hatred
Qi Yuan's lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
She was held in Mu Qinghuai's arms, and the two of them remained silent for a long time, with only faint sobs audible.
"Zhu Fu, you became the Demon Lord for revenge, didn't you?" Qi Yuan said softly, as if talking to herself.
"Hmm..." Mu Qinghuai responded, lowering his eyes and trying his best to hide the sourness and bitterness in them.
He had investigated the Silver Bamboo Sect, and both news reports and hearsay indicated that the eldest disciple, Qi Yuan, held Yun Xingjun in particularly high esteem. He was prepared to confess to her that he intended to kill Yun Xingjun, believing that everything now would be over and that the two of them would become true enemies.
Now, she says she hates Yun Xingjun.
"Praying for a Mandarin Duck".
"Um."
"You've endured so much pain during your years at the Silver Bamboo Sect. If one day you can't stay any longer, come find me. I will always... be your support." Mu Qinghuai's throat was dry, and he hugged the person even tighter.
“…Okay. I know you’ve suffered too much. Even if one day we are on opposite sides and have different stances, don’t forget me.” Qi Yuan’s voice was slightly hoarse as she closed her eyes.
Emotions, like a faint fragrance, spread through the heart, filling it with complexity and melancholy.
In truth, they all knew that stance and status were never insurmountable barriers. The only truly insurmountable obstacle was Yun Xingjun.
But they didn't say anything, nor did they want to.
"My lords, so you've been here all along! It's very late, you two should go back to the palace to rest as soon as possible!" Fu Yao called out.
Yan Gui tapped her on the head and whispered, "Are you stupid? Didn't you see the two adults hugging each other?"
Qi Yuan and Mu Qinghuai released their hands as if they had been electrocuted. She coughed twice and said casually, "That's true. Fu Yao, you escort me back. Yan Gui, you go and escort the Demon Lord."
"Yes!" Fu Yao and Yan Gui each helped the two adults as they walked towards the Ghost King's Palace.
No one spoke on the long journey. Fu Yao asked Yan Gui curiously, "Don't you think the atmosphere is a little strange?"
"..." Yan Gui gave her a look of disappointment.
"Well, I'm leaving now. I'll rest for tonight, and I'll be returning to the Demon Realm tomorrow," Mu Qinghuai said softly.
"Okay... I will go to the Demon Realm." Qi Yuan looked away and returned to the palace after speaking.
While Fu Yao was combing her hair, she casually asked, "Lord Ghost King, is your relationship with the Demon Lord not simple?"
Qi Yuan coughed suddenly, swallowed hard, and asked, "No, we're just friends."
"Then why are you nervous? Do friends really hug each other tightly?" Fu Yao asked curiously.
She jumped up, blushing, and pushed the helper out the door: "I can do it myself! You go and rest!"
Fu Yao stood outside the door, muttering to himself, "Why doesn't Your Majesty refer to yourself as 'This King' anymore..."
Do friends really hug each other tightly?
Qi Yuan lay in bed, pondering this question. She had always defined Mu Qinghuai as a friend, but her feelings for him went beyond that.
She rolled over and covered her face with the pillow in distress.
After calming down, she felt mostly heavy-hearted. She had always claimed her desire to become stronger was for the Silver Bamboo Sect, but there was another reason behind it.
She wants to become stronger and kill Ruan Yiyun.
But if she killed Ruan Yiyun, could she still stay in the Silver Bamboo Sect? She had never thought about it carefully.
Qi Yuan thought that she would probably have her spiritual root destroyed and be expelled from the cultivation world for the crimes of being unorthodox and insubordinate.
If Mu Qinghuai killed Ruan Yiyun, she would directly assume the position of sect leader. Amid the clamor of disciples from various sects, would she really lead the Silver Bamboo Sect to besiege Mu Qinghuai as sect leader?
She even considered that if the two of them joined forces to kill Ruan Yiyun, it would probably trigger a second war between the three realms.
That night, the name of the new Ghost King Zhu Zhu spread throughout the Three Realms.
The old men in the cultivation world probably racked their brains but couldn't figure out where this Zhu Zhuo, whom they had never heard of before, came from. At the same time, they worried that this new ghost king might attack the human world.
If Qi Yuan heard this question, she would definitely answer seriously, "Absolutely not." She didn't fall asleep until late at night.
The next day she got up early, intending to see Mu Qinghuai off, only to learn that he had already returned to the Demon Realm on his own.
That's fine, she thought.
"My lord, the newly appointed Merfolk King and the Wolf King are fighting!" Yan Gui shouted urgently.
"Post a notice: fighting and unauthorized contests are prohibited in the Ghost Realm. Remind them that violators will be executed," Qi Yuan said calmly. She was busy looking at information about the Ghost Realm and had no time to mediate the fight.
"yes!"
"My lord, a celestial dog, relying on its high cultivation level, not only ate without paying but also smashed up many stalls!" Fu Yao ran in.
"Tie him up and parade him through the streets, make him pay three times the amount of money he owes in ghost money. Add that to the notice too." Qi Yuan sighed, rubbing her forehead.
The classification of the ghost realm is very complex.
Indigenous peoples have two kinds of "ghosts": one is a ghost that was born that way, and the other is a ghost that was transformed after death. Not everyone can easily become a ghost after death.
The demon race that joined later fell into three categories: one was demons that transformed from beasts; the second was demons like mirror demons that did not rely on natural magic; and the last, and least common, was humans who could become demons by consuming demon cores, provided that they had a strong desire to become demons. It was not mandatory and was very humane.
The human realm and the demon realm are very simple. The demon realm is divided into two types: demon cultivators and demons. Ordinary demon cultivators, if favored by nobles, can be rewarded and become demons.
The human realm is full of people, but the people in the human realm are ordinary people, while those in the cultivation realm are cultivators.
From this perspective, the Ghost Realm is indeed the most complex realm. Different demons were divided into many clans because there was no ruler when the Ghost Realm still existed, and each clan had its own chieftain. It would take Qi Yuan a lot of effort to carry out the list of all the demon clans.
"My lord! The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan Chief and the Fox Clan Chief believe that the other clan is too similar to their own, and have requested that you remove the other clan's name," Fu Yao said.
"No approval! I won't approve any more of these things in the future. There's no need to ask me." Qi Yuan had been asked countless questions and was extremely annoyed.
"Face Ghost".
"Your subordinate is here. What can I do for you, sir?"
"How much do you know about the ancient ghost bead in my possession?" Qi Yuan stared at him intently.
Yan Gui: "Actually, I don't know much about this, but there is an ancient book that records in detail the ancient artifacts of the Ghost Realm and the Demon Realm. However, this book is not in the Ghost Realm, but in the Immortal Cultivation Realm."
"Do you know where the cultivation world is?" she asked seriously.
"I know, it's the Silver Bamboo Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world," Yan Gui answered confidently.
"……ha?"
Qi Yuan asked incredulously, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? In the Silver Bamboo Sect of the cultivation world?"
“Of course it’s true. This ancient book was originally in our Ghost Realm. Later, someone offered a high price to buy it, and eventually the book ended up in the Silver Bamboo Sect. I don’t know which disciple bought it, but they seem to be very interested in the Demon Realm and the Ghost Realm,” Yan Gui said.
She paused for a moment, then asked blankly, "What are ancient books called?"
"The Wild Devil Artifacts Chronicles".
"You're not lying to me? Why would you have such a name?"
"How dare I? The Legend of the Wild Devil Artifacts was written by Lord Yin Gui, and it flowed into the Ghost Realm after the evil race split."
"……OK."
Qi Yuan had been in the Silver Bamboo Sect for so long and had never heard of this book. She often went to the library, so if the book really had this name, she would have remembered it.
After returning to the Silver Bamboo Sect, I must carefully check where "The Legend of the Wild Devil Artifact" is.
A name suddenly flashed through her mind—could it be Yun Qing? It seemed very likely.
"Yan Gui Fu Yao. As you know, I am both a celestial and a demonic being, so naturally I must return to the cultivation world. Are you truly loyal to me?" Qi Yuan looked down at them.
They knelt on the ground simultaneously, and Fu Yao held up two fingers to his head, saying, "My lord, your subordinates are utterly loyal to you, willing to give their lives for you, and will lay bare their hearts and souls for you..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Don't use your liver and gallbladder anymore!" Qi Yuan reached out to stop them.
Yan Gui also swore an oath: "I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation! I swear this blood oath!"
Finally hearing these words, Qi Yuan curled her lips and said, "Alright. You swear a blood oath, and I will believe in your loyalty."
"My lord, I can also swear a blood oath!" Fu Yao said.
They stood up, pricked their fingers, dripped a few drops of blood, and swore an oath in the golden light: "Your subordinates Yan Gui/Fu Yao, will be loyal to Lord Ghost King Zhu Zhuo for all eternity!"
The golden light disappeared, and the blood oath took effect.
Once a blood oath is sworn, there is no going back. If one breaks the blood oath, one will die from having one's heart devoured. Therefore, many ghosts consider it an evil spell, while others see it as a test for their spiritual partners, a particularly romantic vow.
Qi Yuan said gently, "Alright. Then I will only trust the two of you. Come here."
Yan Guifu, unaware of the reason, stepped forward.
She lowered her voice: "I have an identity in the cultivation world, a name you may have heard of. Therefore, I cannot stay in the Ghost Realm forever."
"My lord, what is your identity in the cultivation world?" Fu Yao asked in a low voice.
"Silver Bamboo Clan Prayer Mandarin Duck".
"What?!" Yan Gui exclaimed in shock.
Realizing he couldn't shout, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, your name is not only something you might have heard of, but any ghost you randomly pick on the streets of the Ghost Realm would know it."
"My lord, I knew you were the most powerful, but I never imagined you were the genius of the cultivation world!" Fu Yao said excitedly.
"Therefore, I can only consider both sides," Qi Yuan said.
Yan Gui asked nervously, "So, my lord, are you... going back to the Silver Bamboo Sect?"
“Yes. You don’t need to worry too much. I will write all the rules down in the announcement. You can add me on my communication channel. If there is any unexpected event in the Ghost Realm, just send me a text message.” Qi Yuan said. After thinking for a moment, she added, “I will also transfer some spiritual power to you and teach you how to communicate with spirits.”
"Great! Are you going to attend the Silver Bamboo Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony in a month? I'll sneak off to see you!" Fu Yao said happily.
"Don't go!" Qi Yuan shouted, frowning. "Be careful when you're out and about. I only forbid you from harming people, but some people have a strong prejudice against ghosts and demons. If they attack you, you must retaliate without hesitation. The Silver Bamboo Sect is a cultivation sect. If you really come here secretly as a demon, you'll be finished if you're discovered!"
Fu Yao lowered her head: "I'm sorry."
Qi Yuan touched the deer antlers on her head: "Why are you apologizing? Also, when I was in the Silver Bamboo Sect, I told the clan leader that I was out on a training trip."
"Yes!" Yan Guifu shouted.
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