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

Chapter 154 She is not my possession

Jin Guang actually hated Xue Lan all along, because the Wolf King had always been a complete dictator.

Once she makes a decision, she doesn't care whether others agree or not.

This group of others includes the lord of the wolf clan, some elders within the clan, and even Emberlight.

Jin Guang was forged by Xue Lan using a rib from her own demon body. It naturally possessed a similar temperament to Xue Lan. Watching this person transform from an innocent and carefree girl into a decisive and ruthless warrior, and then into a high-ranking, emotionless wolf lord, she always felt sorry for her.

However, Xue Lan still had a few friends at that time. He Zhui, the lord of the Thousand Realms, was a villain, but Xue Lan reluctantly liked him and was willing to invite him for a drink at the Ice Flower Pool. The dragon princess was named Ao Zhu, innocent and carefree, who loved to travel the world…

Jin Guang had always believed that Xue Lan truly considered them friends. She assumed that at least she herself was among these friends.

But Xue Lan showed her with her actions that no, it was not what she thought.

Xue Lan left without telling anyone...

Holding a longsword, Jin Guang stood atop the broken formation, as if shedding its hard, cold outer shell in an instant, transforming back into the little sword spirit from a thousand years ago before Xue Lan, who was observing from somewhere unknown.

The woman's voice was hoarse: "Don't hide from me, I've been looking for you... for a thousand years..."

She searched for a thousand years, and almost thought she was the omnipotent wolf lord.

She truly wanted to see her sword master again!

Xue Lan stood behind her, looking at the woman with red eyes, feeling a little sorry for her.

Suddenly, the voice of the inner demon rang in her ears: "Aren't you going out to check on her? Her immortal sword cultivation has been supporting her current fifteenth-realm demon lord cultivation for a thousand years. That's not easy, is it?"

“I know…” Xue Lan said slowly, “but I have a feeling that now is not the time!”

The inner demon suddenly became extremely agitated: "Just how far does it have to go before it's considered time? Do you expect me to do everything perfectly, only to leave people with...?"

The inner demon abruptly stopped halfway through his sentence and then fell silent.

The girl's voice regained its previous calm: "In my previous life, did I already foresee my own ending?"

Xue Lan knew that the inner demon was still listening, but she remained silent.

"I have some memory problems. Now that I'm in this state, I don't even know if I'm the master she was hoping for."

"You are my celestial soul, do you understand?"

Xue Lan's voice was filled with endless melancholy: "She said she waited for me for a thousand years, but we both know in our hearts that she has been waiting for a master who can shelter her from the wind and rain, waiting for the Wolf King who commands respect in the Yuanming Upper Realm. Not Xue Lan..."

Not Xue Lan, who was the senior disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect in the lower realm of Yuanming.

This is not the Xue Lan who cannot control her own destiny.

This is not Xue Lan, who is plagued by inner demons and has even forgotten his own path.

Her appearance at this moment would only add another failure to Jinguang's thousand-year perseverance.

Although the Yuanming Realm has always believed in the absolute obedience between the sword spirit and the sword master, Xue Lan had always agreed with this principle in her previous life.

However, after spending time with Xue Tong in the mortal realm, Xue Lan changed her mind.

Jin Guang has been very obedient, willing to wait for him for a thousand years. She has also been very outstanding, never slacking off for a thousand years in order to catch up with his cultivation as the sword master.

Others might say, "Go now and give her the praise of a sword master; that's what the sword spirit wants!"

If Jinguang were a longsword that always stayed by its master's side and was always protected by its master, Xue Lan would be happy to give it such praise, but not now.

You can't take an eagle that has been soaring for a thousand years back home and force it to become an obedient ornamental bird again.

Xue Lan didn't know what she looked like a thousand years ago, or whether she was the sword master Jin Guang could entrust his sword life to.

But she knew clearly that she wasn't like that now.

“She should be above the clouds!” Xue Lan said softly, “My Ember Sword should be above the clouds. Even if I die, and after a thousand years of wandering in the river of time I become a mere mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, it has nothing to do with her…”

"I fell from grace, I became a different person, my cultivation was exhausted, I was plagued by inner demons, and my future was uncertain! None of this has anything to do with her."

The girl clutched her chest, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth: "She will never be my possession. From the moment she gained consciousness, she has had a life of her own."

The inner demon sighed: "But you can't hold on any longer. She's about to see you!"

Xue Lan smiled brightly: "That depends on you. We are one, so it depends on whether you want to lend me your power."

The inner demon retorted, "Do I look like a fool to you?"

Xue Lan thought to herself, "Of course I know you're not stupid, after all, I'm so smart."

The girl pointed at the dazed Jin Guang: "With her cultivation level, she could definitely find you even if she skinned me alive. What? Do you want to die with me?"

The inner demon choked for a moment, and after a few breaths, he finally spoke: "Give me your body."

The girl slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had a completely different aura.

"Actually, I've been meaning to say this for a while now: you've almost forgotten your soul-capturing technique!"

A very complex hand seal appeared in the girl's hand, which looked like two interlocking rings, displaying black and white colors, and flowing continuously in the girl's hand.

"Didn't you leave a spiritual imprint on that so-called male protagonist? Let's seize his soul!"

The space in front of him suddenly twisted and shattered, and Xue Lan turned into a silver streak of light, disappearing from the spot.

The instant Xue Lan vanished, Jin Guang seemed to sense it, and the woman cleaved open the space where Xue Lan had stood with her sword. Her blood-red eyes were filled with despair.

Xue Lan was led by her inner demons to Lu Feng's location, but unexpectedly, the two did not arrive in Fuyang City, but in a secluded paradise.

On the gray-blue plank road nestled among the mountains, Lu Feng had climbed halfway when a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

It was a woman dressed in gray, who appeared with a wisp of white smoke.

Lu Feng assumed a defensive stance, then saw a familiar face emerge from inside.

Xue Lan's bodysuit now contained her true self. The girl emerged from the thick smoke and used her divine sense to explore the surrounding space.

"Where did you get this from?" Xue Lan asked the inner demon in confusion.

The inner demon's voice was cold: "Immortal cultivation secret realm, secluded paradise!"

Xue Lan smiled as she looked at Lu Feng in front of her: "Long time no see... This time you should call me... Fellow Daoist Lu!"

Good heavens, I didn't look carefully enough and almost gave you a chance!

By a twist of fate, Xue Lan was extremely satisfied!

(Dear readers, the author is taking a day off on Tuesday. I don't know if you'll see this post!)