Chapter 82
Ji Tang was frozen in place by Su Jinzhou's cold gaze and said dryly, "Yanzun?"
She felt even colder in an instant.
The old man and the young man huddled in the corner after Su Jinzhou entered the room. The appearance of Su Jinzhou, the moving ice block, frightened them both by the chill all over his body and the faint pressure emanating from him.
The old man had a pale face and was about to kneel down tremblingly. The young man had no intention of stopping him because his legs were also weak. If it weren't for the young man's fearless and stubborn spirit, he would have fallen to the ground by now.
Jitang buried his head in his work and acted like a quail.
Su Jinzhou cast a cold gaze on the old man and said, "Go find someone."
The old man was frightened and his brain finally started to work. He finally understood what Su Jinzhou meant and was about to run out. However, before he took two steps, his legs bent uncontrollably and he fell heavily to the ground.
The young man held on to the brick wall and finally reached the old man. The two of them supported each other and walked out.
As soon as they left, Su Jinzhou's gaze returned to Ji Tang.
Ji Tang gave him a silly smile, pretending he couldn't feel his coldness, and took out the hairpin as if offering a treasure. "Immortal, this belongs to the Nightmare Lord. It has the aura of the Nightmare Lord on it."
To say it was hers wasn't accurate.
This hairpin has existed for thousands of years. At that time, Jitang came out of seclusion before Su Jinzhou, and went down the mountain with his fellow disciples to buy it.
This plain hairpin had no patterns when it was bought. The sea of clouds pattern on it was carved by Ji Tang herself. However, her craftsmanship was not good, and the pattern was not good-looking. It was even mistaken by her junior fellow apprentice for a round egg.
She gave the hairpin to Su Jinzhou when he came out of seclusion. In fact, it had already become Su Jinzhou's thing.
Later, she stabbed Su Jinzhou with a sword, and the two had not seen each other for more than 30 years. She and Shaqi hid on the Jiuming Abyss. She put time behind her and focused on building the Jiuming Abyss. The rest of the time she was either practicing or sleeping with an empty head.
It was thirty-five years later that I met Su Jinzhou again.
She didn't know how Su Jinzhou found Jiu Mingyuan, and he was just going to rush in without caring about anything.
Ji Tang was so panicked that he even abandoned the Jiu Ming Abyss that he had built with so much effort and ran away.
She had been hiding outside for ten years. When she returned to the Nine Nether Abyss, she naturally did not see Su Jinzhou, but she saw this white hairpin outside the Qiao Yao Five Elements Formation.
She held the hairpin and cried for a long time, and Shaqi almost suspected that her tears would drown the trees and grass under her feet.
But Ji Tang couldn't stop. Su Jinzhou left this hairpin to her, which meant he wanted to completely cut off all contact with her.
Sharky rubbed salt into her wounds and asked her: Isn't this what you want?
Ji Tang was deeply hurt by these words and it took him a long time to recover.
Ji Tang was so lost in memories that he didn't even notice that the hairpin on his hand was taken away by Su Jinzhou.
The room was silent for a moment.
Su Jinzhou held the hairpin tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jitang couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
It was not until there was a knock on the wooden door that Su Jinzhou put the hairpin in his hand back into his arms, turned around and said, "Come in."
The old man pushed the door open carefully, raised his head tremblingly, and gave Su Jinzhou a humble smile.
Someone impatiently pushed him into the house, causing him to stagger.
The man walked in from behind and asked in a high-pitched voice, "Who wants the devil's magic weapon?"
The temperature in the house dropped suddenly, not just in a perceptual way, but in reality.
The young man ran into the house, supported the old man and retreated to the corner of the house.
The man ignored Ji Tang who lowered his head behind him and looked directly at Su Jinzhou, "You?"
Su Jinzhou used his spiritual power to close the wooden door, and then replied, "I."
Ji Tang's attention was drawn back by the loud slam of the door. When he looked up, he saw Su Jinzhou raising his left arm with his five fingers slightly closed. The man who entered the door was sucked towards Su Jinzhou without any resistance. The next moment, Su Jinzhou's hand had already grabbed the man's neck.
As Su Jinzhou raised his arms, the man's feet left the ground. He grabbed Su Jinzhou's wrists with both hands and struggled desperately. Unable to break free, he tried to make hand gestures to cast a spell, but after he had made the gestures, his spiritual power solidified and remained motionless.
His face turned red, then gradually swelled and turned purple.
Su Jinzhou tilted his head slightly, his long black hair standing up and sliding down his shoulders. His eyes were so cold that they didn't look like those of a living person, even colder than the ice and snow that never melted on the Snow Guishuanghan Ridge in Dengtian City.
The man's hair stood on end when he was looked at by him, and waves of coldness kept running up his back.
After a moment, Su Jinzhou said, "You are the elder of Diyun Palace, Dou Chuishan."
The man, whose name was called correctly, was shocked and could not hide his astonishment. However, the pain of suffocation was increasing by the second. He could not care about anything else and said hoarsely: "Fellow Daoist...you know me...why...kill me..."
Su Jinzhou's eyes were sharp, and he didn't answer. He twisted his fingers together, and with a click, Dou Chuishan's head drooped weakly.
Everything happened too fast, and Dou Chuishan died with his eyes open.
“Kill, kill, kill… Kill, kill…” The old man fell to the ground, so scared that he couldn’t speak clearly.
Jitang was also extremely shocked.
Is the cold-blooded and heartless man who regards human life as worthless really the senior brother she has been thinking about for thousands of years?
What grudge did this man named Dou Chuishan have with Su Jinzhou that made him kill the other person after confirming his identity?
Jitang had countless questions and thoughts in his mind.
In a short time, Dou Chuishan's body was burned to ashes by the flames in Su Jinzhou's hands.
The old man and the young man were both soaked, with sweat from the high temperature in the room and snot and tears from fear. There was a puddle of water where the two men had fallen. Ji Tang frowned and turned his eyes away.
The old man seemed to be frightened out of his mind, and kept repeating the word "kill".
Su Jinzhou looked down and saw that the old man was still immersed in fear. He did not react to Su Jinzhou's gaze. However, the young man met Su Jinzhou's gaze. That look was too terrifying. He trembled so much that he couldn't even kneel down and beg for mercy.
After a night of rest, the boat got closer.
Every step seemed to sentence the two of them one step closer to death.
The young man was so frightened that he even forgot to cry, and his eyes became increasingly dull.
Su Jinzhou raised his hand and placed it above the two men's heads. From a distance, he pinched his fingers together and the Forgetfulness Technique filled with spiritual power rushed down. The next second, the two men fainted on the ground.
The Forgetfulness Technique can make a person lose a part of their memory. As for how much memory can be lost, it all depends on the level of cultivation and willingness of the person who casts the spell.
Ji Tang watched silently behind him, and finally felt relieved when he saw that he was only erasing the memories of the two people instead of killing them.
She always remembered what Su Jinzhou said when she entered his dream.
——"I already know who most of the people were back then, and I will kill them one by one."
This sentence was like a sword hanging over her head, reminding her all the time and making her unable to feel at ease.
She entered the dream in a strange way and did not interfere with Su Jinzhou's dream. She would not appear in her original appearance, but would transform into the person the dream owner wanted to see most based on Su Jinzhou's dream. So she didn't know who Su Jinzhou was talking to.
Four hundred years is neither long nor short. She has no idea why Su Jinzhou has become like this, nor who he killed for.
After the night is over, I look back.
Jitang immediately lowered his head and didn't look at him.
Su Jinzhou: "Let's go, the black market ends tonight, hurry up."
Jitang bowed slightly, "Yes."
Ji Tang disguised himself as Xiao Yan and searched for Yan Zun's magic weapon from stall to stall.
Su Jinzhou didn't go anywhere else, and followed her the entire time. Although he didn't say a word, he felt a strong sense of oppression. Until it got dark, the number of people walking around the black market decreased, and most of the stalls had closed.
Jitang also came to the last stall.
The stall owner was busy packing up his stall, but when he saw the two of them, especially Su Jinzhou, a monk with an extraordinary appearance and who looked extremely wealthy, he stopped packing up his stall.
"Would you two like to take a look?"
"Let's take a look." Ji Tang answered casually. With Su Jinzhou around, she couldn't act too perfunctory. Instead, she moved closer to the stalls and looked at each magic weapon one by one.
In fact, from the very beginning, she didn't find any magic weapon she had used at first glance.
She turned around and shook her head at Su Jinzhou, just in time to meet Su Jinzhou's eyes as he looked at her.
He was examining her.
It wasn't that Su Jinzhou couldn't find the Nightmare Lord's magical weapon himself. With his advanced cultivation, he could tell at a glance whether a stall had a Nightmare Lord's magical weapon. But he said very little throughout the day, leaving the treasure hunting to Ji Tang.
Was he trying to see if she was useful to him, or was he assessing her worth?
The stall owner had been keeping an eye on them. Seeing Jitang shake his head, he felt disappointed and said, "Fellow Daoist, is there anything you want here?"
Ji Tang spread his hands, "Yes, I came here for the Nightmare Master's magic weapon."
This black market has been using Nightmare Lord's magic weapon as a gimmick from the very beginning, so it's not surprising that she said that.
She kept silent about it when she first started looking for treasure, fearing that the word "Yanzun" would be associated with the immortal behind her and cause unnecessary trouble.
Although not everyone in the black market recognizes the Immortal Lord, anyone with a high level of cultivation and who has participated in several grand events in the world of cultivation can recognize Su Jinzhou.
Su Jinzhou had been in the black market all day, never hiding anything, and many people recognized him. Since he didn't care, Ji Tang wouldn't say anything to make him unhappy.
The stall owner understood: "Did you get anything today, fellow Daoist?"
"Yes, there are some." Ji Tang found nine old things that belonged to her. None of them were powerful magic weapons, and she didn't have a deep impression of them. They might have been things that she had passed through her hands before and then thrown aside. They were not very useful to cultivators above the Jindan stage, but because they were all stained with her nightmare aura, she collected them all.
She looked down on him, but she accepted everyone who came to her.
As long as the magic weapon has the nightmare aura of the Nightmare Lord, no matter how many spirit stones the stall owner asks for, he will not frown and will just pay directly. He looks like a rich young man who is ignorant of the world and has a lot of money.
From the Qingyu Tranquilizing Bell to now, as far as Ji Tang knew, Su Jinzhou had recovered more than ten magical weapons of the Nightmare Lord. She didn't understand why Su Jinzhou had been collecting magical weapons of the Nightmare Lord. Did he want to recover the things that his junior sister had once used, because he knew she was "dead"?
Why? Nostalgia?
Jitang wasn't sure.
Ever since the sword attack in the Nightmare Fantasy Valley, Ji Tang had been avoiding him on purpose. They had met each other over the long years that followed, but the time they had spent together was far less than when they were senior and junior brothers and sisters, and most of the time there were other people present.
The two people have different identities.
Ji Tang took advantage of the famous and upright sects and was willing to kill the big devil of his own clan in order to gain real power in the Nightmare Clan; while Su Jinzhou was the head of the famous disciples of Guangfeng Jiyue, and later became the first immortal in the world of cultivation who was most likely to ascend to the immortal world in thousands of years.
Day by day, place by place, we have become strangers.
Later, Xue Mei, the leader of the Nightmare Clan, died in the Nightmare Clan's civil war. The new Nightmare Clan leader restored the Nightmare Clan's former peace, but he could no longer live in peace with human cultivators as before. The Nightmare Fantasy Valley has been isolated from the world since then, and seems to have become a true paradise for the Nightmare Clan.
However, Ren Xiu's hatred for the Nightmare Clan will not diminish as the Nightmare Clan becomes silent, and neither side has gained any benefit from the repeated confrontations.
This situation lasted for thousands of years until Ji Tang successfully survived the tribulation in the Jiuming Abyss and reached the tribulation period, only one step away from ascending to become an immortal.
The Nightmare Clan leader led his people up the long steps of the Nine Nether Abyss, hoping to invite Ji Tang back to the Nightmare Clan. This was the 120th time the Nightmare Clan leader had asked Ji Tang to return. From once every few hundred years, to once every few decades, to once every decade, to once a year, it was clear how desperately the Nightmare Clan leader wanted Ji Tang to return.
But Jitang never agreed.
The Nightmare Clan's current leader was able to manage the Nightmare Clan well, and he truly cared about his people. The hatred between the Nightmare Clan and the human cultivators could not be resolved overnight, and Ji Tang no longer wanted to get involved.
She only said that she would not return to the Nightmare Clan, but she would not sit idly by if the Nightmare Clan was in trouble.
After hearing her words, the leader of the Nightmare Clan felt his shoulders lighten a lot. He took off the title of "Nightmare Lord" that was suffocating him and called Ji Tang "Lord".
Because of this sentence, although human cultivators have many frictions with the Nightmare Clan, they are always cautious.
It is unknown when it started, but Nightmare Lord Jitang and Immortal Lord Su Jinzhou became sworn enemies. Everyone says that enemies are particularly jealous of each other when they meet. They restrain each other, and the future will be the most difficult level on the road to becoming an immortal.
The stall owner's words suddenly called Ji Tang's attention back, "If you're not in a hurry to leave, there's an auction here tomorrow. There might be Nightmare Lord magic weapons there. And magic weapons that appear at the auction are definitely more powerful than those on the stalls!"
Jitang looked at him inquiringly, "Thank you."
The stall owner smiled calmly and said, "No thanks, no thanks. You need an auction token as an admission ticket to enter the auction. Would you like to buy one, fellow Daoist? I don't have many on hand."
Ji Tang then withdrew his inquiring gaze. If the other party told him this with good intentions, Ji Tang would really have to be on guard. But if it was profitable for him, Ji Tang would think it was a reliable thing.
Jitang turned around and looked at Su Jinzhou.
Su Jinzhou: "Let's go."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. Ji Tang was stunned. This man had collected the magic weapon of Yanzun for a day, so why is he not interested in it now?
She turned around and clasped her fists to the stall owner.
The stall owner didn't care and returned the gift with a smile.
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