Chapter 98: Volume 1 Chapter 98: Demon Lord x Nine-Tailed Fox x Orthodox Sect Leader (3)

Her legs went weak, she slumped to the ground, her fingers pressing tightly against the jade pendant at her waist.

She was just about to touch the seal.

Not far away, several cultivators appeared, their robes showing they were disciples of the Sword-Riding Sect.

One of them wore a black robe that set him apart from the others, his dark hair bound by a jade crown, revealing a clear, handsome face.

The male lead, Huo Xiu Bai.

His talent was outstanding, the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in the cultivation world.

"Brother Huo, has the demonic Qi disappeared?" Standing behind him was a pretty, lovely girl with a clear bell on her wrist, its jingling breaking the night's silence.

Jiang Zhi instantly recognized her as the world's female lead, Gu Yaner.

She was the biological daughter of the Sword-Riding Sect Leader, raised in luxury, with a pure and innocent nature. Meanwhile, the male lead Huo Xiu Bai bore a deep grudge as deep as a sea of blood, rising from an outer disciple to an inner disciple, becoming the Sword-Riding Sect Leader's favorite disciple.

Jiang Zhi walked over to Fu Xue's side to check his condition.

"Husband, are you injured?"

Just moments ago, the situation was urgent; Fu Xue had lost his sight, but he could clearly feel a familiar aura approaching him. Before he could make contact, that aura vanished.

Before him, several strangers appeared.

"Nothing." He shook his head.

The male lead Huo Xiu Bai paused before them, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings and finally landing on the man.

They had followed the demonic Qi here; the demonic Qi seemed to intentionally come this direction, leading him to think other demonic Qi appeared nearby, but the two people before him showed no trace of monster demon aura, not even a hint of cultivators' spiritual power.

Both were mortals.

"Have you seen anyone else?" Huo Xiu Bai's voice lacked warmth, his brows and eyes shaded with a faint gloom that kept others from approaching.

Jiang Zhi glanced at them, shielding Fu Xue behind her: "None."

"You are mortals; why are you here?" spoke the female lead Gu Yaner, who gave them a strange look before asking.

This place is near South Gate Village; all the mortals nearby had moved away, not daring to come within half a step, yet these two mortals were actually resting here.

Facing the several imposing cultivators before her, Jiang Zhi showed no fear, looking straight ahead as she said: "Just passing through."

Really just passing through? Several disciples of the Sword-Riding Sect eyed them suspiciously.

They had to eradicate the root.

"Senior Brother, kill these two mortals; if they are corrupted by demonic Qi, they will surely endanger the human world."

Demonic Qi can evade spiritual detection and hide inside mortals' bodies; they had no artifact to detect demonic Qi, so letting them go would leave endless trouble.

One disciple sent a voice transmission using spiritual power.

"Yes, Senior Brother, they just came into close contact with demonic Qi…… they are likely to be corrupted by it."

Jiang Zhi sensed the faint killing intent transmitted by those disciples, directed at them.

If it weren't for the male lead Huo Xiu Bai being present, they would have already attacked.

Jiang Zhi feared neither them nor even the male lead.

The male lead had just entered the Nascent Soul stage; after Jiang Zhi broke the seal, dealing with him would be easy for her. She simply did not want Fu Xue to discover her identity.

She also wanted to use her status as his wife to increase his favorability.

Fu Xue, standing behind her, was highly sensitive to external hostility, especially killing intent.

Killing qi, wrapped in malice, permeated the air and entered his body in an unseen way.

A fragment of memory surfaced before his eyes.

In the dark, deep prison, he stood at the utmost position, feeling bored and uninterested.

Clasping his fingers brought a hint of warmth, which seeped through his skin into his five viscera and six bowels.

The corners of his narrow eyes curled up, his fingers resting beneath his snow-white sleeve gently rubbing.

He must have found something that pleased him.

"Thank you." Huo Xiu Bai said, ignoring the disciples' voice transmissions, and flew away on his sword.

After they left, Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are they?" Fu Xue suddenly asked.

"Unimportant people." Jiang Zhi rose, preparing to take him away.

Fu Xue was led by her back into the carriage, where she softly asked: "Where do you want to go?"

Jiang Zhi replied: "South Gate Village."

Fu Xue paused, his expression puzzled: "Why go there again?"

Before, he had wanted to go, but the girl disagreed.

But why did she agree now?

Jiang Zhi leaned in mysteriously, her breath spraying onto the edge of his ear.

"I heard those cultivators say that South Gate Village has medicinal herbs that can cure your eyesight."

A wave of heat and moisture appeared beside his ear; Fu Xue's body stiffened, and he hadn't caught her words clearly.

As he dodged, she stepped back and drove the carriage forward, leaving.

She didn't know if the male lead Huo Xiu Bai would change his mind and come back to kill them, but escaping this place would settle everything.

In the early hours of the morning, they finally arrived before South Gate Village.

She saw demonic Qi surging across the sky, enveloping the upper part of South Gate Village, gloomy and dangerous.

Although the monster clan had an innate advantage in cultivation over humans, they were fundamentally inferior to the demon clan.

With such surging demonic Qi, it's no wonder those cultivators dare not approach this side.

At this moment, all sects had received the news, sending high-realm elders and seniors to subdue demons.

This demonic aura is extraordinary, extremely powerful.

Even Jiang Zhi is not enough to cope with such terrifying demonic aura.

However, her purpose in coming here is not to fight the demonic aura, but to help Fu Xue heal her eyes.

Fu Xue lives on demonic aura and also draws her strength from it.

Even if he is deprived of power by heavenly punishment, as long as he stays near demonic aura, his strength will gradually recover.

Jiang Zhi's jade pendant faintly glowed, and the nine tails behind her kept trying to manifest.

"Madam, what happened?" Fu Xue couldn't see, but she could sense the girl's abnormality.

Jiang Zhi shook her head, "I'm fine."

She took his hand and moved forward, but before she could react, she fell into darkness.

…

When she woke up, everything around was pitch black, with not a glimmer of light.

She tried to cast a fire spell to dispel the darkness before her, but to her astonishment, all her spiritual power had vanished.

"Brother Seven, are you there?"

777 responded: "This is an illusion, an illusion created by demonic aura; anyone inside becomes an ordinary person."

Hearing its voice, Jiang Zhi relaxed, no longer hurried, and walked ahead aimlessly.

Only when she saw the fluorescence emitted by the special fungi growing on the stone wall could she faintly make out the situation inside.

Deep within the stone wall, iron chains made of extreme cold meteorite iron bound a black-haired, snow-skinned boy, with segments of iron blades embedded in his body, his spine pierced through the extreme cold meteorite iron, his black blood congealed; he hung his head, motionless, like a statue.

Jiang Zhi raised an eyebrow: "Is he... the villain?"

After passing through so many worlds, she had become quite adept.

777 answered: "Yes, he is the villain Fu Xue. This illusion is influenced by Fu Xue; this place is the deep part of her long-forgotten memory."

A memory from ten thousand years ago.