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

Chapter 232 Xue Lan's Integrity and Resistance

Dao Xuanzi stood atop the clouds, watching Xue Lan, who was about to slip away, turn around smoothly, and sneered.

The laughter was cold and short, sending a chill down Xue Lan's spine.

So Xue Lan bent her waist even lower, pondering all the pain she had experienced in this rebirth, before finally managing to squeeze out two tears.

The girl slowly raised her head, her round almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

"Master Master, Lan'er was traveling here when she suddenly encountered a horrific event in the Golden Valley City Underworld, and she is terrified..."

"A sudden and shocking turn of events? Terrified?"

Dao Xuanzi looked at the girl on the ground and was so angry he laughed. He turned to look at Sect Leader Wen of Jiyue Mountain beside him, apologetic.

"Sect Leader Wen, I'll leave the matters of the Underworld to the fellow Daoists of Jiyue Mountain for now. As for myself, I have some important matters to attend to..."

The conversation between the two was shrouded in mystery and Xue Lan didn't hear it clearly, but judging from the reluctant look in Headmaster Wen's eyes, she knew it couldn't be anything good.

The girl felt anxious and wanted to bite her nails, but she managed to resist.

She tried to contact Xue Tong through her mind, hoping to get some help from her little system, but Xue Tong ignored her.

She felt she was doomed.

The girl then negotiated with the inner demon within her mind: "Can you come out and take the beating for me?"

The inner demon's voice was lazy: "Do I look stupid to you?"

After Dao Xuanzi finished talking with Sect Leader Wen, he took a purple ball of light from his hand.

Sect Leader Wen couldn't help but admonish, "Fellow Daoist Dao Xuanzi, the younger generation in this sect... should be guided and advised as much as possible..."

Otherwise, they would have gone to another sect.

He has experience with this.

Cui Wu, who was far away in Fuyang City, suddenly raised his head.

The girl touched her nose.

That's strange, is someone thinking about her?

Dao Xuanzi gave a sinister laugh, which sent a chill down the spine of Sect Leader Wen.

"Persuasion?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse: "It won't work on our family."

Knowing he couldn't persuade Dao Xuanzi, Sect Leader Wen led his disciples to the Underworld in Golden Valley City. When they passed Xue Lan, he gave the man a look of deep pity.

When Xue Lan saw the look in his eyes, she felt like the sky had fallen.

He was practically grabbing Master Wen's sleeve and demanding: What are you plotting? What are you going to do to me?

The girl suppressed her urge to flee, and only spoke slowly when Dao Xuanzi was the only one left on the cloud:

“Master, I know I was wrong.”

Dao Xuanzi looked somewhat surprised: "This time it was quite straightforward."

Xue Lan's legs trembled as she looked at the whip shadows that appeared behind the old man.

Didn't you think this was what I wanted? What are you holding in your hand?

That's the Soul Refining Whip from Jiyue Mountain!

The girl forced a smile: "To be honest, Master Uncle, Xue Lan suffered some damage to her soul during the battle against the eldest son of the Demon God, and is now extremely fragile... I must... Master Uncle."

Before Xue Lan could finish her stammering explanation, she saw Dao Xuanzi take out the entire Soul Refining Whip from behind him. Xue Lan had only seen this thing once before, many years ago, when Cui Wu was being tortured, and she had a deep impression of the lightning wrapped around it.

It's gotten to the point where just seeing it makes my spine tremble.

Xue Lan heard the voice of the evil spirit: "Demon, get out of my nephew's body!"

The old man's voice was like thunder from the heavens, and his whip, flashing with purple lightning, lashed down at Xue Lan.

Xue Lan finally understood what it meant to "I've saved up enough for you to get a beating."

When she heard Dao Xuanzi's words, she initially thought the old man had discovered the hidden inner demons and Ji Song's soul within her sea of ​​consciousness. However, after being whipped, she felt relieved.

Although the Soul Refining Whip was a genuine product from Jiyue Mountain, her senior uncle clearly didn't want to kill her. Apart from the pain, the whip didn't cause any damage when it hit her.

But the pain is also terrifying.

Dao Xuanzi was, after all, an elder of both Ling Yuanzi and Xue Lan. Xue Lan thought that her master must have used the Void Stepping Technique to dodge attacks when he was young.

As a result, Dao Xuanzi has seen through every step Xue Lan takes now that she is in her current situation.

Often, before she even arrived, Dao Xuanzi's long whip would already be there, like a long snake.

Then I slapped it hard.

It wasn't meant to hurt her; her senior apprentice simply wanted to beat her up so she wouldn't lose her ability to work.

How would you put it in Xue Tong's words?

Right, they are unscrupulous capitalists.

As he was thinking this, Dao Xuanzi lashed him again with his whip.

Xue Lan couldn't hold back any longer and decided to rebel.

With a slight twist of her wrist, the girl took out the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map from her sleeve. As the scroll wrapped around her body, she plopped down on the ground.

Not far from the city, in the wilderness, several early risers turned their heads to look at this place.

A young man asked with some confusion, "That lightning is really strange. Why did it only strike one place?"

His companion gave a perfunctory answer: "I don't know, maybe he just doesn't like it."

In a space unseen by them, isolated by Dao Xuanzi's magic, Xue Lan sat on the ground, hugging her knees, shrinking into the protection of the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map.

This is Xue Lan's backbone and her spirit of resistance.

He wrapped himself in a shell and waited for his respected senior master to calm down.

Seeing Xue Lan in this state, Dao Xuanzi could no longer care about the face of a sect leader.

The old man put away his whip and watched as Xue Lan poked her head out.

"What do you look like now? The divine beast Xuanwu?"

Xue Lan immediately fell into a negative state: "If my senior uncle says so, then so be it. Xue Lan really is a wild child picked up halfway through life."

Dao Xuanzi truly never expected that after living for a thousand years, he would still have to suffer such humiliation, and his beard trembled with anger. The old man descended directly from the clouds, pointing his finger at Xue Lan's nose and cursing:

"What do you mean by 'a stray child'? So what if you were picked up? Most of the disciples of my Xuanhuang Sect were taken in from the mortal world. When have I ever mistreated you?"

Seeing tears welling up in the old man's eyes, Xue Lan knew she had truly committed a crime this time. She quickly stood up and knelt before the old man.

"Uncle-Master... Xue Lan is alright, Qi Zhou, Shi Shi, Auntie... they are all alright."

"Uncle?"

Xue Lan was speaking when Dao Xuanzi pointed a finger at her forehead.

"Everything's alright?"

"Then what's wrong with these eyes? And what about the damage to this soul?"

Xue Lan gritted her teeth and decided to give Dao Xuanzi a little hint. Disciples with too many secrets would be beaten to death and buried on the Cliff of Repentance by the sect leader.

So she picked one out from her vast collection of stories about courting death.

The girl spoke with a smile on her lips:

"Uncle-Master, you may not know this, but while traveling the world, Lan'er inadvertently found the sacrificial pillar that housed the remnant soul of a demon god, and then used the sacrificial dance she discovered during the battle at Luoxia Mountain..."

Xue Lan swallowed hard: "I summoned the demon god, and finally, with the help of my master's power, I killed it. However, I accidentally damaged my soul."

After saying all this, Xue Lan thought to herself that she had been subtle enough, and Dao Xuanzi would never know the truth.

For example, I forgot which sacrificial dance it was and danced like an idiot for an hour.

He tore his own soul apart in order to devour the demon soul.

I'll leave that aside for now.

Xue Lan felt a hand on her shoulder. Dao Xuanzi pressed on her shoulder and smiled gently.

"Master Uncle?" Xue Lan asked, somewhat puzzled.

The next second, a golden thread connected the two of them, and Xue Lan's pupils shrank.

"No... Senior Uncle."

Dao Xuanzi smiled and said, "The matter of the Underworld in Golden Valley City can be resolved in three days. After that, you will come back to Xuanhuang Sect with me. Now that you have sent Lian Chuan away, you should go back and keep me company."

Xue Lan gave an awkward smile: "Actually... it's not necessary."

"Go back to your Grandmaster Xuanji and see if you're a dead man now."

Xue Lan never expected that simply staying put to wait for someone to come and clean up the mess would result in her being leashed back like a stray dog.

Seeing the suppressed anger emanating from Dao Xuanzi, she dared not resist at all.

Is there anyone who will come to save her?!

Xue Lan screamed inwardly, originally just wanting to vent.

But unexpectedly, a deep dragon's roar suddenly came from the horizon, and a jet-black dragon slowly came over, bringing endless wind and rain, directly bringing a moist spring rain to Golden Valley City.

Xue Lan was overjoyed and almost knelt down before Lady Li.