Chapter 1042: Is There Any Morality?
"Stand back!" Xuan Mu grabbed Luo Li, but it was too late.
The mirror relief on the bronze door rippled like real water, and a powerful suction force pulled the three people into the door.
Luo Li only had time to grab the Lingtian Sword before the world spun around her and she fell into endless darkness.
When her vision became clear again, Luo Li found herself standing in front of a magnificent palace.
The palace is built entirely of white jade, and bronze bells are hung on the nine-layered eaves. They ring automatically without wind, making ethereal sounds.
This is exactly the nine-story palace that appeared in the sword spirit’s memory.
"Xuan Mu? Xiaoxiao?" Luo Li looked around but could not see any companions.
"They have been transported elsewhere. If they can pass the test, that's a good thing. If not, I won't harm their lives."
A deep voice came from behind.
Luo Li turned around abruptly, with the Lingtian Sword and the Xuanyue Sword across her chest almost at the same time.
Sitting on the steps of the palace was a man in black, his long hair was scattered like ink, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
The most shocking thing is his eyes - his left eye is normal, but his right eye is a strange silver color.
The man slowly stood up, and Luo Li discovered that his feet were wrapped in two golden threads as thin as hair. The other end of the golden threads sank into the ground, and no one knew where they extended to.
"Who are you?" Luo Li asked vigilantly, and at the same time, she sensed that the Lingtian Sword in her hand was emitting an unprecedented strong fluctuation, as if in fear.
The man chuckled, a gleam in his silver eyes: "My name is Xuan Ye."
Luo Li frowned, "I don't know him."
Xuan Ye was a little surprised, but after a moment he said with relief: "That's normal. After all, I've been dead for so long."
Luo Li took two steps back and asked tentatively, "Senior, do you recognize Cang Wu?"
"Oh?" Xuan Ye's eyes lit up with interest. "Is he dead?"
Luo Li's eyes flickered. This was not good. It seemed that these two people did not have a good relationship.
She coughed lightly, first silently said sorry to Cangwu, then looked at Xuan Ye and said, "He died a long time ago."
Before Luo Li finished speaking, Xuan Ye suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. The laughter echoed in the empty palace, shaking the surrounding stone walls and causing dust to fall off.
"Good riddance!" He suddenly stopped laughing, a cold, pleased light flashing in his silver eyes. "He sealed me here with his own hands back then, and now he's gone first."
Luo Li gripped both swords tightly, feeling the vibration of the Xuan Yue Sword becoming more and more intense.
She secretly circulated her soul power, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.
Xuan Ye suddenly lowered his head to look at his feet, and the two golden lines swayed slightly with his movements.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked softly, "This is a soul-locking thread made from Cangwu's heart essence and blood, specially used to trap my soul."
Luo Li's heart was shocked.
No wonder the Xuanyue Sword reacted this way. The Soul-Locking Silk still held Cangwu's aura. After all, he was the previous owner of the Xuanyue Sword, so Xuanyue was very sensitive to Cangwu's aura.
"Little girl, since you can come here, it means you have some connection with Cangwu, and you must know him."
Xuan Ye walked slowly down the stairs, the Soul-Locking Silk humming slightly as he moved. "How about we make a deal?"
Luo Li stared at him warily: "What deal?"
Xuan Ye raised the corner of his lips and said, "Help me cut off this soul-locking thread, and I will tell you a secret about Cang Wu. I guarantee that no one except Cang Wu and me will know it."
Luo Li had a blank expression on her face. "I refuse."
Xuan Ye obviously didn't expect Luo Li to refuse so bluntly, "Don't you want to know?!"
Luo Li crossed her arms, a look of disdain on her face, "Senior Cangwu has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and you're still trading his secrets. Are you immoral?"
Xuan Ye raised an eyebrow, "Do I look like a moral person to you?"
Seeing him like this, Luo Li's lips twitched, "Isn't it because of your bad morals that Senior Cangwu has locked you up here?"
Xuan Ye spread his hands, "That's not the case. Do you want to know?"
Luo Li held the sword in her arms and said nonchalantly, "If you want to talk, I'm willing to listen."
Xuan Ye scoffed, "Little girl."
He said calmly, "Back then, I was also a villain. No matter who saw me, they would kneel down and beg for mercy. Unfortunately, I was seriously injured in the battle with Cangwu, and was locked up here by that brat."
He gritted his teeth and said, "You clearly said you would lock me up for three hundred years and then let me out. In the end, my physical body is gone, and he still won't let me out. Damn it!"
Luo Li raised her hand to interrupt him, "Let me remind you that Senior Cangwu is dead."
Xuan Ye's silver right eye narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of loneliness, "Dead..."
He suddenly flew into a rage, a terrifying black energy wave erupting from his body, shaking the entire palace violently. "How could he die?! He still hasn't paid back what he owes me!"
Luo Li was forced back several steps by the air wave, crossing her swords in front of her.
She was surprised to find that when Xuan Ye was angry, the two golden threads were absorbing his power and becoming more and more dazzling.
"Senior," Luo Li said calmly, "Since Senior Cangwu has passed away, your grudge should be settled."
Xuan Ye turned his head suddenly, a hint of madness flashing in his silver eyes, "Is it over?"
He sneered, "Unless you help me cut off this damn soul-locking thread!"
Luo Li shook her head. "If I let you go out and bring disaster to the world, wouldn't I become a sinner?"
"Bringing disaster to the world?" Xuan Ye suddenly laughed, a hint of sadness in his laughter. "I've been imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years. My soul is weak, and I don't even know where my body has gone. What else can I do?"
Luo Li tapped her chin with her fingertips and said half-seriously, "If you tell me why Senior Cangwu sealed you away back then, then I can consider releasing you."
Xuan Ye frowned, "Didn't I tell you, I was a scoundrel in the wilderness, committing all kinds of evil, and only when I met that brat Cangwu did I capsize."
Luo Li said calmly: "Although you said so, I always feel that you are just trying to save face."
She smiled and said, "If you were taken in by Senior Cangwu because of your evil deeds, then I don't believe your soul can survive until now."
She held Xuan Yue and said, "If you don't tell me, I will leave first. I don't think this secret realm can trap me."
Xuan Ye didn't look carefully just now, but now he sees that the thing in her hand is the Xuan Yue Sword!
He suddenly took a step back, "Why is the Xuan Yue Sword in your hand?!"
"Hmm?" Luo Li raised her hand and shook it. "You only realized it now? Didn't you see it just now?"
Xuan Ye glanced at her and said, "I thought it was fake. How could a little girl like you have the real Xuan Yue Sword in your hand?"
Luo Li raised an eyebrow, "Senior Cangwu gave it to me personally."
Xuan Ye glared and stood up suddenly, "He gave it to you personally!?"
Xuan Ye's silver eyes were almost popping out of his bleed. The soul-locking silk was trembling violently and stretched as straight as a sword, but it made a sharp scream the moment it touched the Xuan Yue Sword.
He stumbled back half a step, a low laugh of disbelief escaping his throat: "That brat actually gave you the Xuan Yue Sword... He wouldn't even let me touch it back then."
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