A swordsman's cultivation level will inevitably lead to killing.
Slaying the demon might provide her with an opportunity for enlightenment.
Song Tingwan nodded. "Since the sect leader has given instructions, I'm afraid you all know about the Demon King by now."
Song Siyao nodded, "Tomorrow all the sects and the eight great families will arrive, and the cultivators outside the city will also return. At that time, the city will be crowded with people. You will stay with me, and the day after tomorrow when I leave the city, you will stay with the people from the Sword Inquiry Sect."
A sect member will leave an elder to guard the city. The independent cultivators are not as powerful as the major sects, and they do not have high-end combat strength.
Song Tingwan was pleased with her sister's earnest instructions, but she had her own thoughts on the matter.
"We will return to the city tomorrow. There will definitely be many wounded. I will stay there to distribute medicines. The day after tomorrow, you will leave the city. You will face the powerful figures from the various sects and families of the Demon King, including the experts sent by various parties from the Cloud Peak. There is almost no danger in the city."
"Of course, if I am in danger that I cannot withstand, I will definitely take out my identity token to ask the sect elders for help."
She had just seen Qianyun, her master, Elder Yifeng, and even Shen Zhuochuan had come.
Demon King, Demon King, first and foremost, a demon.
The bloodline of the Shenzhuochuan dragon clan inherently suppresses those of lower bloodlines; whether beast or demon, none can contend with them.
"The Demon King has been born. Be careful when you leave the city. If it is a matter of life and death, open this box."
There is indeed danger.
Song Tingwan couldn't bear to see her younger sister risk her life.
The box she handed over was about half the size of her palm, pitch black and mysterious, subtly revealing something unusual.
Song Siyao instinctively refused, but she pulled his hand and placed it in her palm.
"It's for your life. If there's any danger, you absolutely must remember to open it."
The woman's eyes were intense, filled with both worry and a glimmer of light.
The things inside are probably not simple.
Just as Song Siyao grasped the small black box, the old man in her mind started shouting loudly.
"This is! An eighth-grade Bone-Regenerating Pill! An eighth-grade Divine Concealment Pill! And—"
The old man shouted until his throat was hoarse, making her head buzz, "This is!! The Five Elements Primordial Elixir!"
"Stop shouting."
Song Tingwan noticed that her younger sister's expression froze for a moment, then she frowned and looked cold, as if she was enduring something.
"Si Yao, what's wrong?"
Song Siyao shook her head, gripped the black box tightly, and stared intently at her. "Do you have something to save your life?"
Song Tingwan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Of course there are, your sister isn't that stupid."
The ingredients for the eighth-grade pill were hard to come by, but she kept quite a lot for herself. Connections were one thing, but her own and her family's lives were more precious.
"She still has more?! Quickly ask your sister if she has any Heavenly Pivot Soul-Building Pills!"
He will be reborn! He will be resurrected!!
This sword genius will show the current cultivation world what a true sword is!
The old man screamed in her mind, jumping and swaying so violently that her consciousness momentarily collapsed.
Clearly, the old man was too emotional.
Song Siyao closed his eyes, and his divine sense pressed down like a mountain, suppressing the old man's restless and jumping divine sense.
"Old man, calm down."
"The Heavenly Pivot Soul-Building Pill can revive you? Even if you had that pill, would the Heavenly Dao allow you to revive?"
Song Siyao spoke rationally, shattering his illusions.
She and the old man have been each other's only family since she became conscious. She sometimes finds him annoying, but if there is any hope of bringing the old man back to life, she will try her best.
However, under the rules of Heaven, she clearly felt the control over the old man.
After the old man shouted wildly twice, he was helplessly held down by the little girl's divine sense. In that instant, certain perceptions became clearer.
He should have died long ago, but Heaven spared his remnant soul, seemingly to guide this child.
But would the Heavenly Dao allow an ancient monster from ten thousand years ago to exist?
This wisp of divine consciousness would be struck by lightning if it spread too far; it could only move within a mile of the little girl's center.
He could not pass on his proud sword techniques, nor could he pass on the way of the sword, the heart of the sword, and the intent of the sword to the little girl.
Purely a useless early warning tool for little girls.
How can a proud and carefree genius swordsman find peace?
It would be better to let him die.
The old man's consciousness flickered, and he collapsed into Song Siyao's dantian, his consciousness slowly becoming transparent.
Why are you disappearing!
"I'll ask for you, and I'll try to find the Heavenly Soul-Building Pill for you. Don't worry."
The gossipy old man who had been a constant presence in her mind since childhood was in such a dejected state for the first time.
She panicked; the old man was her grandfather who had watched her grow up.
She didn't want him to disappear.
"Sister, do you have any Heavenly Pivot Soul-Building Pills? Can you refine them?"
Song Tingwan looked at her younger sister and remained silent for a moment, her face expressionless, but her expression kept changing.
Before she could even voice her concern, Song Siyao grabbed her hand, and the little wolf cub, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, was flustered for the first time.
Her heart leaped into her throat, and she grasped her sister's hand in return, earnestly reassuring her, "Don't rush, talk it out."
"Who needs the elixir, the Heavenly Pivot Soul-Building Pill…?"
Song Tingwan read the name of the pill, her eyes filled with complex emotions as she gently replied, "The Tianji Soul-Building Pill is a ninth-grade pill. I know the formula, but several of the ingredients used in the pill have disappeared from this realm."
This is a pill for rebuilding the soul and body, even rarer than an eighth-grade bone-regenerating pill. Unlike other pills, it can rebuild the soul and spirit, allowing one to rebuild a physical body even if one's divine consciousness is incomplete.
It's another ancient elixir formula.
The medicine's effects are similar to those of the legendary jade... Could it be that predecessor from the legendary jade?
Seeing that Si Yao was clearly distracted upon hearing this, I guessed that she was communicating with that senior.
She waited quietly, her gaze lowered as she recalled the contents of the book.
In Si Yao's previous life, it seems that the senior had left fragments of his divine consciousness within his younger sister's body.
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