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Bai Shu scoffed, "Die in battle? That demon is not so easily killed." The original owner was still living well in the Demon Realm; this was merely a puppet created from a drop of his blood and a strand of his hair.
Because their essences were intertwined, it allowed for a better summoning of his spirit and a more effective vessel to carry his cultivation and soul. Those demons, sealed within the Demon Realm, could not escape, so they devised this method to borrow the descent of a spirit into the human world. However, even if a spirit could traverse the seal, it was no easy feat.
Thus, the Bai family had tirelessly searched for individuals whose souls resonated with that of the demon, refining them as nourishment in an attempt to enhance this body’s allure to the spirit. Qi Xiao was even more puzzled, his brows knitting tighter. If the real person did not wish to be an accomplice to evil, why would he still collude with Elder Wang to resurrect this demon?
Upon hearing this, Bai Shu's expression twisted into one of madness. "What do you understand? When my Bai family's ancestors wandered the streets, starving and on the brink of death, that demon seized the opportunity. With just a bowl of rice porridge, he bought our family for generations!"
He forced the ancestor to swear an oath and placed a curse on our bloodline, binding us as slaves and servants for eternity, to forge a body for him. If that were all, it might have been bearable. But who would have thought that demon would not only threaten us but also prepare Elder Wang's faction to monitor us?
With all this against us, my Bai family had no choice. Without that demon and Elder Wang, we could have stood proudly in the cultivation world, dominating our own territory. Yet that demon and Elder Wang forced us into disgrace, turning us into sinners!
Bai Shu had endured so much and longed to end it all. He coldly looked at Qi Xiao. "If you kill him, this should be easy for someone like you from a prestigious family, right?"
Qi Xiao silently drew his sword. The eradication of demons was something that should be done. Yet he not only wanted to eliminate the demon but also wished to survive.
This matter concerning the demon had already become a knot in Bai Shu's heart. Now that he finally had the chance to kill him, he would not let it slip away easily. Qi Xiao stood at the edge of the blood pool while Bai Shu stood behind him, seemingly ready to push him in if he hesitated any longer.
"Why aren’t you making your move?" Before death arrives, one tends to think a little more deeply.
Qi Xiao stepped onto the corpses in the pool and flew above the ice coffin. He looked at the pale and handsome figure of Qing inside, raising his sharp sword, aiming directly at his heart.
However, just as he moved down a couple of inches, the array surrounding the ice coffin glowed faintly, causing the tip of his sword to halt abruptly.
A chill flashed in Bai Shu's eyes. Why did he stop?
Qi Xiao smiled brilliantly, a mocking expression on his face. "You want me to sacrifice my life to kill for you, to help your Bai family find relief? What face do you have to ask that of me? I, Qi Xiao, never engage in losing deals! If you want to kill me—no, if you make a move, I can self-destruct right here.
A self-detonation from a Golden Period cultivator, combined with this array on the ice coffin, should be enough to blow open this piece of land, right? What kind of commotion would that cause? The altar would be exposed; how would the Bai family explain themselves then?"
Bai Shu's robe billowed without wind as his spiritual energy surged wildly. His voice was icy cold. "Are you threatening me?"
"You threatened me first!" Qi Xiao retorted. "I advise you to think carefully about whether you want to make a move. After all, you've forced me into a corner; in the end, there's only death awaiting me. I can make as much noise as I want.
Oh, by the way, if this place is blown open, won't the dungeon be exposed too? Tsk tsk, the esteemed Bai family—worshipping a demon lord while imprisoning cultivators and harming disciples of the Carefree Sect! I can't even imagine how your family will stand after this. You might even be treated as accomplices of the demon race and wiped out by the cultivation world!"
Qi Xiao sighed dramatically as if genuinely concerned for the Bai family's fate. His act infuriated Bai Shu to the point where his eyes turned red with rage. Yet despite his fury, his spiritual energy surged uncontrollably in his palms; he couldn't bring himself to unleash it.
With narrowed eyes and a grin, Qi Xiao continued, "Those without shoes aren't afraid of those who wear them. You have your concerns; I have none! Bai Zhenren should think carefully about what would be best for your family. If you dare to push me further, I'll take the Bai family down with me!"
Bai Shu was furious but had to admit that Qi Xiao had him at a disadvantage. This kid was full of tricks; he should have dealt with him decisively earlier instead of ending up in such a difficult position now.
Bai Shu clenched his teeth tightly, closing his eyes repeatedly before finally softening his tone. "Come down, and I will let you leave."
"Heh, you must be dreaming if you think you can trick me. I bet the moment my feet touch the ground, you'll stab me right through!"
Bai Shu could no longer hold back his anger; veins bulged on his forehead as he struggled to keep his temper in check, fearing he might provoke this troublesome ancestor.
"What do you want then?"
Qi Xiao propped his chin on his hand, lowering his gaze in thought for a moment before cheerfully replying, "I don't know either."
"You're trying to play me!"
"Bai Zhenren, you're really putting me in a difficult position here. Just think about it—up there is death, and down here is also death. In such a situation, can you blame me for needing some time to think?"
"So when do you plan to think?"
"I don't know. You have to give me some time; just let me think for an incense stick's worth of time."
Bai Shu gritted his teeth in agreement.
After an incense stick's worth of time, he walked back in. "Have you thought it through yet?"
"Not yet! This little bit of time is nowhere near enough; you'll have to wait a bit longer."
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
As time dragged on, Elder Wang began to feel something was off. There was no movement below; could it be that this time they had failed?
It shouldn't be! That person clearly stated that this kid was a rare treasure!
Unable to contain his curiosity, Elder Wang quietly slipped down and discovered Qi Xiao and Bai Shu facing off against each other, neither willing to back down.
Just as Bai Shu was about to make a move out of frustration, Qi Xiao patted the ice coffin to calm him down, and surprisingly, Bai Shu actually quieted down.
This was simply unbelievable!
Elder Wang entered the chamber with a serious tone. "What are you two doing?"
He looked disapprovingly at Bai Shu. "Master, this is a major issue; how can we let this kid act recklessly?"
Bai Shu laughed in anger. "If it weren't for your stubbornness insisting on this kid as the sacrifice, how could we have ended up in such a mess?"
"This kid is sitting on the ice coffin and openly declaring he wants to self-destruct to trigger the array on the coffin and summon everyone!"
He patted Elder Wang's shoulder. "You're so wise; why not come up with a solution that saves that demon's body while keeping us from becoming targets?"
Elder Wang felt a surge of anxiety upon hearing those words, taking several seconds to process Bai Shu's statement.
He puffed out his cheeks and glared, "Master, how can you use such a title? Are you not afraid of Lord Zeyuan's wrath?"
He chuckled derisively, "A useless person who can't even cross the boundary dares to threaten me here? Just because you called him 'Lord,' do you really think he’s someone of significance?"
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