Jiang Yining continued, "But you are still afraid. You have no way to deal with the real Jun Tan."
"That's because my strength was suppressed! If I regain my former power, I'll personally twist the head off any little girl who can use Jun Tan's power!"
"Ha, you still believe Yu Hui's words? Your power is already strong enough, why do you still rely on the power she gives you?"
Bai Yu snorted, "What do you know? How long have you been in the Heavenly Demon Abyss? The power of the Demon Disciples is all related to Yu Hui. Once the seal is broken and Yu Hui regains her true power, my suppressed power can also return. Even those who became Demon Disciples later can be influenced by Yu Hui's power and become stronger. This is the true secret of the Heavenly Demon Abyss. But Jiang Yining, if I'm not mistaken, you've already found a way to sever your connection with Yu Hui, haven't you? Otherwise, would you dare to betray her?"
"I naturally have my own methods. If you'd like, I can help you!"
"So the traitor who was killed by Wen Xiao was also instigated by you?"
Jiang Yining frowned. "For Yu Hui, it was the seal left by Jun Tan that restricted her freedom, but for us, isn't it Yu Hui who restricted our freedom? Bai Yu, don't you really want to get rid of her?"
"I've already said it, following Yu Hui is my choice, that doesn't mean I've betrayed Jun Tan! So don't provoke me any further!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yining suddenly spoke up sarcastically: "If you don't care, why are you so angry when I mention your betrayal of Jun Tan? You were a traitor, and you'll be a traitor for life, forever. Bai Yu, you're truly pathetic. You've been Jun Tan's dagger for half your life, and then you were tricked by Yu Hui into becoming her dagger again. What's laughable is that you act like a prostitute while trying to maintain a virtuous image."
"I'll kill you!" Bai Yu was completely enraged and attacked in a fit of rage, tearing open the wound on his neck again, but Jiang Yining turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.
He left only one sentence: "Alright, Bai Yu, let me give you a piece of advice: don't trust Yu Hui. She never tells the truth. She's not like us. I'll be waiting for you at the Heavenly Dao Sect. Come find me anytime you think things through!"
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Snow Cold Sword Sect.
The scene was a mess. The previous fire had been extinguished. Nangong Ling'er looked at Nanmen Yihen, who had been suppressed, and her face turned ashen.
If Bai Yao hadn't intervened and stopped the berserk Nanmen Yihen, everyone here would probably be dead today. She became increasingly uneasy. Nanmen Yihen was a Dao Integration Realm expert and the undisputed number one swordsman. Although he was still far inferior to Bai Yu, he was still a very troublesome opponent.
But Bai Yao easily subdued him. She was a little worried and instructed Lu Yuan, Ai Yue, and Zhang Chengfeng to stay close to Bai Yao and Xiao Yuhan. This time, her attitude was very clear. She didn't beat around the bush with Lu Yuan and said directly, "No matter who comes to cause trouble for Bai Yao, you are allowed to do your best. Even if it causes a sect war, don't have any worries."
Nangong Ling'er's actions were to protect Bai Yao as well as others. Such terrifying demonic power would surely attract attention, and she feared that Bai Yao might be driven to a killing spree. This was to protect others.
Similarly, if Bai Yao were to do something irreversible due to people's suspicions, even the Heavenly Sword Sect might not be able to protect her in the future. Considering all factors, she did not intend to let anyone else have contact with Bai Yao.
However, the crazed Nanmen Yiqi was a bit troublesome. From him, Nangong Ling'er sensed a familiar aura and immediately judged that the two of them should be affected by the same person's methods.
However, it is clear that Nanmen Yihen is still able to move and retain some of his consciousness, so his condition is not as serious as Xiao Yuhan's.
Nanmen Ruoxuan was injured, but she still rallied her forces and began to reorganize the sect and rebuild its defenses.
As night fell, Nangong Ling'er found a habitable room and began to work with medicinal herbs, hoping to find a way to resolve the issues with Nanmen Yihuan and Senior Brother Xiao.
Xiao Yuhan lay quietly on the bed not far away, while Nanmen Yihen, locked in a specially made cage, kept making noise. Nangong Ling'er couldn't feel at ease, while Bai Yao squatted not far away, without saying a word.
"Yao'er, do you have Ningxiang grass with you?" Nangong Ling'er asked.
Bai Yao indeed took out a dried Ningxiang grass from her storage artifact. "Will this be of any use?"
"It won't help with their problems, but it can quiet down Nanmen Yihen for a bit. It's too noisy! Come on, help me grind it into powder and mix it into the incense to light it."
Bai Yao quietly did as instructed, while Nangong Ling'er fiddled with the medicinal herbs in her hands and flipped through a medical book, her expression seemingly focused.
While Bai Yao was doing her work, she was very uneasy. Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Junior Uncle, aren't you curious about what happened to Yao'er?"
Nangong Ling'er was taken aback, stopped what she was doing, and immediately said, "It would be a lie to say I'm not curious, but that's not the most important thing right now."
Bai Yao slowly removed the cloth from her neck. "Junior Uncle, is this a demon mark on my body?"
Nangong Ling'er nodded, "Yes!"
"Junior Uncle, is Yao'er really a demon?"
Nangong Ling'er stared at her, remaining silent for a long time before finally saying, "Then let me ask you: are tiger demons and pig demons demons?"
"yes!"
"Are lions, tigers, dogs, creatures that fly in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water all demons?"
Bai Yao thought for a moment, "Not necessarily, people are different."
What makes people different?
Hearing this, Bai Yao was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused.
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