Chapter 91 The Truth (Part 7) “Mingyao, you are so cruel to me.”…
"In front of a stick of incense"
"Ayao."
Beneath the Yaochi Lake, clouds and mist are swirling.
Xuanxiu mobilized his immortal power and reached the bottom of the cliff earlier than Mingyao, and caught her steadily.
But after waiting for a cup of tea, Mingyao still didn't wake up.
This made Xuanxiu feel a little uneasy.
His fingertips flickered, and he was about to mobilize his spiritual power to enter her body to check.
However, at this moment, an uninvited guest arrived.
"After a thousand years of not seeing you, you are finally back." Behind the clouds and mist, the fairy music was ethereal.
Xuanxiu looked towards the source of the sound.
What he saw with his naked eyes was nothing but a breath, formless and soulless. Xuanxiu paused for a moment and tried to figure out its origin. It turned out to be a remnant of immortal power, and... it came from the same source as himself.
Very weird.
Logically speaking, there wouldn't be a second such complete immortal power here.
The reason is simple: between heaven and earth, the path to ascension is extremely harsh, and those who ascend to become immortals can never return to the mortal world.
Even the reflection of the Yaochi Lake in the heaven here, before it was abandoned, had no immortals living there. Only some spiritual herbs and flowers with a faint breath of immortal power lived here.
But now, Yaochi has been completely abandoned and has become a place where anyone can set foot, and even the breath of immortal power has become weak.
The appearance of this complete immortal power became increasingly strange.
"It seems you still recognize me." Xianyin didn't seem to understand his doubts, and she continued to reminisce with Xuanxiu. "A thousand years ago, you and I came to the mortal world together. You were born in the womb of a woman in the fairy mountain, and I have been guarding the Yaochi Lake for a thousand years. I never thought we would meet again."
"Today you are returning with the destined person, but you must fulfill your duty, kill her, and then return to your position?"
Its words made Xuanxiu's eyes turn half an inch colder.
As if she could sense his emotional ups and downs, Xianyin was slightly surprised, and soon blurted out: "You don't want to kill her."
"You adore her."
The voice lingered in the empty clouds for a long time.
The words of the immortal voice were not questions, but it was very sure of the answers it came to.
"...After not seeing you for a thousand years, even you have become tainted by the vulgarity of this world. I am truly disappointed."
Xianyin kept chattering on and on.
Xuanxiu said nothing and did not respond. He had no recollection of anything Xianyin said.
Now that Ayao is still asleep, it would be better to keep silent as the more you say, the more mistakes you will make.
For a moment, the only sound in the place was the voice of the immortal voice.
Xuanxiu just lowered his eyes and secretly activated his immortal power to confirm Mingyao's current situation.
But almost in an instant, he was discovered by the fairy sound.
"It's useless. This place is controlled by my immortal power. Our immortal powers are mutually exclusive. Unless she actively seizes your immortal power, it cannot enter her body."
"Her mortal body cannot bear the pain of falling into the immortal world. She will be unconscious for some time."
"But why worry? If you don't seize the opportunity to kill her, the Destiny Person will sooner or later seize all of her immortal power and return to where she came from with it. There will be no loss, and she will never come back."
"This is the fate written for her by the heavens here. You can't change it."
"Now, why bother worrying about her life or death?"
When this matter was mentioned, Xuanxiu's long eyelashes moved slightly, just like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, so light that it was not noticeable, but it was still keenly captured by Xianyin.
It paused, puzzled, "Strange, you don't seem to want the Man of Destiny to go back."
"Then why not kill her? Cut off her head before the Destiny Man grows up, and she won't be able to leave."
…
Cut off the head.
The smell of blood rose from his throat. Just thinking about these four words with her was too much for him to bear.
Xuanxiu looked up and spoke the first words he had said since arriving here.
"I want her to stay alive."
Mingyao didn't wake up for a long time, and Xuanxiu was very upset. This immortal Yin who claimed to have been born with him was provocative with every word, and had worn out all his patience.
He really didn't want A Yao to leave him, but she also had to live.
"People with destiny cannot live." The immortal voice almost immediately refuted Xuanxiu's words, muttering to herself, "She cannot live in this world. If she lives in this world, it will ruin everything."
Xianyin repeated it several times in a mumbling voice.
Suddenly, as if it had thought of something, its breath suddenly moved closer, as if it was approaching Xuanxiu and Mingyao.
"Even if you like her."
"But the word love in this world is often entangled in blood and flesh, and it will last until death."
"Not to mention you and her."
"Now, she is about to leave you, why are you still holding on to her?"
"Isn't it good to strike first?"
"It's the worldly affairs that have softened your spine. If you can't move, I can come and help you."
There was a certain allure in Xianyin's tone—
"Or, if you want to keep her by your side without violating your oath, you can also erase her memory, break her limbs, and firmly control her immortal power in -" your own hands before she grows wings.
Before he finished speaking, the immortal power of the same origin turned into a wind blade, forcing the immortal voice that was speaking back.
Xuanxiu gently held the sleeping Mingyao in his arms.
"She won't abandon me."
"You, stay away from her."
Xuanxiu's voice was cold and deep, and the smile on his face had long since faded away.
The fairy sound seemed to be pretending to be stupid and didn't understand, and it kept hanging around him and talking endlessly.
"Why are you so angry? What I said was just a thought that came to your mind when you had a demon in your heart."
"Love, hate, greed, anger, and ignorance. In this life, you've been tainted by it all, and even become possessed by it."
"That's all."
The celestial voice sighed and leaned over to Xuanxiu's ear, as if it was a gift.
"Back when I was born, you were the one who protected me from disaster. Today, I will expend my cultivation to enlighten you."
Xianyin pushed aside the clouds and mist, and a ray of bright light sank into Mingyao's forehead. In an instant, she was about to wake up.
"This time, I still have the strength to send her home, but it will only last for a cup of tea. You can use your immortal power to connect with her and send her a message."
"During this cup of tea, you can take a gamble and see if you can make her come back."
"Then you will know how ridiculous your wishful thinking is."
"Perhaps you will change your mind."
**
I will never change my mind.
Ming Yao stared at the cufflinks in her hand, which she had accidentally pulled off the sleeve of Ms. Ming's shirt just now.
Now that he was back in Yaochi, Mingyao was still sobbing and hadn't recovered yet. He just stared blankly at the cufflinks.
"Well? Do you believe what I say?"
The ethereal fairy sound reached my ears.
Mingyao nodded. Even if it was an illusion, she couldn't do anything about it. It was too real.
Moreover, comparing the two, this thing with only sound and no shape is much more reliable than the small light ball that can only paint a rosy picture for it.
However, Mingyao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and regained his strength: "Since you have the strength to send me back, why did you bring me back?"
As if she hadn't expected Mingyao to have time to dwell on this, the immortal voice was choked by Mingyao's words. After a long pause, she replied, "My immortal power is running out. I can only send you back for a while."
"If you want to go back, you have to rely on yourself."
It’s not that easy after all. Mingyao sighed and recalled the two choices given by the fairy voice just now.
There is nothing to hesitate about. If you refine nine parts of the immortal power and stay in the formation for nine days without using the immortal power, you can leave Xuanxiu with a chance of survival.
This deal is really a good deal.
Mingyao looked up.
Xuanxiu had woken up at some point.
He lowered his eyes and met hers. Perhaps he was angry again, as he stared at her intently, refusing to look away. There seemed to be tiny shards of ice in his eyes.
Mingyao's heart moved, and she sensed something was wrong. She had a vague idea in her mind, but it came too suddenly, and she couldn't explain it clearly for a while. She organized her words while answering Xianyin's words.
"I choose the latter. How do I refine it?"
I thought it would be quite complicated.
But after listening to the fairy voice's oral explanation, Mingyao felt that everything was going so smoothly that it seemed a little unsettling.
She didn't even need to refine the immortal power herself. She just needed to communicate with Xuanxiu's spiritual consciousness, and Xuanxiu would do it for her, extracting the most core part of the original nine-point immortal power essence and giving it to her.
Xianyin was kind enough to build a temporary hut for them.
The two of them went in one after the other.
Spiritual consciousness connected.
A dark blue and empty place.
Mingyao was inexplicably nervous: "Shall we...start...now?"
Very quiet.
Xuanxiu was half hidden in the darkness. "...Ayao said she wouldn't abandon me. Is she going to break her promise again?"
Hearing his question, Mingyao's nervousness eased strangely.
She knew that Xuanxiu would not ask nothing.
Pursing his lips, Mingyao tried hard to see Xuanxiu's expression clearly. The words in his mind circled around for a few times. He found several entry points, but still felt that they were not appropriate. So Mingyao decided to start from the beginning.
"Miao Miao, actually, until now, I am still a little scared."
The words were spoken abruptly, and the place was exceptionally quiet; she could almost hear Xuanxiu's disordered breathing.
She forced a smile, trying to ease the somewhat tense atmosphere, and continued speaking with a stiff upper lip: "I'm afraid you won't let me go."
After she finished speaking, she didn't know if it was Mingyao's illusion, but she always felt that the light on Xuanxiu's side was a little dimmer.
She tried her best to speak lightly: "This is also the reason why I didn't dare to tell you that I was going home."
"I've been wondering for a while now, if I were to use some trickery and really try to avoid you and leave this world, and you found out, would you resort to destroying the world and bringing me back?"
"I've had a lot of dreams like this, and many times I woke up in a sweat because I really, really hated this world. I hated the monsters that popped up everywhere, I hated the life I couldn't choose, and I hated not being able to see my family and friends, and the future I didn't want... I hated it so much that if I left, I would never want to come back."
“…” On the other side, Xuanxiu, who had been silent all this time, turned pale.
Mingyao stepped forward and grabbed his hand.
"I'm saying this just to tell you that I'm leaving. I don't want to abandon you, I just want to leave this world that I hate."
"You and this world are completely different in my heart."
A gleam flashed in Mingyao's eyes. She grabbed Xuanxiu's hand, moved closer to him, squinted her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and looked at his expression carefully.
Sure enough, Immortal Lord Miaomiao's face now looked terribly ugly, and the mark of the inner demon on his forehead began to appear again.
"...What's the difference?" Xuanxiu's voice was a little hoarse, and the despair in his heart was like a tide that overwhelmed him.
He was born in this world that she hated.
Like some kind of original sin.
He can't get rid of it, can't change it.
He lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze: "Perhaps you are right. If you leave, I will probably really go crazy. If destroying this place can bring you back, I will do it, Ayao."
"You won't." Mingyao held his face in her hands and kissed his cold lips. "You won't. You can't bear to do that."
He couldn't bear to see her sad.
Both of them knew what was left unsaid.
Staring at Mingyao's eyes, Xuanxiu's eyes gradually turned red, and the anger in his heart was hard to conceal. He stroked Mingyao's bright red lips with his fingertips and lowered his head to kiss him.
It was completely different from the previous kiss.
With some kind of fierce release, the entanglement of lips and tongues was accompanied by a hint of blood. Until Mingyao could not breathe anymore and fell limp in his arms, he did not stop, but kissed and pecked at her, plundering Mingyao's breath.
a long time.
In the darkness, he wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sighed softly, with a calm despair that seemed to have settled.
"Mingyao, you are so cruel to me."
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