Wan Jiao recognized the sword in Yun Luo's hand.
Back when Yunluo was still a leading figure among the younger generation in the metaphysical world, Master Songyun personally sought out a top-quality black iron that was only found once in a thousand years to forge a sword for him, named "Fusui".
The characters 扶 and 伏 share the same pronunciation, and '穗' and 邪祟 share the same pronunciation, meaning to subdue demons and monsters, and to cure all evil spirits in the world.
Yunluo once used this Fusui Sword to slay countless demons and evil spirits. Later, after the deaths of Danzhi and her daughter, he used this Fusui Sword to kill many people in the metaphysical world.
Now, it's even pointing its sword at itself.
Wan Jiao was truly heartbroken.
She met his cold gaze, her tone gentle yet firm, "If I insist on not leaving, will you really kill me with the Fu Sui sword?"
Will it?
Yunluo hadn't thought of that.
Noticing the slight hesitation in his eyes, Wan Jiao pressed her advantage, saying, "Senior brother, I can let you see Dan Zhi and her daughter. Do you want to see them?"
Think about it.
Yunluo dreams of it.
Unfortunately, despite cultivating the Tao for so many years and summoning souls thousands of times, he never succeeded even once...
Thinking of Wan Jiao's even more outstanding talent than his, Yun Luo excitedly dropped the sword in his hand and grabbed her shoulders with both hands, "Wan Wan, can you really let me see them, mother and daughter?"
"Hmm." Wan Jiao had already calculated that Dan Zhi and her daughter's souls were still intact, but they had been sealed away, so it would take some effort. "I'll help my senior brother see them, but I also have some things that I need his help with."
Yunluo: "I will do anything within my power, even go through fire and water, without hesitation."
"You don't need to go through fire and water, senior brother. Just answer a few questions." After saying that, Wan Jiao asked directly, "Who is Ah Zhen? Why would you help a living soul possess such powerful abilities? Who wanted to kill Ye Jin? And are those little girls you captured still alive?"
Yunlu pondered for a long time before sighing and saying, "Azhen is Azhi's half-sister, a half-human, half-demon. I helped her because only her special half-human, half-demon bloodline can revive my and Azhi's daughter. As for Yejin... he got in someone's way, and they paid a lot of money to ask me to help."
Yunluo didn't mention those children at all.
Wan Jiao frowned. "Senior brother, what about the children?"
“They’re dead.” Yun Luo smiled bitterly. “They’re all dead. Their weak bodies simply couldn’t withstand the demonic power in Ah Zhen’s blood…”
Upon hearing this, Wan Jiao raised her hand and slapped Yun Luo across the face. She used all her strength, causing blood to seep from the corner of Yun Luo's mouth and his handsome cheek to swell up high.
"Master Songyun imparted all his knowledge to you in the hope that you would carry forward the Jiuyun Temple and protect this region. But what have you done? Do you have any respect for the Master's spirit in heaven?"
Yunluo didn't speak.
In fact, the moment he betrayed Jiuyun Temple in order to be with Danzhi, he was destined to live a life of regret for failing his mentor's cultivation and upbringing.
Yunluo remained silent, but Wanjiao had to continue.
"There's something you probably don't know, Senior Brother: In this world, besides the will of Heaven, no one can bring you and Danzhi's daughter back to life. That Ah Zhen has been lying to you from the very beginning."
"Impossible!" Yunluo exclaimed anxiously. "Azhen said she was 100% sure."
“She’s using you.” Wan Jiao didn’t care about Yun Luo’s feelings at all and told him everything she knew. “Originally, I couldn’t understand why she was willing to risk her life to cultivate her soul even though her lifespan hadn’t ended. But when you said she was half-human and half-demon, I understood. She actually wanted to defy fate and change her destiny from a half-demon to a true demon.”
“Senior brother, the children you captured for her weren’t unable to withstand the demonic power in her blood. It’s just that she harmed them all, pretending to be devoured by demonic power… There’s one more thing I need to tell you: the souls of Dan Zhi and her daughter have been sealed away, very close to you.”
If Yun Luo found Wan Jiao's earlier account of A Zhen's situation absurd and confusing, he was even more bewildered now that she said his wife and daughter were sealed away, and in a place very close to him.
"Wanwan, I was once a genius esoteric practitioner who was highly regarded in the world of metaphysics. Now you are questioning me..."
Wan Jiao knew Yun Luo was arrogant and wouldn't believe her. Too lazy to waste words, she unleashed a burst of spiritual energy at the two memorial tablets behind him. With a "bang," the tablets fell to the ground and broke in half.
Because the container used to set up the seal broke, it activated a hidden special sealing array, and Yunluo and Wanjiao were both sucked in.
Dan Zhi is a demon whose soul has been sealed for a long time. She also has to protect her young daughter as she grows up. At this time, she is extremely weak and her soul could be scattered at any moment.
She was sitting under a tree with a little girl, about five or six years old, sleeping soundly on her lap.
Her hand gently stroked the little girl's hair, and her words were filled with extreme sorrow, "Mu'er, Mother may never be able to stay with you again..."
After many years, upon seeing his wife Danzhi again, Yunluo was instantly moved to tears and ran over to her like a madwoman, calling out, "Azhi?"
Upon hearing Yunluo's voice, Danzhi felt somewhat dazed.
Is she really going to disappear? That's why she's having auditory hallucinations.
Seeing that Danzhi did not react, Yunluo hurriedly walked up to Danzhi and said, "Azhi, it's me, it's Yunluo."
Dan Zhi's eyes were unfocused; she couldn't see Yun Luo.
No, to be more precise, she can't see anything; she's blind now.
Yun Luo realized this too, and the grown man immediately covered his face and burst into tears, "A-Zhi, I'm sorry, I'm late. I'm so sorry..."
Yunluo's cries finally made Danzhi gradually realize that perhaps this was not a hallucination, perhaps... he really had come.
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