inspire-indiana Chapter 581 No one wants to bear the burden of her death
Chapter 581 No one wants to bear the burden of her death
As dusk approached in the desolate region, Xue Lan laboriously untied the numerous restrictions she had set up, casually grabbed Zhu He, and jumped off the light cloud, heading towards the mountains below where demonic beasts ravaged.
Xue Tong lay on the edge of the cloud and heard the woman's clear voice below: "You all wait up there for a while, I'll clean up."
Xue Lan did not land directly on the ground with Zhu He. Instead, she lightly touched the air with her toes, and the surrounding mist and breeze automatically gathered under her feet, creating invisible steps for her in mid-air.
She carried Zhuhe down these steps, and with each step she took, azure ice clusters would sprout from beneath her feet, scattering and transforming into icy arrows that all shot towards the demons in the mountains.
The ice arrow pierced the body, and after passing through the heart, it turned into a pool of gentle spring water. The low-level magical beasts lost their breath before they could even scream. Wisps of gray aura flew out from the scattered demonic corpses and slowly flew towards the six mountain peaks not far away.
"really."
The woman in black landed slowly, released the Zhuhe she was carrying, and spoke softly.
Zhu He stood up from the ground, and the Xinghe Sword, which had been hidden behind him, slowly emerged and was held in the young man's hand.
Zhu He's voice rarely carried a hint of coldness:
"These demonic souls... Senior Sister!"
Xue Lan nodded slightly to Zhu He: "The closer you are to the Demon Realm, the faster your demon soul will dissipate."
The woman sighed softly, then solemnly addressed Zhu He:
"Senior sister has something to tell you."
"About Senior Brother Gong Yuan..."
Xue Lan spoke calmly and gently, telling Zhu He everything she knew, including the results of her search for Ji Ping's demon soul.
Zhu He's expression shifted from anger to despair, finally settling into a hoarse, hopeless voice:
"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Gong and Senior Uncle..."
The young man choked up, "Is it really going to be like this?"
Xue Lan nodded gently: "Do you still remember what I said not long ago on the cloud?"
"Don't force things between strangers. It's not just those two. Even if one day I have to face my own destiny, I hope you won't force things."
Zhu He felt that Xue Lan's words were cruel. The young man silently looked down at Xue Lan without speaking, until Xue Lan threw out another string of hard ice arrows, at which point the young man finally spoke in a muffled voice:
"Senior sister, you weren't an ice spirit root before."
Xue Lan glanced at the lingering frost on her hands and smiled gently:
"I was originally..."
The woman's voice carried a relaxed, amused tone:
"It was already like that a thousand years ago..."
Xue Lan looked intently into Zhu He's surprised eyes:
"Your senior sister is the eldest lord of the River Wolf clan in the Northern Region of the Upper Realm, a fifteenth-realm demon lord! She is currently trying to save the world with her own body, and may die."
Lord Wolf intends to be more open with his companions throughout his life. Because even if millions of beings in the Yuanming Realm die, life must go on.
The lineage of the Xuanhuang Sect must be passed down, and the Linghuang Tree flourishes year after year. Dynasties rise and fall in the mortal realm, the Qinglin River flows gently, and fishermen's songs are passed down from generation to generation.
She has tasted the bitter fruit of her own way of life. Jin Guang and others have been trapped by her death for a thousand years. Friends are scattered, and she drinks alone with the moon.
Xue Lan saved the world, and the world revered her as a goddess.
If salvation is achieved, the Yuan-Ming world will remain; if not, it will turn to ashes.
If she becomes a god, she will return to the Yuanming Realm; if she fails, she will cease to exist in this world.
No one should bear the burden of her death.
She will be the only demon in the Yuanming Realm in ten thousand years to ascend to the position of Demon Lord through her own efforts, and the only weapon refiner to forge heaven and earth with the fire of her soul.
She will be the ruler of the Yuanming Realm, the one who will extend the lives of countless beings.
Although Xue Lan believed in my ability to give all living beings a glimmer of hope, and that all living beings would offer incense to build their bodies, separation is ultimately painful.
She believed she had a way out, but she wasn't sure she had.
Most people who are pioneers have this problem.
She died for the sake of all living beings in the Yuanming Realm, and at the same time, she died for her own survival.
Zhu He couldn't utter a word; the young man could only stare blankly at Xue Lan's retreating figure, hoping that the person in front of him would suddenly burst into laughter.
"I lied to you."
Unfortunately, Xue Lan did not get what he wanted. The woman's gray eyes were gentle and calm, as if what she had just said was not a major matter that could shake his mind, but a simple question about what to eat for dinner.
Zhu He suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since everyone on Jiyuan Peak had eaten together.
The young man didn't know what to say, and after a long silence, he finally spoke softly:
"No wonder Senior Sister is always so amazing. She knows everything... and can solve any problem."
Xue Lan smiled gently as she looked at the young man and said:
"Aren't you afraid?"
Zhu He jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Why are you afraid?"
Xue Lan was taken aback by the young man's reaction, and her speech became unusually slurred:
"Suddenly I realized that I was raised by an old monster."
"So be it, an old monster!" Zhu He rubbed his head in frustration.
"After all these years, can't we just replace my senior sister?"
Xue Lan was somewhat surprised by the young man's composure, and a thought suddenly occurred to her:
"Zhuhe!" the woman said softly.
"Do you know what kind of being the Wolf Lord of the Northern River is?"
"A very powerful demon lord, isn't he?" Zhu He asked with a clear and innocent expression.
Xue Lan couldn't hold back any longer. The woman grabbed Zhu He's shoulders and shook him, saying, "How could you not know this?"
Zhu He was shaken so badly he almost vomited, and the young man's speech was occasionally a little unclear:
"You didn't teach me..."
Xue Lan released Zhu He and then covered her head in her hands.
It seems that it really is her fault.
Xue Lan himself was punished by Qingyin Daojun to copy books every day when he was a child, copying until he was dizzy and lost track of time. Therefore, he was indeed lacking in the education of Ji Jinjin and Zhu He.
Especially regarding the events in the Northern Region of the Upper Realm, Lord Wolf King's memory was incomplete at the time, but fearing discovery by old acquaintances, he didn't utter a single word.
"You should learn from this!" Lord Wolf King took a book out of his sleeve and stuffed it into Zhu He's arms:
"One is never too old to learn."
Zhu He glanced at the book in his hand and nodded obediently: "Okay."
The two then cleared out the monsters in the area again, and Zhu He also took the opportunity to kill two demons at the early Nascent Soul stage.
Without exception, all the demon souls flew towards the nearby Demon Realm Mountains.
When the two of them had cleaned this small area for the third time, Xue Tong finally couldn't hold back anymore.
The girl tapped Xue Lan in her mind's eye:
"are you done."
A dazzling flame appeared at Xue Lan's fingertips, which she casually tossed onto the demonic corpse in front of her.
"Right away."
Lord Wolf King spent another quarter of an hour on this. When Xue Tong and the others came down from the light cloud, the ground was clean without a trace of demonic energy, and the surrounding array was nested in layers and foolproof.
Lu Feng lightly touched the ground, getting his hand covered in black ash.
The young man cast an admiring glance at Xue Lan:
"You're more suited to be a rogue cultivator. I've never seen anyone so thorough in their work."
Xue Lan gave the young man a cool look:
"Live longer, live longer and you'll see everything!"
Lu Feng promptly shut up and stopped talking.