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

Chapter 431 Thank you, fellow Daoist. You may now embark on your journey!

"Senior Brother Ji, people say they're going to grind you to dust."

The woman's tone still carried the same smile as before, sounding both innocent and cruel.

Ji Pingan looked up at Xue Lan, seemingly trying to discern something from the woman's greyish-white eyes.

But he failed.

The young man then slowly turned his gaze to Lin Buyu.

Xue Lan: Oh!

This person is quite clever.

Of the three people in front of Ji Ping'an, the inner demon was too powerful and dangerous, and was currently holding his demonic heart in its grasp.

Xue Lan is too cunning and doesn't seem easy to deal with.

Only Lin remained silent, appearing naive and inexperienced in the ways of the world.

Ji Pingan glanced at Xue Lan again:

"I have something I want to say to this Miss Lin."

Xue Lan's divine sense was powerful, and she sensed the momentary chaos in the demonic energy on Ji Ping'an's body.

He's gambling.

It's bet Xue Lan is someone who enjoys watching a good show.

He made the right bet.

Xue Lan not only enjoys watching the excitement, but also possesses a cruel mentality unique to large, ferocious beasts.

They enjoy manipulating their weak prey, giving them hope, and then cruelly cutting them down.

"Say it!"

Xue Lan waved her hand gently, and an exquisite carved wooden chair appeared behind her.

The woman sat down lightly, seemingly not intending to interfere with the conversation between Lin Buyu and Ji Pingan.

At the same time, the inner demon also shifted its gaze away from the young man.

Ji Ping'an looked at Lin silently, meeting the killing intent in the man's eyes.

The young man chuckled softly:

"Why would you do this, young lady?"

"I was just worried about Kirin-kun's condition."

"Thank you for your concern, fellow Daoist. My mother is well. You can set off on your journey with peace of mind."

After saying this, the girl grabbed the neck of the person in front of her and pressed Ji Ping'an, who was kneeling on the ground, back to the ground. The speed of her action surprised even the inner demon.

The woman in white blinked, her gaze falling on Lin Buyu's hands, which were covered in scales.

"You can't kill him like this," the inner demon's voice said calmly.

“This is the son of the demon god. Even if you kill him here, his demon soul will still escape and revive him.”

Ji Ping'an, who was pinned to the ground, blinked slightly, revealing a hint of shock.

The inner demon stood behind Lin Buyu, its voice carrying a seductive undertone:

"But with me here, there won't be any problems. You kill him. I can directly devour his demonic soul..."

Xue Lan knew that the inner demon was just trying to scare Ji Ping'an, but she still couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The inner demon glared at her, his tone unfriendly:

"why are you laughing?"

Following the words of the inner demon, Xue Lan continued:

"You're really not picky anymore, you'll eat anything."

"Since we're going to devour it, let's hurry."

The inner demons were not in a hurry to devour Ji Ping'an. Xue Lan's words were meant for Ji Ping'an, who was filled with anxiety.

Besides these threatening words, Xue Lan also seemingly unintentionally released her oppressive aura, targeting him alone.

"I have a way to save your mother!"

Ji Ping'an felt the increasing force on his neck and looked at the eager inner demon, and finally gave in.

"I have a way to wake your mother from her deep sleep!"

Lin Buyu's expression changed slightly.

The girl slowly released Ji Ping'an, then made a complex hand seal and pressed it directly to her brow.

A pale blue light flowed across the girl's body and then slowly disappeared.

Lin Buyu opened his eyes again, and there were still Xue Lan and the other two in front of him.

Xue Lan sat on the carved wooden chair and looked at her:

“Miss Lin, I swear to the heavens, this is not an illusion.”

Even though the current situation is not optimistic, the young man in front of me is still the son of the demon god.

Having confirmed once again that he was not in an illusion, Lin Buyu stared intently at Ji Ping'an:

"Do you know how to wake my mother up?"

The girl's tone held a hint of expectation, and Xue Lan sighed softly.

He was still a young man.

Ji Ping'an, seeing that the girl in front of him seemed to have taken the bait, secretly rejoiced. The young man slightly turned his gaze to Xue Lan beside him, noticing that she was still sitting in the chair.

They were leisurely and carefree, seemingly uninterested in the conversation on the other side.

So the young man mustered his courage and continued:

Why does it have to be your mother?

The young man's tone was soft, yet it sounded incredibly sinister and eerie; with just one sentence, he evoked the thoughts in Lin Buyu's mind.

Yes, why does it have to be her mother?

They said it was the responsibility of the Qilin Lord, to ensure that the Qilin clan would always have a foothold in the Upper Realm.

It will not disappear amidst the turbulent undercurrents of the upper realm.

Seeing a hint of confusion in the girl's eyes, Ji Ping'an was secretly delighted.

This young lady from the Qilin clan had long since developed mental health issues due to the oppression she suffered at the hands of those old men.

Now is the perfect time to invade.

The young man crawled forward a few steps on his knees, his purple robes covering the hem of Lin Buyu's skirt. A dim demonic aura quickly climbed up Lin Buyu's skirt.

Xue Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cluster of strange fire appeared at her fingertips.

Then she heard Lin Buyu's voice:

"you're right."

The girl's voice was light and calm, like a gentle breeze.

Lin Buyu looked down at Ji Ping'an, a soft green light spreading across his eyes, with a faint golden glow within.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. You may now begin your journey!"

Clusters of light-colored flowers grew on the green vines, peeking out from under the girl's skirt, directly shattering the dim demonic energy, and then rapidly growing on Ji Ping'an's body, completely enveloping the young man.

"you……"

"Your control over demonic energy is nowhere near as good as Senior Lan's behind me!"

Lin Buyu watched as the vines slowly lifted Ji Ping'an up, as if lifting a dying prey.

Xue Lan withdrew the strange fire from her fingertips. Looking at Lin Buyu, she sighed:

"Back then in the Wan Gong Fang, they didn't kill me outright. I don't know if it was because they were kind or because I was lucky."

The inner demon didn't speak, but suddenly clenched Ji Ping'an's demonic heart in its hand.

"what!"

The young man, entangled in the vines, struggled and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Xue Lan finally stood up from the chair.

The woman slowly walked up to Ji Ping'an:

"Now answer my question, what's your name, Ji Ping or Ji An?"

Bound by the vines, the youth had begun to show some demonic features, and a small eye had sprouted from the corner of each of Ji Ping'an's eyes. His four eyes were fixed on Xue Lan, his voice hoarse:

“Ji Ping…”

Xue Lan nodded slowly: "It's fine."

"What a pity, why did it have to be here of all?"

If I were outside, wouldn't I have another record of killing the son of the demon god?

Hearing Xue Lan's mutterings, Ji Ping'an suddenly had a bad feeling.

"kill--"

After that single, light word, Ji Ping'an felt his entire body shatter, and his perspective, which had been looking down at Xue Lan, began to rapidly shrink.

He saw numerous red lines extending from Xue Lan's black clothes, like a dense, intricate net.

Among the countless red threads, one connects to himself.

"Although it's not a real fight, I can give you a dream first!"

"Your Highness, we shall meet again!"