Evil things are not poison, they are medicine.
Yan Huanyue's eyes were covered by Pei Xuanzhi's cool hand.
She could only discern directions by listening to the rustling sound of jade trees and ice flowers in the wind along the edge of the cold pool.
With one hand holding a knife and the other forming a hand seal, he slashed straight through a vast forest of jade trees and ice flowers, like a blade tempered by ice.
Behind her, unseen, lay a trail of countless golden wisps of smoke, waving wildly in the cold mist, like a golden tail flame streaking across the frosty sky.
Her disheveled long hair was no longer as soft and gentle as usual; now it seemed unable to restrain itself from revealing its sharpness, like fine, long strands of sand, flying up with the cold wind and striking Pei Xuanzhi's chin.
A sharp, tingling pain shot through her; if she had been flying any faster on her sword, those strands of hair could have torn her skin to shreds in an instant.
After crossing the icy pool, Yan Huanyue removed the hand from her eyes and rushed straight towards the small courtyard where she had started.
They had no deep grudge against the succubus. The succubus was highly skilled and difficult to deal with. If they could escape from here before the spirit world completely shifted, that would be the best outcome.
The person behind her kept coughing, but she couldn't care less. She used her fingertips to manipulate her spiritual power and increase her speed.
As the wind and thunder in the sky gradually subsided, her heart pounded with anticipation.
The small courtyard was right in front of them, but in the blink of an eye, it vanished completely, turning into a pitch-black abyss with churning white waves.
Thick, moist air rushed in with the wind, filling the nasal cavity and almost suffocating the person.
After obtaining the World Spirit, the succubus immediately changed the array at the entrance and exit, seemingly having no intention of letting people out easily.
Pei Xuanzhi leaned against her back, his breathing becoming heavy from the rush of steam, which made him cough even more violently, but it gradually calmed her down.
She knew that she could now temporarily take some time to care for her Daoist partner.
She retreated a short distance on her sword, took out a pill, and handed it to him. Pei Xuanzhi rubbed his long eyelashes, which were damp with moisture, and parted his thin lips slightly to take the pill from her finger and put it into his mouth.
The golden mists, having been tossed about all the way, danced wildly in the air with the excitement of a sudden gust of wind, clinging to the faint wisps of wind, trying to play again as they had before.
The cold pool they had just been in was perfect for them to play in, but there seemed to be something even more attractive down there.
But Pei Xuanzhi just quietly took the medicine, showing no intention of following their wishes at all.
Then several wisps of golden mist slipped into Yan Huanyue's sleeves, coiled around her wrist, and rubbed against the inside of her wrist in a flattering manner. They gently tugged at her back, while another group of golden mists surrounded her, vying to point in the direction of the cold pool.
The golden mist caused the longsword to vibrate slightly. Yan Huanyue thought he was afraid, so she grasped the cool mist in her sleeve and said, "Don't be afraid, I will take you out."
Pei Xuanzhi's lips were slightly parted with a cool breeze, and he exerted great restraint. Only then did the golden mist rustle and reluctantly crawl back behind him.
They have only instincts and desires; they will stop at nothing to get what they want. Therefore, self-control is something he does all the time.
"This thing is called Divine Soul Mist by cultivators, and in my succubus clan, it is called Life-Body Illusion. The illusion has countless forms, bewitching others and trapping oneself. The deeper the desire, the faster it grows. I didn't expect that you, a half-blood succubus, who looks cold and sickly, would have an illusion that is more profound and terrifying than that of an ordinary succubus."
"Is it because of human blood or demon blood that such a frail body can produce such a powerful aura? And yet it can still control them, it truly amazes me."
Pei Xuanzhi said in a low voice, "It's not a good habit to like commenting on other people's appearances."
"Really? I apologize for speaking the truth. Your manners are impeccable; it seems you must have had a good upbringing."
A black veil slowly descended, hovering above the abyss.
A woman dressed in a black dress and with her face veiled in black looked directly at the two of them.
Her skin, exposed outside the black veil, was as white and lustrous as a pearl. Her eyes were ruthless yet affectionate, like rippling spring water or icy streams in cold mountains.
Her eyes were exceptionally striking, with slightly upturned corners and a pale pinkish-white hue. It seemed that if she so desired, a single glance could make anyone willingly drown in their beauty.
Those eyes seemed familiar at certain moments.
Yan Huanyue suspected that all succubi had similar eyes, which made people lower their guard and bewitch them.
The woman ignored her sleeves fluttering in the wind, and looked at Yan Huanyue with a smile, saying, "You're running so fast, are you hiding from me?"
Her voice was gentle and soft, with a slow and delicate tone, soft and gentle, like a summer night breeze nestled against her temple.
Yan Huanyue flew a long way away on her sword and asked, "Yun Lang... you took the World Spirit, and you killed Yun Ruoliang?"
The woman laughed and said, "That kid was fast enough. He ran away before I could take the World Spirit after he saw me next to it. You see, if a person knows when to yield, he can live many more years."
Yan Huanyue stood firmly in front of Pei Xuanzhi and said loudly, "What you say is absolutely right. My husband and I were only tricked into this situation by him. We have no grudge against you and have no desire to compete for the World Spirit. We hope that you will do us a favor and let us leave. We would be extremely grateful."
The woman looked at her with her hands behind her back, her voice soft, but her laughter was quite arrogant. "I could let you go, but your little husband is very disobedient. He took things from here without permission. Make him hand them over, and I will let you go."
Yan Huanyue stared at the woman while slightly turning her head and asking, "What did you take?"
Pei Xuanzhi was silent for a moment, then said frankly, "That floating corpse."
Yan Huanyue was somewhat alarmed by his taking away a corpse, but recalling the face of the corpse floating in the cold mist just now, she couldn't help but say:
"I knew that floating corpse looked strange. There must be a reason why you took it away, right?"
Pei Xuanzhi gave a soft "hmm," omitting the number of decades, and only said:
“I was swept away by the ghost moth and fell in front of that Taoist temple. To avoid the ghost moth, I went into the Taoist temple. The statue opposite the temple sucked away several years of my lifespan. I was afraid you would worry, so I didn’t tell you. My lifespan was gathered into the jade coffin through the formation. I just took back my lifespan.”
That floating corpse was indeed suspicious. If he hadn't encountered this demon blocking his way, he probably would have kept it a secret from her. No wonder he looked so thin-skinned when he came out of that small Taoist temple.
He had only a fragile life left, and she exchanged her heart's blood and sweat for a glimmer of hope.
Even deducting a few days from his lifespan is like stealing grain from the field she painstakingly cultivated; he inexplicably had several years of his lifespan drained away.
Yun Ruoliang...
Unexpectedly, the woman laughed and said, "Oh dear, what a charming young man! Telling lies the truth and telling the truth the lie are not good habits. Water surrounds the stone temple, water surrounds the stone coffin, can't you see the image on the other side? You yourself sacrificed your lifespan to find out what's on the other side, why are you wrongly accusing those ghost moths?"
Pei Xuanzhi, his clothes fluttering, looked at her calmly, "Right and wrong are clear to everyone, why should I argue with you?"
The woman chuckled upon hearing this. "You are truly innocent and pure. There is only one human here. Does that mean that as long as she is on your side, it's enough? Well then, the most upright young man in the world, now that you have regained your lifespan, you should put down the seven Qi-gathering jade coins in the jade coffin."
Pei Xuanzhi shrugged. "Sorry, I've never seen him before."
Upon hearing this, Yan Huanyue immediately pinched his wrist to check his pulse. After a long while, she finally felt relieved and said, "If you let us leave, we will certainly seek out cultivation treasures to repay you."
The woman smiled brightly, but her gentle voice carried a chill, "If I trusted you, I wouldn't be this old. Things you shouldn't have touched, you should spit them out. Since you're unwilling to return them with both hands, then don't blame me."
After saying that, he flashed behind Pei Xuanzhi, grabbed his sleeve, and flew far away in an instant.
Yan Huanyue immediately flew after him on her sword, shouting, "Don't hurt him! I have many refining treasures; I'll give them all to you in exchange for him!"
As he spoke, his divine sense probed into the treasure pouch and took out the small black box engraved with intricate runes.
The woman did not linger and vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye.
Yan Huanyue's expression was sharp as she raised her spiritual energy to its peak, making her clothes even more tattered.
Her speed increased dramatically. In the biting wind, she directly drew her sword, gripped it with her left hand, and fiercely slashed it, feeding the blade with her blood.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he cast a spell, and the sword flew out of his hand, charging forward.
The spiritual energy gathered too much, and her spiritual sea couldn't withstand it, causing her eyes to become bloodshot.
In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if a charred skeleton sat atop a smoky cauldron, swinging its legs back and forth.
The bone heel struck the immortal cauldron, producing a dull, heavy sound.
A familiar, excruciating pain, like when one is surrounded by death energy, flashed through her mind. Yet, when she circulated her spiritual energy to its maximum, this pain gave her a sense of ethereal lightness.
She vomited blood from the pain during her sword flight, but the incantation between her fingers, which refused to disperse, propelled the sword even faster.
His eyes were bloodshot, his clothes were torn, his black hair was disheveled, and bloodstains flowed everywhere.
She emerged from the place of suppression like a demon imprisoned in some place, displaying her ferocity and eager to claim lives and slaughter.
Above the icy pool, a blood-stained sword flew by, and the woman in black veiled dragged Pei Xuanzhi aside.
He turned the blade around and, as she dodged, tore the fabric of her arm.
The blade's momentum was so fierce that it seemed capable of severing her arm, forcing her to release Pei Xuanzhi first. She then kicked Pei Xuanzhi in the chest, intending to send him tumbling into the icy pool.
Two yellow talismans flew out from his snow-white, gold-embroidered sleeves, pulling him up into the air by the waist.
He slashed between the two men with his sword, then protected Pei Xuanzhi and pushed him backward.
The woman in black veil stood in the air and said, "Give me the jade coins, or else..."
Pei Xuanzhi looked at the bloodstains on the straight, narrow blade in front of him and said coldly, "Even if I give it to you, you'll have to be alive to take it."
As he spoke, a gentle breeze brushed against the golden hair tie that hung over his shoulder. Just as the woman was about to knock down the horizontal sword, her eyes suddenly widened, and she swiftly dodged straight into the heart of the pool.
A trickle of blood slowly flowed down her neck, seeping into her clothes.
She raised her hand in disbelief to touch her fair neck, finding it warm to the touch. "An evil creature...you actually kept such an evil creature..."
Pei Xuanzhi formed a hand seal, and a yellow talisman behind him carried him past the horizontal sword.
He rarely uses the Crying Spirit Blade because it shortens his lifespan.
Today, the blame can only be placed on her own greed. She was not satisfied with obtaining a small world and insisted on getting those few jade coins back.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the woman reacted, hurriedly dodging, but something unseen cut her arm right into the bone. If she hadn't dodged in time, she would have lost her arm today.
The bloodstains fell into the cold pool like a stream, where they were diluted by the water. The surface of the pool had long been as calm as a mirror, reflecting the ice flowers, jade trees, blue sky, and white clouds.
Seeing Pei Xuanzhi's expression, she quickly released her spiritual power and fell into the pool. Sure enough, she saw something fall into the cold pool with her, like a thin, colorless blade, soft in shape, breaking through the water.
It is completely invisible in the air, but in the water, its tracks are outlined by the water, so it has no ability to launch a sneak attack.
However, this also means that she cannot surface for the time being.
He waited until it was just the two of them before making his move, wasn't it because he was afraid his wife would discover it? What if his wife comes later?
The more blood flowed from her body, the more it stained her vision with a faint red.
An unusual ripple came from the pool behind her. While dodging the blade that was biting like a snake, she held her breath and glanced back.
A bottomless whirlpool rolled in, its waters swirling and growing ever larger.
She couldn't help but open her eyes wide, but was instantly swallowed by the vortex.
The blade swirled and splashed in the water a few times before rushing into the whirlpool, drawing more blood, but it didn't get what it wanted and had to fly out of the water.
Pei Xuanzhi's hair tie swayed slightly as he removed the yellow talisman from behind him, gripped the horizontal sword protecting him, and leaped into the water.
The water in the icy pool was as turbulent as swords, with huge whirlpools churning endlessly.
The jade coffin that had originally sunk and the fallen coffin lid were also being swept up and floated underwater.
The woman in black veil was surrounded by light red water, yet she managed to break free from the massive whirlpool.
Pei Xuanzhi pursed his thin lips, the golden mist behind him pushing him forward.
A few wisps of golden mist clung to the jade coffin and its lid, which were churning in the water, and directly pulled the woman inside.
Golden mist coiled and swirled, and a wisp of golden mist slipped in, hooking out a stone tablet the size of a palm. He quickly sealed the jade coffin with a talisman and dragged it to the center of the pool.
This should have been the time for him to benefit from the coffin array in the pool, exhaust the demon to obtain the spirit, and escape with Yan Huanyue.
But suddenly he felt a moment of emptiness in his blood vessels, and everything before his eyes gradually blurred.
For some unknown reason, he could only desperately try to float to the surface of the water, but the still-unsettled whirlpool only made it harder for him to escape.
The pale red mist of blood drifted and dispersed before his eyes, and he felt something was leaving him and heading towards the jade coffin in the pool.
This certainly doesn't qualify as a marrow cleansing; it's more like he's contributing something to her.
He was floating in the water when he suddenly felt a little dazed. The golden mist behind him dissipated, and everything became blurry. His eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly keep them open.
But at that moment, when he opened his eyes, he saw a wisp of misty powder, shattered like flames.
That wasn't blood in the water; it was a person, charging menacingly towards him.
With a splash, Yan Huanyue pulled Pei Xuanzhi out of the icy pool.
He was pale and nearly fainted, holding a small stone tablet in one hand and her sword in the other.
She immediately cast a spell to dispel the icy water from his body, and then took out a cloak to wrap around him.
Pei Xuanzhi leaned weakly on her shoulder, his breath shallow, his narrow eyes barely open, looking at the deep worry in her bloodshot eyes.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his heavy eyelids prevented him from falling into a deep coma.
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By the candlelight of the inn, Yan Huanyue returned from her bath, put on her nightgown, and sat on the edge of the bed with her long hair loose.
The herbal medicine on the small stove outside the window was bubbling away.
She turned the small stone tablet in her hand over, looking at the ancient patterns on it.
The stone tablet was originally supposed to be divided into two halves, with one half remaining in the small world and the other half held in Yun Ruoliang's hand.
Now the stone tablet is a complete whole, with the spirits of the world coexisting and no signs of breakage. It must be because Yun Ruoliang gave the other half to that succubus in order to save his life.
The succubus's words cannot be entirely trusted. We do not know whether Yun Ruoliang is dead or alive. If he is still alive, he must be killed.
But how did Xuanzhi manage to get his hands on this thing?
The person sleeping on the bed coughed a few times, and she instantly came to her senses. She turned around, patted his chest with one hand to help him catch his breath, and touched his forehead with the other.
It was a little hot, but not as bad as last time. She remembered that last time Elder Feng was afraid that he wouldn't be able to digest the pills with too much spiritual energy when he was weak, so he used herbal decoction.
He coughed for a while and then fell into a deep sleep. She got up and went to the eaves outside the window to pour the medicine into a bowl and bring it in. After letting it cool for a while, she placed it on a small stool by the bed, then sat down by the bed and half-lifted him into her arms.
Holding his chin with one hand, I fed him the medicine little by little with a small spoon.
A moment later, the person in his arms, perhaps annoyed by the bitterness of the medicine, smacked their lips and grumbled, "What kind of poison is this... so bitter... I don't want to take it..."
Afraid that he would vomit up the medicine like last time, she casually fed him a spoonful of the honey water she had just prepared, patted his chest to help him swallow the medicine, and said, "Your sense of vigilance is quite high. This is not poison, it is medicine to treat your illness. You are not allowed to refuse to take it."
After saying that, she pinched his chin and started feeding him again. He groaned again as if unwilling, but Yan Huanyue just kept feeding him the medicine and he didn't make any further moves.
After administering the medicine, she sat cross-legged on the bed for a while, circulating her spiritual energy for two cycles before finally falling asleep.
The next day, when she went to the front yard to get breakfast, the old lady in the inn's kitchen asked her on the way, "Girl, it's been so many days, has your husband woken up yet?"
Yan Huanyue said, "Thank you for your concern. He hasn't woken up yet, but he's much better than he was a few days ago."
The old woman took down the small basket from the large window and said, "I've already prepared the porridge. I knew you'd need to cook it a little longer when you got back, so I specially set aside a portion and cooked it a little longer today. You won't need to go through any extra steps to feed him."
Yan Huanyue took the basket and said, "Thank you so much."
The old woman brushed the flour off her clothes apologetically and said with a smile, "Don't mention it. You paid for the meal. I just added a little extra fuel. You said you sent a message to your family, why haven't they come yet? If you need any help, just tell me."
Yan Huanyue smiled and said, "Thank you."
As dusk fell, Yan Huanyue was helping Pei Xuanzhi bathe in the room when she heard the old woman from the kitchen say:
"This is the room. That girl has been taking care of a grown man all by herself for three or four days. She looks quite pitiful. We should comfort her properly."
She quickly helped Pei Xuanzhi put on his clothes and ran over to open the door.
The woman in the blue robe in the courtyard also stopped and looked at her. A few ripples flashed in her calm eyes, and she whispered, "Junior Sister Yan, are you alright?"
Yan Huanyue greeted her at the door, performing a hand seal as she said, "Senior Sister Han, thank you for coming, and for arriving so quickly."
Han Shuangying strode over and said, "I heard that you escaped death and arrived in Xiling. I am temporarily unable to leave the Ghost Market and have not been able to see you immediately."
Yan Huanyue said, "I am fine now, but Xuanzhi is sick. He has been ill for four days and has not woken up yet."
Han Shuangying entered the room, checked on Pei Xuanzhi's condition, and said, "He's alright, he should wake up in the next few days. Have you spoken to the sect leader about it?"
"Um."
Pei Xuanzhi woke up just as Pei Hanzhou arrived three days later. At that time, several disciples of the sect also passed by and, upon hearing that the sect leader was here, came to this place.
Jiang Xusheng went to convert the Red Pill first, while Yu Yi and Tan Guiyi followed Xue Jingnian here.
Upon hearing that Pei Xuanzhi had been sick with a cold for several days, Yu Yi lazily said, "He can be knocked out by a little cold. He's so delicate. He doesn't seem like the kind of immortal lord who should stay in the mortal world."
Tan Guiyi said, "There is wind in the sky, so according to you, burying them underground is the safest option. However, since they are just a bit weak, it's not quite appropriate for you to say that."
Yu Yi laughed and said, "It seems that Sect Leader Pei is too busy to receive my greetings and is too lazy to hang out with you. I have to go back to Yunjing tomorrow to settle my accounts, so I'll treat you to drinks tonight."
Tan Guiyi laughed and said, "Well done, Young Master Yu is so generous."
Xue Jingnian looked at the closed door not far away and Yan Huanyue brewing medicine under the eaves, and said, "Yu Shiliu, you go ahead, I'm not going."
Tan Guiyi glanced at him in the direction of his gaze and smiled, "We're brothers, we understand you. We're going now, you go and comfort her. That girl is narrow-minded, overthinks things, and isn't very tolerant. We're from the same sect, yet she still holds a grudge against you. It's hard to understand."
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