Chapter 326: The Truth Is Hard to Distinguish



Chapter 326: The Truth Is Hard to Distinguish

"Master... Master..."

Fu Yin covered his chest with his hands in shock, while Danyang and Danzhu were also filled with disbelief - wasn't this handsome man in front of them their master Ling Xiao Zhenren!

What's going on?

Fu Yin looked at his fellow brothers in confusion, only to find that they were not respectful at all, but rather had serious expressions.

What's going on? Could this person not be my master? But his face looks exactly the same as it did fifteen years ago. What's going on?

Fifteen years ago, when Yuan Qing was in great trouble, Fu Yin, Danyang and Danzhu were out training and were not present. They only heard about Yuan Qing's death on their way back to the sect, and the news was widely spread among the people at that time.

Fu Yin and the other two didn't believe all this at first, but after returning to Yuanqing, they saw a tragic scene.

The Yuanqing Sect had only one head, Ling Xiao Zhenren, who had seventeen disciples, and the rest were apprentices taken in by these disciples. But by the time Fu Yin and the other two rushed back to Yuanqing, only eight of the thirteen brothers were left.

Among those fellow disciples who died, there were two senior brothers and seven junior brothers. Among the seven junior brothers, three were still young, only in their teens, but they ended up with a wooden tablet as a roof and a stone house as a hut. There were too many nephews and nieces to count.

A great sect, however, ended up with a dwindling population overnight.

This matter naturally alarmed the Wuwei Patriarch who had been in seclusion for decades. He personally went to the main hall to preside over the situation, re-arranged the order of the existing Yuanqing disciples, and finally handed over the important task to their eight brothers before retreating into the mountains again.

After that, Shangqing Zhenren led his seven fellow apprentices to maintain Yuanqing for another year before announcing the closure of the mountain gate. From then on, the elders practiced on their own, each performing their duties, which led to the current Yuanqing.

These old events were nothing special, but there were two things that Fu Yin had never figured out.

The first thing was the tomb of Master's wife, Fairy Tumi. It was a cenotaph that was established half a year after Yuan Qing's accident. But why it was a cenotaph, several senior brothers kept silent.

Another thing is their master Ling Xiao Zhenren.

As far as Fu Yin knew, the master and his mistress had a very deep relationship. They had set up a cenotaph for the fairy Tumi, but there was no tomb for the master, which meant that the master was still alive. If the master was still alive, then where was that person?

Fu Yin had asked these questions before, but the five senior brothers kept their mouths shut and never mentioned a word about this matter. Could it be because of this?

Is the man before me my master? Or is he...

Or is the master the Demon Lord?

No! It doesn't make sense!

Although Fu Yin had never seen the Demon Lord, he had heard about the relationship between Fairy Tumi and the Demon Lord. If his master was the Demon Lord Boyan, then why would Fairy Tumi marry his master?

The four senior brothers remained silent, and Master Fuyin was also confused for a moment. Seeing the Demon Lord holding the spiritual incense and looking like his master, he became even more confused.

At this moment, the Demon Lord suddenly made a finger gesture and pointed at Lingxiang's temple.

The elders were horrified, and Master Qianyuan and Master Chengxin, despite their internal injuries, flew out to rescue Lingxiang. However, at this moment, Guimian, who had been watching from the sidelines, took action.

But the two real men had just been injured, so how could they defeat Ghost Face? They were defeated again in just three moves.

Finger techniques? The demons know finger techniques?

"Spiritual incense! Spiritual incense!"

Trapped in the water cage, Long Qi was extremely anxious. He tried his best to tear apart the water fingers that trapped him, but even though he was seriously injured, Lingxiang's finger fingers never let go.

The Demon Lord saw everything. He glanced at Long Qi with a fierce look in his eyes that made Long Qi's heart tremble, but he still tried his best to break free from the spell.

At this moment, Ghost Face stood in front of him and said in a very low voice: "If you want that girl to be safe, then stay here quietly."

Long Qi was puzzled. He quickly looked at Master Shangqing, wanting to ask for help, but he saw that Master Shangqing was not panicked at all. He was still sitting cross-legged in meditation to regulate his breathing.

Long Qi saw that Master Shangqing was injured, but what did it mean that he was not in a hurry?

Long Qi looked at Master Donghui again, but Master Donghui was also the same as Master Shangqing.

Don’t they care about Lingxiang’s life or death?

At this time, Master Fuyin beside him spoke: "It's the Infusion Technique!"

What? Spiritual Infusion?

It turns out that the Demon Lord did this to infuse spiritual energy into the spiritual incense.

Lingxiang's pill, while it could improve her cultivation, overdrained her spiritual energy. It was a desperate measure taken in dire circumstances; it was a potent elixir. Her cultivation was low to begin with, and her spiritual energy limit was even more mediocre. She had already been at the end of her strength, and then she suddenly unleashed the Heavy Rain technique, which was why the backlash came so quickly.

The spiritual fragrance now is nothing but the loss of spiritual power, but when the spiritual power in her body is exhausted, her life span will be consumed.

The Demon Lord naturally understood this, so he used the spiritual infusion technique on Lingxiang. As long as the spiritual power consumed by Lingxiang in casting the spell just now was replenished and the repulsive force of the elixir was offset, Lingxiang's life could be saved.

But as a demon, why would the Demon Lord use the Spirit Infusion Technique, and where did the spiritual power come from?

Could it be that he is really the former headmaster Ling Xiao?

Master Fuyin was puzzled, and looking at Master Shangqing's expression, it seemed that he had no intention of telling the truth.

At this moment, a black shadow passed by and flashed into the Wuji Palace like the wind. Soon, it flew out with the Dust-Seeing Mirror.

It’s Sang Mu.

Sang Mu is a human being and has cultivated himself. If someone teaches him the hand gestures, he will naturally be able to summon the Dust-Peeking Mirror. But how does he know the hand gestures for the Dust-Peeking Mirror?

Could it be that the person in front of me is really...

Lingxiang stared at the gentle Demon Lord in front of her, and was confused for a moment. Even after the Demon Lord finished his spell, Lingxiang's thoughts were still in a mess.

Looking at Lingxiang's puzzled face, the Demon Lord smiled and said, "What? Don't you recognize me?" Then he gently tapped Lingxiang's head and said, "Daddy said, Xiang'er, do whatever you want to do. Even if you make a mistake, Daddy will cover it for you!"

Hearing this, Lingxiang's eyes widened in shock.

"You...you really are..."

"Daddy?"

After calling out "Daddy", Lingxiang tightly grasped the hem of the Demon Lord's clothes, just like when she was a child, but her heart kept telling herself that she must not believe everything the person in front of her said.

But all this is so real, so real that Lingxiang feels that whether it is true or false doesn’t seem to matter much.

Lingxiang had tears in her eyes, but she stared at the Demon Lord's eyes. She hoped to see some clues from them, but all she saw was tenderness, a tenderness that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

She was confused...

If all this is true, then what is the purpose of all her planning?

"Spiritual incense! Spiritual incense!"

Just as Lingxiang was sinking, a voice calling woke her up.

It’s Long Qi!

Lingxiang suddenly woke up, frowning, blaming herself for almost getting lost. The Demon Lord, however, looked displeased, glanced at Long Qi, and pointed.

Qinghui pointed again, this time directly at Long Qi!

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