Actually, the adults are mistaken. It wasn't that Yunming had something to say; it was that Ji Xiaoxiao didn't have a chance to say it.
That day, Immortal Lord Yunming was summoned by Ji Xiaoxiao to the summit of the snow mountain, under the peach blossom tree. Ji Xiaoxiao's purpose was not for anything else, but for the gold and silver jewelry that Yunming had confiscated.
"A holy nun of the Holy Church, who covets gold and silver, is truly of no use."
The Demonic Sect suffered a crushing defeat, and the martial world enjoyed decades of peace. Bored, Ji Xiaoxiao spent her days and nights cultivating the "White Lotus Holy Technique." In just ten years, Ji Xiaoxiao's martial arts had already transcended the ordinary and reached the level of sainthood.
Having reached the pinnacle of martial arts cultivation, she made no further progress. When she was bored, Ji Xiaoxiao would read books when she had nothing to do, and occasionally browse the Holy Sect's treasure pavilion to broaden her horizons.
Fist-sized luminous pearls, exquisite jade artifacts, antique paintings and calligraphy scattered all over the ground, martial arts manuals everywhere, boxes and boxes of gold and silver...
Holy crap, no wonder it's an ancient religion with a history of thousands of years.
After seeing so much, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be tempted. Every time she went to the treasure pavilion, she would take something without hesitation. At first, she would only take a few loose pieces of silver, but gradually, as she did more and more, and no one noticed, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't help but become extravagant, moving boxes and boxes of gold and silver into her room.
"Holy Maiden, what are you doing?"
Ji Xiaoxiao's martial arts skills were second only to Immortal Lord Yunming at the time. Although the disciples and elders of the Holy Sect were puzzled and surprised, they only asked questions verbally and dared not interfere.
"It's nothing, I'm just checking if these things are real or fake."
Despite spouting nonsense, Ji Xiaoxiao felt no shame, but rather pride.
"Thank you for your trouble, Holy Maiden." No matter how dissatisfied they were, and fearing Ji Xiaoxiao's martial prowess, the members of the Holy Sect should not only swallow their anger but also humble themselves before her.
Ji Xiaoxiao waved her hand, meaning to go somewhere cool and stay there.
Huffing and puffing as she dragged her suitcase, Ji Xiaoxiao smiled radiantly.
"So much gold, so much gold, it's all mine, all mine."
She dragged the box back to her room and quickly closed the door. With a loud crash, Ji Xiaoxiao pushed the box over, and piled up gold bars and ingots all over the floor.
Ji Xiaoxiao slept in Jinzi's arms, looking relaxed and content, like a well-fed and content little kid.
The good days didn't last long. Fearing they wouldn't have enough money to buy vegetables and meat, a group of elderly people in their seventies and eighties knelt and begged for the arrival of the Immortal Lord Yunming. Immortal Lord Yunming arrived in great style and, with a wave of his hand, confiscated all of Ji Xiaoxiao's gold.
That day, Ji Xiaoxiao wanted to discuss with Yunming whether he could give her a box or two of gold, or even a pound or two if he didn't want that! Unexpectedly, before Ji Xiaoxiao could even speak, she opened and closed her eyes and found herself back in the dark space.
"It was me who killed Yunming, it was me who killed Yunming."
Ji Xiaoxiao broke down, hugging Yunming and screaming. The next second, her face was expressionless, and the tear stains on her face indicated that what had just happened was not a daydream.
"Ji Xiaoxiao," the adult called out.
Ji Xiaoxiao wanted to smile, but she couldn't. Her face looked like it had been glued and fixed in place by superglue, her expression blank and indifferent.
"My lord, I am fine."
With a gentle stomp of his foot, the black earth cracked open and swallowed Yunming whole.
"From what you're saying, you know what Yunming is trying to say?"
The adult was utterly bored in the dark space and could only watch Rashomon carry out his missions to pass the time. While browsing the world catalog, the adult suddenly wanted to see what the newcomer, Princess Koko, was capable of.
He had followed Ji Xiaoxiao for a hundred and eighty years. The fighting and killing in the beginning were a good waste of time, but the dull and boring ordinary days later on made him want to drag Ji Xiaoxiao out and whip her. He restrained himself again and again, but finally he couldn't bear it anymore. He reached out and pulled Ji Xiaoxiao back. But after she returned and heard Ji Xiaoxiao's question, he still hadn't found the answer...
Ji Xiaoxiao's problem?
The adult suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "That day, when Yunming came to the top of the snow mountain, under the peach tree, he never uttered a single word."
Ji Xiaoxiao nodded.
The adult looked at Ji Xiaoxiao and smiled sheepishly.
How could he possibly misremember? His brain!
The adults wanted to give him a good whack on the head, since he had to go through so much trouble, but the answer was right in front of him!
Having observed her for a hundred or two hundred years, the adults had gained a certain understanding of Ji Xiaoxiao's personality, not to mention that her greed for money and love of gold had never been concealed. At that time, Ji Xiaoxiao invited Yunming to meet her at the top of the snow mountain, under the peach blossom tree. What Ji Xiaoxiao wanted to say to Yunming would definitely revolve around the gold that Yunming had confiscated from her.
"Did you want to talk to Yunming about the gold back then?"
"yes."
The question-and-answer session revealed that the adults weren't very bright back then.
The adult blushed with embarrassment and swiftly tossed Ji Xiaoxiao out of the dark space.
With no one else around, the adult squatted on the ground and patted his feverish cheeks.
"Hahaha..." A series of sarcastic laughs suddenly rang out.
The adult slowly rose and looked up at his "throne".
"Feng Yi, it turns out you are the one behind Yun Ming."
"It's me, but it's your own fault for being so stupid, creating this opportunity for me."
"You took the trench coat and the weathered dagger from the female demon queen. Aren't you afraid she'll find out and we'll be locked up here together?"
“I’m not you, that kind of thing won’t happen.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the black earth in the dark space cracked open, revealing something churning beneath.
Feng Yi looked around and found Yun Ming's corpse.
He reached down and grabbed, a flash of white light, and Yunming was in his hand. He glanced at the trench coat and the weathered dagger, which automatically turned into specks of white light, dissipated into the dark space, and returned to their original positions.
"Murong Li, it's time for you to grow up." Feng Yi looked at the almost transparent Yun Ming and said meaningfully.
Feng Yi swept through the void and tossed Yun Ming onto the snow-covered, peach-blossom-strewn mountaintop, where a silent, lifeless, and seemingly dead immortal stood.
Body and soul united, and the person opened their eyes.
With a single slap, the void rift closed.
"Hmph, who told you to meddle in other people's business?"
Murong Li turned her back, her face hidden beneath the black mist displaying a mixture of joy and fear.
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