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

"..."

She suddenly choked again.

How stupid! The leader has such a charming little vixen by his side, how could he be interested in her broken body?

Besides...if I put forward this wish, wouldn't it be the same as asking the leader to be a pervert who is intoxicated by ice? If this gets out, how can the leader face people?

The more she thought about it, the less confident she felt. She lowered her eyelashes and weakly changed her words, "Please, please bury me next to my master's grave. She has no children. If I'm buried somewhere else, my master will be too lonely in the underworld..."

Hearing this, Yan Mobai nodded slightly: "According to the Sect Master's wish, I will do my best to fulfill it."

Yan Mobai knew something about the death of Master Yi Niaoniao. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh at the girl's unfortunate fate.

He was silent for a while and gently touched the little knife spirit's head.

"Master, you don't need to call me master from now on. You and I are not master and servant. Just call me by my name."

Even during the time in the Demon Cult, he never allowed maids or doormen to call him master, let alone this girl who had done him a favor.

The little girl wanted to say something, but she was unable to speak because of the touch of her master's hand. She soon immersed herself in the comfort of being touched on the head by the person she loved, and she forgot what she wanted to say in a daze.

After a moment, Yan Mobai was about to put the girl, whose palm was touched silly, back on his shoulder, but he heard a woman's voice coming from behind him.

"If you want to repay your sister Yi's kindness, you'd better be her master."

Yan Mobai paused, then glanced at her sideways: "What advice do you have for me, Guardian Shan?"

Under his dark gaze, Shan Zhenzhen's red lips curled up.

"The Yin-Yang Trilogy." she said.

Just a name made Yan Mobai's face change slightly.

The so-called Yin-Yang Three-Life Contract is a forbidden technique in the magic cult that is of the same level as the Yin-Yang Incarnation.

The two parties use two strands of energy, one yin and one yang, as a contract. The person who makes the Yin contract will forever be a slave to the person who makes the Yang contract for the next three lives. Even after death, her true spirit will be held in the hands of the person who makes the Yang contract, and he will decide the opportunity for her reincarnation.

After three lives, yin and yang will reverse, and this cycle will continue endlessly.

Yan Mobai doesn't care what will happen in the next life, nor does he care what the cost of using this access control method is.

If he and Yi Niaoniao had a three-life agreement, he would probably be able to hold her true spirit, but...

This method can certainly prevent Yi Niaoniao's soul from entering the cycle of reincarnation, but how can it save her body with damaged heart meridians?

If Yi Niao's heart meridian is not repaired, her body will begin to decay within three days. The corpse refining method can only keep her body from rotting, like Ying Wuya under Qian Qiuxue, who looks bright and beautiful on the surface but is still a pile of dry bones inside.

And if one wants to repair her heart meridians, the elixir needed is not much less rare than the Xuanhuang Huanzhen Pill.

It would be fine if they had plenty of time, but in just three days, how could they find the elixir and precious herbs to cure Yi Niao's heart meridian?

Yan Mobai didn't know how Shan Zhenzhen heard about this access control method, and he also didn't believe that Shan Zhenzhen, who was always well-informed, would be unaware of the rarity of the elixir.

This woman is definitely not someone who speaks without purpose. She must have her own plans for saying this.

He stared at the woman in the red dress for a long time before he said, "If Guardian Shan has herbs that can cure the heart, I will never refuse anything within my ability."

A few steps away, An Xiaoyu also snorted: "I don't want to see stupid Niao Niao commit suicide before she finishes using the sword talisman. If Dan Hufa has a way, just tell me. My Qingyun Sword Sect can afford the price."

"You two have misunderstood. I don't have any elixir that can restore the heart meridian, but..."

Shan Zhenzhen gently waved her silk fan, smiling with her red lips, "Within an incense stick of time, someone will take the initiative to bring it over."

Author's Note: If nothing unexpected happens, Qian Qiuxue will make a comeback in the next chapter.

Chapter 140: The Moon Comes Down

Yan Mobai thought that Shan Zhenzhen would use this as an excuse to negotiate some conditions, but he didn't expect that she would stop talking after she said this, and she didn't even intend to explain who would come within an incense stick of time.

In fact, at this point, the matter in Jiuling Town had come to an end. Dan Zhenzhen was unable to forcibly abduct Yan Mobai, and An Xiaoyu was unable to keep her. There was no need for both parties to stay here any longer.

There are no secrets worth digging in Jiuling Town, and all the arrangements have been revealed. But what is puzzling is that Shan Zhenzhen not only did not move, but also seemed to be kind enough to remind him how to save Yi Niaoniao's body, which made people wonder if she was doing something in secret again.

"We bid farewell today. When I see you next time, Jiuzhou should have changed a lot..."

When she said this, Shan Zhenzhen put away the silk fan in her hand. She walked to Yan Mobai, ignoring Li Yuluo's vigilant eyes and An Xiaoyu's sword that was about to be drawn. She just looked at him levelly, "I know that I am not on the same path as the leader. With your dignity, you will not be willing to serve me. But I hope you don't forget that there may be no immortal sects in this world, but there will never be no demons."

As she spoke, her eyes inadvertently slid from Yan Mobai's brows to his waist, as if she wanted to see inside through the black brocade robe.

But the material of this dress is made of Niao Niao's immortal energy. No matter how powerful Dan Zhenzhen is, she is only at the initial stage of spiritual cultivation. How can she see through the immortal energy of people at the same level to explore the depth of Yan Mobai?

Shan Zhenzhen retracted her gaze and opened her red lips slightly: "I think the leader knows which side to stand on, so I won't say much."

She said these words without avoiding An Xiaoyu, as if she was sure that she would keep the secret for Yan Mobai, or for his sword spirit Yi Niaoniao.

Yan Mobai knew what Shan Zhenzhen meant. So many days had passed since the Righteous Alliance's expedition to the Western Regions, and the Demon Cult, which was busy with its internal strife, had not yet come to the aid of the Witch Clan. The witches must have been unable to cope on their own. Once the Righteous Alliance destroyed them, the next one would be the rebellious Demon Cult that bordered the Immortal Sect.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, he could not see the mountains of corpses and seas of blood surging on Xihe Island, but he knew that those scenes would eventually be repeated where he was standing today.

Judging from the power gap on paper, the Yanyuzhou Demon Cult will soon follow in the footsteps of the Witch Tribe, but both Yan Mobai and Shan Zhenzhen know that this battle will not end so easily, and many unexpected changes are about to happen.

This time, Dan Zhenzhen failed to take him away by force. When the hard approach failed, she tried the soft approach, trying to persuade him to stand on her side.

Yan Mobai didn't want to take sides. He didn't want to drag the people around him into the quagmire for these things. What's more, An Xiaoyu might not do things according to his wishes. Just because she would protect him for Yi Niaoniao didn't mean that Yan Mobai had the qualifications to order her around.

Yan Mobai sighed, "I am no longer a leader, just a casual cultivator. What can I influence by standing anywhere?"

"The leader has always been the leader. We are only rebelling against Qiu Ruoli, not you." Shan Zhenzhen smiled softly, her green eyes full of sincerity, as if the previous plan to kidnap the leader had never happened. "When Qiu Ruoli ascends the throne, Zhongzhou will not recognize the leader, but we will still recognize him. When the leader returns to refine the spirit in the future, you will still have a place in the sect."

Yan Mobai's expression changed slightly. He thought Shan Zhenzhen couldn't see through his condition, but he didn't expect that she still noticed some signs.

Qiu Ruoli was about to inherit the position of the leader, and from then on, he would no longer be the leader of the Zhongzhou Demon Cult. The world of immortal cultivation was a world of the jungle, and the Demon Cult was even more so. Without status and strength, the former subordinates naturally had no reason to be loyal to Yan Mobai.

When everyone transferred their former loyalty to him to Qiu Ruoli...he, the living former leader, would ultimately be feared by others.

Although Yan Mobai liked the well-behaved and motivated disciple, the master-disciple relationship between him and Qiu Ruoli was a thing of the past. The Demon Sect did not pay as much attention to the hierarchy between master and disciple as the Immortal Sect did. After returning to Zhongzhou, she could call him Master, but he had to call her Master, not Disciple.

The previous leader of Tianji Sect died at the hands of his disciple. The friendship between them after decades of teaching and learning is so weak, let alone those who are members of the Demon Sect.

Yan Mobai believed that the little girl who used to pour tea and water for him would not harm him, but when that little girl took the position of the leader and had the experience of deciding the life and death of all living beings with a single word, the person he met in Zhongzhou might be a different person.

The other three continents are different.

As Shan Zhenzhen said, ignoring the actual situation, the one who nominally rebelled in the outer three continents was Qiu Ruoli of the Central Continent. Neither the Dharma Protector Jidu nor the Dharma Protector Luohou intended to change the word "Dharma Protector" to "Leader".

Now she wants to arrest Yan Mobai and bring him back. In the future, when his cultivation level can convince the public, the word "please" will have to be changed to "invite".

Being the leader of the three outer continents is not only legitimate, but no one will regard him as a thorn in the eye. The only drawback is that he has no real power.

Shan Zhenzhen said these words, probably to remind him to leave a way out for himself in the future, and not to become mortal enemies with the Outer Three Continents Demon Sect. Even if he might not have any say as the leader of the Outer Three Continents, at least he would nominally be in charge of a large force, which could shield him from many storms.

In the future, when he succeeds in refining his spirit and is forced to take sides, it would be safer to be a leader in the three outer continents than to live under someone else's roof in Zhongzhou. The two guardians will always have a place for him as a leader. A relationship bound by interests will always be much more reliable than a relationship bound by emotions before the interests disappear.

"We'll talk about the future later."

Yan Mobai shook his head without comment. He was still a long way from refining his spirit. Going to the three outer continents without sufficient means of self-protection would be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. Besides... he might not reach the point of desperation. If there was any other choice, he would not intend to get involved in the affairs of immortals and demons from now on.

Seeing him like this, Shan Zhenzhen didn't continue talking and instead started chatting with the little thing on his shoulder.

Perhaps because of the scene in which the blanket was handed to her before her death, Yi Niaoniao did not show much hostility towards the mastermind behind the scenes. She chatted softly with Shan Zhenzhen about her past. Her slender white legs under the white robe hung from the leader's shoulders, and her embroidered shoes hung in the air, swaying back and forth in an adorable way.

She also asked what the Yin-Yang Triple Life Contract was. After knowing the answer, her big amber eyes suddenly sparkled.

The two parties, who were mortal enemies not long ago, now seemed like old friends getting together. Even An Xiaoyu sat down at the sandalwood table, holding her chin, quietly looking at the little girl on the leader's shoulder who was happily chatting with Shan Zhenzhen, her wine-red eyes full of confusion.

It's just... all this is based on the premise that no one of them can do anything to anyone else.

The heart-pounding waves quietly spread in Jiuling Town.

The lead-gray seal that shrouded the sky above Jiuling Town and was cut open by An Xiaoyu suddenly disappeared silently like water.

The gray ban descended like a stage curtain and finally disappeared. What hung in the sky was not the blazing sun, but an exceptionally large, bright and clear moon.

The bright moonlight rolled in from the window sill, coating everyone's cheeks with a layer of silver.

The moment he saw the person coming, Yan Mobai immediately realized that the balance between the two sides had been broken.

Chapter 141: Not Fearful of the Immortals

The outer walls and eaves of the inn melted away under the moonlight, and the edges were as smooth as if cut by a knife. The bright white moonlight poured in, illuminating everything in the guest room.

There was no sword light illuminating the heaven and earth, no sword chanting resounding through the heaven and earth, there was not even a strong sound of wind, no floating catkins dancing.

As small as the outer wall of an inn or as vast as the forbidden world outside Jiuling Town, anything that blocks the newcomers from arriving here will disappear silently like snow in the spring breeze.

The more nonchalant the statement was, the more at ease it seemed. The little sword spirit girl had already hidden behind the leader's neck. Even An Xiaoyu, who was usually unscrupulous, did not dare to move at all. She stood beside the table with her sword in her arms, and her slender jade fingers holding the hilt were a little stiff.

"Master..."

Li Yuluo looked up in shock, looking at the huge bright moon in the sky. Her petite body trembled slightly unconsciously.

How could it be the moon? It was clearly a ray of sword light that had not yet been fired, so bright and dazzling that it completely blocked out the daylight. The light of the sword was as dim as a firefly, and it seemed that everything was dark.

She held back the pain of being burned to tears and stared at the sword light. In the moonlight, she could vaguely make out a lonely and cold figure in a blue skirt.

Why is Master here... You promised to let them go, is he going back on his word?

When she met Shan Zhenzhen, she could still struggle and resist, but when she met Qian Qiuxue, Li Yulo didn't even have the thought of resisting, because she had never seen anyone who could go against the wishes of his master and still live in this world. Even a figure like the leader was captured and thrown into the cave. Who in the world could be more powerful than the leader?

At this critical moment, a hand pinched her soft face with a little force. The girl was in so much pain that she couldn't help but close her burning eyes.

It's already this late, and the leader still wants to bully her...

Li Yuluo wanted to cry and was angry. She grabbed his hand, opened her pink lips, showing her sharp little canine teeth. She was about to take a bite, but heard him whisper in her ear, "Don't worry. Do you remember what Shan Hufa said?"

The warm wind blowing into the girl's ears made her feel numb as if she had been electrocuted. The bite that was intended to be revenge suddenly lost its force. She bit her finger with a humming sound and looked up at him stupidly with her light purple eyes. Then she realized the meaning of the leader's words.

Shan Zhenzhen said not long ago that someone would bring the elixir and precious herbs that Yiniao needed within an incense stick of time...

Could it be that... this "someone" refers to Master?

But why would Master go to so much trouble for Sister Yi...

She was stunned for a long time, until strands of crystal clear saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth and fell onto the leader's fingers. She hurriedly opened her mouth and wiped the saliva off his hands with her silk sleeves.

"Master Qianqiu has such a powerful aura." A charming woman's voice with a smile came from the side, startling the girl so much that she turned her head to look.

Apart from the leader, there was another person present who was indifferent to the bright moon in the sky.

Shan Zhenzhen waved her hand and took the round stool from the coffee table, and sat down with her legs crossed as before, but this time she no longer had the silk fan in her hand, which made her look less elegant and more casual.

"The immortal light is restrained, and there is no immortal energy flowing in his every move. He has returned to his original simplicity... I would like to speculate that Sect Master Qianqiu has probably already entered the realm of unity between man and nature, and within ten years, he will be able to overcome the calamity of becoming an immortal." Shan Zhenzhen said as she turned her head, only to see a silver-haired woman in a light blue skirt appear in the place that was originally empty. Silk ribbons fluttered at her sides, and her scarlet eyes stared at her coldly.

Just as she said, the woman in front of her had no signs of cultivation, and even her ethereal temperament was much more restrained. At first glance, she didn't look like a fairy, but rather like a gorgeous woman from the mortal world.

The silver-haired woman's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all her disguises: "You stayed here just to wait for me?"

Shan Zhenzhen did not deny it, but said: "I have heard that the Yuheng Sect Master is as beautiful as the moon. Today I have seen it with my own eyes, and it is indeed as good as the reputation."

"Although his cultivation is not deep, he is quite brave." There was no anger in Qian Qiuxue's words, and her expression was as cold as usual, but the aura of perfect spiritual cultivation had already oppressed the woman in the red skirt.

Even though Shan Zhenzhen was a body of Heavenly Dao, her cultivation was only at the initial stage of spirit refinement. Under the pressure that was several times greater than that of ordinary perfection, she inevitably vomited blood.

Seeing that she lowered her head due to the breath, Qian Qiuxue glanced at the white-haired boy not far away, then looked away after a moment.

"The overall situation in the Western Region has been settled. The leaders and elders of the righteous sects will return soon. Why should the Dharma Protector Shan be so anxious..."

She walked up to Shan Zhenzhen, looking down at him with her crimson eyes indifferently, "When the various sects have sorted out the spoils of the Western Expedition, the next ones to be exterminated will be the demon cultivators like you."

"Destroy the demon cultivators like us?"

Shan Zhenzhen was injured, but the smile on her face did not diminish. She wiped the blood from her lips gracefully with her hand, looked into those crimson eyes for a moment, and suddenly said something unclear, "Master Qianqiu, do you think there are still immortals in the world today?"

"The immortals have been extinct for ten thousand years. Even if they are still alive, they must be lingering on. When I ascend to immortality one day, all of you will come to kowtow to me."

Qian Qiuxue remained unmoved and said softly, "If you want to scare me with immortals, I advise you to give up this plan."

She raised her jade hand, and with a stroke of the air across the delicate neck of the woman in front of her, she removed the beautiful head completely.

The enchanting body fell to the ground, blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking the screen in blood.

Shan Zhenzhen's head rolled on the table and finally stopped right next to Qian Qiuxue's hand, where she grabbed it by her hair.

She lowered her eyes to look at the green eyes of the head, "If you have nothing else to say, then you can go back."

A few breaths passed without Dan Zhenzhen continuing to speak. Qian Qiuxue's fingertips emitted wisps of pure white moonlight, which wrapped around the enchanting and beautiful face of the head in her hand. Without any regret, she melted the head away just like she had melted the ban of heaven and earth and the outer wall of the inn before.

Just when it melted until only the mouth was left, the bright red lips suddenly laughed: "Qian Qiuxue, do you know what is under the abyss? If you are as far-sighted as your lover, you should go down and try your luck, to see what immortality is! Today's situation was decided ten thousand years ago, but you want to cover the sky with one hand, you deserve to be trapped in the calamity of love..."

The first few sentences failed to move Qian Qiuxue's expression at all, but when the word "love calamity" came out of her red lips, her eyes froze for a moment, and the immortal energy that had been suppressed suddenly surged. She exerted force with her hands and crushed the remaining half of her head into pieces.

Broken bones mixed with blood flowed from between her jade-white fingers, the deep red mixed with the bright white, and soon disappeared into thin air in the moonlight.

Witnessing this scene, Xiao Dao Ling and Li Yuluo trembled in fear and shrank back behind the leader at the same time.