“A repentant heart…” Yi Mu laughed, stood up from the futon, and faced Fang Yue directly. “You are the one who should feel repentance. Destroying the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower and killing Elder Huan Jian, you should suffer the torment of lightning for just these two crimes. If I had known you were so ambitious, I should not have brought you back as a half-demon and half-human back then.”
"What? Senior Brother is..."
“A-Ning doesn’t know yet.” Yi Mu looked lovingly at the little disciple behind him. “Chu Yu’s mother is a demon, and his father is just an ordinary human. After his mother got bored with humans, she abandoned the father and son. Not long after, Chu Yu’s father passed away. I saw that he was all alone and helpless, so I took him back and raised him as my eldest disciple. But a demon is a demon after all. He also has the blood of the demon path. He’s an ungrateful wretch.”
"Senior Brother...is what Master said true?"
Fang Yue did not answer his junior sister's question. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. He was indeed half-human and half-demon, but he had cultivated in seclusion for many years and had concealed his demonic nature very well. His mother was a demon who met his father when she came to the human world. But demons are ultimately fickle. After getting tired of her, the woman left the human world. His father, on the other hand, spent his days drinking and wasting his time. Whenever he was drunk, he liked to abuse his only son. In this way, Fang Yue grew up to be seven years old. Finally, his father passed away, and he was taken back to the Xuanmen by Yi Mu because of his talent.
He did indeed have two names. Before entering the Xuanmen, he was called Fang Yue. After entering the Xuanmen, Yi Mu said that he should forget his past, so he changed his name to Chu Yu.
This is why he was so surprised when he first heard Feng Guang say that her destined husband was named Chu Yu. However, at that time he had not yet fallen in love with Feng Guang, so he always thought about asking her to change her mind.
Fang Yue coldly said, "So what if I am half-human and half-demon? Compared to me, who has demonic blood, you, a pure human, are far more insidious and ruthless."
Yimu said, "I raised you to adulthood with all my heart and soul, and now this is how you accuse me?"
"The sword you stabbed me with is my way of repaying your kindness over the years with my life, but Elder Huanjian's death deserves justice."
"Justice... resides in the hearts of the people." Yi Mu's expression was compassionate and kind; in the eyes of others, he had always been a highly respected figure.
Fang Yue drew the Cold Abyss Sword, saying, "Elder Huanjian should not have died in vain. Today, I will avenge him."
"Senior Brother, don't make the same mistake again!"
A palm strike swept Ah Ning out of the battle circle. Fang Yue's Cold Abyss Sword collided with the Cold Abyss Sword held by Yi Mu. The sword energy collided, and the air vibrated.
After twenty or thirty moves, Yi Mu noticed something was wrong. The Cold Abyss Sword in his hand seemed to be completely disobedient to him. Although it could execute sword moves according to his actions, it could not unleash even a tenth of its power. Divine artifacts recognize their masters, and for the Cold Abyss Sword, Fang Yue was its true master.
Over the years, due to his inner demons, his cultivation has been gradually deteriorating. Without the blessing of the divine sword, Yi Mu can only be defeated by Fang Yue's sword. He cannot die like this.
Yi Mu saw A Ning, who was extremely anxious because she couldn't join the battle. His pupils changed color and turned into an eerie green. A Ning was stunned when she saw her master's eyes. When she came to her senses, she had already been grabbed by her master and placed in front of Fang Yue's Han Yuan Sword.
"Senior Brother..."
Fang Yue's sword stopped just centimeters away from her.
Yi Mu pushed A Ning directly toward Fang Yue. Fang Yue had no choice but to sheathe his sword, otherwise A Ning's body would be pierced by the Cold Abyss Sword. It was at this moment that Yi Mu pushed A Ning away and a fierce palm carrying the true fire of the three gods struck Fang Yue.
Fang Yue drew his sword, and Yi Mu, not expecting him to still have the ability to resist, was caught off guard and his hand was chopped off. The old man let out a wail.
Fang Yue took a step back, raised his hand to his chest where he had been struck by the fierce palm, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
It was at this moment that all the Xuanmen disciples surrounded him. Although Yimu was in great pain, he thought that the situation was in his favor and Fang Yue could only perish here. But there was another unexpected turn of events.
At that moment, the roof of Mingyin Temple was suddenly pierced, and a girl in red flew down from the night sky. When she saw the injured man, her beautiful face was filled with anger and disappointment. Anyone could tell that she was in a terrible mood.
Fang Yue stared at her protruding belly, his expression froze.
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