Chapter 146: Demon Gate, Come Forth!

Blood.

Flowed all over the ground.

The blood gushing out seemed endless, like a breached levee, soaking the parched earth.

Yu Ruowei's hands trembled.

She gripped the sword plunged into her chest, staring fixedly at the person before her, her purple eyes filled with disbelief.

"..."

She struggled to open her mouth, as if wanting to question him, but had lost her voice at this moment.

Yu Ruowei's mouth opened and closed; after struggling for a long while, she finally forced herself to spit out a few stumbling, heartbroken words.

"Why, why?"

She stared at the person before her, uncomprehending, confused, and desperate.

Brother.

This was her brother.

He was the brother she had longed to see one more time, even after being expelled from the family, dying without a burial place, having her remains scattered, being reincarnated as a member of the Demon Race, and enduring untold hardships to climb her way up, willing to sink into the Demon Domain.

She had struggled so hard to return from the Demon Domain to the Tianxuan Continent, and the hardships involved were beyond words.

But...

But...

The sword that had pierced through her body.

The blade was ice-cold, and that freezing temperature seemed to spread through her entire body the moment it pierced her chest.

However, Lu Daoran did not give the reaction Yu Ruowei wanted.

He looked calmly at the woman standing before him, his eyes devoid of any excess emotion, only his grip on the sword was extremely firm.

He even twisted his wrist, forcing the blade to turn within Yu Ruowei's chest, watching her groan a few times, watching her grip the sword even tighter, and without hesitation, regardless of whether the sword would slice her palms, he pulled it out immediately.

Lu Daoran held the sword in one hand.

He flicked the blade lightly.

He performed a sword flourish in his hand.

The dripping blood, like a few drops of floral petals, was flicked onto the ground by him, blooming into a vast and beautiful, dreamlike scene.

"Why?"

He chewed over the few words Yu Ruowei had offered him in a leisurely manner.

Lu Daoran suddenly smiled.

Even though he was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Because I do not have a sister who is of the Demon Race."

"My sister died long ago; she listened to slander, trusted a villain, and died without a burial place."

"As for you... you are merely a filthy member of the Demon Race!"

He spoke with too much hatred.

That genuine hatred was more bone-chillingly painful than the sword that had just pierced her body.

Yu Ruowei felt almost instantly what it meant for the laws of heaven to be cyclical and for retribution to be swift.

An indescribable sorrow quickly appeared on her face as she stared fixedly into Lu Daoran's eyes.

Yu Ruowei refused to believe it and asked, "... What you said, is it true or false?"

Her throat choked up.

"You know, you were the smartest since we were little; you couldn't possibly not know that I am your sister, can't you tell!"

"I am the real Yu Ruowei! I am still alive! Could it be... could it be that you..."

The rest of her words were all drowned out in her throat.

Lu Daoran slashed his sword toward her neck, cutting off all of Yu Ruowei's words.

When the crisis struck, Yu Ruowei dodged almost subconsciously.

She was somewhat disheveled.

Because this attack came too abruptly.

But she was, after all, a member of the Demon Race, and she had inherited everything from the Demon Emperor.

Even though she was disheveled, Yu Ruowei still managed to dodge it just in time, and subconsciously countered.

Yu Ruowei drew her Demon Whip and wrapped it around the sword in Lu Daoran's hand.

A flash of red and black crossed her eyes.

The force of the whip and sword entangling was so great that it caused the air to shriek.

Lu Daoran frowned, clearly not expecting Yu Ruowei to be so troublesome.

But he flicked his wrist slightly, using a clever force to shake off the whip wrapped around his sword, then stepped back and raised his hand to summon a Qilin to guard his side.

Yu Ruowei was heartbroken. Tears were forced from her eyes.

Now, on the Demon Battlefield where Demon Qi was thin, most of the Demon Race had already been corrupted, and she was the only one who could remain clear-headed.

But looking at the members of the Demon Race around her who seemed to be gradually waking up, Yu Ruowei could not care at all.

She clutched her chest and asked, her voice hoarse and desperate.

"Why?"

"People often say, when the body dies, the Dao vanishes!"

"I have already died once, and everything I owe should be repaid! Why can't you forgive me? You are my brother! You are my brother... you should be on my side!"

"You! It shouldn't be like this!"

Even so, Lu Daoran's eyes remained calm and rippleless.

After a brief moment of silence, he said calmly, "So what?"

Seeing that he seemed capable of communication, a surge of immense joy welled up in Yu Ruowei's eyes.

But before she could rejoice for long, she heard Lu Daoran's next words.

"What you say is true; my younger sister is already dead, her body perished and her Dao dissipated; in this world, my sister exists no more."

"And you are of the Demon Race; humans and demons are, after all, two different paths."

"I am a Lu Family Descendant, and a Lu Family Descendant is born to eliminate demons."

"..." Yu Ruowei gritted her teeth fiercely.

She looked at the person she had waited so bitterly for with both desolation and resentment, tears of blood streaming from her eyes, "You are forcing me; I know, you are forcing me."

"Then I shall grant your wish!"

"Demon Gate, appear!"

She bit her index finger and swiped her hand quickly through the air, and the blood on her index finger flashed with a brilliant radiance in the air.

The sky changed color abruptly.

A murky blackness surged up in an instant, echoing the Demon Qi on the Demon Battlefield.

Lu Ren realized something was wrong almost immediately.

He narrowed his eyes; he had to admit, he had somewhat underestimated Yu Ruowei.

However...

It was still within his control.

"Eat this Demon Qi."

The Taotie, having disappeared and reappeared, had tears in its eyes.

It was a Taotie!

Not a trash can! But since Lu Ren had said so, the Taotie still gritted its teeth and lunged forward, though it wept in its heart.

That old man died too early.

This master could keep it fed, but this master exploited child labor!!

Lu Daoran discovered something was wrong, but it was already too late to stop it.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists with some resentment.

Just as he was about to strike, his shoulder was gripped by a large hand.

Turning his head, he saw Lu Ren's soothing gaze.

Lu Ren said softly, "You have already done very well; I have no intention of forcing you siblings to kill each other, and you need not deny it."

"My Lu Family descendants need not care about the opinions of the outside world."

Lu Daoran's heart trembled.

His lips trembled slightly, but he ultimately agreed, "Mm."

The Family Head knew everything...

Raising his head again, his gaze was complex as he looked at the woman not far away, and he ultimately forced out an imperceptible bitter smile.

If she had just died like that, he could have still acknowledged her as his sister after her death.

It was a pity.

She had come back to life.

She should not have lived.

This time...

The Family Head would not let her go again.

With a thousand thoughts, the youth ultimately took a step back, lowered his eyes, and looked no more.

(End of this chapter)