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

Chapter 545 She had already taken her revenge herself.



Chapter 545 She had already taken her revenge herself.

The moment Xue Tong drew his sword intent from between his brows, the woman in Xie Cui City in the lower realm, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, gently opened them.

A light snow began to fall in the icy lake of Xue Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, and the inner demon gently raised its head and spoke:

"She can use your sword intent now."

"Didn't she already know how to do that?" Xue Lan stretched her slightly sore neck. "In the Heavenly Forging Hammer Secret Realm, she used her sword intent to cut down a rabbit for Yu Shu."

The inner demon transformed into a stream of light within Xue Lan's sea of ​​consciousness, and appeared before her moments later:

“You know this is different.”

The woman's voice was extremely serious:

"There is a world of difference between imbuing your sword intent into a weapon and wielding it with your own hands."

Xue Lan sighed softly, a hint of helplessness appearing in her gray eyes:

"what do you want to say?"

A wisp of icy blue light appeared between the inner demons, drawing upon the sword intent that Xue Tong was currently using:

"After all, she is a soul from the outside world and shouldn't be too deeply involved with the Yuanming Realm."

The woman looked at Xue Lan, her icy blue eyes like those of an ancient glacier:

"At least I shouldn't get too involved with you."

Xue Lan understood the meaning of the inner demon.

Xue Tong is a soul from the outside world; nothing and no one in the Yuanming Realm can have any causal relationship with her.

However, Xue Lan is an exception.

Lord Wolf, who is preparing to forge the world with his soul, will most likely become the center of the Yuanming Realm, and thus the true symbol of the Yuanming Realm.

If Xue Tong were to have any karmic entanglement with her, she might never be able to go back.

Xue Lan remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, her voice hoarse and tinged with a sigh:

"Life is getting harder and harder, and the road ahead is getting more and more difficult."

The inner demon, unusually, didn't mock Xue Lan. Instead, it took two steps closer to the woman, its expression firm and solemn.

"We must keep going!"

Xue Lan smiled slightly, then nodded:

"it is good!"

The inner demon looked at its own fingertips:

"Your sword intent is probably not enough to awaken Jing Ruyu immediately. I will lend her a hand."

The blue light from the woman's fingertip passed through the array above their heads and flew into the sky, transforming into a speck of snow that landed on Jing Ruyu's brow.

The sharp, icy sword light swiftly destroyed the demonic runes on the woman's body. The demonic energy that had been wrapped around Jing Ruyu's demon core screamed as it flew out of the woman's body, but was engulfed by the icy cold air as it fled, and then screamed and vanished into thin air.

The woman on the bed opened her eyes.

Jing Ruyu had a terrifying dream.

In her dream, she was unaware of Ji Ping'an's true nature beforehand, and on her wedding day, he slaughtered her entire family.

To protect her, her younger sister had her heart ripped out by Ji Ping'an, and her grandfather exhausted his life force to send her off, dying from exhaustion.

She fell to the lower realm and met a man who promised to avenge her.

He said, "Ruyu, I will help you get revenge."

He said, "Ruyu, wait a little longer."

……

She accompanied the man from the lower realm to the upper realm, and even though her heart was riddled with holes by hatred, she was unable to take revenge herself.

A voice kept warning her in her mind:

"Just wait patiently for him to avenge you."

"But why should I wait?" Jing Ruyu questioned the voice in her heart.

"Why should I wait for an outsider to take action against my grudges and hatred!"

But she couldn't defy the voice in her mind, and could only place her hopes for revenge on that man day after day, year after year, playing the role of a gentle and obedient sweetheart by his side.

Like a soulless puppet, or a rootless flower.

But why would she do that?

Jing Ruyu has escaped!

She didn't know why the power in her mind that was binding her had suddenly lessened, but she knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The woman summoned her long-unused immortal sword, escaped the man who always made her wait, transformed back into her original form, rushed into the upper realm, and stood before Ji Ping'an once again.

The snow-white crane feathers were stained with blood, and Jing Ruyu felt as if all the bones in her body had shattered.

The sinister voice of the young man opposite him was full of sarcasm:

"Why didn't you wait until your cultivation level was higher before coming, my fiancée?"

Why? The dying Jing Ruyu asked herself softly in her heart.

Perhaps the hatred in his heart was too intense, and the days of waiting were too hopeless.

The crane, covered in blood, flapped its wings twice and, in its dying breath, spoke in a voice filled with anguish:

"Why can't I take revenge myself?"

Ever since she fell to the mortal realm and met that man, her cultivation level has been declining continuously. No matter how hard she tries, she can't surpass that man, and her opportunities are given to him time and time again.

The crane stretched its neck and cried out, then self-destructed its demon core in Ji Ping'an's hand, turning into countless feathers flying everywhere.

Although she was dead, Jing Ruyu seemed to have gained true freedom...

When the woman opened her eyes again, she saw two girls standing close to her.

Jing Ruyu remembered.

She had already killed Ji Ping'an herself.

She had already taken her own revenge!

Also on her wedding day with Ji Ping'an, she plunged a magical artifact she had obtained from the Phoenix Clan into Ji Ping'an's heart, completely destroying his demonic core.

Her family is safe and sound. She remains the promising young master of the Lingqiao Pavilion in the Upper Realm, not the gentle and affectionate confidante of some rogue cultivator in the Lower Realm.

"Sister, Ruhuan thought you would never wake up again!"

"how come?"

The woman slowly sat up from the couch and opened her arms to catch her younger sister who was rushing towards her.

"It was just a dream."

Xue Tong's sword strike had alarmed many cultivators of the Spirit Bridge Pavilion, and during their investigation, more than one beam of spiritual light flew toward the pavilion.

She had to interrupt the sisters' reunion prematurely, clearing her throat and speaking:

"Miss Jing, it's been a long time."

“I am here on my elder sister’s orders to get what she wants.”

Jing Ruyu pushed Jing Ruhuan's head away from her shoulder and nodded slightly to Xue Tong:

"I am very grateful to Miss Xiaotong for saving me. Everything Miss Xue wants is inside this tortoise shell."

The woman waved her hand gently, and a small, exquisite tortoise shell slowly flew towards Xue Tong.

Xue Tong tucked the tortoise shell into her sleeve, knowing she shouldn't disturb the sisters' long-awaited reunion, so she simply bowed and took her leave.

"Miss Jing, Xue Tong takes his leave."

"Xiaotong..."

Jing Ruhuan had barely begun to try and persuade him to stay when she saw the girl not far away instantly turn into a patch of blue light.

There was no trace of Xue Tong here anymore.

Holding her older sister's hand, the girl couldn't help but exclaim, "What amazing escape techniques!"

"boom!"

"Huan'er! What happened to your sister... Yu'er?"

The plump old man kicked open the attic door, his anxious words abruptly stopping the moment he saw Jing Ruyu.

Jing Ruyu got off the couch, bowed deeply to the old man, and then spoke with tears in her eyes:

"Grandfather, Yu'er is back!"


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