So it turns out I'm the demon!

This girl really wants to kill me.

Jiang Mu was terrified and instinctively wanted to use teleportation.

But the next moment, countless ghostly threads wrapped him up like a silkworm cocoon, making it difficult for him to even lift a finger.

"Yu Xiaoqian, can't you wake up!"

Jiang Mu roared.

"wide awake?"

Yu Xiaoqian's lips curled into a smile, her eyes flashing with disdain.

"Of course I'm perfectly clear-headed, Jiang Mu. Do you think I'm still that silly, ignorant little girl I used to be?"

Back then, you deliberately pretended to be a weak and helpless scholar in front of me, feigning deep affection to gain my sympathy. You exploited my trust to enter that little world. Such a despicable and shameless scumbag, doesn't he deserve to die?

Jiang Mu was stunned and speechless after being scolded.

How come you've only recovered half of your memory?

What about the rest?

There are many sweet memories to come, so don't choose to selectively forget them.

However, the enraged Yu Xiaoqian clearly had no intention of reloading her memories. The pressure on her fingers suddenly increased, preparing to strike.

Just then, a golden karmic fire suddenly burst forth around Yu Xiaoqian.

The karmic fire spread outwards from the location of her heart.

"what!"

Yu Xiaoqian let out a painful scream, her grip on Jiang Mu's neck loosened, and she staggered and fell to the ground.

The girl's cold eyes shifted from time to time.

Sometimes clear, sometimes chaotic.

It's like two different personalities are negotiating and fighting.

Yu Xiaoqian quickly formed hand seals, continuously releasing the ghostly energy within her body to suppress the rampant Buddhist karmic fire.

As the two forces waned and clashed, the pain on the girl's face gradually subsided.

She closed her eyes and remained motionless, seemingly no longer moving.

Only the golden karmic fire and ghostly energy still intertwined around her.

On the other side, Jiang Mu stood up and touched the bloody marks on her neck where she had been choked, feeling a wave of fear.

I almost got physically exorcised by this little devil.

He looked at Yu Xiaoqian, who seemed to be recuperating, and murmured:

"This girl, I don't know what kind of weird stuff she ate outside. Now she's completely turned into a super villain." Jiang Mu began to have second thoughts.

Or... should we retreat first?

Once this girl wakes up, her memory progress bar might automatically load to 100%.

When they've figured things out, they'll naturally come back to Fazhou City to find me.

If I stay here now, what if she wakes up and her memory is still stuck at 50%? Wouldn't I be going to meet the King of Hell again?

Jiang Mu made up her mind and turned to leave.

But when he glanced at the lonely girl, his heart softened again.

No, what if Lady Painted Skin comes looking for her? This girl is currently in a state of unconscious repair; wouldn't she become a lamb to the slaughter? "Right, the Ghost Pill!"

Jiang Mu suddenly slapped his thigh.

Back in Yancheng, in order to save this girl and preserve her soul, he used the same cultivation method of the "Purple Mansion Covenant" to place a ghost pill containing his own star power inside her body.

Moreover, the ghost core inside this girl's body, after being modified and nourished by his magic slot cheat, had long been tainted with his original aura.

"Why don't we have a fellow practitioner try it?"

Jiang Mu pondered.

Perhaps we can take advantage of her current shutdown and sleep to conduct a joint practice.

On one hand, it can help her regulate the two turbulent energies within her body; on the other hand, it can investigate what evil entity is hidden within this girl that caused her to turn evil.

While we're at it, let's fill in the gaps in her memory.

Now's the time!

Jiang Mu no longer hesitated.

If we wait until she has fully integrated on her own, it will be too late to use the method of fellow practitioners to awaken her memories.

Jiang Mu picked up the girl and flew towards a secluded stone cave half-hidden by a mountain wall not far away. He casually set up a few restrictions at the entrance of the cave to conceal his presence, and then loosened his belt.

The main focus is on efficiency.

Inside the inn in Xiahe Town.

"Knock knock."

Two knocks sounded in the hallway.

Before anyone inside could answer, the guest room door creaked open from the outside.

Wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with an ethereal and otherworldly air, Mo Huaisu, holding a whisk, stepped into the house.

inside the house.

Bai Xiang sat by the bed, gently stroking Yuan Aqing's pale face as she slept on the bed.

She seemed oblivious to the sound of the door being pushed open.

She seemed to have anticipated the uninvited arrival of this Daoist sect leader.

Mo Huaisu gazed silently at Bai Xiang, then broke the silence after a long while:

"Back in Fazhou City, I tested Jiang Mushi. Wasn't it you who secretly broke my magic?"

Bai Xiang didn't reply.

Neither admitting nor denying.

Mo Huaisu continued:

"Looking at the world today, there are very few female cultivators with such unfathomable cultivation."

Yet you willingly conceal your true appearance and aura, hiding in the marketplace like an ordinary person with no cultivation... After repeatedly considering this in my mind, I have roughly guessed a person's name.

However, this humble Taoist priest cannot be completely certain.

Hearing this, Bai Xiang smiled, gently stroking Yuan Aqing's delicate cheek with the back of her fingers, and parted her red lips slightly:

"Oh? Who is it?"

Mo Huaisu shook his head slightly and said, "I will not make any conclusions or speak recklessly without absolute certainty."

However, I have not come here today to expose your identity. I simply have a question in my mind. With your cultivation level, why do you stay by Jiang Mu's side?

He even went so far as to disguise himself as a servant or steward?

What secrets does Jiang Mu hold that warrant such condescension from you, Your Excellency?

Bai Xiang did not answer Mo Huaisu's probing questions.

She gracefully rose from the bedside, put her hands behind her back, and slowly strolled around Mo Huaisu, sizing up this renowned and aloof female Taoist priest with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

An invisible sense of pressure made Mo Huaisu's neck inexplicably tense for a moment.

I heard...

Bai Xiang leaned closer to Mo Huaisu and asked,

"Sect Leader Mo, what you cultivate is the supreme Daoist path of 'Supreme Forgetfulness,' which prohibits the seven emotions and six desires?"

Mo Huaisu frowned slightly, wondering why the other party had suddenly changed the subject, but still responded coldly, "So what if it is?"

Bai Xiang chuckled softly:

"I'm very curious. Can Sect Leader Mo's so-called path of abstinence truly suppress desires?"

"With your cultivation and experience, you should already have the answer to this question in your heart."

Mo Huaisu said.

Bai Xiang's lips curled slightly as she reached out and brushed the silver strands of the other's whisk:

"The Great Dao is without emotion, but that does not mean it is without desire. If you have no desire, no wants, and no attachments in your heart, where will you find the Dao heart to tirelessly pursue the Great Dao?"

Simply suppressing and prohibiting is nothing more than drawing a circle around oneself and imprisoning oneself.

I sincerely suggest that you descend to the mortal realm and experience life with a man; it might actually benefit your stagnant spiritual cultivation.

Mo Huaisu looked at her with a strange expression:

"Could it be that you condescend to stay by Jiang Mu's side, willingly serving as a servant, simply because you have no desires and wish to savor something?" Bai Xiang rolled her eyes and pouted.

"I don't practice the path of abstinence, so what good things would I have? I'm staying by Jiang Mu's side for something else important. Of course, I have no obligation to tell you."

Mo Huaisu naturally did not believe her explanation.

Of course, she didn't believe that the woman in front of her would submit to Jiang Mu for the sake of love.

At their level, worldly love and affection have long been detached from them and become truly indifferent.

The other party's actions suggest they have a grand scheme.

Mo Huaisu cleared his mind of distractions and turned to the important matter at hand:

"I just noticed that Xiahe Town is shrouded in a sword aura. However, after several attempts to deduce its source, I have been unable to find the origin. Do you have any answers?"

Bai Xiang narrowed her deep phoenix eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips:

"Want to test whether I'll try to seize this opportunity? We'll have to see how things go."

If it's truly someone from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who's foolish enough to provoke me, I'll naturally go and take it. But then, will you come out and compete with me? No, I should ask that…”

Bai Xiang leaned forward slightly, a disdainful glint in his eyes. "You, Mo Huaisu, do you dare to compete with me?"

The candlelight flickered inside the room, and the two graceful figures that had been quiet on the wall began to tremble.

The shadow of the cypress tree grew clearer and clearer, exuding an imposing aura.

Mo Huaisu's shadow, however, had blurred edges and its outline curled inward, like a thin piece of paper being scorched by the blazing sun, being pushed off the wall by another, more powerful shadow.

Mo Huaisu felt immense pressure, and his breathing became slightly labored.

She gazed into Bai Xiang's eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Your Dao foundation is unstable."

Bai Xiang's lips curled up slightly:

"So, you think you can defeat me just because my foundation is unstable?"

"I know I am no match for him."

Mo Huaisu remained calm, "With your cultivation and foundation, even if your Dao foundation is damaged, you can still easily surpass me."

However, if you wish to kill me in this small river town, you will have to use all your strength.

Damaging your foundation is secondary; the real problem is that if your aura erupts and exposes your identity, wouldn't that be a greater loss than a gain?

Bai Xiang tilted her head, her slender fingers twirling a strand of hair at her temple, and said with a smile, "Can I take this as a threat?"

"If you insist on thinking that way, then..."

Mo Huaisu's pupils dilated instantly as he finished speaking.

She instinctively waved the whisk in her hand.

Three thousand silver threads exploded, and two illusory images of yin and yang fish, one black and one white, intertwined in front of her chest to form an ever-renewing Tai Chi shield.

Almost at the same second that the Dao Shield was formed, a white jade palm lightly pressed down on the center of the Tai Chi diagram.

"boom!!!"

There was no fancy glitz, only the purest violence.

The Yin-Yang Twin Fish Dao Shield, capable of dispelling all laws under heaven, shattered like glass in Bai Xiang's palm.

Mo Huaisu's figure vanished from the spot.

The next moment, she appeared in the night sky hundreds of feet above the inn.

The void behind her trembled, cracking open dozens of black fissures, each edge radiating residual power.

She retreated another hundred feet before she could finally stand still.

The night wind howled.

Mo Huaisu closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a few breaths, then raised the back of his hand and gently wiped away a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his lips.

The normally ethereal, snow-white whisk now looked as if it had been exploded by firecrackers, with each silver thread sticking outwards like a hedgehog, fluttering in the surrounding chaotic gale.

"Even if my foundation is unstable, you, a mere twelfth realm cultivator, cannot act so presumptuously in front of me."

Bai Xiang's voice echoed softly behind Mo Huaisu.

"The difference between realms is like an insurmountable chasm. Sect Leader Mo, didn't your master teach you such simple cultivation knowledge back then?" Mo Huaisu sighed inwardly.

This woman is really domineering.

Even at the risk of backlash, they would rather suffer the slightest loss in words and momentum.

She turned around, her slender fingers forming a new hand seal in front of her chest.

The void behind them cracked in response.

A yin-yang symbol, several times larger than before, appeared.

The black and white fish swim slowly in the Tai Chi diagram. With each rotation, a portion of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is drawn away.

Mo Huaisu should stand in the center.

Her slender figure made her appear like a deity who held the reins of heaven and earth.

"If you truly intend to kill me today, and are determined to eliminate me as quickly as possible, then I have no choice but to presume upon my abilities and risk my life to accompany you to the end." "Are you still betting that I won't dare to use my full strength?"

Bai Xiang chuckled.

"You're too arrogant. Even if my identity is truly exposed today, even if my foundation is severely damaged because of killing you, so what? In this world, no one can stop me in the slightest!"

She raised her hand.

Within his palm, a terrifying mass of stellar energy began to compress rapidly.

Just as tensions were rising, the moon in the sky was suddenly obscured by a layer of dark clouds.

Immediately afterwards, a high-pitched hum of sword energy resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The sky trembled.

It seemed as if countless swords hummed in unison at the same instant, the sound surging in from all directions.

"Um?"

Bai Xiang paused, her hand about to strike, her eyebrows furrowed, and she abruptly looked up at the sky.

Mo Huaisu also noticed the change and stared intently at it.

High in the sky, the clouds that had been piled up and swirling were now being stirred up by countless sharp sword shadows that appeared out of nowhere.

Tens of millions of illusory flying swords swirled and weaved through the clouds, converging into a torrent of sword blades that stretched across the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the torrent spun faster and faster, and thicker and thicker.

Enveloped in clouds and moonlight, a sword-qi tornado hundreds of feet long stretched across the sky.

"Sword Domain?"

Both women were startled.

In the path of swordsmanship, those who reach the pinnacle can, in a single thought, transform all things in heaven and earth into the sword intent in their hands.

Wherever he stands, there is a sword domain under his control.

The last person to achieve this was that sword immortal from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect back then.

If she hadn't severely injured the great demon Jiang Chaoxi with her Supreme Sword Domain back then, the outcome of that demon-slaying battle would probably still be uncertain.

Who could have imagined that such a powerful sword domain would suddenly appear in the sky above this remote and impoverished town of Xiaohe?

Could it be that some reclusive master of swordsmanship has appeared in this world?

As the vast and unparalleled sword domain unfolded, the world seemed to be forcibly cut into a square, independent space by a giant sword.

The instant the space took shape, a powerful sword intent that repelled all laws rippled out, forcibly expelling all the outside cultivators present. Even powerful cultivators like Mo Huaisu and Bai Xiang were repelled.

Of course, given their combined strength, it wouldn't be impossible for them to force their way in.

"Whoosh!"

A tall, slender figure suddenly appeared in front of the two women.

The newcomer was a handsome young man with delicate features.

The boy was dressed in white and carried a wooden sword on his back.

It was the same mysterious swordsman that Ji Hongyuan had glanced at twice before, by the lake outside Fazhou City.

"Sect Leader Mo, how have you been?"

The young man in white bowed to Mo Huaisu, then turned to Bai Xiang, smiled slightly, but did not say hello.

Clearly, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he pretended not to recognize the other party's identity.

Mo Huaisu put away his whisk and returned the greeting:

"When I was in Fazhou City, I vaguely sensed the aura of Sect Leader Xuanyuan. I never expected to see him here. It seems that this Sword Domain is the opportunity for your Myriad Swords Sect."

This young man in white is none other than Xuan Yuan Dao, the current leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!

Despite his youthful appearance, he is actually nearly forty years old.

It is the thirteenth realm of great cultivation.

As Xuanyuan Wendao appeared, several more figures emerged one after another in the void behind him.

One of them was Zhu Wuxian, the Grand Elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Previously, when Fazhou City was besieged by the demon army, it was this person who secretly instructed Pang Dasha and Zhang Weiyuan to assassinate Jiang Mu.

His true purpose was to use the deaths of those two people as a causal medium to perform the "Stealing Life and Fishing for Heaven Technique," attempting to steal the extraordinary luck from Jiang Mu to benefit himself.

As a result, their attempt to steal a chicken backfired and they lost more than they gained.

Jiang Mu cleverly used Wenren Guhong in the secret realm to turn the tables, causing the two tigers to fight each other, resulting in the old man suffering a considerable hidden loss. Meanwhile, half a step behind Xuan Yuan Wendao, stood a middle-aged man with a cold and stern face.

This man was about thirty years old, with a long sword hanging at his waist, and his whole body was surrounded by a murderous aura.

He was Yang Chihong, the vice sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

At the same time, she was also one of the disciples under that sword fairy back then.

Back then, when Yang Chihong was carrying out a demon-slaying mission in Hailing Prefecture, he was criticized and cursed by the villagers simply because he had mistakenly killed a good demon who had once helped them.

In a fit of rage, he set up a massive formation and sacrificed the entire village of people to a bloody massacre.

This bloody incident also became a thorn in the side of Inspector Ling Ye.

At that time, the Sword Fairy passed away, and the Myriad Swords Sect was in turmoil.

Ultimately, Xuanyuan Wendao emerged victorious in the power struggle, and Yang Chihong, who had contributed significantly to the reshuffling of power and whose cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, was promoted to vice sect leader.

Later, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect cooperated with the imperial court, and the bloody case was eventually left unresolved.

Bai Xiang raised an eyebrow and clicked her tongue:

"All the experts from an entire sect have come; it seems we're determined to seize this opportunity."

The sect leader is at the thirteenth realm, the grand elder at the twelfth realm, and the deputy sect master at the eleventh realm.

It can be described as a luxury configuration.

Previously, He Qingyang of the Divine Sword Sect had dreamed of one day competing with the Myriad Swords Sect for the title of the world's leading swordsman.

But fantasy is just fantasy.

With the Wan Jian Sect's terrifying high-end combat strength, there are few sects in the world today that can rival it.

Unlike Xuanyuan Wendao, although the Grand Elder Zhu Wuxian and the Vice Sect Master Yang Chihong sensed the hidden and dangerous aura emanating from Bai Xiang, they were unable to discern his true identity.

The two could only speculate about who the woman was.

Xuanyuan asked with a smile, "Could it be that you, sir, have also come for the opportunities offered by my Sword Sect?"

"Can I ask what kind of opportunity it was?" Bai Xiang asked curiously.

Xuanyuan asked the question frankly:

"Before the Sword Immortal died, he left behind a legacy opportunity here. Our Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been searching for it for many years, and only recently have we sensed that it is about to be born."

Sword Immortal?

Bai Xiang was startled.

Although she never witnessed the peerless prowess of that sword fairy who single-handedly dominated the world due to her age and birth, she was still alive.

But this did not prevent her from piecing together the other person's outline from countless legends.

Among all the unconventional people in the world, perhaps only this sword fairy, who dared to defy the heavens by creating her own star position, could be compared to Jiang Chaoxi's eccentricity.

Both of them were outcasts who could not be tolerated by the laws of nature.

It's quite dramatic that these two people have encountered such a coincidence at the same time.

"I see………"

Bai Xiang sighed inwardly.

It seems that the opportunity Jiang Mu wanted to find for Yuan Aqing was this sword immortal inheritance.

Given the current situation, Jiang Mu has absolutely no hope of seizing the opportunity.

Even with personal help, success is difficult.

The opposing team's lineup is too strong.

"Whether or not to seize this opportunity depends on the situation. After all, it doesn't say that it's exclusive to your Myriad Swords Sect, right?"

Bai Xiang composed herself and said calmly.

She decided to wait until Jiang Mu returned before discussing it further.

If that man is determined to seize this inheritance to pave the way for his little maid, then she has no choice but to help him seize it. Xuanyuan Wen turned to look at Mo Huaisu beside him, his smile gentle:

"And what about Sect Leader Mo? Is he interested in this opportunity?"

Mo Huaisu shook his head slightly, his whisk draped in his arm: "This humble Taoist practices the profound methods of Taoism and has no interest in the way of the sword."

After saying that, he took half a step back, making his position clear.

Xuanyuan Wendao nodded, then turned to Elder Zhu Wuxian and Vice Sect Master Yang Chihong and instructed them:

"You will lead your men into the Sword Domain and seize this opportunity. Anyone who tries to steal it will be killed without mercy. If any government officials enter, they will also be killed without hesitation." Zhu Wuxian and Yang Chihong responded in unison and led their men into the Sword Domain.

Xuanyuan Wendao turned around, his figure flashed, and he stood in front of Bai Xiang, his hands behind his back, smiling slightly:

"I was a little worried about you, so I had no choice but to stay here and keep an eye on things myself."

Bai Xiang narrowed her phoenix eyes, a cold glint in them: "If that's how you put it, then I'll have no choice but to take it!"

What she hates most is being threatened by others.

Except for that guy Jiang Mu.

Meanwhile, outside Yancheng, at Jingouzi Mountain.

Deep in the mountains, in a secluded cave, the wolf demon Mu Zilang sat cross-legged on a rock, his eyes closed as he practiced breathing exercises.

When Yancheng was besieged, Jiang Mu and Shui Miaozheng went up the mountain to negotiate with the wolf demon, asking him to help guard the nearby villages.

It was during that time that Jiang Mu discovered this altar.

At that time, Mu Zilang told him the truth, saying that this was an altar that could reverse yin and yang and protect the reincarnation of true spirits.

Thirteen years ago, a female swordswoman came here and used the altar to reincarnate.

Before leaving, he left behind a fortuitous encounter related to swordsmanship.

Jiang Mu brought Yuan Aqing along this time, hoping to see if he could let the girl try her luck.

Suddenly, Mu Zilang opened his eyes.

His keen demonic intuition made him sense something amiss.

"Rumble..."

The ground beneath my feet suddenly began to tremble, followed by the cave shaking, and years of accumulated dust and ash cascaded down the stone walls.

It was as if some terrifying being was about to awaken.

"What happened?"

Mu Zilang's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty.

Before he could react, the mountainside exploded.

Mu Zilang dodged a large falling rock and looked up to see a dazzling pure white sword shadow fiercely emerging from the depths of the mountain.

The sword shadow paused in mid-air, and the light around it swirled, vaguely condensing into the outline of a woman.

The woman's ethereal figure was delicate and exquisite, her entire body radiating light.

Though its facial features were indistinct, its unparalleled, otherworldly elegance alone inspired awe and reverence at a single glance. The silhouette existed for only a fleeting moment before transforming back into a beam of sword light, piercing the clouds and hurtling towards Xiahe Town. Mu Zilang stared blankly at the vanishing sword light, exclaiming in disbelief:

"Sword Immortal!"