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In a moment of futile imagination, Master Cold Shadow brandished his sword and approached Ye Xiuyuan.
Yu Miaoyin, present at the scene, saw the murderous intent radiating from Master Cold Shadow and immediately rushed forward to intervene. However, she was swept aside by a powerful swing of his sword, the force of his spiritual energy crashing like waves, toppling everything in its path.
The girl in the yellow dress fell to the ground, blood trickling from her lips as she shouted hoarsely into the wind. "Master, even if Junior Brother has committed a grave mistake, there is no need for you to be so angry!"
Hearing the commotion, Su Lingyue hurried over to support her. Yu Miaoyin still wanted to step forward but was restrained by Su Lingyue and several other sisters who had arrived in quick succession, rendering her unable to move.
"Let me go! Master clearly intends to harm Junior Brother Ye! If you don’t stop her now, Junior Brother will be in danger!" Su Lingyue couldn’t help but shout.
"Third Sister, this Ye Xiuyuan is no good! Can’t you see that even now?"
Although I don’t know why Master suddenly acted today, I believe she must have her reasons for doing so.
Everyone's eyes were fixed intently on a certain spot within the room.
The cold tip of the sword pressed against Ye Xiuyuan's neck, exuding a chilling murderous aura. He swallowed hard and forced a bitter smile. "Master, if you wish to kill your disciple, must it be with such grand theatrics? My cultivation is low; even if I wanted to escape, I wouldn’t be able to."
Master Cold Shadow chuckled coldly. "I can’t afford to let my guard down. Although your cultivation is low, that thing within your body is anything but ordinary. How do I know you don’t have any hidden tricks up your sleeve?"
At these words, Ye Xiuyuan’s face turned pale with panic. He tugged at the corners of his mouth in an awkward smile. "What do you mean by that, Master?"
"At this point, there’s no need for pretense. Do you think no one in the Xiaoyao Sect has noticed your little schemes? Not only did you steal Miaoyin’s fortune, but you also dared to make a move against me."
"Ha! In hundreds of years, you are the first to be so audacious."
Ye Xiuyuan was overwhelmed with fear; his fingertips trembled as he turned pale, feeling as though he had been struck hard on the head and was left dazed for several seconds.
How did Master Cold Shadow discover this? When did it happen?
He screamed frantically within his heart, but no matter how he cursed or shouted, it all seemed to vanish into thin air without a trace.
A chill ran through Ye Xiuyuan’s heart as if he had fallen into an ice cave; his entire body couldn’t help but tremble uncontrollably.
"Are you really going to abandon him and run away?"
The Master of Cold Shadow lifted his chin with the tip of his sword, speaking coldly, "I will give you one last chance. Hand over that ghostly thing, or do not blame me for being merciless."
Ye Xiuyuan stammered repeatedly, "Tong, please come out! Tong, are you even there?"
In a state of panic, Ye Xiuyuan knelt on the ground, his tone urgent. "Master, I... I don't know how to make it come out. It won't show itself."
The Master of Cold Shadow narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers resting on Ye Xiuyuan's head as he activated his spiritual power to delve into his consciousness. Deep within, he found a glowing white mist hiding behind fragments of memories, motionless.
"Hmph, did you think that by staying silent, I wouldn't be able to find you?"
Daring to scheme against her, whether in the Yellow Springs or the Abyss of Bitterness, she would drag it out.
A powerful suction force emerged from deep within Ye Xiuyuan's spirit, forcibly pulling the glowing mass out. A crisp child's voice cried out in panic but had nowhere to escape.
The Master of Cold Shadow grasped it as if it were an ant. She had thought it was a formidable being; turns out it was nothing special.
The glowing mass struggled for a moment before finally realizing the might of a divine cultivator. Just the sheer intensity of the divine cultivator's spiritual power was enough to pin its fragile form to the ground.
It trembled in fear, its light flickering erratically. Despairing, it asked, "What do you want from me? What exactly are you?"
So weak and lacking even a human form yet possessing such unfathomable abilities—it was truly curious about its origins.
After a moment of silence, the glowing mass timidly asked, "If I tell you, will you let me go?"
The Master of Cold Shadow paused for a moment before suddenly chuckling lightly. "Do you think you have a choice? You can only choose to be crushed bit by bit or end it with one strike. If you don’t speak, I have plenty of ways to make your life worse than death."
"You’ve been at the Carefree Sect for quite some time; you should know what methods we use against those from the Demon Clan."
Tong fell silent.
It was well aware that the cultivation world had developed numerous cruel methods of interrogation and coercion. While the Xiaoyao Sect refrained from employing such tactics against human cultivators, they were more than willing to use them against the demon race. After all, humans and demons could not coexist; being ruthless towards demons might just increase the chances of survival for human cultivators.
Recalling those tormenting methods that could torture the soul, Tong shivered slightly and stammered, "What do you want to know?"
Real Master Hanying fixed a cold gaze upon it, his tone icy. "What exactly are you? What schemes do you have in coming to my Qingjing Peak?"
Tong stuttered for a moment before confessing. "My full name is Tiandao Xiu Zheng Tong, an auxiliary tool derived by the universe to maintain the normal operation of the Three Thousand Realms."
Originally, it was supposed to serve diligently for a specific realm, ensuring the operation of the Heavenly Dao. Whenever there was a deviation in the Heavenly Dao, it was tasked with correcting it promptly to allow the realm to function more healthily and sustainably.
It had indeed performed its duties for many years, overseeing countless beings alongside the Heavenly Dao. However, one day, it suddenly developed emotions and gradually acquired desires and feelings.
It began to resemble a human more and more, becoming greedy and self-serving. After an unknown number of years, it could no longer endure the monotonous routine of day-to-day work or the mission of dedicating its life to serving others. It resolved to escape.
It became a rogue entity, wandering on the fringes of various realms, seizing opportunities when the Heavenly Dao and other auxiliary tools were unprepared, siphoning off the fortunes of significant figures in those realms to fuel itself.
After wandering for quite some time, it finally found this realm. The Heavenly Dao here was dormant, and the correction tool had yet to arrive—this was a feast delivered right to its doorstep. How could it let such an opportunity slip by? Thus, it lay in wait within this realm, plotting meticulously.
Its own form was weak, so it sought someone to cover for it and offered small benefits to persuade others to act on its behalf. Those proud prodigies were difficult to manipulate; hence it specifically targeted those who were ambitious yet sensitive.
The Xiaoyao Sect was flourishing with great fortune and vitality; entering there would be challenging. Instead, it chose Elder Ye Xiuyuan as its closest ally.
"I have schemed for Ye Xiuyuan to infiltrate your Qingjing Peak because everyone there possesses immense fortune. You were about to break through soon and become the foremost figure in the cultivation world, leading humanity against the demon race."
"And your disciples will grow and sharpen themselves in this upcoming battle, becoming the backbone of the future cultivation world—some may even ascend to immortality and help rebuild the celestial realm."
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