Chapter 75 Forbidden Spell: "You really have weakened quite a bit."
Fu Yusheng sat in the courtyard, watching the group of people who had lit a bonfire there, and raised his eyebrows.
Cheng Minxi threw a piece of firewood into the fire and said with regret, "What a pity, we didn't prepare any ingredients. We can only enjoy the moon and drink wine."
Fu Yusheng found it somewhat amusing. "We heard that the young master of the Star Gazing Pavilion has gone missing. Aren't you worried?"
After their longtime best friends suddenly disappear, how could they still have the mind to... have a party?
Su Fuying looked at the campfire flickering in the wind and sighed softly, "How could we not be worried? We searched so many places but couldn't find any trace of him. If it weren't for the spiritual energy belonging to him still on the communication jade slip, we would be terrified..."
"He's so smart, he'll be fine," Wen Ci reassured him.
Cheng Minxi stopped smiling. "Once we find him, I'll definitely ask him a lot of questions. Even if it's something huge, he should have discussed it with us. How could someone just suddenly disappear like that?"
The atmosphere in the courtyard quieted down again.
After a long while, Wen Ci spoke up, “The demons at the border of the human world have all retreated. I think you should know the reason for this.”
If the demons hadn't retreated to the Demon Realm, they wouldn't have been able to reach Xiaochi City.
"Liao Liao made an agreement with the Demon Clan," Fu Yusheng replied, not at all surprised that they could guess the reason.
Wen Ci pressed further, "What agreement?"
Fu Yusheng simply said, "It depends on whether she wants to tell you or not."
After he said that, Wen Ci and the others didn't press him further.
Su Fuying looked at the half-closed courtyard gate, "When will Yun Yao be back?"
"It should be soon, right?"
The people of Xiaochi Town are truly hospitable. Today, several children came to the courtyard, and when they saw her, they called out to her with great affection and joy.
Before long, he coaxed her to go out with him.
He guessed that it was someone she knew from when she lived in Little Pond Town. She rarely had such a vivid and lively expression, and he didn't want to disturb her.
"Or perhaps we could talk about the Heavenly Evolution Sect Master's matter first?"
He traveled all the way, but then heard the news that the Heavenly Evolution Sect Master had died protecting the mortal realm.
Cheng Minxi took a sip of wine. "What's there to talk about? Quite a few people have died fighting against the demons."
Su Fuying had doubts about this, "He really did it for the sake of humanity..."
“No,” Cheng Minxi replied casually, “I killed him.”
Upon hearing this, the courtyard fell into a deathly silence.
Su Fuying opened her mouth, unsure how to answer.
Cheng Minxi noticed her expression and laughed, "Why do you look so down? I'm fine, really."
He repeated in a low voice, "Really..."
Wen Ci remained silent, reaching out to refill his already empty wine bowl.
The full moon in the sky was reflected in the wine bowl. In the silence, Cheng Minxi spoke as if he had no choice but to.
"Okay, I am a little sad."
Unlike Wen Ci and Su Fuying, he climbed the ranks of Tianyan Sect step by step, going through countless disciple selection competitions, covered in blood, before finally being accepted as a disciple by the sect master.
The Heavenly Sect Master was a strict master to him, spurring him forward and always looking down on him from a high position.
Only when he breaks through to a higher realm can one receive a word of praise from him.
“I admire my Master. I used to think that my Master was a peak that could never be climbed.”
It wasn't until my sword pierced his heart, and his blood splattered on me, that I realized he was, in fact, just an ordinary person made of flesh and blood.
Cheng Minxi chuckled, "Actually, I didn't want to kill him, but he had completely fallen into the demonic path and wanted the entire Tianyan Sect to sacrifice for him and help him become a god."
Becoming a god? What a ridiculous joke.
He tilted his head back and drank the wine in the bowl, his eyes glistening faintly.
Wen Ci patted his shoulder silently and looked up at the horizon with him.
The moonlight over Koike Castle was truly beautiful, serene, and peaceful.
When Fu Yunyao returned to the courtyard, she saw several people leaning on each other, all drunk.
She blinked and looked at Fu Yusheng, who was sitting on a stone chair in the courtyard and seemed to be relatively sober, with a questioning look in her eyes.
Fu Yusheng curved his lips into a smile, his slightly drunken eyes filled with moonlight, reflecting her figure.
He spoke silently.
That's it...
Fu Yunyao knew without even thinking what he wanted to say.
She walked into the courtyard, her plain clothes shining even brighter than the moonlight.
She walked up to Fu Yusheng, bent down slightly, and her fine hair brushed against his cheek.
"Are you drunk?"
Fu Yusheng simply took her hand, looked at her, and gently shook his head.
Fu Yunyao raised her eyebrows and straightened her body.
She turned her head and saw Cheng Minxi, who had opened her eyes at some point, looking at them with her head tilted to the side.
He noticed her gaze and blinked.
...
Thunderclouds gathered over Baiyujing, and the rumbling thunder served as a warning against those who attempted to go against the tide.
Mu Jiuqing gazed at the ancient patterns that lit up around him. From the cracks in the altar beneath his feet, golden dust floated upwards, like a final swan song amidst the lightning.
Unfazed by the raging thunder, he focused solely on stroking the Soul-Locking Bell in his hand.
Beneath their feet, an ancient forbidden spell array gradually spread out, its dark red patterns appearing even more eerie under the lightning.
The sword, forged from the bones and blood of the Qingwu tree, hung in the center of the formation, its crimson sword light swirling around it.
Qingwu stroked the Soul-Locking Bell in her hand, her eyes filled with obsession. "Master, we will see each other again soon."
He said, one word at a time, "Although this sword is not as good as one forged from a naturally formed sword body, it has been fused with the Marrow Cleansing Pearl and is barely worthy of you. In the future, I, Jiuqing, will definitely find you an even better sword."
Within the formation, the woman's figure slowly appeared.
He reached out his hand, his expression filled with longing and fascination. "Master, I have so much to say to you. I've been waiting for you all these years."
He smiled, but his outstretched fingertips were blocked by a sword shadow just as they touched the woman.
Bright red blood dripped down and merged into the array patterns.
He withdrew his hand, his smile fading. He didn't even need to turn around; he already knew who had come.
"Young Master Yao arrived a little later than I expected."
As he spoke, he slowly turned around.
Outside the formation, Fu Yunyao held the Rangchen Sword and looked at him.
Hearing his words, she smiled and said, "Alliance Leader Mu is a little weaker than I thought."
Mu Jiuqing felt the pain from the wound on his hand, and his expression turned completely grim.
If it weren't for the fact that she had exhausted half of his cultivation to set up the Soul Summoning Array, how could she have so easily harmed him!
In this silent standoff, Cheng Minxi nudged the person next to her with her elbow and muttered, "Is Sect Leader Mu weak?"
Wen Ci glanced at him speechlessly.
Cheng Minxi didn't expect an answer from him and spoke up himself, "It seems you're a bit weak."
These two sentences clearly reached Mu Jiuqing's ears, successfully making his already somber expression even more menacing.
Demonic energy emanated from his body, causing the patterns on the array to tremble slightly.
Cheng Minxi looked him over and commented, "He looks angry."
"You're courting death!" Mu Jiuqing could no longer bear it, and demonic energy surged towards him in an instant.
Cheng Minxi finally stopped joking and called out, "Chihua."
A crimson sword appeared in his hand. He raised his eyes, his gaze cold, and with a single strike, the fire phoenix, trailing flames in its tail, crashed into the demonic energy.
The blazing fire feathers intertwined with demonic energy, and in the next moment, they exploded simultaneously.
The aftershocks from the clash between sword energy and demonic energy caused the people around to involuntarily take a few steps back.
Fu Yusheng raised his eyes, and the Spring Return Sword appeared in his hand, shielding Fu Yunyao from the aftershocks.
The powerful impact only had time to flutter her clothes before it vanished completely.
Cheng Minxi glanced at him speechlessly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and still couldn't resist provoking him.
"Sect Leader Mu has indeed weakened considerably."
Su Fuying paused as she took out the pills. "It's already this late, go take your medicine."
Cheng Minxi raised an eyebrow, finally restraining himself somewhat.
Mu Jiuqing suppressed the surging blood in his throat. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of the increasingly clear figure behind him. A tender feeling returned to his eyes.
It's okay.
He told himself that as long as she could come back, it wouldn't matter if he lost half of his cultivation.
Fu Yunyao noticed his gaze, "The Soul-Summoning Array, supplemented by the rich spiritual energy of Baiyujing, can forcibly summon back the soul and forge a new body when the underworld passage is wide open."
However, such a reckless act will likely come at a considerable price.
Mu Jiuqing withdrew her gaze. "So what?"
"Not good." Fu Yunyao's fingertips brushed against the blade of the Rangchen Sword, and drops of frost fell, blooming into ice flowers on the ground.
The air seemed to freeze, leaving only her smiling voice.
"But it seems you're much weaker now, which makes it easier for me to kill you."
Her voice was very soft, but the sword she wielded carried a strong killing intent.
Mu Jiuqing's eyes widened, filled with terror.
He watched helplessly as the sword energy drew closer and closer, eventually piercing through his body.
"Clang—"
He fell to the ground.
Frost climbed onto the formation, and a chill rose.
Cheng Minxi: ?
"No." He pointed at Mu Jiuqing, who had fallen to the ground, and sneered, "What was that?"
Within the formation, the fallen "Mu Jiuqing" gradually turned into several pieces of wood, and the clothes he was wearing were blown away by the wind.
Fu Yunyao had anticipated this, "I didn't expect that Alliance Leader Mu would also like to play this kind of trick."
"If we don't do it this way, how can we lure Young Master Yao into the formation?"
Mu Jiuqing's voice came from behind them. He was still dressed in black, maintaining a refined and elegant demeanor.
Fuyun Yao sighed.
Fu Yusheng blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I really hate these formations." She shook the frost off her sword and replied, "Why does everyone who tries to deal with me use formations?"
Fu Yusheng chuckled softly and said nothing more.
Mu Jiuqing didn't mind being ignored, and he spoke again, "Young Master isn't afraid of this formation, but the others might not be."
Fu Yunyao glanced at Cheng Minxi and the others who were standing still on the other side, but she wasn't in a hurry.
"This kind of formation can only trap them for a short while. Why don't you tell me what you want to do first?"
"Is that so?" Mu Jiuqing retorted. "Half a moment is enough to kill someone a million times over."
He smiled, "After all, they are among the top talents in the cultivation world today. How could I possibly just set up an ordinary formation? Don't you think so..."
"Young Master."
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