Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 341 The Identity of the Venerable Zhengyang
There were strong winds and rain, lightning and thunder.

Ji Xueruo was stunned by the sudden appearance of the girl in purple skirt. How could someone approach her quietly in front of the Snake Ancestor?
Ji Xueruo found it difficult to describe the feeling that this girl gave people. She was very beautiful, with purple hair that sparkled in the firelight, but the roots of her hair were still silky black, obviously dyed purple.

Good and evil are intertwined on the left and right halves of her face, and her temperament of both good and evil gives her a unique beauty.

Ji Xueruo had no time to appreciate other people's beauty. She was almost suffocated and couldn't speak at all.

The brief moment of shock could not stop the power bursting out of her body. She felt a burning pain all over her body, as if all the blood in her body began to boil.

The girl in purple skirt leaned forward and put her hands on Ji Xueruo's snake head.

"If you accept the blood of sin, then you are a sinner!"

The girl in the purple dress was no longer calm and was obviously a little anxious.

Ji Xueruo didn't care about that. Behind the girl, You Suzheng was once again knocked away by the giant snake's head.

"I know you want to save him! So do I! But you'll only destroy yourself by doing this!"

A magic circle appeared in the palm of the purple-dressed girl's hand, and a refreshing feeling flowed into Ji Xueruo's snake head.

But what calmed Ji Xueruo down was not this insignificant calming spell, but the girl's words "I want it too".

Ji Xueruo stared at the little man in front of her. The girl in the purple skirt read the meaning in her eyes and pursed her lips and said:
"You don't have to know who I am, you just need to know that I'm here to help you."

The girl's voice was as clear as a spring, telling the story in a gentle and leisurely manner.

Ji Xueruo didn't believe this. It would be more accurate to say that he came to help You Su rather than to help her.

The girl in the purple skirt seemed to understand Ji Xueruo's meaning. She lost her temper and stopped covering up:
"To help him, of course!"

The girl simply withdrew her hand and continued without giving Ji Xueruo time to react:

"The Qi Snake is trying to force the dragon blood out of your body! It was nailed here because of that thing! It lay dormant for thousands of years just to take it back! The power you feel now requires a price to pay!"

Ji Xueruo was stunned for a moment. After hearing the reminder from the unknown girl, the restlessness of her body calmed down for a moment, but it was followed by a more intense struggle.

"You're crazy!" The girl in the purple dress looked at her in disbelief. "Do you think your sacrifice will be heroic? You're stupid!"

Ji Xueruo, however, shifted her gaze away from the girl in purple dress, and stared with her pale snake pupils at the ancient giant snake that was raising its head and spitting out its tongue high up in the sky.

This unyielding look seemed to be saying, "Aren't you going to devour me? Then come on!"

The girl in the purple dress seemed to be in a trance. She stared at the white snake in a daze, then her gloomy expression disappeared and she actually laughed:

"One or two...it seems that those he likes are all crazy!"

She also raised her head, and her voice suddenly became broad:

"I'm not here to help you, I'm here to kill you! Master's mission is to stop Qi Snake from reviving. If I kill you now, your dragon blood will completely rot in your bones, and Qi Snake will never get what she dreams of! But I suddenly changed my mind. I have to complete the mission anyway, but I have a more exciting plan--"

Ji Xueruo lowered her snake pupils, she heard what the girl said.

"Eat her before she eats you!!"

Ji Xueruo's pale snake pupils were suddenly covered with a layer of brilliant golden light, and she felt something emerging from her forehead like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground.

It seemed as if the heavy rain would never stop. The mournful roar of the giant whales resounded through heaven and earth. It was like a ballad from ancient times, a magnificent piece of music for this ultimate battle that would overturn the five continents.

Qi Snake noticed the transformation of her prey in her cage, but there was no fear in her black agate-like snake eyes. Instead, she was filled with joy for the upcoming harvest.

Ji Xueruo's snake body began to swell rapidly, and she actually pushed away the Qi snake's bindings. The girl in purple skirt had risen and landed on a tall tree where no one noticed.

As the fire flickered, beside her, a man with a distorted face and unrecognizable features appeared with his hands behind his back.

"Master."

The girl bowed, but couldn't help feeling uneasy about her own self-assertion.

Letting Ji Xueruo counterattack Qi Snake is tantamount to a huge gamble, and it is almost a losing one.

She sighed in her heart once again. The Master's face was so terrifying that it was impossible to describe it in words. Even the most naughty child would stop crying the moment he saw this face.

The disfigured man nodded slowly, "Well, you did a good job."

Zi Yiyi was obviously a little stunned. She had always acted smart and clever in front of this new master she had worshipped half a year ago, but now she still showed a hint of doubt:
"Master wants her to live?"

"I never wished her death."

The disfigured man's voice was a gentle one that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance. It always made people feel like they were in a spring breeze, as if the raging war around him had nothing to do with him.

"But if she is devoured by the Qi snake, Wuzhou will be in great trouble."

Zi Yiyi didn't understand why her master was so calm, as if he believed that the weak Ji Xueruo would be able to counterattack and defeat such a powerful ancient snake god.

"No, as long as she dares, she can definitely do it." The disfigured man answered firmly.

Zi Yiyi raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

"Because there are some people in this world who can do whatever they want to do." The disfigured man answered softly.

"Is this the so-called child of destiny?" Zi Yiyi didn't understand, but she envied such a person.

Unexpectedly, the disfigured man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No, no, it's just because these people have some amazing backers..."

"Backstage?"

Zi Yiyi became even more confused after hearing this. After becoming the master's disciple, she had a deeper understanding of the entire Five Continents.

The snake clan is now in decline, and this young clan leader lost her mother at a young age. Her enemy is her own father. Such a poor person can only rely on herself, and she can lead the snake clan to prosperity only by relying on her own ability.

How can such a person have any backing?

"Yes, her background is extraordinary..." The disfigured man looked at the sky with a sense of loss.

In the sky?! Zi Yiyi was even more shocked. Her first reaction was that it referred to Ji Xueruo’s deceased mother, but she was very smart and immediately remembered the story her master had told her before the mission started, which was about the origin of the snake clan.

Zi Yiyi didn’t know whether people would really fly to heaven after they died, but she knew that there were really people in heaven, and there were five of them!
In order to punish the Qi Snake for having an affair with the foreign demon, the Immortal Ancestor Xing Zhao stripped it of its bloodline that it had obtained through unjust means, and then used it to breed the snake clan.

Could it be that the powerful Immortal Ancestor guessed that the Qi Snake was not dead at all, and thus left a backup plan?

And the backup plan is the snake clan that inherited the blood of sin!
"But if she devoured the Qi snake... wouldn't that be another Qi snake?"

Zi Yiyi could not hide her shock, but facing this master who seemed to know everything, she still chose to ask about her doubts.

"Shh..."

The disfigured man raised his index finger to make a silencing gesture, turned his eyes away, and reminded quietly:
"There is a god three feet above your head."

The original intention of this sentence was to persuade people to reflect on themselves at all times, but Zi Yiyi understood that the master's words were literal. Those who talk nonsense about the immortal ancestors will be punished by heaven, which is the natural law that all cultivators tacitly accept.

The disfigured man looked at Zi Yiyi lovingly. It was obvious that he liked this new disciple very much. It was as if he saw his own shadow in Zi Yiyi.

"Follow your senior brother and be a good evil cultivator. You don't need me for future cultivation."

How can someone call himself an evil cultivator? What's the difference between this and advising others to be a good bad person...

Zi Yiyi's resentment disappeared in an instant, and she was quickly attracted by the second half of the disfigured man's words.

This sentence does not sound like an attempt to expel accomplished disciples from the sect, but rather like an aging teacher saying goodbye to his disciples.

During the past six months since she became a disciple, she has been in shock and has been full of admiration for this master who is almost omniscient and omnipotent, just as much as when she first met Master Hua Jing.

Strictly speaking, this was the first sect where Zi Yiyi formally became a disciple and learned skills. Even though it was an evil sect, when she heard the disfigured man's farewell words, deep in her heart she actually felt a bit reluctant to part with the evil cultivator she hated the most.

"Master... I don't have a senior brother, only a senior sister. My senior brother died under the sword of Master Lian Jian a year ago." Zi Yiyi replied.

Upon hearing this, the disfigured man bowed his head in embarrassment, smiled twice, and apologized:
"I have accepted so many disciples in my life that I have forgotten who is who. Then follow your senior sister and learn well. She is also a good kid."

Zi Yiyi didn't plan to continue asking. She wasn't even sure if her master really remembered who her senior sister was. It wasn't the first time that she had mistakenly called her senior sister Cai Ling as Shu Hua. Her senior sisters were used to it, but she still found it a little unbelievable.

A person who can remember so many things but cannot remember the name of his disciple.

The reason given by the master was also very absurd, 'I have accepted too many disciples in this life', but she and her senior sister were the only two left in the sect.

"Master, do you remember my name?" Zi Yiyi asked for the first time. This man had never called her by her name before.

"Zi Yiyi." The disfigured man answered softly, "I am the last disciple in this life, so of course I must remember your name."

These words made Zi Yiyi feel secretly flattered, but she felt a deeper sadness in these words.

"Master, did you deliberately not remember your disciple's name?"

After half a year of getting along, Zi Yiyi knew that the disfigured man rarely told his disciples anything other than the mission, but today's master was a little special, like the last tenderness before parting, which gave her the courage to ask more questions.

"I have sent away so many disciples. If every one of them remembered, the sorrow would be enough to crush my will. How could I possibly live to see the day of atonement?" The disfigured man closed his eyes. His eyes were the only intact part of his face.

Zi Yiyi seemed to be lost in thought. Her master had a well-proportioned figure and a clear voice. Apart from his face, he didn't look like an old man at all. But she knew that her master must have lived for a very long time, otherwise how could he know so many secrets.

It seems that the Master's reasons are not groundless. He really has accepted many disciples, and it is possible that he did not use the identity of an evil cultivator at all.

"Master, am I leaving?" Zi Yiyi asked softly.

"Yeah... the world doesn't need me anymore." The disfigured man sighed, "I'm just a sinner who wants to make up for my unforgivable sins. Now it's time for me to accept my own judgment."

Zi Yiyi seemed a little dazed after hearing what she heard. She didn't know what sins her master had committed, nor did she know what kind of judgment he would face, but she knew that after tonight, the world would really undergo drastic changes.

The disfigured man looked at the two giant snakes, one black and one white, that were fighting each other. He smiled and then disappeared like smoke in the wind.

Zi Yiyi did not try to persuade him to stay, because she was so surprised that she forgot to do so.

She saw clearly the eyes of the man before he left. Those eyes were burning like the sun.

She had only seen such sacred eyes in one person, and that was the almighty Immortal Zhengyang.

The confusion of identity caused her great doubts. She thought she was an evil cultivator who took a huge risk to sneak under the nose of the True Immortal and secretly implement the conspiracy. But now she found that the True Immortal Zhengyang, whom she was always on guard against, was the one who gave her the task?
The disfigured face of her master appeared in her mind again, the burned flesh twisted together like a flowing whirlpool.

Zi Yiyi suddenly had a strong intuition that this face could take on any appearance, and the Immortal Zhengyang was not his true identity.

“Who…are you…?”

……

In the center of the ruins, two giant snakes wrestled with each other like fighting dragons, and violent wind and rain swept across the earth.

The evil tide coming from the north was no longer human, but real evil spirits. Each of them was like a monster beyond imagination, with a stench from the bottom of the sea.

Those evil puppets that had previously been chasing and blocking the survivors now became their umbrellas and engaged in a fierce battle with these evil spirits.

Fu Heng acted decisively and immediately led all the survivors to leave. This was not a place for them to stay any longer, and retreating to the south was their only way to survive.

This is the real hell.

You Su was a monster with pitch-black eyes, and Ji Xueruo was a giant snake with a snow-white body. They never said a word to each other, but they understood each other so well that it seemed as if they were in sync with each other.

One is fighting against the evil tide rolling in from the north, and the other is fighting with his ancestor from thousands of years ago.

They have absolute trust in each other and completely trust each other.

You Su had become mad with killing, and cutting these evil creatures of flesh and blood would bring him a real pleasure.

Ji Xueruo responded to the roar of the blood in her body. No one is destined to be anyone else's prey.

This struggle between them seemed to last until heaven and earth were dark, and in this huge world, there were only two monsters to keep each other company.

(End of this chapter)