Chapter 10 Immortal Lord 010%
“…”
Xie Qingxun had no intention of going to the underground palace.
Lately, his body has been feeling strange and he has to meditate and regulate his breathing every night, which is boring.
Perhaps because he'd been bored for too long, his meditation state wasn't good today. He often lost his focus and couldn't concentrate. He kept thinking about Di Shu's reply: "Qu Yaoyao may be timid, but she's stubborn and obstinate. Intimidation alone is useless. She must be made to suffer."
You will suffer.
Di Shu is not a kind person. The suffering he described is not something that ordinary people can endure. Even if you don't die, you will lose half your life.
Xie Qingxun's fingertips flickered with magical light, and a tearful little face appeared before his eyes. The scene from a few days ago replayed itself. He had kindly helped up the timid and weak-kneed little girl, but she pushed him away and said fiercely, "I don't want you to care."
As a great immortal, he could decide life and death with just a thought, so he didn't care about her.
Thinking of this, the light between Xie Qingxun's fingers completely went out, and he opened his eyes to look at the scroll on the table.
A faint red-gold light flowed through his face, subtly changing it, as if rouge had been applied. He couldn't calm down today after all. Xie Qingxun sneered and muttered to himself, "I want to see how stubborn your temper can be."
Since I can't calm down, I might as well go to the underground palace to have some fun.
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Xie Qingxun thought that he could hear Qu Yaoyao's crying and screaming when he came, but he never expected that the cage was quiet and there was only a sleeping "butterfly" lying there.
Her dress spread out, her body adorned with intricate jewels, Qu Yaoyao curled up on the Dharma Plate, resting her head on her arm, sleeping soundly on her side. Xie Qingxun dispersed his body and condensed his form into the Dharma Plate, looking down at her for a long time without waking her.
You are so brave that you can fall asleep here.
Staring at Qu Yaoyao's sleeping face, Xie Qingxun knelt in front of her and saw the butterfly on her sleeve swaying with her breathing, very rhythmically, as if it would fly away at any time.
What he didn't know was that Qu Yaoyao was not actually asleep, but her consciousness was pulled into the pendant.
Time goes back to when Di Shu left after saying something harsh. Qu Yaoyao collapsed on the ground, anxiously looking for a way to escape.
She couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She realized that this group of people wanted to use her as a scapegoat. If she stayed here, she would only die. Without any cultivation and no one to turn to, Qu Yaoyao finally understood why the head sect was so anxious to urge Qu Yushu to leave.
If he leaves like this, there will really be no one to protect her.
"Brother..." Qu Yaoyao couldn't break the magic circle that imprisoned her, and thought of the sachet Qu Yushu left for her.
She remembered that when Gu Tianci escorted her away, Yunzhi had quietly slipped the sachet into her pocket. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Qu Yaoyao, with trembling fingers, opened her collar and frantically searched for the life-saving sachet.
despair--
The wound on her chin was bleeding, and a drop of blood slid down her neck and into her collar.
Another drop of blood hit the water drop pendant on her neck directly. The pendant absorbed the blood and emitted a faint light.
[Yaoyao.] A magnetic and deep voice appeared in my ears.
Qu Yaoyao thought it was an illusion caused by her panic, until she heard the voice again: [Yaoyao.]
"Who's talking?!" Qu Yaoyao heard clearly this time and looked around blankly.
The dungeon was empty, a disc-shaped magic circle forming a semicircular barrier blocking her path to the outside. No one else was there except her. The only anomaly was the pendant around her neck, its red glow growing increasingly brighter.
Qu Yaoyao brought the pendant to her eyes, swallowed, and asked, "Is it you who's speaking?"
The dark red pendant is not so much in the shape of a teardrop as it is in the shape of a drop of condensed blood.
Qu Yaoyao didn't hear any response. She studied the blood drop pendant carefully and noticed that something was moving inside the pendant. She couldn't help but look closely. Her consciousness was quickly bewitched and instantly pulled into the pendant.
Fire, a large ball of red flame was burning fiercely.
After Qu Yaoyao's consciousness entered the pendant, she restored her original appearance. Standing in the red void, she did not feel hot, but felt warm and comfortable, and somewhat familiar.
…It was as if she had been here not long ago.
"Do you remember?" A man's voice came from the flames, exactly the same voice that had just called her outside the pendant.
Xiao Xuelian was very confused. "What did you remember?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a flame shot up and sank into her forehead. Her fragmented memories gradually recovered, and she remembered what happened after her body and soul were destroyed by the fallen immortal.
It turned out that the reason she was able to be reborn was not because God had mercy on her, but because someone rescued her, gathered her soul that was about to dissipate piece by piece, used his own spiritual power to nurture it and gather it into shape, and patiently repaired the scars on her soul.
"It was you who saved me?" Xiao Xuelian remembered everything.
During the few days when the original owner Qu Yaoyao was still alive, Xiao Xuelian's soul was fostered in this pendant until Qu Yaoyao died and her soul was scattered, her life lamp was extinguished and she completely disappeared from the world. Only then was her soul placed into Qu Yaoyao's body and became the new owner of her body.
The time to replenish the soul was long, and Xiao Xuelian was asleep most of the time. She could only vaguely hear someone talking to her. The voice was exactly the same as the one she heard now, there was no mistake.
Remembering her savior, Xiao Xuelian hurriedly thanked him. She thought the flame was her benefactor and tried to get closer, but was stopped, "Stand there and don't move."
The voice that did not allow for rejection sounded a bit cold and harsh at first.
Without waiting for Xiao Xuelian to react, the man quickly explained, his voice low and husky but sounding very gentle, "The Red Lotus Karma Fire contains the spiritual power of heaven and earth. You are entering here with your soul. If you get too close, your soul will be burned."
"I see." Xiao Xuelian didn't take it to heart and chose a safe distance to sit cross-legged.
There were too many curiosities and doubts piling up in her heart. She was about to ask about them one by one when a cold voice suddenly came from the flames: "He's here."
In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Xuelian's soul was pushed out of the pendant, and her eyelashes trembled as she regained consciousness.
At the same time, Xie Qingxun noticed something glowing around her neck and was about to pull open her collar to check. He knelt down, his face lowered, and was so close to her that when Qu Yaoyao woke up and saw his enlarged handsome face, she screamed in fear and slapped him in the face without thinking.
Bang, Xie Qingxun’s eyes went dark.
By the time her eyes had cleared up again, Qu Yaoyao had already retreated several feet away. Hiding the hand that had just committed the crime, she half-hid her face, hugged her knees, and curled up, looking at him warily and asking, "What are you doing?"
Could it be that he wanted to kill her while she was sleeping?
Xie Qingxun's face turned cold, his pupils were dark and golden, he pursed his lips and stood up.
Getting slapped for no reason wouldn't be pleasant for anyone, let alone me, the Immortal Venerable, who always seemed so high and mighty. Meeting Qu Yaoyao's flustered gaze, he narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered, "It seems you've adapted well here."
I just slept so soundly.
Qu Yaoyao was affected by the magic circle and was originally weak and powerless, but now when she saw the Immortal Qingxi, she was like a rabbit with its fur standing on end, and a lot of strength was restored to her body.
"Why did you lock me up here?" Her sweet voice became fierce because of anger, and it sounded a bit fierce to people's ears. She was really irritated.
As a snow lotus, she may not understand other things, but pride and innocence are her bottom line, and no one can touch them.
"I didn't kill Hua Song!"
"I didn't kill Hua Song!"
"Even if you kill me, I won't be a scapegoat for you. Don't dream!" Qu Yaoyao, who has a very good temper, spoke first after several sentences. She was just as Di Shu described, weak but tough, and would never admit it even if beaten to death.
Xie Qingxun curled his lips, "Scapegoat?"
He repeated these words in a cool voice and asked Qu Yaoyao slowly, "How do you know you're the scapegoat? Miss Yaoyao, didn't you lose your memory?"
How could a person with amnesia remember whether he had killed anyone before? Hua Song died before she lost her amnesia.
Qu Yaoyao was choked by his words, and only then did she realize why he spared her life when he heard about the Medicine King Sect that day. It turned out that he was waiting for her here. "Even if I have lost my memory and don't remember anything, I know that I didn't kill Hua Song. You can't frame me."
"What evidence do you have to prove that you didn't kill anyone?"
"Before Hua Song died, he was in close contact with you. You happened to be away from Xingyang Sect the night he was killed. His personal maid has already confessed that he was going to keep a date with you that night."
Not only were there witnesses, but the wounds on Hua Song's body were all infected with demonic energy. A few days later, when Qu Yaoyao got into trouble, the marks on her neck were also infected with demonic energy. Combining these two things, they quickly found the magic flag that could attract evil spirits in Qu Yaoyao's room. It can be said that with both witnesses and evidence, Qu Yaoyao had to admit it even if she didn't want to.
"Even if you didn't kill him yourself, Hua Song was killed by the evil spirit you summoned that went out of control."
"Miss Yaoyao, Huasong died because of you."
Qu Yaoyao was stunned. If she had not seen with her own eyes the real murderer who killed Hua Song, she would have really been fooled by the Immortal Qingxi.
"I don't believe it! Don't try to frame me." As deep as her love for him was at the beginning, Qu Yaoyao is as disappointed in him now.
She was simple-minded, and after being provoked, she said without thinking: "The real murderer who killed Hua Song was not me, he was obviously——"
"What is it?" Xie Qingxun looked at her.
You killed him!
Frightened by his gloomy expression, Qu Yaoyao regained her composure and quickly changed her words: "Hua Song must have provoked the evil spirit himself...right?"
"Anyway, I didn't kill him."
Her voice grew fainter, the word "bar" laced with uncertainty, and the last mumbled word expressed her persistence. Qu Yaoyao added in her mind: It was because I provoked you, the great evil spirit, that Hua Song died innocently.
Xie Qingxun couldn't hear what she was saying, he just felt that this Miss Qu San was really stubborn and difficult to deal with, not as easy to fool as he imagined.
"Di Shu." Xie Qingxun turned his head to look at Di Shu standing by the door and asked with a cold face: "What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to invite you over?"
Di Shu's whole body was stiff. He couldn't stay or leave at this moment, so he could only bite the bullet and move forward.
"Master." As Di Shu bowed, the torture instruments in his hands were exposed in the air, colliding with each other with a dull sound.
As soon as she saw what he was holding, Qu Yaoyao's eyes widened in fear, her face pale. Xie Qingxun, on the other hand, just narrowed his eyes and, seeing Di Shu's hesitant expression, raised the corners of his lips, "Are you waiting for me to do it myself?"
"Disciple, I dare not!" Di Shu was about to kneel down.
Xie Qingxun ignored him and disappeared into the cage. He reappeared, and outside the cell, a golden chair and coffee table appeared. Xie Qingxun sat sideways on one, holding a jade teacup in his hand. He took a sip and said leisurely, "Let's begin."
"Since Miss Qu San would rather die than surrender, then let me see how many times you can die."
He actually wanted to watch Di Shu torture her with his own eyes.
Qu Yaoyao's shock was beyond words. She stared blankly at the man outside the cage. She couldn't understand how such a cruel and heartless person could exist in this world. Obviously, clearly, when she was still a snow lotus, her Immortal Venerable was not like this...
The butterfly's wings could no longer fly. Perhaps Yunzhi would never have thought that the beautiful girl she had dressed up so carefully would now be sitting on the ground with disheveled clothes and hair, trapped in a cage with a magic circle.
The flower ornament Yunzhi had placed between her eyebrows was stained with a small stain, the crimson paint looking like blood, staining her brow. The tassel hairpin in Qu Yaoyao's hair was wobbly, her jaw injured and her face filled with grievance, as she stared helplessly at the person outside the cage, looking both embarrassed and pitiful.
Why was she looking at him like that?
Meeting Qu Yaoyao's gaze, Xie Qingxun tightened his fingers around the jade cup and looked back at her with a calm and indifferent gaze.
Di Shu looked at Qu Yaoyao and then at his master. After hesitating for a moment, he walked up to Qu Yaoyao with the torture instruments in his hand and said in a complicated tone, "I'm sorry."
He couldn't be arrogant in front of Xie Qingxun.
Among the torture instruments Di Shu brought were long whips covered in barbs, iron tongs, spikes, soul-grabbing hooks, and many other miscellaneous and bizarre objects. Because of Xie Qingxun's arrival, Di Shu was unsure of his intentions and hesitated about what to choose.
Just as he picked up a whip, the man outside the cage warned him coldly, "Don't leave any injuries on her. Do you want people to see that I'm torturing a little girl?"
Di Shu put down the whip, picked up the ice thunder thorn beside him, and asked Xie Qingxun with his eyes.
Xie Qingxun didn't say anything this time. He leaned back with his hand supporting his forehead, looking like he was waiting to watch a show.
Di Shu had an idea in mind. He knelt on one knee, holding the Ice Thunder Needle, and demonstrated it to Qu Yaoyao. "This needle is called Ice Thunder. When it pierces the skin and flesh, it will cause a tearing pain like lightning. Once it is deeply embedded in the skin and flesh, it will move with the blood and cause you to feel a stinging pain all over your body, and an unbearable itch."
"Miss Qu San, would you rather endure this suffering than confess your guilt?"
Qu Yaoyao bit her lip, her eyes misting over, and she trembled with fear. Even so, she still said, "I didn't kill anyone, I'm not guilty."
Di Shu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then please extend your hand, Miss Qu San."
"I will stop when you are willing to plead guilty." Di Shu had used a box full of ice thunder thorns many times, but no one could withstand three of them from his hands.
Qu Yaoyao hid her hands.
She wasn't stupid. She knew someone was going to hurt her, so why should she just reach out? She tried to struggle and escape, but under the suppression of the formation, she fell to the ground as soon as she stood up. Di Shu easily caught her and squeezed her right hand.
"I'm going to start." Di Shu pointed the needle tip at the tip of Qu Yaoyao's index finger.
Qu Yaoyao whimpered and lay on the ground, unable to break free. Tears fell from her eyes and she began to sob. Blurred, she saw a figure in white outside the cage and yelled, "You're a bad guy!"
She doesn't know how to curse, she learned this from Yunzhi.
Di Shu thought she was scolding him, but Xie Qingxun knew she was yelling at him. How pitiful! Even pushed to this point, she wouldn't even curse. A single bad word didn't bother her, and it even made her laugh.
"Woo..." Qu Yaoyao felt the ice lightning piercing into her fingertips, and she felt as if struck by lightning in an instant.
Her body hunched over in pain, sweat dripping down her cheeks. When she opened her mouth to gasp for air, Di Shu paused for a moment. "Miss Qu, if you're willing to plead guilty, just let me know."
I’m afraid that one day I won’t even have the strength to speak.
The hairpin in Qu Yaoyao's hair had fallen to the ground, and her face was covered with broken hair. Biting her lip, she cried in a broken voice, "I'm not guilty!"
Di Shu sighed and suddenly felt a little admiration for this little girl.
Just as he was about to pierce the entire ice lightning thorn into Qu Yaoyao's fingertips, Qu Yaoyao heard the voice from the pendant again, "Yaoyao, confess your guilt quickly."
Qu Yaoyao bit her lip and refused to say a word.
As if he understood the nature of this little snow lotus very well, the man spoke anxiously and quickly, "Pretend to confess first. Once they leave, I'll help you escape from here."
Only by leaving and surviving can she better clear herself of suspicion and take revenge on those who hurt her.
The author has something to say: I'm late~
Xie Qingxun is actually quite cruel, after all, he is not a human being.
Fortunately, Xiao Xuelian's 'guardian angel' finally appeared~
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Yingzai, go to bed early, littleone 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Jia Xiaoyu 10 bottles; dxcyyds 5 bottles; Yiren*Yousi 3 bottles; littleone 1 bottle;
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