HLnovel Chapter 415 Senior, please recover for a bit.
Chapter 415 Senior, please recover for a bit.
Xue Lan left the main training ground and found a relatively secluded place, where she took out the Su Jun Sword from her sleeve.
Today, there is no rust on the Su Jun Sword. The long sword is silvery white, with a sharp, cold gleam and a clear light.
"This is not a good sign!"
The inner demon spoke within Xue Lan's sea of consciousness:
"The fact that Su Jun Sword has become like this shows that Lü Su has fully accepted her identity as a sword spirit."
"Once you become a sword spirit, you won't be able to reshape her soul and reincarnate her."
Xue Lan gently traced the blade of the Su Jun Sword with her left hand in a sword-finger gesture. Her fingertips felt slightly cool, and her voice was clear and gentle.
"That was her own decision."
"If we failed to protect them a thousand years ago, we have no reason to interfere a thousand years later."
The inner demon couldn't help but laugh:
"I never expected Lord Wolf to say such a thing."
"I thought you'd be more comfortable if you had everything under your control."
Xue Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression like that of a cunning old fox:
"Xue Tong went into the illusion, not died."
"Should I call her over so we can talk?"
Xue Lan and Xin Mo are two people who are good at making each other uncomfortable.
Moreover, according to Xue Tong, inner demons are easier to break through than Xue Lan.
A smug smile played on Xue Lan's lips as she silently observed the inner demon within her sea of consciousness:
"Do you want to say something?"
The inner demon waved its hand: "No."
The woman's white clothes completely merged into the icy lake in Xue Lan's sea of consciousness.
Since returning from Yandu, Xue Lan's mind has been filled with a continuous snowfall, covering the ground in white and blocking out the somewhat terrifying red ice spikes.
The inner demon, looking at the shards of the wooden door that had exploded when it broke free of the seal, suddenly called out Xue Lan's name:
"Xue Lan!"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
The inner demon's voice was unusually solemn as she slowly spoke:
"Now that you've regained most of your memories, you must know my origins, right?"
Xue Lan nodded: "It was formed from a wisp of demonic energy that the Demon God injected into my body during the great battle back then."
The inner demon is thinking, "If you know this, then things will be much easier."
The woman gazed at the frozen lake before her and slowly walked out of the pavilion, letting the snowflakes fall upon her.
"Xue Lan, you know I don't like you."
Xue Lan nodded, her tone somewhat like she was coaxing a child:
"I know."
"But I hate demons even more. If one day, that part of the demon's power within me awakens."
The inner demon's icy blue eyes were filled with determination:
"You have a way of killing me, don't you?"
After the inner demon finished speaking, all he could hear was the sound of wind and snow in his sea of consciousness.
Xue Lan remained silent for a long time.
It went on for so long that she started to get a little impatient, finding the wind and snow around her rather noisy.
"Are you reluctant to part with me?"
"you are right!"
Xue Lan's voice suddenly rang out, startling the inner demon:
"What did you say?"
Xue Lan let go, and the Su Jun Sword floated to her side.
The woman clapped her hands:
"I need to repair the Yuanming Realm, but someone has to go and slay the demon god, right?"
The inner demon was speechless for a moment, and only spoke after a long while:
"You're the Zhou Bapi that Xue Tong was talking about...?"
Xue Lan waved her hand: "It's pretty much the same."
The inner demon shook the snow off his head:
"I believe that the reason I can't see through you in this life is all because of Xue Tong."
"What did she teach you? Is that how a junior should behave?"
Xue Lan's mouth dropped open: "You think I treat Xue Tong as a junior?"
The inner demon retorted, "Isn't that so?"
Xue Lan waited for Nie Jing to emerge from the Su Jun Sword, as the karmic threads she had previously tied between him and Lü Su were about to expire.
Xue Lan knelt down beside the Su Jun Sword and revealed a cruel truth to her inner demon:
"Is it possible that the young girl has always... regarded the two of us as pets that keep causing trouble?"
Now the inner demons were completely silenced.
Xue Lan squatted there for less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn when the Su Jun Sword emitted a slight hum, and a brown figure was forcibly pulled out of the Su Jun Sword.
Xue Lan slowly stood up from the ground, turned her head to look at the person beside her, and with her divine sense she saw the handsome and unrestrained face of the young man Nie Jing.
Xue Lan: I still can't accept it.
The woman spoke to Nie Jing, who still seemed somewhat dazed:
"Senior, shouldn't you act more composed in front of me?"
Nie Jing wanted to hit Xue Lan, but in the end he held back.
The boy's voice was clear and bright: "Don't worry, Master, even if I become like this, it won't affect my strength."
Xue Lan raised her hand to interrupt him: "I know."
"I just can't accept that my steady senior has become like this."
Nie Jing glanced at Xue Lan, then burst into a tirade of insults...
Xue Lan shut down her hearing, rendering her completely deaf to Nie Jing's curses. She still had time to speak with her inner demons:
"How should I put it, it seems like the head of the Wan Gong Fang has a rather low status."
The inner demon remained silent, listening to Nie Jing curse.
To become Xue Lan's inner demon, one must forget that one is also Xue Lan.
That's how you'll be happy!
"I have overstepped my bounds. The keeper has summoned me. Is there something urgent?"
Nie Jing, who had been continuously emitting energy for the duration of an incense stick, finally stopped, transformed into the appearance of an old man, and bowed to Xue Lan.
The inner demon tapped Xue Lan: "Alright, he's changed back and finished cursing."
Xue Lan then broke the seal and glanced at Nie Jing.
Xue Lan: That feels good.
The woman smiled obsequiously and spoke to Nie Jing: "Master Nie, Senior Nie."
"It's not that I insist on pulling you out, but Xue Lan's strength is limited in the causal relationships she can influence, and she can only maintain this for a short period of time."
Nie Jing's expression softened, and the old man seemed to realize his earlier rudeness, bowing slightly to Xue Lan once more.
"Has the workshop master and his colleagues in the Wan Gong Workshop reached a conclusion regarding the matters concerning the casting industry?"
"Of course there will be a result."
A wisp of clear white light appeared at Xue Lan's fingertip and slowly flew into the old man's hand.
"This is the process I discussed with my seniors, and I've reserved it all for Senior Nie."
Nie Jing caught the point of light and looked at the image left inside, his expression constantly changing.
The inner demon was puzzled: "Why does he have that expression? The previous ones were also shocked, but not to this extent, were they?"
Xue Lan said mysteriously, "I don't know."
After looking at the commemorative photo, Nie Jing stared at Xue Lan with disbelief in his eyes.
"You are... the chieftain of the wolf clan?"
The nameless great being who created Jinyue Lake.
Xue Lan straightened up: "That's right, it's me."
The woman's tone was teasing: "Senior Nie, it's not that I insist on dragging you out of Su Jun's domain, it's just that I also want to see her."
As she spoke, Xue Lan's body grew increasingly faint, and one could see what lay behind it through her.
"Wait, sir!"
Nie Jing called out to Xue Lan, his face full of smiles.
"what happened?"
"My lord, what happened just now..."
Xue Lan pretended not to know: "What is it?"
Nie Jing: ...