Chapter 7
"Daojun, thank you for the elixir. This is some peach blossom pastry I just made, please have a taste." Jiang Liuya brought over a plate of pastries with a smile and placed it on the stone table.
On the white jade plate, each peach blossom pastry was exquisitely shaped like a peach blossom, with layers upon layers of petals, delicate and lifelike. Clearly, considerable effort had been put into their creation.
Daoist Danxi sat upright on the stone bench. He slowly reached out, picked up a piece of peach blossom pastry, put it in his mouth, and tasted its fragrance and sweetness.
"good."
Upon hearing Daojun's praise, Jiang Liuya revealed a pure and charming smile.
Her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, as if a thousand stars were hidden within them.
Such eyes, capable of expressing both joy and anger, are captivating regardless of one's expression.
"This is my newly brewed peach blossom wine. It's absolutely perfect to pair with these peach blossom pastries." With that, she leisurely poured the wine.
Her slender fingers held the wine jug, and the amber-colored wine slowly flowed into the glass, releasing an enticing aroma.
"What kind of poison has been put in this wine?" Daoist Danxi picked up the wine cup and quietly looked at the liquid inside.
"Oh, this is a Truth-Speaking Spirit Gu, which can make people utter the truth. I went through a lot of trouble to make it colorless and mix it into wine, but Dao Lord recognized it at a glance. As expected of Dao Lord."
Jiang Liuya once again revealed her innocent and beautiful smile, without a trace of embarrassment at being exposed.
"These tricks won't work on me."
"Of course, Daojun's cultivation is so much higher than mine. My methods are nothing but child's play to you." She said quite frankly, as if she had just made a small joke.
"I just thought that Daojun's solitary cultivation was rather dull, so I was just trying to add some fun for you."
"You should keep these things for yourself." With that, a gust of wind sent the poison in the wine into Jiang Liuya's body.
This kind of spirit gu should have no effect on her at all; it would only become nourishment for the gu king within her body.
However, Jiang Liuya suddenly collapsed to the ground in agony. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and black lines slowly appeared on her skin, like ferocious venomous snakes writhing across it.
Daoist Danxi was completely taken aback by this, a look of surprise flashing across his face. He rushed to Jiang Liuya's side and reached out to help her up.
Jiang Liuya's eyes were empty and lifeless, as if her soul had been ripped out. A strange sound came from her throat, a sound that was odd and grating.
Daoist Danxi frowned deeply.
Is that the hissing sound of a Gu worm?
Jiang Liuya suddenly pushed Danxi Daojun away forcefully. Her face was covered with black lines, her expression was numb, and her eyes were empty as she stared at him.
"Daoist Danxi, it's a pleasure to meet you." The hissing voice rang out again, carrying a strange mockery.
"Who are you?" Danxi Daojun asked coldly.
"Nine Nether Gate, Ghost Face Venerable." The voice carried endless chill.
"Is it you who is controlling her through the Gu worms?" Danxi Daojun asked, his voice filled with certainty.
The voice of the Ghost-Faced Venerable was filled with arrogance and disdain: "Jiang Liuya's life has always been in my hands."
"What do you want?" Daoist Danxi asked in a deep voice, seemingly without any emotion.
"You can't bear to see her die, why is that?" The Ghost-Faced Venerable did not answer his question directly, but instead posed a question, as if trying to find some secret from Danxi Daojun's answer.
"Telling you won't hurt. Her life or death is none of my concern." Daoist Danxi's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he were stating something completely unrelated to himself.
"Do you think I'll believe you just because you say that?" Ghost-Faced Venerable sneered. "Her existence is very important to you, isn't it?"
"You manipulated her body just to ask these questions?" A barely perceptible sneer appeared on the lips of Daoist Danxi.
"My purpose in coming here is for the power of chaos," the Ghost-Faced Venerable finally revealed his intention.
"Use her life to exchange for the power of chaos." The voice of the Ghost-Faced Venerable carried a hint of greed.
"You're probably overthinking it," Danxi Daojun refused without hesitation.
After Danxi Daojun finished speaking, he turned around and slowly left.
Jiang Liuya knelt on the ground, curling up in pain. She coughed up mouthfuls of blood, instantly staining the ground red.
Danxi Daojun clearly sensed that behind him, her life was rapidly slipping away. That life force was like a candle flickering in the wind, showing no sign of stopping.
A complex mix of emotions welled up within him: anger, blame, and a touch of indescribable heartache.
"Enough, stop pretending." Daoist Danxi finally couldn't bear it and spoke up to stop him.
"She's truly ruthless, showing no mercy even to herself." Daoist Danxi bluntly exposed her.
"Hahaha..." A moment later, Jiang Liuya, who was lying on the ground, still had blood at the corner of her mouth, but she laughed unrestrainedly.
"Daojun, when...did you find out?" she asked weakly, panting, as if her laughter had used up all her strength.
"From the very beginning, you said you were Ghost Face Venerable." Danxi Daojun's eyes were deep.
"Don't forget, I've seen your memories. You killed Ghost Face Venerable long ago. You turned him into a puppet and are secretly controlling the Nine Nether Gate."
"So, you saw what happened so long ago too." Her breath was weak, but she gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Unlike Daojun, I haven't entered anyone else's sea of consciousness. I wonder what Daojun saw in that brief moment? How much he could see?"
Who knows if we don't take a gamble? Anyway, there's nothing to lose.
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