Chapter 53: To set the record straight: This evil creature carries the aura of evil, and everyone must...
Shen Wenji's gaze fell on Su Tengyue.
The demon saint before me was bound tightly by chains, digging into her flesh, her shoulders stained with blood. Despite her miserable state, her back remained straight.
Noticing Shen Wenji's gaze, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes glaring stubbornly under her messy hair, a sarcastic sneer pulled out from the corner of her bloodstained mouth.
"What are you looking at?" Su Tengyue's voice was hoarse, with her usual arrogance. "The affairs of the demon clan don't need the Immortal Sect to intervene, and I don't need you to save my life."
"Chen Wenji, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical? Aren't you just here to laugh at me?" She struggled, the chains rattling. "Are you satisfied with my prisoner status now?"
"Get away! You look so disgusting."
Shen Wenji didn't get angry when he heard that. He just found it funny seeing her trying so hard to hold on.
The dignified Saint of the Demon Clan is actually a person who is so obsessed with face that she suffers in vain.
She wasn't a kindhearted person, nor did she intend to meddle in other people's affairs. But right now, this was indeed the perfect opportunity to delve into the Demon Realm and uncover the truth.
Shen Wenji turned to look at Xie Yunqing, and the two exchanged glances without saying a word.
Xie Yunqing nodded calmly, raised his hand and gently squeezed her fingers. This tiny gesture made her feel at ease.
She took a deep breath, turned to Mo Cang, who was sitting at his ease, waiting to watch the show, and said in a conciliatory tone, "The Holy Son is right. He who knows the current situation is a hero."
She paused, as if she had made a great decision: "I can hand over the Tianque Bell, and I... am also willing to bring the Hehuan Sect back to the Demon Realm, but I have conditions." Mo Cang didn't expect her to really agree. He raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then turned into amusement.
He could hear the forced calmness in her words, but he didn't expect her to be so bold as to bargain with the demons.
"Oh? Tell me about it."
"I want you to release all the innocent disciples of the immortal sect who were involved, and..." Shen Wenji looked at the scarred senior brother and the weak Su Tengyue: "And, release my senior brother and her."
Su Tengyue's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Shen Wenji in disbelief. This time, her eyes were less hostile, but instead contained a hint of indescribable complex emotions.
She said so many excessive words, why did Shen Wenji still save her?
Looking at Shen Wenji's figure, she seemed to want to say something, her lips moved, but in the end she just bit her lower lip, turned her head away, and no longer looked at Shen Wenji.
Mo Cang was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Huh? For these irrelevant people, Wen Ji was willing to hand over the sect's sacred object. He really understands the greater good."
He deliberately dragged out the ending tone, so that it didn't sound like praise but full of sarcasm.
However, he was happy to see this kind of deal that was a sure win: "Okay, as long as you obediently hand over the Tianque Bell, I will agree to these conditions."
Xie Yunqing, who was standing nearby, glanced at him and said calmly, "Don't you need to ask the Demon Lord for permission? Do you have such great power?"
"Brother, you'd better stop worrying about it." Mo Cang said with a fake smile, "I can naturally make the decision on this little matter."
Anyway, the purgatory was full of minor characters, so releasing them wouldn't cause any trouble. As for Su Tengyue, she was just a saint who had fallen from grace. There was no point in keeping her around, so it was better to do her a favor.
Xie Yunqing was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he nodded and said nothing more.
In order to prove himself, Mo Cang immediately had the demon soldiers unchain most of the people and casually ordered: "Take them to treat their injuries and don't let anyone die."
"Although they are just a group of ants, who can blame them for caring about their lives? Wen Ji, you are really the kindest girl I have ever met."
Shen Wenji: "..."
Seeing that Shen Wenji ignored him, he shook the chain beside him vigorously, which was entangled with the flesh and blood of the eldest brother.
This immediately led to an uncontrollable and shrill howl.
Shen Wenji frowned and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Why don't you let him go?"
Mo Cang laughed and said, "I've already released most of the people, but you won't even show me the shadow of the Tianque Bell. This deal is too unfair."
Shen Wenji just thought it was ridiculous for a demon to talk about fairness with you.
She hesitated for a moment, then turned her palm over, and the Tianque Bell appeared in her hand.
Mo Cang's eyes flashed with greed, and he reached out to grab it, but Xie Yunqing raised his hand to stop him.
"Holy Son." Xie Yunqing's voice was cold. "Rules cannot be abandoned. How can you and I touch such a sacred object casually? The Demon Lord must personally test it."
"Ha." Mo Cang laughed in anger, his outstretched hand frozen in mid-air. To hide his embarrassment, he withdrew his hand angrily and ordered the demon soldiers: "Release them!"
The attendant quickly stepped forward, helped the dying eldest brother to get medical treatment, and untied Su Tengyue and took him away.
After finishing the work, he looked at Shen Wenji and gave a meaningful smile: "Now it's time to leave with me, right? Let the Demon Lord see your loyalty with his own eyes."
After passing through layers of guards, the group arrived at the main hall of the Demon Palace. The hall was filled with a thick demonic aura. The Demon Lord sat on a high black throne, his face hidden in the shadows, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
His eyes first fell on Xie Yunqing, and his tone was calm, but with deliberate intimacy: "You are finally willing to come back."
Xie Yunqing remained silent, but held Shen Wenji's hand tighter.
The Demon Lord didn't mind and turned to look at Shen Wenji, his eyes fixed on the storage ring between her fingers: "Where is the Tianque Bell?"
Shen Wenji took out the Tianque Bell. The bell was glowing with a faint pink light, which seemed particularly abrupt in the demonic energy.
She raised the bell high, and when the Demon Lord was about to take it, she deliberately retracted her hand: "Master Demon Lord, this bell is a sacred object of my Hehuan Sect, and it has recognized me as its master. I hope you will treat it with care."
The implication is that he is warning the Demon Lord that you demons will not be able to use it even if you steal it.
The Demon Lord's eyes moved slightly, but he still did not give up and used his magic power to snatch the bell from her hand.
Sure enough, the bell resisted his contact, and the surroundings were filled with Shen Wenji's breath. This thing had already recognized its master.
The Demon Lord lowered his eyes, a hint of darkness flashed in them, and then he laughed heartily: "In that case, I would like to ask my friend to help me achieve my great cause together."
Shen Wenji bowed his head and asked respectfully, "I wonder what the Demon Lord's great cause is...?"
"I have never forgotten the shame of the great war between immortals and demons. This great cause is naturally for revenge, to make those famous immortals who claim to be righteous feel the pain of being harmed by their own power."
He clenched the Tianque Bell tightly, his eyes flashing with enthusiasm: "Using this bell as a guide, and supplemented by the supreme puppet secrets of our demon clan, we can strip away the spiritual consciousness of those powerful ones, replicate their cultivation abilities, and forge an absolutely obedient puppet army."
"By then, the Immortal Sect will be reduced to ashes in a fratricidal slaughter..."
The crazy laughter stopped abruptly, and the Demon Lord turned his gaze to Xie Yunqing, saying without a doubt: "You, with my bloodline and demonic power, are the perfect choice to operate this secret technique."
Before he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers and a thick black demonic energy struck Xie Yunqing's brow.
Xie Yunqing groaned, his body trembled violently, the blood drained from his face, and violent demonic energy emanated uncontrollably from his body.
"Yun Qing!" Shen Wenji exclaimed, wanting to step forward, but was forced back by the invisible pressure.
The Demon Lord watched coldly: "He won't die. I passed on all my magic skills to him, but this kid took advantage of it."
After that, he threw the Tianque Bell in front of Shen Wenji: "Since you have surrendered, you will be in charge of the Tianque Bell. If you have any second thoughts..."
Shen Wenji responded first: "Wenji will remember this and will never have second thoughts."
Mo Cang watched from the side and saw that Xie Yunqing was not only not blown up by the magic power, but seemed to be gradually adapting to it, and the jealousy in his eyes became even stronger.
He had never seen many of the magic skills before, but the Demon Lord generously passed them on to this bastard who had just arrived in the Demon Realm.
He stepped forward with a feigned concern, "Brother, this is your first time enduring such a powerful demonic power. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to control it. Why don't you let me, your younger brother, help you?"
He seemed to be trying to help him vent his emotions, but in fact he secretly injected a cold and cunning demonic energy into Xie Yunqing's heart.
Xie Yunqing was caught off guard and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
However, this demonic energy, which was of the same lineage as the Demon Lord, happened to subtly calm the bloodthirsty and manic demonic power, and by some strange coincidence, it stabilized the chaotic power in Xie Yunqing's body, reducing the risk of him exploding and dying.
Xie Yunqing wiped the blood off, glanced at Mo Cang, and played along with him in the play of brotherly love and respect: "Thank you, brother."
Shen Wenji quickly stepped forward to protect Xie Yunqing, not allowing Mo Cang to get any closer.
From then on, Mo Cang always secretly tripped up Xie Yunqing, either deliberately disrupting the demonic energy when he was practicing, or secretly destroying the Tianque Bell when he was studying it.
But he didn't expect that these actions would actually help Xie Yunqing.
Xie Yunqing originally wanted to modify the Tianque Bell's skills, but Mo Cang's interference allowed him to more clearly understand the bell's weaknesses.
Through his understanding of the secret manual of the Hehuan Sect's martial arts, he adapted the mantra of the Tianque Bell's mental method and gave the modified martial arts method to Shen Wenji.
He explained, "This way, the Tianque Bell will no longer deceive people. Instead, it will keep the person being controlled awake, and even interfere with the puppet's consciousness."
Shen Wenji was skeptical at first, but after practicing according to the method for a few days, he was completely impressed.
Even this improved technique gave her a familiar feeling, and she couldn't help but wonder: "How come you are so familiar with the Hehuan Sect's modified technique?"
Without blinking, Xie Yunqing replied seriously, "When the owner of Zuihualou was adapting it, I was there, and I've been exposed to it, so I can be considered experienced."
Shen Wenji seemed to understand, but didn't quite understand, so he believed it for the time being.
The demons have been provoking disputes for several days in a row. The immortal families have been tolerant again and again, but finally they can no longer tolerate it. New and old grudges are intertwined, and the war between immortals and demons begins again.
The two armies faced each other, murderous aura filled the sky, and flags covered the sun.
Xie Yunqing was personally appointed by the Demon Lord and placed in front of the formation in order to better implement the puppet plan.
The former role model of the immortal sect and the first disciple of the Tianxuan Sect was now surrounded by demonic energy and stood grimly in front of the demon formation.
This scene alone caused an uproar in the Immortal Sect camp.
"Xie Senior Brother? Am I seeing things right? How could he..."
"Big Brother, why do you have such a strong demonic energy? Are you being coerced by the demons?"
"Yunqing, what on earth is going on!"
In the Tianxuan Sect camp, the disciples who were familiar with him cried out in shock, and the Sect Leader and elders who valued him showed grief on their faces.
Many people subconsciously defended him and were unwilling to believe what they saw.
"Yun Qing must be forced to do so..."
"The demonic path is cunning and has designed to control Senior Brother Xie."
"Please, Sect Master and Elders, be vigilant and do not harm Xie Yunqing."
Amidst the cries of pleas for mercy, a terrifying pressure erupted from behind the Tianxuan Sect.
A cold voice echoed throughout the area: "Those who carry demonic energy are the remnants of the demon clan and cannot be spared. You still want to plead for him? Have you forgotten the rules of the Tianxuan Sect?"
Everyone turned around and saw Elder Xie, who had been in seclusion for many years, walking out slowly.
He is Xie Yunqing's nominal biological father, Xie Tonghe.
But at this moment, there was no trace of father-son affection in his eyes, only disgust and murderous intent.
"The evidence is conclusive that the evil spirit has invaded his body and he has defected to the devil's way. What else is there to investigate?" Xie Tonghe's voice was firm.
He stared at Xie Yunqing coldly, the long sword in his hand shining with a sharp cold light.
"This evil creature carries the aura of evil and demons, and anyone must kill him. Today, I will personally clean up the mess and take his head to set things right!"
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