Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 104 First Encounter with Heavenly Thunder
The fine rain, like silk threads, gently sprinkled onto the rain-covered platform, creating a thin layer of mist.

The distant mountains appeared and disappeared in the rain and mist, as if shrouded in a mysterious veil.

The trees around Tianyutai were exceptionally green after being washed by the rain, with glistening water droplets hanging on their leaves.

Shen Anzhi slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled wisps of black air.

She couldn't help but feel nervous. She was turning to the dark side, and if things didn't improve, she would end up like Kui Ran.

She tried with difficulty to stand up, but found that she could not.

His legs were so withered they looked like skeletons, completely unable to support his body.

At this moment, Shen Anzhi's heart underwent a great change, from despair to eventual acceptance.

She dragged her heavy body and laboriously climbed towards the edge of Tianyu Terrace, thinking that she would jump down and end it all.

As the sun slowly rose, she noticed that a dark cloud was still following her.

"Kui Ran, is that you? Kui Ran?"

Shen Anzhi called out to the black mist behind her several times, but received no response. She felt as if she had been abandoned by the world.

Her eyes were empty and lost, just as lost as when she was first punished and sent to the Sanqing Blessed Land. Gazing at the vast sea of ​​clouds in the distance, her heart was filled with endless sorrow.

The wind blew her hair wildly, making it dance wildly around her pale cheeks.

Her former high spirits had vanished. Looking at the inscription on the stone tablet about Meng Hong, the demon slayer who earned ten coins, she recalled the path she had walked, as if it were a distant dream.

"Heh, I didn't expect it to end like this."

Shen Anzhi casually picked up the demon-slaying gourd, and mimicking Kui Ran's previous actions, he looked up, closed his eyes, and took a deep sip of wine.

The spicy liquid flowed down my throat, igniting a blazing fire within me.

As the wine flowed into her sorrowful heart, it transformed into endless感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings). She felt the power of the wine spreading through her body, as if it could temporarily make her forget all her troubles and pain. Each sip of wine carried a sense of boldness and unrestrained spirit, a quality she had honed in the world of martial arts.

While drinking, her eyes were sometimes hazy, sometimes resolute. In the hazy moments, she seemed to see her past self, naive and easily deceived; in the resolute moments, an indomitable fighting spirit surged within her, telling her that she could not be defeated by adversity.

When he was young, Shen Anzhi looked down at the Tianyu Terrace, where clouds and mist swirled, obscuring the bottom.

She considered taking her own life and ending it all. But a sense of resentment lingered within her; she refused to be defeated by fate. Yet, at that moment, she found no strength or courage to go on.

Tears silently streamed down her face, dripping onto the cold rocks. She didn't know where the future lay, only feeling like a lonely figure on the edge of a cliff, forgotten by the world.

"Sect Leader, it's all Shen Anzhi's fault. I can't complete the task you assigned me."

Shen Anzhi felt guilty, thinking of how Master Yuxu had risked his life to send her out of the Wind and Thunder Tower so that she could ask Master Tianlei of Wugong Mountain for help. But now, looking at her crippled legs, she was powerless to help.

call……

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the black mist that had been surrounding him slowly drifted away with the wind.

"Hehe, you're leaving too. Go on, all of you, go on."

Shen Anzhi slowly placed the demon-slaying gourd on the ground, shook his head in despair, and tried his best to move his body towards the edge of the cliff.

whoosh...

bump……

Suddenly, a silver light flashed across the sky, and a Taoist priest arrived on a sword. He wore a white Taoist robe, his long hair fluttering in the wind, exuding an otherworldly and extraordinary aura.

The longsword gleamed with a cold light in the morning light, and there seemed to be a surge of air around its blade.

The Taoist stood steadily on the sword, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his eyes deep and calm.

As he approached, a powerful aura swept over them, directly suppressing the surrounding demonic energy.

He embodies both the ethereal and transcendent qualities of Taoism and the perseverance and courage of a chivalrous knight-errant.

As he landed beside Shen Anzhi, the light on the sword gradually faded, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The Taoist priest looked at Shen Anzhi quietly, his eyes revealing a hint of concern and understanding. His arrival was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope and warmth to Anzhi in his despair.

Before he could even exchange words with Shen Anzhi, the Taoist slowly raised his hands and began chanting incantations.

As he chanted his incantation, the surrounding air seemed to surge, and a mysterious power gradually coalesced.

With a flick of his finger, a beam of light shot out, instantly enveloping the black mist that was about to drift away.

The light acted like a soft shield, isolating the black energy from the outside world.

Then, the Taoist priest moved his hands, drawing mysterious runes that shimmered with strange light in the air and slowly drifted toward the chaotic black mist.

As the runes drew closer, the black mist seemed to be summoned and began to drift back.

Finally, the Taoist priest clasped his hands together, and the light vanished instantly, the black energy was successfully absorbed.

He let out a soft breath, a hint of fatigue on his face.

"Taoist Master, where are you taking him?" Shen Anzhi knew that the black energy that the Taoist Master had just taken away might be Kui Ran.

The Taoist priest slowly walked to Shen Anzhi's side and asked, "Young lady, are you a member of the Three Pure Ones?"

Shen Anzhi looked at the Taoist priest and nodded: "Yes, I am a sinner of the Three Pure Ones, Shen Anzhi."

The Taoist priest's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated and stopped.

"Come, get up." The Taoist priest was about to reach out to help him up when he realized that Shen Anzhi's lower body had been completely corroded. He sighed, "Ah... thankfully it's not too late, not too late."

After speaking, the Taoist priest concentrated a stream of true energy in his palm and then struck Shen Anzhi's back with a heavy blow.

Pfft... Ah...

Shen Anzhi felt a stream of clear water gushing from his mouth, but it was all just clumps of foul-smelling black gas.

The demonic energy was suppressed by the Taoist priest, and his legs, which had been almost completely corroded, slowly regained their strength.

"Master, thank you for saving my life, thank you! Could you tell me how to get to Wugong Mountain?" Shen Anzhi immediately knelt down to express his gratitude: "I, I, our sect leader said that we must find Daoist Tianlei to stop the black python."

The Taoist priest reached out to help Shen Anzhi up, and said with a kind expression, "I am Taoist Master Tianlei of Wugong Mountain."

"Master, Master, waaaaaah!" Shen Anzhi could no longer hold back and immediately threw himself at Master Tianlei's feet, bursting into tears.

Master Tianlei stroked Shen Anzhi's head, his eyes filled with sorrow, and said, "Last night, I observed the celestial phenomena and discovered that thunderbolts pierced the sky in the Sanqing area. I knew that something had happened to Kui Ran. Just now, his spiritual power almost drifted away to the demon realm with the wind."

"Daoist Master, it's all my fault." Shen Anzhi kept blaming himself.

Master Tianlei helped Shen Anzhi up and said, "This is not your fault. The giant python has emerged from the mountain; this is the Tribulation of the Three Pure Ones."