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What does this mean?
After reading the message on the jade talisman, Elder Chang's heart skipped a beat, nearly causing him to lose his footing. He paced anxiously, unable to make a decision, and couldn't help but curse loudly.
These demons really know how to stir up trouble; when I catch them, I will surely flay their skins!
Master Qingxu's expression was grave. This matter could be discussed later; the urgent task was to head to Baiyun Palace. If there truly were demons in the world, it would likely not be enough for just the two of us.
I immediately sent a message to the sect requesting support, but as for Wangjing...
Master Qingxu snorted coldly. Compared to this situation, what was a mere Bai Ruojing? It must be that those demons were worried we would ruin their plans and deliberately released this bait.
We absolutely cannot be distracted at this moment; we must not fall into their trap.
Elder Chang nodded repeatedly and quickly turned to inform the sect about the situation. Remembering Bai Ruojing, who had fled in Wangjing, he added a few more notes—if the sect had any resources left, they should not forget to deal with this person as well.
However, I still found this matter somewhat strange.
Strange about what?
Master Qingxu, think about it: the blood pool is dry, the blood sacrifice has stopped, and the demonic body on the stone platform has also disappeared. Doesn’t that indicate that the demon has already been revived? If so, why is Xunjiang still conducting human sacrifices?
Elder Chang muttered to himself. Could it be that Xunjiang Longjun is Xunjiang Longjun, and that demon is just a demon, each conducting their own rituals?
But that wicked dragon died a thousand years ago; how could it still have the strength to cause trouble?
Aren't they trying to use Xunjiang Longjun's guise to openly sacrifice the demon?
Wait a minute; this matter is getting more complicated. What exactly lies beneath Xunjiang? Does it have anything to do with this demon? If the demon has already been revived, where has it gone?
A series of mysteries intertwined left both of them perplexed. To unravel these enigmas, they would likely need to visit the site in person.
At Xiaoyao Sect, Fan Wuyou learned of this matter and quickly summoned the elders still gathered within the sect.
Upon hearing that a demon might have been revived, several elders led by Elder Nan volunteered to immediately head out for support.
Elder Huang chuckled. I may not be as capable as the other elders in combat; let me take care of Wangjing this time.
Fan Wuyou looked at him with some concern.
Elder Huang smiled gently, but his demeanor was particularly resolute.
"There's no need for the Sect Leader to worry about me. Although my combat abilities may not match those of the other elders, dealing with a young man in the Golden Core stage is more than sufficient for me."
Though Bai Ruojing was merely at the Golden Core stage, once he fell into the hands of a demon, who knew what he might become? However, seeing Elder Huang's unwavering attitude, Fan Wuyou felt it inappropriate to say more. He raised his cup in place of a toast, wishing the elders well.
The elders all drank their tea and returned the gesture before turning to leave. Watching their departing figures, Fan Wuyou's brow furrowed deeper with concern. The world was becoming increasingly unpredictable.
Ji Linglong waited for a long time without seeing Qi Xiao and found it quite strange. Noticing that Su Yinyin had finally settled down a bit, she decided to leave and check on Qi Xiao's situation.
Suddenly, Su Yinyin spoke up. "Sister Jiang, could you help me retrieve my brother's remains from the water?"
Ji Linglong hesitated; the pool looked ominous, and she had no idea what kind of dark forces the evil cultivators had left within it. The bones retrieved from such a place were unlikely to be anything one should touch. After pondering for a while and seeing Su Yinyin's pale and dazed expression as she stared intently at the pool, Ji Linglong suddenly understood.
Even if she didn't take action, this foolish girl would likely jump in herself. She focused her spiritual energy and lifted the remains out of the water, gently placing them on the ground. In a low voice, she cautioned, "If you want to properly bury your brother's remains, you shouldn't touch them just yet."
Su Yinyin nodded, tears streaming down her pale face. She lowered her head and unfastened her belt, removing her inner garment and gently draping it over the remains, her voice soft and dazed. "My brother always valued his dignity; he surely wouldn't want to be seen like this after his death."
Ji Linglong felt a lump in her throat and turned her head away, not wanting Su Yinyin to see her expression.
Su Yinyin continued, "Sister Jiang, my brother has been in this pool for so long; he must be very unclean. If I let him be buried like this, he will surely come to me in my dreams and scold me."
"Sister Jiang, do you have any way to make him cleaner?"
The remains were stained with a grayish-white hue as if tainted by something—perhaps poison or something else entirely. Ji Linglong didn't understand the intricacies involved but felt compelled not to refuse the girl's request upon hearing her words.
She hesitated for a moment before handing over a gourd of spiritual spring water from the back mountain of Qingxuan Peak.
"Use this to wash up; it might help a bit," she said.
The spring water, infused with spiritual energy over the years, naturally possessed some longevity and detoxifying properties. Its cleansing effect on magical creatures was far superior to that of ordinary spring water.
Su Yinyin lowered her head and accepted it. "Thank you."
Ji Linglong couldn't help but speak up. "You should know I'm not Jiang Xinlian, right?"
Su Yinyin silently nodded. "I know. I suspected it when I was at Chaoyun Palace. You're nothing like the other brides. Not only are you calm, but you also understand much more. You even have rare earth-grade talismans."
From that moment, I knew you must be a cultivator who replaced Jiang Xinlian.
Realizing she had exposed herself so early, Ji Linglong felt a bit embarrassed and fearful. What if Su Yinyin had other intentions and reported her? Wouldn't she be done for?
"Then why do you keep calling me Sister Jiang?" Ji Linglong asked.
Su Yinyin glanced at her disciple robes and whispered, "You disguised yourselves to avoid being recognized by others, right?"
Ji Linglong was momentarily speechless, caught off guard by Su Yinyin's insight. It seemed she had already guessed everything; her silence was merely to cooperate with them.
"Then why did you want to come with me?" Ji Linglong pressed.
"I’m weak on my own," Su Yinyin replied, her expression resolute. "I'm afraid I won't be able to find my brother."
Ji Linglong's eyes widened in disbelief. "So you risked everything just to come with me? Aren't you afraid I might also be a bad person?"
Su Yinyin bit her lip tightly, determination etched on her face. "I am afraid, but at this point, I have no way out. As an ordinary girl, even if I find my brother, escaping from Baiyun Palace would be nearly impossible, let alone bringing him along."
"Given that, I might as well take a gamble. I bet Baiyun Palace has committed countless evils over the years; we are both just passersby!"
Ji Linglong was taken aback by the conviction in her words and found herself momentarily speechless. This truly was a gamble where one could easily lose their life. If they had ulterior motives or were not good people, the moment Su Yinyin showed any signs of strangeness, she could be eliminated!
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