Chapter 143 Without respect, there is no love
Mu Jianjian thought that if they were going to fight, they should fight. However, the woman in front of her kept instilling her ideas in her. Even though the other party wanted to kill them, her gaze remained calm throughout.
"Miss Tamao, where does your fear come from?" A murky droplet of water condensed at her fingertips and gathered around her. "I know him, and I trust him."
Linghu Zhuxu was somewhat surprised to hear the girl address her like that, as it had been a long time since anyone had called her that in her memory.
“Even if this matter is discussed, others will only think of you.” Mu Jianjian’s cold gaze met the thin, fine silk in the air, the Yellow Spring Water acting as a solid protective barrier, enveloping her within it. “Only you.”
Seeing that her spiritual connection had been severed once again, Linghu Zhuxu looked at the girl's face, feeling displeased.
What is she anyway?
Who are you trying to impress with this pretentious act?
"Five-Step Soul Guidance—" She channeled her energy and swiftly activated a spell in front of her blood-red body. Linghu Zhuxu sneered, "That monster with heterochromia, didn't I raise him? Now he not only killed Yulang, but also wants to kill me, and you're blaming me for everything?"
She originally intended to use an easier method to control this person in order to provoke her son, but if the divine sense technique didn't work, she wouldn't be surprised if she used a more ruthless secret technique in return.
Mu Jianjian frowned, and in a moment of respite from the battle, she placed the semi-conscious Linghu Zhuoyu under the peach tree, instructing Xiaohua to protect him. Then, she used her pupil technique to stand in front of the woman again and stared at her.
"No, Miss Zhuxu, when you were criticizing Linghu Zhuoyu, did you ever think about what you had done to him?"
In fact, Linghu Zhuxu felt nothing when faced with the girl's questioning.
In her heart, Linghu Zhuoyu's life was given to him by her.
A born heterochromatic monster doesn't deserve to live in this world.
Linghu Zhuxu easily neutralized the girl's ticklish true energy, raised his hand to form a formation and stepped in front of her, only to hear her say again.
"Miss Zhuxu, what did you do to Young Master An back then that made him leave without a second thought?"
"Ta-da!"
The hairpin collided with the air, and Mu Jianjian dodged backward. She gently supported her right hand, which was torn at the base of her thumb, with her left hand, and turned her head away from the woman's angry and disgusted expression.
"He abandoned me after taking advantage of me, he failed to keep his promise, and he chose to leave me and marry someone else while I was pregnant and giving birth!" Mu Jianjian's words were like a jolt to a person who was having a beautiful dream, shattering her illusory world.
“All I wanted was to see him every moment,” Linghu Zhuxu said, her eyes blazing with fury. “What’s wrong with using magic to turn him back to the time when he still loved me?”
Sure enough, the mood changed completely when Young Master An was mentioned.
"You didn't turn him back to how he was back then. You just used a secret technique to control him. You are the one who is immersed in the past, you are the one who is taking your anger out on Linghu Zhuoyu, you are the selfish one, and you are the indifferent one."
"Miss Tamao, you should know that the most basic condition for love is respect."
"Without respect, there can be no love."
Mu Jianjian uttered her words softly. Seeing the moment when the woman opposite her was in a daze, she raised her left hand, and the Yellow Spring Water droplets that had been condensing around her gathered into a river, swirling up the scattered cherry blossom petals and rushing towards the woman!
"Entering the Underworld—"
She doesn't need some young girl to teach her what love is!
As Linghu Zhuxu's aura surged, in a moment of distraction, she felt herself being pulled into the third realm. Her entire body was enveloped in a layer of transparent water mist, and her cultivation was being absorbed by the turbid water. The girl's resounding voice echoed in her mind.
A very powerful secret technique.
Linghu Zhuxu slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again. She suppressed all her emotions, her smile pure and kind, and cried out, "Ten Steps to Soul Exchange—"
Yulang, after you kill these two disgusting people, she will come to keep you company.
Mu Jianjian took a deep breath. She suddenly felt endless true energy surging into the woman's body, which was enveloped by the Yellow Spring Water. Her intuition told her that something was wrong.
"Sister—run! Get out of there quickly!"
When Linghu Zhuoyu regained consciousness and saw this scene, blood uncontrollably gushed from the corner of his mouth. He touched his pulse, trying to forcefully reverse the flow to restore his true energy.
He stared intently at the two figures intersecting in the air, and roared at the girl's back after hearing what Linghu Zhuxu said.
Ten Steps to Soul Transformation!
For laymen who don't understand formations, there is absolutely no way to break it. After their soul leaves their body and is imprisoned in one place, they die silently without being noticed by anyone.
Linghu Zhuoyu was anxious and was about to gather his energy to rush to the young lady's side, but after being broken by the demonic possession, he suffered severe internal injuries and could not count how many bones were broken in his chest. The result of forcibly circulating his energy was coughing and tearing pain.
"Hiss hiss hiss~" Little Flower perched on Linghu Zhuoyu's shoulder, looking concerned.
“Xiao Hua, I hate that I can’t protect her,” Linghu Zhuoyu said with a bitter smile, taking out the pills stored in the silver bracelet and swallowing them. “Besides, now that we’ve fought, I can’t hide any of my secrets anymore. How am I supposed to face her?”
His past, which he had always tried to hide, is now being torn apart and exposed to the people he cares about most because of his loved ones.
Linghu Zhuoyu once told Mu Jianjian in the secret realm that his inner demon was his father, but that's not entirely true. His unbearable pain stemmed from his parents.
The mother was extremely controlling and ruthless, while the father was cowardly and timid, and dared not take any responsibility.
Linghu Zhuoyu had never dared to face it before, but after meeting Mu Jianjian in the secret realm, he was gradually influenced by the girl and thus gained courage.
This is what she brought to him.
"Little Flower, do you think my sister will find me disgusting and distance herself from me after she finds out everything?" he murmured.
Xiao Hua shook her head frantically, but Linghu Zhuoyu took a deep breath and began to use his true energy to move his dislocated bones back into place, enduring the pain. He lowered his head and looked at his blood-stained hands, and gave a self-deprecating smile.
Just now, it was his sister who pulled him out of the endless abyss of pain when he fell into demonic possession.
How could a monster like him be worthy of standing beside such a wonderful older sister?
Linghu Zhuoyu looked up at the two figures whose divine senses collided in the air, and said slowly and deliberately, "No matter what, I will protect my sister, even if it costs me my life."
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