Shen Muqing's excitement lasted until the pedestrians on the street dispersed. For some reason, she always felt a faint sadness, as if something big was about to happen.
The four of them sat on the highest rooftop, gazing up at the large, round moon in the sky.
"Master, did you just make a wish?" Shen Muqing asked softly, staring at the moon.
"It's granted."
"Master, what wish can't be fulfilled for someone like you? Why do you still need to make a wish?"
She asked, puzzled, "Given Xuan Yan's current status and position, there shouldn't be anything he can't obtain."
"Um."
Shen Muqing waited for a long time but didn't get the second half of his sentence. He started yawning, feeling sleepy, and fell asleep with his head tilted to the side.
Recently, she has been taking naps anywhere, and her sleep time has also increased.
Xuan Yan caught her head, pressed her into his arms, nodded to Yun Ruoyue, and disappeared from the spot.
Under the moonlight, only the shadows of Yun Ruoyue and Luo Yi remained imprinted on the tiles.
"Luo Yi, when are you going back to the demon clan?"
"Master, are you sending me away?"
Yun Ruoyue turned her head and looked at him very seriously, "I am no longer your master, so you don't need to call me master anymore."
“A teacher for a day is a teacher for life.” Luo Yi’s heart ached slightly. He didn’t like Yun Ruoyue’s distant attitude. This was not the real her, but her wearing a mask.
"Shall we go back to the demon realm?"
"Master, do you want me to return?"
Luo Yi calmly asked her a question, his red eyes revealing a hint of grievance, just like when they first met.
"yes."
In the quiet night, her voice was exceptionally clear, cold and devoid of any emotion. A gentle breeze blew by, and their hair became tangled together, only to be separated by the wind a few seconds later.
"As you wish." The demon prince also had his own pride. He was a man of principle. There were so many women in the world, and he didn't have to choose Yun Ruoyue alone.
"Then goodbye." Never to meet again.
Yun Ruoyue added the last sentence in her mind: between strength and him, she would still choose the former.
"Okay." Luo Yi stood up, took one last deep look at Yun Ruoyue, transformed into a fox, and ran away, disappearing into the night.
I'm sorry, Luo Yi, she ultimately couldn't reciprocate this passionate love. This solution is better for both of them.
She looked in the direction where Luo Yi had disappeared, gave a bitter smile, but quickly suppressed it, her face transforming into an ambitious expression. If she was going to do something, she would do it the best. She was determined to become the number one swordsman in the world, and one day she would make her name resound throughout the entire continent.
The next day, Shen Muqing was awakened by a swollen feeling; she was not feeling well.
Unsurprisingly, it was Xuan Yan's chest again. This time, no matter how much Shen Muqing moved, she couldn't wake Xuan Yan. He seemed very tired, but his arms were holding her very tightly.
When Shen Muqing realized something was wrong, she was speechless. How could this person do this?
Something slipped onto her neck. She reached down to touch it and felt a small, dark jade-like object, but it didn't look like jade. It was a thin piece, more like the scales of some animal.
Shen Muqing thought for a moment and realized that Xuan Yan must have made a pendant from her scales and hung it around her neck while she was sleeping.
She touched it carefully; it felt quite nice, smooth and delicate.
Just as she was engrossed in her observation, a strange sensation emanating from her body made her look up and meet his deep, dark eyes.
"Master"
"Um"
Xuan Yan's voice was hoarse and magnetic, as he began his morning exercise.
"Get out of here."
"Qingqing, have you forgotten how you plan to improve your cultivation?"
Reminded by him, Shen Muqing realized that this was practically a dark history.
"I forgot, I have amnesia."
"It's okay, I'll help you remember."
Thanks to Xuan Yan, Shen Muqing's cultivation level has now reached the Nascent Soul stage, which is equivalent to a minor expert. However, this cultivation level was built up by others and lacks practical combat experience, unlike Yun Ruoyue's cultivation level, which is all genuine.
"Demon Lord, the best time to attack Qingyun Sect will be in a month."
"Fine, I've finally gotten this chance. Xuan Yan, you just wait. This is an irreconcilable feud between us."
Kou Chi sat on the black chair and said fiercely, "Don't let Xuan Yan fall into his hands."
"Demon Lord, how do we deal with Xu Lin?"
He alone could wipe out three-quarters of the demon race; having him around would be very troublesome.
"That's easy, just do it this way...do as I say."
"yes."
"Hahahaha, this world will soon belong to my demon race."
"May the Demon Lord be mighty!"
"Long live the Demon Lord!"
The demons knelt on the ground, shouting these words.
Before the one-month deadline had even arrived, the demon race launched an attack on the Qingyun Sect with an army of 100,000. This attack came without any warning, and the people of the Qingyun Sect were completely unprepared.
"Sect Leader, something terrible has happened! The Demon Clan is attacking!"
Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Ling was greatly alarmed. "Quickly give the order to gather all disciples to resist the external enemy and activate the sect's protective formation."
The great formation requires a lot of spiritual energy to operate, so some disciples went to the outer hall to kill enemies, while others supplied spiritual energy to the formation inside the hall.
Because of the sudden attack, many disciples lost their lives easily. The Qingyun Sect was filled with black and white corpses. One disciple after another rushed forward to fight against the enemy.
Kou Chi watched this scene with satisfaction, his eyes filled with cruel and bloodthirsty killing intent. The more blood he saw, the more excited he became.
His subordinates were very capable, but his target was not these scoundrels, but Xuan Yan.
When the demons attacked, Shen Muqing happened to be on Ruoyue Peak. Upon receiving the news, she and Yun Ruoyue rushed to the disciples' hall without hesitation.
Inside and outside the main hall, corpses were piled up like mountains.
Just as they were about to go into battle, they were stopped by two strong demons who appeared out of nowhere.
Black Tiger: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Today, let me see the strength of the number one in the Qingyun Sect and whether he is as powerful as the rumors say."
Bai Que: "Stop talking nonsense and get started."
Yun Ruoyue and Hei Hu got entangled in a fight, while Bai Que's opponent was Shen Muqing. Shen Muqing was unaware of her own strength and lacked confidence.
On the flat ground, a black and a white figure flashed rapidly, their movements too fast for those with low cultivation levels to see.
Shen Muqing had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I'll fight you."
"Then let's finish this quickly. My opponent is Yun Ruoyue. You? You dare to waste my time?" Bai Que looked down on Shen Muqing and mocked him. Her Nascent Soul strength was no match for him.
"What are you barking about? Come on, let's fight." Shen Muqing was unconvinced; the other party's tone was too arrogant, and she couldn't stand it.
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