Chapter 29 Jiuyi City - Miasma Forest (Thirteen) I can't bear to part with you...
What the hell?! What kind of cooperation is that?! She's talking nonsense!!
Seeing the mockery in the boy's eyes, Shi Xianxue realized he was toying with her. Summoning strength from who-knows-where, she pushed him away with all her might. The push freed her from his grasp; she slammed against a tree trunk and bounced back, her face slightly flushed. "You wish!" she exclaimed.
Her voice returned at some point. She looked at the people who were firmly held in Wu Xiutang's hands, afraid that he would crush them in anger. So she straightened her back, cleared her throat, and said, "I know how to obtain the Sun and Moon Guide. Release them and I will tell you."
Divine artifacts are not something ordinary people can covet. Even if the power of the sun and moon is extremely weak, it is still an ancient divine artifact. Song Qingshu, who possesses demonic bones, is qualified to obtain a divine artifact. Even if others are lucky enough to obtain a divine artifact, they will not be able to resist the backlash it brings.
The boy straightened up, his expression suddenly no longer as languid as before. The clouds were deep and the mist was thick, the mountain light was dark and inky, and the light in his eyes was cold and flickering. "Have I been too good-tempered these past few days, giving you the illusion that you can negotiate with me?"
One second he's flirting with you in a good mood, the next he's threatening you with unpredictable mood swings. Very good, villainous enough.
Shi Xianxue's toughness gradually dissipated under Wu Xiutang's cold gaze. She walked over with her head down, hugged his arm and shook it back and forth, her little mouth chattering: "Little Wu, although that demonic bone has great power, if it goes out of control, you will be stripped of your consciousness and become a parasite that only knows how to kill. Most importantly, if the demonic bone is removed, Sister Qing Shu will be dead for sure. Are you willing to do that?"
Wu Xiutang didn't want to explain anymore, and succinctly uttered two words: "Willing to part with it."
Shi Xianxue paused, her teeth grinding together. Damn it, after saying so much, this dog of a man is still unmoved. He's heartless and ungrateful!
"But I can't bear to... I can't bear to part with you~" Her voice was soft and gentle, deliberately drawing out the last syllable, sounding like she was whining and pleading, "If something were to happen to me, I'm not a monster without feelings..."
"There's no 'what if'."
Shi Xianxue's lips twitched, a little unconvinced: "How do you know there's no chance? They said there's no Demon Lord after Zhu Ze, which means all the transformations failed. Are you a celestial being? You're exceptionally talented, and the Demon Bone loves you the most..."
"Alright, shut up. I have my own ways of finding out, even if you don't tell me." Wu Xiutang shook her off, his approachable expression vanishing, his gaze sharpening again, like a scimitar in the cold wind and snow, clearly showing distrust. "Besides, you're a liar. Who knows if what you're saying is true or false?"
Shi Xianxue: "..." Then why did he ask her that?
Ripples appeared around the illusion, indicating that the person inside was about to wake up.
The two stopped arguing.
Wu Xiutang: "I advise you to shut up, otherwise the fact that your sister Qing Shu is the Demon Lord will be announced to the world. Do you think she will be grateful to you when she is abandoned by everyone?"
Shi Xianxue: "I know, I know, you're so long-winded."
At Wu Xiutang's signal, the miasma demon threw something dark inside and then vanished in an instant. The moment it disappeared, Li Fuchao was the first to break through the illusion and emerge. He looked perfectly normal, his clothes and hair were perfectly in place, as if he had just had a good rest inside. Looking at the handsome Li Fuchao, Shi Xianxue's eyes lit up, and she abandoned Wu Xiutang and ran over: "Brother Li!"
Wu Xiutang frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
"Shishi." Seeing that she was safe and sound, Li Fuchao breathed a sigh of relief. He shielded Shi Xianxue behind him, exchanged a few words with Wu Xiutang, and the bubble-like illusion rippled again.
With a few popping sounds, the bubbles burst, and everyone awoke from the illusion.
Tormented by the deep-seated fears unearthed by the miasma demons, coupled with the miasma in the forest, everyone's complexion was not good. Not to mention, the place was full of the skeletons of cultivators, some of which looked quite old, with their sect robes beginning to rot, and some still with red flesh stuck to them, their faces rotten into dry black.
With so many people present, she couldn't very well bring up the matter of the demonic bones, so she asked curiously, "Then why are there so many cultivators' corpses?"
Li Fuchao pondered for a moment before saying, "The world is not peaceful now. As human beings, we either enter officialdom to become officials and become ministers, or we cultivate virtue and Taoism. Apart from the Qingyun Sect and the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion, which are well-known, there are many small sects that are just beginning to show their potential. Their cultivation methods are not in the right direction. This place is dangerous and full of demons. The inner core of a demon can make people's cultivation level rise rapidly in a short period of time. After passing through the Misty Forest, a few miles away from the seal, there are also magical treasures dropped by the demons before their fall. For some rogue cultivators and disciples of small sects, rather than growing old and mediocre without ever mastering any cultivation methods, it is better to go all out and take a gamble."
Shi Xianxue opened her mouth and subconsciously looked at Wu Xiutang. Wu Xiutang was facing away from her and was speaking gently to Song Qingshu, handing her the flower dew. Song Qingshu nodded and, despite her discomfort, began to distribute the flower dew. Noticing Shi Xianxue's gaze, he gave her a warning look. Shi Xianxue hadn't planned to say anything at this moment, so she stuck out her tongue and made a face at him.
Several people from the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion were also on the list. No one expected that the teleportation order would not only fail to send them out, but would instead throw them directly into the lair of the miasma demons. By the time they realized what was happening, they had already inhaled too much miasma and fallen into an illusion.
Fu Liuwan felt no remorse for abandoning them and running away alone. "Better to die than lose my own," she thought. In a crisis, saving her own life was the most important thing. However... she looked at the serene and handsome Li Fuchao beside her, and her body went limp as she leaned into his arms: "My head is so dizzy."
Wu Xiutang's gaze swept over the crowd and landed on Song Qingshu, who was also pale. She stood behind the two, the panic in her eyes fading and gradually turning into a look of melancholy. Looking at the two embracing, she took several steps back with a somber expression, wisely choosing not to disturb them. She endured her physical discomfort and distributed the flower dew that Shi Xianxue had given them to the crowd.
Having confirmed the location of the demonic bone, Wu Xiutang's eyes flashed with undisguised predatory intent as he looked at her.
It is often said that immortality can be attained without the birth of immortals, but the world is full of hypocrisy. In the mortal realm, kings and nobles hold banquets for immortals at the Jade Pool, always emphasizing bloodline and lineage. Even Zhu Ze's demonic bones require cultivation by someone with a similar bloodline. He cannot see how talented or intelligent this woman is; on the contrary, she is indecisive, cowardly, and foolish. He would rather choose Shi Xianxue.
I really don't know what Demon Bone saw in her.
Song Qingshu felt an intense, unbearable gaze on her head. As she frowned and looked for it, a little girl with her hair in a double-looped bun stood in front of her. The girl asked her with concern if she was alright and even took out the Qi-boosting pills that Song Qingshu had given her a few days ago and gave them to her.
"Sister Qing Shu, your lips look pale. Are you still not feeling well?"
A warm feeling welled up in Song Qingshu's heart. She was about to say that she was fine when, without her noticing, she found the strength to grab her own arm and run toward the two entangled people.
Li Fuchao's arms hung tightly at his sides as he struggled with how to settle Fu Liuwan. Suddenly, a powerful external force flung the girl in his arms away, and Song Qingshu was shoved in. He caught her quickly and looked at Shi Xianxue in astonishment.
After shoving Song Qingshu inside, Shi Xianxue pulled Fu Liuwan out and, with great masculinity, wrapped her arms around her from behind, pinching Fu Liuwan's temples with both hands. "Miss Fu, if you feel dizzy, come to me. I'm the best at massage. Is this pressure okay?"
Fu Liuwan wasn't dizzy at all, nor did she know where this woman got her strength. She struggled desperately to no avail. "Let me go!"
"Miss Fu, please don't be so polite. We are teammates. Although you are an unethical person who abandoned your teammates and deserted in the face of battle, we are tolerant and have always liked to repay evil with kindness. Miss Fu, is this enough?"
Fu Liuwan's face flushed red, and she was so angry that she almost fainted.
Zhou Zheyue was physically weak and not really suited for cultivating immortality. If it weren't for the fact that he was Zhou Xianzun's nephew, he wouldn't have been able to enter the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion at all. He was able to participate in this mission only after much pleading and hard work. He couldn't help much, and the decision-making power of the team was not in his hands at all. Although he had a lot of opinions about his senior sister abandoning her fellow cultivators, his opinions were never important.
Seeing Shi Xianxue jumping around and making her senior sister furious, he couldn't help but smile.
So cute.
Fu Liuwan wasn't dizzy at all; her temples were throbbing with pain from the sharp force pressing on them, like sharp silver needles pricking her acupoints. She channeled her slightly recovered spiritual power and raised her palm to strike the abdomen of the person behind her.
Shi Xianxue had anticipated this move and leaped happily backward, but her joy turned to sorrow. She lost her footing and the warm, sticky mud submerged her ankles.
Realizing that she was not on solid soil but in a muddy swamp covered with dead branches and leaves, Shi Xianxue lunged forward in alarm. She grabbed onto something slippery, like a rope, and just before she fell into the mud, she saw Fu Liuwan's panicked face rushing towards her.
Oh, so she knows what she caught.
What rope? It's clearly Fu Liuwan's braid.
A chorus of screams erupted from the crowd.
Among them, Fu Liuwan was the first to take the antidote. The others had not yet recovered their spiritual power and rushed over to pull Fu Liuwan away.
Wu Xiutang was originally closest to the two, but seeing them head straight for the mud pit, he not only didn't offer a helping hand, but instead walked away before the crowd could push over.
The mud pit was lightly covered with withered branches and leaves, and the mud was full of the corpses and excrement of dead animals. In fact, as long as they were not living creatures, Shi Xianxue could still accept them. She caught a mutated snail that was half the size of an infant.
It had been dead for who knows how long; even its shell had become soft and limp.
How could the pampered Fu Liuwan possibly accept that her pretty little hands had turned into smelly little mud figures?
The young lady screamed in despair in the mud, "Ahhh! Shi Xianxue, I'm going to kill you!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, mud from her hair rushed into it, causing her to gag twice in disgust. She was then pulled up by the people of the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion, crying and sobbing. She sat by the mud pit and refused to get up, throwing a tantrum as a spoiled young lady. She cried miserably and cursed vehemently, even saying that she would tear Shi Xianxue to pieces, ignoring the monsters attracted by her cries.
The others had no choice but to coax and deal with the monsters flying out of the mist at the same time.
Shi Xianxue really didn't mean it. She sincerely wanted to apologize, but Fu Liuwan's scolding made her afraid to open her mouth. When she heard that he was going to whip her to death, she became nervous and unconsciously tightened her grip. The snail's corpse was squeezed and burst open with a "pop". The thick, blackish-green juice exploded in a perfect parabola right next to Fu Liuwan's mouth as he cursed.
Shi Xianxue: "...Eek!!!"
Everyone: "..."
Fu Liuwan: "!!!! Shi Xianxue, I will definitely kill you."
Fu Liuwan used the cleaning technique three times, but she still couldn't get it completely clean. The snail's slime made her stink all over. Fu Liuwan was so angry that her eyes turned red, and she gripped the whip, wanting to die together with Shi Xianxue.
Zhou Zheyue stepped in front of Shi Xianxue: "Senior sister, Miss Shishi did not mean it. Please forgive her."
Li Fuchao: "Miss Fu, the most important thing right now is to investigate the seal. We can settle our personal grudges later when we get out."
Song Qingshu readily agreed: "If Miss Fu is still not satisfied, I can take the blame for Shishi."
The female lead... Shi Xianxue, who had been hiding behind the group, had no choice but to step forward, looking unwilling to be forced into a corner: "I will take responsibility for my own actions. If you want to kill someone, kill me."
After speaking, he would occasionally glance at someone watching from the other side of the river.
At least the two of them are still in the same boat now, he'll save himself, right? He will!
"Of course I will kill you. Not only will I kill you, but I will also grind your bones to dust and throw you into the Hundred Refinement Pool to be refined for forty-nine days, so that you will wish you were dead!"
As the eldest daughter of the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion, she was the only one in the sect whose words carried weight, aside from a few elders. No one dared to be so disrespectful to her. She was used to a life of luxury and had never seen someone as ignorant and arrogant as Shi Xianxue. Her repeated provocations had thoroughly angered her, and she no longer needed to tolerate it.
Fu Liuwan's eyes gradually turned murderous.
Fu Zhen, who was in the group, called out to Wanwan, "Don't be impulsive."
Fu Liuwan wouldn't listen to a word, and the red silk whip in her hand crackled with crimson and blue lightning: "Prepare to die!"
Fu Zhen stepped forward and pressed down on her shoulder. Meeting Fu Liuwan's resentful eyes, he shook his head with a hint of ambiguity: "Wanwan, don't be willful. Business is important."
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