"If you're not willing to help me, then forget it."
Yan Feichen turned his head and stared blankly at the stone wall to the side.
"It's not that I'm unwilling to help you." After that, no matter what Bai Tongtong said, Yan Feichen ignored her.
Seeing that he would rather stare at a dark, smelly, rotten rock than look at her, Bai Tongtong's nose suddenly stung, and she felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.
"Why? Why don't you believe me?"
“Every word I said is true. I heard her tell Master Mo with my own ears that she had no affection for you whatsoever, and only regarded you as a plaything that could be discarded at will.”
Yan Feichen's expression grew increasingly grim. When he heard the words "I have no affection for you whatsoever," his eyes darkened to the point of being murderous.
"roll."
Bai Tongtong wiped away her tears and ran away.
Yan Feichen, as if exhausted, tilted his chin up and looked at the bright moonlight overhead, his mind uncontrollably flashing back to all the moments he had spent with his master.
You don't like him?
No, that's impossible. My master said that I am her only disciple, her only family, and her only friend.
She has feelings for him.
Not long after, footsteps echoed again in the dark and damp corridor.
Bai Tongtong actually ran back crying again.
"I really didn't lie to you!"
"Lin Zhen said that if it weren't for your pure Yang constitution, she would never have taken you as her disciple!"
"She has a pure Yin constitution. If she wants to advance her cultivation further, she must absorb the essence of a person with a pure Yang constitution."
"Lin Zhen has been using you from the very beginning. Now that she's done using you, she's just kicking you to the curb."
"If you still can't understand such a simple principle, then you really are a big, stupid idiot!"
......
On the seventh day that Yan Feichen was imprisoned in the water dungeon, Mo Yin appeared.
Danling came with him.
He was holding a stack of books in his hands.
"This was found in your room, it's yours, right?"
Yan Feichen slowly raised his head, the light in his eyes almost completely gone.
His cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were dark circles; he was completely different from the spirited young man he had been before.
Yan Feichen looked at Mo Yin behind Dan Ning and asked in a hoarse voice, "Sect Master, where is my master?"
"Yan Feichen, answer my question first. Is your cultivation of the Demon Clan's mental cultivation method related to Lin Zhen?"
Demon Clan's Inner Strength Technique?
Yan Feichen's eyes flickered, and after a long while, he softly uttered two words.
"Irrelevant."
"Does Lin Zhen know that you have demon blood in your veins?"
Demon bloodline?
Yan Feichen found it somewhat amusing, but he couldn't laugh at the moment.
Can I say that even I don't know?
“Okay. I understand.” Danling turned to Mo Yin and said, “In that case, let’s proceed according to the usual rules. We’ll take the person away this evening.”
A hint of hesitation flashed across Mo Yin's face, but he ultimately nodded.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Yan Feichen called out to him again.
"What exactly happened to Master?"
Mo Yin stopped in his tracks and sighed silently.
"She's fine."
She was actually doing well.
Yan Feichen nodded blankly, the faint curve of his lips neither a sign of relief nor self-mockery.
"Can I see her one last time before I leave?"
Mo Yin turned his head: "She's busy, so she won't come to see you off."
"Xiao Qi asked me to tell you to take care in the future."
"Your master-disciple relationship has ended. From now on, she will no longer be your master."
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Mo Yin went straight to Tianfeng Peak.
That day, Lin Zhen suddenly collapsed in the main hall and remained unconscious for seven days until he woke up two hours ago.
The first thing she said when she woke up was to ask where Yan Feichen was.
"You heartless little brat. Your senior brother guarded you for seven days and seven nights without saying a word. The first thing he asked was about your disciple."
Lin Zhen smiled weakly: "I just didn't expect that I would sleep for so long."
"I promised him that I would reward him after he won the duel. I'm so old, if I go back on my word, people will laugh at me."
Mo Yin's expression darkened: "Are you aware that your disciple has demonic blood?"
"Huh?" Lin Zhenzhen shrank her head further under the covers, leaving only her eyes showing.
"That can't be, there must be a mistake."
Seeing her like this, Mo Yin knew that she must know the inside story.
He poked Lin Zhenzhen's forehead with a hint of exasperation: "I'll let it go this time, I'll pretend I don't know anything."
"But the Heavenly Realm already knows about this, so there's absolutely no way he can stay on Azure Flame Mountain."
Lin Zhenzhen sensed that his tone wasn't particularly harsh, and she immediately became unsure of what to do.
If Mo Yin had truly discovered Yan Feichen's Heavenly Demon bloodline, he certainly wouldn't have discussed it with him so calmly.
She blinked and tentatively asked, "Is Yan Feichen really a demon? Does that mean the demonic energy in the secret realm is related to him?"
Mo Yin shook his head: "These are two separate matters."
"The bloodline of the Heavenly Demon remains in the secret realm. Yan Feichen is just an ordinary demon. Although they are of the same race and origin, they are worlds apart."
"If he has the bloodline of a Heavenly Demon, it would be impossible for him to be simply banished to the Ten Thousand Feet Demon Cave."
ha?
"Who said all this?"
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