They came in droves
The building had completely collapsed. Zhu Xun could hear the sound of stones hitting the bed board. Normally, he would have been happy to see Chao Lan suffer like this, but things were different now.
Zhu Xun cupped You Youju's cheek in one hand and shook her: "Uncle! Wake up! Uncle! Wake up!"
You Youju did not react. If she hadn't still been breathing, her death would have been a convincing fake.
"Heh."
Zhu Xun clearly heard Chao Lan let out a muffled groan; she had been hit by a falling rock.
Zhu Xun's palms were sweating. If this continued, Cen Chaolan would faint from the pain before they even got out.
He couldn't bear to slap You Youju's cheeks, so he pinched his chin and shook him: "Uncle! Wake up! Youju! You Youju! Please wake up! We found you! You're all better now, please wake up!"
You Youju felt dizzy and lightheaded, with a constant buzzing in his ears and indistinct sounds, as if dust was being driven into his nostrils.
His throat itched, and he wanted to cough twice. He subconsciously tried to pull away the things that were holding his cheeks, but he couldn't muster the strength to lift his hands.
Finally, as the floor cracked, the area under the bed lost its potential to serve as a shelter. Chao Lan shouted, "Quickly, carry Master out!"
Then the entire hospital bed was lifted up, and Zhu Xun stood up amidst the chaos. But before she knew it, the floor beneath her feet slipped, and she fell down as lightly as if she had fallen into water.
At the critical moment, Zhu Xun grabbed the edge of the rubble with one hand and tightly wrapped his other arm around You Youju's waist, saying, "Quickly pull Uncle up!"
Chao Lan reached out to take it, and a drop of blood dripped from her forehead onto Zhu Xun's cheek. Zhu Xun instinctively shook it off, but Chao Lan had already taken You Youju from her.
Seeing that Chaolan had no intention of pulling him up, Zhu Xun sneered inwardly and used his other hand to climb upward with all his might.
He saw Chao Lan give him a deep look, and he immediately sensed something was wrong. Could this kid be planning to betray him after he's done something wrong?
Actually, that's not the case. Chao Lan said, "The shaking has subsided. You can come up by yourself. I'll wake up Master first."
Then, he covered You Youju's mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief, grabbed You Youju's shoulders, and began to shake her without any pity: "Master! Wake up!"
Zhu Xun was annoyed: "Can't you be a little gentler?!"
Chao Lan ignored her and continued to gently pat You Youju's cheeks: "You Youju! Wake up!"
He caught a glimpse of the amber bracelet on You Youju's wrist and was reminded of his own ordeal.
So he pulled You Youju into his arms to protect him from the falling rocks, their hands, adorned with bracelets, intertwined.
He was completely unaware that he was gently rubbing You Youju's shoulders, almost pleading as he whispered in his ear, "Master, please wake up. It's me, Chaolan. Zhuxun and I will definitely take you out of here."
Actually, he was very anxious.
My wrists started to feel hot and burning, but not hot enough to burn me.
Zhu Xun had already climbed up. He looked closely, then suddenly grabbed Chao Lan's wrist and asked, "What is this?! I didn't have it?!"
At that very moment, You Youju finally coughed up the itch.
In an instant, as if nothing had happened, the three of them squatted in the pale, boundless space. There were no buildings, no rubble, no cracks in the ground, no sound, nothing had occurred.
The two were delighted and both turned their gazes toward You Youju.
"Uncle, you're awake!"
"Master!"
You Youju's gaze gradually returned to clarity and focus after it had been blank. He looked around for a long time, as if he hadn't seen the two of them for many years. His gaze was deep and unfathomable, which made the two of them feel a tightness in their hearts.
Perhaps because he had just recovered and was still not fully recovered, he could only close his eyes to rest for a while, then open them again to check on the two brothers and put their minds at ease. He remained silent for a long time.
"Where is this?" You Youju asked, looking up.
“This is from the Eight Directions Compass; we’ve fallen into Xiao Baiyao’s trap,” Chao Lan replied.
"He's not dead, is he?"
.........
"Uncle, he's dead." Zhu Xun's eyes darted away.
You Youju took a deep breath and stood up: "How do we get out now?"
Chao Lan and Zhu Xun also stood up. Chao Lan replied, "Master, this depends on the Purple Emperor Sword within your body."
"You audacious fiends! What nonsense are you spouting? Aren't you all fiends yourselves?!"
Yao Guang glanced sideways and picked at her ear with her little finger: "Who's talking?"
Cang Zhou Shui rode his sword upwards, confronting Yao Guang, who was leading the group: "Hmph, our immortal sect has repeatedly tolerated you. Since your demon race is determined to start a war, even going so far as to invade our Chaoyun Mountain, then our immortal sect will not be manipulated by others."
Yao Guang pointed to the barrier in front of him: "I'm outside the barrier, aren't I? I think you've misunderstood, Elder. We have no intention of starting a war. We only want to bring back the master of the Demon Realm," he tilted his head slightly, his intense gaze fixed on Zhao Hua, "and the traitors of the Demon Realm."
Cang Zhoushui's face darkened, but a smile still lingered on his lips: "Weren't those two arrows yours, the Demon Clan's?"
Yao Guang narrowed her eyes, and then Cang Zhou Shui gave the order, "Form the formation!"
A tremendous boom resounded in their ears, and everyone turned to find the source of the sound. It turned out that the Eight Directions Compass had exploded, a beam of purple light fell down, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, the true faces of the three people were revealed.
"Since that's the case, Elder Cang, why don't you pull those two arrows out again and shoot them at me?" Even with a veil covering her face, Zhu Xun's murderous aura still emanated from her eyes.
Cangzhou Shui gritted his teeth inwardly. He had originally hoped that Youyou Ju could die in the illusion and transform into his true form so that Chaolan could be fulfilled and the demon realm could be eradicated. However, before he could cast the spell to break the plate, all three of them came out safely.
Chao Lan handed You Youju to Si Chuitang, gave Zhu Xun a look, and walked alone to Cang Zhoushui's side to bow: "Sect Leader, I wonder how the people in the suburbs are doing now?"
Cang Zhoushui was even more furious, his beard fluttering: "The news is fake!"
Chao Lan nodded with a sigh of relief. Her voice was loud and clear: "The three of us fell into Xiao Baiyao's trap. Now that Xiao Baiyao is dead and the trouble has been eliminated, there is really no need for the two clans to draw their swords and fight each other. Thank you all for your help, sect leaders. I am deeply grateful. If there is anything I can do for you in the future, please feel free to ask. I will do my best to help."
Logically speaking, since Chaolan has already said this, the crowd shouldn't be reacting this way.
The scene was completely silent. Compared to the strange looks from the others, Cang Zhoushui was particularly indignant, glaring at him with a look of utter disappointment.
Gu Yuechan, who always relied on his strength and didn't like to speak, settled the situation with a single sentence: "Nephew, do you think our immortal sect are a bunch of fools and bastards?"
The head of the Guyue Zen sect doesn't like to speak, but he has a very strong deterrent effect.
He often affectionately called the younger members of various immortal sects "elder nephew," and was extremely generous and amiable. He was lavish in spending money and never put on airs, which won him many hearts.
Someone immediately chimed in, "Yeah, we're always entertaining you guys, just playing around with you all day long."
Sect Leader Gu Yuechan said calmly, "Given the situation today, even a spineless coward should have a chance to bite back, right?"
Chao Lan was very modest: "This junior does not mean to back down, but believes that it is better for both tribes to continue to perform their respective duties and avoid conflict."
The disciples of Gu Yue Chan shouted, "Look where the hell we are! Who's standing outside? Who cast the spell that caused your deaths? Are we supposed to clean up the mess left by the demons? I'm telling you, brothers, they're human, so why aren't we?"
Seeing that the situation was not good, You Youju had just taken a couple of sips of water when he stood up and walked to the center, wanting to say something.
The people from Baicaoshan spoke up: "Everyone, listen to me. Our sect has always advocated peace. However, when Elder Guichen took out the compass, everyone's attention was drawn to that brat. We saw it clearly."
Elder Guichen charged out with sword energy.
"I wouldn't say solving the mystery from within is as difficult as ascending to heaven, but even if you don't die, you'll be badly injured, right? And you three are standing here unharmed… It's not that I'm disrespecting Chao Yunshan and Elder Guichen, but I'm afraid the Purple Emperor Sword is inside Guichen's body?"
Having said that, he clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed to the heavens without looking to the side, and said, “Among the many immortal sects, your Chaoyun Mountain sect has the most members in the ranks of immortals, all thanks to the Purple Emperor Sword and the ‘Sword Forging Tool.’ Once the Sword Forging Tool is completed, you will naturally ascend to immortality. Elder Guichen, you’re not going to do this wonderful thing? Are you perhaps planning to establish your own sect with your good disciple? Or is it true, as that little girl said, that you have already sided with the Demon Realm and harbor ill intentions?”
The sect leader of Baicaoshan, with a serious and alarmist tone, stirred up a great deal of discussion among the crowd, who were half-truths and half-lies.
Someone said, "You, Chao Yunshan, should take the Purple Emperor Sword and dispel this rumor!"
Only a few elders knew that the Purple Emperor Sword had finally appeared in the world. In the past, it was all just empty talk and posturing. Now, where could they find a divine sword with the quality of a divine artifact?
Zhu Xun changed his clothes and was carried out in a small sedan chair. He said in a nonchalant tone, "Why make things difficult for Elder Guichen? If you all want to fight, why shouldn't I accompany you? Just don't make things difficult for my useless children."
He extended his hand from the black gauze curtain of the sedan chair, two slender, pale fingers extended together. Everyone was on guard. "You come in pairs..." He paused for a second, then turned his palm upward and beckoned, "Or all at once?"
Chao Lan drew his sword, preparing to fight Zhu Xun. After all, this battle was inevitable, and only he could quell it.
Unexpectedly, someone was faster than him. He had barely finished shouting, "You little brat! I'll have a go at you!" when he was knocked to the ground.
I wonder which immortal sect's senior disciple had such courage, sacrificing his own dignity to make the demons laugh.
However, there are many people who are courageous, and they are still worthy of praise.
After a series of defeats, several more sect leaders, one after another, fell from grace.
Everyone suggested attacking together, and each sect set up its grand formation. This was the time to show off their sect's power, so naturally everyone used their best skills.
To be honest, if it were the first God of War or the Demon Emperor, it would be nothing more than waving a hand.
However, the power passed down through generations may have been diluted, and the later generations only had about one-tenth of the combat strength, but it was still a huge force.
This formation did indeed trap Zhu Xun for quite some time, with both the Demon Realm and the Immortal Sect holding their breath, waiting for the crucial moment to launch a counterattack.
Even You Youju was sweating bullets; this wasn't the best strategy, but it was certainly the safest one.
Fortunately, after three hours of fighting, the immortal sect's formation still ended in defeat.
"So, Chao Yunshan, you're just standing by and watching now?"
"Yeah, we've been fighting for so long, shouldn't you guys get involved?"
Discontent was widespread.
Chao Lan drew her sword and pointed it in Zhu Xun's direction: "You have been dealing with various immortal sects for a long time. To be fair, all the experts in your clan are welcome to spar with me."
Zhu Xun said, "No need." You Youju heard a distinctly hoarse voice.
You Youju said, "Wouldn't it be unfair for us to win? Please, Demon Lord, show no mercy."
Zhu Xun understood You Youju's meaning: first, to allow him a moment to recover; second, this fight was meant to showcase their combined combat prowess. Without Zhu Xun, the Demon Clan could fight them; without Chao Lan, the Immortal Sect could fight them. Their combined strength determined the duration and influence of peace. In short, it was about gaining the respect of the masses.
So he toned down his tough stance.
"Ha, does our clan have any warriors willing to fight the legendary God of War?"
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