Villain Master, my disciples all want to backstab me

"I don't know, but I can guess."

Ji Tingxue raised her head, her gaze passing through the night sky, looking far away towards the Falling Star Valley in the east. With the strength of her spiritual sense, even from a distance of hundreds of miles, she could clearly "see" the scene inside the Falling Star Valley, as if it were happening right before her eyes:

"It must be the work of the Qingxuan Sect. They also have an Elder Kongxuan, who is halfway to becoming a god, and he didn't participate in this encirclement and suppression... The so-called Yinyue Demon Sect was originally just an ordinary one among the many demonic forces. It was only thanks to the title of 'Blood Kite Demon Lord' that it was able to join the ranks of the six demonic sects. Its destruction is not surprising."

"Let's go, let's get down to business first."

"Wait until your master wakes up, then consider the surviving disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect. If they are still alive by then."

Ji Tingxue said this lightly, and signaled Baihu to continue moving forward. Following the route he remembered, he found the sect leader's bedroom on the side of the mountainside.

Ye Shuang'er hesitated for a moment, glanced at the flickering fire, and then followed in a panic.

Under the cover of night, the two returned to the bedroom courtyard.

After coming here.

Ji Tingxue Ling tapped the air a few times, and a golden light appeared from his fingertips. A barrier that isolated the outside world was quietly formed. It blocked out all sounds and images from the outside world, as if only this small courtyard remained between heaven and earth.

"Go get seven bronze lamps and arrange them according to the direction of the Big Dipper."

"oh oh."

Ye Shuang'er responded and hurriedly rummaged through her luggage.

When she returned outside with a pile of bronze lamps amid the sound of clinking, she saw that Ji Tingxue had already picked up Bai Yuan's storage bag, wiped off the restrictions, took out the Qingmu Ding, placed it in the middle of the yard, and then signaled Baihu to spit out Bai Yuan's broken and naked body.

"Sister Tingxue...what do you want?"

"Of course, I'm refining your master as medicine."

"what??"

Under Ye Shuang'er's dumbfounded gaze, Ji Tingxue's lips curled up into a faint smile, but then he restrained his expression and became as stern as frost and snow again: "It was just a joke."

After a pause, Ji Tingxue continued:

"She harbors a juvenile Three Corpses Reversing Fate Gu within her body. This Gu is one of the six greatest Gu in the world. It activates upon the Gu's owner's death, returning their body, soul, and will to their optimal state for a period of time. Therefore, your master should have woken up soon and returned to the state he was in before the battle in Falling Star Valley.

"However, she cultivates the Dao of Time, and not long ago, she also practiced the Art of Blood Essence and Heart Fall. This Dao and this technique both emphasize living in the face of death. Death, which ordinary people dread and avoid, is a rare opportunity and nourishment for them. With each experience, their understanding of life and death deepens, and it is even more useful than daily hard training."

"So now, these forces of life and death are entangled in her body, forming a superposition state of neither life nor death, which is why she has not woken up yet."

"..."

Ye Shuang'er blinked, not quite understanding the explanation.

For her, the concept of "superposition" is a bit too profound.

Ji Tingxue didn't pay any attention to her expression and continued, "At a time like this, outsiders shouldn't interfere. Reversing life and death is a taboo in the laws of nature. Any rash action could lead to irreparable consequences... But as it happens, I once knew someone who practiced the Way of Time, so I have some understanding of it."

"Now that we've met, I'll be your master's protector for once and lend her a helping hand."

talking.

Ji Tingxue flicked his sleeve, accurately striking the wicks, causing all seven bronze lamps to burst into a faint blue flame. In the flames' light, the shadows of the three men and the tiger overlapped on the courtyard wall and the ground, appearing somewhat distorted.

"It's almost three o'clock in the morning. Go get your master's medicine cauldron."

Then, Ji Tingxue made another move in the air, causing Bai Yuan's body to float up and land above the Qingmu Ding.

At this moment, the flames of the seven bronze lamps intertwined into a large net, surrounding the medicine cauldron. And inside the green wooden cauldron, as Ji Tingxue pointed her finger, a green flame transformed from spiritual power rose up.

The flames reflected on Bai Yuan's floating body, making her exposed back and chest reflect dense golden lines, as if there were tens of millions of ants crawling under her white jade skin, which looked a bit dense and terrifying.

"This is……"

Ye Shuang'er was a little frightened when she saw this.

"The ancient tea tree sap from the Enlightenment Dao is a rare treasure that most people rarely get to taste. It's a great bargain for your master."

Ji Tingxue said casually, then sniffed with her nose twitching. "I don't know where your master got this strange wine from, but it actually contains the medicinal properties of thousands of spiritual fruits... But it's just right, it saves her from having to collect them again. With these things, I think she can complete another transformation."

While talking.

She added fuel to the fire.

As the flames burned, a faint fragrance began to emanate from Bai Yuan. It was very light at first, but gradually became stronger. It contained the honey fragrance of the peach forest in March, the fragrance brought by tea, and the mixed flavors of countless spiritual fruits... Ye Shuang'er, who smelled this fragrance, couldn't help but start swallowing her saliva.

Although I know in my heart that this idea is a bit disrespectful to Master, but...

My Master smells really good now! It's just like a peach!

If I could have a bite, I would... cough cough!

This thought didn't last long.

Because, as time went by, Bai Yuan's body began to show a similar situation as the last time she practiced "Blood Essence Heart Meteorite Art". Her fair body surface began to crack little by little, as if countless wriggling buds were quietly swelling under her skin, making her body begin to show the characteristics of "destruction" and "regeneration".

Fine beads of blood continuously flowed out of the body, and were burned by the flames of the Qingmu Ding, turning into wisps of red smoke that floated into the air.

Ye Shuang'er was frightened and wanted to ask Ji Tingxue several times, but she was intimidated by the latter's demeanor and could not say a word.

Moreover, to be honest, the scene when Bai Yuan used the "Heart Meteorite Art" to reshape his spiritual roots in the "Yuankong Secret Realm" was even more terrifying than the current one. With the previous scene as a prelude, the current scene was actually more acceptable.

At that moment, Ye Shuang'er suppressed her anxiety and continued to wait.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Because of the restrictions set up by Ji Tingxue in advance, the concept of day and night no longer existed in this bedroom.

I don’t know how long it took.

Ye Shuang'er seemed to hear the chirping of summer cicadas.

Where she saw, deep within Bai Yuan's body, which had been dead for a long time, a hint of new life was faintly glowing.

A very shallow, very faint vitality, like a new green bud sprouting under the winter ice and snow, but it stubbornly pushes away the rock and begins to grow with difficulty...

……

tick-

It was as if a drop of water was dripping from the head.

Bai Yuan's consciousness was a little dazed.

She seemed to be on a bridge.

A floating bridge built on the dark, deep water that seems to have no end in sight.

It’s like the Naihe Bridge often mentioned in mythology.

As the icy river water overflowed the bridge, reaching her ankles, Bai Yuan looked down and saw the crimson water reflecting a shattered starry sky, each star a fragment of a memory. She bent down to scoop up water, but her palm slipped through the illusory ripples, only catching half a faded image.

That was the scene in Luoxing Valley when Qing Lingzi swung the "Zhenhai Sword" and slashed down.

That sword energy, piercing heaven and earth, was a truly lethal move from the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Any simulated power from game graphics or mental scenarios couldn't compare to the life-or-death moment one witnessed. Even the Dragon Scale Soft Armor, capable of withstanding a full-strength attack from a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, was no different than a piece of cardboard before it.

"Am I... already dead?"

"Could this be the Yellow Springs Road?"

Bai Yuan stood there, silent for a moment, then continued walking on the water.

Cold and lonely.

Only more and more cold river water reached above my ankles.

As ripples appeared, scarlet datura flowers bloomed one after another beside her.

But when Bai Yuan stopped and wanted to bend down to touch the petals, she felt a burning pain in her fingertips. She saw that all the buds that had not yet bloomed were covered with dense cracks, and golden liquid gushed out of each crack. The liquid fell to the ground and turned into sand. The sand gathered into an hourglass, with the upper half marked "life" and the lower half engraved with "death".

When the first grain of sand fell into the dead zone, the entire space began to vibrate and collapse.

Bai Yuan suddenly realized: This is not the Yellow Springs Road, but another space that emerged from the [Road of Time] and is adjacent to the Yellow Springs Road.

【Wheel of Life and Death】!

The red mandala represents the undispersed vitality;

The dark waters of the Styx represent the lifespan that has flown away;

And the golden sand...

Bai Yuan reached out to hold the sand that was about to flow away. Suddenly, a blood-colored spell appeared on her palm. It was as if a voice came from the void, telling her something, vaguely but increasingly urgent:

"I see."

When the last grain of sand was about to fall from "life" to "death", Bai Yuan suddenly turned over the hourglass.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were upside down, and the space that had collapsed to the limit expanded again.

The Styx beneath her feet soared into the Milky Way, and the mandragora flowers transformed into burning stars. In the glow of the annihilated stars, Bai Yuan saw her shattered body reassembling itself—each piece of flesh was wrapped in fine golden threads, slowly weaving her new body into shape.

"Living towards death, the cycle of withering and flourishing... So this is the true meaning of the Way of Time."

Bai Yuan chuckled into the void.

suddenly.

The galaxy began to tremble violently. A shadowy bronze gate, resembling the gate to the underworld, emerged beside Bai Yuan. A grayish-white aura seeped from the cracks of the gate, vaguely outlining the shape of half a key. Then, countless pale arms reached out from the gate and grasped Bai Yuan's body. In an instant, a surging wave of cold washed over her, freezing half her body.

—This was the obsession of the souls who had died at the hands of her predecessor over the past sixty years, accompanied by deep-seated hatred. They wanted to eat her flesh and sleep on her skin.

"Go away!"

Bai Yuan took a step back and subconsciously drew his sword and swung it. A sword shadow exactly the same as Chi Xiao's swept across, causing the ghosts to scream and turn into green smoke.

But the next moment, more arms emerged from the water beneath her feet.

This time, it represented her own obsession: Ye Shuang'er's trepidation as she lingered in front of the secret room, holding the elixir; the moment when Baihu bowed his head docilely for the first time; Jiang Rao's kneeling in the cabin; and the warmth of Ji Tingxue's fingertips, scented with tea...

These past scenes flashed through Bai Yuan's mind like a kaleidoscope, touching the string in his heart.

Bai Yuan's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he was torn apart by the ghost and sank down.

When she was about to be swallowed by the Styx, her eyes suddenly brightened and became clear again. A ray of bright red blood burst out from her dantian and transformed into the shape of a big red tree, spreading and growing into the entire surrounding space - that was the color of the new spiritual root reshaped in the "Blood Essence Heart Meteorite Art"!

next moment.

The scarlet river water suddenly boiled, and all the arms holding Bai Yuan were burning with blood-red flames. A shocking aura burst out from Bai Yuan's body, dispersing the surrounding river water and the obsession of the dead souls, and piercing the gap between reality and illusion.

The entire "Wheel of Life and Death" exploded.

Countless fragments of memory turned into raindrops of light, each drop reflecting Bai Yuan at a different time: an office worker biting his milk tea straw on the modern street; the devilish celestial monarch with fluttering red robes on the peak of Yinyue Mountain; the frail lolita with her spiritual roots completely destroyed in the secret cave; and...

On a rainy night, a blurry figure holding a baby stood in a pine forest, gazing at the mountains in the distance.

"?!"

"When did that happen?"

Before Bai Yuan could see the last of the scene clearly, the rain of light suddenly condensed into a mirror. In the mirror emerged a hazy face with the demeanor of a thousand years of frost and snow. Her lips twitched, as if she was saying something, but Bai Yuan heard nothing.

A long time passed.

A faint, ethereal cicada chirp echoed in this space.

As if from the other side.

At the last second, Bai Yuan saw the fragment of the Zhenhai Sword stuck in his heart dissolving. Suddenly, the medicine cauldron in reality burst into a golden light, illuminating the bedroom like daylight!

……

Cold, shaking.

It was like waking up from a dream.

Bai Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and her first reaction was a bone-chilling chill.

Before she even opened her eyes, she instinctively reached out to pull her shirt tighter, but her palm only touched a patch of smooth, delicate chest skin. It felt a little unfamiliar, as if it wasn't her own.

Eh?

Where are my clothes?

Chapter 98 White Kite Version 3.0! (Reward increased by 20~21)

At this moment, Bai Yuan seemed to have just woken up from a long dream, and his consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

After a while, she regained consciousness and found herself lying in a dark, square-shaped box, which seemed to be a coffin...

Oh no.

This looks like a tripod—