Chapter 45 Chapter 45 "We, the Southern Territory Snake Sect, wish to pursue the immortal...
Yao Ning looked at Shejiang.
The woman had large, black eyes, clear and beautiful eyebrows, and her gaze was calm and peaceful, like still water running deep, yet containing countless turbulent undercurrents.
The snake felt its scalp tingling in just a few breaths under such a gaze.
He exhaled slowly, trying his best to resist the urge to avert his gaze.
Yao Ning just looked at him quietly.
Shejiang knew that if his guess was correct, telling the other party so suddenly would be courting death.
Yao Ning's cultivation was far superior to his, so she could kill him silently, and from then on, no one else would know the secret.
But he's betting on another path.
"Fairy." Shejiang took a deep breath. "We, the Southern Territory Snake Sect, are willing to pursue you and join us in this great cause."
The words were powerful, and Shejiang was nervously waiting for Yao Ning's reaction.
Yao Ning's eyes remained calm, and she said nothing, as if her mask had suddenly been taken off, and she was looking at the daring rat with her other still hidden face.
Snake's palms were sweating.
Practicing together with the snake, their spirits gradually became similar. Snakes are cold-blooded animals, but he felt the long-lost fear and uneasiness.
After a long while, Yao Ning asked, "Oh? Why?"
Why are you willing to follow her?
Shejiang knew that this question was very important. His life or death today, and the future rise and fall of the Southern Territory Snake Cave, would all depend on this answer.
He didn't dare lie and said truthfully, "Everyone in the Nine Continents knows that Immortal Master Shen has extraordinary cultivation and Fairy Chu has unparalleled talent. The two are known as the Twin Heroes of Xuanqing, but I feel that neither of them is as good as the fairies."
He carefully observed Yao Ning's expression and continued, "The Southern Territory Snake Cave is located in a remote corner. In order to prosper, it is necessary to choose the most powerful allies."
Yao Ning's expression remained calm. She Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "To show my sincerity, Fairy, please designate one person on the boat. I will bring his head to offer as a sacrifice tonight."
This is a token of allegiance.
In the silence, there was a sudden sound of water splashing all around, and soon the face became cold and wet.
Yao Ning looked up.
The sky was surrounded by dark clouds, and countless raindrops fell to the earth.
The Xunfeng Seal was erected at some point, and a transparent barrier enveloped the entire immortal boat. The light flowed, and it seemed different from the past.
She shook her head and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not that person. You've taken the wrong path."
Feeling sleepy, she didn't want to say anything more. She went back to the cabin and quickly fell asleep.
The sound of rain grew louder, soaking Shejiang's head and face. His back felt cold and he was filled with fear and confusion.
From a distance, the man was motionless, as if in a trance in the rain.
The immortal boat swayed for a while and then entered the demon world in the heavy rain.
It is also raining in the demon world.
The entrance closed silently behind the boat, and after a flash of light, it seemed as if it had never existed.
Near the entrance is a small village built on the water, with pavilions, waterside terraces, winding corridors, bluestone roads on the shore, and houses with white walls and black tiles set against the backdrop of swaying green bamboo forests, making people feel as if they are in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.
Everyone got off the boat.
This trip to the Demon Realm was led by the most experienced Shang Linran. He led everyone onto the stone road, followed the opening of the wind seal barrier, and guided them to the location of the Demon Lord.
Surprisingly, not far.
Everyone followed and walked forward solemnly.
Some local villagers passed by them and just glanced at them, not curious about these outsiders.
Yao Ning noticed that the villagers looked listless, and some even had faint dark circles under their eyes.
Maybe it’s the end of spring and it’s raining, which makes people feel sleepy for no reason. It’s time to close the door and sleep listening to the rain.
Everyone was wary of these villagers, but the villagers didn't care about them at all.
Yao Ning walked in the middle of the team. Wang Mianzhi and the female cultivators from the Tianshu Sect originally followed behind Shang Lin, but slowly moved to the middle, flanking Yao Ning on the left and right.
Wang Mianzhi yawned: "Sister-in-law, I will protect you."
The female cultivator from Tianshu Sect gave him an indescribable look.
Yao Ning: "Thank you."
Shejiang was not far behind Yao Ning, glancing at him from time to time, but Yao Ning pretended not to see.
The rain stopped and the world became bright.
Crystal clear water droplets slid down from countless branches and leaves one after another. The deep and shallow puddles reflected the figures of a group of people passing by, and tiny ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.
Eyes, countless prying eyes, coming from all directions, overwhelming and unavoidable.
Yao Ning felt goose bumps all over his body, but he suppressed the discomfort and continued to move forward.
After a while.
“It always feels like someone is watching us.”
"Yeah, I think I felt it too."
Shang looked around sternly and said: "We have entered the demon world. The demon king has great magical powers, so it is inevitable that he will be watched."
Yao Ning felt that those gazes were as substantial as substance, surrounding her tightly. The discomfort became more and more intense, and the irritability in her heart grew like weeds.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked straight at the corner.
Wang Mianzhi followed her gaze and saw only a handful of weeds in the corner, with a drop of dew on the tip of a leaf, about to fall. He asked in confusion, "Auntie, what are you looking at?"
"nothing."
Yao Ning withdrew his gaze.
*
In the Demon Lord's palace, in the light and shadow emerging from the void, the woman looked over suddenly with sharp eyes, as if she was looking at Bai Su from across the air.
His playful gaze froze, and he suddenly became alert after this glance, and subconsciously wanted to grab the handle of the knife.
It was not until Yao Ning lightly withdrew her gaze in the picture that Bai Su realized that he had become nervous when this woman looked at him.
He rubbed his brows gloomily.
The Demon Lord's Palace was deserted, with pillars made of white bones more than ten feet high. The dim phosphorous light illuminated three figures.
Jiangcan Damajindao sat at the top, with the mask of a woman with thin eyebrows and red lips still on his face. Du Wuzhu was tall and graceful, and stood respectfully on the right.
Bai Su was sitting on the left, lazily, staring at the scene in the void without blinking.
"Have these people been killed?"
The first one to speak was Bai Su.
Du Wuzhu glanced at the Demon Lord above him and said, "For decades, the Demon Realm has not harmed the human world in the slightest..."
"What you said was in the past." Bai Su interrupted him, "Now these people are riding on our heads."
The Demon Lord remained silent, so Du Wuzhu said, "They must be here to explain the previous sneak attack. This is likely orchestrated by someone, hoping to profit from the conflict. These people can't be killed just yet."
"Tsk, annoying." Bai Su frowned. "Kill these righteous monks. If the fisherman comes, kill them together."
"Wouldn't this be exactly what the fisherman wants, and would it play into his trap?"
"What if I don't even bother to join the game and kill everyone who isn't my kind? I won't be able to find such a good opportunity next time."
Bai Su raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Wuzhu across the empty image: "You are reluctant to let these righteous cultivators die because of her-"
He stretched out his hand, and a drop of rain fell from the sky in the water village at the entrance to the Demon Realm. In an instant, it magnified Yao Ning's face in the Demon Lord's Palace.
In the projection in the void, the woman stared out quietly, with a slightly visible arc at one corner of her mouth, revealing her contempt.
"It's still her—"
As the team passed by the gate, they startled a green frog in the grass. The little creature jumped onto the top of the wall, landed on all fours, and stared at the roadside with its bulging eyes.
A slightly thin girl appears in the center of the picture, looking around, alert and sensitive like a small animal.
In just a moment, a man with elegant temperament approached her, intentionally or unintentionally blocking Frog's sight, and only a broad back remained in the void.
Du Wuzhu remained calm and said calmly, "What I'm doing is, of course, the century-old foundation of the Demon Realm."
"You are in the demon world, yet you repeatedly side with the righteous people. I am short-sighted, so I wonder if this counts as sincerity?"
There was a melee in the middle of the day. If Du Wuzhu had not let him go, he would have killed Yao Ning long ago, and it would not have been Shen Qian's turn to rescue him.
Bai Su has always remembered this grudge.
On the high platform, the Demon Lord, who had been standing still, tilted his head and looked at Du Wuzhu from under his mask.
The phosphorescent flame flickered, and the pale green light fell on Du Wuzhu's face. His high nose and deep eyes did not look ugly, but instead reflected his tight and smooth skin, like the softest mutton-fat jade.
"I have a clear conscience for what I did that day." Du Wuzhu was calm and unhurried, shaking his sleeves and bowing to the Demon Lord. "This subordinate is loyal to the Demon Realm and the throne. As long as Your Majesty sits on it, this subordinate will be loyal to Your Majesty."
He turned to Bai Su and said, "If the Dharma Protector takes over in the future, I will still be loyal to him."
The Demon Lord withdrew his gaze.
Bai Su raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Wuzhu meaningfully.
"So, now that this group of people are let in, what should we do with them?"
He was asking the Demon Lord, but his eyes were fixed on Yao Ning in the picture.
The Demon Lord was also looking at Yao Ning.
"She has good fortune."
Bai Su frowned and looked at it intently: "I haven't seen it last time."
"It would be best if such a powerful person could be used by me." The Demon Lord's rough and tearing voice escaped from behind the mask. "If not, kill her."
Du Wuzhu moved his lips, but ultimately said nothing more.
"Does what you said before still count?" Bai Su became excited. "Kill her, and the position of Demon Lord will be mine?"
The thin white mask of the silkworm turned to him and looked down at him condescendingly.
"Can you?"
Bai Su narrowed his eyes, his anger rising suddenly, but he gritted his teeth and smiled: "My allies turned against me that day, and the couple fought against me alone. I lost, and it was my incompetence."
"But today—" He looked at the solitary woman in the picture, "I'm fighting alone. Your Majesty, please watch."
Bai Su's lazy smile revealed a hint of cruelty: "You dare to come and die before your injuries are fully healed? If you lose again, I will simply be her dog."
The Demon Lord remained silent, looking at Yao Ning in the picture, and said in a deep voice: "But this place is not a place where you can come and go as you please."
Du Wuzhu's heart sank.
The silkworm said, "If you want to see me, you must have the qualifications."
*
Wang Mianzhi also felt the vague gaze from behind.
He turned his head and met a pair of gorgeous eyes.
Shejiang nodded and looked away as if nothing had happened.
Wang Mianzhi frowned, looked at Yao Ning again, and asked, "Sister-in-law, is that the young master of the Southern Territory Snake Cave, Shejiang?"
Yao Ning: "What?"
Wang Mianzhi said, "My brother said this guy was rude to my sister-in-law and asked me to keep an eye on him."
Yao Ning was stunned and almost rolled his eyes.
"So you really are staring?"
"Of course, I can't let my sister-in-law be snatched away by someone else." His voice became lower and lower. "Now that my brother is gone, you will die."
Yao Ning rolled his eyes and took two quick steps away from Wang Mianzhi.
Wang Mianzhi was completely unaware and stared at She Jiang menacingly.
Shejiang kept retreating under the murderous gaze and finally ended up at the end of the team, which allowed the young master of Beiming Sect to relax a little.
He lowered his head and kept analyzing what Yao Ning had said not long ago, the tone, word choice, and order of each sentence, thinking it over and over again.
"She doesn't mean to reject me." Shejiang said to himself.
Suddenly, he raised his head, all the hair on his body stood up, and his pupils stretched into a cold vertical line.
He smelled a strong scent of death.
The golden nictitating membrane covered the eyes, and the sleeping green snake raised its triangular tongue and stuck out its scarlet snake tongue.
Yao Ning from the front.
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