Chapter 96: Resurrection
Ever since Tang Xiaoyun jumped off a cliff and died while holding Dan Tai Yin in his arms, Xue Xian was bound by the same fate Gu as Dan Tai Yin, so naturally he would not survive when Dan Tai Yin died.
Tang Xiaoyun's sacrifice eliminated the two demons who were harming the people. When the Nine Sects learned about this, they were heartbroken and announced that they would become the same righteous sects as the Demon Sect from now on.
And with Mu Qianheng as the leader, the heads of the nine sects all respect Tan Tai Lie as the leader of the martial arts world. The entire martial arts world now obeys Tan Tai Lie's orders.
However……
"Where's the leader?"
Baichuan didn't find anyone in Tan Tai Lie's bedroom, so he went to the side hall to ask Shan Ying who was busy packing up Tang Xiaoyun's belongings.
Shanying paused, sighed, and his eyes were filled with heartache: "Where else can he go? I guess he went to the foot of Fenghuoya to look for someone again."
Baichuan stood at the door, his eyes scanning the layout of the room one by one. Every place had traces of Tang Xiaoyun's life, as if he was still happy in front of him.
"It's been three months..." Bai Chuan's face was filled with sorrow, his voice trembling slightly. "Now that the martial arts world is being reset, we need the leader to take charge. He's been immersed in grief all this time. What can we do?"
Even though he felt very uncomfortable, the living had to go on living.
Thinking of this, he turned around and said, "I'll go find the leader."
Baichuan came to the edge of the beacon fire. The biting mountain wind tore at his clothes, as if it wanted to drag him into the bottomless abyss.
The cliff was shrouded in clouds and mist, like a huge mouth that swallowed everything, and had already swallowed up the crumbling figure without a trace.
"Alliance leader, it's time to go back..."
He walked slowly to Tan Tai Lie, who was kneeling at the edge of the cliff, muttering to himself with his head down, and heard him muttering to himself like a madman.
"How could it be missing... I must have looked in the wrong place, yes, that's right..."
Baichuan felt a pain in his heart when he saw him like this, but he was more angry.
"He's dead, dead! Even his body can't be found. Alliance leader, can you please wake up?!"
Bai Chuan's words were like a sharp blade, piercing into Tan Tai Lie's heart.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, like a beast forced into a desperate situation, angry and desperate.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Tan Tai Lie stood up suddenly, his movements were stiff from kneeling for too long, and Bai Chuan hurriedly reached out to support him.
The next second, Tan Tai Lie grabbed his collar with such force that he almost lifted him up.
"Shut up! He's not dead, he won't die!!" His voice was hoarse, like the growl of a wild beast that had been dry in the desert for a long time.
Bai Chuan was shocked by the madness in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, "Alliance Leader, you've been searching for three months. If he were alive, how could you not find him? I'm afraid he would have already..."
“Bang!”
A loud slap landed heavily on Baichuan's face, with such force that blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
However, Tan Tai Lie's hands were shaking, and his knuckles were white. This slap was not only a slap on Bai Chuan's face, but also a hard slap on his own unwillingness to accept the fact.
"Don't say that... You are not allowed to curse him..."
Tan Tai Lie's voice suddenly lowered, and there was a hint of trembling sobs in it.
He let go of Baichuan and staggered back a few steps, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away, and he looked extremely decadent.
He walked slowly towards the Demonic Sect. Bai Chuan's words were like ice-cold water that chilled him to the bone, chilling him from head to toe.
For the past three months, he went to the foot of the beacon fire cliff to look for people at dawn, and returned only when it was dark and the road could no longer be seen. He did this every day, but found nothing.
He just didn't want to accept the fact that Tang Xiaoyun had really left him, so he tortured himself like this every day.
Now Baichuan's words have shattered the last bit of hope in his heart. How will he live in the future?
At this moment, Tan Tai Lie was like a walking corpse, lifeless.
Baichuan was filled with grief and indignation when he saw the powerful man who once dominated the martial arts world fall into such a state.
"Why……"
After that day, Tan Tai Lie never went to Fenghuoya to look for anyone again. Bai Chuan and the other elders thought that he had let it go, but they didn't know that he locked himself in the side hall all day, holding the clothes that Tang Xiaoyun had worn before, and never went out.
He is not responsible for any affairs of the sect, big or small, and as the leader of the martial arts world, he has a heavy responsibility.
If it continues to be abandoned like this, it will be disastrous.
Helpless, Baichuan had to invite the leaders of Quanzhen Sect and Five Mountains Sword Sect to come to Tianmo Sect in the name of the alliance leader to discuss important matters.
Mu Qianheng and Yue Tianxiao hurried over, thinking that something big had happened in the martial arts world.
Mu Qianheng asked, "Elder Bai, why isn't the leader here?"
Hearing this, Baichuan shook his head and sighed, "Please follow me, both of you."
The two looked at each other, neither of them knowing what Baichuan meant.
Following Bai Chuan to the side hall, I heard Bai Chuan point to the room with the closed door and say, "The leader is inside, you guys go."
The two looked at each other, took a few steps forward, and through the half-covered window saw Tan Tai Lie lying on the bed with clothes in his arms.
Like a madman, he muttered to himself, "Why...why don't you even want to leave your body to me..."
The two were stunned by this scene. They had never seen Tan Tai Lie like this. This man who once looked down on everyone and was so arrogant, now looked like a child who had lost everything, collapsed beyond recognition.
It turned out that Tang Xiaoyun's departure was such a big blow to him.
He walked up to Bai Chuan and asked, "Elder Bai, how long has the leader been like this?"
"It's been over half a year now. Now that the martial arts world is being reset, many new forces are rising. The leader is still needed to manage the situation, but he continues to be so decadent... So I've invited you two to help me think of a way to cheer the leader up."
"this……"
Mu Qianheng and Yue Tianxiao looked at each other and frowned.
Seeing how troubled they were, Baichuan became anxious as well.
At this moment, Yue Tianxiao suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I heard that the Yan family has a son who also has the Nine Yang Meridians. If we find him..."
"Brother Yue, do you mean to let the kid from the Yan family replace Tang Xiaoyun to accompany the leader? Is this feasible?" Mu Qianheng was a little skeptical.
Yue Tianxiao, however, was unconcerned and said, "Love is the most superficial thing in this world. If the leader has a new lover, how can he remember the old one? It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. As long as that kid from the Yan family can please the leader, that's all that matters."
Hearing this, Baichuan frowned and thought. He knew that this method might be useful for others, but from what he had seen recently, Tan Tai Lie was deeply in love with Tang Xiaoyun, so this method would definitely not work.
But... he had no choice but to give it a try.
"Okay, let's do it this way. Brother Yue, please bring the person here."
"Okay, leave it to me."
Three days later, Yue Tianxiao brought the boy from the Yan family to the Demonic Sect.
Bai Chuan looked at the person in front of him and asked, "What's your name?"
"Yan Qian."
"Then do you know why we called you here?" Baichuan asked again.
"I know. I'll be the leader's concubine."
Hearing this, Bai Chuan nodded in satisfaction. Just looking at Yan Qian'an's appearance, he could tell that she was slightly better than Tang Xiaoyun. Tan Tai Lie should not refuse such a beauty.
"Ye Lan, take him to the side hall." Bai Chuan said.
"Yes...come with me."
Yan Qian nodded and followed Ye Lan to the side hall.
When they reached the entrance of the side hall, Ye Lan stopped and reminded them, "The leader is in a bad mood. Please bear with us. As long as you can make him happy, we will not treat you unfairly."
"…good…"
Yan Qian'an lowered his head. He was an unfavored bastard in his family. Being valued by the Demonic Cult was a blessing he had earned in his previous life.
"You go in." Ye Lan said.
Yan Qian nodded, opened the door and walked in. Before he even got close to the bed, he heard Tan Tai Lie's cold voice say, "Get out."
Yan Qianan was startled, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Alliance Master, I am here to serve you, let this slave..."
"Don't let me say it a second time, get out! Or you'll die!"
Yan Qian was so frightened that he trembled and had to turn around and leave.
But he always remembered what his father said when he left the family, telling him to gain a foothold in the Demonic Cult no matter what. If he was kicked out, the family would not recognize him as a bastard.
In other words, once he was driven out of the Demonic Cult, he would be a homeless and pitiful man.
Although Tan Tai Lie treated him badly, she thought that people's true character would be revealed over time, and one day Tan Tai Lie would accept him.
So for the next six months, he cooked different kinds of food for Tan Tai Lie almost every day and sent it to his room.
At first, Tan Tai Lie was very reluctant to let him get close to him and even drew his sword against him, but in the end he did not kill him.
Over time, Tan Tai Lie no longer paid attention to his every move, nor did she resist his approach, but she still refused to eat any food he made.
That day, he pushed the door open while Tan Tai Lie was taking a nap and found that the clothes he always held in his arms had fallen to the ground.
He bent down to pick it up, but found that the clothes were all stained with tears. His heart ached, and he walked out holding the clothes...
Tan Tai Lie had a dream that Tang Xiaoyun came back to find him. When he woke up, reality slapped him hard in the face.
He subconsciously reached out to touch it, but found nothing.
He sat up suddenly, and the clothes he always held in his arms were gone!
He stumbled to his feet and rushed out of the house, only to see Yan Qianan washing the clothes in the yard.
That old piece of clothing that was stained with Tang Xiaoyun's last breath, that piece of clothing that was his only remaining comfort that he could barely fall asleep by holding in his arms every night, was touched by Yan Qian'an without permission!
Tan Tai Lie's pupils suddenly contracted, and a violent murderous intent instantly swept through his body.
"Who allowed you to touch it?!"
He flashed in front of Yan Qian'an and grabbed his neck tightly. His voice was not like a human voice, but more like the roar of a beast on the verge of despair.
"Alliance leader, I..."
“You’re looking for death!!”
Without giving Yan Qianan a chance to explain, he threw Yan Qianan to the side, and his head hit the raised bluestone slab, causing it to bleed.
"Someone, throw him out!"
The disciples were trembling with fear, secretly blaming Yan Qianan for touching the former lady's belongings.
The two of them worked together to drag the unconscious Yan Qian'an away and placed him in a small wooden house far away from the side hall.
After an unknown number of days, the person on the bed finally opened his eyes. As soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain on his forehead.
"Master Yan, are you awake?" A maid leaned over and asked worriedly.
The person on the bed was stunned. He looked at the girl in front of him with red eyes: "Qingluo?"
"It's me, Master Yan. Does your head still hurt?"
"Master Yan? Are you calling me?"
Qingluo was stunned: "Is there anyone else here besides you?"
"No, it's me. You don't recognize me? No, I'm still alive. I clearly remember that Tan Taiyin and I jumped off a cliff and died..."
Qingluo stared at him mumbling to himself, reached out her hand to touch his forehead and asked, "Are you confused by the fever? Are you stupid?"
He slapped Qingluo's hand away in annoyance, then reacted and said, "Give me the mirror."
“…Oh, okay.” Qingluo handed him the mirror.
After he took the mirror and looked at it, he was stunned for a moment.
As he stroked that extremely familiar face, tears filled his eyes.
I, Tang Xiaoyun, am back!
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