Villain Master, my disciples all want to backstab me

At this moment, Ye Shuang'er felt as if her heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe.

"..."

A few steps later.

Ling Xiuya and Ji Tingxue arrived on their swords, looking down from above the deep pit. They noticed the tragic scene of the four "masters and apprentices", one dead and three injured, and were speechless.

"I'm still a step too late..."

Ling Xiuya sighed softly and said.

He rushed over mainly because he sensed the aura of this battle of transformation into gods, and only then to respond to Jiang Rao's plea.

Although in theory, the death of Xue Yuan, the "Demon Lord", was a good thing for the righteous path, but considering Xue Yuan's identity as Jiang Rao's master and some previous speculations, Ling Xiuya did feel a little sad about this ending.

but……

Hearing Ling Xiuya's words, Ji Tingxue beside him just chuckled and said lightly: "No... maybe the time is just right."

"Ok?"

Ling Xiuya was startled for a moment, then suddenly turned back to look at Ji Tingxue. The moment he saw Ji Tingxue's gaze, the Tianyuan Sect Leader, who could remain calm even in the face of a mountain collapse, suddenly revealed a look of shock: "You..."

"Shh~"

Ji Tingxue casually glanced at the direction where Mo Zeng was hiding not far away, then raised a finger to her lips and gestured to Ling Xiuya to silence him: "Don't say anything, just watch carefully. Tonight's events have just begun, and the real show is about to begin."

……

With the defeat of Gui Yuan.

Bai Yuan, who was within the sea of ​​consciousness, also felt her consciousness begin to shake. She saw her sea of ​​consciousness collapsing, countless fragments of memory drifting like snowflakes. Even her once solid soul was wavering and melting in the blazing Nirvana Fire...

"No, sisters..."

How did you lose?

Where is the Tongtiandai?

If I can't beat you, why don't you roll the dice? If you roll "life", you still have a second tube of blood to use. And Qingluo finally asked, why don't you try to use her mouth to persuade her...

Seeing that his body had begun to collapse bit by bit, Bai Yuan could not care about anything else. He could only urge his soul to swim towards the [Wheel of Life and Death] derived from the "Path of Time" before the space in his sea of ​​consciousness completely collapsed.

Rumble…

The sound of collapse follows like a shadow.

Finally, just one second before the sea of ​​consciousness completely collapsed, Bai Yuan entered the place he wanted to go.

tick-

A drop of cold water dripped from his head.

Bai Yuan's consciousness drifted for a moment, then he slowly opened his eyes. Once again, the dark, deep, seemingly endless expanse of water was reflected in his vision. Above him was a shattered starry sky, beneath him was a flooded floating bridge, and scarlet datura flowers bloomed around him.

Ok.

Back again.

For Bai Yuan, who had been resurrected here three or four times, this Wheel of Life and Death was no stranger to him. Coming back was like returning home. The only downside was that it was a bit cold and lonely, with no one here to say nice things...

Just when Bai Yuan was standing on the floating bridge, he didn't know what to do.

Then I heard——

"thump--"

There was the sound of something falling into the water.

Bai Yuan looked over at the sound and saw another version of himself falling from the void and crashing into the icy river water. After floating for a moment, he struggled to climb onto the stone bridge. It was Gui Yuan.

Compared to before the battle with Qingluo, Guiyuan was now covered in wounds. Her once slender and graceful body was now covered in burn marks, a shocking sight. She also looked somewhat transparent, as if she was about to dissipate at any moment.

"……Are you OK?"

Bai Yuan asked tentatively.

Although she had some complaints about him when she lost, she also knew that if she were to log in herself, she might not be able to do better than Gui Yuan. Or in other words, she would most likely be worse.

Facing Qingluo, who was supposed to be in the Return to Void Realm, he had already done his best to beat her like this, and there was no way to blame him any more.

On the other side, Gui Yuan was lying on the floating bridge. He glanced at her, then lowered his head again, breathing softly.

As she moved, tiny flames seemed to be dancing on the wounds, emitting a heart-pounding power.

The Divine Phoenix Clan's "Nirvana True Fire" could reduce both the body and the soul to ash. Bai Yuan had given up her account in advance, and then, upon realizing something was amiss, she chose to enter the Wheel of Life and Death. Otherwise, she would likely have suffered the same fate as Gui Yuan.

Bai Yuan had experienced the process of soul tearing and recasting several times, but the premise of those recastings was that after she "died", her "corpse" would wait for the reading without being disturbed.

And if the torn soul is completely burned...

Whether she could rely on the [Path of Time] or the [Three Corpses Reversing Fate Gu] to revive, and whether her spirit would remain intact after resurrection, were all unknowns. Bai Yuan didn't really want to try it herself.

half an hour.

Gui Yuan finally regained some strength. He supported himself on the stone surface with his hands, slowly sat up on the floating bridge, and then glanced at Bai Yuan.

"You should be curious about the answer to that question too."

"?"

Bai Yuan was slightly startled, then immediately realized: Yes. She had asked Qingluo's "why" once before, but she didn't get an answer from Gui Yuan.

And now...

"Ah."

Gui Yuan smiled: "Actually, there are not so many reasons. Everything has a price. If you want to gain something, you have to lose something. Everything I do is out of my heart."

"……Yeah?"

Bai Yuan also sat down, staring at this other self from a distance, and then slowly said: "If it was from your heart, then why do you regret it?"

"regret?"

"If you don't regret it, you should have answered me when I asked you last time."

"..."

Gui Yuan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but fell silent again.

After a while.

She sighed. "You're right. I do regret it."

Following the sigh of Gui Yuan.

The surrounding "starry sky" began to change, and fragments of memory flashed by in Bai Yuan's sight like fleeting glimpses of light.

……

The first scene is set in a rainy riverside town.

In a roadside teahouse, several common-clothed wanderers sat around a wooden table, discussing the world:

"Have you heard? The Xuanjian Sect in the nearby mountains was recently massacred! Officials went there yesterday and carried out seventy-six bodies. The scene...tsk tsk, it was so horrific that even Old Xu, the coroner from the west side of the city, vomited on the spot."

"Is there still this?"

"Yes, I heard that this matter is related to that 'Blood Refining Master'. It seems that it was done by one of his female disciples. She did it for the secret sword manual in the hands of the Xuanjian Sect's leader... Otherwise, he is said to be a demon cultivator. He is really cruel and ruthless. I don't know what those righteous sects are doing. They don't send people to eliminate the demons and defend the way."

"Hush—be careful with your words! Those in the cultivation world are not something that ordinary people like you and me can rashly comment on. Be careful of your words, or you will cause trouble!"

After the last person spoke, the men in front shut up and started talking about the recent disaster in Nanyun Province.

not far away.

A woman in red clothes and holding a long sword placed the silver coins on the table, then stood up and walked out the door without looking around.

Someone at the table of Jianghu guests glanced in her direction and immediately looked away. This was because they sensed a tangible murderous aura from the woman in black, as if they would melt if they got any closer.

Chapter 199: Ghost Kite's Memory

Xue Yuan left the teahouse.

Walk forward slowly.

At this time, I saw that the bluestone road leading out of the city was already crowded with people.

Thousands of refugees, fleeing the famine from Nanyun Prefecture, collapsed by the roadside like withered wheat stalks. Some used branches to prop up tattered sheets and used them as tents; others picked up steamed buns and leftovers from passersby and desperately stuffed them into their mouths; while many more lay in the mud, their faces a sickly, waxy sheen...

When Xue Yuan walked along the road, several skinny hands reached out from the crowd and grabbed the hem of her skirt. Some people knelt down and kowtowed, begging her to give them some silver and copper coins.

but……

"Go away."

Xue Yuan still didn't even bother to look at it any more, and spoke softly.

The beggar next to him let go as if struck by lightning. She was an old woman with matted hair, holding a child with a swollen belly in her arms.

Just like that, Xue Yuan walked hurriedly without looking around.

Behind her, a thin figure followed quietly, and then when passing a crowded market, he suddenly "stumbled" and bumped into Xue Yuan.

The moment the figures crossed, Xue Yuan, as if he had anticipated it, reached out with his backhand and grabbed a wrist that was so dirty that the skin color could hardly be seen.

"ah!"

The captured thief uttered a low cry and subconsciously tried to struggle. However, facing the monk Blood Kite, such a struggle was naturally futile.

Xue Yuan said nothing, but glanced back, his eyes landing on a small, gray face.

Although at first glance she looked unremarkable, and her expression was even more panicked, with Xue Yuan's strength approaching that of a Nascent Soul, it was not difficult to tell that this thief had deliberately blackened her head and face. Looking at her smooth neck and slender frame, she was clearly a young girl.

"let me go!"

The girl struggled twice but failed to break free. She suddenly opened her mouth and bit Xue Yuan's tiger's mouth, but when she was halfway through the action, Xue Yuan pinched her chin, then lifted her face up and looked into those eyes.

Those were a pair of clean, pure, amber-like eyes, filled with a persistence and desire for life.

What surprised Xue Yuan even more was the vibration she felt from the other person's meridians at the moment when she grabbed the other person's wrist and sent her energy into it, wanting to end his life. That was clearly the sharp sword intent that could only be emitted by an innate sword body that only appears once in a century!

"interesting."

Blood Kite let go of the girl.

The latter looked at her warily and slowly backed away, but after taking just three steps, he staggered and fell to the ground. He was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to run away.

Xue Yuan stepped forward and squatted beside the little girl. When the latter looked frightened and wanted to escape, he placed his palm on her back and passed a wisp of spiritual power into her.

The little girl was halfway through her struggle when she was surprised to find that her strength seemed to have returned, and the rumbling hunger in her stomach also dissipated a lot in an instant.

"you……"

"What's your name?" Xue Yuan asked indifferently.

"...Ah Qing. They all call me Ah Qing." The girl responded a little hesitantly.

"Oh……"

Xue Yuan nodded slightly: "Do you want to come with me?"

Faced with this invitation that sounded a bit like something from a human trafficker, Ah Qing bit her lip and hesitated for a moment: "Can you... let me have a full meal?"

"Ah."

Xue Yuan smiled. "Come on, I'll take you to eat and help you pick a new name... How about 'Qingluo'?"

The memory froze at this point, and Bai Yuan saw the image in the starry sky ripple, gradually transforming into a new scene—

……

This is the second picture.

The snow on the mountain path had not melted yet, and two figures were galloping through the pine forest.

suddenly.

The Blood Kite in front stopped and raised his hand to stop the little girl behind him.

At this time, Qingluo still looked about six or seven years old, but she had grown considerably taller than in the first picture. Her dirty, coarse cloth clothes had been replaced with a fitted short dress, and an iron sword hung from her waist. Her fair, delicate face looked like a piece of jade.

"Master?"

Qingluo looked at Xueyuan, a little confused.

The next moment, the treetops on both sides suddenly exploded, and several black shadows swooped down from the sky. The sword lights like silk threads formed a large net symbolizing death. They were clearly well-trained monks!