Chapter 10, in this life, you are truly unlikable

This type of snake demon has a particular fondness for the internal organs of children, and it can transform into its true form to burrow into their mouths until it has consumed all of their internal organs.

I pouted, thinking that this incarnation of Mo Xi is truly unlikable. However, I cannot let him fail to overcome his tribulations simply because this incarnation of Mo Xi is not appealing. If he were to be struck by heavenly lightning in this life, who would I be able to pursue in the next life?

His eyes lit up as he recalled my ability to destroy the Thousand Lock Tower with a mere wave of my sleeve. Now, in his desperation, he had no choice but to believe me. He pointed to a magnificent nine-story building not far away and said: "The top of the Wan Ge Building. However, she was subjected to a spell back then, and after breaking the spell, a guide is still needed..."

If it were not for seeing the inscription below: "In the tenth year of Zhengwu, painted at the Liu Bo Ten Li Pavilion," I would truly think that this painting was passed down here from my previous life, created by the mysterious stream.

The sensation of pain surged through me; in addition to the pain from the wound, there was also a burning sensation from the yang energy of the sword clashing with the yin energy within my body. I gripped his sleeve tightly, and he suddenly awoke with a start, wrapping his arms around me and swiftly making his way outside: "There is medicine in the palace"

He remained silent and unspoken

I pondered for a moment; locking away a soul is a grave taboo, an act that violates the heavenly laws. Now, the relationship between Chonghua and Huyi, with Huyi resenting Chonghua and Chonghua hating Huyi, seems to be a manifestation of the karmic retribution of enmity and hatred. At this moment, if Huyi had not released that soul, it would soon dissipate, and Chonghua would surely be struck by thirty-six bolts of heavenly thunder. Given his current physical form, he would likely be unable to withstand even a single strike

The soul hesitated for a moment, slowly drifting downwards. I watched her intently as she swayed and floated towards the sleeping quarters of Chonghua

Upon being stirred by emotions, Hu Yi became agitated and shouted: "She was once your master, who raised you! You have imprisoned her for twenty years, and if this continues, she will only fade away from this world! Chonghua, have you truly cultivated a heart of iron and stone?"

Twenty years is enough to reduce a soul to ashes

I looked around but could not find where Master Chonghua's soul was locked. Just as I was scratching my head in confusion, I suddenly noticed a faint light shining down from above. Following the light, I saw a candle flame placed on the beam of the room, and above the candle flame was a painting that seemed to depict a person

"He used to look so much like you, I can't bear it." As I spoke, my body involuntarily slid down to the ground, a metallic sweetness filling my throat, "I am not a demon."

Chang'an is still young and cannot extract much from his mouth. However, he is still able to resolve my greatest confusion in my heart—Zhonghua's master is a woman

I jumped onto the beam and carefully examined the painting

Chang'an was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, shouting to share life and death with the flowing waves. I found him noisy, so I knocked him unconscious with two slaps and locked him in the room. After wandering alone in the forest for a while, I soon heard the sounds of fighting outside.

As he called out in desire, his body suddenly trembled violently, yet he did not evade at all, allowing the cold sword to pierce directly into his heart and exit through his chest.

The image is here, then... I reached out to touch the painting, but in a flash of golden light, I was forcefully bounced back.

But that day... you rested your head on my lap and called me master, I still... felt very heartbroken

Once again, I let out a sigh; this person truly lives up to being the reincarnation of the Grand Master. This tendency to unilaterally bestow favors upon others is indeed strikingly similar.

The fist of Hu Yi is clenched tightly.

I smiled at him, and out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught sight of a snake demon in the plum grove not far away, opening the door of a wooden house. A chill ran through my heart. Chang'an is inside!

I held her and leaped to the top of the nine-story high building. I threw her into the sky. Yet she did not leave, floating in the air as if she wanted to hold onto the flowing waves until the very last moment

I took two steps forward, pressed down on Chang'an, with one hand gripping his neck and the other pulling the tail of the little yellow snake. I channeled the dark energy into the snake's body, directly causing it to die within Chang'an's abdomen, and then slowly pulled it out from Chang'an's mouth

It turns out that in this lifetime, he doesn't even know my name

Zhonghua paused for a moment and asked: "What is the matter?"

Barrier

I looked down and saw a sword piercing through my abdomen. At that moment, the pain had not yet reached my brain, and I was curious as to who would want to kill me

I was born in the underworld. Although I do not hold the position of a ghostly official, I am indeed naturally adept at the task of guiding souls. ... Perhaps I cannot perform it with utmost professionalism ...

By my ear, I could only hear my final voice: "Can you call my name?"

I had thought that such spells should no longer exist in this world, yet I did not expect that the Flowing Wave would still be passed down.

If it were an ordinary sword, even if I were to insert a few more, I would not feel much different. However, the sword of Chonghua has been passed down by the successive masters of the Liubo sect, exuding a righteous aura. For my dark and ethereal entity, it can be considered a natural enemy

The view here is excellent; from a distance, I can still see the figures of Chonghua and Huyi engaged in battle. Huyi is clearly at a disadvantage, but relying on a desperate tenacity, Chonghua is momentarily unable to extricate himself. Seemingly annoyed by the entanglement, Chonghua's subordinate suddenly throws out his sword.

I squinted my eyes and looked at his profile, smiling cheerfully: "Do you know why I like 'Dark Fragrance and Clear Snow'?" I spoke these words softly, barely audible even to myself. However, he suddenly halted his steps, lowered his head to look at me, and emotions surged in his dark eyes

I waved my hand, sending these two souls together on the path to reincarnation. They will be able to see the blooming cluster of red spider lilies together, and perhaps they will even carve their names onto my true form.

Upon hearing this, Chonghua's expression turned even colder by three points: "It is impossible."

The scenery before me is becoming increasingly blurred

Without a moment to spare, I leaped forward and rushed to the wooden cabin. As soon as I entered, I saw Chang'an struggling on the bed, with the tail of a small yellow snake bizarrely wriggling in his mouth

After the barrier was lifted, the white snow in the Merlin gradually melted, and the red plum blossoms slowly withered. The courtyard was filled with a desolate scene

The woman's soul must be locked within this. I gathered my energy in the palm of my hand and struck the barrier with a single blow. The golden light flickered twice and then vanished. I joyfully took down the painting. As expected, there was indeed a mass of white, fluffy substance inside.

Hu Yi let out a cold smile and stared at Chonghua, saying: "What need is there for you to bestow favors, Hu Yi? You are now a celestial sovereign, and it would be easy for you to kill me. But can your disciples of Liu Bo withstand the attacks from the monsters outside? Are all the cultivators of Liu Bo as skilled in Daoist arts as you are?"

I have encountered many souls, but I have never seen one so weak. I suppose if I had arrived a few days later, this creature would have completely vanished. I formed a seal and effortlessly dispelled the soul-binding technique. I cradled her in my hands and gently blew a breath on her, ensuring she would not dissipate on her way to the underworld

Was his master really so much like me... As I thought this, the feelings of betrayal that had lingered in my heart suddenly diminished significantly

The esteemed Immortal Zhenhua must have hated me to the utmost degree

I was just about to say that I am not leaving

I am feeling frustrated and no longer run to the edge of the barrier to shout his name like I used to, whether there is something to do or not

Soul Locking refers to the act of binding a soul in such a way that the ghostly messengers are unable to take it away, allowing the soul to linger in the mortal realm until its vitality is completely exhausted and it perishes. For the souls that remain in the world, this is an exceedingly cruel method, as once a soul disappears, it can never reincarnate. However, this technique is a common and unremarkable spell in the underworld, as all who arrive in the realm of the dead are souls. Every soul that committed wrongdoing in life will be subjected to this spell by the ghostly messengers and taken to the Hall of Yama for judgment. Yet, this technique remains an ordinary and unremarkable spell in the underworld, as all who arrive in the realm of the dead are souls. Every soul that committed wrongdoing in life will be subjected to this spell by the ghostly messengers and taken to the Hall of Yama for judgment

I feel the strength within my body gradually fading away, and in the end, I cannot help but muster all my strength to grasp his sleeve, forcing a smile as I say: "In this life, you truly are not likable at all"

Thinking of this, I patted Hu Yi's shoulder and asked, "That soul, do you know where it is trapped by them?"

Upon hearing this, not only was Chonghua surprised, but I was also quite taken aback. He exerted so much effort to reach the upper stream, merely to gain an advantage in negotiations with Chonghua? For a moment, I was intensely curious about his request.

Upon ascending to the rooftop of the Wan Ge building, one is greeted by an expanse of emptiness. In the center, there is an incense table with a tablet placed upon it, devoid of any inscriptions. However, it is remarkably clean, indicating that it is frequently maintained by visitors.

My heart skipped a beat

I looked at his expression, and the feeling of displeasure in my heart intensified. I simply took two steps back, hid behind Hu Yi, turned my head away from him, and decided that out of sight would be out of mind

female

Upon learning this news, I was instantly overwhelmed by a sense of betrayal. It was clearly agreed that I could only pursue him, and I have persistently sought to engage with him, yet he...

Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine, and I heard the sound of flesh being pierced.

Since then, I have not seen Chonghua again; he seems to be angry with me, or perhaps he has never liked me in this lifetime.

The Thousand Lock Tower and the Ten Thousand Separation Building, are they meant to ensure that they can never meet again in this lifetime... I think this is rather cruel. I patted his shoulder to reassure him, then glanced at the increasingly menacing Chonghua: "Hold him back." With that, I gathered my energy and leaped straight towards the Ten Thousand Separation Building. Behind me, I could hear the sounds of the two clashing, but I paid no attention, only hoping that Huyi could hold on a little longer.

In that moment, I almost believed that he had broken free from the confinement of the Meng Po soup and recalled past events. Suddenly, everything went dark, and in a daze, I once again saw my old acquaintance

I raised an eyebrow and cast a sidelong glance at Chonghua. I saw him say expressionlessly: "She betrayed Liubo and fell in love with a demon, causing Liubo to suffer a great calamity for a thousand years, severely injuring its vitality. According to the sect's rules, she should be punished with the Soul Locking penalty."

Perhaps it is an illusion, but I feel that the person holding me is stumbling and does not resemble his usual calm and composed demeanor at all

Until one day, the sky over Liubo was gloomy, and the pervasive demonic aura kept me awake. I knew that the Huyi had launched an attack.

Hu Yi then said: "If you, Chonghua, are willing to agree to one matter, I will certainly find a way to repel all the demons without harming a single life of Liu Bo, and afterwards, I will leave my life in your hands."

It seems that in this life, my feelings towards him are somewhat "different". First, I destroyed the Flowing Wave Thousand Locks Tower, released the wolf demon Hu Yi, which led to a horde of demons attacking the Flowing Wave. Now, I have also released his master, allowing the master he admires to enter the cycle of reincarnation alongside Hu Yi.

A cold snort came from behind: "None of you can leave Liubo."

I stared at Hu Yi and asked again: "Where is she?"

Why does this person live in such contradiction

Turning my head to look, I saw Chonghua staring at me with a dark expression: "Do not harm my Liubo..." Before he could finish his sentence, he caught sight of the dead little yellow snake demon in my hand, and his pupils suddenly constricted

The killing intent in Chonghua's eyes grew even stronger

Hu Yi turned his head to look at me, and Zhong Hua's gaze also fell on me, filled with deep disdain: "I advise you not to get involved."

I stood atop the Wan Ge building, watching them leave. As I turned my gaze, I was suddenly struck by a strong sense of murderous intent. From a distance, Chonghua was staring at me, his expression solemn. I suddenly recalled the first words he spoke upon seeing me in this life: "Those who are not of my kind will have different hearts."

Reflecting on the previous matters, it is not difficult to guess that the person in the painting is indeed Chonghua's master

With a loud bang, the barrier in mid-air suddenly brightened and then instantly turned to ashes. A figure stood in the air, dressed in black with long hair; it was Hu Yi. He scanned the plum forest with his gaze, and upon seeing me, descended, saying: "I have never liked being indebted to others. You let me go this once, and I will let you go this once. From now on, we shall owe each other nothing."

I think I know what he saw. I also know that at this moment, the corners of his lips must be smiling.

"Let her be reborn." Hu Yi's voice was tense, seemingly suppressing immense anger and sorrow, "She should have found peace long ago. Let her go!"

He stood there in a daze, without any reaction

The silhouette of a woman in white bears little difference in attire from the contemporary cultivators of the Chonghua sect. She holds a branch of red plum in her hand, her body slightly leaning forward, as if she is inhaling the fragrance of the plum blossoms

I turned around, and Chonghua pointed his sword at Huyi, his expression cold and stern: "Twenty years ago, I spared your life, yet you dared to commit the crime of Liu Bo again! Today, I will surely slay you under my sword, reducing you to ashes."

I said: "And go, for the matters of this life have already become a thing of the past, and no amount of longing can bring them back." After a moment of thought, I added, "The ghosts of the underworld are all quite good. You say you know the Three Lives; perhaps they will open a back door for you."

The room was enveloped in a profound silence, with only the sound of Chang'an turning over and retching remaining. After a short while of vomiting, he fainted.

I sigh, humans are indeed strange. If one is to kill, then just kill; why must it be accompanied by such heart-wrenching cries? It is as if a mere shout could cause the other party to die of shock.