Chapter 86 Eighty-Six Cuts "You must be blind to have fallen for me..."
“You—” Luo Mingshu immediately thought of Liu Hongying, and she took a step forward excitedly, “You are Meng Weifang’s mother.”
The female cultivator smiled, nodded, and said, "Yes, I am. Are you cultivators from outside the Misty Star Sea?"
"You... disappeared for so long..." Luo Mingshu asked again, "Then what about Liu Hongying?"
“All the cultivators who came to the Misty Star Sea with us are together,” she said to Luo Mingshu. “If you have any questions, why don’t we come to the cave to discuss them?”
There are too many mysteries in this misty starry sea to explain in a short time, so Luo Mingshu and Xie Changming could only follow her toward the cave.
Meng Weifang's mother, named Meng Jiu, poured a cup of tea for Luo Mingshu and Xie Changming after arriving at their residence in Misty Star Sea.
Having traveled a long way, Luo Mingshu was parched, but had no time to drink tea. She only took a small sip before asking, "Fellow Daoist Meng, what exactly happened? How did you end up here? The sects outside have been searching for you for a long time; they all thought you were dead..."
“In the Misty Star Sea, there is only eternal getting lost; death is a low-probability event,” Meng Jiu said softly to Luo Mingshu. “However, the reason we came here is also a secret. You’d better prove your identities first.”
Luo Mingshu was a little anxious, and she raised her voice and said, "I am Liu Hongying's apprentice."
“Of course I know. Hong Ying often says that she has a disciple who would worry about her if she stayed in the Misty Star Sea.” Meng Jiu smiled and said, “Wei Fang must feel the same way.”
“Yes, he came to the Misty Star Sea to find you.” Luo Mingshu didn’t understand why they stayed in the Misty Star Sea.
"Then who is this...?" Meng Jiu's gaze shifted to Xie Changming, "Judging from his appearance, he must be from the Demon Realm, right?"
"Yes," Xie Changming replied briefly.
“Hmm…” Meng Jiu pondered for a moment, “Hong Ying is in Xishan now. Why don’t you go see her first? There are seniors in Xishan that we can trust.”
Luo Mingshu had no idea what they were plotting, it was all so mysterious, but she wasn't particularly interested in their secrets; she just wanted to see Liu Hongying as soon as possible.
“I can go to Xishan,” Luo Mingshu said to Meng Jiu.
“Alright, then I’ll give you a token. There are other powerful beings in Xishan, and you must carry this token to avoid being seen as an enemy by them,” Meng Jiu said to Luo Mingshu.
Then, she handed the two jade slips to Luo Mingshu. The jade slips were cold to the touch and contained a special power.
The moment Luo Mingshu touched the jade slip, she sensed something was amiss. The power contained within it felt strangely familiar, originating from the same source as her own.
If she is a demon goddess, then wouldn't the one who infused this jade slip with power also be a demon goddess?
Luo Mingshu was startled, raised her head, looked at Meng Jiu and said, "You said there is a demon god in the Western Mountains."
“Yes.” Meng Jiu was slightly surprised. She didn’t expect Luo Mingshu to be able to see the source of the jade slip’s power. “The Demon God is arrogant and exclusive, so you’d better keep it with you for your safety.”
Unexpectedly, there was a demon god in this space. Luo Mingshu gripped the jade slip in her hand tightly. Would she meet her kin here?
The answer will only be known after we go to Xishan.
Luo Mingshu and Xie Changming walked out of the cave with the jade slip. Due to the urgency of the matter, they did not use a flying magic weapon. Xie Changming simply cast a teleportation array under his feet.
She herself didn't know how high a cultivation level was required to cast this teleportation array, so she calmly walked in without being surprised.
When Meng Jiu, who had escorted them out, saw this, she was stunned. She hadn't expected the demons to be so powerful.
Xie Changming was, after all, a demon, and as a human, she still felt some apprehension towards him.
Back then, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Realm, causing shockwaves to the Pillar of Heaven. Because of this, many humans are wary of the Demon Race.
But Liu Hongying's disciple should be trustworthy, and if all else fails, there's still the Demon God, Meng Jiu thought.
She never expected such an accident to occur just as the Chengtian Pillar was about to be completed.
Luo Mingshu and Xie Changming, who were leaving, had no idea what Meng Jiu was thinking. After they came out of the teleportation array, they stepped onto a lush green meadow.
For some reason, as soon as they arrived in this space, they felt an incredibly peaceful atmosphere, as if everything around them was fluffy and soft, without any threat.
Compared to the outside world, it may lack some of the fun, but it offers more tranquility, which explains why it is home to demon gods.
Luo Mingshu played with the jade slip in her hand and said to Xie Changming, "Looking at this jade slip, I might be able to meet my clansmen."
"Do you miss them?" Xie Changming thought of his conversation with Shui Heng. Back then, it seemed that the previous patriarch of the Yinglong clan was about to escape into the Misty Star Sea, so he returned his Yinglong bloodline to settle his responsibility to the Yinglong clan.
"I don't miss it." Luo Mingshu's answer was quite carefree. The Yinglong clan was inherently aloof and proud, and this was also true among members of the clan, so she didn't have any deep ties with her clan.
Unlike families that need members to achieve something, a single Yinglong is powerful enough; they do not need to rely on the strength of their family.
"Let's go find Yingniang." Luo Mingshu walked deeper into the woods.
As a result, after taking only two steps, Xie Changming gripped her wrist tightly, his breathing becoming heavier.
Luo Mingshu was startled and asked, "What happened?"
At that moment, a long whistle reached their ears, a melodious sound that seemed to be music played by the world's finest musical instruments.
Then, dazzling tail feathers swept past their eyes, and streams of light fell. Luo Mingshu stared wide-eyed at the scene before her.
She once owned a priceless phoenix ice crystal statue, exquisitely carved and a peerless treasure, but she never imagined that a real phoenix would be hundreds or even thousands of times more beautiful than that ice crystal statue.
A fully grown phoenix hovered in front of them. He was not Meng Jiu, so he could tell at a glance Luo Mingshu's true form and Xie Changming's race.
"A little Yinglong... a Demon Lord from the Demon Realm, how come you are here?" The phoenix landed on the ground with dazzling light, transforming into human form. His cultivation was no lower than Xie Changming's, and even more profound.
A stunningly handsome man landed before them, his gaze fixed on Luo Mingshu: "Hmm... the little Yinglong that has just grown horns, could you be...?"
Xie Changming took two steps forward, blocking his gaze.
Phoenix glanced at him again: "The Demon Lord's true form in the Demon Realm is getting stranger and stranger. Your true form is actually a wolf."
Xie Changming was somewhat moved because he had actually seen through his true form as a wolf.
"Alright, since you are Little Yinglong, come in," Phoenix said to them. "So, you, Little Yinglong, must be a descendant of Xuanxu."
"It's not really a matter of being a descendant, but the Yinglong bloodline in your body was extracted from her." Phoenix put her hands behind her back and led Luo Mingshu deeper into the western mountains, talking to herself as they walked.
Luo Mingshu had no interest in learning about her own background, so she asked directly, "Is there a cultivator named Liu Hongying here in Xishan?"
“Of course, she has been listening to Xuanxu preach in Xishan during this time,” Phoenix said to them. “Little Yinglong, so you came to see her.”
They had naturally heard Liu Hongying mention Luo Mingshu, but they all assumed that Liu Hongying's disciple was a fish demon.
“You’ll see when you get there.” Phoenix turned around and smiled at Luo Mingshu. “By the way, my name is Mo Li, and I’m Xuan Xu’s Daoist partner.”
"Oh, oh, oh," Luo Mingshu responded.
Xie Changming glanced at Mo Li's dazzling clothes, then at his own. He now genuinely doubted whether Luo Mingshu was blind to have fallen for him.
Luo Mingshu had no idea what Xie Changming was thinking. She simply walked up the shimmering silver steps and arrived at the main hall at the top.
Inside the hall, the sound of jade clashing came from within. Luo Mingshu was startled, suspecting that the people inside were dividing up the spoils.
Upon entering, they found four monks sitting around a table, engaged in an ancient form of entertainment—playing mahjong.
Sitting on the east side was a woman with outstanding looks and eyes that sparkled with golden light. Sitting next to her was Liu Hongying, whom Luo Mingshu had been searching for for a long time.
"Yingniang!" Luo Mingshu called out to her and rushed over.
No matter how much Liu Hongying thought about it, she never expected that Luo Mingshu could find this place. When she saw Luo Mingshu rushing over, she was stunned for a moment, and then caught her.
"Ming Shu, how did you get here?" Liu Hongying asked, patting Luo Ming Shu's head.
“I’ve come to find you.” Luo Mingshu stared at Liu Hongying’s face, confirming that she was the person he was looking for. “Everyone in the sect thought you were dead, but I’m still guarding your body.”
“I can also cultivate here. It’s not difficult to cultivate a physical body from the form of a primordial spirit,” Liu Hongying said to Luo Mingshu. “But… I will always go back. I’m sorry, we didn’t expect it to take so long before we left.”
As the two were talking, the other cultivators at the mahjong table were stunned.
A handsome man stroked his chin and said, "How did a little Yinglong get in here, and even headed for the only human here?"
"Let alone Yinglong, I also don't understand why our current Demon Lord of the Demon Realm would come here," said another man in gray. He turned to Xie Changming and asked, "How is the Demon Realm now? Is it still poor?"
What's remarkable about these people is that no matter how bizarre the situation is, they can always find a topic to talk about.
Xie Changming, as expected of someone who had seen a lot, remained calm and replied composedly, "The Demon Realm is alright, it's not as poor as it used to be."
Of course, the reason why Demon Realm isn't that poor is related to Luo Mingshu.
"Oh dear, even the Demon Realm isn't poor anymore." He stroked his chin and sighed, sounding somewhat disappointed.
Finally, the woman sitting on the east side—who was also the previous patriarch of the Yinglong clan, Xuanxu—picked up a single tile from the table and said softly, "I won."
"So, what's going on now?" She herself didn't understand what had happened.
Xuanxu turned her head and carefully examined Luo Mingshu, her tone questioning: "Little Yinglong that has just grown horns, are you the egg I left in the Heavenly Realm back then?"
"Yes," Xie Changming replied.
"Why are you here?" Xuan Xu pointed at Xie Changming and Luo Mingshu. "The Demon Lord and Yinglong, what a strange combination."
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