Demon World (I)

"Senior Sister Sang!"

"It's impossible to save them. The Sky Line has been breached, and the Jade Gate has been shattered. If we don't leave now, we will die!"

"Yaoyao, hurry up, the demon king suddenly came out and is heading this way. He must be here to help the demon lord attack the fairyland! Sandy's golden elixir is broken and her veins are severed, leave her alone!"

"But Senior Sister Sang is still there!"

"Disciples of the Sword Sect, listen up! Enter the Sumi Mustard Seed Boat and leave the Kongsang Realm!"

The sky was blue-gray, the mountains were desolate, the wind was blowing and the snow was raging. The dense snow fell and merged into the continuous blood water, floating on Sandy's body.

Warm liquid flowed out of her body. Uncontrollable pain swept through the meridians of her body. The pungent smell of blood lingered in her nostrils. She felt pain all over. The person who always loved to be clean fell in the blood on the ground. In her blurred vision, she could only see the familiar figure gradually moving away from her.

Her junior sister wanted to come to rescue her, but her respectful parents held her in their arms and took her away half-coaxingly and half-forcefully.

Sandy heard screams of pain, roars of despair, and the sounds of monsters biting, but none of them were as clear as the few words she had just heard.

"It can't be saved."

"Leave her alone."

Heavy snow fell on her, melting into her heart through her wounds, causing her to feel so painful that she could hardly breathe.

She was panting and having difficulty looking into the distance.

The huge mustard seed boat stopped there, and the disciples left the battlefield one after another. The last ones left were a man and a woman, who were her parents.

"Father...Mother..."

But they never looked at her from beginning to end.

Sandy's five senses gradually became blurred, and in her hazy vision she saw a dozen mustard seed boats leaving one after another.

Maybe there are still people alive on this battlefield, like her.

But before long, there was nothing left.

She used all her strength to turn over and lie flat. The sword in her hand was shattered and she couldn't even lift her hand.

The heavy snow fluttered down on her face. It seldom snowed in Kongsang Realm, but today was an unusually heavy snow.

She had seen snow only twice.

Sandy's black hair was disheveled, the jade hairpin that tied her hair was thrown somewhere, and her white clothes had long been dyed red.

In this war with the demon world, she fought without sleep for seventeen days, until her golden elixir was half shattered and her natal sword broke.

When a swordsman's sword is broken, she is no longer a sharp sword.

Before he died, he saw a heavy snowfall.

Sang Dai noticed that the monsters in the distance were running towards her. For a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, even if his golden elixir was shattered, his flesh and blood were extremely nourishing, so the monsters naturally scrambled to share the food.

She didn't want to die so miserably, but she didn't even have the strength to kill herself. What on earth had she lived for in this life?

The excited panting sound gradually approached her. She smelled the unpleasant smell of blood on the monster and wondered how many people it had eaten.

Sandy closed her eyes, hoping that she could die before being torn to pieces by the monster.

The pain lasted for a long time, and the pungent smell of blood was dissipated. Sandy heard a roar, and the sound was broken and trembling.

"Get out of here—"

Are you scolding her?

How rude.

Sandy wanted to curse back, but she couldn't open her eyes and could only lie down and let him laugh at her.

She had lost the last bit of her strength. She knew she only had one breath left. She was about to let herself die before the monster tore her apart, but someone grabbed her wrist.

The warm palm held her slender wrist, a warmth that was completely different from her body temperature.

So warm.

She was so cold that she couldn't struggle, and subconsciously she longed for the warmth.

Spiritual power surged in along the meridians, traveled through the numerous meridians, and finally reached her dantian. The powerful spiritual power tightly protected her broken golden elixir, keeping her alive with her last breath.

Unable to die, and unable to live either, Sandy was extremely angry.

Damn it! Does he want her to be eaten alive? Where did this evil person come from?

But she couldn't move. Warm water drops fell on her face, and her trembling breath echoed in her ears. Someone hugged her waist, and the crisp cold pine scent filled her nose. She was gently lifted up and carried away from the bloody and muddy ground.

It was obviously not difficult for the man to hold her, but his hands were shaking, and Sandy was shaken several times. She wanted to curse him because of the pain, but the man's spiritual power flowed into her severed meridians, easing her pain and coldness.

She couldn't hold on any longer.

Just before her consciousness fell into the abyss, she seemed to hear a familiar voice talking, probably talking to her.

Sandy couldn't hear what he said, but she felt that the voice sounded like someone.

No, like some dead fox.

Su Xuan.

***

"The plot of "Du Xian" is loading..."

Intermittent sounds echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Who is it?

Sandy had a headache. The sound didn't seem to come from the outside world, but rather from deep inside her brain.

"Please receive the plot."

Before she could react, a large amount of chaotic text flooded into her mind, and the words flashed before her eyes very quickly, but the strange thing was that she could see every word and even remember every sentence.

I don't know how much time has passed, and it seems to be coming to an end. The words slowly disappear, and the endless darkness seems to swallow everything, until a glimmer of light appears.

The light grew brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling, tearing through the darkness and revealing everything before her eyes.

a book.

A very funny book.

In this book, Sandy can be said to be a real cannon fodder female supporting role, who had a good hand but was beaten badly.

She has heavenly spiritual roots, she started refining Qi at the age of three, building the foundation at the age of five, and forming the Golden Core at the age of seventeen. She is the youngest Golden Core cultivator in the history of the cultivation world. She reached the Yuanying realm at the age of fifty, and broke through to the Huashen realm at the age of one hundred. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be the first person to ascend in the past few thousand years.

As the eldest daughter of the Sword Sect, all the elders in the sect love her, and for the sake of her cultivation, they pass the best resources of the Sword Sect to her.

Just as they expected, Sandy practiced swordplay diligently, and with her outstanding talent, she was almost invincible in swordplay.

She is the sword sect's most powerful sword, and one person and one sword can defeat thousands of troops. If she were in a normal book, she would at least be a heroine with a cool script.

It's a pity that she is not the protagonist of this book.

The male protagonist, Shen Ci Yu, is her fellow senior brother. He also has a heavenly spiritual root and is the young master of the Shen family. He has had a smooth life and led the fairy world to fight against the villain demon king Su Xuan. In the end, with the help of the way of heaven, he killed the villain under the thunder.

The heroine Shi Yao is her junior sister from the same school, at least Sandy really thought she was just a junior sister before.

In fact, Shi Yao was the child of Sect Master Sang and Madam Shi. She had been weak and sickly since birth. A cultivator from the Xumi Sect who practiced the art of divination came to see her and left a message:

"This woman is weak and has difficulty awakening her spiritual roots. She will die young. If she wants to survive, she needs to find someone with the same horoscope to exchange spiritual roots with. After her cultivation level is improved, she can nourish her meridians and prolong her life."

Just these words made the entire Sword Sect panic for a long time. Sect Leader Sang hurriedly went to find someone with the same horoscope as his daughter, and Sang Dai, who was just born at the time, was the unlucky one. What was very coincidental was that when Sect Leader Sang saw Sang Dai, she had a jade pendant around her neck with the word "Sang" written on it.

That's even more fate!

So Sang Dai became the biggest object of resentment and was happily taken back by Sect Leader Sang and raised as the eldest daughter. The real eldest daughter took Madam Shi's surname and was told to outsiders that she was Madam Shi's niece.

When Sandy was three years old, she had a high fever and lost her previous memories. After she woke up, Sect Master Sang and Madam Shi coaxed her and told her that it was because she fell into the water and Shi Yao jumped into the river to save her despite not knowing how to swim. As a result, she became ill and could not recover. She needed Sandy to take care of her more.

Sang Dai is a good child who knows how to be grateful. Her junior sister became ill because she saved her, and she felt guilty. Naturally, she tried her best to be nice to Shi Yao, protecting her in the sect and following her closely during training.

Sword Sect often made soups for Sandy, saying that they were the finest magical herbs bought to help her nourish her meridians. However, too much magical herbs would leave residual toxins, so she needed to have blood drawn once a month. Sandy believed it and was very grateful for it. She worked harder to practice sword skills and became a real slave of the sect.

But that's not what's written in this book.

Sandy had a high fever because she awakened her heavenly spiritual roots, but Shi Yao was weak from the womb and had nothing to do with her.

Those magical herbs were not for nourishing her meridians, but were quietly peeling off her spiritual roots. Once the spiritual roots were completely peeled off, they would be transferred into Shi Yao's body with the help of formations.

The monthly bloodletting was not to clean out toxins, but to prolong Shi Yao's life. Shi Yao had not yet awakened her spiritual roots, and her mortal body could not live long. In addition, her weak body made it even more difficult for her to live long. Therefore, Sang Dai, who had the same horoscope, similar fate, and heavenly spiritual roots, was the most suitable "blood bank" to prolong her life.

At the end of the book, Sandy also died on the battlefield. In the subsequent plot, without Sandy's heavenly spiritual roots, the heroine should have died as a mortal from the five decays of heaven and earth. However, the child of fortune is the child of fortune, and she somehow awakened her spiritual roots.

Even though she only awakened her earth-level spiritual roots, she relied on her luck to obtain many magical instruments and treasures, and her cultivation level continued to rise. She fell in love with the male protagonist Shen Ci Yu, and they were finally reunited.

At the end, there is only one sentence about Sandy:

"Sister Sang was very brave. She died on the battlefield she loved most."

What is there to love? Who loves fighting?

Sandy was awakened by anger.

The pain in her body was very slight, so slight that it was almost unnecessary to mention. This little bit of pain was nothing to Sandy.

There is a faint cool fragrance in the nostrils, a very familiar herbal scent, clear and sweet.

Her body, which should have been dirty, did not feel sticky or disgusting. It was as if someone had changed her clothes and cleaned her wounds.

Her eyelids were too heavy for her to open, and her mind was still hazy and not quite clear.

I could vaguely hear someone talking in the distance.

"My Lord, Miss Sang's injuries are no longer serious and her life is safe. We have already used up all the heavenly cicada flowers that can be bought in the four realms. We really can't buy more--"

"Then go grab some. There are still a few in the Divine Doctor Valley."

"But the Divine Doctor Valley forbids outsiders—"

"Then go in."

"……yes."

Sang Dai thought this man was really rich. There were only a dozen or so Heavenly Chan Flowers circulating on the market, each one costing ten thousand spirit stones. It was an extremely good magical herb for repairing meridians and stabilizing the soul, but he actually bought all of them.

The footsteps gradually approached her, and Sandy opened her eyes with difficulty.

In the darkness, a point of light gradually spread out, getting bigger and bigger, and what came into view was a black robe. She couldn't see clearly, she could only see that the black robe was embroidered with luxurious gold thread, and above that was a very thin waist, and there seemed to be an ink-black jade pendant around the waist.

Going up further…

"woke up?"

A cold voice.

Sandy's brain froze and she couldn't see his face clearly. She didn't know how long she had slept, but her eyes were sore.

It seemed as if there were night-shining pearls burning in the bed curtains. She had just woken up and could not adapt to the sudden brightness at all, so she closed her eyes subconsciously.

The man seemed to have noticed this, and with a wave of his hand he extinguished the night-shining pearl at the head of the bed, leaving only one night-shining pearl at the foot of the bed for her to see with difficulty.

"Why, after not seeing you for so many years, Miss, you don't recognize me?"

It was still that voice. It was calm, but Sandy could hear some gritting of teeth in it.

Sandy paused for a long time, and finally a face came into her mind.

A handsome face, good-looking enough.

He had been in seclusion for many years, and even though she hadn't seen him for many years, she was very familiar with his face. She even remembered the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye clearly, because in all these years, Sandy had never seen a face more handsome than his.

Su Xuan.

Her mortal enemy, a powerful nine-tailed fox, the king of the demon realm.

She is also the biggest villain in this book. After her death, Su Xuan suddenly came out of seclusion and declared war on the immortal world, a war that would not stop until one dies. He fought with the male protagonist Shen Ci Yu for a full hundred years, but was eventually defeated by the male protagonist's luck and was killed by the male protagonist and the Heavenly Dao.

One of them is cannon fodder and the other is a villain.

It's very touching.

Sandy slowly raised her eyes and looked at the blurry face.

Their eyes met, and Sandy's vision gradually became clearer.

I saw clearly this face that I hadn't seen for more than ten years.

He was still wearing his gorgeous dark-colored robe, standing tall, looking down at her.

Her long, silvery-white hair was like silk, her eyes were narrow and slightly upturned, and her eye color was lighter than that of ordinary people, a light glass color. There was a teardrop mole under her left eye, her eyelashes were like feathers, and under her high nose bridge were thin, tightly pursed lips. Her face was meticulously carved.

A fox that is handsome and somewhat coquettish.

Su Xuan stood beside the bed and looked down at her, then asked calmly, "Sang Dai, do you still recognize me?"

He did not use his usual honorific title, but simply referred to it as "I".

Sandy was a little uncomfortable; it was the first time she heard him say that.

"You don't recognize me?"

A fox asked two questions in succession but got no response, and his expression changed drastically, becoming as gloomy as if a storm was about to come, as if he wanted to skin Sandy alive.

Sandy then spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Su Xuan, long time no see."