I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

At this critical moment, his expression suddenly changed.

His originally handsome face was now twisted into a wrinkled shape, and his narrow eyes that had always hidden a smile were now filled with pure confusion.

All the temperament that belonged to Yu Jiejiu in him disappeared, replaced by the confusion and uneasiness of entering the world for the first time. His tall body huddled in the rattan chair, at a loss, with his two slender and clean hands covering the sides of his face, as if he was afraid of the three people in front of him.

Looking at the knife light approaching in front of him, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, and tears quickly welled up in his eyes.

"Wow~"

He was clearly a man of advanced age, but he strangely made the sound of a baby crying. All other sounds seemed to disappear into the background in an instant, leaving only the sharp and piercing cry echoing in the courtyard of the inn.

"Ouch..." Blood flowed from the corner of the lips of the white-robed girl not far away.

The laws of heaven and earth were grinding at her like a millstone, trying to force her to stop. But this time, Yi Niaoniao had made up her mind. She forced herself to endure the piercing pain of the piercing soul and continued to move forward with the sealing knife.

The condemnation of heaven could not do anything to her, but the already slow speed of the sword slowed down even more.

The crying soon stopped, and Yu Jiejiu's temperament changed again, from a simple baby into a charming woman. He twisted his waist and stood up from the rattan chair, combing his hair with his white fingers, with a sad and gentle look in his narrow eyes.

"Young Master...will you stay with me for a little longer..." Yu Jiejiu opened her mouth, but a woman's voice came out of her throat. There was a sense of reluctance in her words, and traces of tears were still on her charming and seductive face.

Perhaps stimulated by this absurd scene, Yi Niaoniao couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

The speed of the knife's advance was slower than the burning of incense and candles.

This charming look only stayed on Yu Jiejiu's face for a few moments, and then he changed into a resisting child's face, waving his hands at the adults who were nowhere to be seen, shrinking his body backwards:

"Daddy, I don't want to go to school!"

Soon the child's face faded like the tide and turned into the appearance of a noble lady...

Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and thousands of lives have thousands of appearances, rotating one after another on the same face.

As the injuries caused by the backlash continued to accumulate, Yi Niaoniao finally couldn't hold on and knelt on the ground. The large amount of blood she spat out dyed her white robe red. Her beautiful face was as pale as paper, but the blood flame burning on the sealed knife still did not stop. No matter how slow the knife light was, it was getting closer and closer to Yu Jiejiu.

"Sister Yi!" Li Yulo was becoming more and more distressed. She knew that even if Yi Niaoniao killed Yu Jiejiu, she would also suffer irreversible damage from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao. Even if she saved her life, she would never have the chance to improve her cultivation.

"No...Sister Yi, don't go on..." The girl wanted to stop her, but was pulled back into Yan Mobai's arms.

"Master..." The girl looked up at Yan Mobai in confusion.

If Yi Niaoniao was seriously injured, wouldn't they also be unable to escape from Jiuling Town?

"Wait a moment."

Yan Mobai was not a heartless person. Seeing Yi Niaoniao so miserable, he couldn't help but feel sympathy.

But he also knew that if he pulled Yi Niaoniao back now, all her efforts would be in vain.

If the facts are consistent with what he guessed, then they do have a chance to defeat Yu Jiejiu, but... they need an opportunity.

The white-haired boy's eyes were fixed on the man's changing face.

He knew that even if the opportunity came, it would be fleeting and he must not miss it.

The teachers in the private schools, the shop owners, the prostitutes in the willow alleys...

Fine beads of sweat gradually wet the white hair on the boy's forehead.

Even when Qian Qiuxue's silver hairpin was pressed against his back on Biluo Lake, he had never been so nervous.

If he missed the opportunity, he would never have the face to face Yi Niaoniao or the girl in his arms again.

Perhaps it was God’s mercy on the poor girl kneeling on the ground that this opportunity soon came.

And...it was also an unexpected godsend opportunity for Yan Mobai.

The last moment, she was a shy little girl blushing after her lover confessed his love to her. The next moment, Yu Jiejiu suddenly turned into a majestic head of the family. He waved his robe and sleeves and glared at her: "You evil son! Going to Penglai Pavilion to gamble again! Sooner or later, I will overturn that damn inn!"

Yan Mobai had been keeping a close eye on Yu Jiejiu's changes. He instantly recognized the person behind this face and shouted, "Qian Daqian!"

Yu Jiejiu's face twitched, and he looked up at Yan Mobai, but his gaze did not linger on his face for long.

Just when Yu Jiejiu's expression was about to change again, he heard Yan Mobai shout, "Qian Daqian, do you want to know how your son died?"

Chapter 120: One man versus the enemy

The majestic look that had begun to fade from Yu Jiejiu's handsome face suddenly returned. He raised his head abruptly and looked at the white-haired boy not far away with surprise and suspicion.

"Huan'er..."

His face trembled, and he stared at Yan Mobai in a daze, mumbling in an old voice from his thin lips, "You... do you know how Huan'er died?"

"Yeah, I know."

Yan Mobai saw that Yu Jiejiu’s face looked sad.

"Master, please tell me...how did Huan'er die? And what about those thunder punishments? Even if Huan'er is ridiculous, he...won't be punished by heaven!"

"The mortal world has its own chaos, and the immortal world has its own disputes. Your son was unlucky and was affected by the disputes among the immortals. Therefore, he was unfortunately struck by thunder. It was not his fault..."

Yan Mobai was vague in his words, only saying that Qian Huan's death was related to the Immortal Sect, but he did not mention who did it.

He knew that the other party was no longer a living soul, and only had the deepest obsession of this life left. Otherwise, he would not have asked about the cause of Qian Huan's death. Instead, he was afraid of why he was in this dark and strange place, and why there was no one else in the once prosperous inn.

The only reason Qian Daqian can still stay in this world is because he is deeply saddened by the death of his beloved son and is determined to find out what caused the thunder in Jiuling Town. If his obsession disappears, Qian Daqian will not be able to continue to possess Yu Jiejiu.

If he wants to keep this obsession going and prevent Yu Jiejiu's consciousness from returning, he must never let Qian Daqian know the answer to the question.

The life method used by Yu Jiejiu is nothing more than intercepting the dead souls in Jiuling Town from the reincarnation path, then letting them attach to his body for a short time, and then using a life method similar to the life stone to stimulate luck to squeeze out their luck without reservation.

That's why the expression on his face changed so quickly. When a face disappeared from Yu Jiejiu's face, it meant that the remaining luck of that soul had been burned out and it would never be able to transcend it for the rest of its life.

Decades of luck of a mortal are condensed into a short moment, and the momentary beauty that blooms is enough to deter the spirit refiner. With tens of thousands of mortals serving as the firewood of one person, he is the most dazzling torch in the world. Before all the firewood is burned out, even the spirit refiner cannot hurt him at all.

As the leader of the Demon Cult, Yan Mobai knew many life techniques, but he seldom fought with the immortals in person. In addition, the Demon Cult had not had many disputes with the Tianji Cult in recent years, so it was even more difficult for him to personally experience the strangeness of life techniques. Seeing it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but be shocked by the unpredictable power of the life technique. The use of this life technique by a mere Yuantai Realm was enough to compete with the Refining God. Then, if it was used by a real Refining God, who could compete with him?

In the hands of the Supreme Elder of Tianji Sect who has perfected his spiritual cultivation, can he use this to defeat the immortals?

Yan Mobai dismissed this idea in an instant. Although the life method of sacrificing souls and burning luck could be used to fight across borders, its flaws were also obvious.

If the possessed soul stays in the body for too long due to obsession, it will turn into a pile of burnt ashes, just like the situation in front of him. As long as Yu Jiejiu cannot replace new firewood, he will have no luck to protect himself, and this will give his opponent the opportunity to defeat him.

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but in fact only a moment had passed. While Qian Daqian's soul was still attached to Yu Jiejiu, he appeared beside Yi Niao Niao: "Master Yi, please..."

"..." The girl raised her head with difficulty and looked at him, then coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Yan Mo's dark eyes narrowed slightly. He could see that Yi Niao was seriously injured by the backlash of Heaven, but he didn't expect that she was injured to the point where she couldn't move for a short period of time. He was afraid that she had just intended to kill Yu Jiejiu again, and was invisibly hit hard by Heaven again.

Although her life was not in danger, she would need to regulate her breathing and heal her wounds before she could recover. By that time, Qian Daqian's soul would have already been scattered. Without the restraint of this soul, how could Yu Jiejiu let them get their wish?

Yi Niao Niao cannot be relied on in the short term, and Yu Luo's cultivation is still shallow. He can fight against a Jindan stage cultivator by relying on his immortal veins, but there is no way he can do anything about the protective aura of a Yuantai cultivator.

The only one who can break the impasse is Yan Mobai.

Although there is a huge gap between them, Yu Jiejiu's luck is now depleted. Not only can he not use other life methods to remedy the situation, but his own combat power is also restricted by the laws of nature, and he can barely exert even one out of his ten abilities.

It's time to test the cultivation he has gained through hard work over these days... After all, he is on a new path, and the so-called realm and strength are all his own estimates. The specific situation still needs to be revealed with facts.

"Since it is inconvenient for Master Yi, let me take action next."

Yan Mobai's gaze turned to Yu Jiejiu again. Before leaving, he touched Yi Niaoniao's head.

The girl's shoulders trembled, and she raised her head with difficulty. The hair on her forehead fell on her frosty cheeks. Her slightly opened mouth seemed to want to say something, but only sticky blood overflowed and hung in threads on her chin.

Yan Mobai's hands left her smooth black hair and he left a message: "Yu Luo, stay away from Sect Leader Dai Yi."

Under her elegant black bangs, the girl's amber eyes stared blankly at the white-haired boy who was walking alone towards the enemy.

Then someone hugged Yi Niaoniao's waist. She was unable to turn her head and could only barely see Li Yulo's young face from the side.

"let me go……"

Whether out of concern for the leader or out of resistance to being held in the arms of the little vixen, Yi Niaoniao was unwilling to leave the courtyard.

She struggled in the girl’s arms, like a well-behaved pet dog that saw its owner in danger but was forcibly taken away. She flapped her furry legs in vain, her big eyes full of tears: “No… let me go… Woo… I want to help Mr. Bai…”

"Stop making trouble, Sister Yi." Li Yuluo said softly, "You don't even have the strength to break free from me, so how can you help the leader?"

She believed in the leader's judgment, and also knew that there was a big gap between her own strength and the leader's. There was a world of difference between each realm on the road to cultivation. With her Yuan-building cultivation level, it was already the limit for her to cross the level and fight against the Jindan realm. Facing an enemy in the Yuantai realm, even if she went up, she would only be a hindrance.

The only thing we can do is to protect Sister Yi and help her recover quickly.

"Stinky fox... humph..." Seeing that there was no way to escape from her arms, Yi Niaoniao had to resign herself to her fate and close her eyes. Two slender legs were revealed from under the white robe, dangling by the girl's hands, and her two ponytails fell to the ground.

Li Yulo barely picked up a girl who was about her age and staggered out of the courtyard of Penglai Inn.

Soon, they sat on the eaves of the building opposite the inn, just able to see the two people in the yard without being affected by the battle.

Yi Niaoniao sat weakly, leaning on the girl's shoulder, the scene in the courtyard reflected in her amber eyes.

The faint fragrance of the young girl coming from all directions made her feel at a loss. No matter how nice it smelled, Yi Niaoniao hated the body odor of the little vixen. Every time she smelled it, it reminded her of the half of her cake that was stolen and eaten. Even though she had eaten a bite now, she couldn't help but feel indignant.

But she couldn't feel any rejection or dislike from Li Yuluo. It didn't make sense at all. The leader had kissed and hugged her in front of the little vixen. Wasn't this guy jealous at all...

Yi Niaoniao still remembers how uncomfortable she felt when she saw the leader and the little vixen being intimate, but she had never seen the same feeling in the little vixen's eyes. Even when the leader hugged her so intimately after she had passed the tribulation, all she could see in the little vixen's eyes was a hint of worry for her.

Thinking of this, the girl quietly turned her eyes to look at Li Yulo, and saw that pair of light purple starry eyes were looking at the courtyard, his tender face was full of nervousness, and his crystal clear lips were tightly pursed. It was obvious that this guy was not as confident in the leader as he seemed.

Noticing her gaze, the girl tilted her head and looked at her in confusion: "Sister Yi, do you need any help?"

"...No, this master needs to regulate his breathing and heal his injuries." Yi Niaoniao turned his gaze away pretending nothing had happened.

This girl did something so outrageous, but she is so kind and innocent... so innocent that I can't be angry with her at all...

In other words, the fact that she couldn't hold a grudge against the little vixen was what made Yi Niaoniao most angry.

Chapter 121: The Fate of the Jade Box

After Li Yulo left, there was no light in the courtyard anymore, except for the thin glow of fire from the eaves across the street.

To the two people still in the yard, these lights seemed insignificant.

The blood pill formed by Yan Mobai can capture every movement of the enemy through his breath, and Yu Jie's spiritual vision in the Nine Yuan Fetal Realm can also see things clearly in the dark.

But to Qian Daqian, who was possessed by Yu Jiejiu, these clearly discernible scenes in the darkness were so strange.

“Why… is it so dark…” Yu Jiejiu’s face was blank. He stared blankly at the white-haired boy walking towards him. “Why can I still see you when it’s dark?”

"Not only can you see me." Yan Mobai said, "You can also see yourself."

Yu Jiejiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Master, are you joking? People's eyes are facing forward, and their faces are behind them. How can they see..." Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something extremely strange and extremely terrifying. He was shocked as never before, "Who is this? This is not my face! Who is this! Who is this!"

"What happened to me? Why did I become like this?"

He looked at Yan Mobai for help, but saw the white-haired boy standing there silently, not saying a word.

"This is not my face! This is not me!"

Unable to get an answer, Yu Jiejiu suddenly grabbed his face with his hands. The escaping immortal essence tore his face into pieces of blood, and his originally handsome face suddenly became bloody and hideous.

"Who is this! Whose face is this?! Is this old man dead? Did Huan'er die like this? Did he die like this too!"

In the dark courtyard, it was as if evil spirits were screaming and howling.

Yan Mobai remained indifferent. He quietly watched Yu Jiejiu frantically tearing the flesh on his face. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and soon his crystal clear facial bones were exposed. The bones under the flesh and blood emitted a faint light.

Until Yu Jiejiu's hands had torn nothing left, only white bones were left on his face, and blood and flesh were all over the ground.

Yu Jiejiu suddenly stopped all his movements. He stopped roaring and growling, and his hands were still covering his bony face, as he froze there like a still object.

The sticky blood dripped down from his wrist to the ground, making a slight dripping sound.

Yan Mobai heard him laugh softly.

"Haha...hahahaha..."

Yu Jiejiu's slender hands slowly moved away from his face. The injuries on his face had recovered as before. His light green pupils suddenly opened, and a faint light flashed in the darkness.

"I am confused..."

He looked at the white-haired boy with strange eyes, "My acting is so natural, how did you find out that I am not Qian Daqian's... If you didn't find out, why didn't you take action? If you really found out, why didn't you expose it? Are you suspicious by nature, or are there loopholes in my acting? It's really curious!"

Although some accidents happened when Qian Daqian possessed the body, the ownership of this body was still in the hands of Yu Jiejiu, and there was still some luck left. Even if he could not exert his full strength, it would be hard to tell the outcome of a head-on fight. But it was still easy to kill Yan Mobai when he was not prepared.

All the words he said in the name of Qian Daqian just now were just to hope that Yan Mobai would think that he was possessed by Qian Daqian and lure the other party to let down his guard.

If Yan Mobai had mistakenly thought that his body was still under Qian Daqian's control and attacked him without any preparation, the end result would only be death.

The heavy energy in the sky pressed down on him. His fluffy black robe clung to his body, and every strand of hair seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds.

It was not until this moment that the luck belonging to Qian Daqian in Yu Jiejiu was completely burned out.

His luck was empty. Before Qian Daqian's soul officially dissipated, Yu Jiejiu, who replaced Qian Daqian's fate, became a person truly hated by heaven, even worse than Yi Niaoniao when she encountered the thunder.