Chapter 300 Bamboo Heart's Disguise (Part Two) "What kind of injury should I suffer?...
Nowadays, the demon realm and the human realm no longer have a distinction between day and night. In the same eternal night, the demon realm is not as chaotic and noisy as the human realm, but it exudes an eerie quiet.
After entering the Demon Capital, the three of them rode in a phoenix carriage and flew over the sky. Although the territories of the various races below were brightly lit, they were clearly separated. No one left their homes in the city, and only shadowy figures flickered at the city gates. There was no further interaction between the different races.
Such silence becomes a chilling, deathly stillness.
It wasn't until they flew into the Demon Capital that they were finally able to hear some different sounds. A few demons were walking around on the streets, the atmosphere was much more relaxed, and the firelight was warmer.
As the phoenix approached, three people were seen standing on the city gate, one of whom began to wave, looking quite excited.
Lin Feiran was holding the reins at the carriage shaft when he saw this and waved back. However, he caught a glimpse of the scene in front of the city gate and paused, then turned his head to look.
The number of alien races entrenched outside the Demon Capital is increasing. Most of them are hidden in the shadows, or rather, their very existence is a cluster of shadows, overlapping and silently confronting each other.
Now that spiritual energy is gradually declining, only the Demon Capital and the Sea of the Sea have two wells of spiritual energy that have not yet dried up, from which spiritual energy still gushes out. To the Demon Realm, these are two pieces of meat waiting to be bitten.
The city of Yaodu is always under martial law, and with Ru Xian in charge, there is no immediate threat of an attack. However, the situation in Jihai remains to be seen.
Lin Feiran's gaze darkened slightly. Before the phoenix landed on the city gate, she jumped down from the carriage shaft, nodded to the three people on the city wall, and then quietly looked at the shadow outside the city.
In the darkness, many people looked up at this spot.
Upon seeing her appear, the demons outside the city stirred for a moment, with some even standing up.
The next moment, another golden-white figure stepped out from the carriage that had stopped behind her.
Under the eternal night, gilding and snow white are almost the most difficult colors to ignore. Once they appear, even a little firelight can make them stand out in the darkness.
The demon race is beautiful, and their clothes are always brightly colored, but nowadays very few people wear such bright colors, which would undoubtedly make them the most conspicuous target.
Nowadays, he's probably the only person who would dress like this and dare to dress like this.
Everyone knew that Ru Xian had entered a state of selflessness. The moment he appeared on the city wall, the faint commotion completely subsided, replaced by a silent tension.
Xuanzhen and the other two stood aside, their eyes brightening upon seeing him appear.
As Ru Xian walked to the edge of the city, she lowered her eyelashes and looked down. Then she raised her hand, and a dazzling light suddenly shone from above, illuminating everyone below clearly.
At the same time, his expression was clearly visible to everyone.
As always, he remained indifferent, aloof, and nonchalant, without a trace of anger. He simply looked at each person, then parted his lips slightly, his voice echoing throughout the city.
“Starting tomorrow, the demon city will be gradually sealed off, as the spiritual energy is limited and will no longer overflow.”
The crowd below the city was stunned at first, then their expressions changed drastically. The original commotion intensified, and the angry and rebellious words were drowned out by the questioning. Some people even took out their magical weapons, and the scene was in complete chaos.
As Ru Xian merely looked over, her raised hand slowly closed, and the chaotic words seemed to be choked by something, gradually fading into silence after a breath.
"Within three days, we await the arrival of all lords to discuss this matter. That's all."
He withdrew his hand, and the ray of light that had flashed through the air suddenly contracted and broke apart, as if it had been cut into several bird-like creatures that flew off in all directions and disappeared into the darkness like specks of light.
He looked at Lin Feiran, his eyes reflecting the chaotic light: "Let's go. You'll only be with me for a short time tonight, so there's no need to say anything more. Demons aren't as particular as humans; just speak your mind."
Ping An stood aside, knowing the reason, so she didn't say anything. Xuan Zhen, on the other hand, kept talking and leaned over to Lin Feiran to ask questions. Qing Zhu stood not far away, smiling as she looked over.
How are you feeling right now?
What Xuanzhen really wanted to ask was not Ruxian's behavior, but Lin Feiran's body.
Although Lin Feiran had already written to explain the matter of the substitute death, he was both happy and worried because he hadn't seen her for a long time.
Lin Feiran raised his hand and patted his arm: "Very good!"
Xuanzhen, with tears in her eyes, subconsciously squeezed her arm: "I knew you'd be alright. You're so strong, how could you be so easily killed!"
Lin Feiran felt a little ticklish from being pinched and couldn't help but smile: "Then why don't you summon my soul?"
Xuanzhen withdrew her hand and touched her nose: "I heard that this is how it is among humans. As long as the sound is loud, the wandering soul will return to your side on the seventh day."
His voice trailed off as he spoke, then, remembering something, he straightened up and said, "The Lord didn't stop me either. He thought the same thing and even told me to climb up the tower and call back the soul!"
The words then fell on Ru Xian. Lin Feiran turned to look at him, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all and nodded calmly.
"The tower is the tallest."
Lin Feiran: "..."
Ping An sighed: "During that period, he was howling like a ghost on the rooftop every day, and his voice could be heard all over the city. But on the seventh day, your wandering spirit was nowhere to be seen. This dog has been silent for a long time."
Xuanzhen's face flushed red, clearly recalling her appearance those days. She immediately waved her hand wildly among the group, shouting, "Forget it all, forget it all!"
As he fanned others with his hand, his ears twitched slightly, and he immediately turned his head alertly, looking over the window of the carriage to meet the gaze of the person by the window.
Who is this?
Only then did everyone realize that there was another person in the carriage.
When I turned my head, Wei Changzai was lifting the curtain and stepping out. He was standing on the carriage shaft, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, with a brown plum blossom hairpin in his hair, and carrying two long swords on his back. He was clearly a human cultivator.
Lin Feiran said, "This is my helper on this trip."
Upon his appearance, the group reacted in various ways. Ping An smiled but remained silent, Ru Xian did not look at him, while Qing Zhu stood among them, smiling as she looked at him, though the smile did not reach her eyes.
Ping An coughed lightly: "This must be Consort Wei, Fellow Daoist Wei?"
The name Wei Chang was well-known among the envoys. Xuan Zhen's smile froze on her face, her outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and she was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to speak or not.
Wei Changzai was also good at comforting himself. He bowed to the frozen Xuanzhen and said, "Nice to meet you, Wuliang."
Xuanzhen licked her lips, silently walked to Lin Feiran's vicinity, her eyes darting around, and awkwardly rubbed the fine sand on her toes.
Knowing Lin Feiran's plan, Ping An spoke first, saying, "Let's go back first."
There were still some disturbances outside the city, but most of them were heading back to their clans, restless because of this sudden decision.
Lin Feiran and the others quickly returned to Xingzhi Palace from the city gate. This was not for rest. As soon as they landed in a courtyard where Ru Xian lived, she took out several spirit jades from her mustard seed bag and turned around to arrange them.
Ru Xian sat at the table, propping her chin up as she watched him. Wei Chang stood quietly to the side, waiting. Although he didn't know what she was going to do, as he had said before, he would do whatever she asked.
The others, who were unaware of the situation, remained silent, watching as the figure moved around the courtyard, determined the location, and then landed on the spirit jade.
Only after she had arranged all eighteen spirit jades in her hand did she leap onto the roof ridge, take out an array plate, and then glance at Wei Changzai.
Before she could even speak, he had already moved, appearing beside Lin Feiran almost in the blink of an eye.
"...What do you want me to do?"
The spiritual light on the array plate swirled. After calculating the location, Lin Feiran raised his hand and pointed to the southwest side of Xingzhi Palace: "Do you see that tower? Start from the Li Huo position there and use cinnabar to supplement the spiritual power to draw the array."
Wei Changzai looked up, his dark eyes following the direction she was pointing.
“Because the formation needs to be larger than the one we saw in the Avici Hell, the first stroke will start from the tower and continue until the tree. You draw one-third, and I will do the rest.”
After she finished speaking, she took out the prepared cinnabar and brush and handed them over, along with a simple map: "Although it is only a third of the map, it covers almost half of Xingzhi Palace. I will have Xuanzhen guide you."
Wei Changzai lowered his eyes and accepted it. He didn't ask anything, but silently followed Lin Feiran. After she finished speaking with Xuanzhen, he glanced at her again before leaving with the clumsy Xuanzhen.
Xuan Zhen felt very awkward; he didn't like Wei Changzai very much.
It wasn't just because of his past with Lin Feiran, but also because of him. He was clearly good-looking, but his inexplicable indifference would make any dog feel uncomfortable.
But the fact that he came with Lin Feiran today suggests that the two have already reconciled.
Xuan Zhen wouldn't think that much. Since Lin Feiran and Ru Xian didn't say much, he naturally wouldn't unleash his attacking aura.
On the way to the tower, he licked his lips and broke the silence, asking, "What do you want to do?"
Wei Changzai replied, "I don't know."
Xuan was genuinely surprised: "You didn't know either? Then why are you so enthusiastic?"
Wei Changzai said calmly, "There's no need to know. She has her own things to do, and all I can do is not ask why."
Xuanzhen's eyes widened, as if she were muttering something, but he could hear her clearly: "You came after her after she left... She and the Lord are very much in love."
"So what? Does my winning her back have anything to do with who she's with?"
His expression and voice were so calm that Xuanzhen looked at him in surprise: "Why isn't it off? Hmph, you won't have a chance!"
Wei Changzai turned to look, his dark eyes reflecting the firelight: "Do you think that whoever she's with belongs to her?"
“Of course not, everyone belongs to themselves.” Xuanzhen answered naturally, then paused, as if realizing something.
Wei Changzai smiled and said, "Yes, she doesn't belong to anyone."
Xuanzhen had never seen anyone like this before. He took a deep breath, his dog-like eyes wide open, and after a long pause, he could only say, "You have no chance!"
Wei Changzai paused, then turned to look at him: "Fellow Daoist, which clan are you from?"
Xuan Zhen raised her lips, revealing her two canine teeth, and said rather smugly, "Isn't it obvious? I'm from the Greyhound clan, and we're the fastest among the canines!"
He said softly, "Really? She never really liked dogs."
"...What! You're the dog! Lin Feiran likes me a lot!"
...
A few howls came from afar. Ping An looked into the distance and nodded in approval: "Wei Changzai seems to be keeping quiet. He's probably going to get nagged by Xuanzhen along the way. Good."
Upon hearing this, Qingzhu raised her eyebrows slightly, but did not speak. She simply stood under the tree and looked at the figure busy in the courtyard.
After standing there for a while, Ping An couldn't wait any longer and got up to rush forward: "It's too slow to rely on Xuan Zhen alone. I'll go with him and finish as soon as possible."
"Alright, then I'll wait for Lin Feiran here."
As Ru Xian was preparing pills in the furnace, Ping An also leaped away, and soon only the two of them remained in the courtyard.
Lin Feiran was drawing array patterns with cinnabar in the courtyard, using spiritual power to assist him. After he finished writing, the marks quickly disappeared without a trace.
She was so engrossed in her work that she barely noticed the sudden silence in the courtyard. Only after she finished drawing the part of the courtyard did she exhale a long breath, stand up, and turn around. There she saw Qingzhu or Ji Changying standing under the tree, waiting.
Seeing that she had stopped, he also stepped out from the shadows of the trees, carrying a bright pearl lantern in his hand, and slowly walked forward, making the distance between the two even brighter.
He asked, "Do we still need cinnabar?"
Lin Feiran shook her head. She no longer saw him as Qingzhu, so her words became more casual, and she moved a little closer to him.
"The magic array is too large. The cinnabar is only used to assist in positioning. What is truly being wasted is spiritual energy."
As she said this, the distance wasn't far, but she was still waiting in her heart. She couldn't help but wonder if he would ask her what she was doing and find out about the plan from her.
After a moment of silence, he spoke up: "Are you very tired? Then take a rest. I still have some spirit-replenishing pills left."
The two walked to the table to rest for a moment. He placed the lamp on the table and took out the brocade box containing the elixirs.
"This item is scarce in the demon realm these days, and I only have a few of them. Don't feel ashamed. However, the Lord has already gone to refine some for you, so at least you won't lack any pills on this trip."
He opened the brocade box, revealing seven purple-gold pills inside.
Lin Feiran paused, but did not take it: "This color is already excellent for a spirit-replenishing pill. It would be a waste to use it now. You should keep it for yourself and use it when you are seriously injured."
He smiled with his eyes lowered, the light from the lamp on the table reflected off him, and glimmers of light appeared in his eyes.
"I'm staying in the Demon Capital, what kind of injury could I possibly suffer? The pills are useless to me, you can take them."
After saying this, Lin Feiran did not continue the conversation, and there was a few moments of silence between the two.
His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he looked up in confusion. But in that instant, his pupils suddenly contracted and contracted, and his gaze frantically fixed on what was in front of him. His heart skipped a beat.
Lin Feiran had somehow gotten onto the table, leaning over it and looking down at him. Their gazes were locked on his face, and the two were almost separated only by a square lamp.
The lamplight reflected in her deep, serene eyes, radiating a light from which there was nowhere to escape.
"Are you really not injured?" she suddenly asked.
He maintained his composure and asked with a slight smile, "What kind of injury should I suffer?"
Lin Feiran stretched out his hand and tapped his left eyelid: "You probably don't know this yet, but thanks to the favor of a senior, I received his inheritance and can see things that ordinary people cannot see."
A faint golden light appeared in her left eye.
"Really? Then congratulations..."
Before she could finish speaking, her fingertips suddenly turned and landed on his brow, then she began to wipe along some kind of mark. Her eyes gleamed with golden light, and her pretense was wiped away.
A few moments later, a crack appeared between Qingzhu's eyebrows.
The mark started from the center of the forehead, spread downwards, crossed between the right eye and the bridge of the nose, and finally landed at the corner of the lips.
It is neither frightening nor hollow; the crack is very clean and crisp, like the fine marks on a diabolo, without scars or bruises, like a line drawn with ink, but if you touch it carefully, you can feel the undulations.
The two faced each other silently; he didn't raise his hand to brush it away, and she hadn't withdrawn it either.
He said, "Miss Lin, you have obtained a very remarkable treasure. It can see through the falsehoods of the world, which is good for you. However, sometimes it is best not to point it out."
Once the facade is exposed, it can never be put back on.
Lin Feiran still didn't stop: "What will happen after you expose me?"
He stared straight ahead.
"If someone is ruthless, they will surely take your life; if someone is guilty, they will slander you with rumors; if someone is soft-hearted, they may never associate with you again."
This isn't a good deal. You always seem to do things that aren't worthwhile, and you'll likely suffer losses later.
Lin Feiran withdrew her hand and straightened up: "And what about you? What would you do?"
He pretended to ponder for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"So, I will pretend that this never happened."
He looked at Lin Feiran, smiled, and twirled his folding fan. The cracks on his face healed instantly, and his expression returned to normal.
He asked, just as he had at the beginning, "Do you need any pills to replenish your spirit?"
Lin Feiran looked at the box of purple-gold pills, her gaze shifting slightly, but she ultimately did not accept it. She said, "I will pretend I have never seen this box of Spirit-Replenishing Pills."
Ji Changying's smile remained on her lips, but her eyelashes fluttered slightly as her gaze quietly fell on the box of pills.
She twisted her neck and wrists, then took out a box of pills and placed it on the table, continuing, "Time waits for no one, so let's not rest."
She leaped up and stood atop the high wall, holding the array plate in her hand. As she left, she stirred up a gust of wind, which passed silently, and the bright lamps flickered.
Just before leaving, Lin Feiran suddenly turned back and said, "Some things should perhaps be understood without being said, or even disguised, but I don't want to, and you don't have to either. If the elixir is useless, I will think of another way."
On the square table, a lamp dimmed, and two boxes of pills sat side by side. He remained silent for a long time, his heart filled with an inexplicable turmoil, or perhaps a sense of calm that had been expected.
He opened the brocade box, inside which were several pure white pills, exuding a delicate fragrance.
...
Within the vast Xingzhi Palace, a dark figure constantly swept through, her movements elusive, leaving behind only fleeting streaks of spiritual energy wherever she went.
They arrived in the Demon Capital at dusk, and by the time they finished drawing the array pattern that covered almost half of the Demon Capital, it was already midnight.
But this is not the end, but the beginning.
She and Wei Changzai returned to the courtyard. Ping An coaxed the furious Xuan Zhen away. Qing Zhu had already disappeared, leaving only the three of them.
Ru Xian handed over the refined pills, everything was understood without words.
He said, "He has the Heavenly Eye; aren't you afraid he'll see through you?"
Lin Feiran put away the pill and shook his head: "I also have a Heavenly Eye. Perhaps because we share the same origin, although I am not as powerful as him, I can sense the approach of another Heavenly Eye, even though he is not there."
Moreover, the faint white mist she had seen at Daohe Palace earlier gave her an indescribable feeling.
She didn't think much of it and said, "It's midnight now. I'll finish everything I need to do before 7 AM and then return to the human world. Time is tight, but that's only for me. You can take this opportunity to rest."
Ru Xian simply looked at her.
Lin Feiran stepped forward and hugged him without any hesitation: "Wait for me to come back."
"good."
When the time was up, Lin Feiran drew his sword, glanced at him again, and then left, with Wei Changzai accompanying him.
He truly did as he had said, like a shadow, neither asking nor speaking, but simply following quietly by her side.
The two had traveled together many times in the past, and he could keep up with her speed without her having to say a word. He was also very adept at avoiding the esoteric sect disciples or demons they encountered.
The two continued on their way and soon arrived near Luoyu City.
Lin Feiran also took out a map and pointed to one of the places, saying, "You draw this place, and I'll draw this area. We don't need to enter the city. Just like before, we'll eventually combine them into a complete magic array."
"good."
Lin Feiran handed him the map: "There are quite a few demons here, be careful."
Wei Changzai paused, then said in a clear voice, "...Alright, you too."
Author's Note: [Heart emoji]
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