Chapter 44: Rewarded “Isn’t Master here?”…
Seeing Dali's expression, Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "Have you figured out anything?"
Dali regained his composure and hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, no. It was my fault. Thank you so much, Immortal Friend and Master, for saving my life."
Yun Wanzhou stood aside without saying a word, his expression cold and his whole body exuding an aura that kept people at a distance, as if everything had nothing to do with him and he didn't care.
Only Xie Wuyang dared to stand beside him like this.
Dali smiled at the two of them, touched the back of his neck, and stepped back.
Even Ji Yao, who was eager to try, was hesitant to get close.
The demon beast's demon pill was shattered by Suixue's sword, and the spiritual power in its body gradually dissipated and turned into tiny spots of light.
This monster absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, which led to its huge size. Now that the spiritual energy has dissipated, its body is gradually shrinking.
At first, it was just an unnoticeable movement, but then it gradually became smaller and became visible to the naked eye.
When Xie Wuyang turned around to look, the monster had shrunk to the size of a palm, its snow-white fur blending into the snow, its nose twitching and making a humming sound.
It no longer poses any threat.
Ji Yao looked at him hesitantly, and after a long hesitation, he finally opened his mouth, "My friend, what exactly is the purpose of you and Elder Jiyuan coming to the Snow Mountain?"
Xie Wuyang half-jokingly asked, "Why do you think I came to the Snow Mountain, Mr. Ji?"
The environment of Luohua Snow Mountain is harsh, and no one would come here for no reason.
There are many natural treasures here, and many cultivators come here one after another. The most valuable one among them is the iceberg snow lotus on the top of the snow mountain.
Ji Yao pursed her lips and vaguely guessed the purpose of Xie Wuyang's visit.
Ji Yao and Dali and his group came here originally for the snow lotus. Even after hearing that there were monsters lurking in Luohua Snow Mountain and cooperating with several cultivators, they still had no other way to deal with the monsters.
It was not until Yun Wanzhou appeared and defeated the monster with one move that Ji Yao realized that the strength of him and the group of people behind him was far from enough to obtain the Iceberg Snow Lotus.
Although the monster has been eliminated, Ji Yao knows that he and his group have no chance of winning if the opponent is Yun Wanzhou.
Ji Yao was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and looked at Dali who was standing beside him. "Brother Dali, what do you think?"
Although he didn't point it out, Dali knew it in his heart.
Ji Yao simply wanted them to make a choice between giving up directly and struggling a little more before giving up.
Dali thought deeply for a moment, then suddenly turned around and said, "Let's continue to the top of Luohua Snow Mountain with me."
After saying that, Dali turned around again, looked at Ji Yao, and then his eyes fell on Xie Wuyang, "I never admit defeat. Who will win and who will lose, we still need to compete."
At this moment, they had at most passed the foot of the mountain and were still a long way from the peak of the snow-capped mountain.
More than half of the talismans on Xie Wuyang's waist had been used up, and he was reluctant to use Wei Sheng's two cold-resistant talismans. His cheeks turned red from the cold, and his shoulders shook subconsciously.
Yun Wanzhou glanced at him sideways, and suddenly raised his hand. A white light circled around Xie Wuyang's body, turning into a faint screen that protected him.
The whistling sound of the wind seemed to be cut off in an instant, leaving only a slight whimpering sound.
Xie Wuyang's shoulders relaxed, and he raised his head with a dazed look in his eyes.
Xie Wuyang wandered the streets when he was young, and he only had one piece of clothing for spring, summer, autumn and winter.
During the first snow of his first year, he was still unaccustomed to it and nearly froze to death on the street, but managed to hold on with his last breath. This experience was still fresh in Xie Wuyang's memory, and he loathed it to the extreme, even after becoming the Demon Lord.
Xie Wuyang has always been used to holding on and doesn't like to show weakness in front of outsiders, let alone when facing his mortal enemy in the previous life, the person who killed him with a sword.
"Thank you, Master." Looking at the youthful face in Yun Wanzhou's eyes, Xie Wuyang lowered his eyes, hiding all his emotions.
But now, since he and Yun Wanzhou had this false master-disciple relationship, even if he didn't take the initiative to speak, Yun Wanzhou would be able to find out at the first moment.
Compared to the person who had been at odds with him in his previous life, he seemed even more unfamiliar.
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The two groups have the same goal and have become rivals, so it is naturally impossible for them to travel together.
After parting ways with Ji Yao and his group, Xie Wuyang braved the blizzard overhead and walked with Yun Wanzhou in the snow with difficulty.
Wherever they went, they left behind four rows of footprints of varying depths, which were soon covered by the blizzard, as if no one had ever passed by.
It was a deserted place, and even if the two of them were buried here, no one would notice.
Xie Wuyang frowned, and suddenly his clothes were caught by something. He pulled hard for a long time but couldn't pull it off, so he could only turn around to look.
The moment he saw the situation at the end of the robe, Xie Wuyang paused and froze in place for an instant.
A monster the size of a palm was biting Xie Wuyang's clothes and trying to drag him back.
This thing has two furry ears on its head and a trembling tail behind it, like a little white ball of fur.
As if noticing that the force pulling on him had slightly decreased, the little white ball paused, and its pair of blood-red animal eyes met Xie Wuyang's gaze.
Xie Wuyang was very familiar with this beast's pupil. Wasn't it the monster whose demon pill was shattered by Yun Wanzhou?
"Master..." Xie Wuyang choked in his throat, "Why did this thing follow me?"
As soon as Xie Wuyang stopped walking, Yun Wanzhou also stayed where he was. He turned around when he heard Xie Wuyang's words. His eyes lingered on Xie Wuyang's face for a moment before suddenly landing on the white ball. "This demon beast's spiritual power has dissipated, and it has returned to the state of being born in the world."
"Master, what you mean is that this monster has lost its memory of attacking cultivators and has become a juvenile?"
"That's right." Yun Wanzhou nodded.
"Then it follows me..." In a flash, Xie Wuyang suddenly thought of a possibility.
Monsters are spiritual and usually trust the first person they see when they open their eyes. Some cultivators will even capture pregnant monsters and wait for the cubs to be born, so that the monsters can recognize their masters and become their spiritual pets.
Unlike purebred spirit pets, this kind of half-bred monster beast is wild and difficult to tame, but it is more aggressive and much stronger than ordinary spirit beasts.
So this thing recognized him as its master?
Xie Wuyang frowned, bent down, grabbed the little white ball by the scruff of the neck, and lifted it up, shaking it. "You followed me, do you want to be chopped down by my master?"
The monster didn't know whether it understood or not, but it moved its ears.
Xie Wuyang was in a hurry to find the iceberg snow lotus and had no time to waste with this thing. He flicked its head lightly, raised his hand and threw the white ball into the snow.
The snow was so thick that I sank into it before I could even roll over, leaving a knee-deep pit.
After dealing with this little thing, Xie Wuyang turned around and clapped his hands towards Yun Wanzhou, "Master, let's go."
What Xie Wuyang didn't expect was that Yun Wanzhou didn't show any intention of moving for a long time after he finished speaking. He just stood there, pursed his lips and stared at him.
Xie Wuyang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he pulled the corner of his lip stiffly and asked, "But what happened?"
Yun Wanzhou glanced to the side: "What use do you have for that Iceberg Snow Lotus?"
Although Xie Wuyang did not state the purpose of his visit to Luohua Snow Mountain, Yun Wanzhou vaguely guessed something from his conversation with Ji Yao.
Although there are many spiritual creatures in this snow mountain, it is not enough for Xie Wuyang to take such a big risk to come here. The only one left is the Iceberg Snow Lotus.
Yun Wanzhou pursed his lips and said, "You want the Iceberg Snow Lotus from Luohua Snow Mountain, but do you want to increase your spiritual power?"
The prescription given by Elder Wushuang stated that Iceberg Snow Lotus was one of the ingredients. Although it was indeed helpful in improving one's cultivation, Xie Wuyang's ultimate goal was to rebuild his foundation, so he must never let Yun Wanzhou know about the existence of this prescription.
Xie Wuyang raised his head, met Yun Wanzhou's eyes, and smiled, "Yes. I promised Master that I would get a place in the Wax Apple Competition."
There seemed to be a moment of daze in Yun Wanzhou's eyes, which disappeared in a flash, so quickly that Xie Wuyang almost thought it was an illusion.
"There's spiritual energy surrounding the Iceberg Snow Lotus, and it's really hard to pick anything below the Golden Core level..."
"Isn't Master here?" Xie Wuyang said casually.
Yun Wanzhou paused, his expression froze for a moment, "What did you say?"
Xie Wuyang didn't notice Yun Wanzhou's abnormality, thinking that Yun Wanzhou didn't hear him clearly. "Although I'm at the Foundation Establishment stage, my master has already reached the Mahayana stage. Could he be afraid of the spiritual power of the Iceberg Snow Lotus?"
Xie Wuyang originally thought that Yun Wanzhou would at least nod or reply with an "hmm", but he never expected that the other party would just be silent for a moment and then turn around.
The snowstorm showed no sign of stopping, and Yun Wanzhou was wearing thin clothes, and he looked a little thin.
Only when Yun Wanzhou's figure almost merged with the snow-capped mountains did Xie Wuyang quickly follow.
"Master, do you want to go with me to look for the Iceberg Snow Lotus?"
Yun Wanzhou nodded: "Yeah."
Xie Wuyang stopped talking abruptly, and looked at Yun Wanzhou with a slightly startled look.
The top of the snow mountain is so dangerous, why did Yun Wanzhou go with him?
Xie Wuyang looked at Yun Wanzhou inconspicuously, trying to get the answer from his expression.
Those eyes were still as calm as ever, looking calmly at Xie Wuyang.
Somehow, Xie Wuyang felt an intuition in his heart -
Yun Wanzhou said: Because you are my disciple.
Although silent, the emotion within was easy to understand. Xie Wuyang seemed to be burned and hastily looked away. "Disciple thanks Master very much. In this wax apple competition, disciple will definitely live up to Master's high expectations and make the top 300."
Any master would feel relieved to hear his disciple's words, but Yun Wanzhou suddenly stopped.
Xie Wuyang turned around in shock.
Yun Wanzhou's words were filled with consolation. "Don't worry about your ranking in the competition. Don't force it. I'll talk to the Sect Master."
"Master, do you mean... that regardless of whether I get a place in the competition or not, I won't be punished?"
Yun Wanzhou nodded, "Yeah."
Xie Wuyang curled his fingertips, and a complicated feeling arose in his heart for no reason.
It seems like envy.
The immortal sect and the demon clan have had a long-standing grudge against each other. Therefore, when Xie Wuyang first became the Demon Lord, he was pushed to the opposite side of all living beings by the prejudice of the hundreds of immortal sects against the demon clan.
Xie Wuyang had no choice but to make a decision.
Xie Wuyang must make the people in the cultivation world fearful enough and intimidate the people in the immortal sect, so as to ensure the temporary stability of the demon clan and let the people of the demon clan live and work in peace. The only way to start all this is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey and use one person to scare the world.
Xie Wuyang killed the first person - a traitor from the demon clan.
Then there was the second, the third...
On the day when his wish came true, Xie Wuyang stood at the top of the cultivation world. When he looked back, he found that there was no one behind him. Except for the huge palace and the empty Saint Burial Tomb, he was the only one left.
The people from the Immortal Sect trembled when they saw him, and so did the people from the Demon Clan.
But the original body is different. He has something that Xie Wuyang never has.
Even if the evidence is conclusive and the magic weapon is identified, Yun Wanzhou, such an upright and selfless person, can stand on his side without hesitation.
Xie Wuyang lowered his eyes, hiding the complex emotions in them, "Disciple knows, and I will do what I can."
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