The area in front of the Burning Heaven Sect is often cleaned, but that's about it. The area inside is a true forbidden zone, especially given the recent events that have occurred within the Profound Cloud Sect.
The entire Xuanmen sect began to fall into turmoil. Since the trial tournament half a year ago, many small sects have disappeared without a trace, some sealing off their mountains and others locking up their peaks.
This tense atmosphere permeated every sect, including the Xuan Yun Sect.
Nowadays, regardless of whether they are outer disciples or inner disciples, and regardless of their status, they are all diligently practicing their skills, all in order to shine and save the world when the Demon Lord is born.
"I can't do what you're saying!"
"Don't forget who gave you everything you have now!"
"I really can't do it! Can you arrange something else?"
"I'm afraid it's not possible with the Demon Lord."
"Seven Peaks has long been defunct in name only. If you're so capable, go and take it yourselves. Why be so arrogant with me?"
"Sect Master, it's easy to borrow again if you repay what you borrow."
"I am not worthy of the title of sect leader."
"Since you can't take on this responsibility, why not give it to someone else?" Wen Jingge fell from the tree, completely unsurprised by what might happen here.
The people in the courtyard were surprised when they saw Wen Jinge. Her half-human, half-beast face was expressionless, but her eyes could convey emotions.
"Huo Yongfei! You're despicable!" The leader of the demons had a bull's head, and smoke was billowing from his two enormous nostrils as he spoke.
"Am I bothering you?" The instigator, completely oblivious, continued to fan the flames.
The demons remained silent. Wen Jingge had a fearsome reputation, and who knew what tricks he had up his sleeve to send them to their deaths?
Huo Yongfei looked at Wen Jingge with a smile on his lips. The secret he had kept for so long had been revealed. He felt no tension, but rather a sense of relief.
When did you find out?
He was just wondering why Wen Jingge, who had always been so impatient, hadn't waited until today to expose him, even if she had lost her memory.
“Two years ago…” Wen Jingge lowered her head. She stood in the light and shadow, the sparse candlelight falling on her face. Her long eyelashes cast shadows at the corners of her eyes, and Huo Yongfei could not see the emotions in her eyes.
"Back then, I lost all my cultivation, and you told me the position of sect leader should have been mine." She raised her head, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "And half a year ago, I was in a coma..."
Huo Yongfei remained silent.
He has made many mistakes in his life, but those six months ago had nothing to do with him, though he accepted it nonetheless.
“When I went to the illusion, I handed Lu Wei over to you, but you couldn’t stop him.”
Huo Yongfei: ...
He took a deep breath, his suspicions growing stronger. Wen Jingge didn't seem to be here to settle scores with him.
“At that time, it was Song Huan who led him there.”
"It's not Song Huan."
"Then I don't know."
"Oh," she replied indifferently.
Huo Yongfei was exasperated by her indifferent attitude and took a deep breath: "Since you knew that back then, why did you put up with me for two years?"
Wen Jingge didn't move, but the Gou Chen sword kept circling around her.
"Actually, Master was also injured because of me..."
Wen Jingge looked up and glanced at him. The girl's gaze was deep and her dark eyes were full of mockery.
After a long silence, the corners of her mouth curved into a smile. "I gave you a chance."
Gou Chen, understanding its master's thoughts, flew towards Huo Yongfei.
"Is Xiao Wu trying to rid the sect of this scourge? At this time?"
Huo Yongfei stood still, looking at the flying Gouchen sword as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
What he really wanted to say was that the timing wasn't right, and that his crimes should be announced to the Xuanmen so that they could judge him. He felt that ending his life so hastily would only burden her with more responsibility.
"Your sect is your sect, not mine." Wen Jingge glanced at the half-hidden sect ancestral hall and threw the wooden fan in her hand away. "The Demon Lord is the one who has something to do with me."
The arriving demons expected a scene of mutual slaughter, but they never expected that the Gou Chen sword, which had broken free of its master's control, would come towards them.
"Why are you causing trouble for us if you're not going to kill your senior brother?"
“You want to control the Demon Lord, but I want to release him.”
For Wen Jingge, a member of the Xuanmen sect, to say such a thing shows just how mad she is in her daily life.
"Xiao Wu! What do you want to do?" Huo Yongfei stared at the wide-open ancestral hall door, as if he had expected something.
"Isn't it obvious?" She glanced at Huo Yongfei. "You were the one who dealt me the fatal blow at the Burning Heaven Sect. Don't you know what secrets are hidden here?"
Huo Yongfei's face turned deathly pale, and his lips trembled. This answer was more terrifying to him than Wen Jinge killing him outright.
Are you sure you want to release him?
"Neither I nor you did anything wrong, so why should the people living on the Seven Peaks pay the price for the madness of our predecessors, Senior Brother?"
As the sect leader, Huo Yongfei naturally knew secrets that other disciples did not, such as why the Burning Heaven Sect, which had become a forbidden place, would hide demons.
Because long ago, that demon lord was sealed here...
The person who took such a crazy step was none other than his respected master.
Upon awakening, the Demon Lord will devour the remains of his previous life and inherit his memories. Those remains were stolen from the Northern Demon Realm.
"Xiao Wei, have you found it yet?" Wen Jingge sat on the threshold watching Gou Chen walk the demon.
"Since we all share the same goal—to protect the Demon Lord—why must Master Wen be so ruthless in trying to kill us all?" A winged being lunged at Wen Jinge.
"Not yet." The fan hung naturally in the air, and the voice came from it.
Huo Yongfei was already in a complete mess. In the current situation, all he could do was help Wen Jingge deal with the group of devils outside: "Xiao Wu! You'd better stop, or you won't be able to turn back."
"Who's still awake on the mountain right now?" Wen Jingge asked coldly.
Huo Yongfei sighed but did not respond.
The Seven Peaks are no longer what they used to be. His master set up the Seven Peaks in preparation for the future Demon Lord, and he knew that. Now, the peak masters are either insane or injured...
Therefore, he couldn't answer Wen Jingge's question.
Seeing the winged bird-man rushing towards Wen Jinge, he also crashed into Wen Jinge, hoping to minimize the damage.
“When I woke up two years ago, your hand was shattered by my palm. Then Shan Hongxing slapped you again, and your hand was shattered again.”
Huo Yongfei's expression hardened, but he was relieved to see that Wen Jingge had finally changed locations.
“You were supposed to perish back then, so you made a deal with the demons.”
Huo Yongfei remained silent, because a coffin appeared out of thin air behind Wen Jinge, and the group of demons entangled by Gouchen were also stunned.
"this……"
"I'm almost there, just hang in there a little longer." Xiao Wei, who was inside the fan, directed the paper figures to come out, and the ancestral tablets in the sect's ancestral hall collapsed to the ground.
The paper figures rustled, the candlelight flickered, and several "ox-headed and horse-faced" figures stood in front of the door like messengers of souls, confirming the desolation of the place.
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