newbobooks Chapter 591 Wouldn't she care?
Chapter 591 Wouldn't she care?
Qingzhi silently gazed at the faint black aura emerging from the sword formation. His icy, frosty pupils flickered, and a faint red smear slowly slid down from the sleeve behind his back, dripping onto the snow with a "plop," just like a blooming, bewitching red plum blossom.
He closed his eyes briefly, and a dazzling white light flashed, gradually covering the sword mark on his wrist that was condensed with purple lightning.
Sensing that the person outside the barrier was still there, he waved his sleeve and dispelled the barrier. The exquisite jade pavilion behind him slowly returned to its original state. Each jade brick seemed to have its own consciousness, actively transforming from shattered pieces back into square bricks, and then returning to its original position.
From afar, a young man stumbled in, his eyes never wavering as he spotted Jiang Liqian, who was hidden by the sword formation. He rushed over, only to be repelled by the power of the formation, before desperately trying to charge back in.
The demonic energy overflowing from the sword formation scorched his fingers, causing him to abruptly stop moving and stand stiffly in place.
Qingzhi watched the whole thing with a cold eye.
The boy did not stand frozen for long before he sat down cross-legged without hesitation, and an exquisite and mysterious array plate with extremely complex array patterns unfolded beneath the sword array.
An unusual atmosphere quickly enveloped the entire Linglong Pavilion.
Qingzhi frowned slightly, seemingly not expecting his actions to be so decisive.
"Is an empty shell that defies the heavens truly not afraid of being torn to shreds by a power that shouldn't exist at this moment, annihilated both body and soul?"
A slight smile appeared on the boy's pale face: "Isn't this the only reason I've tolerated the sect leader until now?"
Qingzhi's eyes darkened, a chill spreading outwards, exuding an imposing aura without anger.
The boy, however, was completely oblivious to his existence.
He wanted to help his senior.
That's all.
He didn't want the scenes from the cycle of reincarnation to repeat themselves before his eyes, and he didn't want his senior sister to disappear from his sight again.
That's all.
Anyone in the world can become a demon, but not my senior sister. He once gave up entirely, thinking that as long as he seduced her into becoming a demon, she would abandon the safety of all living beings and live peacefully with him. But what did she do?
She committed suicide just before she became a demon.
Senior Sister often said that as disciples of the Tianqian Sect, ability was secondary; only a pure heart and the path to immortality could not be deviated from. She said it, and she did it. He couldn't change Senior Sister's Daoist heart; he could only change himself.
He would always be willing to go through fire and water for his senior sister.
Blood slowly trickled down from the corner of his mouth, while the array beneath him shone ever brighter.
Looking at them, Qingzhi felt as if she were seeing her junior sister and herself from many, many years ago.
He's also capable of fighting tooth and nail for her.
But in the end, it wasn't him who died.
Unwilling to recall that most painful past, he flicked his sleeve, snowflakes fluttering down the corner of his snow-white robe, and shifted his form as the heavy palace gates slammed shut behind him.
In the distance, towards Qimingzhai, the demonic energy grew increasingly intense, intertwining with the struggling spiritual energy, as if they were about to fall together, or as if they were about to perish together.
Not a single person from within or outside the Tianqian Sect went to investigate.
The aura within the sword formation became increasingly unstable, with black energy and spiritual energy intertwined, like a powder keg that had been suppressed to the extreme, about to explode and blast itself and those around it to smithereens.
Xu Youan was secretly alarmed. The array seals in his hands quickly reversed, leaving almost no afterimage. A circle of extremely obscure and difficult-to-understand runes quickly appeared on the array beneath him. The power of the array, containing ancient divine power, quickly suppressed the malevolent energy within the sword array.
More and more blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face, slender arms and legs all seemed unable to withstand the enormous backlash, cracking open.
Xu Youan's body swayed precariously, but his eyes, like his movements, were firm and resolute, unwavering, and single-mindedly devoted to one person.
A wisp of black mist suddenly emerged from the ring on his finger, and the black veil fluttered up, half-concealing and half-revealing half of his pale, colorless chin.
A girl in a long black dress appeared behind him. Her voice had a different tone for the first time, sounding like she was angry or shocked. A dark jade pendant shimmered with an unusually bright light at her waist.
She pressed down on his shoulder, frowning as she tried to stop him: "Don't you want to live anymore? Forcibly activating the Ancient Divine Breath Array is something your body simply can't handle!"
Xu Youan gritted his teeth and persevered, the cracks on his body widening: "I can't let my senior sister die."
"you!"
The girl laughed angrily, coldly warning him, "Don't forget, we still have a promise between us. What did we come back here for? Do you want to break our contract?"
Xu Youan didn't care about this bullshit promise or contract at all. He wasn't afraid of the terrible consequences of breaking the contract. He had already borne countless divine punishments, and his fate was already sealed. What did a little more harm matter?
For him, only his senior sister, who was struggling and agonizing within the sword formation, teetering on the edge of pain and death, was the most important person.
"If you don't want me to die, help me."
The girl sneered: "She's about to fall into demonic possession. There's no way to save her now. The only thing you need to do is to rid the people of this scourge and kill her to prevent her from harming the common people."
Xu Youan remained expressionless, but a sudden chill ran through the corner of his eye.
The girl immediately clutched her chest and knelt on the ground with a pained expression.
"I think you've forgotten that now, I am your master."
The girl took a deep breath, staggered to her feet, and stared intently at Xu You'an, who was on the verge of collapse. She sneered without any politeness, "I think you've forgotten that the person I chose was never you, but your senior sister! Disrupting cause and effect will only lead to your own demise."
"I do not care."
"And what about her? Doesn't she care?"
Her breath caught in her throat, and long raven feathers fell down, concealing the sorrow lingering in her eyes.
"Senior sister... won't be sad for long. I'm not that important to her." In her heart, there are far too many people and things more important than him.
For example, who is the reason why my senior sister has fallen into demonic possession?
He was just an insignificant shadow behind her, content with the occasional glance she would give him.
I dare not hope for anything else.
Seeing the ruthless and decisive young man reveal such a vulnerable and humble expression when he was killing demons and evil cultivators, the girl was stunned and inexplicably recalled another face from her memory.
That man had also looked at her timidly, trying to please her carefully, afraid that she would dislike him.
But all of this will change.
It has become unrecognizable.
Considering her own purpose, she couldn't really let him die here. The girl suppressed her anger and transferred her divine power to him.