Chapter 167 When the Moon Rises High in the Sky
The boy was not one to create his own troubles.
Therefore, after some initial hesitation, he naturally accepted that Yu Qingzhou's touch made him feel very aroused.
Anyway, being trapped is just being trapped.
Since there's no way to get out for the time being, it's understandable to make yourself as comfortable as possible during this period of imprisonment.
As for disliking Yu Qingzhou—
Of course, it remains the same as before.
The boy felt that there was no contradiction between liking Yu Qingzhou's touch and thinking that she tasted delicious and he wanted to eat her.
No matter how you put it, all I really want is her body.
This has no conflict whatsoever with his hatred of Yu Qingzhou's character.
At most, it would just be adding an option to the boy's plans for what to do after he escapes in the future, to help the other person live a little longer.
On the other hand...
The boy suddenly wondered if the contract between the spirit sword and its master were broken, would it still feel as good to be touched as it does now?
He figured he probably couldn't beat them.
However, when it really comes to that point, it won't be just about being separated by the void; it will be about getting hands-on with someone... Based on the young man's understanding of Yu Qingzhou, the latter would most likely be unwilling.
—But wouldn't that make things better?
He wanted to make Yu Qingzhou unhappy; the more humiliated the other party was, the happier the young man felt.
She could even begin to imagine the young man, his face clearly showing reluctance, yet forced to grovel and fawn over her, head bowed and obedient...
That's right, it's about being obedient.
The boy thought fiercely to himself.
He still remembered how Yu Qingzhou had tricked another version of himself into going to that damned Hidden Immortal Sect, like a child.
From that moment on, I completely lost control of my body and also lost my best chance to turn the tide...
It was as if it sensed the surging emotions in the boy's heart.
The surrounding vines began to rustle and twist in the space again. Some of these vines took root in the soil below, while others stretched into the crevices of the rock strata above and on the four walls.
Small stretches are fine on ordinary days, but once they encounter relatively intense emotional fluctuations, the vines start to swing wildly and recklessly.
The boy was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice a rock falling from above and hitting him squarely.
Originally, as a spirit, it was immune to ordinary physical attacks.
The problem is that this is the spiritual domain space located inside the Azure Sky Sword.
Every blade of grass, every tree, and every stone was formed from the spiritual energy within the space, and was essentially no different from the boy's spiritual body...
The boy was caught off guard and hit on the head, which made him furious and he started cursing.
The surrounding vines seemed to sense his anger and tried to avoid him at all costs, but because of the limited space, they could only tremble in place. This trembling was not like a small pet huddled in a corner licking its wounds alone.
Instead, countless clods of earth and gravel fell down like a torrential downpour.
When the mudslide finally stopped, the boy was nowhere to be seen.
The vines that finally regained their senses realized their mistake and dared not cause any more trouble, so they slowly retreated back to the nooks and crannies where they had been.
They only branched out a few vines from the center of that giant tree, and began to search for the missing boy, looking around suspiciously.
It's such a coincidence that I've passed right by the exact spot where people are buried several times.
Finally, the boy himself sat up abruptly from the pile of rubble and debris, grabbed the nearest few vines, and tied them into several tight knots, binding them together fiercely.
Seeing this, the other vines immediately shrank back into the corner, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
The vines that were bound like that were obviously uncomfortable and tried to sneakily untie themselves behind the boy's back. However, they were caught red-handed as soon as they made a small movement. Forced by the boy's fierce expression that looked like he was going to eat people, they finally obediently lay down with tears in their eyes.
After all, the boy's head was still covered with several large bumps, and even his usually fair and clean face looked as if he had just been dug out of a garbage dump...
The boy did not resort to harsher punishments, not because he was kind-hearted.
It's because of a very simple reason—we are all born of the same root, why should we fight each other so fiercely?
The moment the boy became a sword spirit, he and the vines in the spirit realm became one with the same origin, and they even seemed to be an extension of the boy's own senses and will.
Depending on the child's needs, it will share different levels of visual, olfactory, and tactile sensations...
They can share joy and sorrow.
It's just that its obedience is ridiculously low, making it seem like a silly dog that looks obedient.
Judging from how humble it is when it admits its mistake, one can reasonably deduce how much enthusiasm it will have to cause trouble again when it turns around.
In short, I was utterly bored.
The boy didn't mind spending some time and effort to tidy up these troublesome things.
It was an unintentional act, but it unexpectedly yielded a pleasant surprise.
As the boy's control over the vines gradually increased, the barrier that separated him from the outside world became more and more transparent.
In the past, he could only occasionally learn about the outside world through snippets of information from Yu Qingzhou.
Without the Azure Sky Sword being awakened, the boy imprisoned inside was like someone who was half deaf and completely blind.
Today's teenagers are gradually able to see the outside world and capture more and more sound details.
It wasn't just Yu Qingzhou's conversation with the others, but also some ambient sounds from the surroundings.
This channel can be opened and closed at the boy's will; if he's interested, he can listen a little longer, and if he's bored, he can simply cut off the connection.
From this perspective, he really does seem more and more like a native sword spirit.
It was during this process that the boy gradually came to understand that Yu Qingzhou's constant running around seemed to be in search of a secret treasure that could eradicate demonic energy.
That's quite strange.
Even as an outsider, the young man had heard that the Hidden Immortal Sect's principle had always been to subdue demons and eliminate evil.
If you encounter a demon, you can decide whether to release it or kill it to end the matter, depending on the specific circumstances—such as whether the demon has done evil, harmed people, or has any intention to do good. It all depends on the value judgment of the disciple involved.
But if you encounter a demon, there is only one rule: annihilate it on the spot, without exception.
Because in the eyes of the Hidden Immortal Sect, even demons can be divided into good and bad.
There is only one kind of demon: the evil spirit that bewitches people, amplifies evil thoughts, and thus breeds endless desires and boundless calamities. Therefore, everyone has the right to kill it.
Those who are bewitched by it become puppets nurtured by the demonic energy as it invades their bodies. The demonic energy resides within people's hearts, feeding on their seven emotions and six desires to nourish and strengthen itself.
To eliminate demonic energy, one must first destroy the hearts of those who have been parasitized, and once the human race loses its hearts, it will surely die.
Therefore, killing a demon is basically equivalent to killing the person who is the puppet.
Otherwise, it will only be a temporary solution, not a permanent one—like cutting weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring.
As for completely removing demonic energy from a person's body without harming their fundamental nature...
Perhaps it was because I was young and ignorant that I had never heard of such a principle.
The laws of the world are that yin and yang give rise to each other, and misfortune and fortune are interdependent.
The boy thought that someone like Yu Qingzhou should understand the reasons perfectly well.
Unexpectedly, he became the most stubborn one.
Instead of enjoying a peaceful life, he ran away alone to search for a legendary treasure.
—I really don't know whether to praise his naivety or scold him for being stupid.
Anyway, you can't really be considered smart.
That's what I think—
Ironically, the one who was tied to this seemingly clever fool was none other than the boy himself.
What can we do?
There's nothing we can do but accept it.
If Yu Qingzhou were to lose her life for nothing, the contract would automatically terminate, resulting in a complete breakup.
But then the boy thought again, something's not right—
Yu Qingzhou died, and that was that; he was all alone and carefree.
But his own sword spirit is still trapped inside the Azure Sky Sword. If it becomes an unclaimed sword, what if it falls into some godforsaken place with sparse spiritual energy, or into the hands of some even worse guy...
Then I might really never have a chance to get ahead.
Thinking of this, the boy's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stopped sleeping and stopped thinking nonsense.
With a single thought, a channel of consciousness connecting to the outside world is opened.
I noticed that the moon was already high in the sky, and judging from the surrounding scenery, it seemed that I was in the countryside.
The Azure Sky Sword was placed aside, but Yu Qingzhou was nowhere to be seen.
—Strange, where did they go?
Just then, a soft sound of water suddenly came from the quiet night.
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