Chapter 43: The Restless

The few of them hesitated for a moment, and He Cen frowned slightly, "But with your current strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed in revenge, right?"

"What's the name of your enemy? Is there any way to track him down?"

At this point, Jiang Yao had nothing to hide, so he said directly, "His name is Tian Yin. He was the state teacher of my Xijun State at that time. He was also known as Buxiu Sanren. I don't know what situation he is in now."

He Cen glanced at the four big guys and saw them shaking their heads, probably because they had never heard of him and didn't know him.

"So many years have passed, how can you be sure that he is still alive and well in the cultivation world?"

Jiang Yao twirled the handkerchief in her hand, "You have all seen the camphor forest outside the Jiaochang Ancient City, right? That is his masterpiece. The cruelty has not dissipated until now. The thief must still be alive. He just wants to use this to trap me and Gu Lang. If it weren't for the kindness of the young master, I'm afraid we would never be able to leave there for the rest of our lives."

"He sealed the ancient city there, not allowing outsiders to enter, and not allowing people inside to leave. Fortunately, there was a blessed land in the city. I went in at that time and found this method of replenishing souls. I used it on Gu Lang. I wanted to come out together to take revenge after success. Who knew that after so many years, it would still end up like this..."

She spoke slowly, and it seemed as if these old memories had touched the scars on her heart.

He Cen and the others did not want to ask more questions, thinking that as a princess, she would not have ended up like this unless she was in desperate situation. But unexpectedly, Jiang Yao continued to talk a little more.

"At that time, my father was bewitched by him and became obsessed with the way of immortality. The evil cultivator kept making suggestions, causing my father to ignore state affairs and chaos in the West County."

"At that time, the border was in danger, and my Gu Lang was on the battlefield. Our wedding was originally scheduled for March, but he left and it was more than two years later. My father was stupid, and the people in the country complained. We couldn't even get food and grass for my Gu Lang..."

She didn't say anything more about the rest of the conversation. He Cen and the others could guess a little. Seeing Jiang Yao wipe away her tears, she slowly spoke again, "Later, I took the initiative to go to marry him. I met him once at the border, and there was no news from him since then."

"After my brother took the throne of Xijun State, the country was purged, and the state teacher fled without a trace."

"Later, Jiaochang was governed very well by Gu Lang, and it gradually prospered, gradually exerting pressure on the neighboring Jiaolang Kingdom."

"Someone offered a plan to the ruler of the Coyote Country, and as a result, an incurable plague broke out in the ancient city. I accidentally discovered Tian Yin's plan, and wanted to tell my Gu Lang, but he caught me and abandoned me in the ancient city, inciting the people and trying to execute me."

When she said this, her whole body began to tremble, with a helpless and terrified look on her face. She felt that the memory must be extremely unbearable and terrifying, so much so that just mentioning the memory was like a nightmare that lingered in her mind.

Seeing that she couldn't continue, He Cen quickly transferred some of his spiritual power to her, "Princess, don't force yourself. If what happened yesterday is hard for you to understand, we won't listen to it. Just take care of yourself."

It might have been a long time since anyone had truly cared about her. Jiang Yao's tears suddenly fell. She couldn't control her emotions and cried for a long time before she managed to calm down.

Anyone who sees a woman crying so aggrievedly would feel uncomfortable.

From her story, it is not difficult to infer that the people in the ancient city originally lived and worked in peace and contentment, but now, because of the poisoning by the people of the Coyote Country, the plague is raging. She, a Coyote countryman who had married there, was thrown here by Tian Yin, and then everyone's emotions were incited. How concretely should all the hatred be inflicted on a woman like her?

Jiang Yao wiped away her tears and continued the topic after a long while. "In short... Tian Yin's methods were vicious. He was collecting resentment to practice his evil magic. Gu Cheng was just the abandoned child he chose to sacrifice."

"Gu Lang and I were unable to escape together. He died miserably to save me, but I was ultimately incompetent and was thrown back by that evil cultivator."

"That day, the city was on fire. I had no hope of survival. I was filled with hatred and later hanged myself on the city gate tower."

Throughout history, there have been many people who practiced this kind of sinister technique. When Buxiu Sanren was the national teacher, he was able to use such cruel methods. Presumably, his actions in the world of cultivation would not be much better.

No wonder the ancient city has not been breached for so many years. The resentment behind the Heaven's permission for the princess to perform the forbidden technique on the young general must be overwhelming.

After hearing what He Cen and the others said, they really didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

Although he had read many stories, He Cen had never experienced it before. This incident caused such a big stir, no wonder he felt so much merit at the time.

The little sword spirit tilted his head and asked Bo Lou and the others, "Do you have someone like Bu Xiu San Ren in your demon sect?"

The Demon Lord was stunned, and then he said with a sullen face, "Hey, we in the Demonic Path are not the place where just any rubbish can sneak in, okay?"

"Don't think that evil cultivators are necessarily from our side, okay?"

The vinegar was so strong that several people nearby couldn't help laughing.

He Cen also reacted and made him unhappy, then smiled flatteringly, "That's not what I meant. You are the powerful Demon Lord, I think you know a lot~"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you get angry and become sick, no one can help you."

Bo Lou crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "I will never get sick."

He Cen quickly came around him and fanned him, "Calm down, you have so much anger in you, it's not good to have such a bad temper."

"Give me some face~"

The little sword spirits were circling around him, and Jun Chao and the others were obviously not happy about it. "That's enough, He He is trying to persuade you to stop while you are ahead. Stop being so pretentious!"

"We He He are still injured, stop bullying us!"

Bo Lou had something to say that was stuck in his chest and he was almost so angry that he started a fight with Jun Chao.

When his eyes met He Cen's beautiful smile, he forced himself to hold back his smile.

"I don't know what Bu Xiu San Ren is. This evil cultivator's methods are cruel. If he were to do anything, he wouldn't dare let us know."

This is indeed the truth. After all, the overall environment of the cultivation world depends entirely on the maintenance of these big guys. If there are such sinister people, not only are they murderous, but they also affect the fortunes of the mortal world. If they are discovered by Jun Chao and the others, they will definitely be punished.

The murderous aura from these people in Bo Lou is also serious, but it is purely bellicosity. If you are not looking for trouble and are not calculating, they will not target you at will.

But the evil cultivator that the princess was talking about was completely against the ways of living beings. Even if such a person continued to practice, the backlash he would suffer would certainly be very serious. I think he must have been plagued by illness over the years and his life would not be easy.

"Don't worry. He may have changed his appearance and changed his name over the years. There is no rush for revenge."