by accident, it’s okay for Ayao to find out himself.
But her current situation is critical.
Xuan Hui and Pan Xian designed to trap him in ten mirrors, and their purpose was obvious.
This situation is indeed difficult.
Even though he and A Yao have a connection through the Destiny Man, A Yao's physical body cannot enter now, and the connection with the Destiny Man has weakened, making it difficult to take him out.
The ten mirrors are originally immortal artifacts. If you try to break them open by force, it will take time, at least half a month, and at most a month.
If we calculate based on this length of time, there is no way we can save A Yao.
But there are other ways.
Hundreds of years ago, before the Man of Destiny appeared in the world, he was sealed in the ghost town. His immortal power and immortal body were inseparable, and he could neither choose nor refuse.
But now that his immortal power has been drawn away by Ayao, a crack has appeared between his immortal power and his immortal body, giving him room for flexible choices.
If you want to get out of the Ten Mirrors, unless you are a demon, you must leave something behind.
There are many conditions he can offer, such as giving up... the right to be resurrected. He can come back to life by relying on the immortal power belonging to A Yao. In the past, he could not refuse the immortal power to repair him, but now that the immortal power has found its true master, it gives him the right to choose.
He could make a partial cut, sacrifice it to the ten mirrors, and give up resurrection.
In this way, all difficulties can be easily solved.
The corners of his lips curled up into a smile, ready to make a move.
A Yao once asked him why he returned the immortal power to him so readily. He just smiled and said that it was because the immortal power originally belonged to A Yao.
The inner demon lurking in his soul sneered, mocking his insincerity and pretense.
He did not fight back against the inner demon's mockery because he was not wrong.
He simply let go in order to plot against Ayao.
Ayao seems to be soft-hearted and easy to talk to, and can compromise on anything, but she is particularly insistent on one thing: she wants to go home.
If she wanted to go home, she would have to give up everything here, including him.
His love was insignificant to her. Even if she felt a little pity for him, it was not enough to outweigh the heavy pressure of going home.
So, he has to increase his chips.
He wanted her pity for him to turn into guilt, into indebtedness, into a debt that she felt she could not repay.
He has evil intentions and appears to be magnanimous, but in fact he is petty and calculating, and is despicable.
Now, his chance to increase his stakes has come again, how can he miss it?
He lowered his eyes slightly.
Just as he was about to speak——
"Why don't we get married first? I've already divorced that person, so marrying you shouldn't be considered bigamy. Although we can't use a blood oath to seal the deal, even ghosts and humans can marry. We two living people have other ways to replace it, right?"
She blinked lightly, not realizing that she had said anything out of the ordinary.
Xuanxiu's heart trembled again and again.
The greed in his heart was fed, and he sighed in satisfaction, staring at the person in front of him with extreme greed.
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