Ye Qingcheng seemed to be defending herself, and also trying to convince herself.
However, her expression grew increasingly grim.
She even felt that the possibility was not small.
Otherwise, why would Gu Jian resolutely leave her?
Thinking back to her previous life, she realized that she might have forced Gu Jian to hand over the Supreme Bone, forcing him to leave. Tears streamed down Ye Qingcheng's face.
Liu Ruyan didn't quite understand and said, "Master, what are you talking about? What do you mean by a second life?"
Ai Youwei frowned and said, "Master, why are you crying again? You are the sect leader of the Misty Sect, it's too embarrassing for you to keep crying like this."
"Youwei, I'm sorry..."
Ye Qingcheng spoke, but her spirit was somewhat broken.
If we follow Feng Yantong's meaning and the concept of reincarnation holds true.
That means the same thing might have happened in a past life.
She drove away her beloved disciple twice.
However, Ye Qingcheng had not considered this.
In her past life, she did not force Gu Jian away.
Instead, he ordered Gu Jian to be killed.
No matter how much Gu Jian pleaded.
She was unwilling to investigate the truth.
Simply because she believed that what she saw was the truth.
Looking at Ye Qingcheng's expression, Feng Yantong sighed and said, "Junior sister, I was just saying it casually. It's not necessarily true that a past life really exists. Besides, even if it does exist, no one knows what happened in the past life."
"However, if you insist on pursuing this, there is a treasure that might be able to help you. But the price will be very high."
Ye Qingcheng was taken aback. As her fellow disciple, she immediately realized what Feng Yantong was talking about.
With tears streaming down her face, she asked, "Senior Sister, are you talking about the Moon Goddess Realm in the Misty Secret Realm?"
Feng Yantong nodded and said, "That's right, it's the most precious treasure of the Misty Sect, and it's kept in the Misty Secret Realm."
"However, the Moon God Realm of Mending Heaven has been sealed for nearly a thousand years. Master once said that if we want to reopen it, someone needs to sacrifice three hundred years of their lifespan."
"Furthermore, it can only be used on the day of a full moon."
Feng Yantong was still talking.
Ye Qingcheng started counting the days.
Today is the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, and there are still five days until the full moon.
Three hundred years is a long lifespan.
However, if we can unravel the mystery of why Gu Jian treats me so coldly.
Ye Qingcheng thought it was worth a try.
She thought that perhaps if the mystery was solved, her beloved disciple would return to her side.
She could at least find a "right solution" to persuade him to come back.
"In that case, I will set off in two days to return to the sect and activate my Divine Realm."
Feng Yantong was surprised, not expecting Ye Qingcheng to make a decision so quickly, and then said, "Why not set off immediately?"
Ye Qingcheng glanced at Feng Yantong and said softly, "There are still five days until the night of the full moon. It will take three days to get back to the Misty Sect from here. Even if we go back now, we will still have to wait two more days."
"The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is too dangerous. I need to protect Jian'er for two more days."
Feng Yantong didn't say anything more after hearing this.
Meanwhile, Gu Jian had already returned to the courtyard.
Ye Qingcheng's sudden arrival made him somewhat irritated.
Fortunately, he had Xiao Yiya by his side.
His irritability gradually subsided after Xiao Yiya recorded some unenchanted versions of "300 Nursery Rhymes" for him.
Then Gu Jian touched his chest, feeling the sword spirit there, and said, "Little Yi, I want to exchange for a suitable weapon. Do you have any suggestions for me?"
"Eeya, I suggest that the master exchange for the peerless demonic sword."
Gu Jian was surprised and said, "Peerless Demon Sword, that sounds very powerful."
The little devil Ling'er flapped the demon wings behind her clothes, blinked her beautiful eyes, and laughed, "Not bad, Master. This is a Saint-level demon sword. It is indestructible and extremely powerful. It is also a demon sword with growth potential. Its initial level is Saint-level Grade 1!"
Gu Jian immediately became curious and asked, "Oh? How does it grow?"
The little devil Ling'er said, "Master, just drink the blood. After killing the enemy, the peerless demon sword will automatically absorb his blood."
"Whether it's the blood of demons or the blood of humans, it can upgrade the level of the peerless demonic sword."
Gu Jian nodded and said, "This looks pretty impressive. Little Yi, how many longevity points does it have?"
"Master, only ten thousand!"
Ten thousand immortality points are worth a lot.
However, considering that it was only enough to bury a few dozen demons, Gu Jian felt it was nothing.
"Little Yiya, exchange it for me!"
"Master, there is no problem."
After consuming 10,000 Longevity Points, a blood-red demonic sword appeared out of thin air in front of Gu Jian.
As Gu Jian gripped the sword, he immediately felt a surge of murderous desire rising from the depths of his heart.
As expected of a demonic sword!
Gu Jian nodded secretly, then touched his chest and said, "Old friend, this is a demonic sword. Are you willing to use it as your weapon?"
The sword spirit in his arms emitted a buzzing sound.
It seems to be an answer to Gu Jian.
When Gu Jian became a demon, it followed suit.
The next second, the sword spirit transformed into a beam of light and merged into the peerless demonic sword.
Immediately, a dazzling light emanated from the peerless demonic sword.
Looking at the sharpness of the sword, Gu Jian nodded and said, "Old friend, thank you. With this, I've become stronger again."
Then, Gu Jian thought of the person impersonating him.
“Two days ago, I buried so many demon heads in the backyard of that demon's mansion, but there has been no reaction yet.”
"In that case, let's add fuel to the fire."
Gu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked in the direction of the Demon Soldier's Mansion. A long-brewing plan was taking shape in his mind.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“My dear fourth junior brother, when I use the same methods you used on me to deal with you.”
"I wonder, how would you respond?"
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