Chapter 138: May Your Heart Be Like Mine, A Handful of Longing Tears

"May your heart be like mine, a handful of longing tears!" Wei Yuning suddenly sang, his voice rising and falling like a drama. It was still the woman's voice from before, yet the mournful, lingering feeling pierced everyone's hearts as if all the world's beauty were drifting away.

"Qing Mo, what's wrong?" Hong Zhi's face changed dramatically; he opened his right hand and a deep‑blue mystic ice sphere appeared. The sphere radiated a chilling cold, and those nearby felt a sudden sharpness in their minds, all distracting thoughts vanishing.

"Last night we were as sticky as glue, I painted eyebrows for Ben Jun, and today you eloped with that vile maid Wan Jin; Qing Lang, how cruel your heart is! Wuwu…." The woman's voice was unaffected, continuing to speak on.

"If I ever catch that vile maid Wan Jin, I will crush her bones to dust, imprison her soul in the hidden‑realm tomb's core, make her endure endless cries of devouring until the primordial destruction! Hahaha…" Although Hong Zhi's mystic ice sphere dampened the emotional impact, the nameless woman's raging hatred still sent shivers through everyone.

"Senior brother, who is Wan Jin?" Yun Yan asked.

"I don't know either!" Hong Zhi forced a bitter smile.

"May your heart be like mine, a handful of longing tears! Wuwu…" She cried halfway, then her voice abruptly vanished.

Wei Yuning shook his head, and his gaze cleared from a daze to lucidity.

"Qing Mo, what just happened?" Hong Zhi asked again.

Wei Yuning was about to ask when a crystal‑clear consciousness came from the golden ancient pine: "A wildly insane woman possessed you, it's okay, she left again, but she left a fragment of her soul on the star‑force sphere, so she may still come!"

"Pine, can you speak?" Wei Yuning, unable to converse with Hong Zhi, quickly closed his eyes and communicated with the golden ancient pine in his mind. He holds a very high regard for the golden ancient pine; normally he is quiet like a ghost and doesn't need it to supply spiritual energy, but it never fails him in crucial moments.

"Yes, originally I couldn't, but this crazy woman's lingering spirit stimulated my consciousness, and I suddenly could speak!" The voice of the golden ancient pine's consciousness was crisp and pleasant, genderless.

Wei Yuning couldn't help asking, "Pine, are you male or female?"

"I am a tree, elder brother; have you recently driven your cultivation partner mad and fled?" The golden ancient pine abruptly shut down the mental link.

"Pine, do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

"Can you help me drive away that crazy woman's lingering spirit?"

Wei Yuning shouted in his mind, but the golden ancient pine gave no response at all.

Seeing Wei Yuning close his eyes again, everyone dared not disturb him; no one knew whether he was still himself.

When he opened his eyes again, no one spoke first; everyone waited for him to speak.

"I'm possessed!" Wei Yuning said.

"Hmm…" The crowd nodded in unison and added, "We know!"

"It was a crazy woman; I don't know who she was, she… left!" Wei Yuning said.

Hong Zhi and the others wore puzzled expressions, not understanding why this happened.

Fairy Yun Yan said gently, "Yuning, do you have any discomfort right now?"

Just as she approached to inspect, Monk Cheng Xin suddenly took a big step and blocked in front of Fairy Yun Yan.

"Everyone, stay back, don't trust his words. The one possessing him is the Demon‑among‑Demons, Jun Mo. Jun Mo is the first‑generation great power of the Primordial Origin Realm, unmatched in beauty; because of matters of love, she died of heartbreak, revived, and became the Demon‑among‑Demons. 'May your heart be like mine'—once she stains even a trace of demonic qi, she will die of sorrow. Since you, Qing Mo, are still alive, she certainly hasn't left! Perhaps she sees value in using Qing Mo."

"How did you know that?" Hong Zhi asked curiously.

"I occasionally read this record in the first abbot's journal of Black Water Temple. Jun Mo excels at manipulating emotions; if anyone has even a hint of emotional entanglement with Wei Yuning, upon meeting, and if Jun Mo wishes, the person will be possessed by the demon head. However, after the second person is possessed, the Qing Mo cultivator can only meet a fatal end and vanish!" Master Cheng Xin said solemnly.

"Everyone felt a chill; to think such a bizarre technique exists in the world, transmitting through emotions—how can one defend against it? Indeed, demonic cultivation lives up to being a great burden for cultivators."

"Nonsense, which of your eyes saw Jun Mo not leave! Since Jun Mo is the Demon‑among‑Demons, how can a low‑level monk like you know her divine abilities? Moreover, if it weren't for your Formless Divine Skill, you wouldn't have been able to condense Jun Mo's consciousness. In the end, if I die, it's your fault, you bald donkey!" Wei Yuning retorted angrily.

"Buddha above, indeed it is my fault as a monk. Qing Mo companion, that day we felt like old friends and shared life and death together. If… you truly die because of Jun Mo, the monk will not live alone!"

"Well performed!" Wei Yuning clapped his arm with one hand, then raised the Lingying Stone in his hand, "Especially the Jun Mo part—it's a bit too ruthless. If this is true, which female cultivator would dare ask me to be a cultivation partner?"

Wei Yuning looked around, finally fixing his gaze on the two cultivators on the ground, then slapped his thigh hard and shouted, "Ah, I almost forgot, the interrogation isn't over yet! You—yes, you—what's your name again?"

Wei Yuning's fingertip pointed at Bao Shu.

"I… I'm Bao Shu, a disciple of the Enlightened Phase in the Alchemy Hall of Qian Yuan Sect. I came this time to test Elder Xian Shu's Crazy‑Transformation Pill! Those black‑backed water buffaloes eat the Crazy‑Transformation Pill!" Wei Yuning's bizarre behavior had frightened Bao Shu greatly; he could no longer hide anything and rapidly spouted the truth.

"Lying! How could the Crazy‑Transformation Pill cause black‑backed water buffaloes to become demonic? Why doesn't the Green Wolf demonic?" Wei Yuning again brandished a green‑blade short sword.

"Companion, senior brother, it's absolutely true. Elder Xian Shu went with me to the Crazy Wolf Tribe, killed their witch‑doctor, and obtained the pill formula from the witch‑doctor's pharmacopeia! We don't know why, but increasing the dosage causes all creatures to demonicize!" Facing Wei Yuning's threat of killing, Bao Shu's crotch was already soaked with fear.

"Brother Bao Shu, don't be so nervous! I'm just casually questioning; I'm pleased with your performance. However, whether you live or die is not my decision; it depends on the two senior uncles' opinions!" Wei Yuning said.

Hong Zhi looked toward Fairy Yun Yan.

Yun Yan stepped forward and smiled, "I hold no grudges with the Qian Yuan Sect, and I have never had the nerve to oppose your esteemed sect."

"That's wonderful; we're all fellow cultivators, so naturally we make good friends!" Bao Shu beamed.

"But junior sister Yue Huang is my enemy; since you are friends with my enemy, you become my enemy, Yun Yan!" A short dagger shrouded in cold mist appeared in Yun Yan's hand.

"No…" The voice cut off as Bao Shu's head was sliced off. No blood spilled, because his neck was completely frozen.

Hong Lie's face turned pale, his body twisted violently, and Wei Yuning raised his hand; a blood‑demon vine pierced his throat, then quickly grew thicker. "Boom—" Hong Lie's chest was forced open, his body collapsed, eyes wide open, and his resentful gaze stared at the empty bright moon.

"Great, it's all settled; we can go back to rest!" Wei Yuning said with a grin, lifting himself first and soaring toward the mountain peak.

The others wore complex expressions, also lifted themselves and followed.