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The Heavenly Mechanism Palace had remained hidden for seventy years, yet the Saintess appeared here. It was unclear what her purpose was.
Shen Weixue smiled gently, "There is no need for you to be so wary of me, Master Qingxu. The invasion of the demon clan is a matter that concerns the entire cultivation world."
"I sensed that there was trouble in Tongling, so I came specifically to resolve the crisis. I did not expect you to act first."
Master Qingxu's expression darkened as he snorted coldly. "So the Heavenly Mechanism Palace still cares about the cultivation world. I must have been narrow-minded!"
"When the Heavenly Mechanism Palace refused to respond, I thought you intended to feign ignorance indefinitely!"
"Calm your anger, Master. The actions of the Heavenly Mechanism Palace are indeed driven by unavoidable reasons. If you truly did not wish to involve yourself in this matter, why would I have appeared?"
"The avoidance by the Heavenly Mechanism Palace stems not only from fear of being embroiled in chaos but also from a desire to avoid disturbing the heavenly mechanisms."
"We who seek to understand the heavenly mechanisms often believe we can see the future, but perhaps it is precisely we who constitute a part of fate."
"It is difficult to discern whether we are outsiders or insiders; thus, the Heavenly Mechanism Palace must exercise caution."
Master Qingxu's expression softened slightly as he reluctantly accepted her explanation. "Then what does the Saintess intend to do about this situation?"
Shen Weixue cast a cold glance at Bai Shu on the ground and spoke with a chilling voice. "Colluding with demons and harming one's own kind—such actions deserve death!"
Bai Ruojing's eyes turned red instantly, filled with resentment. "We were forced into this! You pity those cultivators who were killed, but why do you not show compassion for us? Just because we were compelled to serve the demon clan, does that mean we deserve to die?"
Shen Weixue frowned, her disdain even more pronounced. "You claim you were forced, yet could you not seek help from the Four Great Sects? You fear that your ancestor Bai's betrayal to the demon clan will be exposed and tarnish your family's reputation, don't you?"
"You wish to preserve your reputation while cutting ties with that demon lord, yet you endure such humiliation and sacrifice innocent cultivators to appease him!"
"You cry out that you are wronged—what about those who have died? Are they not innocent?"
Bai Ruojing's face froze, turning pale as paper. "But... but..."
He struck the ground with his fist in frustration, shame washing over him as he lowered his head, unable to utter another word.
Oh my, what a lively scene this is! The little Bai family has actually managed to summon the esteemed guests from the Heavenly Mechanism Palace and the Carefree Sect. Truly, they are fortunate!
A charming female voice suddenly rang out, seeming to be right beside them yet also echoing from afar, swirling around so much that one could hardly discern its source.
However, the moment that voice appeared, both Master Qingxu and Shen Weixue raised their hands in unison and launched an attack towards a specific direction. The house in that direction was immediately blasted apart, the roof shattered, dust swirling, and debris flying everywhere, leaving only a half-collapsed wall teetering precariously.
A woman dressed in black with a gauzy hat landed gracefully on a nearby rooftop. Her features were obscured, but her figure was alluring; even with the flowing black veil, her stunning beauty was hard to conceal. Behind her stood a pale and slender man, exuding an eerie coldness, resembling a ghost.
The woman gently lifted her veil, revealing her snow-white chin. She curled her red lips into a smile. "What a generous gift you have presented me upon our first meeting; I almost got my clothes dirty."
Shen Weixue gritted her teeth. "You demon! How dare you appear here so brazenly?"
The woman twirled a lock of hair and laughed lightly. "What do we have to fear? A thousand years ago, our demon cavalry traversed the entire continent; this is just a small matter!"
Faced with such blatant provocation, Shen Weixue picked up her flute and played a tune. However, no sooner had the jade flute emitted two notes than two stones came flying towards her.
The first stone struck her spiritual barrier but shattered upon impact. The second stone surged straight through the gap left by the first, penetrating through despite her efforts to amplify her spiritual power with sound.
With a loud crack, the barrier fractured, and the stone hurtled toward the woman's forehead. It was only thanks to Master Qingxu swinging his dust whisk that the stone was finally shattered.
Shen Weixue wiped the sweat from her brow, her face pale. This demon was incredibly formidable; merely flicking out two stones had made it difficult for her to defend herself. If Master Qingxu hadn’t intervened just now, she feared...
As she thought this, Shen Weixue pursed her lips slightly, her expression growing increasingly grim. Although she was the Saintess of the Heavenly Mechanism Palace, she was merely at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm and not adept at combat. Compared to this naturally combative demoness who had lived who knows how long, she was at a distinct disadvantage.
If even now, before the barrier of the Demon Realm has been breached, such powerful demons are emerging, how could the cultivation world withstand them once the barrier shatters?
Master Qingxu clearly shared this concern; his expression turned serious as he stared intently at the woman atop the roof.
The woman in the black veil fell silent for a moment before suddenly letting out a soft laugh.
"What a hassle, I won't play with you anymore."
She tore off the hollow fragrance pouch hanging at her waist and threw it to the ground. With a light sound, an endless stream of dark energy erupted from the pouch, quickly polluting a large area of air.
"This is dark energy! Quickly retreat, don't get contaminated by this filth!"
Upon hearing the words "dark energy," everyone panicked and fled in all directions.
Shen Weixue furrowed her brows as she looked at the immobile Bai Shu. She wanted to help him, but saw a pale, slender hand reaching out from the black mist, grabbing Bai Shu and pulling him away.
"This person belongs to me now."
Shen Weixue tightened her brows, wanting to chase after them, but was forced to retreat by the frantically surging dark energy.
After a stick of incense had burned down, Shen Weixue and Master Qingxu worked together to set up a formation that sealed all the dark energy back into the fragrance pouch.
Although the dark energy was dealt with, Bai Shu had vanished.
Shen Weixue bit her lip, looking frustrated. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I had reacted a bit faster, that demon wouldn't have succeeded."
Master Qingxu shook his head solemnly. "This demon is cunning; none of us anticipated this. However, this matter is serious. I need to report back to the sect as soon as possible. We should handle things here quickly."
Shen Weixue nodded in agreement with his proposal.
Master Qingxu took all the members of the Bai family back to the Xiaoyao Sect for questioning, while he completely destroyed the blood pool and formation underground with a sweep of his dust whisk.
However, everyone was astonished that even after the collapse and Master Qingxu's attack with his dust whisk, the corpses among the rubble remained intact!
Shen Weixue stepped forward to examine them closely and her expression turned grave. This body had been refined using secret techniques; it was likely not much different from a true demonic body. If those people succeeded, the entire cultivation world would face great calamity!
"This demonic body cannot be destroyed by ordinary means; I implore you to try your utmost."
Master Qingxu nodded and then began chanting a spell with his fingers. With a surge of spiritual power, that demonic body was suddenly shattered into pieces.
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