The wedding dress was as red as fire, dazzling to the eye.
And that weak "husband".
Xin Qi stared intently at the woman before him, feeling as if the last bit of strength in his body had been drained away, leaving him feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his entire body aching with a dense, tingling pain.
From beginning to end, she had no idea what had happened.
She knew nothing...
She may only know that the man she so happily married, the "husband" she called herself, took her life on their wedding night.
Xin Qi's hands were clenched tightly, trembling uncontrollably.
The crimson sword pierced Jiang Fei's heart.
Her face was already deathly pale, and her life was slowly slipping away. Her face, which had been radiant just moments before, now resembled a flower that was about to wither.
Xin Qi unconsciously reached out, wanting to touch the woman who was so close to him.
But at that moment, the bright moonlight outside the window was obscured by blood-red clouds, and no light could be seen at all. The world was shrouded in darkness.
Xin Qi felt a bright red light emanating from her body, her wedding dress moved without wind, her neatly tied hair fell loose, her eyebrows and eyes were stained red, and her clothes were fluttering wildly due to the surging magic.
He will become a sign of demonic possession.
He succeeded.
We've finally reached this point.
He should have been happy.
From that moment on, he became the only demon in the three realms.
Even divine punishment can be suppressed!
But why... why does my heart feel empty, filled with nothing but confusion?
"The light of heaven has vanished, and the sun and moon are displaying strange phenomena," Jiang Fei's voice grew softer, a sign of impending tribulation, yet his gaze never left Xin Qi's face. "Did you marry me... just to undergo this tribulation?"
Xin Qi stared intently at her, and after a long while, he squeezed out two words from his throat: "That's right."
That's right, Jiang Fei was just a pawn in his path to advancement.
It has always been this way.
"So that's how it is..." Jiang Fei murmured, then laughed, looked down at the crimson sword in her chest, and walked towards him step by step with difficulty.
The crimson sword pierced her heart inch by inch, and the life force in her chest was draining away faster and faster, but she was oblivious until she stood in front of him: "I've always been reluctant to wear that silver hairpin, but I'm wearing it today. Does it look good?"
Xin Qi looked up in a daze. The silver hairpin that was swaying on her head was the one she had won in the pitch-pot game in Youfang Town.
Jiang Fei reached out and gently stroked his cheek: "Also, you look so handsome in red."
After saying that, she tiptoed with difficulty and gently kissed his lips.
Xin Qi's body trembled, her lips quivered violently, and the woman's usually soft lips were now icy cold.
The magical power controlling the crimson sword vanished instantly, and the sword transformed into a streak of red light, disappearing from her body.
Jiang Fei groaned, her brows furrowing slightly. Blood seeped from her chest, barely noticeable against her fiery red wedding dress.
Xin Qi reached out, wanting to touch her wound.
Before they could even touch her, she collapsed to the ground like the last withered leaf on a branch in the dead of winter, the bloody hole in her chest emitting golden light, a sign of her dwindling life force.
Blood was slowly seeping out from under her.
Xin Qi's hand remained frozen in mid-air, his gaze fixed on the now empty space ahead.
The magic in his chest was surging at an unprecedented speed, as if it possessed the power to destroy the world.
After an unknown period of time, Xin Qi gradually lowered his hand.
Deceiving Heaven will inevitably lead to Heaven's backlash.
He stood amidst the surging demonic energy, quietly awaiting the backlash.
But after waiting for a long time, until the daylight reappeared, nothing happened except for the sharp pain in his chest and the surging demonic energy that wanted to be released.
A surge of demonic energy erupted outside the door, and a man in black robes appeared at the entrance. Upon seeing Xin Qi enveloped in demonic light, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "Congratulations, Master, on successfully completing your tribulation."
Xin Qi turned his head to look.
Today was his day of great joy, but the first congratulations he received were for successfully killing Jiang Fei and undergoing his tribulation.
"Master?" The man in black robes asked nervously when he saw that Xin Qi remained silent, but his eyes were faintly tinged with an eerie bloodlust.
Xin Qi suddenly came to his senses, got up and was about to leave, but when he passed by the woman lying on the ground, he paused. He did not lower his head, but instead waved his sleeve and turned into a ray of red light, disappearing into the palace.
The man in black robes hurriedly and desperately chased after the direction in which the red light had disappeared.
Xin had no idea where he should go, but his dantian was constantly being pounded by demonic power. He wandered aimlessly through the three realms, and wherever he went, demonic energy surged and crimson clouds rolled.
Countless exorcists, unable to resist the temptation, flocked to him, but before they could even get close, they were obliterated by the demonic power.
But that's not enough.
Those lowly exorcists could not fill the emptiness in their hearts.
He unleashed the magic within him again and again, watching as the hills were shaved down several feet and the vast forests turned into scorched wastelands, the "hole" in his chest grew even larger.
Xin Qi couldn't even find the reason...
Is this the backlash from Heaven?
An eternal, inexplicable pain, an unbearable, deathly silence.
The man in black robes found Xin Qi three days later. He was standing on the mountain peak, looking down at the desolate wilderness below. The crimson light emanating from his body was even stronger than on the day of his tribulation.
For a moment, the man in black robes felt that the master before him was not the Demon Demon, but... more powerful and more terrifying than the Demon Demon.
"Master," the man in black finally mustered his courage and stepped forward, "the Three Realms have been in turmoil these past few days, do you wish to return?"
Xin Qi did not speak, but continued to gaze at the distant wilderness.
Alone, all alone.
No one climbed up, panting, to stay with him anymore.
The man in black robes waited for a while without receiving a response from Xin Qi. He paused, then mustered his courage and whispered, "Master, is it because of... Madam?"
lady?
Xin Qi's gaze finally changed slightly. He looked down at the black-robed man on the ground, and then suddenly raised his hand, using crimson magic to flip the black-robed man to the ground.
The man in black robes felt a metallic taste in his throat. He quickly got up and knelt down again, saying, "Your subordinate knows his crime."
Xin Qi said nothing more and flew into the air.
What lady?
Now that he has accomplished his great task, even the backlash is nothing to worry about. What does he have to fear?
His feelings for Jiang Fei were nothing more than... because of the Love-Locking Curse.
The Love-Locking Curse had bound his feelings for Jiang Fei to one place, but now he no longer needed it.
The unusual behavior during this period was simply due to the Love-Locking Curse.
A love-binding spell!
Xin Qi seemed to have suddenly thought of this, and the hand seal on his wrist moved.
He should force out the Love-Locking Curse and then focus on stabilizing the demonic energy within his body.
Xin Qi lowered his eyes to look at the golden hand seal that was constantly rotating on his wrist. He reached out to force out the Love-Loving Curse, but stopped when he touched it.
After a long while, he withdrew his gaze, his fingertips digging into his flesh to force out the Love-Loving Curse, and then casually waved it away from his body.
The moment the Love-Loving Curse left the body, everything around became quiet.
Xin Qi couldn't help but close his eyes; it seemed like he hadn't felt this peaceful in a long time.
But in the next instant, the pain and emptiness in my chest overwhelmed me once again.
Xin Qi's face turned deathly pale. Jin clenched his fist and transformed into a ball of red light, flying towards the Demon Cave.
It's just a backlash.
As long as he can keep the surging demonic energy under control, he will no longer feel pain.
The Love-Locking Curse transformed into a golden light in the air and surged into the human realm below.
Meanwhile, at the Demon Palace.
The empty palace was still adorned with festive red silk, but there was no trace of human presence to be found.
A young man dressed in a blue robe and with his hair tied in a high ponytail slowly walked through the palace, toying with a folding fan in his hand.
Finally, he walked to the central hall, pushed open the door, and immediately saw the woman lying in a pool of blood.
She was dressed in a wedding gown, with dark red bloodstains beneath her.
Rong Shu raised an eyebrow. Fortunately, when they met at Qianjin Tower last time, he had placed a curse mark on such a precious physique that even Xin Qi could hardly detect. He had also spent several days searching for her, expending his life force, before he finally found out her whereabouts. Otherwise, he might not have even known that this excellent "medicinal herb" had died.
In retrospect, she was used by Xin Qi as a tool to prove his Dao.
She should really be grateful that she has such a constitution.
Rong Shu walked slowly to Jiang Fei, squatted down and looked down at her, gently stroking her hair as if caressing a precious object: "So pitiful, Jiang..." He thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "Jiang Fei."
His hand slowly moved down, exploring her body, muttering to himself, "Hmm? Her five senses are sealed?" As he spoke, he casually tapped the back of her head, unsealing it, "Her Heavenly Spiritual Root is also destroyed, but she should still fetch a good price."
Finally, his hand moved to her heart, and then he couldn't help but frown.
Even though his heart was pierced, he wasn't completely dead; his heart was still beating faintly.
He really didn't like listening to her heartbeat.
A medicinal herb should not be associated with excessive emotions.
Rong Shu's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a golden elixir that had long since faded and lost its luster.
He picked up the golden pill, which was the blood pact golden pill that she had been forced to produce after her heart was pierced and her life force was so low.
Once a Blood Pact Golden Pill has been used, it cannot be used again.
Rong Shu disdainfully tossed the golden pill aside; he wouldn't keep useless trash around him.
He fixed his gaze on Jiang Fei's pale face again: "You took my Blood Pact Golden Pill, and you're already ruined after only a few days?"
"You're so useless."
As she spoke, Rong Shu took out a brown pill from her sleeve, fed it to Jiang Fei, and then waited casually.
About an incense stick later, Jiang Fei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
"Jiang Fei," Rong Shu pronounced her name slowly, for the first time he remembered the real name of a "medicinal herb," "Awake?"
Jiang Fei's dim and desperate eyes flickered slightly: "Xin Qi..." she murmured softly.
Rong Shu couldn't help but frown. She was still thinking about the person who killed her after she was killed. How stupid.
And... the familiar light and enthusiasm in her eyes were still so dazzling.
“Jiang Fei,” Rong Shu lifted her chin, leaned close to her face, and even blinked childishly, “it was me who used the best elixir to keep you alive.”
Jiang Fei stared at him blankly.
Rong Shu raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Jiang Fei, I can save your life, but when the time comes, you must become a medicine in my establishment, how about it?"
Jiang Fei's lips trembled slightly, but she did not speak.
Rong Shu seemed not to care whether she agreed or not, and took out another spiritual herb and fed it to her.
Jiang Fei glanced at him, then opened her mouth and ate the spiritual herb.
Rong Shu's favorability increased by 2.
Jiang Fei smiled inwardly. Rong Shu really likes obedient people. She wondered if, as his favorability rating increased, he would only like an obedient shell.
She's not going to die anyway, so she might as well use this herb to nourish her body.
Rong Shu smiled with satisfaction, her gaze sweeping over her heart.
The water mirror foretold that she was destined to face another calamity, which would be her death.
When her heart is broken, that will be the opportune moment, and this body will belong to me.
Seeing that the spiritual herb had taken effect in her body, Rong Shu brushed off her clothes, got up and left.
Only after noticing that Rong Shu's presence had vanished did Jiang Fei slowly stand up from the pool of blood.
With her Heavenly Spiritual Root destroyed, she no longer possessed any trace of cultivation aura, making it easier for her to conceal herself in the human realm.
But the next moment, Jiang Fei glanced at the wedding dress she was wearing with disgust, took it off without hesitation, and put on a white dress: "The Love-Locking Curse has already entered Yun Jue's incarnation undergoing tribulation in the human realm?"
[System: Yes.]
Jiang Fei smiled, got up and walked towards the outside of the Demon Palace, saying as she walked, "Give me the location of Yun Jue."
...
The Devil's Den.
Smoke rose above the Wanling Spring, and Xin Qi sat alone in the smoke, the demonic energy causing the smoke to surge rapidly.
He should calm down and clear the chaotic demonic energy in his dantian.
But the more you force yourself to calm down, the more intense the magic surges.
Even though he could suppress the heavenly punishment, he still... didn't close his eyes for more than twenty days.
"Seeing you all alone, I wanted to come and keep you company."
A clear female voice suddenly rang out from a corner of the den of demons.
Xin Qi suddenly looked in that direction, and through the hazy smoke, he saw a woman dressed in white standing there.
It was Jiang Fei, who desperately climbed to the top just to stand beside him.
Xin Qi suddenly made a move, unleashing a blood-red spell in that direction.
It's just an illusion!
How can someone who is already dead reappear?
The figure quickly disappeared into the corner, only to reappear on the other side.
"Immortals and demons have been irreconcilable since ancient times, but you are Xin Qi!"
It was Jiang Fei, who clearly disliked demons but made an exception for them.
Xin Qi attacked that direction again, trying to dispel the illusion.
However, voices kept coming from all directions.
"You'll be alright, Xinqi."
"Counting fireflies will help me fall asleep, Xinqi!"
"Xin Qi, are you jealous?"
“Xin Qi…”
Countless Jiang Feis began to appear.
For her, who collects dew for him every morning.
While others would only feel disgusted by Tianfa's actions, she would tenderly embrace him.
She lured the exorcist away so that he could have her.
She nestled in his arms, keeping him company as he drifted off to sleep...
Xin Qi clenched his fists tightly, trying to suppress the chaos in his mind as demonic energy ran rampant and uncontrollably.
After an unknown amount of time, the chaos finally subsided.
Xin Qi's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
But the next moment, a gentle breeze swept by, accompanied by a bewildered murmur: "Husband..."
Xin Qi felt as if the string in his heart had snapped completely.
He reached out and attacked the Myriad Spirits Spring, causing the spring water to overflow and demonic energy to crisscross the sky.
When the man in black arrived, he was greeted by this terrifying scene.
What terrified him even more was Xin Qi, who was sitting in the center of the overflowing Wanling Spring. His eyes were bloodshot at the corners, and his eyes were faintly dark and deep, with the whites of his eyes almost disappearing.
This is clearly a sign of going astray in cultivation!
But... why is the master, who is clearly a demon, acting like this?
The man in black robes couldn't help but take a half step back.
But at that moment, a drop of spring water transformed into an ice sword, carrying a crimson mist of blood as it attacked his brow.
The man in black robes hurriedly knelt down: "Master, I have something important to report!"
The ice sword stopped precisely between his eyebrows.
The man in black hesitated for a moment, then quickly changed his words: "It concerns the Demon Palace and Madam, Miss Jiang."
The ice sword trembled violently.
A low, hoarse voice echoed from the demon's lair: "What does it have to do with me?" The voice carried a powerful sense of oppression, causing a dull ache in one's chest.
The man in black robes paused: "Since the day the Chief left the palace, no one has entered the Demon Palace again, but when I returned to the palace today, I found..."
"Miss Jiang has disappeared."
The howling demonic energy within the demon's lair suddenly ceased, and after a long while, a hoarse voice echoed from the cave: "What?"
The man in black lowered his eyes, his voice trembling slightly at the end: "Miss Jiang... is gone."
The Demon Cave was deathly silent.
Just when the man in black robes thought his master didn't care, a red shadow flashed before his eyes, and the demon cave was already empty.
Xin Qi returned to the Demon Palace in the blink of an eye.
This was the first time he had returned to this place since that day.
Red silk ribbons still hung on the gates and branches of the Demon Palace, but it looked extremely desolate.
There have never been any happy events.
Yes, it was a premeditated murder.
Xin Qi slowly walked into the room, repeatedly telling himself: Jiang Fei was, after all, the one who helped him through his tribulation. If she were to die, she should be laid to rest.
If she didn't die... if she didn't die...
With trembling fingers, Xin Qi pushed open the palace door and immediately saw a large, glaring bloodstain on the carpet.
That's where she collapsed that day.
Now, however, the place is deserted.
A surge of anger suddenly welled up in his chest, and he could hardly contain it.
Whoever took her away, he would take that person's life.
Xin Qi suddenly turned around, but his foot kicked something. He looked down and saw a dull golden pill with Jiang Fei's aura on it.
Xin Qi bent down and picked up the golden pill. A sudden, sharp pain shot through his chest. The pill was uneven and engraved with several ancient characters.
He gently stroked the uneven area, and after an unknown amount of time, his hand trembled violently.
Blood pact.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the remaining roots of a spiritual herb on the side.
Qianjinlou!
When Rong Shu saw the uninvited guest who had barged into her Qianjin Tower out of nowhere, she merely raised an eyebrow.
However, upon seeing Xin Qi's powerful demonic aura, he became genuinely interested.
He had seen the demon in the picture book left by the former master. It was powerful, but if it concealed its demonic energy, it was no different from an ordinary person.
This is definitely not the Xin Qi of today.
The Xin Qi before me had chaotic eyes and a powerful demonic aura, perhaps even surpassing the Demon Demon.
"Where is she?" Xin Qiling looked down at Rong Shu, who was sitting in the chair, his voice full of pressure.
Rong Shu's hair flew wildly from the demonic energy, but she remained calm and composed: "I wonder who you are referring to?"
Xin Qi suddenly made his move, and a red light flashed.
The long table in front of Rong Shu, inlaid with jewels, turned to dust.
Rong Shu's expression finally changed: "Oh, it's that corpse from the Demon Palace."
Xin Qi's body stiffened.
Rong Shu laughed: "You didn't kill the person yourself, Demon Lord, so what kind of logic is it to ask me for them now?"
Xin Qi stared intently at him, his killing intent intensifying. After a long while, he tossed the golden pill in his hand in front of him. Rong Shu glanced at the golden pill: "Hmm, that woman named Jiang Fei did come to ask for this."
As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at Xin Qi with great interest.
This enchanting woman doesn't seem entirely heartless towards Jiang Fei, but one wonders... how much affection she harbors.
Thinking of this, Rong Shu took out the water mirror, cast a spell, and threw it at Xin Qi: "What you want to know is all in there."
Xin Qi took the water mirror, glanced at its surface, and his gaze suddenly sharpened.
In the mirror, Jiang Fei is stepping towards the test of her heart.
Nine stone steps, thunder rumbling in the sky.
She braced her frail body against the relentless bolts of lightning, causing the barrier to weaken further.
On the ninth level of heavenly lightning, she used her body as a shield, letting the lightning strike her.
She stood barefoot on the red-hot copper pillar, with molten lava flowing beneath her.
The scorching copper pillar burned her feet, hissing and emitting white smoke. She staggered several times, nearly falling, her face pale, yet she continued forward with unwavering determination.
Xin Qi's hand, gripping the water mirror, trembled violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Unbeknownst to him, she had sacrificed so much for him.
And the Blood Pact Golden Elixir...
Xin Qi's body froze completely.
"Do you know why, with so many demonic cultivators in the world, no one comes to fight for the blood pact?"
"Because divine punishment can never be suppressed, swallowing the Blood Pact Golden Pill means sharing half of the divine punishment with the person being punished. Moreover, every minor injury or illness you suffer from now on will be five or ten times more painful than before."
Even after he stopped talking, Jiang Fei swallowed the blood pact without hesitation.
No wonder the daily divine punishments have been less painful since she returned.
No wonder her bones had broken and been set that night, but she lied to him that it was to avoid the exorcist; in fact, she was sharing his divine punishment.
No wonder...
She lied to him, saying she had never found a blood pact.
“Oh, right,” Rong Shu said slowly, as if remembering something, “even if the five senses are sealed during the tribulation, it is still useless.”
Xin Qi froze, remained silent for a long time, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then laughed. At first, it was a sarcastic chuckle, but later it turned into a mournful laugh.
I can no longer console myself: I have absolutely no feelings for her anymore.
No wonder... the backlash from Heaven is so weak.
What did he do next?
At the height of her pleasure, he stabbed her and took her life with his own hands.
He even thought he had let her leave without pain.
But that sword wound caused her ten times the pain.
Even so, from beginning to end, she never uttered a single word of resentment towards him, nor did she cry out in pain.
She really is... stupid.
Hearing the laughter, Rong Shu felt a sudden heaviness in her chest. Looking at Xin Qi in front of her, her expression finally turned solemn, and she was ready for battle.
He watched as Xin Qi's pupils turned an eerie crimson, his white robes vanished into red, his once-rounded fingernails gradually became jet black and sharp, and his dark hair flew wildly.
"She's still alive." Even the voice echoed hollowly.
Rong Shu did not speak.
Xin Qi was already hot: "Where is she?"
Rong Shu was silent for a moment: "Her spiritual root has been destroyed, and she has become a mortal in the human world. I don't know why."
He didn't need to risk his own life force to find the whereabouts of the cursed seal for the sake of others; he only needed to know that Jiang Fei was still alive.
Xin Qi stared intently at him.
The spiritual root is ruined...
His figure vanished in an instant.
He will search high and low, from the highest heavens to the deepest hell, and he will surely find her.
Rong Shu lowered her eyes.
What does it mean if a demon becomes possessed?
Monster?
...
The human realm.
Liu'an City.
A luxurious carriage swayed and rocked along the official road.
[System: Xin Qi's favorability has reached 90.]
Jiang Fei leaned comfortably against the soft cushion, holding a snack in one hand and a storybook in the other. Hearing this, she only responded with a soft murmur.
It seems that Xin Qi already knows about her obtaining the Blood Pact Golden Pill for him.
Indeed, the human world is the most carefree place, much more fun than the boring world of cultivation.
Even the most ordinary snacks taste better than the magical herbs.
She took a few spirit stones and exchanged them for several hundred taels of silver, enough for her to live a life of luxury in the mortal realm.
not to mention……
Jiang Fei touched his money pouch; he still had dozens of spirit stones left.
The carriage suddenly shook violently.
Jiang Fei leaned forward slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of whips cracking came from outside: "You little beggar, how dare you steal from me! What bad luck! If I don't beat you half to death today, I'll take your surname!"
Jiang Fei frowned slightly.
“Excuse me, young lady,” the driver’s voice came quickly, “a beggar darted out ahead, it seems he was caught stealing and is being scolded, so I’ll have to take a detour.”
"Hmm." Jiang Fei responded softly, and the system in her mind and the love-binding spell on her wrist activated simultaneously. "Wait."
The carriage stopped.
Jiang Fei slowly lifted the sedan curtain and looked at the thin little boy who was tightly clutching the oil paper package in front of the carriage, curled up on the ground being whipped. His face was dirty and his original appearance was not visible. There was a red cloud-shaped birthmark that was very conspicuous.
Jiang Fei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
What a coincidence!
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