HLnovel Chapter 412 I've already cursed you, so you're not allowed to curse me anymore!
Chapter 412 I've already cursed you, so you're not allowed to curse me anymore!
The main training ground was dimly lit and completely silent.
All the souls and the spirit of the artifact within the Wan Gong Workshop stared intently at Xue Lan, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Not only them, but any cultivator from the Yuanming Realm standing here would have felt the same way after hearing Xue Lan's words.
Anyone can say something like using one's own demon soul as fuel...
However, someone in a higher position like Xue Lan cannot say this.
In the Yuanming Realm, Lord Changjun of the Wolf Clan is already at the pinnacle of the demon race, capable of shattering the heavens with a mere wave of his hand.
Even if the Yuanming Realm were to perish, someone who can intervene in the river of time might still be able to secure a glimmer of hope for herself!
Such people simply couldn't believe that Xue Lan would make a decision that would cause her soul to be scattered!
Xue Lan watched as the expressions on the faces of the people in front of her changed constantly, like various colors of paint being poured into water, a truly fascinating sight.
The woman smiled and shook her head.
We need to give them some time to adjust.
When Xue Lan counted down to the nineteenth lampstand behind the semi-transparent, lean old man in front of him, the seniors who had been frightened by Xue Lan's words slowly began to move.
Xue Lan turned her head slightly, and the strands of hair falling across her forehead obscured her eyes. The dark hair and grayish-white eyes added a touch of coldness and eeriness to her expression.
Looking at Xue Lan, Wang Jingchun felt a chill run down his spine.
"Master!"
A cold, stiff voice came from behind him. Wang Jingchun turned around slightly and saw a lean old man walking out from behind him.
"Master Qin."
Wang Jingchun bowed to the old man, then moved aside to make way for him.
The lean old man, who had been hiding in the shadows with an indistinct face, now stood before Xue Lan, his long, narrow face revealing bright, piercing eyes.
It looks like a battle-hardened eagle.
The old man bowed to Xue Lan:
"Master, I have a question."
Xue Lan waved her hand: "Ask!"
"I would like to ask, given your status as the head of the workshop, you could have simply stood by and watched from the sidelines. Why do you do something so selfless, only to damage your own cultivation?"
After Master Qin finished speaking, the atmosphere that had just eased fell into a freezing point again.
Looking at Xue Lan's expression, the spirit of the Wan Gong Box felt somewhat uneasy.
Xue Lan's voice was calm and gentle: "Watching the fire from across the river?"
"Is Master Qin blaming me?"
The gaunt Master Qin bowed to Xue Lan:
"That's not what I meant."
Xue Lan gently waved her sleeve, and the breeze from it extinguished a few candles on her side.
The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and half of Xue Lan's face was hidden in the darkness.
Compared to the last Wan Gong Fang trial, Xue Lan's eyebrows and eyes have lost their youthful roundness and cuteness, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes have a sharp edge.
It was as if the wolf king who had slaughtered everyone a thousand years ago had been reborn in Xue Lan's body, slowly devouring the girl, giving people an extremely suffocating and chilling feeling.
The woman's voice was calm, but her tone was even more piercing than Master Qin's earlier:
"That's not what I meant?"
"Let me guess, in the eyes of you masters, we so-called powerful demons who have lived for thousands of years in the upper realm have spent half our lives running around for our own race, bloody and cruel, killing without restraint."
"You must have had an ulterior motive behind what you said earlier! Right?"
Xue Lan's words were truly cutting, effectively insulting all the powerful demons of the upper realm.
They didn't spare themselves either.
Xue Lan was known in the Upper Realm for her ruthlessness and skill in battle. Even before she became the leader of the Wolf Clan, she fought fiercely with several surrounding demon and human forces over the ownership of the Northern Region River. After becoming the leader, she was even more absolute, and no one could disobey her decisions.
If we're talking about bloodshed, cruelty, and indiscriminate killing, Xue Lan is second to none.
The woman so casually voiced the concerns of the masters, as if she had silenced everyone equally the moment they opened their mouths.
According to Xue Tong's previous statement, Xue Lan should now be looking at everyone with a slight smile, and then speak:
"I've already scolded myself, so you're not allowed to scold me!"
Master Qin's expression shifted several times, but in the end, he couldn't utter a rebuttal and could only bow to Xue Lan once more.
“I have overstepped my bounds; please punish me, Master.”
Punishment?
If Xue Tong were here, she would see a question mark appear above the head of the omnipotent Wolf Lord.
Why should I punish you? I'm not some emperor who changes his court every time he becomes emperor.
Furthermore, every soul in the Wan Gong Fang is an indispensable part of the subsequent patching of the heavens.
Does she dare to punish these masters?
Not even a little bit.
The woman looked at Master Qin and felt that it was best to clear up misunderstandings as soon as possible:
"Just consider me a good person in this life, who longed for the warmth of the world and was willing to lose everything for the Yuanming Realm in the end."
Xue Lan was telling the truth, but the masters in front of her might not believe her.
Such a reason is clearly unworthy of Xue Lan's infamous reputation from his previous life.
However, in the end, the masters, along with the spirit of the Wan Gong Box, all accepted the reasons given by Xue Lan.
Xue Lan knew they didn't believe her, and the woman sighed softly in her heart.
In this life, one doesn't need to be recognized by many people on the spot.
She should focus on what she needs to do first and not worry about empty fame.
The previous topic had come to an end at this point. Xue Lan looked at the spirit leaning on the cane and spoke:
"However, what you seniors think is not without reason. Our demon race does indeed need to be more selfish."
"Xue Lan's third matter is related to my personal motives."
Upon hearing these words, the spirit of the Wan Gong Box quickly recalled the four characters "图穷匕见" (the dagger is revealed when the map is unrolled).
Xue Lan could tell from his expression that the old man was lost in thought, so she quickly interrupted his unfounded speculation:
Xue Lan has some thoughts about the three people still participating in the trials at the Wan Gong Fang.
The spirit squinted at her: "What are your thoughts, Master?"
Xue Lan rubbed the fabric on her sleeve and spoke softly:
"Those two demons from the Upper Realm, I don't want them to get too much from the Myriad Crafts Workshop. As for Junior Brother Lin from the War Puppet Mansion..."
Before Xue Lan could finish speaking, the spirit waved its hand at the woman:
"I am unable to interfere with his trial."
Xue Lan was somewhat amazed by the old man's decisiveness and asked with some curiosity:
"Why?"
The old man rolled his eyes at Xue Lan: "Does the workshop master know why, even though you've been in Five Porcelain Town for more than half a year, the soul of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop has never found you?"
"why?"
"Because the Great Yu Dynasty, where the Five Porcelain Town is located, was not originally within the illusionary realm of the Myriad Crafts Box. Rather, it was a realm formed by a treasure within the Myriad Crafts Box, and Lin Su was also within the Great Yu Dynasty!"
The old man stroked his beard: "That treasure is called the Heavenly Forging Hammer, inheriting the Heavenly Forging Technique from the Myriad Crafts Workshop. It is a divine artifact that has been dormant for nearly ten thousand years. It pulled the two of you into its own domain and then forged that illusion based on your memories..."
"I don't believe the shopkeeper doesn't understand what she means."
Xue Lan never imagined that there would be such a reliable way to deliver a pillow in this world.
The spirit of the artifact actually took a liking to one of him and Lin Su!
The spirit stroked his beard and suddenly saw the woman opposite him smile slightly:
"Send the little girl next to me in, she promises she won't cause any trouble."