The Demon World (VI)

But when did Su Xuan come up with this idea?

Sandy couldn't tell either.

The two have known each other for more than a hundred years. They have fought many times over the years. They want to strangle each other to death when they meet, and each fight lasts for several days. One of the reasons why Sandy's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds is that she has learned it through actual combat with Su Xuan. She has always regarded him as a good target for her sword.

After all, Su Xuan is very tough and has a high level of cultivation.

When she was brought back, Sandi thought she would die at Su Xuan's hands. She had nothing, her natal sword was broken, her golden elixir was half shattered, and the former sword genius had completely fallen. Even the Sword Sect had given up on her.

Unexpectedly, when she was at her lowest point, the only person who saved her was her former enemy.

If she hadn't suddenly been able to hear his inner voice, Sandy would never have believed that Su Xuan liked her.

Sandy closed her eyes, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, as if she was mocking herself.

But now she can't respond to Su Xuan's feelings.

"Dede."

Ying Heng came to see her the night before he defected.

Flowers were falling all over the garden. Sandy was only ten years old at that time, wearing a training suit and standing with a sword in her hand.

Ying Heng sat on a stone bench in the yard, and Sang Dai, who was not very tall, was just at eye level with him.

He ruffled her hair, his expression as gentle as ever, but his eyes were very complicated.

"Dade, no matter what you encounter in the future, remember to go your own way. Don't listen, don't look, and don't stop."

"We are both right, it's them who are wrong."

The next day, the real culprit behind the destruction of Guixu Lingmai and the massacre of Cangwu Taoist Hall was found out, and it was Yingheng Immortal Lord of the Sword Sect.

The Immortal Alliance found him guilty, and Ying Heng took the initiative to expose his identity as a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots. He broke through the encirclement and defected to the four realms, leaving Sandy.

The four realms hunted him down because the Guixu spiritual vein was destroyed.

The spiritual veins of the entire Four Realms are derived from the Guixu Spiritual Vein. If Ying Heng destroyed the Guixu Spiritual Vein, it would be tantamount to cutting off the path of cultivation for the entire world of cultivation. Over the years, the Four Realms have been looking for ways to repair the Guixu Spiritual Vein, otherwise the destruction of the Four Realms is only a matter of time.

Later, the news that Ying Heng died in the Demon Realm spread. Sang Dai was twelve years old at that time, and she went to the Demon Realm alone to collect his body.

There were only a few pieces of cloth, nothing else. Even in the underworld, Ying Heng's soul could not be found. Everyone said that his soul had been scattered, and no one knew who killed him.

The four realms ordered a manhunt, but who knew who killed Ying Heng?

Sandy buried her face in the quilt.

The book does not mention anything about Ying Heng and Guixu Lingmai. The whole book revolves around Shi Yao and Shen Ci Yu, and is full of love stories.

She didn't believe what happened back then. Ying Heng couldn't have destroyed the Guixu spiritual vein, nor could he have massacred the Cangwu Taoist temple.

However, the spiritual seal left in the Guixu spiritual vein is Ying Heng's, and the corpses in the Cangwu Taoist Temple also have Ying Heng's spiritual seal. Only those with awakened heavenly spiritual roots can enter the Guixu fairyland and touch the Guixu spiritual vein.

However, Ying Heng concealed his identity as a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots.

Countless evidences were laid out before her, telling the world and her that Ying Heng was the real culprit who destroyed the Guixu spiritual vein and massacred the Cangwu Taoist temple. He was the sinner of the entire four realms.

But how could Ying Heng do such a thing?

Sandy was handed over to Ying Heng for instruction when she was three years old. Most of her knowledge about the world came from Ying Heng. It was he who taught her that the sword in the hands of a swordsman should become a shield for all living things, and taught her to love all living things, love all living things, and to unwaveringly follow her own path.

He was a very good master, very gentle, and very protective. He took good care of her and taught her with all his heart. When everyone regarded those with awakened heavenly spiritual roots as a sharp sword of the sect, only Ying Heng would let her be lazy and tacitly allowed her to sneak down the mountain to play.

Sandy covered her face, unable to stop herself from crying.

She has been searching for so many years, more than a hundred years, and the evidence still points to Ying Heng, but his body has never been found. Sandy never thought he was dead.

Now the fairy silk grass that Ying Heng carried with him appeared in Bai Ren, and Shi Yao also obtained a heavenly level spiritual root.

Where did the fairy grass come from, and from whose body was the heavenly-level spiritual root extracted?

"Master..."

The only sound in the huge demon palace was the swordsman's faint sobbing.

Until the sound gradually weakened and completely subsided, the door was carefully pushed open and a person walked in.

His silver hair flowed down like a waterfall, dripping as he walked, and his wide black robe became wet, as if he had just finished a bath.

A slender hand opened the beaded curtain.

Su Xuan stood outside the bed curtain, looking at the vague figure inside, his long eyelashes drooping slightly to cover the emotions in his eyes.

The former swordsman was very agile. The moment he approached the Demon Palace, the Zhiyu Sword would rush out and cut off a strand of his silver hair.

But he had been standing outside for such a long time and was now next to her, but she didn't notice at all.

Su Xuan stood there for a long time, wanting to go in and see her, but was afraid to see her crying.

Sandy has always been a little monster who wouldn't even blink an eye when his flesh and blood were cut off, but in just one day, he shed tears several times.

Su Xuan looked for a long time, sighed softly, and lifted the bed curtain to look over. The pillow was already wet with tears, there were undried tears hanging on her long eyelashes, and her face was a little abnormally red.

Su Xuan reached out and touched her forehead. As expected, she had a high fever again, and her body temperature was boiling.

He sat down beside the couch, took out the pill he had just asked Liu Lixue for and put it to her lips. He urged it in with his spiritual power, and with one hand he transferred spiritual power into her meridians through her clothes to help her clear up her disordered meridians.

Su Xuan looked at her, and finally couldn't help but said, "Daidai, I'm sorry."

He shouldn't have shut himself off.

The night wind blew in through the open window, lifting the bed curtains and blowing up the silvery hair.

***

Tianque Mountain, Sword Sect.

Shi Yao walked quickly, followed closely by Mrs. Shi.

"Yaoyao, please walk slower. You are not well yet."

Shi Yao lifted the hem of her skirt and started running in small steps. Her pink dress swayed in the air, creating a beautiful arc. She stepped into the main hall like a light butterfly.

"Brother Shen."

The white-robed swordsman in the hall stood with his sword in his hand, his back straight and his ponytail tied high with a jade crown.

He turned around, his features were handsome and clear, his face was expressionless, his expression was cold, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he looked like an independent young man lost in the frost and snow.

Shen Ciyu nodded towards Shi Yao: "Junior sister."

His tone was so dull that even Shi Yao realized something was wrong, and the smile on her face slowly froze.

Mrs. Shi finally caught up with them and wiped the sweat off Shi Yao's face angrily: "How could you run so fast, kid? You knew Ci Yu was coming back so you were so anxious to see him?"

In response to Mrs. Shi's suggestive words, Shi Yao's face turned slightly red, and Shen Ciyu's slender brows slightly frowned.

There were many people sitting in the main hall. Sect Leader Sang was sitting on a high platform with a face full of anger, looking very angry.

The chill around Shen Ci Yu could not be ignored.

Shi Yao asked hesitantly, "Sect Master, Senior Brother Shen, what happened?"

Sect Master Sang pointed at Shen Ciyu and yelled, "Do you think you are such a powerful person? You are only in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and you want to go to Kongsang Realm? Do you know how many demons and monsters are stationed there? The alliance between the demon world and the monster world attacked Yumen, and Yumen has been broken. Now Kongsang Realm has become their territory. What are you going there for now!"

Shen Ciyu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and said coldly: "She is still there."

"But she is dead, and her soul lamp is out!" Sect Master Sang smashed the inkstone at hand, hitting Shen Ciyu's forehead, and blood flowed down his forehead.

"Ah!" Shi Yao screamed in surprise and stepped forward to wipe the blood off Shen Ci Yu.

Shen Ciyu glanced at her.

That look was strange, so cold that it contained no emotion at all, and there was no courtesy towards her at all.

Shi Yao suddenly stopped moving.

The blood made Shen Ci Yu unable to see clearly. He wiped the blood off his forehead and raised his chin slightly to look at Sect Master Sang and the elders of the Sword Sect who were sitting on the high platform.

Shen Ciyu suddenly asked: "What does a Heaven-level spiritual root awakener mean to you?"

Sect Leader Sang's expression changed.

An elder said: "This... is naturally a good seedling. We should focus on nurturing it. It will definitely be able to protect peace in the future."

After all, in the entire four realms, there are only seven people with heavenly spiritual roots.

Shen Ciyu asked again: "What does Sandy mean to you?"

"Daidai... is the eldest daughter of the Sword Sect and an outstanding swordsman in the Immortal Realm."

"Is that all?" Shen Ciyu's tone was calm. "Just the eldest lady, just a swordsman?"

"So she fought alone on the front lines for seventeen days and finally died in Kongsang Territory. You didn't even bring back her body?"

"There's no way to bring it back in that situation..."

"Is it impossible to bring it, or is it unnecessary to bring it?"

Shen Ciyu asked questions one after another, word by word.

The elders' faces turned pale, Sect Master Sang was extremely angry, Shi Yao's eyes were slightly red, and her hands were clenched unconsciously.

Shen Ciyu lowered his long eyelashes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

There was a strange silence in the hall.

It was not until a long time later that he suddenly spoke in a low voice: "Even if you are dead, you must be buried in peace."

Shi Yao hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Shen, we can't go there!"

Sect Master Sang slammed the table and angrily scolded: "Shen Ciyu, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you are a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots. If you dare to go to Kongsang Realm, don't come back to this Sword Sect in the future. I won't save you even if you die there!"

The elders hurriedly tried to stop him: "Master, you can't say that!"

Shi Yao stepped forward to plead: "Master, please persuade Senior Brother Shen!"

Mrs. Shi was also a little angry: "Ci Yu, don't be so impulsive!"

Shen Ciyu just nodded slightly: "Okay."

He left with his sword on his back, his attitude clear.

He must go to Kongsang Realm.

Shi Yao looked at Shen Ciyu's leaving back, clenched her hands, and made crescent marks in her palms with her fingernails.

Madam Shi comforted her in a low voice: "Yaoyao, it's okay, your father will go to stop him. After all, Ci Yubi is the young master of the Shen family, and the Shen family will not let him go."

Shi Yao nodded: "Yes, mother."

"Yaoyao, the auction of Bairenli will be held in a month. Your father has arranged everything. After helping you to build your spiritual roots, we will discuss your marriage with the Shen family. Don't think too much and just listen to your mother."

Shi Yao forced a smile and nodded: "Mother, I'm a little tired, I want to go back first."

After she finished speaking, she left the hall alone, ignoring Madam Shi, Sect Leader Sang, and the other elders behind her, and her back fell.

The elders who had watched her grow up felt heartbroken.

Shi Yao returned to her own courtyard all the way. Whenever she met her fellow disciples on the way, she would greet them with a smile, calling them "brothers and sisters". She could even remember the names of ordinary disciples.

She has always been like this, kind and gentle.

But as soon as she returned to the room and closed the door, the smile on her face suddenly fell.

His expression was indifferent, as if he was a different person.

A spiritual crane was lying lazily by the window, its green wings with red markings, proud and holy, with a faint spiritual fire between its breaths that flickered with its breathing.

"Bifang."

Shi Yao called out in a low voice.

The crane glanced at her, opened its mouth, and spoke in human language: "Why, what did you hear, young lady?"

"Shen Ciyu is going to look for Sang Dai."

"But isn't Sandy dead?"

Shi Yao leaned against the window and stroked Bifang's wings with one hand. The proud ancient beast did not even raise its head and let her touch it.

"Of course she died. This war was fought for her death. She had to die."

Bi Fang smiled and replied: "So, Miss, why are you still worried about Shen Ciyu? If he goes, he can only find Sang Dai's body."

Shi Yao said coldly: "I am not worried about Shen Ciyu. If he dies in Kongsang Realm, all our plans for so many years will fail. Shen Ciyu must die, but not now."

Bifang made a "tsk" sound, turned over, and began to spit fire lazily, "Sandai is dead, the plan is half successful, you just need to get the heavenly spiritual root auctioned in Bai Ren, and we can start the next step."

Shi Yao asked: "What about Shen Ciyu?"

Bi Fang said: "He can't die. He hasn't become the leader of the Jiuzhou Immortal Alliance yet. How could he die in Kongsang Realm? Heaven will not let him die."

The window was half open, a gentle breeze blew in, lifting Shi Yao's hair.

There was a cold expression on her bright face, her eyelashes were half-drooped, and her slender white hands were occasionally stroking Bifang's wings.

"Baifang, I will win, right?"

"Of course the young lady will win."