Chapter Fifty Master, Don't Abandon Me
Should I return to the Celestial Feather Clan, or continue to remain in the human realm as an elder?
Upon hearing this question, Ye Chi felt a buzzing in his mind, and his mind went blank for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he cast an incredulous look at Ya Feiyu, like a stray dog abandoned in the rainy night, his eyes wet with tears. But the heartless master did not look at him at this moment. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were dark and gloomy, as if they were covered by a thin veil.
Ya Feiyou, naturally, loved watching the drama unfold. Although Ya Feiyu had genuinely saved her life, Ya Feiyou didn't actually like this sibling very much.
The two were incompatible in nature; one soared through the sky in pursuit of freedom, while the other was bound by convention and stuck in his ways.
Having already done more than enough to help Ya Feiyu recover his lost memories during Nirvana, Ya Feiyou had little to do if it weren't for the fact that Ya Feiyu was still the last remaining pure-blooded member of the Tianyu clan. She might have simply flung him out of this space with her vines. Now, seeing Ya Feiyu suffer a setback, she was naturally eager to see as much as possible, feeling no guilt whatsoever about joining in the fun. She cheerfully asked, "So, what do you choose?"
Returning to the Tianyu Clan and reclaiming his own power, Ya Feiyu could enjoy a lifetime of wealth and glory, becoming truly above all others, with all living beings being nothing more than ants who cannot even reach him.
This is the true status and identity that the Tianyu Clan should have, instead of struggling in the filthy and disgusting human realm, ultimately ending up covered in worldly dust.
From the moment Ye Chi first met him, he felt that Ya Feiyu's temperament was not quite like that of people from this place.
I didn't expect it to not even be a person.
Ya Feiyu's hand tightened involuntarily, then relaxed weakly. He slowly walked up to Ya Feiyou and stopped just five steps away.
"What will happen to them if I go back?"
Does this mean... that Ya Feiyu is planning to go with Ya Feiyou?
Ye Chi stared blankly.
Ya Feiyou seemed somewhat surprised as well, raising an eyebrow and chuckling, saying, "As a member of the Tianyu Clan, you cannot appear before mortals now. Let me think, the parts of their memories about you will probably all be erased along with your departure."
She rested her cheek on her hand and said casually, "Of course, if you want, you can delete your own memories so you won't be reminded of those memories."
Ye Chi finally couldn't help but call out to him, "Master..."
Ya Feiyu looked up at him.
Those silver eyes were as distant as the bright moon in the sky.
Ye Chi thought to himself, how could he possibly stand shoulder to shoulder with a mere beggar like him?
The resentment and grievances in his heart vanished in an instant, leaving only a profound emptiness. He subconsciously withdrew his outstretched hand, his eyes dimmed, and he forced a somewhat awkward smile, saying, "Disciple... will respect Master's choice."
Ya Feiyu looked at him, and for a long moment, there was silence.
It was finally broken by a soft laugh.
Ye Chi looked over in astonishment, a faint glimmer of light seeming to rekindle in his eyes. He saw Ya Feiyu smile. This cold-faced villain rarely smiled. A smile appeared in his icy eyes, making his aloof and cold demeanor seem more approachable. Ye Chi stood there dumbfounded, only to hear Ya Feiyu say with a smile in his voice, "I won't leave."
He walked over, and the golden wings behind him gradually dissipated. The clothes woven by the golden cocoon for him lost their luster and turned into the sea palace clothes that Ya Feiyu had worn when he came. He went from being an unattainable god to his master.
Ye Chi looked at him, her eyes flashing slightly: "Master."
Ya Feiyu nodded slightly: "I'm here."
Ye Chi couldn't help but rush over and hug his waist. All the unease he had been suppressing for so long burst forth. His eyes were slightly red, and he buried his head in Ya Feiyu's chest, muttering, "Master... don't leave me."
A slight tremor ran through Ya Feiyu's heart; a part of her soul seemed to tremble very, very gently.
Although faint, it is not non-existent, like pebbles falling on a pond, creating ripples.
"Heh, I knew it." Ya Feiyou lowered her eyelashes, slightly bored, and said, "Anyway, you would never let the people you care about suffer any injustice, right?"
Ya Feiyu glanced at her sideways, said nothing, and left with Vina and Ye Chi.
Ya Feiyu walked through the cave with practiced ease.
Ye Chi remained silent, standing on either side of Ya Feiyu, one to the left and one to the right, alongside Vina. The former silently clutched Ya Feiyu's sleeve, seemingly still reeling from the emotions of the moment. Ya Feiyu looked down at him, his thin lips slightly pursed. He seemed to have originally intended to say something, or perhaps simply shake off the grip, but seeing Ye Chi's somewhat uneasy expression, he hesitated for a moment and ultimately refrained from doing so.
Even after exiting the cave, everything was still shrouded in mist.
Unlike their aimless arrival, this time Ya Feiyu seemed to be able to see the path through the fog, leading the two out of the misty forest.
“Master, the sky…” Ye Chi glanced at it casually, his heart trembled, and he pointed to the Heavenly Dao.
Without needing any prompting, Ya Feiyu noticed the anomaly in the sky the moment the fog dissipated—a blood-red sky, even the clouds were a deep, dark red, like dried blood. Light couldn't penetrate the clouds, and the earth was shrouded in a depressing gloom. He heard the mournful cawing of crows. Ya Feiyu looked over and saw a crow with crimson eyes spread its wings and land on his shoulder, staring at him with its eerie gaze.
The scene before me was eerie, yet familiar.
It was almost identical to the scene of him slaughtering the entire cultivation world after he became a demon in his previous life.
Ya Feiyu was momentarily dazed, but immediately realized: "Something happened to the Golden Lotus Tree!"
He summoned his sword with a backhand, and the crow flew away. The three of them each controlled their swords and flew towards the main city at top speed, but the scene before them was unsettling.
Even the main city had fallen. Demonic energy was everywhere, and some of it seemed to have gained its own consciousness, attacking ordinary people passing by. All that could be heard were screams and the smell of rust. The concentration of demonic energy had reached an unprecedented level. Ya Feiyu's pupils shrank slightly, and he staggered, almost falling to his knees.
Regaining memories from his past lives isn't necessarily a good thing for him, as it means that some connections that shouldn't exist in this life will return to this body along with those memories. Besides the demonic energy resonating with the Blood Jade Demon Pearl within him, there's now something else that will affect him.
The Heavenly Feather, a national treasure of the Sea Palace.
He could vaguely see the scene on Tian Lingyu's side; though broken and dilapidated, it was real.
Tian Lingyu is kept in a very secluded basement in the Imperial City of the Sea Palace, heavily guarded and protected by a barrier. In principle, without the permission of the Palace Master of the Sea Palace, outsiders cannot approach at will, and even its exact location may not be known.
But now, cracks have appeared in the barrier surrounding Tian Lingyu.
Ya Feiyu could see that demonic energy was swirling nearby, like a hungry wolf eyeing a vulnerable lamb. The Heavenly Feather, which had originally emitted a faint golden light, was now dulled by the demonic energy and lost its original luster.
Recalling what the unknown demonic cultivator had said to Ya Feiyu, he was determined to seize this treasure!
Ya Feiyu's pupils contracted. He didn't know what the consequences would be if the four treasures were gathered together, nor did he have time to think about why the Demon Realm was so determined to seize them. He only knew that these things could fall into the hands of anyone else, but they absolutely could not fall into the hands of the Demon Clan.
His head was throbbing with pain. Tian Lingyu had made contact with him, and he was also suffering from the effects of the broken barrier.
Ye Chi had already drawn his sword to confront the demonic energy. Just as he was about to turn around to look for Ya Feiyu, he realized that Ya Feiyu hadn't followed. He turned back to look for him and saw Ya Feiyu clutching his head, his steps unsteady, his body swaying as if he couldn't stand. Ye Chi frowned, looking back and forth between the people affected by the demonic energy and Ya Feiyu. In the end, he gritted his teeth in anger, turned around, and drew his sword to disperse the demonic energy.
"Master!!!" he roared.
It was this sound that brought Ya Feiyu back to his senses, which had almost completely faded away.
A moment of clarity flashed in Ya Feiyu's eyes. He gritted his teeth, raised his sword, and cut a gash on his wrist. The stinging pain and the blood barely kept him conscious amidst the chaos. He summoned Danqing, dripped blood onto the sword, and whispered, "Follow Ye Chi. Save as many people as you can."
The divine sword possessed a spirit, and after being nourished by its master's blood, which contained spiritual power, the sword seemed to become even more sensitive. Upon hearing his words, the sword hummed slightly and then flew towards a place where demonic energy was abundant.
Ya Feiyu stopped, glanced around a few more times, and after confirming that nothing was wrong, quietly left the chaotic crowd, using her light footwork to quickly dart away.
With Ye Chi and Vina here, along with numerous guards from the Sea Palace, there shouldn't be any problems.
The main city was filled with demonic energy, but there was no sign of any demonic cultivators. Something was wrong. A bead of cold sweat trickled down Ya Feiyu's forehead. Even in this situation, circulating his energy was somewhat difficult. His heart was pounding, and he was having trouble breathing.
He bit his tongue, suppressing the discomfort rising in his heart, and rushed towards the capital.
As he expected, things were even more chaotic inside than outside.
The demonic energy was dense, and there were quite a few demonic cultivators here, but their attire was strangely uniform—all wearing black robes and hoods. In Ya Feiyu's memory, demonic cultivators had always been the epitome of casual and bold dressing, so such conservative attire was relatively rare. In other words, this group of demonic cultivators were all from the same group, and probably belonged to some demonic sect...
Thinking of this, his expression became even more unpleasant.
A premeditated gang is often harder to guard against. In her previous life, Ya Feiyu had never encountered such a gang, so she did not know the "Black Robe Faction's" style of doing things, nor did she know the size of the gang, or even the faces under their black robes or their strength.
This is the most difficult to deal with.
He composed himself; the most urgent task now was to pinpoint Tian Lingyu's location.
He does know where that thing is. But even if he didn't, he has the ability to find it.
He closed his eyes, carefully sensing the faint connection, until a clear address appeared in his mind. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and headed towards that location.
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