HLnovel Chapter 430 We'll meet again someday; it really is fate.
Chapter 430 We'll meet again someday; it really is fate.
"Lingqiao Pavilion!"
Ji Ping'an stared at the girl in front of him, slightly stunned, a hint of obvious panic appearing in his eyes.
Xue Lan held the small, upturned rabbit lantern in her hand, her dark, round almond-shaped eyes slightly lowered, looking extremely conflicted.
Ji Ping'an sneered inwardly.
The young man looked at Xue Lan and said:
"Junior Sister Lan, would you like to travel with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ping'an saw the girl in front of him suddenly look up, her eyes filled with undisguised joy.
"Is it okay?" Xue Lan asked hesitantly.
Ji Ping'an, with a refined and gentle demeanor, nodded slightly with a warm smile.
"can."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
The girl's eyes were full of joy as she walked up to Ji Ping'an, carrying a lantern.
The gentle smile in Ji Ping'an's eyes froze into ice in an instant, and a murderous intent appeared in his handsome pupils.
The inner demon stood in the void, witnessing this scene firsthand, his tone cold and mocking:
"Neither of you is being sincere here."
Xue Lan carried the lantern and walked ahead, occasionally turning back to look at Ji Ping'an. Her smile was pure and warm.
"Don't disgust me like this." Xue Lan's voice was full of disgust.
"When Lei Chuxi came to Chonggu Village to find me before, he brought a girl from Lingqiao Pavilion with him, I think her name was something..."
Xue Lan's tone was so deliberate that it made the inner demon feel uncomfortable. She coldly uttered three words:
"Jing Ruyu".
"Any ideas?"
"That Jing Ruyu was Lu Feng's destined lover. In the upper realm, her entire family was slaughtered by her fiancé, who was a demon."
"This is her fiancé."
"There can't be any mistake. Surely there can't be two Demon God's children in one Spirit Bridge Pavilion?"
After saying this, Xue Lan turned and glanced at Ji Ping'an:
"Senior Brother Ji, would you like to buy a lantern?"
Ji Pingan walked to Xue Lan's side, looked at the dazzling array of lanterns on the stall, and said:
“I’ve lived in the Spirit Bridge Pavilion since I was a child, so I don’t know much about these mortal things. Junior Sister Lan, please help me choose one.”
The young man's voice was gentle and pleasant, but Xue Lan couldn't help but secretly roll her eyes.
The inner demon saw Xue Lan's underhanded actions and couldn't help but laugh:
"Actually, I think this Demon God's son is quite good; he knows how to comfort himself with food."
Xue Lan picked up a lotus lantern from the stall and examined it closely, while also talking to her inner demon.
"Your argument is a bit far-fetched. When I was little, I would pet the rabbit I ate; wouldn't that be considered a consolation prize?"
"Nonsense!" the inner demon said calmly, glancing at his feet and noticing that Lin Buyu was showing signs of awakening.
"She's about to wake up, you need to get her settled quickly."
"It's just an illusion within an illusion. Let's save our energy to deal with the real deal."
Xue Lan nodded and said directly to Ji Ping'an, "What you said makes sense. Come out and help me deal with him."
Upon hearing Xue Lan's words, a hint of concern appeared in Ji Ping'an's beautiful eyes.
The young man slowly leaned closer to Xue Lan and spoke:
"Junior Sister Lan, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Xue Lan held up the lotus lantern in her hand in front of Ji Ping'an, her voice light and cheerful:
"Senior Brother Ji, this is beautiful."
Ji Ping'an subconsciously didn't want to take the lantern. Xue Lan's dark eyes were cold and lifeless behind the lantern.
"Senior brother, why didn't you catch the lantern?"
A terrifying burst of sword energy erupted between the two, forcing the young man in purple to retreat several steps, his sword pointed at Xue Lan.
"You audacious demon! How dare you swagger into my human city!"
Xue Lan looked at the young man who was turning the tables on her, then at the wisp of demonic energy clinging to her sleeve, and then froze.
The gloating laughter of his inner demons filled his ears, as if they were about to suffocate.
"Wouldn't you say this is... a case of fortunes changing?"
I guess so?
After all, just half an hour ago, he had used this very trick to trap his inner demon.
Thinking of this, Xue Lan's gaze towards Ji Ping'an became somewhat unfriendly.
The thing she hated most in her life was the scheming demon race.
Since there were no magical artifacts to isolate space during this incident, all the cultivators mingling among the mortals noticed it.
Some low-level rogue cultivators used all their skills to escape the moment Ji Ping'an made his move, fearing that they might be accidentally dragged into the battle between powerful beings and lose their lives.
The eyes of all the cultivators with slightly higher cultivation levels fell on Xue Lan.
The girl in the ginger-yellow dress looked at the demonic energy on her sleeves and spoke calmly:
"Senior Brother Ji is really the one who falsely accuses others first. I hate people like that the most in my life."
"No, it's Junior Sister Lan who's being too aggressive."
Ji Ping'an looked at Xue Lan with intense hatred, his eyes filled with murderous intent towards the demon race. However, he spoke to Xue Lan in a lighthearted tone.
"What you're saying is true, Senior Brother Ji. Xiaoxiao just wanted to get some information from a demon friend."
Xue Lan looked into Ji Ping'an's eyes:
"You're just... a greeting gift."
The moment the words "gift for meeting" were uttered, Ji Ping'an saw a magnificent flame suddenly leap up from the lantern in Xue Lan's hand. The bluish-red flame transformed into a one-legged bird, which flew straight towards Ji Ping'an.
"A strange fire!" Ji Ping'an was surprised for a moment, then quickly twirled his sword.
A layer of light blue water film appeared in front of the young man, blocking Xue Lan's strange fire.
A look of ecstatic madness appeared on Ji Ping'an's face, which was somewhat frightening.
The young man looked at Xue Lan and said:
"I really underestimated Junior Sister Lan. There will be many days to come, and I hope we can meet again someday!"
The young man's figure vanished suddenly in the rising steam, as if he had never been there at all.
Xue Lan glanced around and found that all the cultivators who had gathered to watch the commotion had long since disappeared.
This is the upper realm.
A dazzling light emanated from Xue Lan, and the girl with still somewhat childish features transformed into Xue Lan's original appearance.
The woman looked at the lingering steam in front of her and slowly spoke:
"See you soon."
A quarter of an hour later, Xue Lan looked at Ji Ping'an kneeling before her from the void, her voice light and gentle:
"Senior Brother Ji was right after all. We really will have the chance to meet again!"
Ji Ping'an was forced to kneel on the ground, his limbs bound by chains formed from demonic energy, and a terrifying hole torn in his chest.
The young man didn't notice Xue Lan; his gaze was fixed on the white-clad woman behind her who looked exactly like her.
The inner demon held something pulsating in its hand, its long fingernails stained with blood.
"Even if the demonic heart leaves the body, it can still live." The inner demon glanced at the young man and smiled wickedly and arrogantly.
The inner demon bent down and snapped its fingers in front of the unconscious Lin Buyu:
"Wake up from the dream."
After the crisp sound, Lin Buyu slowly opened his eyes.
The girl sat up from the ground and immediately saw Ji Ping'an, who was exuding demonic energy.
The inner demon pressed down on the girl's shoulder from behind:
"Gift!"
The demonic energy emanating from Ji Ping'an was all too familiar; it belonged to the person who had infiltrated Junling Mountain a few days prior.
Lin Buyu turned his head slightly and glanced at the inner demon:
"why?"
"She's not a demon from the demon race."
Xue Lan spoke at the right moment, drawing Lin Buyu's gaze to herself.
Lin turned his head without speaking and saw a face that was exactly the same as the one from before.
Compared to her inner demons, Xue Lan's smile was much gentler:
"Hello, my name is Lan Xiaoxiao, a rogue cultivator."
"Your appearance doesn't seem like that of a rogue cultivator," Lin Buyu said, his tone full of distrust.
Xue Lan touched her forehead in distress, and finally couldn't help but tell the truth:
"Lan Xiaoxiao, a heretical cultivator."
The inner demon paused for a moment.
What a straightforward way to admit it!
Xue Lan was so candid; it made her feel a little uncomfortable.
But then I thought, what does what Lan Xiaoxiao admitted have to do with Xue Lan?
"Evil cultivator?"
Lin Buyu's tone was full of surprise. The girl looked at Xue Lan and then at her inner demon:
"Is this also an evil spell?"
"Yes, yes, I separated a part of my soul to make this."
Xue Lan raised her finger and pointed at her inner demon.
Lin Buyu doubted that she hadn't yet emerged from the spell cast by others, and the girl couldn't help but refute Xue Lan:
"This is impossible!"
Xue Lan: "If I don't tell you, you'll keep asking; if I do tell you, you won't believe me!"
The woman pointed to Ji Ping'an to the side:
"I'm giving this to you. What do you plan to do with it?"
Lin Buyu stopped obsessing over the origins of the inner demon, after all, this person was powerful and she had no chance of winning against her.
The girl stared straight at Ji Ping'an:
"The demons of the desolate land shall naturally be reduced to ashes!"
Xue Lan clapped her hands, "What a fine young man from the Yuanming Realm!"