I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 210 Crossing the River of Oblivion: A Shocking Kneeling Kiss (9)

Neither the master nor the disciple could have imagined that their long-awaited reunion would take place in the afterlife.

On the eight-hundred-mile road to the underworld, they just happened to run into each other?!

As expected, tensions rose immediately upon their first meeting.

The atmosphere was tense and strained, mainly because Yuan Che was overly "excited," gripping his sword with both hands, his wrists trembling, and staring intently at Mei Shiyu.

He kept repeating to himself, "It's you," "It really is you," "How could it be you?"

“It’s me, it really is me, how can it not be me?” Mei Shiyu responded to every word he said, but sighed inwardly.

If the disguise pill hadn't failed, there wouldn't have been this confrontation between master and disciple; they could have simply passed each other by and waited for a better opportunity to meet.

Why did the disguise pill fail to work?

Without thinking, he sheathed his sword and stepped forward. "Che'er, are you injured?"

The first thing Mei Shiyu saw was a glaring patch of bright red on Yuan Che's chest, and his face was also splattered with blood.

Taking another step forward, he frowned and asked, "Who did this?"

"It wasn't me!" Yuan Che wiped the blood and sweat from the tip of his nose with his sleeve, pointed his sword at him, and said, "Stop right there, don't come any closer!"

It wasn't his blood, Mei Shiyu thought, that's good.

"So that means you hurt someone? Who was it?"

What are you doing here? Did you come alone?

What exactly happened just now?

He asked several questions in a row, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He still cared about his disciple just like he did back in the Dao Xuan Sect. Even though his disciple might not recognize him anymore, it didn't matter.

"Me, you?!" Yuan Che saw that he was about to run into the sword tip himself, and made a snap decision—

He withdrew the sword.

He swung his arm too hard and almost stabbed his own foot. To save face, he turned his face to the side and raised his proud head, pretending nothing had happened.

"Hmph... What's there for me to say to you?"

His tone was stern and unapproachable.

Mei Shiyu pretended not to see anything.

I didn't see him point a sword at me, nor did I see him put the sword behind his back; his expression remained calm and normal.

Can you guarantee your safety?

"what?"

Yuan Che turned his head, puzzled.

"With your skills, can you leave here unscathed?"

"Of course."

"it is good."

Mei Shiyu walked past him without turning her head and said, "Let's meet again next time. I don't care what you do, just take care of yourself."

Yuan Che: "..." That's it? That's all?!

He was somewhat unwilling to give up, and chased after Mei Shiyu, stopping him from leaving on his sword. "And what about you? What are you going to do? Why did you come here? Are you alone too? You..."

They paused, and both looked warily toward the roadside.

On both sides of Huangquan Road, there is an endless "sea of ​​flowers".

Just like in the legend, this road to death is covered with scarlet flowers that guide the souls of the dead. When they bloom, they are in full bloom and stretch endlessly. Anyone who sees them will stop and forget that they have fallen into hell, and mistakenly believe that their soul has returned to the Heaven of Reunion!

But the legend is not accurate.

Only those who have truly walked the road to the underworld know that the stories in the folk tales are all lies.

The phrase "flowers blooming everywhere, heaven and earth" sounds better in words than in deeds, and is for reference only.

The so-called "sea of ​​flowers" does not actually exist.

The scene that Mei Shiyu saw was a thousand times, ten thousand times more desolate than the withering of flowers in autumn. The ground was covered with broken branches and leaves, dead grass and withered vines, and even charred marks from a fire. It was so desolate that there was no beauty to speak of.

This is normal.

Flowers in the underworld usually don't bloom. If they do bloom, it's a sign of something unusual—there must be something sinister going on!

The reason he noticed the commotion by the roadside was because two blurry figures were moving through the filth. Gradually, they became clearer and clearer, and turned out to be two women, one dressed in green and the other in red.

The woman in green was tall and slender, without any makeup, her face bare, her eyebrows and eyes quite heroic, her expression indifferent and aloof, and she didn't wear any of the ornaments that girls usually like. Even her hair was simply tied up with a bamboo hairpin, very clean and neat.

The woman in red was the complete opposite. Her face was meticulously painted, her makeup exquisite, and her hair was adorned with numerous hairpins and ornaments that jingled as she walked, making her appear very playful and adorable. In particular, she didn't walk properly; instead, she would hold onto the arm of the woman in green with both hands, shaking and swaying it, laughing like a flower.

The woman in green was expressionless, calm and silent, like a still, deep well where a stone thrown in wouldn't make a sound. She remained unmoved as people grabbed her arm and threw tantrums, her back still straight, her steps calm and steady.

These two are female disciples of the Dao Xuan Sect, not strangers, and Mei Shiyu recognizes them.

As they approached, Yuan Che strode forward and asked, "Senior Sister, Yue'er, did you find the item?"

"Senior brother, what happened to you?!" The woman in red's expression changed drastically when she saw him covered in blood, and she started groping him wildly.

"Where are you hurt? Take it off and let me see. Luckily, Ah Chun is here. She has all kinds of herbs, and even if she doesn't have any, she can grow them on the spot."

"No, no, no... Yue'er!" Yuan Che grabbed her wrist, his face and neck quickly turning red, and he could barely speak.

Hua Yingyue ignored all that and said as if no one else was around, "Ugh, you're so annoying! Why are you blocking me like this? Are you afraid that I, a mere woman, will molest you in broad daylight?! If I really wanted to molest you, I wouldn't let a third person see it... um..."

Yuan Che quickly covered her mouth, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

Hua Yingyue's mouth was covered, but her eyes and brows were smiling. Her peach blossom eyes were more eloquent than her mouth. She blinked a few times and Yuan Che hurriedly removed her hand. "It seems that Senior Brother is not injured. You are so quick. I was worried for nothing."

Once she confirmed that everyone was alright, she breathed a sigh of relief, only then noticing that there was another person standing behind Yuan Che.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "Master...Master...Uncle-Master???"

Mei Shiyu nodded, very pleased: "You two, fellow disciples, really have a good relationship."

At that moment, Yuan Che really wanted to bury his head in the ground.

Fortunately, his master was quite clueless in certain areas, and even if he found something strange, he wouldn't delve into it.

Mei Shiyu asked, "Did you come with him?"

"No, no, no, he insisted on coming with us, and we couldn't shake him off. Senior Sister Chun and I were together!"

Hua Yingyue was much more open than Yuan Che. After a moment of surprise and doubt, a look of joy appeared on her face. She said whatever she needed to say to Mei Shiyu, and even ran over and circled around him, looking him up and down.

"Junior Uncle, it really is you! It's been so long, I almost didn't recognize you. You know what? Ever since you left Cangyou Mountain, there have been all sorts of rumors circulating inside and outside the sect, but I don't believe a word of them! I really wanted to see you again sometime and ask you in person, but I never expected it to be in this godforsaken place."

"Uncle-Master, don't think I'm being long-winded. You have to say everything from the heart so that others can fully understand! I'm not Yuan Che. He has a mouth for show, but I have a mouth for use. He's embarrassed, shy, proud, rigid, and doesn't know how to speak, so I'll speak for him. What he said just now was also what he was thinking."

Yuan Che wanted to refute, and Mei Shiyu wanted to interrupt, but Hua Yingyue wouldn't allow it, and said in a hurry, "Uncle-Master, I just want to know, did you betray the Dao Xuan Sect and join the Taiji Palace willingly?"

Upon hearing this, neither of them was in a hurry to speak. Yuan Che looked at his master with a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he could resolve most of the misunderstanding and estrangement simply by sincerely saying "no".

But Mei Shiyu didn't even have a chance to speak.

With a cry of "What a small world!", an arc of water blade forced Yuan Che back several steps.

The splashing water cut a bloody gash on his face.

As he retreated, he didn't forget to grab Hua Yingyue's arm, instinctively wanting to pull her behind him to protect her, but he grabbed nothing. He quickly retreated to a safe area, and when he turned around, he saw that his junior sister had already taken his senior sister's hand and run even further than him.

Yuan Che: "..."

Mei Shiyu blocked Xue Rendong's Cangming Halberd with his sword and shouted sharply, "Stop!"

The two clashed, their internal energy erupting first and then spreading, sweeping across the surrounding area and clearing a large expanse of white ground.

Xue Rendong raised the tip of his halberd. "Alright, I'll stop."

He planted the heavy halberd, weighing a thousand pounds, into the ground. “Immortal Mei, the Palace Master wants me to keep an eye on you, but you want to protect your disciple. I can’t help it. I can let him go today, but I can’t guarantee that others won’t kill him in the future… You may not know this, but the Palace Master has ordered that anyone in the Taiji Palace who sees your disciple must kill him.”

"Why?!" Mei Shiyu was very surprised, but then she thought, why bother asking "why"?

Yuan Che's parents and clansmen all died at the hands of Li Tingyun. This great demon committed all kinds of evil. When he went to the human world, he killed a group of mortals. Wasn't that also "for no reason"?

No one knows why he would make trouble for mortals. The only reasonable explanation is that he is "severing ties with the mortal world".

But by then he had already reached the pinnacle, having walked the path of cultivation for a long time, at least several hundred years old. What "worldly ties" could he possibly still be entangled with? The life and death of mortals last no more than a hundred years; he could only be seeking revenge on someone else's descendants.

Mei Shiyu questioned, "When was the order given? Did Li Tingyun say it himself?"

“Early in the morning. Of course. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Xia Changfeng,” Xue Rendong said.

Xia Changfeng's soul fire also arrived, testifying for him: "That's right, the Palace Master did say that."

Without hesitation, Mei Shiyu turned to Yuan Che and said, "Leave this territory, immediately!"

"No!" Yuan Che retorted to him for the first time ever.

"They think they can kill me? Don't even dream about it! Good will prevail over evil, and I will definitely defeat them!"

"A hundred years ago in Lingxi Village, even Li Tingyun personally took action and couldn't kill me, let alone now?!"

"I'm asking you to tell him that Heaven spared my life so that he would understand that cause and effect are not arbitrary!"

"Don't bother him coming to me. One day, I will go find him myself! I will make him pay for his crimes in blood!!!"

"..." Xue Rendong and Xia Changfeng were completely unmoved.

They've heard similar words countless times, whether they're passionate or heartbreaking; they're as boring as drinking plain water.

Xue Rendong even had the mood to tease: "Okay, okay, you put in more effort. If you can survive even one move from the Palace Master, I'll be willing to admit that you're blessed by destiny, that you're special, and that only you can make him pay for his blood debt."

Xia Changfeng chimed in, "Yes, I believe you too. You're not just talking big—you're just joking! Are you trying to make me laugh to death? If your 'you will definitely defeat us' refers to this method, then congratulations, you succeeded. You're incredibly impressive."

They're snatching bamboo shoots!

This is the effect of setting a good example; Li Tingyun has set a good precedent.

The people in Taiji Hall all know how to speak in ridicule and sarcasm, especially their nonchalant tone.

This kind of ability must have taken a long time to develop, right?

Mei Shiyu touched her forehead with her hand, "Yuan Che, you should go home, be good, okay?"