Chapter 74 Fragrant City, Peach Blossom Palace (Part 4) The Instinct for Life and the Instinct for Death...
After explaining everything in one go, Xiaomei became withdrawn.
When Wu Xiutang returns, she will surely suffer a terrible fate.
Shi Xianxue's face paled slightly, but she said nothing. She tapped the spirit fox's head, signaling it to release the people from the Chunyang Sect.
"Xue'er!" Xiao Mei tried to stop her, but saw Shi Xianxue raise her hand.
The man was then spat out by the spirit fox.
"I have no intention of being enemies with the Chunyang Sect. You know your senior sister's temperament, and my friend is by no means someone who indiscriminately kills innocent people. I will ask him about this matter in person. As for the two of you—"
After a moment's thought, Shi Xianxue made a decision.
"Spirit Fox, please devour them again."
It's better to avoid trouble. Since Bai Yiyi's death is irreversible, then let's not try to change it. To solve the problem at its root, Shi Xianxue certainly can't kill them to cover it up, but to avoid being hunted down indefinitely, she absolutely cannot let them go.
The immortal said she was pure and genuine; perhaps he was referring to Zhou Huaiyu.
But she is Shi Xianxue, and compared to those vague and ethereal memories, she would choose to cherish the people around her.
She met their hateful gazes with complete composure. "I'm sorry, it's human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm, so I'm afraid you'll have to stay inside the fox's belly for a while."
Just as the fox was about to obey and devour the two, several clusters of peach blossoms blew in with the chilly wind, transforming into sharp sword energy as they brushed past it, heading straight for the fox's head.
The spirit fox was carved from jade, its true form was in Shi Xianxue's arms, and relying on its illusory form, it recklessly bit the cluster of peach blossom swords.
The Peach Blossom Sword was crushed in the fox's mouth, splitting back into petals that took shape in the air, which the fox continued to bite at with great pleasure.
They successfully entangled the fox's footsteps.
More and more peach blossoms poured in through the open window, as if controlled by someone behind the scenes, heading straight for Shi Xianxue.
Shi Xianxue and Xiao Mei dodged the attack. The fluttering peach blossoms distracted them, but instead of attacking them as before, they swirled and danced around them.
It was as if they were deliberately being pushed apart from there.
Shi Xianxue had a bad feeling. She waved away the peach blossom illusion in front of her and looked down.
The two from Chunyang Sect had indeed disappeared without a trace.
When did the Chunyang Sect's magical artifacts turn into peach blossoms? They are led by the Qingyun Sect and are skilled in swordsmanship.
Shi Xianxue pinched the petals that were wrapped around her arm, and a soft white aura flowed over the petals, like the cold white mist of early morning.
Suddenly, the petals gathered together and rushed into the shadows at the end of the corridor. Wanrou's scream of pain followed. When Shi Xianxue chased after her, she only saw Wanrou's pale face and peach blossoms scattered all over the ground.
Xiao Mei helped her up.
Wanrou said, trembling, "How could the peach blossoms fly up and hit people?"
Shi Xianxue didn't miss a single expression on her face. The sound of little girls playing came from downstairs. She stared at Wanrou and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Wanrou was clearly quite frightened by the strange phenomenon just now; her face was still pale.
"I noticed that the sun was already high in the sky, but the two young ladies still hadn't ordered food. I was worried that they might be hungry, so I took the liberty of coming over to ask them a few questions."
That makes sense.
Shi Xianxue's gaze slowly shifted from her face back to the peach blossoms on the ground.
"No, we'll check out."
Wanrou lowered her eyes: "Are we checking out now? Why not stay a few more days? I think Young Master Wu and the others..."
"Yes, I'm going to Peach Blossom Palace to find Wu Xiutang."
Wanrou suddenly looked up.
"Didn't Miss Xiaomei tell you, Miss Shi, that there are not only feathered demons in Peach Blossom Palace, but also demons who escaped from Mount No Return? How can a woman like you go to that place of tigers and wolves?"
Hearing this, Shi Xianxue suddenly looked up at her again, her eyes resolute: "I can't worry about that anymore. Wu Xiutang and I have already pledged our lives to each other. I am already his. Even if it means going through fire and water, I will die with him."
Xiaomei: "? No, when did you...?"
“I love him, and I promised to marry him and have his children.” Shi Xianxue interrupted Xiaomei. “Don’t worry, Wu Xiutang is very capable. He might even be able to rescue your husband and fellow villagers.”
Wanrou suddenly frowned, but her face lit up when she met Shi Xianxue's bright gaze.
"Thank you very much, Miss Shi."
After they had walked quite a distance, leaving the town far behind, Xiaomei finally asked, "You noticed something, didn't you?"
Shi Xianxue made a shushing gesture to her lips.
The peach blossom grove was within reach, but the sky seemed to be covered by a thick, opaque black cloth, gloomy and seemingly brewing a huge storm.
But when you turn around again, the scene before you has changed drastically.
The vast expanse of sky and earth suddenly felt narrow and cramped, and the field of vision was filled with the sudden intrusion of red.
The wedding bed, the wedding quilt, the wedding candles, and the bride sitting on the wedding bed, full of joy.
A tall, thin man emerged from the shadows with his back to them, casting a distorted shadow on the white wall in the candlelight.
He held the ceremonial scales in his hand, his facial muscles twitching, his face filled with the excitement of becoming a husband for the first time.
The veil was lifted, revealing a young, shy face.
Shi Xianxue recognized her.
It was Wanrou during her honeymoon.
Peach blossoms drifted past my eyes, like a way of expressing the passage of time in a television program.
Just like the beginning of a story is always very gentle.
The couple were very loving after their marriage. The man was handsome, honest, and capable. He also doted on Wanrou. The two borrowed money to open an inn. The early stages of starting a business were always tough. The man felt sorry for her delicate health and would take the initiative to do the hard work and complain about her.
Wanrou's family home is in the next town, where only her elderly mother lives. Since Wanrou became pregnant, he cherishes her even more and doesn't let her move around freely. He gently advises her to wait until after she gives birth before visiting her parents' home, and that he can send her anything she wants to bring.
Wanrou felt that the man cared for her, so she agreed.
Ten months of pregnancy, one day of childbirth.
Wanrou gave birth to a healthy baby girl. She was so caught up in the joy of becoming a mother that she didn't notice the fleeting dissatisfaction in her husband's eyes.
But he didn't say anything.
She had a daughter, and the inn was so busy that she barely had time to breathe. Her husband had to look after the inn, and she had to take care of the guests while holding her daughter. By the time she thought of her mother, she was already pregnant with another life in her belly.
She begged her husband to go and see her mother for her.
The husband agreed.
After she gave birth to another baby girl, her husband's expression suddenly turned terrifying.
He slammed the door and left, letting the biting winter wind cut into the house like a knife.
When she returned, her husband was indifferent and brought back the news that her mother had already died at home.
Upon hearing this, Wanrou immediately fainted. She didn't know how long she had been unconscious. She was awakened by her daughter's crying and found herself still lying in the yard. The left side of her body was stiff and almost numb.
Meanwhile, her husband was busy soliciting customers in the front hall, oblivious to his daughter's cries and to Wanrou's life or death.
Later, after the third baby girl was given away, Wanrou discovered the woman her husband was keeping outside the marriage.
She acted as if she were meeting her husband for the first time, angrily running to confront him, only to be met with a resounding slap.
From then on, being beaten became a daily occurrence.
The word "husband" became her nightmare. Her body was always covered in bruises, and she and the woman who had been blinded in one eye looked at each other in silence.
Fangfei City seemed to be cursed, as no male babies were born there in the past five years. Until a few months ago, a female demon who escaped from Mount No Return gave the choice to the women of the city.
The wife is the head of the household.
Men are treated as objects, subject to trade. If the woman of the house agrees, the man will be taken to the Peach Blossom Palace by the female demon, and his life or death will no longer concern her.
Wanrou was the last to objectify her husband.
That's why the peach tree in front of the door is as thin as a seedling.
Originally, Wanrou planned to endure it for the sake of her young daughter, thinking that life would pass quickly.
However, his biggest mistake was setting his sights on his daughter.
Noticing her husband's gaze and thoughts, Wanrou felt a chilling nausea.
She no longer held back.
Shi Xianxue understood the cause and effect. When she saw the man looking at her child with lustful eyes through Wanrou, her anger and desire to kill reached their peak.
Even she, as an outsider, wanted to go up and chop him to pieces, let alone a mother.
Xiaomei: "You beast!"
The moment she spoke, the scene collapsed like a set of building blocks, and Wanrou stood in front of her with two little girls in her hands.
It turned out they hadn't left the inn at all.
"Men in this world are all opportunistic, fickle, and heartless. Even if they make vows of eternal love at first meeting and are sincere and affectionate, true feelings are easily changed. After marriage, all that remains is scheming and plotting. My today is your tomorrow, and the future of millions of women in this world."
A heart-stirring chant suddenly arose from somewhere.
"It would be better to let the willow catkins rise with the wind, turn back from the sea of suffering, and realize the cause of the orchid early, so as not to be trapped in it for life and unable to return to the ranks of immortals."
Wanrou reached out her hand, revealing the bruises that hadn't faded yet. "Miss Shi, just consider him dead. Don't think about him anymore. Stay in Fangfei City and be with us. Our master will help you fulfill your wish."
The fluttering peach blossoms are like sharp swords hanging overhead.
Just like Song Qingshu had done countless times, Shi Xianxue shielded Xiao Mei behind her. "I'm sorry, Sister Wanrou, they are inseparable partners to me. I will not stay in Fangfei City, nor will I stand idly by and watch them fall into danger."
Seeing Wanrou's increasingly pale face, she emphasized the words: "Never."
"Sister Wanrou, I don't want to be violent towards you, nor do I want to put you in a difficult position. Take me to Peach Blossom Palace, and I will never expose you."
Wanrou looked disappointed: "Then we'll have no choice but to fight each other."
The edges of the petals, like sharpened blades, slashed across the girl's delicate, peach-blossom-like cheeks. The blood-stained petals were carried by an invisible wind to the hot spring in the Peach Blossom Palace, and then landed on the boy's hair.
Further on, a peach blossom branch pierced through the man's head from above.
The man's face was gaunt, his eyes were tightly closed, and he used his body to provide nourishment for the peach tree.
As the murky, fishy smell gradually faded away, an even richer fragrance wafted over. The towering tree, like a wild beast lurking on the mountaintop, was almost completely covered by its thick branches when it was within arm's reach. The peach blossom fairy passed by and offered a devout bow.
There was no one behind him.
The group got separated in the mist.
Wu Xiutang coldly withdrew his gaze.
That's perfect, saves him the trouble of trying to cover it up.
The little peach demon led him to a stop at the tightly closed door, and respectfully and carefully knocked on the door. After a moment, she seemed to confirm something with the person inside.
The golden gate creaked open, and the peach demon revealed a look of relief mixed with regret.
She reluctantly turned back after the boy had walked quite a distance away.
Behind the golden palace gates, a peaceful aura enveloped him, and he saw an endless void.
Love, hate, anger, and desire were suppressed by the soul that served the Lord, leaving only a void space like a bottomless pit.
The Peach Blossom Palace abducted men from the entire Fragrant City and from outside, but instead of subjecting them to sexual torture, they used them as nourishment for this peach grove.
Music has the power to confuse the mind, creating unrealistic dreams by exploiting a man's deepest desires, making him linger and forget about home, never thinking of escaping, and willingly becoming nourishment for the peach blossom forest.
The spirit of the Lord proudly declared, "Master, you see, I didn't lie to you. As long as you break my seal, I am confident that I can make you abandon your emotions and return to your divine position."
However, since the master is so weak now, he should still try to build a good relationship with the goddess, since he still needs her help to repair the demon bones and the divine soul.
It's no wonder it thinks its owner is such a good actor; it almost fooled it several times.
Sometimes her acting was so good that she had to confirm again and again whether Wu Xiutang liked her.
But every time, Wu Xiutang showed deep disgust at its words, "Do you think I'm so cheap that I can't forget someone who has repeatedly treated my sincerity like dirt?"
"But she did everything she could to save you."
The night darkened Wu Xiutang's features, leaving him unmoved.
"So she will pay the price for her cheap sympathy."
Thinking of this, the spirit of the Lord looked at him.
Wu Xiutang ignored him, staring intently into the void, sensing something rapidly approaching him from behind.
A cluster of peach blossoms swiftly entered Wu Xiutang's eyes.
Two powerful forces clashed within his body.
In an instant, many past scenes flashed before his eyes.
In the white mist lies a man he killed himself in the Mountain of No Return.
The man smiled, his gaze always haughty and repulsive: "You little beast, you're nothing but a dog begging for food at my feet."
The boy walked towards him step by step.
The man's expression turned ferocious: "Come on, just like at No Return Mountain, kill—"
The boy brushed past him expressionlessly.
The white mist gradually thickened, and the demonic bone, entirely black yet radiating golden light, entered the boy's body.
The boy became the supreme ruler of the demon realm, no longer afraid of life and death. He could even scare people to death with a flick of his finger.
He trampled all living beings under his feet.
Power was in his hands.
Wu Xiutang glanced at it twice, then calmly broke free of the illusion.
He even thought about what would happen next.
Hatred, power, and desire.
Shi Xianxue.
However, as the figure slowly took shape, the young man showed no mercy and without hesitation, cleaving the shadow in two with a single sword strike.
They're all fake.
However, the deeper one goes, the more one encounters Master Xianxue.
It was Shi Xianxue with a radiant smile, Shi Xianxue crying in the Misty Forest, Shi Xianxue with a sly expression after stealing a kiss from him, Shi Xianxue who was extremely intimate with him on the night he saw Bei Yong City, and her half-true, half-false words that successfully pierced his heart when he saw Mount No Return.
Once again, the bloody scene was exposed before his eyes.
The plain scenery is divided in the middle, and the silver moon hangs like a hook.
I've never liked him?
Not worth mentioning?
What I thought would make me die of sadness if I heard it back then, now seems insignificant when I hear it again.
He was like a detached bystander, and deep down he felt that his past actions of being willing to die for that woman were incredibly foolish and laughable.
The wheel of order turned slowly, as if rusted, yet it was enough to bring the soul of the servant to great comfort: "Master, this is it, the highest form of detachment, detachment of emotion leading to perfect impartiality. All beings should be equal in your eyes, you cannot have favoritism or selfishness, love and hate are the same."
Wu Xiutang, however, couldn't listen to reason, and his thoughts gradually drifted off course.
Yes, he should forget her eventually.
Shi Xianxue never liked him. She could give her heart to Li Fuchao, Song Qingshu, and other unimportant people, but when she interacted with him, she was just being insincere and only wanted to go home.
go home.
All she could think about was going home, but he wouldn't let her have her way. Since she dared to lie to him, she had to bear the consequences of being found out.
He was never a good person.
His life motto was to destroy what he couldn't have.
Unable to get an answer from Wu Xiutang, and seeing his suspicious expression, the spirit of the master hesitantly asked, "Master, tell me the truth, do you like her?"
"Of course not." He denied it again without hesitation.
At the same time, a triumphant voice came from the void.
"I found it."
The void before him melted away like snow, revealing the same elegant courtyard where white and pink peach blossoms fell into a pool of spring water, creating faint ripples.
The white mist, trailing a black tail, quickly filled the pool, and a naked figure broke through the water, attacking him.
Two fingers swept across his eyes, and as the black veil concealed his vision, spiritual energy materialized into a sword that pierced the woman.
The woman carried no weapon; she was completely naked, her figure lithe, and a peach branch behind her caught a corner of the veil behind the boy's hair.
The light gauze swirled and fell into the pool. Suddenly, the sky brightened before Wu Xiutang's eyes. As the woman's face became clearer frame by frame in his vision, the gleaming sword tip was less than half an inch away from his throat.
If he takes one more step forward, the sharp tip of the sword can pierce the woman's throat.
A peach-white petal, as white as snow, gently brushed against the woman's delicate nose. The sounds of music and the ambiguous laughter of men and women mingled in the courtyard. The girl's eyelashes curved, and she smiled gently amidst the falling pear blossoms, her beauty beyond compare. A peach petal landed on the young man's fair fingertip, and his heart tightened, the dark ferocity in his eyes gradually freezing.
Hua Rong took a step forward, and the sword tip retreated with her. She smiled alluringly, the ornaments in her hair jingling, and red nail polish touched her cheeks. She asked the young man opposite her curiously, "I really want to know, what face do I look like in your eyes?"
The mist dissipated with the wind, revealing glimpses of silver light. The heavy branches of flowers obscured his features, leaving the young man's hidden thoughts nowhere to hide.
He stared blankly at the beautiful and bright young woman in front of him.
Even though the person in front of him looked just like Shi Xianxue, he knew perfectly well that she was not Shi Xianxue. However, the emotions welling up from the depths of his heart transformed into a dark, ghostly hand that grabbed his sword. The power was more ferocious and intense than the Parasitic Curse, making it impossible for him to unleash a killing move on her.
Hua Rong fluttered around him like a butterfly, her every smile and frown exuding charm: "The men who come to Peach Blossom Palace are nothing more than those who crave gold, silver, and power, or those who are blinded by lust and want to have a harem of wives and concubines. But in the end, they love themselves the most."
Her face was reflected in the clear pool water.
Hua Rong was very satisfied with this face. The young man in front of her had a fatal attraction to her. She had noticed him the moment he stepped into the peach grove.
"But you are different. It's rare to see someone so deeply in love."
The boy's eyes were deep and unfathomable: "What exactly are you?"
"I am the first peach tree since the beginning of time. I am deeply loved by the Demon Lord, who gave me his love threads to help me cultivate intelligence and human form. I can see through anyone's heart, so it's useless to deny it with your mouth."
"Just a friendly reminder: the deeper your feelings, the more she will bind you. The more she loves her, the less she can make a move on me. I like you very much, so I am willing to become her for you."
His body was laid bare, his internal organs, flesh, and bones were pulverized and exposed to the air. The slap in the face came too quickly, and the solemn vows he had made to the Lord seemed like a joke.
The ice platter was overflowing, and the boy's body was tense.
The spirit of the Lord was completely numb.
Even if her memories were reconstructed, without a soul or emotional ties, even if she could see through her master's heart, she shouldn't be able to cause any real harm to Shi Xianxue.
Is Zhu Ze's love affair really that powerful?
--
Two furtive figures crept in from the northwest corner of Peach Blossom Palace.
Xiao Mei glanced at the scene in the spring pool, then covered her eyes and shrank back. She clicked her tongue twice, which drew a warning look from Shi Xianxue.
Xiao Mei immediately patted her mouth, but remembering what happened at the inn, she couldn't help but ask, "Why did you do that? You're not weaker than her."
She really thought the two were going to have a fierce battle, but who would have thought that when the peach blossom brushed past Shi Xianxue's cheek, she would grab Wanrou's hand.
In a very short time, Wanrou's bruises on her wrists, the indelible scars on her back, and her broken left leg all healed completely.
She subconsciously took two steps forward, then turned back to look at her in disbelief.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Who I am is not important. What is important is whether you are willing to be trapped in the past for the rest of your life and live in the shadow of that man."
Wanrou was stunned.
"Are you sure that demon will never harm you? Now that I've healed your leg, Wanrou, why don't we leave here and start over? Teaching others with kindness is true education, and spring and summer also need a healthy environment to grow up in."
Upon hearing her child's name, Wanrou finally couldn't hold back her tears. She lowered her head and thought for a long time, until her voice trembled: "I will tell you how to avoid the Peach Blossom Formation and enter the Peach Blossom Palace."
A peach blossom fairy hopped and skipped toward them. Shi Xianxue grabbed her, but there was nowhere to escape, so she had no choice but to push open the door in front of her and hide inside.
The peach blossom fairy walked past the door.
Shi Xianxue then said, "Wanrou is also a pitiful person. Her child is young and her husband is a beast. Why should we make things difficult for her? This outcome is the best we can hope for."
Xiao Mei was speechless because she saw a man lying on the bed behind the two of them.
The man was bound hand and foot to the bed, with a strip of cloth tied to his mouth. When he saw the two men burst into the room, he was desperately wriggling his body, silently pleading for help.
Shi Xianxue was startled when she saw someone on the bed, but seeing that he was a man and was tied up, she knew that he was not from Peach Blossom Palace, and prepared to go forward to remove the gag from his mouth.
But when their eyes met, both of them were startled by the faint moonlight in the Peach Blossom Palace.
The former was stunned by the beauty and couldn't recover for a moment, while the latter was momentarily dazed and almost blurted out the name on his lips.
Xiao Mei exclaimed at just the right moment, "Wow! This kid really looks just like Wu Xiutang!"
Shi Xianxue snapped out of her daze at her exclamation and was about to untie him when she heard stumbling footsteps outside. She decisively gave up on untying the knot and hid in the wardrobe next to her.
Xiao Mei turned and crawled under the bed.
The boy writhed in despair, making muffled cries for help.
The door was kicked open roughly, and a few peach blossoms, wet from the pool, clung to the man's clothes, drifting and scattering throughout the room as he entered.
Shi Xianxue peered through the gap in the wardrobe and could only see a blurry, thin profile.
His clothing was bold, with exaggerated color combinations. He wore blue eyeshadow and had several colorful feathers stuck in his hair ornaments.
Her identity was obvious; she was undoubtedly the Feathered Demon that Wanrou had mentioned.
He seemed drunk, his steps unsteady, and he was holding a small prop to add to the fun as he chuckled as he walked toward the boy on the couch.
No way, this winged demon should be a man.
If she wasn't mistaken, the person on the bed should be the same gender as the Feather Demon. They were two men, bound hand and foot, with the boy's face showing a fearless and heroic determination to die.
Describing these things in a romance novel must be very risky.
Her mind was racing with thoughts when she saw the winged demon walk to the boy's bedside, raise the whip high in her hand, and curse, "I told you not to pretend to be a female demon and pluck my feathers! I'll whip you! I'll whip you to death!"
Shi Xianxue: "..."
The gag in the boy's mouth had slipped out at some point, and his face turned red with shame and anger. "You disgusting stinky bird! All I did was pluck two of your feathers, why are you being so petty? And what do you mean I pretended to be a banshee? You were just in heat and mistook me for someone else!"
Enraged by being exposed, the winged demon roared, "You dare to argue? I'll beat you to death today, you androgynous monster!"
He raised the whip high in his hand, but did not bring it down.
Because the fox's tail had already silently wrapped around his neck, and he was just waiting for Shi Xianxue's order to strangle the winged demon in the room.
Xiao Mei crawled out from under the bed and removed the restraints from the boy on the bed.
Shi Xianxue walked around to Yu Yao's front and looked him up and down. "You are Yu Yao?"
"He is a Feather Demon!" The boy, now freed from his restraints, darted out. Despite being covered in whip marks, he couldn't hide his interest in her, jumping around excitedly, eager to get close to her. "Fairy Sister, my name is Pei Huaguang, and I am the only, legitimate heir of Nan Yue."
For some reason, Shi Xianxue sometimes felt that his features were quite similar to Wu Xiutang's, but at other times she felt that, like now, Wu Xiutang would never make such a variety of expressions. Even if he had lost his memory and his personality had become a bit softer, his facial expression was always cold and unsmiling.
Shi Xianxue politely declined his advances.
The Feather Demon howled and screamed beside them: "Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to trespass into Peach Blossom Palace? You damned humans, you will be... ugh ugh ugh."
Pei Huaguang stuffed the gag back into Yu Yao's mouth. "Shut up! You damned monster! I, your Heavenly Fairy Sister, have come today to wipe out all of you demons and monsters! Heavenly Fairy Sister, what's your name?"
This was the first time Xiao Mei had ever seen someone even more talkative than herself, and with a face that resembled a demon's. Xiao Mei simply couldn't accept it.
The fox's tail began to tighten slowly.
"I heard that you, the Feathered Demon, are the beloved pet of your Peach Blossom Palace Master. If that's the case, you must know the layout of the Peach Blossom Palace like the back of your hand. Take me to the place where cultivators are imprisoned, or I'll strangle you."
"Hmph, you're the ones who deserve to die. This Peach Blossom Palace is full of traps, and those who come in won't get out." Yu Yao finished speaking with difficulty, and his blue eyelids suddenly stopped fluttering. He stared straight at Shi Xianxue's forehead.
When the two noticed that Yu Yao's gaze was off, the dazzling peach blossoms had already spread from Shi Xianxue's forehead to her eyes, and finally her entire face was covered with white and pink petals.
Shi Xianxue's body arched backward uncontrollably, and she was pushed out of the room by an invisible force.
Xiao Mei's expression hardened, and she quickly caught up with the spirit fox.
The Feathered Demon followed closely behind.
Pei Huaguang was the only one left in the room. He looked dazed, as if he hadn't yet recovered from the fact that the fairy sister had turned into a peach blossom demon.
It wasn't until Jingque Feiying came looking for him that he snapped out of his daze and said to the two of them, "Jingque Feiying, I've found the best gift for Mother."
Startled Magpie and Firefly: "?"
"I want to give them a kind and beautiful daughter-in-law."
Even if it's a monster, it doesn't matter. As long as he likes it, his mother will definitely agree.
In the west hall.
Li Fuchao's eyes were glazed over, and countless peach blossom petals surrounded him. In his mind, they had successfully repaired the seal on Mount No Return, and Song Qingshu's possession of demonic bones had not been discovered. His third brother had become emperor, and Shishi and Young Master Wu had finally become a couple.
He and Song Qingshu returned to the Qingyun Sect and devoted themselves to cultivation, hoping to one day comprehend the Great Dao and transcend the realm to ascend to immortality.
After leaving Misty Peak, he and Song Qingshu went to pay respects to her mother.
He said, "Qingshu, I hope you are happy."
He could always see that Qing Shu had been carrying too much burden over the years. She wanted her master's approval so badly and wanted to be the next leader of the Qingyun Sect that she forgot to consider her own feelings.
After all these years, has she been happy or not?
The "Song Qingshu" before him, holding a sword, smiled radiantly as his gaze grew increasingly confused and unfocused. "In your eyes, am I beautiful?"
Li Fuchao's Adam's apple bobbed as he honestly replied, "Beautiful."
Biezhi: "You said you wanted me to be happy, so as long as you stay with me forever, I will naturally be happy."
"Fu Chao, I love you, let's get married."
Li Fuchao's eyes struggled for a few moments before returning to calm. He felt something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he could only nod in agreement: "Alright, now that things are peaceful and prosperous, we should start thinking about important matters in our lives."
Seeing that Li Fuchao was already deeply involved, Bie Zhi smiled and said, "The Peach Demon Clan is not what it used to be. As long as you have desires and things that are unattainable, I will be your weakness."
"Don't despise me, you are the ones who are trapped."
Peach branches, like spiders, stretched out from behind her, slowly extending to Li Fuchao's head. Just as they were about to penetrate, a snow-white sword aura swept in, severing the sharp peach branches that were about to pierce Li Fuchao's skull.
The peach branch, in pain, withdrew.
Seeing that Li Fuchao had not yet regained consciousness, Xueyinjian struck Li Fuchao on the head with the hilt of her sword.
Li Fuchao's eyes suddenly regained their clarity.
"Snow Chant Sword!"
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In the front courtyard, the young man stepped forward, sword in hand, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Hua Rong smiled charmingly, showing no fear: "What a stubborn young man! I like him even more now. But since you don't believe me, I'll let you see for yourself how I transform her."
With a flick of her fair wrist, Shi Xianxue appeared out of thin air directly opposite Hua Rong.
Her body was covered in peach blossoms, and two ugly peach branches even grew from the area where her shoulder blades were.
As expected, the boy stopped walking.
Hua Rong: "Don't blame me, my love. Blame yourself for loving her too much."
The Peach Blossom Clan is inherently a passionate race. Yet, they are not even half as passionate as the young man before them.
She had long sensed that the boy had no soul, and how could someone without a soul love? But reality taught her a lesson, showing her that a boy without a soul, nearing the end of his life, was not thinking about how to survive, but desperately seeking love.
Human instincts consist of the life instinct and the death instinct. The life instinct includes the desire to survive, the appetite, and all instinctive desires related to survival, while the death instinct is destruction and attack, destruction and aggression.
Kongsang and Zhuze are extreme examples.
Even though his soul was completely gone, he still had an instinct to love her infinitely as long as he was alive.
Her heart was pounding wildly.
Isn't this something that Zhu Ze could only dream of but never attain back then?
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