As Si Yang thought this, he deliberately concealed his aura and did not notice that someone had come to the door after he entered the inn.
Even with a heavy sword on his back, the man stood tall and straight. He clenched his fist and then loosened it in front of the door before finally stepping into the room opposite him.
As night deepened, the number of people walking around the market gradually decreased, and the market under the darkness slowly returned to calm.
After sending a telepathic message to Han Tao, Fu Mingxu walked to a corner, put on his veil, and then randomly chose a less crowded direction and left without looking back.
Let them fight until the end of time. With the cause and effect of Immortal Lord Siyang reversing time to prevent Hantao from falling into demonic possession, Hantao will not die at his hands.
As he pondered this, he quickened his pace and walked for a while, trying to remember the route as it twisted and turned. He then inadvertently caught sight of a familiar sign.
The sign was a small, five-petaled flower, quite ordinary at first glance. It was inconspicuously placed below the steps of a shop, and would have been difficult to spot if he hadn't been pressing down on his veil and hurrying along.
Fu Mingxu stopped and looked at the five-petaled flower a few more times. After confirming that he was not mistaken, he thought for a moment, stepped on the flower, and then curled his fingers and knocked five times on the closed door in a peculiar rhythm.
As the final blow landed, ripples appeared on the seemingly ordinary door, and then a hand reached out from inside and pulled him out.
Fu Mingxu was startled instinctively, but when he looked down and saw the hand, he gave up resisting and let himself be pulled in.
It was as if one was passing through a curtain of water; the aura of isolation created by the array was somewhat unsettling.
"It's you!" he exclaimed in surprise.
"It really is you!" Shen Ange's face was filled with undisguised joy.
Fu Mingxu never expected to run into an "acquaintance" again and again in the Xuanzong Market on this day. After his surprise, he quickly calmed down, took a careful look at the person opposite him, and frowned slightly: "You don't look injured."
So why did she carve a five-petaled flower here to send a cry for help?
"I never expected to actually run into you." Shen Ange was overjoyed. After calming down, she continued, "After my engagement with Fu Haoren was dissolved, I came here with Uncle Chang. This is the property left to me by my parents."
“A friend of mine is seriously injured and may not live much longer. It’s far from Yunhan City and I can’t send you a message. In desperation, I remembered the flower you once mentioned and decided to carve it out as a last resort.”
"I never expected to be so lucky!"
At first glance, the five-petaled flower is inconspicuous, but upon closer inspection, one can discover that each of the five petals is different, and the stamen is actually formed by a miniature five-petaled flower. This is an extremely rare "double flower," which Fu Mingxu saw in the ancient books left by his father. Apart from its unique shape, this flower has no other function, as if it was deliberately created by heaven and earth to play with it.
This was something he had once described to Shen Ange, and the two jokingly used it as a code.
Unexpectedly, this joke has actually come true today.
"Who exactly made you have such an unreliable mindset?" Fu Mingxu frowned, but didn't suspect anything. "Didn't you ask anyone else to help with the treatment?"
He remembered that Uncle Chang, who was by her side, had excellent medical skills.
Shen Ange's beautiful face was full of worry: "Her situation is very special. Let's wait until you see her before we talk about it."
It feels nice to meet an old friend in a foreign land. Since I have nowhere to go for the time being, it won't hurt to go with her.
Fu Mingxu followed behind her. They had only taken a few steps when Shen Ange suddenly seemed to remember something, slapped her forehead, and turned around, saying, "By the way, what are you doing here? Where's the city lord?"
"You didn't run away by yourself, did you?" She didn't think Han Tao would let Fu Mingxu leave the city alone.
"No, he's outside, don't worry about him," Fu Mingxu replied absentmindedly, then asked her, "Do you still want my help?"
Upon learning that Han Tao was also nearby, Shen Ange didn't think too much about it and hurriedly replied, "Of course! Come with me quickly!"
Fu Mingxu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't ask any questions, and followed her inside.
"Where's Uncle Chang? Didn't he come with you?"
"He went to buy elixirs and will be back soon."
Upon hearing this, Fu Mingxu nodded. As he walked, he casually looked around and found that the shops here were arranged exactly the same as those in Yunhan City.
After the two entered the inner hall, Uncle Chang came in from outside. He closed the door, then inserted a crystal into a groove in the wall, activating the array that shielded all auras, and silently blended into the darkness.
At the same time, after feinting to confuse Immortal Lord Siyang, Han Tao endured the pain in his dragon soul and followed the defensive mark.
He landed in a deserted place, and before he could even stand still, his expression changed drastically.
The defensive mark he had previously left on Fu Mingxu suddenly disappeared.
Without thinking, Han Tao cut his palm, but the blood-red threads formed by the dragon's blood could not find their way as before.
For a fleeting moment, he felt as if he could no longer sense Fu Mingxu's presence in this world.
This feeling completely shattered the coldness on his face, and the unbearable pain emanating from his Dragon Soul was what kept him barely conscious.
Han Tao closed his eyes, and the demonic mark on his forehead appeared and disappeared. Only then did he find that extremely faint connection with Fu Mingxu.
At this moment, Fu Mingxu was unaware of everything that was happening outside. Looking at the woman lying on the bed, exuding demonic energy, he finally understood why Shen Ange had placed so many shielding array flags here.
His brows furrowed deeply, and he looked up at his friend, saying in a deep voice, "She's from the Demon Realm?"
A note from the author:
The protagonist of the story: Stop fighting! Stop fighting!
Fu Mingxu: You guys take your time, bye!
Seeing that some people are curious about the dragon claws, the consistent setting of this article is that when a person is half-dragon and half-human, their legs become a dragon tail (you can refer to the mermaid, at which point there are no dragon claws). When they transform into a complete dragon form, their whole body becomes a dragon with claws (there is a description of a complete dragon form appearing when they shielded the heavenly tribulation in the previous chapters).
I'm reading all the comments, and I'll try my best to explain any questions about the settings in the author's notes.
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Chapter 31
The aura emanating from the person on the bed was so distinct that Shen Ange was not surprised that he could guess it.
Before she could speak, Fu Mingxu suddenly asked her, "An Ge, what exactly is the relationship between you two?"
Shen Ange was taken aback, then understood what he meant, and said seriously, "She once saved my life."
She made no attempt to hide anything and recounted their past: "During the war between good and evil, I was ordered by my family to deliver supplies to the battlefield. I was ambushed by demons and fell off a cliff. When I woke up, I found out that she had saved me."
Fu Mingxu frowned even more deeply upon hearing this, and slowly asked, "The demon race and our human race are mortal enemies, so why would she save you?"
“I don’t know either, maybe it was just something she did on a whim?” She shook her head honestly, her tone becoming more serious. “She even escorted me to the gathering place of the immortal sects before leaving, she didn’t participate in the war between the righteous and the demonic at all. You can see that she doesn’t have any blood on her, right? That means that her hands are not stained with human blood.”
Indeed, Fu Mingxu could see that the demonic energy on her body was extremely pure, but there was not a trace of blood energy.
Such pure demonic energy is likely from the direct descendants of the Demon Realm's royal family.
But how could someone like that be so badly injured and reduced to this state?
Fu Mingxu was puzzled, but then he heard Shen Ange explain: "It was Chang Bo and I who went to the Cliff of Life and Death, and then we found her down there."
"Are you crazy?" He naturally knew what the Cliff of Life and Death was, and his gaze towards her was disapproving. "You've already reached the Golden Core stage, but you should know that a place like the Cliff of Life and Death is a place where once you go in, you're reduced to ashes! And Uncle Chang just lets you have your way?"
Shen Ange glanced at the woman on the bed, whose breath was faint, and replied, "Chang Bo and I found news of my parents' remains, so we couldn't wait to go."
“We didn’t go deep. We just used the formation to open an opening on the side, and then we stopped when we found my parents’ remains.”
However, she did not expect to encounter her in a state of unknown fate, which is why she brought her back despite Uncle Chang's objections.
It was so far from the Demon Realm that Fu Mingxu could hardly imagine how she had brought this person back here.
She was incredibly bold, daring to hide a pure-blooded demon right under the nose of the Tianxuan Sect.
But seeing the sadness in her eyes when she spoke of her parents' remains, Fu Mingxu couldn't bear to criticize her.
He had never been to the battlefield of the war between good and evil, but he knew how much humans rejected demons. Even though the woman had never killed a human, her status as a direct descendant of the demon royal family was enough to put Shen Ange in an irreversible situation when she was discovered.
Shen Ange, unaware of his worries, continued speaking to herself, "Mingxu, do you know? I found my parents' notes next to the remains, and learned that they were born with demonic seeds, and in the end, not wanting to become demonic and lose their minds, they could only choose to enter the Cliff of Life and Death to wait for death."
A tear slid down her cheek, revealing her deep sorrow.
But her words stirred up a storm in Fu Mingxu's heart, a huge wave that almost shattered his mind.
"A demonic seed?" he murmured.
Shen Ange wiped away her tears, her voice firm and resolute: "Although I owe you a life-saving grace, I am not foolish enough to bring the demons back here at all costs. But from my parents' notes, I learned that the demon seed is a cultivation method that only the royal family of the demon realm has mastered."
"Uncle Chang said that the aura on her body was enough to prove that she was a pure royal member of the demon race."
"I think she definitely knows something."
"Mingxu, please help me! I want to know how my parents died!"
Almost instantly, Shen Ange burst into tears.
Fu Mingxu remained silent for a long time. In his memory, Shen Ange was resilient, intelligent, had excellent business acumen and a superior temperament, and was also a very good friend.
He had never seen Shen Ange like this before; her beautiful face was covered in tears, and her eyes were filled with despair and pleading.
His gaze returned to the area under the bed, and when he looked down, he could see the woman's face, though her breath was faint.
Demon Seed.
He thought to himself, everything seems too coincidental.
But whether from Shen Ange's perspective or his own, he couldn't stand idly by while the person in front of him did nothing.
“I’ll do it.” His voice was like a clear spring in spring, gently washing away the disappointment and frustration in Shen Ange’s heart. Fu Mingxu looked up at her and said, “I’ll help you. When she wakes up, I also need to know all the information about the demon seed.”
Shen Ange was overjoyed and said through tears, "Thank you."
Fu Mingxu sighed and said to Uncle Chang, who had come to the door earlier but remained silent and did not come in, "Uncle Chang, could you please prepare a pill furnace for me?"
He was accustomed to completing both alchemy and medicine making in the alchemical furnace.
Chang Hong knew his young master's plans. To be honest, his first reaction upon seeing Fu Mingxu was surprise, followed by delight.
He knew a lot about the other party's abilities, and he himself was originally quite proficient in spiritual herbs, but in front of Fu Mingxu, he could only feel ashamed and say that he was showing off his limited skills.
Even though he was an ordinary person without any spiritual energy, Chang Hong saw in him that sometimes a certain talent does not come specifically based on your status.
Shen Ange brought him a stool to the side of the bed, and Fu Mingxu did not refuse. After sitting down, he began to examine the woman's injuries.
He carefully sent a wisp of his divine sense into the other person's meridians, his movements practiced and skillful, suggesting this was not his first time doing so.
Chang Hong was startled when he caught a glimpse of his actions, followed by deep confusion.
Isn't Fu Mingxu an ordinary person who can't cultivate?
It can be said that he had been watching the other party get to know his young master all along, and it was precisely because of the talent the other party displayed that he did not stop Shen Ange from befriending him.
But now it seems there are still many things he doesn't know. For example, how could someone cultivate divine sense when there's clearly no spiritual energy fluctuation on their body?
Divine sense is a consciousness unique to cultivators. As their cultivation level increases, cultivators can use their divine sense to see things in a wider and deeper way.