"Hey! What's wrong with him?"
Lu Wei was acting very strangely at this moment. When he first appeared, Qu Xiu couldn't sense any demonic energy on him and thought he was just an ordinary Xuan Master.
But now, the sudden surge of demonic energy made Qu Xiu's heart tremble. He was calculating how likely it was that he could survive a battle with Lu Weilai.
"Wen Jingge, back then when you and your master were arguing on the mountain, it wasn't because of him, was it?" Qu Xiu felt that he knew the truth, and he dared not think any further.
If this is the truth, it's absolutely terrifying!
"Your rebellious nature is much stronger than mine."
"Smack!"
Qu Xiu shrank back, unconsciously touching the back of his head. "You, you just knocked someone out like that?"
“You think you can hide a demon god in a state of high spirits? He’s a demon god, not a demon cultivator or a demon.” Wen Jingge rolled her eyes at him and held the unconscious Lu Wei to her side. “He should rest properly in his current state. I’m only thinking of him.”
"Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm." Qu Xiu nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, afraid that Wen Jingge would focus her gaze on him.
There's no other reason than that he was beaten into submission back then.
"You don't need to be so afraid of me, I don't dare to hit anyone now."
Wen Jingge looked at her hands and asked curiously, "Don't you think my current state is strange? I don't even have the aura of a ninth-grade, but my strength is getting stronger and stronger, and I'm losing control of myself more and more."
"For example..."
"For example, I really only tapped him lightly just now. If I had hit him harder, his head would have been smashed open."
Qu Xiu's lips twitched slightly, and his voice was indifferent: "Why do you look a bit like some of my senior brothers? Back then, Master forced them to commit suicide because their abilities and auras were reversed, saying that it was against the laws of heaven and they could not live."
“So…” Wen Jingge sighed, finally understanding why Qu Xiu was still alive.
If the three leaders of these three major sects told a colossal lie to the Xuanmen, and even to the gods in heaven, in order to get her to do something...
How can we be sure she will succeed?
Before her, there must have been many experiments proving that this was definitely possible.
Those who knew the truth back then were destined to be silenced, while those who carried out the plan were destined to keep quiet. The best way to keep quiet was for them to have no idea what they were talking about.
Thus, for fifty or sixty years, the Tantric sect still only had acting leaders, while the two direct disciples who were most likely to get closer to the truth could only use their abilities when they were insane.
According to the leader of the Tu Luo Sect, the sect leader of the Xuan Yun Sect is an ordinary Huo Yongfei. Being ordinary is most likely a disguise. We should be more careful about this senior brother in the future.
The Qinghe Mountain Master's fellow disciples all died, and they were forced to commit suicide by their own master. The most incompetent person was chosen as the mountain master.
This is more like a demonstration to the outside world that the three major sects of the Xuanmen are gradually declining, almost as if they're about to go to the Demon Realm with a megaphone and shout, "Come and fight me! Strike while the iron is hot!"
"You're really bad at this!" Wen Jingge rolled over, lying on the roof, staring at a bead on the eaves. "Is that valuable?"
“There are plenty in Pingchuan Valley. If you like, you can pick them yourself. Just don’t ruin the beauty of my pavilion.”
"This is boring." Wen Jingge rolled her eyes at him. "How long do you think they're going to keep talking about this? I want to go see my silly disciples after they leave."
Qu Xiu was still savoring the look in Shan Hongxing's eyes when he saw Wen Jingge yesterday. It was a mixture of surprise and joy, with more sadness than happiness. It was as if he wanted to ask her something but didn't dare to disturb her rest.
He wasn't familiar with Shan Hongxing, who always considered himself aloof. When they were young, these naughty kids only dared to play with Wen Jingge, who seemed soft and easy to bully, but the result was often the opposite: they were the ones who got beaten up.
However, the friendships among them in the Xuanmen sect are often forged through fighting.
"How are you and Shan Hongxing doing now?"
His expression was so strange. At the time, Wen Jingge was dozing off next to him, and the elders of the sect were conveying his opinions, but he still maintained the image of that aloof young sect leader.
Shan Hongxing's gaze would always sweep over him, seemingly casually. Although he knew it wasn't directed at him, such a gaze still made him feel uncomfortable.
"Not so good." Wen Jingge was also a little surprised. "Do you remember how I offended him before?"
"What do you want to do?" Qu Xiu asked warily.
Before his master committed suicide, he told him that none of the remaining members of their generation were easy to deal with, and the final outcome would depend on their own abilities. If he only wanted to live well, he should try his best to curry favor with Wen Jingge, because she was the most humane of them all, but also the most dangerous.
Because of her, she is an unpredictable variable.
It was a variable that even those three couldn't fully predict, so you can imagine how dangerous it was.
Especially now that Wen Jingge is surrounded by strange things and has a clingy demon god by her side, if something really happens, even if her master were alive, Qinghe Mountain might not be able to be saved.
"I just want to have some fun. Remember to give me a kick when the time comes."
[Phew! I was suffocating.]
"You, an artificial intelligence with intellectual disabilities, can also suffocate?" Wen Jingge sneered.
[It wasn't easy! I thought you wouldn't bother with these little tasks I posted.]
“If something exists, it must have its reason for existing.” Wen Jingge pulled out a dagger. He had heard enough gossip, and many of the people from the small sects had dispersed, leaving only a few people drinking tea.
"What are you doing?" Qu Xiu had no idea that there was something in Wen Jingge's mind talking to her; all he could see was Wen Jingge's dagger heading towards Lu Wei. "You, you wouldn't be trying to kill him, would you?"
"Do me a favor." Wen Jingge's hand paused.
"What kind of help?"
"You don't exist, you really don't exist, right?"
[Hehehe, what are you talking about? You are my host. If I don't exist, then who is talking to you!]
“That’s true.” A slight smile curved her lips. “I’m starting to know what you are. You, me, and Lu Wei—the three of us must have had some kind of connection a long time ago, which is why only he could see you first.”
My later disciples were able to see clearly because... the world is a circle, and some things that were arranged ten thousand years ago have finally come full circle.
In the past six months, I've read many ancient books. Long ago, during the great war of the gods, only one primordial god fell into slumber; she was the only one alive. Ten thousand years ago, another god also survived, living for hundreds of years and establishing a standard for the selection of successive sect leaders of the Xuan Yun Sect.
Only those born with divine lineage can inherit the position of sect leader. This generation's leader should have been mine, but no one did. This is forcing me to investigate that god!
"Non-existent" remained silent, because its existence was no longer of much significance.
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