Chapter Thirty-One: The Male Lead Has Disappeared?
The three of them eventually led the scattered group back to Qinglian Sect.
Having walked for many days on foot to arrive, they returned on swords. Fortunately, the Linglong Sword was obedient, and with the help of Ya Feiyu's spiritual power, Ye Chi's first sword-riding journey went relatively smoothly. Shi Bai shared a sword with Ya Feiyu, while Shen Rong and Xu Miaomiao followed behind. The whereabouts of the others were unknown. The atmosphere was heavy throughout the journey. It wasn't until the clouds parted and they landed that Xu Miaomiao spoke, her eyes already red and swollen: "Junior Brother Cen..."
On the platform came her soft sobs. Ye Chi didn't really want to comfort her, Shi Bai wasn't good at comforting people, and Ya Feiyu was even more tongue-tied. The three of them fell silent at the same time, giving the two female cultivators space to comfort each other, and stepped aside.
Ye Chi's dark eyes held little positive emotion, and he looked somewhat dejected: "What happened... Brother Cen, how could this happen so suddenly..."
Shi Bai stood to the side. He hadn't spent much time with Cen Dao and the others, so he didn't intend to offer any comments. Ya Feiyu glanced at him, noticing that his disciple seemed somewhat downcast. He stiffly reached out and patted his shoulder, offering silent comfort.
Ye Chi was indeed down, but the reason for his downfall was not simply the loss of a close friend.
For him, befriending Cen Dao was less a matter of personal choice and more a means to an end—a way to prevent himself from dying in the book. Initially, he chose to do this to avoid Ya Feiyu turning evil one day, but now that the possibility of Ya Feiyu turning evil seems to have greatly decreased, his patron has shifted from Cen Dao to Ya Feiyu.
After all, people need to learn to be flexible.
—But this doesn’t mean he wants Cen Dao to die; on the contrary, he wants Cen Dao to live.
Cen Dao is the core of this entire book. In other words, all the plots so far have actually been set up for the male protagonist's future growth, and all the treasures are also for the male protagonist. If something happens to the male protagonist, the world in the book will do its best to fix the broken plot and bring it back on track.
What changes the world in the book might make to other parts in order to fix the plot... that remains to be seen.
It can kill off anyone at will, just to resurrect the male protagonist. But then it might get itself into trouble, and that would be the end of it.
Although……
Ye Chi glanced at Ya Feiyu subtly before looking away.
If anything were to happen, Ya Feiyu would be the one in the most danger; it would never be my turn.
Before he could think any further, Ya Feiyu's voice suddenly pulled him back to reality: "Are you alright?"
Ye Chi was slightly taken aback and looked up in surprise. He saw a rare look of worry on Ya Feiyu's usually calm face, and his tone even had a hint of probing, "If you're not in a good mood, take a rest."
Ye Chi smiled and said, "It's alright, Master. Well then... this disciple will go back first."
"……Um."
Ya Feiyu watched him leave, the boy's slender figure seeming to grow smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared. Ya Feiyu withdrew his gaze, glanced at Shi Bai, who understood, bowed respectfully, and then followed him away.
Soon, only Ya Feiyu remained on the platform. He stood silently under the tree for a long time.
When a voice transmission came, his expression went blank for a moment, but it was fleeting. He quickly regained his cold and indifferent expression, and his thin lips parted slightly as he lowered his voice: "Alright, I understand. The Pure Palace? It will be here soon."
With a flick of her sleeve, the snow-white figure slowly disappeared into the distance, accompanied by a gentle breeze carrying the scent of flowers.
...
The Pure and Innocent Hall is located atop the main peak of the Pure Lotus Sect. Despite being situated on the peak with the highest foot traffic, the hall is often deserted. The elders who oversee it take turns from other peak masters, and on ordinary days, only some junior disciples do odd jobs there. Ya Feiyu had taken turns guarding the Pure and Innocent Hall a few times, and it was indeed a leisurely affair. All he had to do all day was sit in the high hall, doing nothing but casually reading books and studying cultivation techniques. The rest of the time he could just daydream until the hour of Chou (1-3 AM) before leaving.
Of course, there's a reason why there are so few people.
The tasks of the Qingbai Hall include clearing the names of the wronged, quelling internal disputes, and punishing the guilty. To put it bluntly, it is essentially a court official.
However, most cultivators are quiet and have few opportunities to need the Pure and White Palace to intervene.
Before Ya Feiyu even reached the Qingbai Hall, he could hear deafening wails from a road not far away. The cries were heart-wrenching, and judging from the noise, there were at least dozens of people involved. The commotion was so loud that the disciples who weren't studying gathered around, their curiosity peeking out. Seeing this, Ya Feiyu already had a guess in his mind.
A dark glint flashed in his eyes as he slowly walked forward. His frosty aura could be felt from a great distance. Before he even got close, a disciple noticed him and alerted his friend Elder Tianxue in a loud voice that she had arrived. The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent.
As Ya Feiyu approached, the disciples warily made way for him.
The scene inside the hall was chaotic. Several people dressed like ordinary citizens knelt at the feet of Sect Master Ji Pengde, wailing and lamenting. Leading them were an elderly couple with graying temples and a child standing expressionlessly. Behind them followed a large group of villagers. The noise was chaotic and cacophony, with everyone's voices mixed together. Ya Feiyu couldn't hear clearly, but she could still vaguely make out some key words—
"Help me get justice," "Inhumane," "Destroyed everything I had," "Make him pay"...
Ah, you're talking about things in Jinyu City.
Ya Feiyu was not surprised. He had already prepared himself for the accusations when he saw those familiar faces.
However, he did not expect that these villagers would be so stubborn.
His previously calm heart suddenly began to pound, and his blood rushed through his body, melting away his indifferent emotions. He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes reflecting an unusually cold light, and slowly walked forward through the crowd, exuding an inexplicable sense of oppression—he released the aura of a Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator, and even the disciples behind him knelt down in an instant.
Ji Pengde was having a headache, and when he saw him arrive looking like this, his headache didn't get better; in fact, it seemed to hurt even more.
He could only force a smile: "Tianxue, you've finally come, look..."
Mrs. Li's crying suddenly stopped, and her swollen eyes inexplicably turned fierce: "You! You ungrateful wretch, how dare you come any closer!"
She rushed forward without a second thought, her withered hand wielding a strength she seemed to possess from nowhere, and slapped Ya Feiyu hard across the face, knocking his head to the side and leaving a handprint on his cheek.
The murderous intent in Ya Feiyu's eyes was revealed without reservation in that instant. He had committed too many killings in his previous life, and even after being reborn, he could not get rid of the bloodthirsty instinct in his bones. Mrs. Li was stunned, as if she suddenly realized that she had provoked someone she shouldn't have. Her legs went weak, and she staggered backward, falling to the ground with a thud.
Ya Feiyu simply raised his head expressionlessly, "Sect Master, am I too late?"
Ji Pengde vaguely sensed that something was off about Ya Feiyu, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He simply said, "Ah, ah, it's not too late, it's not too late, it's just... a bit complicated. Tianxue, you should handle this yourself."
After speaking, Ji Pengde stepped aside. This group of people had suddenly appeared on the mountain, immediately launching into a cacophony of wailing and demanding justice. Their speech was mostly thick with accents, and there were quite a few of them. The cacophony of weeping and wailing was so intense that Ji Pengde couldn't make heads or tails of it even after listening for half an hour. He only knew that Ya Feiyu had probably done something on her way down the mountain. Realizing the troublesome situation, he simply handed it over to Ya Feiyu. He wasn't entirely sure that Tianxue would know what she was doing.
Ya Feiyu nodded, then looked at the group of people. Most of the faces were familiar; he had even personally saved a few of them during the demonic cultivation festival. Ya Feiyu lowered his silvery-white eyes and spoke coldly, almost emotionlessly: "Stubborn to the end."
"You've ruined everything I have!" A girl with a ferocious expression rushed forward. She had been wearing a veil, but it fell off in her agitation, revealing a face stained black by demonic energy. Her hands were also black as if rotting, and the whites of her eyes were bluish-green. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have become this inhuman, ghostly creature. Why did you drive that lord away?! The villagers of Jinyu City all need him. What right do you have to deprive us of our right to pursue a better life!"
"That sir is right, you cultivators are truly the epitome of hypocrisy!"
As soon as she spoke, the residents behind her hurriedly followed. Most of them wore veils, their hands were tainted by demonic energy, and a small number were completely corrupted. It was clear at a glance that their vitality was bleak and they would not live past this year. Most of them had already spread to their faces, looking extremely ferocious, like human corpses that had been roasted.
Ya Feiyu remained expressionless, only retreating in disgust, and said coldly, "Don't force me to take action."
Mrs. Li shrieked, "You dare?! You dare kill someone in front of so many disciples?!"
"Heh." Ya Feiyu sneered, "The demonic energy has corrupted you to this extent. You are no different from demons, only wearing a layer of human skin and still able to speak. When the demonic energy invades your lungs and internal organs, you will turn into mindless demonic beasts and slaughter humans."
He said, enunciating each word clearly: "It is only natural for me to kill demons, so what's wrong with that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he released his oppressive aura, making everyone present feel suffocated. Ya Feiyu slowly stepped forward, summoned his sword with a backhand, and used the tip of the sword to lift Madam Li's chin, saying, "I thought you would be a little smarter."
He shook his head and sighed, as if he were truly regretful: "What a pity."
The Blood Jade Demon Pearl, buried deep in the heart, is subtly causing trouble.
The murderous intent, hatred, and anger of the crow were all nourishment for its growth.
Conversely, it influences the will of Yafeiyu.
—Kill them! Kill these arrogant mortals!
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