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

Chapter 386 Oh, that Spirit Bridge Sword Immortal!

While the Northern Region was waiting for the heavy snow to fall, the various demon clan holy lands and human clans in the Upper Realm of Yuanming were also making their moves.

The winds of the Northern Rivers still whistled, but the lotus pond in the Lin family's garden remained a vibrant display of lotus blossoms.

An old man in a blue robe stood in the pavilion beside the lotus pond, staring at the ferocious face that emerged from the water.

"Lin Qi, you must obtain a Pure Ice Lotus."

The demonic voice was hoarse, causing Lin Qi to frown slightly.

The old man asked, "The master hasn't woken up yet. I'm somewhat reluctant to get involved in this mess."

Mo Lian, above the water's surface, twisted twice, continuing to press on with his hoarse, demonic voice:

"These were the orders given by the master before he fell into his slumber!"

Lin Qi sneered: "In this entire Yuanming Upper Realm, is my Lin family the only one willing to take action for you, sir?"

The demonic mask seemed to understand Lin Qi's meaning, its voice filled with unparalleled arrogance:

"It's just the death of a junior."

"Lin Qi, are you really going to go against the adults' wishes for the sake of a junior?"

Lin Qi lowered his eyes to look at the demonic mask and spoke softly:

"Seventh Prince, I am not a fool. If you insist on having so many Pure Ice Lotuses, you should show some sincerity."

A soft laugh came from within the demon's mask.

The person behind the demon mask.

In the Lingqiao Pavilion, a thousand miles away, the young man covered his eyes, his laughter somewhat hoarse.

"Lin Qi, are you trying to negotiate with me?"

Ji Ping'an's beautiful eyes were smiling, and his golden clothes were luxurious.

"If that ruler knew that it was you who secretly intervened a thousand years ago, forcing him to his death in Jin Yue Lake..."

"shut up!"

Before Ji Ping'an could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an old voice.

"Look at you, why are you in such a hurry?"

Ji Pingan lowered his eyes, and the smile on his face vanished completely.

“I know you have a way. You were able to fool that wolf-like lord a thousand years ago, and you can do it now.”

"I want to see the Pure Ice Lotus within two years. You must send it to the lower realm!"

"Lin Qi, take care of yourself."

The demonic mask in the lotus pond disappeared, and Lin Qi gritted his teeth.

A moment later, the old man gently waved his sleeve, cutting down all the lotus flowers in the pond.

The once magnificent scene is now reduced to withered lotus leaves. The old man flicked his sleeve and disappeared from the spot.

Inside the Lingqiao Pavilion, Ji Ping'an's room was dark. The young man opened the window and released a black paper bird into the darkness.

"The Lower Realm Craft Workshop is opening; brother, this is for your own good."

The black paper bird disappeared into the night. He forcefully closed the window and collapsed onto the bed. He recalled Jing Ruyu's face:

"My dear junior sister, I've changed my mind now."

"To slaughter the entire family on the wedding day is truly hilarious."

……

While the upper realm was rife with unpredictable turmoil, the lower realm had finally found some peace. Since Ji Jinjin and the others had investigated the whereabouts of the demonic soul at Duanshui Pass, the demonic tide had subsided for a year, giving the disciples of Duanshui Pass a chance to catch their breath.

And within the Chonggu Village...

"What brings Fellow Daoist Lei here?"

Xue Lan held half a radish in her hand, her eyes filled with a clear sense of confusion.

"Naturally, it's for participating in the Wan Gong Fang trial." Lei Chuxi bowed slightly to Xue Lan, his dark blue round-necked robe giving him an elegant appearance.

When Xue Lan returned the gift, she heard Xue Tong's sarcastic remark; the girl's voice was devoid of emotion:

"Load the cargo!"

Xue Lan inwardly praised Xue Tong's mouth.

That's spot on!

Xue Lan looked at Lei Chuxi loading the cargo, her voice filled with doubt:

"What I mean is, why did you arrive so early?"

"Isn't there still three months left?"

Lei Chuxi looked at Xue Lan and shamelessly spoke:

"This is just in case. The commotion that Fellow Daoist Xue caused in the Wan Gong Fang secret realm back then was enough to disrupt the secret realm's operation," Lei Chuxi said with a smile.

Xue Lan, holding the radish in her hand, gave Lei Chuxi a stiff smile.

"What does this have to do with me? The Wan Gong Fang Secret Realm has been in disrepair for many years."

"How could a place filled with divine weapons be destroyed by a few bolts of heavenly lightning from Xue?"

Lei Chuxi could no longer maintain his refined demeanor; the young man waved his fan:

"You call that a few minor bolts of heavenly lightning?"

"You've committed far too many sins!"

Xue Lan twisted off the leaves of the radish in her hand, pointed the radish at Lei Chuxi:

"If you curse again! I'm telling you, the Holy Maiden of Chonggu Village is my junior sister, and I'll have her release snakes to bite you!"

Perhaps Xue Lan was just too funny, because a faint laugh came from behind Lei Chuxi.

Xue Tong tugged at Xue Lan's sleeve: "Xue Lan, beautiful sister."

Xue Lan shook her off:

"Wait a minute, let me start swearing."

"Look!"

Xue Tong grabbed Xue Lan's face and turned her around.

Then Xue Lan was stunned.

Behind Zhu Lingzhi stood a beautiful woman dressed in a dark blue robe.

She was as cool and clear as the bright moon in the sky, as gentle as the spring breeze, and her whole being was as fresh and elegant as the bamboo forest swaying in the wind on Jiyuan Peak.

So beautiful that fish would sink and geese would fall from the sky, and the moon would hide its face in shame...

Xue Lan ran out of words.

Almost instantly, Xue Lan let Lei Chuxi go and instead spoke directly to the beauty:

"Young lady, which family's demon are you?"

Xue Lan wasn't unaware that the beautiful woman had white feathers at the ends of her eyebrows; she just wanted to ask about it.

She sensed some of the fate she had previously explored from this beautiful woman, but she couldn't remember it.

Xue Tong, frustrated and disappointed, kept shouting in Xue Lan's mind:

"This is the Spirit Bridge Sword Immortal, whom I told you about before! This is Lu Feng's confidante!"

Xue Lan suddenly realized, and then remembered something:

"Did I call Lu Feng over to help today?"

Xue Lan and the other woman turned around stiffly and saw Lu Feng standing at the door of the house behind them, staring blankly at the beautiful woman.

Xue Lan, feeling distressed and overwhelmed, patted Xue Tong on the shoulder:

"You should handle this later and make him give up on that idea as soon as possible. With his cultivation level, he's not even worthy of being her servant!"

Xue Tong nodded in agreement.

Jing Ruyu was surprised that someone asked her name right away. Without any pleasantries, the woman turned her head slightly to look at Zhu Lingzhi. Zhu Lingzhi nodded in response.

"She's always been like this; she tries to talk to everyone she meets!"

Jing Ruyu then bowed slightly to Xue Lan:

“The Moon Crane Clan of the Upper Realm, Jing Ruyu.”

Xue Lan wore a bright smile:

"So you are the Crane Maiden. My Xuanhuang Sect also has mountain-guarding cranes that live there."

With a smile on her face, Xue Lan privately asked Xue Tong:

"Is there a story about this person?"

Xue Tong: "Yes, yes, her family in the upper realm was slaughtered by her fiancé, and she accidentally fell to the lower realm and met Lu Feng."

"Didn't she seek revenge?" Xue Lan asked.

Xue Tong: "The author didn't write about that part; he was too busy describing how gentle and considerate the Spirit Bridge Sword Immortal was."

"I reckon the male lead will get revenge for her later!"

A rebellious streak seemed to be sprouting from Xue Lan's tone:

"Can't she take revenge herself?"