Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Li Yian was stunned and was about to say something...
Li Yian was stunned for a moment. Just when she was about to say something, she heard the sound of Mu Yin waking up from inside the house. She didn't care about Mu Yang and quickly turned around and walked towards Mu Yin on the platform.
Although the High Priest said Mu Yin's life was safe, he was too weak to leave home and could only rely on the life-extending lamp lit by the High Priest to keep him alive. The High Priest said regretfully, "Mu Yin will need to stay at the Theological Society for a long time. I will do my best to cure him."
Mu Yin was born weak, and his internal organs were invaded by evil spirits. Even if all the evil spirits were drained out, the damage to his body could not be healed.
Mu Yin had regained consciousness. He forced himself to sit up, his skin pale as paper, but his eyes had regained some of their spirit. He looked around confusedly, passing Mu Yang and stopping at Li Yian. He spoke softly, "Sister."
Mu Yang hurried forward to support him, and put his hand on his forehead, "A Yin, how do you feel now..."
Mu Yang's hand on Mu Yin was gently pulled away by her. Mu Yin looked at Li Yian and asked, "Where are my father and mother?"
Mu Yin was treated for more than an hour, from dusk to dawn, but the master and mistress still had not arrived at the theological society. Li Yian was also a little surprised. He looked back outside the temple, only to see it was empty. The only figure was Li Xuan who was guarding the door.
Mu Yang hurriedly explained, "A terrible thing happened at home last night. Nearly ten servants died. Father and mother have to deal with those things. They will come to see you later."
Last night, they had lured countless evil spirits into the Demon Capture Formation, yet were unable to destroy them no matter what. He then realized that those evil spirits were merely puppets crafted from resentment. In the Heavenly Eye bronze mirror, he saw Li Yian slash the demon's forehead, breaking the spell, and the puppets exploded. The immense impact shattered the Demon Capture Formation, killing nearly ten servants and severely injuring the warriors protecting the Mu family. Countless evil black smoke spread out from the Mu family's premises.
He had been purifying the dead servants, preventing their bodies from transforming into new evil. He was also cleaning up the aftermath of the demon-catching formation after the explosion and examining the seriously injured warriors to see if they had been infected by evil spirits. Meanwhile, his father and mother had to deal with the dead servants and arrange for the warriors' medical treatment.
Even though he was worried about Li Yian and Mu Yin, the task of purifying the evil kept him from making the time to come to the Theological Society. Mu Yang's handsome face paled as he lowered his head, his tone regretful, "I've been worried about you all the time."
Mu Yin lowered his eyes and murmured, "It doesn't matter. I've always been ignored anyway."
His words made Mu Yang raise his eyes quickly and explain hurriedly, "A Yin, don't think like that, we have always been worried about you..."
"If you were worried about me, you wouldn't always leave me aside." Mu Yin retorted softly.
"A Yin, I..."
"Mu Yang." The high priest standing beside him gently interrupted Mu Yang, "Mu Yin is very weak now and needs to rest. You should go out first."
Mu Yang looked at Mu Yin uneasily, and finally nodded in compromise. After giving Mu Yin a few words of advice, he bowed to An Si and turned to leave.
Li Yian also bowed to An Si, and just as she was about to turn and leave, her sleeve was grabbed by Mu Yin's fingers. Li Yian looked down at Mu Yin's slender fingers and was stunned for a moment, "Mu Yin?"
"Sister, thank you." Mu Yin lowered his head, looked away, and spoke in a low voice.
He had been semi-conscious the entire night, feeling excruciating pain all over his body, unbearable. What kept him going was Li Yian's constant whispers in his ear, urging him not to give up and to persevere. This was also the reason he felt so attached to Li Yian the moment he woke up.
"You're welcome." Li Yian nodded, his voice becoming gentler. "Take good care of yourself."
Mu Yin lowered his eyes and nodded, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned his head away in silence.
Mu Yin, always withdrawn and frail, was always overshadowed by the radiant Mu Yang. He was always ignored, hiding in a dark corner, longing for attention. Even now, when he was so sad and weak, he couldn't ask for his family's company, and even resorted to bad words to maintain his self-esteem.
Seeing that Mu Yin didn't say anything, Li Yian tidied up Mu Yin's scattered scarf, nodded to the high priest, turned and walked out of the temple.
The sun outside was rising slowly, and the thrilling night was over.
She didn't know what her future would be like, nor did she know whether the devil would come back to take over her body, but the only thing she was sure of was that after this fight with the devil, the devil that she had always feared and dreaded in her heart had been stripped of its mystery. She did not feel frustrated, but gained courage for her future and everything unknown.
As long as she doesn't let herself be deceived by the devil, doesn't trust any of the devil's words, and refuses to sacrifice her soul to the devil, then her fate doesn't seem so difficult to reverse.
Outside the courtyard, Mu Yang, dressed in white, stood in the morning sun. The golden sunlight fell on him, as if he had been coated with a layer of golden light. His beautiful face was as beautiful as a dream in the golden sunlight.
He looked at Li Yian with a complicated expression, his mind replaying the conversation he had seen last night between the demon and Li Yian in the Heavenly Eye bronze mirror. Li Yian, faced with the demon's temptation, chose to protect him and the Mu family without hesitation. For this, she nearly sacrificed her life.
Such a great favor shocked him so much that he thought about Li Yian all night.
Seeing Mu Yang stuck in the middle of the road, Li Yian didn't want to be around him, but she didn't run away. Her biggest worry now was the Mu family's situation. Last night, she had accidentally broken the demon's spell. As a warrior, she could sense future threats. After the demon's escape, she felt the foreboding ease, and she could see that the oppressive, sinister atmosphere had eased.
However, she was still a little worried. She stood five meters away from Mu Yang and looked at him, "Is everything okay at home?"
Mu Yang shook his head grimly. "The evil spirit has dissipated, but ten people died, and Qi Yang and the others were injured. We always thought it was just an ordinary evil spirit that took on a human form, but it was the most powerful demon on earth a thousand years ago, disguised as an evil spirit."
Mu Yang had read many ancient books, so when he saw the monster with bluish-white skin in the bronze mirror of the Heavenly Eye, he quickly thought of the huge and tragic battle between gods and demons a thousand years ago mentioned in the ancient books.
The demon, named Youtian, was originally the god of the mountains and seas. He shared protection with Fengyao, the goddess who protected the earth and prayed for humanity and purged evil. However, Youtian wandered between the mountains and the sea day and night, unseen by the world. His constant contact with the evil of the darkness gradually bred a demon within him, fueled by jealousy and resentment, and resented why Fengyao was revered by humans.
When he launched a war against Feng Yao, attempting to unify and dominate the earth, he had already fallen into the devil. The great war between gods and demons began.
Countless humans and demons perished in this war, rivers of blood flowing in what was arguably the end of the world. Feng Yao, bolstered by the support of the Heavenly Dao, ultimately triumphed, slaying Youtian and sinking him into the depths of the sea. Yet, Youtian, apparently slain a thousand years ago, has inexplicably resurrected, seeking the Dark Vessel and wreaking havoc upon the world.
This made Mu Yang extremely uneasy. Thinking of what the demon said to Li Yian, he was even more upset. He looked at Li Yian with a pale face. "Cousin, thank you for choosing to protect me and the Mu family." He lowered his eyes. "I will never forget your kindness. The demon said I would kill you in the future, but I will never do that."
Li Yian was also distressed when she heard Mu Yang say that ten people in his family had died and that Qi Yang and the others had been injured. However, she was also surprised by what Mu Yang said. Seeing his face full of guilt, she couldn't help but be stunned. "How do you know the devil... you were there at the time?"
"Because of the Heavenly Eye Bronze Mirror, I saw your conversation with the devil in the mirror."
Li Yian pondered this question, wondering if this bronze mirror had been mentioned in a novel. Mu Yang, having read so many books, could make many strange props based on ancient texts.
But she didn't have time to dwell on this now. Qi Yang and the others were injured, and she wanted to go see how he was doing. She asked, "Are Qi Yang and the others at the Mu family now?"
"Qi Yang and the others will soon be sent to the Theological Institute to have the High Priest cleanse them of the evil spirits within their bodies," Mu Yang replied. Mu Yang's purification abilities were weak, and he could only purify the bodies of the dead, but not the living.
"Cousin!" Mu Yang called Li Yian when she walked around him and was about to walk out the door.
Li Yian exhaled slightly. She noticed that Mu Yang had been looking at her with a guilty look since they met this morning, which made her feel numb all over. The guilt in his eyes was as if she had died a heroic death, and he was remembering her.
She turned around, crossed her arms, and said calmly, "If you have anything else to say, please say it quickly."
Mu Yang looked at her with complicated eyes, "Are you afraid of me? The devil said that to you..."
The guilt, caution, and sadness in his eyes were all conveyed through his beautiful red eyes. He stared at Li Yian, making Li Yian feel very uncomfortable.
Li Yian was a straightforward and decisive person who didn't like nagging or crying. He couldn't stand Mu Yang's look of commemorating the martyrs, so he said helplessly, "Mu Yang, how could you believe the devil's words?"
Mu Yang, whose beautiful eyes were filled with tears, was stunned when he heard her words, "Bewitched?"
"Yes, bewitchment, deception, threats, seduction, aren't these what demons are good at? Don't believe it. With someone like you, I can punch through ten of them, but I can't let you kill me."
Mu Yang, originally deeply distressed, couldn't help but laugh at her words, though tears began to flow uncontrollably. He suddenly remembered Li Yian's words about him crying like a woman, and quickly turned around and wiped his tears with his sleeve.
Li Yian sneered, said nothing more, jumped onto the roof and left.
Although she comforted Mu Yang and told him that what the devil said was just bewitching words, she knew that the devil was talking about the true ending of the original owner Li Yian in the novel.
It would be useless to let Mu Yang know in advance, it would only increase his guilt. Even if he swore solemnly that he would not do those things to her, things were unpredictable.
"Cousin!" Mu Yang saw Li Yian leave without saying goodbye again, and hurried out the door to catch up. Li Xuan, who was following Mu Yang, also turned around and left, holding the sword.
An Si, who was standing in the dark, lowered his eyes slightly and raised his pale and slender hand. The fingertips that he had used to check the wound on Li Yian's neck that day still seemed to retain warmth.
"She is gentle, and more like Feng Yao..."
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