Chapter 7 The Moon Is Not Seen "I like you the most."...
Dark red patterns were wrapped around Fu Yunyao's neck, her plain clothes were already stained red, and the girl in green in her arms was already lifeless. Amidst the corpses, her pale face looked so fragile and vulnerable.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm starting to feel sorry for you." The Demon Lord said, snapped his fingers, and the surrounding scenery changed again.
The Demon Lord surveyed his surroundings. In the dimly lit dungeon, the girl's hands were chained up, and half of her body was buried in the water. Her eyes were closed, as if she had fainted.
"Yun Yao." Someone walked into the dungeon. The once spirited young man was now filled with sorrow. "Tell me, you didn't kill Wan Yin. As long as you say it, I will believe you."
Fu Yunyao kept her eyes closed and did not respond.
“I know you’re awake. Even if you told me you were being controlled, I wouldn’t blame you, Yun Yao…”
Fu Yunyao looked up, dark red patterns swirling around her neck, damp stray hairs clinging to her face and neck, her pale lips almost blending into her deathly white skin.
Finally, she slowly spoke, "I killed him."
The light in Shi Yu's eyes finally faded. He staggered back a few steps, muttering, "Fu Yunyao! Why..."
"Wanyin... considers you a close friend." He fled the water dungeon as if escaping.
The Demon Lord sat on the ground without any regard for his image, propping his cheek up with one hand, and said, "Look at him, how pitiful."
Fu Yunyao's eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly spoke.
"Let the dust settle."
Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord didn't react for a moment. "What?"
The next instant, a chilling sword aura struck, shattering the illusion.
In the room of the young lady of the Bai family, Rang Chen, whose entire body was ice-blue and shimmering with frost, held the sword against the Demon Lord's neck.
"You really have become much weaker," Fu Yunyao said softly.
The Demon Lord was furious. "You weren't even under my illusion! So what if you kill me? As long as demonic energy exists in this world, I will return!"
Let the Dust Sword once again sever his head. As the Demon Lord died, the demonic energy lingering in the air above the White Mansion slowly transformed into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Miss Bai was asleep on the bed. Fu Yunyao confirmed that she was still breathing, sheathed her sword and walked outside, but was stopped by a familiar voice.
"Floating Clouds Jade..."
She looked up and saw Shi Yubai, who was much more mature than in the illusion, and felt a little dazed.
Even if she experienced that day's scene again in the illusion, she still felt completely bewildered.
She didn't understand why Jiang Wanyin was so confident with a smile in her eyes that she wouldn't be able to bear killing her, nor did she understand why Shi Yubai, who knew all this, was so devastated. She tried to understand, so she let herself enter the illusion, but even after experiencing the scene again, she still felt completely confused.
Emotions are indeed the most complex and useless thing.
"You..." Shi Yubai hesitated before speaking, but then saw the person in front of her suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Drops of bright red blood fell onto the veil of the bamboo hat in front of her, revealing a scarlet hue. She saw Shi Yubai's panicked expression and was still puzzled.
Didn't they break off their relationship?
Why... do you look so worried?
Do you care?
Fu Yunyao avoided his outstretched hand that was trying to support her and slowly walked forward.
She thought calmly, the restriction had started to take effect again, and she had to return to the Jade Terrace Realm.
Shi Yubai's hand froze in mid-air, a vein throbbing on his forehead. He said to the retreating figure, "Ungrateful for kindness, no wonder..."
The harsher words stopped when they touched Fu Yunyao's frail figure; in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say them.
He followed behind her, watching her return safely to the Jade Terrace Realm.
It wasn't until Fu Yunyao's figure disappeared into the Yaotai Realm barrier that Shi Yubai came back to his senses, cursing himself for being crazy.
The jade slip at his waist gleamed, and he picked it up with a cold expression.
A man's teasing voice came from the other end of the line, "I heard you went to be a knight in shining armor?"
Shi Yubai felt a vein throb on his forehead again. "I'm a compassionate person. I worry when I see cats and dogs. Is that wrong?"
"Okay, okay, where is he?"
"They've returned to Yaotai Realm, and everyone's alright."
...
Within the forbidden area of Yaotai Realm, the surrounding stone walls, protected by a perpetually glowing red light, remain unbroken.
Fu Yunyao bit her lower lip hard, the taste of blood spreading on her tongue. Her frail body trembled uncontrollably, and dark red lines surged wildly on her pale skin, as if they were about to devour her completely.
Her vision was already blurred, and in the silence, all she could hear was her own suppressed sobs. Her wrists were scratched raw, and cold sweat mixed with blood, dripping onto the protective patterns scattered on the ground.
Amidst the agonizing torture, fragmented memories resurfaced before my eyes.
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jiang Wanyin, a disciple of the Boundless Sect. We come from a humble family, so you probably haven't heard of us." The girl was dressed in green, her bright eyes full of smiles.
...
"Yun Yao, I like you so much." The girl in green hugged the person beside her, her face flushed from the alcohol.
"I like you the most!"
...
"We won't leave until we're drunk tonight!" the girl declared, her voice high-pitched and full of spirit.
The campfire in the courtyard went out as the moon rose high in the sky.
The two, drunk, lay asleep on the lawn. Wen Ci leaned against a tree in the yard, resting with her eyes closed, while Jiang Wanyin and Su Fuying huddled together, whispering secrets about the cultivation world.
She saw herself in her memory holding a wine bowl, listening to their conversation, with a smile on her face.
...
"Yun... Yao, I'm... sorry..." The girl collapsed into her arms, the wound on her chest bleeding profusely. Even as she slowly stopped breathing, a smile remained on the girl's face.
...
I really like you!
"Yun Yao—"
"What are you doing, Yun Yao?"
The repeated calls of "Yun Yao" echoed around Fu Yun Yao's ears, and dark red patterns climbed from her neck to her cheeks, wrapping around her heart in places unseen.
Fu Yunyao suddenly lowered her head, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the floor covered with restrictions, where it slowly mingled with the blood.
Even so, she remained incredibly calm as she pondered whether Wan Yin would have survived had she held the Rang Chen Sword instead.
That was also her only thought on that day, as she held the cold body of the girl in blue and looked at the belatedly arriving Fu Yusheng.
The young man held the Rangchen sword, dressed in simple yet elegant clothes, exuding a refined and gentle aura. His eyes seemed to hold pity and heartache as he looked at her.
She avoided his gaze, knowing with absolute certainty.
"I need to get the Dust Sword."
...
At the entrance to a valley near the South China Sea stands an extremely simple wooden gate with three characters engraved on it.
Endless Sect.
It was late autumn, and the leaves outside the valley had all fallen, but the flowers, grasses and trees inside the valley were still thriving, with bees and butterflies flitting about.
Jiang Wanyi sat in the courtyard, looking at the herbs scattered on the ground, her expression dejected.
"Squeak—"
Someone pushed open the door behind them, then closed it again.
Upon hearing the commotion, Jiang Wan immediately stood up and turned around. "Master, how is Senior Brother?"
Shen Mingxu rubbed his temples. "You were a little agitated, and the demonic energy surged out again. What exactly did you encounter in Qiushui Town?"
Jiang Wanyi gripped a tree branch she had casually plucked, somewhat uneasy. "The barrier around Qiushui Town has malfunctioned; demonic energy has entered the town. Senior Brother, this time..."
He sighed, "I told him to set up more protective barriers around himself when he goes out, but he always complains that it's too much trouble and never listens. He just suffers more."
"Master, Senior Sister!" Song Anran rushed back from outside the valley. "I found out that the young master of Yaotai Realm has already returned to Yaotai Realm."
Shen Mingxu frowned. "Why are you asking about her?"
Jiang Wanyi tugged at Song Anran's sleeve. "It's nothing. I just heard that Young Master Yao seems to have appeared in Qiushui Town these past few days, and I'm a little curious."
"Wanyi," Shen Mingxu said sternly, "Don't run around, understand?"
Jiang Wan waved her hand, "Oh, Master, you're overthinking it. Even the chief disciple of Kunwu Sect can't enter Yaotai Realm, so how could we possibly go? We're just curious."
He wanted to say something more, but Jiang Wanyi pushed him towards Fu Yusheng's room, saying, "Master, please take good care of Senior Brother. We won't run around."
It wasn't until midnight that Jiang Wanyi secretly slipped out of the valley. Song Anran was waiting outside. When she saw her, she lowered her voice and asked, "Senior sister, if we just leave like this, senior brother will be angry when he wakes up."
Jiang Wanyi also lowered her voice and replied, "There's no other way. I heard that the Dust-Slaying Sword can eliminate all demonic energy in the world. With the Dust-Slaying Sword's energy, it can definitely suppress the demonic energy on Senior Brother's body."
"But what if Young Master Yao doesn't agree?"
"Ah." Jiang Wan hesitated. "It shouldn't be. I heard she's the kindest and gentlest person, and she'll help anyone who asks for help. I was planning to wait until I had enough points before asking her for help, but it's too slow to accumulate points."
Song Anran also asked helplessly, "Can the Dust Sword Qi really suppress the demonic energy within Senior Brother's body?"
"Of course, what I saw in the secret realm that allowed the Dust Sword to eliminate all demonic energy in the world must also be able to suppress the demonic energy within Senior Brother's body."
A figure leaned against a tree in the courtyard, watching their backs, and sighed softly.
When Fu Yusheng woke up, it was already evening on the third day.
He propped himself up on the bed, coughed lightly, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away with a calm expression, his sleeve slipping down to reveal his pale, ghostly wrist with prominent veins.
The demonic energy lurked back into his meridians, constantly eroding them, but he didn't care at all, as if he had already gotten used to it.
"Awake?" Shen Mingxu, who had just entered, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the figure sitting up on the bed.
"Hmm," Fu Yusheng responded, his eyes still showing a hint of confusion from just waking up.
He paused for a moment, noticing the unusual quiet outside the room. "Where are the two of them?"
Shen Mingxu scoffed, "The two of them sneaked away while I wasn't looking; they've most likely gone to Yaotai Realm."
What are they doing in Yaotai Realm?
"What do you think?" Shen Mingxu glanced at him and asked in return, "One or two of them, they're all giving me no peace of mind."
Fu Yusheng rubbed his temples. "If you want to stop them, how could you possibly fail?"
"Hey, the chance you wanted to see her has come." Shen Mingxu leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest.
...
In the dimly lit forbidden area, the jade slip at Fu Yunyao's waist lit up.
"Young Master, someone has broken into the island." The Third Elder reported cautiously from the other end of the jade slip.
Fu Yunyao opened her eyes; the protective patterns were still surging on her face. She suppressed the taste of blood in her throat. "When did the island's young master's disciple become so useless that he can't even maintain the barrier?"
The voice was very soft, but it made the Third Elder on the other end break out in a cold sweat. "Young Master, those two used something, and the barrier didn't react at all. Or... did they accidentally enter the illusionary formation and only then did they realize it?"
Back then, the Wuwang Formation was broken down into smaller illusions by Fuyun Yao. Because of the addition of the Chenjian Qi, the original illusions changed, transforming from a trapping formation into a killing formation full of deadly moves. Even the disciples of the Yaotai Realm have been extremely cautious for the past ten years, fearing that they might accidentally fall into the formation.
Fu Yunyao was agitated; the excruciating pain from the restriction had not yet subsided. "Two people? Who?"
"I don't recognize them. They seem to be from some minor sect. Should we bring them out?"
"If you have the ability, of course I won't stop you," Fu Yunyao said with a smile, cutting off the telepathic transmission.
The Third Elder looked at the jade slip that had already gone dark, his heart filled with unease. The Wuwang Formation was already difficult to break, and after it was dismantled, it became even more unpredictable. Now, with the presence of the Dust Sword Qi, none of the elders had the ability to safely bring the person out.
The elder beside him looked at his expression and comforted him, "Our Yaotai Realm is a place of seclusion. Since they have mistakenly entered, they should be taught a lesson so that other cultivators will not come and try to enter as well."
"Elder!" A disciple ran into the Elders' Hall, "Someone has broken in again!"
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