Chapter 69 Demon Realm: "Will I fail?" "No."
The room was completely silent.
Artificial Demon God...
These words kept echoing in Mo Beili's mind. She stared blankly at Ying Shixue, suddenly remembering the first time she met him.
He was trapped beneath thousands of chains, the incantations floating on them devouring his flesh and blood.
They tore at his body, they imprisoned his soul, they absorbed his power, and instead used it to suppress him.
Does it matter?
The boy's voice rang out, filled with confusion, as if he were puzzled by Fu Yunyao's question.
Fu Yunyao thought for a moment and then answered.
"It's quite important; it concerns my attitude towards you going forward."
Ying Shixue looked up and met her gaze.
"Yes, my demonic bones were created by Mu Jiuqing. Are you going to kill me?"
"I won't kill you." Fu Yunyao raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice light and cheerful. "I'll send you to the Demon Realm."
Ying Shixue looked at her, unable to understand, "Why?"
Fu Yunyao looked at him and slowly spoke.
"Demons are born from the very essence of the demon god. They are tainted by the god's ruthlessness, devoid of human emotions, their eyes filled only with slaughter. Now, you are the demon god, and the demon race's power originates from you. Will they also develop humanity because of this?"
Behind her, Fu Yusheng watched her figure, lowering his eyes and concealing the smile in them.
He thought with amusement, "Liao Liao seems to be quite adept at exploiting the loopholes in the Heavenly Dao? And yet, the Heavenly Dao is quite indulgent towards her."
Ying Shixue thought she was daydreaming. "You want to tame a demon? Absolutely not."
"Why is it impossible?" Fu Yunyao retorted.
He replied, "Both demonic energy and spiritual energy originate from the chaotic origin of demon gods. The difference is that spiritual energy symbolizes warmth and beauty. It gives power to cultivators and also blesses mortals."
"And demonic breath, it represents destruction and slaughter; the demons nourished by it are born bloodthirsty, their eyes filled with killing intent."
"But when demonic energy dissipates from heaven and earth, doesn't it also transform into spiritual energy?"
Fu Yunyao asked again, her white robes fluttering amidst the sword energy and demonic energy.
She said, "Some cultivators use spiritual energy to do evil, while others wield demonic energy yet still uphold their true nature. Can we really distinguish between good and evil?"
"But what if we fail?" Ying Shixue lowered his eyes, the black dragon phantom behind him disappeared, and the demonic energy slowly returned to his body.
He asked, "If we fail, sending me back to the Demon Realm will only put the human world in an even more difficult situation."
He thought that such words would make Fu Yunyao hesitate.
But she merely brushed her fingertips across the sword blade beside her, a smile playing on her lips.
Beneath the frost, he heard her voice.
Gentle, yet confident and assertive.
She said.
"What I want has never failed me."
Seriously, that's too arrogant.
Ying Shixue thought, but...
He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes, which resembled Fu Yunyao's, were also full of youthful spirit.
“If even Young Master Yao, who is hailed as the master of swordsmanship, is not afraid, then I shall certainly oblige.”
"Um..." Mo Beili raised his hand hesitantly, speaking somewhat uncertainly, "Count me in?"
Ying Shixue chuckled and pulled her hand down, "It's your turn, it's your turn. Of course it's your turn."
As Fu Yunyao watched them playfully fighting, she suddenly remembered a long time ago when she was with Wan Yin and the others, and they were also playing and frolicking like this.
She lowered her eyes slightly.
Fu Yusheng's voice came from behind.
"Liao Liao," he called to her, a smile appearing in his light-colored eyes as she glanced at him.
He told her, "I'm here for you too."
She looked at her reflection in his eyes, smiled, and replied, "I know."
...
"Do you think that the sudden large-scale invasion of the human world by the demons is related to me?"
Inside the inn, Ying Shixue reached out and removed the veil from Mo Beili's head, asking a question.
Fu Yunyao took the cup handed to her by the person beside her. The water in the cup rippled, and her voice rang out.
"If it weren't for searching for you, I wouldn't be able to imagine why they suddenly appeared at the borders of the human world."
Mo Beili blinked. "So that's why Sister Yao said that if Shixue hadn't been trapped, the Demon Realm seal wouldn't have been broken only ten years ago?"
"Mm," Fu Yunyao replied.
Mo Beili eagerly awaited her response, only to see the person in front of him sip water, seemingly not intending to speak further.
She then turned her gaze to Fu Yusheng on the other side, but he simply looked down at the cup in his hand, as if he were thinking about something.
Helpless, Ying Shixue began to explain to her.
"Three thousand years ago, the cultivators were able to seal the Demon Realm not only because Chen Jian and many other cultivators who sacrificed their lives set up a barrier at the border of the Demon Realm."
Furthermore, all the demonic energy outside the Demon Realm was transferred to one person, leaving no demonic breath in the mortal realm. The connection between the Demon Realm and the outside world was completely broken, hence the seal was placed for three thousand years.
This is why the Heavenly Dao never allows any cultivator to fall into demonic possession.
Mo Beili listened blankly to his explanation, while she shared her own understanding.
"Because once someone falls into demonic possession, the demon realm and the human world will reconnect. At that time, even if no one breaks the seal of the demon realm, it will slowly weaken until it disappears."
"Mm," Ying Shixue replied.
"But..." she didn't understand, "Isn't it said that in the eyes of Heaven, all beings are equal? Why does He protect humanity?"
"It's not that He wants to protect humanity, but that's just the way things are in the universe."
Mo Beili still didn't understand, "Isn't He the Heavenly Dao? Don't the rules of the Heavenly Dao exist because of Him?"
Ying Shixue reached out and ruffled her hair. "Don't think about it anymore. The most important thing now is to go back to the Demon Realm."
Mo Beili took a deep breath. "Why do I feel so uneasy these past two days?"
It has been three days since they left Baiyujing. Apart from the occasional news of demons invading the border, the human world, especially Mu Jiuqing's side, is eerily quiet.
She blinked, then suddenly remembered something else.
"Sister Yao, I've heard many people discussing the disappearance of the young master of the Star Gazing Pavilion along the way. Aren't you worried?"
Fu Yunyao paused slightly in her grip on the cup.
She lowered her eyes, concealing the emotions within them.
The room fell silent as Mo Beili waited for her answer, while Fu Yusheng looked up at her.
She pondered her suspicions. The wooden plaque that should have protected her when she stabbed Wanyin had failed to work. If she didn't know who the leader of the Endless Sect was, she would probably have doubted whether his wooden plaque was reliable.
However, she had seen him more than 10,000 years ago, and she did not think that someone who had lived for tens of thousands of years and even had some connection with the Dao of Heaven would give out a wooden plaque that had no effect.
However, the only one who accepted the wooden plaque from Wan Yin was Shi Yubai.
More than white...
She murmured those two words to herself.
She thought of his bloodshot eyes and his questioning, asking her why she had killed Wan Yin with her own hands. The once most delicate and cheerful boy had become weathered overnight.
Can matters of the heart be acted out?
All her doubts were left unsaid, but then she suddenly remembered the day he looked at her under the sunlight in Zhongzhou, his voice filled with expectation.
Are we still friends?
She closed her eyes. No one would doubt their best friend; at least, she wouldn't.
He made her believe him, and she believed him.
As for the disappearance...
Fu Yunyao raised her eyes and slowly said, "I will find him."
Mo Beili was taken aback by this answer. She paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Yes, we will find it."
Ying Shixue propped her forehead with one hand and casually glanced at the person opposite her, discovering something amusing.
Fu Yusheng leaned against the window, his light-colored eyes gazing quietly at Fu Yunyao.
Her eyes sparkled, but her heart was filled with turbulent thoughts.
He thought that perhaps being regarded as a close friend by Liao Liao was already a rare blessing in the world. However, he was too greedy; he didn't want to just stay by her side as a friend.
He wanted, he hoped, he longed to stay by her side in a way that no one else could replace.
He was never satisfied when it came to her.
Thinking of this, he pressed his finger to his forehead, lowered his head, and chuckled silently.
Ying Shixue looked at the smiling, radiant person in front of her, then silently turned her head back to look at the girl beside her.
Mo Beili: ?
"What's wrong?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his fingertips once again entwining the ends of her hair, and spoke.
"At our current speed, we can reach the border of the Demon Realm tomorrow."
Mo Beili gazed at the night outside the window, somewhat worried. "I have a feeling that this calm is a bit too much; it's like something's about to happen..."
...
In the Demon Realm, a gloomy silence reigned, riverbeds dried up and cracked, and corpses and remains littered the ground.
The barren rocks were covered with dried, dark red bloodstains. Even the most desolate places on earth were not as... dilapidated and desolate as this.
Mo Beili stared blankly at all of this, and murmured, "So, the Demon Clan lives in places like this?"
Just standing there, she felt the chill almost engulf her; the dim world left her with only a hopeless future.
And this is the place where the demon race has been sealed for more than three thousand years.
Is it pitiful?
She lowered her eyes, but those who died under the demonic tide were innocent.
It was only then that she realized that the most difficult part of this journey was not whether the demon could be tamed, but whether the blood and tears that spanned between the demon race and the human world, and the years of struggling in despair, could really be erased.
"Sister Yao..."
She looked at the person in front of her with a complicated expression and called out to her.
Fu Yunyao turned her head slightly and noticed the confusion in her eyes.
She raised an eyebrow and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid."
Mo Beili shook her head, expressing her concerns.
Fu Yunyao smiled and replied.
"Of course it can't be erased. Even if you try to forget it, those years stained with countless blood and bones will one day echo back in your memory."
"If the divide cannot be erased, how can the demon race and the human race truly coexist peacefully?"
She wanted an answer, but all she heard in return was a sound.
Who knows?
Mo Beili: "?"
Fu Yunyao spoke softly, completely unaware that her words would leave such a devastating impression on her.
"I only do what I can do. As for the rest, even a saint cannot control everyone's thoughts, let alone me, who is not a saint."
Even Ying Shixue couldn't help but ask, "What if it fails?"
"Failure?" Fu Yunyao repeated, turning her head to look at Fu Yusheng beside her, and asked, "Will I fail?"
Fu Yusheng looked at her, chuckled softly, and responded.
"Won't."
I think so too.
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