Eight-Direction Compass
"Young master, young master."
The autumn morning was cool, and the frost and dew were heavy, but Song Song was still asleep and unwilling to wake up.
"What brings you here so early, young master?" Qi Ye, dressed in a single garment, emerged from the side room and gestured for his servants to immediately stand aside.
The servant bowed and said, "Seventh Master, I've come to inform the young master that we have distinguished guests."
Qi Ye entered the room, put on his outer robe, and followed the servant with his hair disheveled: "Don't disturb the young master. What distinguished guest is visiting at this hour? Do they have a visiting card?"
The servant pulled a name card from his sleeve. Qi Ye took it, his face darkening. He casually tied his hair up and quickened his pace: "Inform the distinguished guest residing in the west courtyard."
He paused for a moment: "Be careful, only inform Immortal Master Guichen."
Upon entering the living room, one is greeted by Zhu Xun leisurely sipping tea, dressed in a dark red robe. To his left and behind stands a maid in an orange dress, the very one who brought him out that day.
Hearing footsteps, Zhao Hua turned around first and looked Qi Ye up and down: "Oh, you've recovered quite well."
Qi Ye bowed to Zhao Hua with clasped hands.
“Demon Lord,” Qi Ye said.
Zhu Xun turned his head slowly and deliberately, his gaze icy cold. He glanced behind him, but didn't see the person he wanted to see. His impatience was undisguised and directly covered his face.
Qi Ye frowned and sat directly opposite Zhu Xun: "What brings the Demon Lord here?"
Zhu Xun's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Can't we catch up if there's nothing wrong?"
The night was silent; this person was not capable of normal communication.
After a long stalemate, Zhu Xun spoke first, asking indirectly, "Where is Song Song?"
The tea leaves floating on the tea soup were blown away by the night air. In the cool autumn, a sip of warm tea was the perfect finishing touch.
Zhu Xun's forehead veins throbbed, and Zhao Hua asked on behalf of his master, "Hey, Ice Face, His Majesty is asking you a question."
Qi Ye raised an eyebrow, choosing not to speak, since the real protagonist had already arrived.
"uncle!"
You Youju looked at Qi Ye in disbelief. Zhu Xun, seeing that You Youju hadn't looked at him at first glance, stood in front of Qi Ye with great dissatisfaction.
This is so exciting so early in the morning!
"Did Zhu Xun come to see me?" You Youju blinked.
Zhu Xun replied softly, "I was worried that Xiao Baiyao would harm Song Song, so I came to protect them. I didn't expect to see your barrier, so I guessed that my uncle should be here."
If it were Qi Ye's first time meeting Zhu Xun, Qi Ye might actually have been fooled by that harmless face.
On the other hand, You Youju was deeply moved and looked at Zhu Xun with a face full of relief.
The birds hiding in the treetops were startled and cried out in the sky.
"Chao Lan, why are you dressed like that today?" A sleepy-eyed Song Song yawned as she entered the reception room. "Qi Ye, you're up so early too? Come and have breakfast. Aren't you hungry?"
As Song Song turned around, he bumped into Chao Lan, who was standing at the bottom of the steps. He covered his nose and complained, "Hey, Chao Lan, why didn't you say anything?"
etc.
Song Song turned around, and there stood "Chao Lan" behind You Youju, looking at him with a gloomy expression. Seriously, would Chao Lan dress like that?
He stepped back in disbelief, stepping on Chaolan's foot and tripping: "That's a monster!"
Qi Ye helped him up and whispered in his ear, "It's Zhu Xun."
"Zhu Xun!?"
Song Song heard a sigh of compromise and said to Chao Lan, "Let's eat first."
Just then, a terrible scream suddenly came from the doorway, seemingly from the doorman.
The group, no longer caring about their meal, hurriedly ran towards the door.
The doorman's body lay on the ground, and the servants were terrified. Two guards blocked the doorway, and when they saw Song Song arrive, they hurriedly said, "Young master, do not go! This man is of unknown origin. He said he wanted to see you, but he didn't have a visiting card. His behavior is strange. If we stop him, he will kill Xiao Si!"
Looking from the gate, there were two people, one standing and one sitting, on the steps below.
The person sitting was Xiao Baiyao, while the person standing was covered in black hemp clothing, completely obscuring their face, with only a pair of slender white fingers pushing the wheelchair visible.
Zhao Hua rushed forward, unusually flustered: "You dare to come here!?"
You Youju patted Zhao Hua on the shoulder: "He can't get in."
Upon seeing Xiao Baiyao, Song Song became even more enraged. He snatched a sword from a soldier and threatened to kill Xiao Baiyao, feeling it was unfair to a noble young master like him. In his anger, he unleashed the most vile words he had ever heard. Chao Lan and Qi Ye tried to stop him while simultaneously calming him down.
"Cough cough cough." Xiao Baiyao coughed violently, and he seemed to have aged a lot compared to last time.
Zhu Xun lifted him up from a distance without any further explanation.
Xiao Baiyao was being choked, his face ashen, struggling to breathe, clearly in immense pain, yet his eyes remained fixed on them. He gasped for air, a trail of disgusting saliva dangling from his lips, and occasionally let out a snicker.
The person dressed entirely in black hemp clothing made no move, gripping the handles of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, looking eerily like a lifeless wooden stake.
Chao Lan spoke up to stop him: "Stop! Did he come here specifically to die?"
Zhu Xun remained unmoved: "Since he's here to die, then let him have his way."
With Zhu Xun's magical power, killing someone would be a matter of an instant, yet even now, with Xiao Baiyao's throat being squeezed, he continues to sneer.
You Youju also noticed something unusual: "Zhu Xun."
Zhu Xun understood and threw Xiao Baiyao down. Xiao Baiyao was flung against the wall and slid down like an insect, immediately gasping for breath.
Once his expression calmed down, he laughed like a madman.
He had no legs and couldn't stand up, so he could only crawl on the ground. His hair hung down into the soil and was covered in sand. Saliva and blood mixed together and dripped down, which was disgusting.
Zhu Xun pinched his index finger and thumb together, and Xiao Baiyao's pain intensified: "Purpose."
It is the Truth Worm inside Xiao Baiyao's body. As long as Xiao Baiyao is within Zhu Xun's line of sight, he can activate the Truth Worm to bite Xiao Baiyao's internal organs.
"Hahahaha! Torture me however you like. I have already dissolved my life pearl into water in the wells of several villages outside the city. As soon as I feel my life is threatened, those who drink the well water will be corroded to death. And when they die, their souls will become evil spirits and be used by me, unable to escape. Hahahaha."
Everyone was startled.
Which villages?
"I don't know either. I specifically handed them over to my subordinates. Who knows which villages they scattered to?"
Song Song ripped the scabbard off the soldier's sword and threw it at Xiao Baiyao, hitting him squarely on the forehead: "You beast, how could you come up with such a vicious trick!"
Chao Lan acted decisively, sending a message back to Chaoyun Mountain and disseminating it to various sects, instructing them to use their respective magical treasures to search for and purify the water. She also sent a message to the imperial palace to control and investigate the villagers' drinking water situation.
Zhu Xun also informed Yao Guang to focus on finding and killing any remaining members of Xiao Baiyao's forces in the suburbs and outside the city.
You Youju expanded the barrier and Zhu Xun added a spell to ensure that no demons could enter and harm Song Song. After instructing Song Song not to leave the mansion, he took Xiao Baiyao to Chaoyun Mountain.
When they reached a thick fog, Zhaohua spoke up: "Your Excellency, there's a dense fog ahead, it might be difficult to travel. Should we take a detour if necessary?"
Since Zhao Hua boarded the ship, she has been guarding the man in black hemp clothing, while Xiao Baiyao has been abandoned in a sorry state, like a maggot.
The two brothers sat beside You Youju, neither of them speaking, neither willing to leave.
You Youju stood at the bow of the boat to observe the situation. The mountain ahead was the highest on the way back. There was fog occasionally, but it was never as foggy as it was today, where you could only see a small area.
You Youju pursed his lips. Although this was the shortest route, he still planned to take a detour back for safety's sake.
The fog grew thicker and thicker, and You Youju even felt as if the white fog had grown tentacles and was reaching out to grab them. He held the rudder in his hand, preparing to turn the boat around.
"What the hell are you waiting for?!"
Xiao Baiyao's roar immediately attracted the attention of the group. Thick fog climbed up the ship, making it sway precariously.
Just then, Zhao Hua, standing beside You Youju, drew out a compass from her heart. She cut her wrist and offered her blood as a sacrifice. In an instant, the compass covered half of the ship, and You Youju was sucked in without warning, leaving the two brothers no chance to react.
"Master!" "Uncle!"
Zhu Xun swung his palm and sent Zhao Hua flying. Zhao Hua's internal organs were ruptured, and a mouthful of blood fell into the air. He fell helplessly off the spaceship.
Chao Lan scattered exorcism talismans and stuck them all over the ship. Without delay, he quickly summoned the Mother-Child Dream-Cutting Blade. The two swords, one long and one short, fought their way to the entrance. However, the compass tightened its grip so much that the two swords sparked and their shadows flickered. He shouted to Zhu Xun, "Quick! The Eight Directions Compass will take people into the most terrifying time and destroy their minds!"
"Hahahaha! Futile! Futile! Cen Zhuxun, you will never come back. Do you know what this is? This is a sacred artifact I've crafted over many years! Otherwise, how do you think I controlled those fools in the past! Haha ...
Xiao Baiyao was almost insane. His once thick black hair was now half withered and white, and his face was full of wrinkles, making him look like an old man in his eighties.
It was a forbidden technique. He exchanged his life for magical power, and without the blessing of the Life Bead, he was rapidly depleting.
No wonder it's so bizarre; they're determined to perish together.
Zhu Xun didn't turn her head even for a moment. As she ran, she pulled out her hairpin and stabbed it into Xiao Baiyao's throat: "You don't need to feel threatened anymore, just die!" Then she leaped and flew past Chao Lan into the Eight Directions Compass.
Chao Lan turned the sword horizontally and held it at the entrance. The sword rang out with a mournful sound, constantly emitting a lament to its master.
Before long, the Dream-Cut Knife could no longer hold on; tiny cracks began to appear, and it was on the verge of shattering.
It seems that Zhu Xun has not been able to hold his master back, so Chao Lan had no choice but to issue an urgent order to Fei Hua Peak and the most knowledgeable Uncle Chi Yu, pleading for their help.
The valve was getting tighter and tighter, and the mother sword could no longer support it. Just as it was about to shatter, Chao Lan took turns using the daughter sword to move forward, thus buying time.
Sweat dripped into her eyes, but Chaolan dared not slacken her efforts.
The compass had an extremely strong suction force, and the two of them still couldn't get out. The last sword couldn't hold on and broke completely, leaving Chaolan only able to support herself with her palms.
Only when Chu Fei's shout came from not far away did Chao Lan struggle to pry open an entrance large enough for a person to pass through, and fly into the Eight Directions Compass.
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