Chapter 332
Bai Yu trembled uncontrollably upon hearing this question.
He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to greet Ling Wu: "You came here just to torture me, didn't you? Then hurry up!"
But this only made Ling Wu even more eager to know what he was hiding behind him.
After all, Bai Yu was always very resentful whenever he saw her, and he would only soften up if she shattered his spiritual root every time.
Now it's like this...
Ling Wu deliberately tested him: "You little brat, you killed someone."
"I..." Bai Yu froze, instinctively retorting, "I didn't!"
He lowered his head, not daring to meet Ling Wu's gaze.
In the past, Bai Yu wished he could remember every move of the man in black robes so that he could take revenge later, but now he was acting strangely in every way.
“You not only killed someone, but you also killed your own fellow disciple,” Ling Wu said again, her tone still indifferent.
Having been exposed, Bai Yu no longer concealed anything. He looked up as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes bloodshot.
He spoke in a mocking tone, "Yes, I killed him. But if I hadn't killed him, he would have killed me. So what was wrong with me killing him?"
He argued his case logically, but as soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robes chuckled lightly, his tone casual: "What does it have to do with me that you killed your fellow disciples?"
Bai Yu paused, his self-righteousness vanished, and he slowly lowered his head.
What came into view was the disciple's robe he had taken off; the robe was too big and too long.
He recalled the origin of the garment and remained silent for a long time.
At that time, he had just transformed into a cultivator with four spiritual roots and reached a bottleneck in his cultivation. The demonic soul said that he needed to make a sacrifice, so he prepared to go out and find a demonic beast to sacrifice in order to break through.
Just as he was about to offer the sacrifice, he discovered a new exorcising herb. However, as he was overjoyed and picked it, the man saw him.
The other person was more powerful than him and had followed him all the way here, intending to steal the Spirit-Dispelling Grass.
Ha, how could he possibly give up the spirit-removing herb that could transform him into a three-spiritual-root? So he started fighting with that person.
During the fight, he inadvertently revealed his secret as a demonic cultivator.
But to everyone's surprise, the person recognized him, and his tone was filled with disbelief: "The person beside the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable is actually a demonic cultivator!"
Bai Yu felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about those words, so the moment that person uttered them, he obeyed the demon's guidance without hesitation and sacrificed him.
His clothes were torn during the fight, so he took off the other man's disciple's robe and put it on.
He vividly remembered the feeling of warm, wet blood spraying all over his face when the dagger slashed the man's neck.
At that moment, he knew that there was no turning back.
But the cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world. That person wanted to take his treasure but was killed instead, so he deserved it!
Ling Wu seemed to have seen through his thoughts.
"You're making excuses for yourself," Ling Wu scoffed.
Bai Yu retorted, his jade-like face filled with both fierceness and innocence: "I didn't!"
"Nothing?" As soon as she finished speaking, the dark sword parted Bai Yu, leaving a path for Ling Wu to see the man's miserable state.
The man was naked, his skin was grayish-white and bloodless, his tendons in his hands and feet had been severed, his body was covered in scars, and even his mouth and nose had been cut off.
His body was covered in wounds, but there was not a drop of blood beneath him.
"A sacrifice." The androgynous voice shattered all of Bai Yu's excuses.
“By cultivating demonic arts, you will inevitably embark on the path of sacrifice, yet you still pretend to be innocent, showing a hypocrite.” Ling Wu’s voice slowly approached.
The words hit the nail on the head so hard that Bai Yu couldn't refute them; he could only clench his fingers and grit his teeth.
His helplessness was not noticed by Ling Wu. She chuckled and said sarcastically, "A hypocrite beneath the surface."
In his previous two lives, he destroyed the entire Tianyi Sect when he ascended to immortality. At that time, he said that to cut the weeds, one must eradicate them completely. This was probably more for the purpose of sacrifice.
Bai Yu, emboldened by who-knows-where, sneered and retorted, "And how are you any better than me? You don't even dare to show your true face!"
The fear of killing for the first time had long since faded, and now, thanks to the black-robed man's insightful words, it had completely dissipated.
He could clearly sense that something was wrong with his mindset, yet he also felt that this was simply who he was.
He doesn't care about human life; if someone tries to stop him, he'll make that person die.
Except for one person.
That person was his salvation. Even if it cost him everything, he would not let the Immortal Venerable see the slightest bit of his wretchedness.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lingwu moved closer to him, but this time the long sword did not follow.
Seeing this, Bai Yu hardened his heart and gripped the dagger he had been holding behind his back tightly.
His blood was boiling, and violent impulses were surging within him. At this moment, he was like a desperate fugitive standing on the edge of a cliff.
It's either her or him who dies!
The man in black robes gradually approached him.
One step, two steps.
It's getting closer...
It's getting closer...
His slender neck almost filled his entire pupils.
He could hear his heart pounding and the bulge in his wrist as blood flowed through it.
In this tense and eerie atmosphere, any sound could make him completely lose his mind.
But she asked, "Do you really want to see my face?"
This made him forget all the plans.
It was still an androgynous voice, but this time it sounded strangely gentle when it reached Bai Yu's ears.
Ling Wu already knew about the dagger hidden behind him.
He could even clearly see the nervous expression on the boy's face. He was momentarily stunned by these words, and the murderous intent hidden deep in his eyes was gradually shaken by his hesitation.
Bai Yu loosened his grip on the dagger.
He stared intently at the gilded mask, and for a moment it seemed as if he could see through the mask into those utterly indifferent eyes.
He looks somewhat familiar, but where have I seen him before?
Do you want to see it?
"I..." Bai Yu changed the subject, "If I say I want to see it, will you let me see it?"
Ling Wu did not back down upon hearing this, but nodded. "Little brat, I always keep my word. For example... if I say I'll shatter your spiritual root, then it will shatter."
Bai Yu gritted his teeth, feeling insulted by "her" use of the word "for example," and reached out to touch the mask.
The gilded mask has a mysterious texture and feels cool to the touch.
Bai Yu swallowed hard, his fingertips gripping the bottom of the mask, his fingertips pressing against it, but he still didn't lift it.
An inexplicable surge of excitement welled up inside me, but in the end, he stopped me.
Will I die if I watch this?
She didn't tell him this.
Bai Yu thought about it a hundred times, but in the end he closed his eyes and used his strength to prepare to lift it up!
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