But the Demon Lord is not.
She possessed the talent to break through tribulations from the very beginning, but was kept in the dark by the Heavenly Dao. While Fenqi mocked her for being ignorant and unknowingly a pawn, he couldn't help but envy her naivety in knowing nothing.
Fenqi had considered maliciously telling his Daoist partner the truth after the Demon Lord killed her, but the Heavenly Dao knew that the Demon Lord would not be used by him. If he provoked the Demon Lord, his plan would not be able to proceed normally, so he specifically warned him not to cause any trouble.
He didn't tell the Demon Lord the truth, but the hatred that grew wildly in his heart because of the unfair treatment did not decrease in the slightest. On the contrary, as he grew older, the fear of his lifespan approaching, the sacrifice of the Heavenly Dao Plan, the frustration of not being able to break through, and so on continued to accumulate. He hated those geniuses more and more, and he hated the Demon Lord who knew nothing about it more and more.
For Fenqi, who is mired in the quagmire, ignorance is also a sin.
"Absurd." The Demon Lord's face was as cold as ice. She slashed away the Bone Demon that tried to approach her with a sword. She found Fen Qi's inexplicable resentment laughable. She leaped up and aimed her sword tip directly at Fen Qi's head.
As danger drew near, Fenqi merely sneered and flicked his sleeve, sending the Demon Lord flying.
The sky was still dark; the battle had only just begun.
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"Here! Senior brother! It's appeared here again!"
At the foot of the mountain, the Guanlan Sect regularly sent elders and disciples to clear out the bone demons that emerged from the ground. The formation left by Jiang Hua allowed them to have a place to retreat, but other families in the Eastern Continent were not so lucky. The infighting in the early stages made it impossible for them to achieve true cooperation. Like a besieged island, they were barely clinging to life and guarding their own families.
After attending the ceremony, Gu Jia immediately returned to Guanlan Sect with his father. Perhaps because he had just escaped death, he seemed to have gained some resistance to the Yu Fire and could briefly come into contact with it. For this reason, he volunteered to guard the foot of the mountain and even risked his life to save his fellow disciples. The flamboyant boy grew into a capable senior brother at an astonishing speed through blood and tears.
"They've arrived!" Gu Jia's gaze was steady. He handed the disciple he had rescued to the person behind him. He threw away his fancy but impractical robes and changed into the coarse linen clothes that he usually disliked. If Qin Moyu were here, he would never believe that this person was actually Gu Jia.
There was no excessive vanity, and even his usually talkative mouth seemed to be sealed shut, becoming extremely sparing with his words.
Birds fluttered their wings and flew across the border between the two southeastern continents, their feathers landing on the red walls and green tiles. One after another, urgent letters were delivered from all over the country to Shen Sheng's desk, and the oil lamp beside him had been burning for three days without stopping.
As he wished, Shen Yu donned armor and led his troops, rushing around the imperial city. His perfectly fitted armor made everyone who saw him feel incredibly safe. His tall, slender figure, moving quickly, made it impossible for anyone to guess that this man was actually the young prince of the Southern Kingdom who had recently run away from home in a fit of whimsy.
Crossing the high mountains of the South, the river flows into the lakes of the West Continent with a gurgling sound. The two sects, which have fought for generations, are now tasked with supporting each other under the arrangement of the Demon Lord. While mocking each other for being too useless, they pull each other's disciples out of the encirclement of the Bone Demon.
"Hey! If you can't even avoid this, stop cultivating and go home to farm!"
"If you say another word, I'll go over and sew your mouth shut."
"Tch! I'm going to say it! Go ahead and hit me, hahaha—"
The cold wind blew from the West Continent to the North Continent, bringing a light drizzle and snow. The tribes that had lived here for thousands of years used their familiarity with the terrain to keep the Bone Demon firmly at bay. Despite the howling wind and snow, they silently stood guard in the North.
A disaster has witnessed the most despicable selfishness of human nature, and has also created countless unbelievable things.
Many of them didn't even know where the disaster came from or who caused it, but they all knew that this battle concerned everyone and there was no room for retreat.
The astonishing perseverance displayed by people driven to the brink of despair is also subtly influencing the battles in the frigid lands.
Whether it's a win or a loss, the outcome is still uncertain, and anything is possible.
Chapter 91. A Turning Point: Foolish Shen Yebai...
The icy blue karmic fire of the red lotus floated and leaped in the air, as if it were delighted to have returned to its birthplace. Although it was a spiritual energy without any intelligence, Qin Moyu seemed to be able to feel the joy of the karmic fire of the red lotus. Perhaps it was because the karmic fire of the red lotus was planted deep in his soul, he seemed to have a strange sense of belonging to this unfamiliar village.
Pushing open the ice doors of each room, even though they were empty, Qin Moyu could always feel gentle and kind gazes upon him as he walked through them, as if someone was guiding him forward from the shadows.
At this time, the only ones who could offer Qin Moyu this help were those souls suppressed by the formation.
"Is it you..."
Qin Moyu murmured to himself, reaching out to catch a snowflake. Following the guidance, he arrived at the place where the Red Lotus Karmic Fire had stopped pulsating. The cool snowflake landed in his palm but did not melt; the beautiful hexagon was a miracle of nature's artistry.
The only response he received was the sound of the wind, but Qin Moyu seemed to have received a warm answer, revealing a shy smile.
"Thanks."
He bowed in gratitude to the empty surroundings, receiving the gentle caress of snowflakes, and with a sudden inspiration, he propelled the Red Lotus Karmic Fire slowly forward.
Before Qin Moyu was a huge stone tablet covered in ice and snow. The thick snow obscured the name on it. It stood there silently for countless years without ever moving. But without the help of the Extreme Cold Clan, no one in the world could find it.
It was a stone tablet inscribed with the names of all the extremely cold clans, and it was also the foundation of the Jianghua Formation.
Even with the name and memories right before their eyes, the Extreme Cold Clan could never brush away the wind and snow on the stone tablet, and could only let it silently spend the long years with them.
The moment the Red Lotus Karmic Fire touched the stone tablet, the originally extremely cold Red Lotus Karmic Fire suddenly burst into flames like a real fire, melting away the accumulated dust and snow, revealing names that had been sealed away for a long time.
But Qin Moyu didn't have time to finish reading their names before everything suddenly went black and she lost consciousness.
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"Qin Moyu! Want to go out for dinner tonight? It's a club gathering, you've never been before."
A youthful face suddenly approached, startling Qin Moyu, who was in a daze, and she quickly pushed the person away.
"What are you doing? Don't get so close to me." Qin Moyu gave a disgusted snort, but could only nod perfunctorily in the face of her roommate's expectant gaze. "Okay, okay, I'll go, alright?"
"Alright! I'll tell the club president right now, hehehehe, if you go, that girl will definitely go too, bro, I'm counting on you to get out of being single!" My roommate happily took out his phone to send a message, daydreaming as he typed.
Qin Moyu shrugged with amusement, habitually taking out his phone to scroll through videos. Funny and cute pet videos made him laugh out loud, but after laughing, he always felt like he had forgotten something.
What is it?
Qin Moyu propped her chin up with her hand, her thoughts gradually drifting away.
A figure seemed to flash through my empty heart, blurry yet unforgettable.
A slight tingling pain pierced her heart. Qin Moyu stroked her phone case, making a silent resolution.