Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 563 The Freedom She Gave You Went Too Far

"Should I give myself, filled with hatred, an explanation?"

The inner demon stood in the desolate wilderness and spoke softly, his icy blue eyes containing emotions that no one else could see through.

Am I Xue Lan's hatred?

The woman asked herself in a low voice, her tone tinged with confusion.

A woman in a white dress strolled lightly across the wasteland, looking like a spirit who didn't know where to go.

She truly hated Xue Lan. If it weren't for the incident at Jin Yue Lake, she would never have been able to develop her own consciousness under the suppression of Xue Lan's demonic soul and become the person she is now.

However, she was unwilling to admit that she was Xue Lan's hatred, or that she was a part of the omnipotent Wolf King.

Sharing her soul, her cultivation, and her memories, yet ultimately just an appendage destined to disappear—it's truly pathetic.

The woman gently raised her hand in the vast wilderness, and wisps of spiritual energy appeared, landing on the huge corpse of a low-level magical beast not far away. Fragile plants began to sprout and grow with the constantly flowing pure energy, and finally a pale yellow flower bloomed in the eye socket of the magical beast.

One or two blossoms... eventually forming a large, pale yellow waterfall.

When Xue Tong caught up, what she saw was a woman in white surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

Like a white butterfly.

The girl in green landed gently on the edge of the flower field, her tone filled with confusion:

"Did you suddenly run here without saying a word just to plant a patch of flowers?"

The inner demon smiled and turned its head, its pair of icy blue eyes staring directly at the girl:

"I just spoke with Xue Lan for a while. Do you want to know what we talked about?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Tong looked at the inner demon and asked:

"What happened? Was she killed by Daoist Qingyin?"

The inner demon seemed to have anticipated Xue Tong's question, and the woman smiled brightly, saying with ease and freedom:

"That's not quite right. She gave me some freedom."

"Some freedom?"

The inner demon saw Xue Tong softly recite those four words, then look at her with an extremely strange expression.

The inner demons were somewhat puzzled:

"What's that look in your face?"

"Give you your freedom back?" The girl's voice was full of worry.

"She's giving you way too much freedom right now!"

The inner demon felt uncomfortable upon hearing this, and the woman, hands on her hips, spoke with displeasure:

"What do you mean by that? I don't agree with it."

"What's the use of your disagreement? Look at the entire Yuanming Realm, who else has carried their inner demons all the way and let them run wild from time to time?"

The inner demon felt that Xue Tong's words made sense, but wasn't the word "running wild" really meant to describe a puppy?

The inner demon glared angrily at Xue Tong without saying a word.

Xue Tong ignored her. The girl squatted down to touch the small yellow flower that had grown on the ground. She found that when she touched the petals of the flower with her fingertips, it suddenly scattered into a faint firefly and flew into the sky.

The inner demon stood behind her and spoke in a sinister tone, its voice strange:

You ruined my flowers, you have to give me new flowers.

Xue Tong turned around and hit her directly: "I'll pay you back with a wolf's head! What's going on?"

The inner demon took a step back, dodging Xue Tong's slap, and then smiled faintly as he spoke:

"These are the soul energy dissipated by low-level magical beasts combined with spiritual energy, and they are not real flowers."

"But soul energy is a great tonic. When flowers are actually planted here many years later, they will definitely grow better than in other places."

"He died a worthy death!"

Xue Tong looked at the small yellow flowers all over the ground, then looked at the distant horizon, and then tugged at the sleeve of the inner demon.

"What's wrong?" The inner demon looked at Xue Tong with some confusion.

"Look over there, am I seeing things? Why am I seeing a floating bag?"

"A bag?" The inner demon looked in the direction Xue Tong was pointing, full of doubt, and sure enough, he saw a fleeting figure in the shadow of a low hillside, moving close to the ground.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly as she corrected Xue Tong, a malicious smile on her face:

"Xiaotong! That's not a bag."

"That's a toy."

"Let's go over and take a look."

After saying this, the inner demon grabbed Xue Tong's wrist and dragged the girl into the void. In less than a breath, they arrived at the low hillside.

Xue Tong finally saw the true form of the "bag"—it was a shiny, smooth, block-shaped beast with two large, bewildered eyes that were slightly bloodshot on its head, and four short legs that were sniffing around on the ground.

The girl couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

"What is this? It looks so..."

That's way too hasty.

"Puch."

The inner demon couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, and the woman covered her mouth and responded in a muffled voice:

"This is a Soul-Devouring Beast from the Thousand Realms Ghost Realm, one of He Zhui's kin. It is docile and adept at finding demonic souls..."

The inner demon paused briefly, considered his words, and then smiled as he continued:

"Xue Lan has always wanted one to use as a pillow."

"To make a pillow?" Xue Tong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"She really dared to ask for anything in her past life!"

The inner demon smiled and waved his hand:

"You can't blame her for this. In her previous life, she was tormented by me quite a bit and was often disturbed by demonic energy, making it impossible for her to meditate and regulate her breathing. This little one feeds on demonic souls, so she wanted one to be her pillow."

Xue Tong gave her a speechless look: "So it's your fault?"

The inner demon rolled its eyes at her, then raised its hand and released a faint wisp of demonic energy:

"Since the Soul-Devouring Beast has appeared here, there must be a ghost messenger from the Thousand Realms Ghost Realm within five miles. Let's capture them both and give them to Xue Lan to play with."

Xue Tong frowned slightly as she looked at the inner demon: "Give it to Xue Lan to play with?"

The inner demon nodded: "Just wait and see, the ghost messengers of the Thousand Realms are even more interesting."

Xue Tong felt she needed to reassess the psychological state of this person and Xue Lan; neither of them seemed like normal wolves.

A ghost messenger is just a ghost messenger, what could it possibly mean?

Please don't use your status to bully other people's civil servants.

However, after a stick of incense had burned, reality slapped Xiaotong in the face.

The girl stared blankly at a five-pointed star-shaped black shadow pressed against the belly of the Soul-Eating Beast not far away, and spoke stiffly:

"This is... a ghost messenger?"

The inner demon smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is the original form of the ghost messenger."

Xue Tong looked at the black five-pointed star, then at the white square behind it, and painfully covered her eyes:

"Aren't all things in the Thousand Realms of Ghosts supposed to look this abstract?"

"I thought at least I'd have all four limbs intact!"

"Don't have too high expectations of people from other races. Maybe they'll turn into a handsome and dashing man after they transform."

"After all, He Zhui is quite good-looking."

"Then there's no need. Even if he turned into Lu Feng after seeing the original owner, I still wouldn't be able to accept it."