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

Chapter 324 Demon Clan Counterattack

Xue Tong spoke very sharply, and Xue Lan used this to stimulate her inner demons.

But sometimes I get provoked too.

Of course, they won't reflect on their actions when provoked.

The two came out of Xue Lan's courtyard and first planned to go find Yin Shishi.

Unlike Chonggu Village, Seven Butterfly Valley only allows outsiders to enter at midnight every two months.

Tonight at midnight, is the time to enter the valley.

Although Xue Lan had the token given to her by the Peacock Lord, time was short and the mission was heavy. To be on the safe side, Xue Lan wanted to get a pass to enter Seven Butterfly Valley from Yin Yue.

Inside the room of the Gu Master of Chonggu Village, Yin Yue, dressed in a dark red Miao robe, looked at Yin Shishi in front of her, her tone full of confusion:

"A weapon refiner actually intends to send the Crimson Jade Spider he's raised back. How interesting."

Yin Shishi sat opposite her, and the woman spoke softly: "Xue Lan has always done things differently from others."

Upon hearing this, Yin Yue smiled gently, a unique light flashing in her alluring eyes: "I wonder what the fellow Daoists in the Xuanhuang Sect think of that child. But I've never really liked her."

Yin Shishi thought for a while, then nodded: "It's your freedom, and she probably doesn't like you either."

Yin Yue fell silent. The woman clapped her hands gently, and Yin Shishi saw a slender figure emerge from behind the curtain opposite.

It was Yin Meng.

She looked at Yin Yue in disbelief, "What is this?"

Yin Yue said, "I plan to have Xiao Meng take Xue Lan to Seven Butterfly Valley. Xiao Meng will be the proof."

Yin Shishi was speechless upon seeing this. The woman pointed at Yin Meng and said to Yin Yue, "Mother, it's better if you don't want to!"

You have no idea how much Xue Lan coveted this little butterfly.

But Yin Yue wouldn't listen: "It's him. If she wants to bring him, she can; if she doesn't want to, she shouldn't go."

After saying this, Yin Yue hurriedly left.

Yin Shishi looked at the frail young man opposite her and gritted her teeth as she spoke: "Actually, Xue Lan is a good person."

The little butterfly's beautiful light purple eyes were full of disbelief, but it still nodded obediently:

"I know she's a friend of the Holy Maiden, and Xiaomeng will try her best."

Yin Shishi had a feeling that the child was thinking the wrong thing, but she no longer wanted to speak well of Xue Lan.

It feels like the more I apply it, the darker it gets.

So when Xue Lan arrived at Yin Shishi's residence, she saw the Holy Maiden with a small butterfly.

Yin Shishi pointed to the butterfly boy beside her: "This is your guide and credentials."

Xue Lan's expression was very calm, so calm that it was somewhat unnatural, which made Yin Shishi a little flustered.

"Speak!" Yin Shishi lowered her voice, a hint of anger in it.

Xue Lan leaned close to Yin Shishi's ear and asked, "Is there some kind of conspiracy behind the Gu Master's generosity?"

Yin Shishi patted her head: "There's no conspiracy, you should leave now!"

So Xue Lan waved goodbye to Yin Shishi and left Chonggu Village for Seven Butterfly Valley.

Shortly after she left Chonggu Village, three figures appeared beside Yin Shishi.

Yin Shishi slowly turned around and bowed to the newcomers: "Master, Uncle Lingyuan, Mother."

Kongmingzi wore an indigo robe, the calm color making him appear even more composed.

Ling Yuanzi, standing beside him, wore a long, wide-sleeved black robe, and the old man's expression was somewhat solemn.

"Shishi, your master and your uncle are heading to the desolate region. We will leave Xue Lan's matter to you and the Gu Master."

In front of Yin Yue, Kong Mingzi always spoke to Yin Shishi more politely.

A bad premonition rose in Yin Shishi's heart: "Master..."

Kong Mingzi slowly raised his hand to interrupt Yin Shishi's question. The middle-aged man's expression remained normal as he spoke softly, "It's nothing serious."

A look of understanding appeared in Yin Shishi's clear, watery eyes. The woman slowly stepped back and bowed to Kong Mingzi:

"Disciple respectfully sees off Master and Uncle."

As Kong Mingzi walked past Yin Shishi, Yin Shishi heard a gentle voice in her mind:

"If you're unhappy here, go find Xue Lan. At least you won't be unhappy then."

Yin Shishi nodded slowly.

After the two left, the commotion brought by Xue Lan slowly disappeared, like the morning mist.

Yin Yue looked at her daughter and said calmly, "In the Yuanming mortal realm today, there is separation everywhere."

Yin Shishi nodded without saying a word.

In the desolate lands, the demons launch a counterattack.

During the time Xue Lan was away from Qing Shui Tai, the rifts deep within the desolate region grew wider and wider, and the demons of the lower realm became extremely irritable due to the influence of the demonic energy from the upper realm.

Finally, the day before yesterday, the demonic cultivators killed the disciples who went to investigate, gathered all the demons in the surrounding area, and marched in a mighty force toward the direction of Qingshuitai!

Kongmingzi and Lingyuanzi flew continuously through the clouds, cutting the flowing clouds in the sky into streaks as they slowly dissipated.

“Long before Xue Lan left Qingshuitai, my master sent Jin Jin and the others into a secret realm in the desolate region to find a way to break through their cultivation level. Now, the one under pressure at Qingshuitai is Qi Zhou,” Kong Mingzi said to Ling Yuanzi.

Ling Yuanzi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was immediately relieved.

Xu Qizhou is the disciple of the sect leader and the successor to the next sect leader of the Xuanhuang Sect.

A child who always puts your mind at ease.

"It's good that Qizhou is here; he's always been a reliable kid!"

Kongmingzi and Lingyuanzi exchanged a glance and continued flying towards the desolate region.

In the desolate wilderness, at the Qingshuitai camp.

Xu Qizhou's arm was covered in dried bloodstains, a mixture of the dark black blood of the demonic beast and the dark brown of dried human blood, stretching from the young man's forearm to his shoulder, resembling a ferocious and terrifying beast head beneath the shattered armor.

What was more terrifying than the beast heads was the young man's expression.

Xu Qizhou's face was terribly gloomy, his face reflected on the blade of the Frostless Sword beside him, his sharp eyes filled with the cold and murderous aura brought from the battlefield.

He had just returned from the front lines, carrying the heads of two Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators. He and several Nascent Soul stage seniors had decimated the demon race's vanguard elites.

"Do you really think that just because Aunt Jin isn't here, the human race is easy to bully?" Xu Qizhou looked at the geomantic map in front of him, his tone full of anger.

"Senior Brother Xu, the demon army has arrived at the Qingshuitai camp. Several seniors want you to come over!" A disciple's voice came from the doorway.

Xu Qizhou responded and took the Frostless Sword from the table with him as he got up.

The frostless, ice-blue sword pendant was already soaked in blood. When the young man picked it up, a cold white light flashed across the blade.

The white light fell to the ground and transformed into a white-haired woman.

It was the sword spirit of the Frostless Sword.

The woman looked at Xu Qizhou, who was radiating a murderous aura, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Qizhou smiled slightly: "You've never liked to talk."

The young man looked at the sword spirit's cold, sharp eyes and spoke softly:

"It's just a demonic tide, and we've seen it together more than once."

"The top combat power of the demon race and the human-demon race is about the same. As long as the elders do not move, the demon race's Nascent Soul stage cultivators will not dare to make a move easily."

"Among those in the Nascent Soul stage, I am undoubtedly first-rate!" The young man's eyes were arrogant and unwavering.

"No frost..."

The young man's voice was hoarse: "I am the senior disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect, a famous sword cultivator from the Yuanming Lower Realm."

"Senior Brother cannot make a mistake before Auntie and the others return."

"I beg you one last time, join me in this slaying of evil!"