Twin Lotus Flowers (VII)
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Upon seeing the Gu person, Xie Yuan frowned slightly. Fragments of memories flashed through her mind, but she couldn't quite recall them. She figured this must be related to the original plot.
From the moment she broke the rules, because of her choice, all the main plot points began to be forgotten. She couldn't remember anything except for those related to Song Ling. What's even more frustrating is that the original work didn't describe Song Ling, the major villain who appeared very little, in much detail. She only mentioned her briefly, and she knew very little useful information about her.
I vaguely remember that the story was about a battle between good and evil, with a very traditional ending where justice would ultimately prevail over evil.
But what is right and what is wrong?
Who defines good and evil?
It is obvious that history is written by the victors, and the victors are always the ones who prevail.
Therefore, good and evil, right and wrong, have no meaning for her.
She has saved people and she has killed people.
If good or bad is judged based on whether or not someone has killed someone.
So she wasn't a purely good person long ago.
Besides, she has never said that she is a good person.
She had forgotten which cultivation sect led the protagonist, but who it was didn't matter to her; what mattered was the person she wanted to protect.
However, this was beyond her own expectations. Xie Yuan did not expect that her master would be so protective of his own.
It seems that what Master said wasn't entirely correct.
A carefree and unburdened life encountering a cursed and solitary fate unexpectedly leads to a reversal of fortune.
She is a person with her own pursuits and principles, but in her interactions with Song Ling, she finds herself beginning to change.
For him, she was willing to stay in this remote and sparsely populated Luoqi Mountain; for him, she gave up the freedom she had already gained; she even gave up her indomitable spirit...
As the sword tip sliced across his throat, he felt more distress and guilt towards Song Ling than pain.
Thinking back on all the little things she had shared with him, she realized that this was what her master had once talked about as what it meant to be attached to someone.
——
The word "Gu" inevitably reminded her of Song Ling.
If you were to ask who in this world could create the most perfect Gu person, she couldn't think of anyone else who could be more skilled in this area than him.
The naturally born Gu body is the most perfect container in the world to bear evil thoughts.
The yin-yang symbol can recreate the events that have occurred.
But "they" cannot see her.
She also saw someone there who was not at all unexpected.
In the cold, dark basement of the Qian Mansion, a pair of boys and girls, their faces as pale as ghosts, were imprisoned by iron chains.
Xie Yuan guessed that the scene recreated here should be from two years ago, and the two of them still looked a little immature, probably around fifteen years old.
The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. They wore loose robes, one black and one white, and their eyes were filled with boundless hatred.
She walked along the wall, looking around. The cold wall was covered with curses written in blood. The two of them knelt on a lifelike lotus pedestal, which was placed on a huge circular pool of blood.
It truly lives up to its name as a yin-yang symbol; it's so lifelike that it's as if she was there all those years ago, witnessing their tragic lives firsthand.
Such cruelty and such a large scale are not something an ordinary aristocratic family could bear or accomplish.
Xie Yuan traced the complex and obscure inscriptions with her fingertips, her expression somewhat solemn.
"Da da da"
"Ring ring ring"
Footsteps came from somewhere, it seemed someone was coming down.
Xie Yuan felt something and looked up towards the entrance to the basement.
Whether by coincidence or not, she happened to meet his gaze, which startled her, and she instinctively took a step back.
The difference between this Song Ling and the one who constantly acts pitiful and docile around her now is enormous.
The newcomer was dressed in a magnificent black and silver robe, and his waist-length silver hair made him appear even more enchanting and ethereal.
This is a sign that the person has already fallen into a deep state of demonic possession...
When her gaze fell upon the familiar bell that dangled from his hair to his chest, her expression became complicated.
This was the birthday gift she never had a chance to give.
He clearly knew where that thing was, so how could he not know where the thing she left for him was?
She's fallen for his trick again...
Song Ling's gaze didn't linger for long, only briefly lingering in her direction.
She only breathed a sigh of relief when his gaze shifted away.
She almost thought he could see her, which scared her half to death.
Upon seeing him, the two "Gu practitioners" immediately knelt down in unison and respectfully called out, "Your Excellency."
Song Ling's voice was cold and soft: "Since you've made your choice, there's no going back. Two years from now, I will help you kill the entire Qian family, leaving no one alive. And you..."
"My brother and I are willing to become Your Excellency's most perfect killing weapon, and we swear to follow you to the death."
The two "Gu practitioners" answered in unison.
"Three days from now, I will have the puppet stay here in your place, and you will need to do something else for me, something that only the two of you can do."
"Your subordinate obeys."
What kind of transaction is it?
Xie Yuan looked in the direction the boy had turned and left, feeling a little uneasy.
In this light, her death seems to have accelerated his descent into demonic possession, something she never expected.
That shouldn't be the case. She clearly remembered that he fell into demonic possession when he fought against that so-called righteous sect, which was still a year away.
She died when he was nine, but Cang Yue said he met Song Ling when he was twelve. So Song Ling must have become a demon at eleven? What exactly happened in those two years?
Xie Yuan knew that the key must lie in the two years following her death.
But judging from Song Ling's current cultivation level, she has probably already entered the Divine Abyss Realm.
No one knows what kind of realm lies above the Divine Abyss.
As far as she knew, there were very few people in the entire martial arts world who could even reach the Void Breaking Realm. She herself had stopped outside the Divine Abyss Mirror back then.
His pulse was always erratic, and besides himself, she couldn't think of anyone else besides the laws of this world who could harm him.
Without sufficient cultivation, it's impossible for him to simply cough up blood. At best, his cultivation would be completely destroyed and his heart meridian damaged; at worst, his soul would be annihilated, never to be reborn. Yet he's still alive and kicking, acting like he's in control.
The Divine Abyss Mirror might just be the pinnacle of cultivation that the world can currently perceive at a glance.
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"Ah Ling, I want to take you to see my master and some old friends. Would you like to come with me?"
Xie Yuan originally intended not to reunite with her old friend before the matter was investigated thoroughly, as it would only bring her more sorrow if it turned out to be a false alarm.
But when she saw Song Ling like that, she changed her mind for him once again.
He simply felt that he had never been a part of her past, and that she had never acknowledged their relationship beyond that of master and disciple to anyone else, so he thought she was lying to him.
Xie Yuan was at her wit's end.
Seeing family and friends should be considered important no matter where you are.
"Master, you... are you really willing to take me to see them?" Song Ling's expression was clearly off, her eyes flickering and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.
Xie Yuan: "Why do you think I'm unwilling? Hmm?"
This question seemed to have stumped Song Ling.
He hesitated for a moment, just about to speak.
Cang Yue suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up. When Song Ling's murderous gaze fell on him, he quickly spoke up under the pressure: "Miss! Boss! I almost forgot, I promised Tao Su yesterday that I would take her to see the shadow puppet show. It's almost time, so we'll be leaving now!"
Cang Yue didn't dare look in Song Ling's direction at all. She turned her body to Xie Yuan's side and winked at her as she tried to signal her. She even put her hands together in a gesture of respect towards Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan understood perfectly well; it meant she needed to save his life...
Song Ling remained silent, and Cang Yue dared not leave at all.
Xie Yuan spoke up: "Then you guys go ahead, and have fun with Xiao Taosu."
Cang Yue breathed a sigh of relief. Before Tao Su could react, she scooped him into her arms and ran out of the inn like the wind.
Nonsense, if we don't run now, when will we? We really can't listen to so many of the boss's secrets anymore.
The young lady was clearly about to start scolding the eldest son, and he was just standing there waiting for the eldest son to finish being scolded; if he did, he would be in big trouble.
Xie Yuan tapped the table lightly with her finger: "A Ling, answer the question."
Song Ling's murderous aura vanished instantly when she called his name, completely disappearing. He pursed his lips and said, "Back then, my master took me into seclusion and never allowed me to step out of Luoqi Mountain. I thought you were ashamed of me and didn't want others to know about me."
"Once this is all over, I will tell you about everything that happened back then, one by one. I can't stop you and I won't stop you from doing what you want to do. But if you're with me, then you'd better behave for now and listen to me. Do you understand?"
"I heard you clearly."
"Don't lie."
"good."
"So, are you still going to do your task?"
"I'm not doing it anymore. I'll go wherever my master goes."
I don't believe you for a second!
Looking at his innocent expression, Xie Yuan knew that this little brat could never be telling the truth.
"Is there something very important you're hiding from me?"
"Has Master seen me?"
"What do you think? Didn't you want me to see you?"
Xie Yuan became depressed again when she brought this up. After going through so much trouble, it turned out that Song Ling knew her true identity from the very beginning, but had been pretending not to remember her. She was really impressed. This person was not just cunning, but cunning from head to toe!
"What does Master think?"
Xie Yuan was speechless: "You've made yourself look like that, I think you really want to drive me crazy."
"Master really doesn't like me that way."
Xie Yuan nearly had a heart attack from anger: "If you keep spouting nonsense and distorting the facts, I'll..."
"What about Master?" Song Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold, but her tone became increasingly gentle.
Xie Yuan was shocked by his rapid change of expression, finally seeing what unpredictable moods were. He could only threaten others, but she wasn't afraid. "I'm ignoring you."
Song Ling: "No."
Xie Yuan: "It depends on your performance."
Song Ling frowned: "Master..."
Xie Yuan deliberately put on a stern face: "Shut up."
Song Ling nodded obediently: "........"
I definitely need to keep an eye on him; he's getting more and more rebellious.
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