Chapter 67 Bone Ring Light No matter where I am, I will find a way to come...
Inside the meeting hall.
Shen Wenji had just finished processing the last file. She rubbed her slightly sore brows and looked up. The sun was setting outside the window. She was shocked to realize that she had been busy all day.
Thinking of Xie Yunqing who was "thrown" into the bedroom by me, I wondered if he had changed his clothes and whether he was bored.
The corners of her lips unconsciously curved into a faint smile. She happily packed up her things and got up to look for Xie Yunqing.
Not long after walking out of the meeting hall, Shen Wenji vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
Along the way, she met many disciples. When they saw her, they all saluted as usual, but today, the way they looked at her... had a little more indescribable subtle smile than usual?
There were even a few brave disciples who gathered together, whispering, glancing at her from time to time. When they saw her looking at them, they hurriedly lowered their heads, their shoulders still shaking slightly.
Strange, this is too strange.
Shen Wenji touched his face, but didn't notice anything wrong, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Until she met the familiar Elder Zhang on her way back to the bedroom.
Elder Zhang approached her mysteriously, took her arm, and jokingly said, "Sect Master, that swordsman you've been hiding behind a golden roof is truly remarkable. When he stands outside the Hehuan Lecture Hall, many of the sect's disciples lose their focus on cultivation. Their spirits seem drawn away."
"A husband hidden in a golden house? A sword cultivator?" Shen Wenji was stunned at first, frowned and looked at Elder Zhang in confusion, then repeated it in a murmur.
Elder Zhang, with the expression of an experienced person, patted her shoulders twice and said earnestly, "I understand, but you also need to be restrained and not be too ostentatious."
Shen Wenji reacted immediately, and her cheeks flushed red.
The husband hidden in the golden house should refer to Xie Yunqing.
He actually ran out to show off, and went to the Hehuan Lecture Hall where the most disciples were.
No wonder the disciples looked at her like that along the way. Could Xie Yunqing have said something else?
After hesitating for a long time, she asked tentatively, "What did he do?"
Elder Zhang smiled and said, "Nothing. He just stood for a while by the conspicuous albizzia tree at the entrance of the attic, as if staking his claim, and called you Madam in front of the disciples."
"Don't blame him, it's all the disciples gossiping." Elder Zhang knew that Shen Wenji was thin-skinned, so he comforted her.
Shen Wenji suddenly felt embarrassed, angry and amused in her heart. Xie Yunqing really never let her worry for a moment, and always caused her these embarrassing troubles.
"I think he treats you sincerely. When are you going to give him a proper status?" Elder Zhang leaned over and whispered, "I've heard that all sorts of things are going on within the sect these days. You'd better find a way to resolve this soon. Otherwise, the disciples will just gossip all day long. Who will still be able to cultivate?"
Shen Wenji responded vaguely to the elder and quickened his pace, wanting only to find the culprit as soon as possible.
When she arrived outside the Hehuan Lecture Hall, she saw the conspicuous Hehuan tree, but did not see Xie Yunqing.
She was so reckless. It had been so long, how could Xie Yunqing just stand there like an idiot?
Shen Wenji hammered his head in frustration.
She tried to use her spiritual sense to find Xie Yunqing's whereabouts, but apart from sensing a faint trace of his presence on the tree, she found nothing about his specific location.
Something was amiss. They had clearly already practiced spiritual connection and were extremely familiar with each other's spiritual consciousness. Logically, as long as Xie Yunqing set foot in the Hehuan Sect, she should be able to sense and locate him...
But now, the spiritual consciousness was like a stone sinking into the sea, as if an invisible force forcibly cut off or blocked the connection between the two.
Could it be that Xie Yunqing wasn't in the Hehuan Sect? Where else could he go?
Shen Wenji immediately asked several disciples, and the answers he got were all: "Senior Xie was indeed here before, but later seemed to have met someone he knew and left together."
Acquaintances? Where did he get his acquaintances in the Hehuan Sect?
Shen Wenji's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition magnified in his heart.
Her face darkened and she carefully questioned the disciple who had the last contact with Xie Yunqing.
Fortunately, Xie Yunqing was too conspicuous, and more than one disciple saw the direction he left.
Combining the guidance of everyone and the residual breath fluctuations she sensed, the clues clearly pointed to the direction of the bamboo forest in the back mountain.
Shen Wenji immediately flew over, feeling extremely anxious. Xie Yunqing's demonic energy had just stabilized, and his strength was weak at the moment. If anything unexpected happened...
When we arrived at the bamboo forest on the back mountain, the setting sun had stretched the shadows of the bamboos very long. The surroundings were silent, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves.
In the center of the clearing, a dim and ineffective formation remained on the ground, and a faint demonic aura still lingered around it that had not completely dissipated.
Shen Wenji frowned slightly. She recognized this formation. It was the teleportation formation that led her to the Demon Realm before.
At this moment, this formation seemed to have been modified by someone with exquisite techniques, and was even activated briefly.
There was still some undried blood on the ground.
Shen Wenji closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to investigate. The bloodstain was actually Xie Yunqing's.
Is he injured? Where are the others? They won't be teleported...
She stared at the formation in front of her, unable to calm down at all.
Isn't it just the Demon Realm? She's already been there once, so what's the harm in going there again?
Without further hesitation, she immediately activated her spiritual power, formed seals with her hands, and tried to activate the formation.
"Buzz—"
The formation made a buzzing sound, and suddenly a dazzling black light appeared, completely engulfing Shen Wenji's figure.
After a dizzying moment of space tearing, Shen Wenji staggered to his feet.
The surroundings were no longer the bamboo forest in the back mountain of the Hehuan Sect, but a strange palace filled with strong demonic energy and dim lighting.
Familiar black stone pillars stood tall, carved with hideous monster totems, and a disgusting smell of blood floated in the air.
Sure enough, it was the Demon Realm again, she guessed right.
"Heh, I thought I had to wait a few more days, but I didn't expect that the leader of the Hehuan Sect would be so impatient and fall into the trap." A lazy and low voice came from the throne high up in front.
This lord? Didn’t the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm die from serious injuries?
Shen Wenji followed the voice and looked up, only to see someone she knew sitting on the tall black throne in the Demon Palace.
The Holy Son of the Demon Clan, Mo Cang, leaned on the throne.
He propped his chin on one hand and toyed with the black bone bell with the other, muttering, "The Tianque Bell I ordered to be developed has failed again. The substitute is indeed just a substitute."
"But... luckily you're here." A playful smile appeared on the handsome and evil face, and his eyes looked straight at Shen Wenji as if he was looking at a prey caught in a trap, "How can a fake be as good as the real thing?"
Shen Wenji's eyes were cold, and the spiritual power in his hands gathered into a ball, ready to go: "Mo Cang, where is Xie Yunqing?"
Mo Cang laughed softly, his voice echoing in the empty hall: "Why is Sect Master Shen so angry? My good brother is naturally a guest in a very safe place."
He slowly sat up straight, his eyes falling on Shen Wenji's slender wrist, where a miniature version of the Tianque Bell was tied.
"I won't beat around the bush with you." Mo Cang tapped his fingertips lightly, his tone full of determination, "Give me the Tianque Bell on your wrist that is soaked with demonic energy, and I might consider reuniting you and your wife."
Shen Wenji's heart trembled. She protected her wrist and said coldly, "Why should I believe you? Where is Xie Yunqing? I want to see him alive or dead. Otherwise, I would rather destroy this bell than let it fall into your hands."
"Tsk, what a loving couple! It's really touching."
Mo Cang sighed pretentiously, his eyes filled with cold calculation: "It seems that unless I show you some evidence, Sect Master Shen will not cooperate obediently."
He clapped his hands.
The shadows on the side of the hall began to move, and two tall demon generals came out escorting a figure.
The man was wearing a moon-white robe, the same style of clothing from the Hehuan Sect that she had someone send to Xie Yunqing that morning.
His body was covered in blood, his head was lowered, his long hair was scattered, his face could not be seen clearly, but his figure and clothes looked very much like Xie Yunqing.
The man's breath was weak and he fell into a deep coma.
Shen Wenji's heart tightened, and he subconsciously took a step forward and called out hurriedly: "Yun Qing!"
Wait, there's a problem.
Her keen spiritual sense caught the discordant abnormality. Although the aura coming from "Xie Yunqing" was deliberately imitated, the spiritual power was not clear.
Xie Yunqing has been practicing spiritual energy for decades, and his spiritual energy is naturally clear and bright. Even though his body was later affected by demonic energy, the fluctuations of spiritual energy in his bones did not change much.
The spiritual power in front of me has a lot of impurities and is a fake.
Mo Cang didn't notice the subtle change in Shen Wenji's expression, and continued to say smugly: "How is it? Can Sect Master Shen be trusted now? Hand over the Tianque Bell, and I will let you..."
His words stopped abruptly.
Shen Wenji suddenly raised his head, and the panic and worry in his previous expression disappeared, replaced by a cold snort mixed with a low laugh and a sigh.
"Saint Son Mo Cang." She interrupted him, her voice cold and undisguised in her mockery, "Next time you try to use puppets to deceive people, you'd better get some clarity."
"My Taoist partner, Xie Yunqing, is definitely not someone who can be imitated by just finding a hollow puppet."
"The substitute you tried so hard to find is not even one ten-thousandth as good as him."
"You!" Mo Cang's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Shen Wenji met his suddenly changed expression, slowly drew out the sword from his waist, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the throne: "Want the Tianque Bell? Sure."
"Trade him for the real Xie Yunqing, or is he not in your hands at all?"
As Shen Wenji finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall became subtle.
Mo Cang had a sinister look on his face. He slowly stood up from the throne, demonic energy surging around him. He controlled the thick black fog, which spread to every corner of the hall, making it hard for people to breathe.
"Okay, very good." His voice was icy. "Since Sect Master Shen refuses to accept my toast, I will come and get it myself!"
Mo Cang stopped talking nonsense and his body flashed. He crossed a distance of several meters in an instant like a ghost. A claw wrapped in rich demonic energy went straight for the Tianque Bell on Shen Wenji's wrist.
The speed was far beyond Shen Wenji's expectations.
Although she was on guard, she thrust out her sword in an attempt to block.
But the demonic energy in the hall seemed to have some effect on the demons. Mo Cang's current strength was even stronger than she expected.
But it doesn't matter, she has a backup plan.
Shen Wenji deliberately exposed a flaw, let his sword fly out of his hand, and rushed straight towards Mo Cang.
Mo Cang thought she was at the end of her strength, and the Demon Claw simply ignored her sword.
He bent his five fingers, and a terrifying suction force burst out from his claws, not only targeting Tianque Bell, but also seemed to want to extract Shen Wenji's spiritual power.
In order to lower Mo Cang's vigilance, Shen Wenji did not intend to hide. He used his spiritual power to protect his body and prepared to take the attack head-on.
"Prepare to die!" Mo Cang's eyes were bloodshot.
"Ugh." Shen Wenji groaned, realizing that the spiritual power in his body had stagnated and was suppressed by the demonic energy, making it difficult to circulate. The spiritual method that protected his body was on the verge of collapse.
Her wrist was in great pain, and the Tianque Bell was about to fly out of her hand.
At the critical moment.
The cold bone ring given to Shen Wenji by Xie Yunqing, which he had been wearing quietly on his finger, suddenly burst out with dazzling light.
That light carried some of Shen Wenji's aura, but it wasn't entirely hers. It was more like two auras intertwined together?
The low humming sound penetrated time and space, rippled out from the bone ring, and condensed into an invisible shield, like an embrace, firmly protecting Shen Wenji.
Mo Cang's determined claws slammed into the shield, but only caused ripples, and it was difficult to get even half an inch close.
His expression changed slightly, obviously he hadn't expected this change: "What is it?"
The next second, something even more unexpected happened.
A silver light pierced through his back, the tip of the sword piercing through his flesh and blood, staining his chest with a glaring red.
It was the sword that Shen Wenji had just released that pierced him like a boomerang.
Mo Cang's pupils were horrified. He didn't notice anything unusual at all. Shen Wenji actually had such strength. Was she pretending just now?
He looked down at the sword wound on his chest, a breath stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. Finally, he fell heavily to his knees.
After blocking the attack, the light of the bone ring on Shen Wenji's finger not only did not weaken, but instead flashed sharply.
Mysterious runes appeared on the ring body, spinning wildly as if it had life.
The light began to collapse inward, and in the blink of an eye, it suddenly exploded.
A tall figure tore through the void in this brilliant halo, suddenly flashed, and landed steadily in front of Shen Wenji.
She blinked her eyelashes gently, and then she felt a warm hug, and the familiar breath enveloped her completely.
The person in front of her was dusty and pale, perhaps because of the long-distance transmission, but he stood very steadily, with a broad back, blocking all the evil energy around her.
The person who came was Xie Yunqing.
Shen Wenji had thousands of words stuck in his throat, but in the end, he only called out with a trembling voice: "Yun Qing..."
Xie Yunqing's eyes, which always contained a smile, were now filled with worry and fear. He quickly looked her up and down to make sure she was alright.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a soothing smile, his low voice carrying a reassuring power.
"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Xie Yunqing raised his fingertips and gently touched the bone ring on her finger, which was still emitting a faint glow, and looked at her with gentle and focused eyes.
"As long as you need me." He paused, his tone light, but every word weighed heavily, striking Shen Wenji's heart.
"No matter where I am, I will find a way to be by your side."
Shen Wenji stared blankly at his figure falling from the sky, his nose felt sore and his eyes became hot uncontrollably.
Her voice was choked with sobs: "Where have you been? I was worried about you for a long time."
"You annoying bastard, I don't need you. I've already taken care of it. You're too late."
"I was wrong. It's all my fault. I'll go back and study the formation carefully. I'll definitely appear in front of you as soon as possible next time."
"Next time? You want a next time? Right now, right now, you better explain everything to me."
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