Category: Devilish Disciple [Transmigration]

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 53

    Chapter 53: “Don’t Be Afraid, Come With Me.”

    Si Qinglan’s voice was soft, devoid of blame, just a hint of confusion, as if she couldn’t see the path ahead.

    “Li Yu, you’re leaving Mount Chao Yao, aren’t you?”

    Li Yu opened her mouth but didn’t know how to respond.

    “It’s fine. I was surprised when you arrived here.” Si Qinglan said calmly. “Mount Chao Yao’s current state…it’s thanks to you. If you want to leave, I have no right to stop you.”

    She stood by the window, looking at the snow, her back to Li Yu.

    She seemed sad.

    In Li Yu’s impression, Si Qinglan was someone who openly expressed her emotions.

    This was the first time she had seen her hide her feelings so quietly.

    But she wasn’t very good at hiding them; Li Yu could still see her sadness.

    A deep sense of guilt washed over Li Yu.

    Every choice came with a price.

    The original owner’s choice was to abandon Mu Tao, appease the other immortal sects, and protect the Upper Spirit Lamp and Mount Chao Yao.

    Her choice was the opposite.

    After she and Mu Tao left, Si Qinglan would have to face many difficult problems alone.

    But she had to do this because she knew the consequences of choosing the other path.

    The scenes she had once found satisfying in the novel were now things she desperately wanted to avoid.

    “Look on the bright side, after I leave, the Upper Spirit Lamp will also be gone, and Mount Chao Yao will be peaceful again.” Li Yu said softly. “When Lingyao Revered One wakes up, who would dare look down on Mount Chao Yao?”

    Si Qinglan: “Please, if you’re not here, will he even stay after waking up?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Damn, she forgot he was here for the original Li Yu.

    Si Qinglan turned around and smiled nonchalantly. “Fine, as you said, after you leave, the Upper Spirit Lamp will also be gone. As long as this big trouble you brought back is gone, I can handle the rest myself.”

    “Do what you think is right.” She sighed and looked at Li Yu, her eyes filled with complex emotions. “Take care of yourself after you leave.”

    Li Yu nodded slightly and raised her hands.

    A blue light flickered in her palms, then faded, revealing the icy blue lotus lamp.

    Si Qinglan looked at the familiar lamp, sighed softly after a moment of silence, and then, with a flick of her wrist, made it disappear.

    “I can delay the demon-slaying formation for another five days. After that, you’re on your own,” she said, turning and walking out of the room.

    Watching Si Qinglan leave, a mix of emotions swirled within Li Yu.

    She took a deep breath and walked to the window, her steps slightly unsteady.

    She wondered if the flowers and plants Si Qinglan tended could sense her emotions; their colors seemed less vibrant than usual.

    Perhaps it was her imagination.

    No matter how powerful she was, she was still just an ordinary person, prone to interpreting things through a mortal lens.

    Si Qinglan, having lived for so long, surely had a broader perspective.

    Even if she felt sad, it would be temporary.

    Si Qinglan had said that the demon-slaying formation would be ready in three days at most. Time was running out.

    Even if she objected now, it would only strengthen their resolve.

    Her condition was much better than before,

    But there were many powerful cultivators among those who came to Mount Chao Yao, including immortals; a direct confrontation would be futile.

    It seemed that Li Yu, the Exalted Immortal, would have to resort to…less honorable methods.

    Thinking this, she raised her right hand and conjured a spiritual butterfly.

    The butterfly fluttered its wings, trailing blue light.

    She watched as it flew away, towards the distant Lingzhou, against the wind and snow.

    The Harmony Bells on her wrist chimed softly; the little girl who couldn’t be by her side was sending her greetings.

    The soft chimes comforted her.

    With so many outsiders on Mount Chao Yao, rescuing Mu Tao was fraught with uncertainty.

    Si Qinglan could only delay them for a few more days; she had to use this time to recover as much strength as possible.

    Rescuing someone wasn’t a guaranteed success, and if something went wrong after the formation was completed, Mu Tao would be in grave danger, with no time for escape.

    After a brief deliberation, Li Yu gave herself three days.

    Three days later, regardless of her condition, she would leave Mount Chao Yao with Mu Tao.

    On the third day, Si Qinglan brought her more news about Mu Tao.

    “I’ve asked Little Qin Yuan to deliver your message to Mu Tao.” Si Qinglan said. “Don’t worry, I relayed it word for word!”

    Her tone sounded strange, a hint of annoyance perhaps.

    But Si Qinglan was often moody, so Li Yu just asked curiously, “What did Mu Tao say?”

    “She didn’t say anything, just smiled foolishly.”

    Si Qinglan sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

    Knowing Li Yu’s concern for Mu Tao, she elaborated.

    She said Qin Yuan delivered the message that morning.

    This was the first time Mu Tao had heard anything about, or from, Li Yu since being imprisoned.

    The unexpected message surprised and delighted her.

    But the content of the message wasn’t one of concern or comfort, just a simple complaint.

    “‘The food at Qianlizhu isn’t very good’?” The little girl blinked, a flicker of worry crossing her face, then replaced by a joyful smile.

    Qin Yuan, not understanding Mu Tao’s reaction, assumed the strangely humorous message had amused her.

    She didn’t find it funny herself, but to avoid Mu Tao laughing alone, she played along. “The food at Qianlizhu is indeed terrible!”

    “Is it that bad?” Mu Tao asked.

    “Not that bad, but you’re such a good cook, Master Li Yu is used to your cooking, she’s probably being picky!”

    Qin Yuan said that Mu Tao looked incredibly happy at that moment.

    She hadn’t seen her so happy since she was imprisoned.

    Si Qinglan sighed. “Your little disciple…her world revolves around you.”

    Li Yu didn’t ask anything further, just smiled faintly, lowering her gaze.

    Si Qinglan looked at the tea in her cup, her gaze unfocused as she watched the steam rise and dissipate.

    Everyone on Mount Chao Yao knew about the demon-slaying formation, but Qin Yuan, after much hesitation, hadn’t told Mu Tao.

    After returning to Qianlizhu, she seemed slightly dejected.

    “Seeing Mu Tao so happy made me feel sad… She has no idea how many people want her dead…” Qin Yuan followed Si Qinglan, her head lowered, and asked softly, “Master, why is Mu Tao a demon?”

    Si Qinglan didn’t know how to answer this.

    People often talked about cause and effect, but many things in life had no clear explanation.

    She only knew that over two hundred years ago, she met Mu Tao in the human realm…

    At that time, Mu Tao was just a little wolf demon, unable to transform, unable to even speak.

    But this little wolf demon had the purest eyes and the most demonic body.

    It had been over four thousand years since the last war between gods and demons; she didn’t know why a Demon Bone, which shouldn’t exist anymore, would appear in such a young spirit.

    She could only tell Qin Yuan, “She’s had the Demon Bone ever since I met her.”

    Qin Yuan frowned. “Does having a Demon Bone mean she will definitely harm the world?”

    Si Qinglan replied softly, “The Demon Bone resonates with demonic souls. If the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp is ever broken, the demonic soul will immediately seek out the Demon Bone, and when they merge, the Heavenly Demon will be revived.”

    Qin Yuan then asked, “Will the Heavenly Demon devour her consciousness?”

    “Yes,” Si Qinglan replied firmly.

    “What if her will is strong enough?” Qin Yuan asked again.

    “Even the heart of an ancient god can’t withstand the Heavenly Demon’s corruption.”

    “Then…” Qin Yuan bit her lip and asked softly, “What happens if the Demon Bone is destroyed? If the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp is broken, will the Heavenly Demon still be revived?”

    “Yes, but without a physical vessel, the demonic soul needs time to gather resentment and form a body.”

    “Then what’s the point of destroying the Demon Bone?”

    “To quell the fear in their hearts.”

    Qin Yuan was silent for a moment, then muttered, “That’s not fair to Mu Tao.”

    Si Qinglan sighed softly but didn’t answer.

    The Demon Bone wasn’t the only vessel for a demonic soul.

    Even without it, if the resentment in the human realm exceeded its capacity, the Heavenly Demon would eventually be revived.

    Those clamoring for the Demon Bone’s destruction knew this.

    They simply feared the Heavenly Demon’s power.

    The demonic soul couldn’t be destroyed, but the Demon Bone could.

    If destroying it could ease their fear, why wouldn’t they do it?

    As Qin Yuan had said, it wasn’t fair to Mu Tao.

    But who cared?

    Everyone had witnessed the phenomenon in Lingzhou.

    The Demon Bone could easily attract and absorb resentment.

    If Li Yu hadn’t suppressed Mu Tao’s demonic energy in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

    No one would allow such a dangerous power to exist within a newly transformed demon.

    Because no one could guarantee that she would never lose control, never succumb to her desires, never use that power to release the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    Even if she never had such intentions, as long as she possessed that power, as long as she could do it, her existence was a threat.

    It wasn’t entirely their fault for being selfish; every time the Heavenly Demon was revived, the human realm suffered immensely.

    No one could bear such consequences.

    They weren’t Li Yu, Qin Yuan, or anyone who knew and trusted Mu Tao; naturally, they couldn’t gamble the future of the human realm on the belief that this little wolf demon would never lose control.

    So, fairness didn’t matter, and neither did the little wolf demon’s innocence.

    Destroying the Demon Bone would make the Upper Spirit Lamp safer, make the human realm safer, and that was all that mattered.

    Si Qinglan put down her teacup and looked at Li Yu, her mind racing, unsure what to say.

    After a moment of thought, she conjured a jade token and placed it on the table.

    Li Yu’s gaze was drawn to the token.

    Si Qinglan: “Although the guards outside the Spirit Restraint Hall aren’t our people, you can open all the barriers inside with this.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Si Qinglan: “It will save you some effort.”

    Li Yu: “Will they…cause trouble for you because of this?”

    Si Qinglan pouted, rested her chin on her hands, and shrugged. “What does it have to do with me? Is Cangming Revered One not worthy of possessing the Spirit Restraint Hall’s token?”

    Li Yu couldn’t help but chuckle. “Technically, I didn’t have it before.”

    “You used to be cooped up at Chaoxi Pond all day, never leaving your courtyard. Even if you had it, would you have used it?” Si Qinglan looked down at the jade token. “I made three of these, yours even has your name on it. I didn’t give it to you before because I thought you didn’t need it, and you would have just found it annoying…”

    Li Yu took the token.

    As Si Qinglan had said, the green jade token was engraved with the character “Yu.”

    Si Qinglan: “Anyway, I’m not the only one who has this, so if something goes wrong, don’t blame it all on me.”

    Li Yu: “Thank you, Si Qinglan.”

    Si Qinglan froze, shifting uncomfortably.

    After a moment of silence, she stood up, sighed heavily, and said seriously, “The human realm won’t tolerate that girl. Take her to the Demon Realm, far away from the Upper Spirit Lamp. It’s safer for everyone.”

    Li Yu: “Alright…”

    Si Qinglan: “Those artifacts I gave you before can only fool those with low cultivation. They probably won’t be of much use this time, don’t embarrass yourself with them.”

    Li Yu: “Alright.”

    Si Qinglan: “By the way, head south when you leave the mountain.”

    Li Yu: “Alright.”

    Si Qinglan: “This is all I can do for you.”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Si Qinglan: “You better not let me see you again, or I really will intervene.”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Si Qinglan left without another word, just like usual.

    But this time, as if anticipating something, she removed the barrier that had been around Li Yu’s residence.

    Li Yu knew this barrier wasn’t just to keep outsiders away but also to…protect her from herself.

    Not to prevent her from doing anything, but to prevent her from acting impulsively at the wrong time.

    But now, there was no “right time” left.

    She understood, and so did Si Qinglan.

    With the barrier gone, their casual chats were also over.

    She would miss this colleague, whom she had known for less than a year.

    But then she thought that her arrival and her choices had changed Si Qinglan’s fate, saving her from certain death in the original story, and she felt a sense of satisfaction.

    After Si Qinglan left, Li Yu sat by the window, meditating and cultivating until nightfall.

    She stood up, took a deep breath, and, for the first time since waking up, left her room.

    Her feet sank slightly into the snow, a strange sense of unreality washing over her.

    She couldn’t believe that she, a law-abiding citizen of the 21st century, who rarely even jaywalked, would one day be breaking someone out of prison.

    Hopefully, everything would go smoothly!

    Li Yu concealed herself with a spell, exhaled heavily, and said, “System, lead the way!”

    【Right away!】

    A faint golden line appeared in the snowy night, guiding her towards an unfamiliar direction. She followed, her steps leaving no trace in the snow.

    The Spirit Restraint Hall wasn’t too far from Qianlizhu. With the speed-enhancing technique, she soon saw the heavily guarded prison.

    It was late, but disciples from various sects were still stationed around the perimeter.

    Their seemingly random, yet patterned positions clearly formed a defensive formation.

    Having been tricked before, formations now gave Li Yu a headache.

    But regardless of her headache, she had to enter.

    After taking three deep breaths, she steeled her resolve.

    Fortunately, these disciples couldn’t see through her concealment spell. She nervously, cautiously, and stealthily entered the Spirit Restraint Hall.

    The security inside was lax; the guards seemed to be Mount Chao Yao disciples.

    Li Yu followed the system’s guidance and found Mu Tao’s cell.

    Approaching the cell door, she finally saw Mu Tao.

    Moonlight, filtering through the high iron bars, fell on the girl’s thin shoulders.

    She sat curled up on a bed of straw, her eyes closed.

    Three soul-restraining barriers glowed faintly around the cell, silently imprisoning her.

    Her clothes were dirty, and her small frame seemed even thinner than before.

    Li Yu silently gripped the cold bars.

    As if sensing her presence, Mu Tao suddenly opened her eyes.

    She sat up and looked towards the cell door, confused.

    A flicker of disappointment crossed her eyes, and she hugged her knees, curling up again.

    Just as Si Qinglan had said, she was quiet and well-behaved, as always.

    Suddenly, the Harmony Bells on her wrist chimed softly.

    Mu Tao’s eyes widened.

    The sound of the other bells was so close!

    “Master?” She scrambled to her feet and rushed to the cell door.

    Before her hands could touch the bars, a flash of light, and the barriers around her silently dissipated.

    The cell door crumbled into specks of light.

    An invisible hand gently grasped her wrist.

    The disciples guarding the Hall, alerted by the commotion, rushed towards them.

    “Who’s there?! How dare you trespass in the Spirit Restraint Hall!”

    Someone shouted, conjuring an unfamiliar artifact.

    “Let’s go!”

    A familiar voice echoed beside her, and a blinding light enveloped them.

    The concealment spell around her dissipated.

    She finally saw the person she had been longing for, but tears blurred her vision.

    As the spell faded, the guards froze.

    They stared at Li Yu, at Mu Tao beside her, unsure whether to bow or attack.

    Li Yu took a step forward, and the disciples instinctively took three steps back.

    This small victory gave her confidence.

    Her expression hardened, and she said coldly, “Move.”

    That single word, spoken so coldly, terrified the juniors, who quickly stepped aside, flattening themselves against the wall.

    Li Yu, also surprised by their reaction, didn’t waste any time, pulling Mu Tao towards the exit.

    The commotion had alerted the guards outside.

    The moment they stepped out of the Hall, a formation activated, trapping them in a golden light.

    Li Yu felt her already depleted spiritual energy being suppressed.

    System, time to work!

    She thought this, raising her hand without hesitation.

    A soft blue light emanated from her palm, seemingly weak, yet it distorted the world around them.

    The distortion vanished, and the golden light shattered into countless particles, scattering in the wind and snow.

    The disciples who created the formation looked on in terror, hesitant to approach.

    In that moment of hesitation, Li Yu, guided by the system, ran towards the south with Mu Tao.

    Signal flares, like fireworks, bloomed in the night sky, momentarily obscuring the stars and the moon.

    Countless lights chased after them, but they were blocked by flashes of blue light.

    Li Yu could feel her remaining strength rapidly dwindling—this couldn’t continue; she couldn’t maintain this for long.

    Suddenly, a flock of birds appeared, circling and forming a formation in the sky!

    Black mist arose from the center of the formation, blocking the pursuing lights.

    There were no words exchanged.

    Li Yu knew that the Linchi bird demons couldn’t hold them off for long.

    She instinctively tried to summon the crane but found that the spiritual energy dissipated before it could take form.

    System! What’s happening?!

    【It’s an invisible no-fly zone!】

    A no-fly zone?

    Since when?!

    【The various immortal sects, to prevent the Demon Bone’s escape, created a temporary barrier in the past half month. Within this barrier, no one can fly using spiritual power, and it covers the entire Mount Chao Yao!】

    …Seriously?!

    This wasn’t in the original story!

    【Because in the original story, Li Yu agreed to destroy the Demon Bone.】

    So they were guarding against her!

    No wonder Si Qinglan told her to head south; she must have prepared something there!

    As Li Yu was thinking this, the formation created by the hundreds of Linchi birds began to crumble.

    Mu Tao clutched her wrist tightly, her eyes filled with anxiety.

    A faint demonic aura flickered around her.

    Li Yu, seemingly unfazed, gently patted her head. “Don’t be afraid, come with me.”

    The demonic aura vanished instantly.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 52

    Chapter 52: She Did Have Some Regrets

    So Mu Tao was being guarded by outsiders now…

    In the original story, although many people from other immortal sects came to Mount Chao Yao after the theft of the Upper Spirit Lamp and the awakening of the Demon Bone, the protagonist was captured and imprisoned by her own master.

    But now, outsiders were guarding Mu Tao. It seemed the changes to the timeline had made things much more difficult for Mount Chao Yao.

    “Is…is she alright?” Li Yu asked. “Are they mistreating her?”

    “More and more people are arriving at Mount Chao Yao, almost all of them here to discuss what to do with Mu Tao.” Si Qinglan said. “She is, after all, your only disciple. Since you’re unconscious and haven’t expressed your opinion, they haven’t decided on a course of action, and they don’t dare act rashly.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Si Qinglan: “They haven’t mistreated her yet, but…Mount Chao Yao’s current situation…we might not be able to protect her.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Si Qinglan: “They’re all saying…”

    Li Yu: “Saying what?”

    Si Qinglan pouted and lowered her voice. “They’re saying that you, as the guardian of the Upper Spirit Lamp, kept a Demon Bone by your side, perhaps with ulterior motives…that you should hand over the Lamp, and the Demon Bone should be destroyed…”

    Li Yu frowned.

    She remembered that in the original story, the other immortal sects didn’t demand the Upper Spirit Lamp, only that Mount Chao Yao destroy the Demon Bone.

    Her own weakened state must have emboldened them.

    “Anyone who wants the Upper Spirit Lamp can have it,” Li Yu said in a low voice, exhaling slowly, her tone firm. “As for Mu Tao, I will never hand her over.”

    Si Qinglan sighed and looked out the window. “In the past, they wouldn’t dare speak to us like this.”

    Mentioning this, Si Qinglan started another tirade.

    She said that Mount Chao Yao, although located in the East Sea of the human realm, was under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Realm.

    After the battle four thousand years ago, the ancient gods fell, and the Heavenly Realm was severely weakened. To recover, they only left one Heavenly Gate open for the human realm.

    The Heavenly Gate couldn’t be opened without divine or demonic power. After that battle, Li Yu was the only god willing to remain in the human realm, so the Heavenly Gate was left on Mount Chao Yao.

    This gate, hidden amidst the mountains and the sea, was the only path for terrestrial immortals to ascend to the Heavenly Realm.

    As the only connection to the Heavenly Realm, and with the Three Revered Ones guarding it, Mount Chao Yao had always been the leader among human immortal sects, a place revered by countless cultivators.

    In the past, when the mountain gate was closed, even finding Mount Chao Yao was difficult for other sects.

    And when they occasionally opened the mountain gates, those who came were always respectful, their intentions to curry favor obvious.

    But ever since the mountain gate was broken and the Upper Spirit Lamp stolen, many outsiders had arrived.

    These uninvited guests, all claiming to want to help, acted as if they owned the place, completely disrespectful.

    “Bad news travels fast! You left, and they arrived right after!” Si Qinglan’s voice was filled with anger. “Mount Chao Yao lost the Upper Spirit Lamp, you weren’t here, Weisheng was in hibernation, and those opportunistic bastards, seeing my weakened state, acted as if I was nothing!”

    “…”

    “I waited so long for your news, and it wasn’t even good news.” Si Qinglan’s sigh was heavier than usual. “I thought that with you back, they would behave, but you returned unconscious, and you’ve been like this for seven days!”

    “Seven days?” Li Yu was surprised. “I was…unconscious for seven days…?”

    “Yes, seven days!” Si Qinglan said exasperatedly. “If you hadn’t woken up, I would have thought you were going into a long slumber like Weisheng! Do you know how many people have been demanding to see you? I blocked them all! If they saw you like this, they wouldn’t even show us the slightest respect!”

    “…”

    “I’ve heard so many sarcastic remarks these past few days!”

    “…”

    “A dragon stranded in shallow water is bullied by shrimps, a tiger fallen into a plain is mocked by dogs…” Si Qinglan fumed. “The current Mount Chao Yao is like a leaky house in a downpour, a broken ship in a storm, a plucked phoenix is no better than a chicken!”

    Si Qinglan’s voice was filled with indignation, venting the frustration she had bottled up.

    Li Yu pretended to listen attentively but had already zoned out.

    Hearing that she had been unconscious for seven days, she immediately checked the system stats.

    And the numbers made her feel unwell.

    【Character Compatibility: 60%】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 65%】

    The protagonist’s blackening value increasing was one thing, but her own compatibility dropping so drastically was terrifying!

    In the past, this would have been an instant game over!

    System, explain! Who deducted these points?!

    【Not a specific person, Host. It’s the general sentiment within Mount Chao Yao, both inside and outside, towards you.】

    What?

    【With the Demon Bone awakened, and her being your only disciple, you have been unconscious since returning, without addressing the situation publicly like the original owner would have. This has caused suspicion and discontent.】

    Address the situation? How?

    Was she supposed to abandon Mu Tao like the original owner, just to regain her prestige?

    Absolutely not!

    She knew the consequences of hurting Mu Tao at this point.

    She had to stay calm.

    It was only 60%; there was still room to fall. No need to panic.

    She had been on the verge of death countless times; her mental fortitude was stronger than before. She wasn’t afraid.

    Thinking this, Li Yu calmed down slightly.

    Si Qinglan was still complaining; if no one interrupted her, she would probably continue until sunset.

    Li Yu sighed and grabbed her wrist.

    Si Qinglan froze and looked down. “What? Why are you suddenly grabbing me?”

    Li Yu: “I want to see Mu Tao.”

    Si Qinglan sighed, her eyes filled with both worry and exasperation. “Can’t you rest for a couple more days?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Si Qinglan: “In your current state, can you even walk?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Si Qinglan: “If those people outside see how weak you are, Little Taotao’s situation will only worsen.”

    Li Yu: “She’ll be scared without me…”

    “Little Qin Yuan has been visiting and chatting with her, and Little Mo Yichu also went to check on her.” Si Qinglan said softly. “Don’t worry, she’s been very quiet and well-behaved, not scared at all.”

    “Not scared at all…?”

    “Yes.” Si Qinglan nodded. “She said you would protect her.”

    “…”

    “So you should focus on recovering and regaining your strength!” Si Qinglan patted Li Yu’s hand. “Only then can we protect her.”

    Li Yu’s eyes unfocused for a moment, then she asked, “How can I recover quickly?”

    “I’ve used every spiritual medicine available at Qianlizhu. I’m also low on spiritual energy now and can’t create anything better.” Si Qinglan said seriously, “Since you’re awake, once you regain some strength, you can circulate your spiritual energy and accelerate the healing process.”

    Li Yu asked, “How do I circulate my spiritual energy?”

    Si Qinglan froze, her mouth opening and closing, clearly not understanding the question.

    Seeing her confused look, Li Yu repeated the question, “How do I circulate my spiritual energy?”

    Si Qinglan placed her hand on Li Yu’s forehead.

    Si Qinglan: “Have you lost your mind?”

    Li Yu: “I’ve lost my mind.”

    Si Qinglan: “You…”

    Li Yu: “Teach me.”

    Their eyes met in the silent room.

    Li Yu saw a complex, unreadable expression in Si Qinglan’s eyes, an expression she had never seen before.

    She knew this question would arouse suspicion, but she had no one else to ask.

    Mount Chao Yao was facing immense pressure; she didn’t have time to figure this out on her own. She had to recover quickly to face the inevitable.

    Si Qinglan was her only hope.

    “I need to recover quickly, help me.”

    “…”

    “Si Qinglan?”

    “…”

    After a long silence, Si Qinglan sighed deeply.

    She looked down at the pale Li Yu and chuckled softly. “How strange, Li Yu, you’re actually asking me for help.”

    “I…”

    “Since you’ve lost your mind, I suppose I can help you.” Si Qinglan asked casually, “So eager, can you even sit up?”

    Li Yu chuckled softly. “I just did, and you pushed me back down.”

    Si Qinglan: “Then sit up, and I’ll teach you—how—to—circulate—your—spiritual—energy!”

    Her sarcastic tone was both amusing and exasperating.

    Fortunately, Si Qinglan didn’t ask any further questions, just patiently guided her in circulating her spiritual energy after she sat up.

    Initially, Li Yu struggled, so Si Qinglan used her own spiritual energy to guide her, allowing her to clearly feel its flow through her meridians.

    During this process, Si Qinglan sensed the damage to Li Yu’s meridians and frowned, muttering about her neglecting her injuries and letting her condition worsen.

    Li Yu didn’t dare speak, silently accepting the scolding.

    She hadn’t understood these things before, just lying in bed whenever she was injured.

    Now that she thought about it, the last time she circulated her spiritual energy was probably the day she arrived in this world.

    Regardless, she finally understood how to do it now.

    After teaching her, Si Qinglan said she had to deal with the outsiders and reluctantly left.

    Seemingly worried, before leaving, she added, “I know you’re worried about Mu Tao, but the bigger picture is more important. Don’t leave this place until you’ve fully recovered.”

    “Mm,” Li Yu nodded.

    Even that small movement made her head feel heavy.

    After Si Qinglan left, she continued circulating her spiritual energy, despite her fatigue.

    When she opened her eyes again, dusk had fallen.

    She felt slightly better, just slightly.

    Snow was still falling outside, but the barrier prevented it from entering the room.

    Li Yu suddenly thought of her residence at Chaoxi Pond.

    Had it been snowing this heavily all these days?

    The little snowman in the courtyard, without spiritual energy protection, must be buried under the snow.

    Thankfully, the ice flower by the window wouldn’t melt. Otherwise, everything would have changed during her absence.

    Thinking this, Li Yu looked down at the Harmony Bells on her wrist.

    After a brief hesitation, she infused them with a sliver of spiritual energy.

    Almost instantly, the other bells chimed softly in response.

    Two soft chimes, then silence, like her little disciple’s gentle greeting.

    In the novel, the Spirit Restraint Hall was Mount Chao Yao’s prison, used to confine disciples and spirits who committed serious offenses, as well as captured demons and monsters.

    Every cell had a barrier that suppressed spiritual energy, and for those with high cultivation, more powerful restraints were used.

    Li Yu remembered the place as cold, damp, and filled with eerie sounds.

    The little protagonist in the original story was terrified of that place, constantly crying after being imprisoned there by her master.

    Si Qinglan saying that Mu Tao had been quiet and well-behaved, not making a fuss, sounded like a comforting lie.

    But it was good that Qin Yuan and Mo Yichu had visited her.

    At least they knew about her Demon Bone and hadn’t abandoned her. Their visits showed their support, which should offer Mu Tao some comfort.

    Compared to the original story, there were more people on Mu Tao’s side now.

    Perhaps the situation wasn’t as dire as she had imagined.

    Si Qinglan could still control the outsiders for now, but it wouldn’t last.

    If this crucial plot point was unavoidable, no matter what she did, Mu Tao would eventually be bound to the execution platform.

    And in that situation, Si Qinglan would prioritize Mount Chao Yao and wouldn’t interfere.

    In the original story, there was still the male protagonist who would risk everything to save her, but Mu Tao and Mo Yichu weren’t close enough now. Even if he felt sympathy, he wouldn’t dare defy the immortal sects.

    She had to recover quickly to protect Mu Tao.

    Li Yu sighed and infused the Harmony Bells with another sliver of spiritual energy, a silent response, a silent promise.

    She closed her eyes and circulated her spiritual energy, then, exhausted, lay down and fell asleep.

    Since waking up, Li Yu often heard the Harmony Bells chiming softly.

    Every morning, afternoon, and evening, two soft chimes, like her little disciple’s daily greetings.

    The sound comforted her.

    Without Mu Tao by her side, even the most delicious meals felt bland.

    Fortunately, Qin Yuan occasionally brought news about Mu Tao from the Spirit Restraint Hall, and Si Qinglan relayed these messages to her.

    Qin Yuan said that Mu Tao had been a bit gloomy initially, but after learning that Li Yu had woken up, she seemed much happier.

    The food in the Spirit Restraint Hall was terrible, so Qin Yuan always snuck in some treats for Mu Tao.

    Because of this, the two girls were scolded more than once by the disciples guarding the Hall.

    But both Qin Yuan and Mu Tao always accepted the scoldings with good grace.

    The disciples, seeing their pitiful expressions, couldn’t bring themselves to say much, just muttering, “Don’t do it again.”

    But them not repeating the offense was unlikely.

    Qin Yuan, although always accepting reprimands with humility, never learned her lesson.

    After a few incidents, she even discovered something new.

    When Mo Yichu brought food, the disciples didn’t dare say anything.

    So, whenever she wanted to bring Mu Tao treats, she would ask Mo Yichu to accompany her.

    And then she would complain about the disciples’ double standards.

    Qin Yuan: “What’s wrong with them? Do they think my cultivation is too low, or that Master Li Yu doesn’t have enough face?!”

    Si Qinglan, hearing this, closed her eyes and said calmly, “It’s because your cultivation is too low.”

    Admitting her own lack of “face” was impossible.

    Seeing the amusement in Li Yu’s eyes, she quickly added, “If I went, those juniors wouldn’t dare say a word!”

    “Mm-hmm.”

    “Little Qin Yuan is still young, her temperament and cultivation far inferior to Little Mo Yichu’s. It’s normal for the disciples not to give her special treatment!” Si Qinglan frowned. “What do you mean, ‘my face isn’t enough’? I’m the one managing everything on Mount Chao Yao; how could my face be any less valuable? Little Taotao is also ostracized, why don’t they say your face isn’t enough?!”

    It was clear that Si Qinglan was frustrated with the outsiders.

    Mentioning “face” was like poking a sore spot, triggering her indiscriminate rage.

    Realizing she had digressed, Si Qinglan returned to the topic.

    “By the way, Little Qin Yuan said that Little Taotao is worried about your health… That girl can’t keep secrets, so I didn’t tell her about your condition, and she couldn’t tell Mu Tao anything specific.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Si Qinglan: “If you have any message for Little Taotao, tell me, and I’ll ask Qin Yuan to deliver it.”

    Li Yu thought for a moment, then, feeling that there wasn’t anything important to say, just smiled and said, “Just tell her…that the food at Qianlizhu isn’t very good.”

    Si Qinglan took a deep breath, her hand raising and lowering several times as if wanting to point at her, then she restrained herself.

    “Li Yu, you’re unbelievable.”

    “Just being honest.”

    “You’ve been living here, enjoying free food and medicine, not to mention all the rare herbs and elixirs.” Si Qinglan placed her hands on her hips. “I haven’t even complained, and you’re criticizing the food here!”

    “Alright, alright, don’t be angry,” Li Yu chuckled. “Come to Chaoxi Pond sometime, and I’ll have Mu Tao cook you a good meal.”

    Si Qinglan gritted her teeth, falling silent.

    After a moment, she muttered, “Little Taotao’s cooking is indeed good, you’re lucky to have her… Why don’t I have such a talented disciple?”

    Li Yu smiled, lowering her gaze.

    Si Qinglan sighed regretfully. “If it weren’t for you taking her to Chaoxi Pond, I would have kept her at Qianlizhu.”

    This Si Qinglan, always wanting to steal other people’s disciples, yet always failing.

    But then again, if she had succeeded, the story would have been completely different.

    Si Qinglan: “What are you smiling about?”

    Li Yu: “Nothing.”

    Si Qinglan: “I saw you!”

    Li Yu: “…Did you?”

    Si Qinglan: “Of course! I wasn’t mistaken! Are you making fun of me?!”

    Li Yu: “No!”

    Si Qinglan stared at Li Yu suspiciously for a long time, then asked softly, “How are your injuries?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Although she didn’t want to admit it, they weren’t healing well.

    Si Qinglan: “I can’t hold them off much longer…”

    Li Yu: “What do you mean?”

    Si Qinglan: “They’re saying that this can’t go on forever. It’s been half a month. If you don’t address the situation, it will be seen as harboring a demon.”

    Li Yu: “Not surprising.”

    She remembered that the original owner had hesitated about handing Mu Tao over.

    But this hesitation couldn’t withstand the pressure from the other immortal sects, and after a period of delay, she had ultimately given in.

    Si Qinglan: “They’ve decided to set up a demon-slaying formation on the Cloud Platform.”

    Li Yu: “Is that so…”

    “I’ve told them countless times that Mu Tao is kind and innocent, just a child who doesn’t understand anything, that she has never done anything wrong, and as long as we reseal her Demon Bone, there won’t be any problems… But her Demon Bone is connected to the Heavenly Demon; no one dares take that risk.”

    Si Qinglan frowned and asked, “Li Yu, what are you going to do?”

    Li Yu: “If they all want her dead, will you save her?”

    Si Qinglan: “…”

    Li Yu: “I will.”

    Si Qinglan: “…”

    Li Yu thought for a moment, then said firmly, “If it comes to that, please…don’t stop me.”

    Si Qinglan: “If that day comes, at least let me…pretend to try and stop you…”

    Li Yu chuckled.

    Si Qinglan lowered her gaze and muttered, “Sometimes I wonder if…bringing her here was a mistake…”

    Li Yu: “Actually, I’m curious, how could someone like you bring her here?”

    Si Qinglan suddenly stood up and walked to the window, looking at the falling snow.

    After a long silence, she sighed softly. “I’d like to know the answer to that question myself…”

    She said there were many things she didn’t understand, and this was just one of them.

    Whenever she encountered something she couldn’t understand, she would simply put it aside, hoping the answer would come eventually.

    She had never regretted anything before.

    But this matter…its impact on Mount Chao Yao was too great.

    She did have some regrets.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 51

    Chapter 51: “Well, I’m Not Dead, Am I?”

    【Congratulations to the host for completing the important “Demon Bone Awakens” plot point and successfully advancing the main storyline!】

    【The system will now issue rewards—】

    This garbage system, playing dead for so long, only acting at the last minute, clearly just to push the main storyline…

    It hurt so much, her entire body ached. Another backlash from that unreliable system assistance.

    She almost died, and all the system could offer was a “congratulations” and some paltry rewards.

    All  tricks, all a scam, they didn’t care about her life at all!

    【Partial unlocking of advanced spells.】

    Ha, as expected…

    Seriously, offering this as a reward, did it want her to work for it forever?

    Just because it unlocked them, didn’t mean she could use them safely!

    【The protagonist’s Heavenly Demon power has been unlocked!】

    Even funnier, offering the protagonist’s power as her reward? She wasn’t that stupid…

    Wait…what did it just unlock?!

    Heavenly…Demon power?!

    【The host’s current mission completion rate is 50%. The system restriction level remains at Medium. Keep up the good work!】

    What…what was going on?

    Li Yu looked down, surprised.

    Mu Tao was still curled up in her arms, her small body trembling slightly.

    Tears stained her face, but her breathing had calmed down.

    Her grip loosened; she no longer clung desperately, just nestled against Li Yu, like a wounded puppy seeking comfort.

    Li Yu looked behind her.

    Xiang Hanyu held Yan Buqiu’s hands, her teary eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions.

    The bamboo forest was no longer shrouded in miasma, and the poison within Yan Buqiu was gone.

    Xiang Hanyu had said that only the power of the Heavenly Demon could cleanse the poison.

    So, the Demon Bone within Mu Tao was connected to the Heavenly Demon?

    Was this not mentioned in the original story, or had she missed that detail…?

    Why was she even thinking about this? It wasn’t important.

    What was important was that she finally understood why the original “Li Yu” had treated the little protagonist the way she did.

    When the last ancient god’s soul dissipated, he entrusted the Upper Spirit Lamp and the world-protecting artifact to her; she couldn’t refuse such a responsibility.

    She and Si Qinglan were the ones who sealed Mu Tao’s Demon Bone.

    Having participated in that ancient battle and guarded the Upper Spirit Lamp for over four thousand years, everyone else might not recognize the Heavenly Demon’s power, but she couldn’t mistake it.

    Yet, she still relented and kept the child by her side.

    Perhaps, during those two hundred years, she had been constantly tormented.

    Her hope for Mu Tao to grow up safely must have been intertwined with the fear of her Demon Bone awakening, the fear of the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed within the Lamp resonating with it.

    What had she been thinking when Mu Tao’s Demon Bone was finally exposed?

    Had she hesitated, struggled with her decision, or felt a sense of relief?

    Li Yu couldn’t guess the ancient god’s thoughts, just gently stroked the girl in her arms, ignoring the pain that wracked her body.

    The world was silent, the only sound the soft whimpers of the girl in pain.

    Seeing Mu Tao like this made Li Yu’s heart ache.

    Her mind raced, unsure what to do, what they would face together in the future.

    Mu Tao slowly opened her tear-filled eyes, fear and confusion lingering in their crimson depths.

    She said that a strange power was coursing through her body, so unfamiliar, so cold.

    She didn’t know what was happening; she just felt pain, exhaustion, and fear…

    She was afraid of becoming a monster, afraid that her master would abandon her.

    “That won’t happen. I’ll always be with you,” Li Yu said gently, wiping away her tears.

    Her sleeve was stained with blood, like red plum blossoms falling on white snow.

    Mu Tao stared at the bloodstains, then looked down at her own blood-covered hands.

    Ever since she could remember, everyone had called her useless, a freak.

    How could there be a blood-red wolf?

    Her cultivation was far weaker than others; she couldn’t even use the most basic spells that others learned in days.

    Her master took her in but refused to teach her anything.

    And when she finally started teaching her, even the cultivation manual was different from what other disciples used.

    She hadn’t questioned it before, but now she finally understood.

    She…

    …truly was a monster.

    Her master knew, had always known.

    That’s why her master hadn’t been surprised by her sensitivity to the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    The power that truly belonged to her had been sealed within her all along.

    She had been deceived all these years.

    She should be heartbroken, terrified.

    But she just cried loudly, burying her face in Li Yu’s arms.

    So what if she was a monster, so what if she had been deceived?

    Her master was still here, hadn’t abandoned her, even after being injured.

    That was enough; she had nothing to fear anymore.

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +5%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 55%!】

    Li Yu didn’t know why it increased, just as she didn’t know why the usually quiet Mu Tao was crying so loudly.

    But she knew that Mu Tao was sensitive, her thoughts far more complex than she let on.

    She only needed a small hint, and Mu Tao would understand.

    Such a clever girl couldn’t possibly not understand what had just happened.

    What was she thinking now?

    Was she heartbroken by the deception, or afraid of the future?

    Li Yu waited anxiously for Mu Tao to speak.

    The wait felt both short and long.

    She felt a coldness seeping through her robes, chilling her skin, almost reaching her heart.

    Finally, she heard Mu Tao’s soft, weak voice.

    “I’m sorry, Master…”

    “It’s not your fault,” Li Yu replied, frowning slightly.

    Why was Mu Tao apologizing?

    She hadn’t done anything wrong, didn’t even know anything, and was even injured because of it. What was she apologizing for?

    “I hurt Master…”

    Li Yu felt a pang of sympathy.

    She pursed her lips and whispered, “It’s fine, it doesn’t hurt.”

    Mu Tao: “Will I…cause trouble for Master?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Li Yu didn’t know how to answer.

    The Demon Bone, stimulated by the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed, had caused a massive phenomenon that surely alerted the hidden immortal sects in the human realm.

    With her remaining power, she could suppress the demonic energy but couldn’t reseal the Demon Bone.

    She couldn’t do much more than the male protagonist in the original story.

    Just like in the novel, the immortal sects would soon send people to search for the Demon Bone.

    It would be a huge problem, but she would make a different choice than the original owner.

    This time, it wasn’t just about her own survival but about protecting the little protagonist, who was innocent and undeserving of her fate.

    “Don’t be afraid.” She gently cupped Mu Tao’s tear-stained face, a faint smile appearing on her lips. “No matter what happens, I’ll take care of it.”

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +5%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 60%!】

    Li Yu: “…”

    She didn’t understand.

    But since it was incomprehensible, she’d put it aside for now.

    Many things that couldn’t be understood would eventually become clear, or simply cease to matter.

    The priority now was to figure out what to do next.

    That commotion must have alerted everyone.

    With the Mirror Talisman destroyed, the black-robed figure must have realized what happened; he might even be on his way here.

    With her limited strength, she wouldn’t stand a chance against him in a direct confrontation.

    And there was still one unfinished matter…

    Li Yu looked towards the two figures in the bamboo courtyard.

    As she turned, she met Xiang Hanyu’s gaze.

    Xiang Hanyu didn’t look away, her red-rimmed eyes filled with complex emotions.

    She seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

    The Upper Spirit Lamp was in Li Yu’s possession, and the scattered birds returned to their perches, watching them.

    Xiang Hanyu could see the terrifying power sealed within Mu Tao.

    And she had inadvertently unleashed it.

    The black-robed figure had said that only the power of the Heavenly Demon could save Yan Buqiu.

    Now, the seal on the Lamp wasn’t broken, but the poison within Yan Buqiu was gone.

    Looking back, it wasn’t difficult to guess the connection between Mu Tao’s sealed power and the Heavenly Demon.

    Yan Buqiu was right; she had underestimated the situation.

    Not only could she not control the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed, but she didn’t even know how to handle this situation.

    She had almost caused a disaster.

    Yan Buqiu still needed immortal energy to rebuild her spiritual root, and the black-robed figure wouldn’t help her anymore. But how could she ask the person she had deceived for help?

    Mu Tao’s seal was broken; after such a commotion, it was impossible to hide it. She didn’t know what they would face in the future.

    And it was all her fault…

    She had to ask for help, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak.

    As the snow silently fell, the three, each lost in their own thoughts, stared at each other.

    Mu Tao, her eyes red, looked at Li Yu.

    She seemed to see, in those deep blue eyes, what her master was thinking.

    She sat up straight, trying to be strong despite her weakness.

    Li Yu, ignoring the discomfort in her chest, stood up and walked towards Yan Buqiu.

    Xiang Hanyu’s gaze followed her, her mouth opening and closing several times, then she lowered her eyes.

    As Li Yu passed by, she raised her hand, a faint light flickering, drawing the Upper Spirit Lamp towards her.

    She put the Lamp into her spatial pouch.

    She stood before Yan Buqiu, looking down at her pale face, and sighed softly.

    Did she have the strength to save her? she asked the system silently.

    【In your current state, Host, using another spell isn’t recommended.】

    【However, if you reactivate the formation and use the power of the demons, it might be possible.】

    Were they characters from the original story?

    【Yes.】

    Their original ending wasn’t good, was it?

    【Although the awakening of the Demon Bone cleansed the poison from Yan Buqiu’s body, the male protagonist in the original story couldn’t repair her spiritual root. The Heavenly Demon could revive at any time, and Li Yu wouldn’t expend her energy on such a minor matter.】

    So, if she saved Yan Buqiu now, it might cause unforeseen changes to the storyline, right?

    【That is correct.】

    Li Yu was silent for a long time, then made up her mind.

    It didn’t matter; things had already deviated from the original story. She might as well follow her heart.

    She didn’t have much strength left anyway; if she encountered the black-robed figure, this additional expenditure wouldn’t make much difference.

    Ignoring the tightness in her chest, she sighed softly. “Xiang Hanyu, I’m not saving her because of our agreement.”

    Xiang Hanyu didn’t respond, her eyes downcast.

    “You helped me break the formation in the City of the Undying, but you also manipulated me.” Li Yu said calmly. “Using me is one thing, but you injured my disciple; that cannot be forgiven.”

    “I…”

    “Remember this, I’m saving her only because I believe she doesn’t deserve such a fate.”

    Tears shimmered in Xiang Hanyu’s eyes as she knelt down and kowtowed three times.

    “I’m willing to serve you for the rest of my life, Exalted God. These are not empty words!” Her voice was filled with unwavering conviction.

    “If you truly feel remorse, then never forget what you did to my disciple today.” Li Yu said, conjuring a faint light at her fingertip, then closed her eyes, exhausted.

    If Xiang Hanyu remembered this favor, it might be helpful for Mu Tao’s difficult future.

    “You can continue with your formation,” Li Yu said, the light from her fingertip flowing into Yan Buqiu’s forehead.

    Xiang Hanyu stood up and looked at the birds in the forest.

    The formation beneath their feet glowed again, and the birds flew towards it, their demonic energy converging, drawing the blue light into the center, gradually forming a pure white bamboo stalk.

    The bird demons happily circled it, the snowflakes seemingly dancing along with them.

    More and more spirits gathered outside the courtyard, watching from afar, tears in their eyes.

    As the formation dissipated, Li Yu felt her strength leaving her, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

    She tried to walk towards Mu Tao, but everything blurred.

    This awful feeling, just like when she fainted in the City of the Undying.

    Or perhaps…even worse…

    Fainting at a time like this, wouldn’t she be killed by the black-robed figure in her sleep?

    Thinking this, she instinctively conjured a spiritual butterfly and saw Mu Tao running towards her anxiously.

    The little girl seemed to be shouting something, but she couldn’t hear.

    Her consciousness faded, the last vestiges of light and shadow disappearing.

    When she woke up, she was lying in bed, unsure where she was.

    Her head felt heavy, her eyelids heavy.

    A weight pressed against her chest, making her dread facing the new day.

    But face it she must.

    It was her job, after all.

    The immortal sects were searching for the Demon Bone, and the black-robed figure might appear at any moment; she shouldn’t have fainted then.

    Mu Tao hadn’t learned how to control her power yet; leaving her alone was too dangerous.

    Li Yu sighed and forced her eyes open.

    She saw snow-laden branches outside the window.

    Snow was still falling, silently blanketing the flowers.

    The scene was unfamiliar, but after a moment, she realized that only Si Qinglan would grow so many out-of-season flowers in winter.

    This was Qianlizhu; they were back on Mount Chao Yao.

    Li Yu stared at the snow and flowers outside, her mind still foggy.

    How long had she been unconscious? How did they get back?

    Had the immortal sects found them?

    Had the black-robed figure appeared while she was unconscious?

    No, those weren’t important.

    What mattered was Mu Tao and the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    She tried to sit up, but her body was weak, every movement sending jolts of pain through her.

    Si Qinglan, sensing her movement, appeared like a wisp of smoke.

    Before Li Yu could react, a green light enveloped her, solidifying into the familiar figure. With a gentle push, Si Qinglan made her lie back down.

    Si Qinglan: “Just lie down and rest, please!”

    Li Yu wondered if she had a fever.

    Si Qinglan’s tone was sharp, almost annoyed, but seeing her calmed Li Yu down.

    Si Qinglan’s presence was reassuring, so reassuring that she almost wanted to call her “Mom.”

    But if she did, her compatibility would probably drop to zero, resulting in instant erasure by the system.

    Thinking this, Li Yu couldn’t help but chuckle.

    The laughter sent jolts of pain through her body, almost making her faint again.

    “What are you laughing about?” Si Qinglan frowned, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

    “I just thought…” Li Yu paused, her voice weak, “…that sounds familiar, like something I just said to you yesterday.”

    How ironic.

    Before leaving Mount Chao Yao, she had thought Si Qinglan was too weak and had to handle everything herself.

    But after a single trip, she was the one bedridden.

    Now, Si Qinglan seemed like the stronger one.

    “Yesterday? Look how long you’ve been unconscious!” Si Qinglan scolded her. “You told me not to worry before you left. I shouldn’t have trusted you! I asked you to retrieve the Upper Spirit Lamp, and you come back like this? I nearly had a heart attack when I received your message!”

    “Well, I’m not dead, am I?”

    “Not dead yet? What do you consider ‘something happening’ then?!”

    “…”

    “Why are you always so nonchalant?” Si Qinglan frowned. “Some things…I thought you understood!”

    “…”

    “Mu Tao told me everything!” Si Qinglan continued scolding her. “Are you in any condition to be running around? The Upper Spirit Lamp was stolen, you were still injured, and you decided to save some random stranger! If you hadn’t gotten lucky and retrieved the Lamp, do you know how serious the consequences would have been?!”

    “I got the Lamp back, didn’t I…?”

    “What if that bird demon didn’t have the Lamp? What if she was just trying to drain your spiritual energy? What if she was working with the black-robed figure, using you to break the seal?” Si Qinglan’s anger gradually turned into fear. “Li Yu, even if you couldn’t retrieve the Lamp, you shouldn’t risk your life like that!”

    Si Qinglan: “The old you would never have been so reckless…”

    Li Yu: “Do you think the old me was better?”

    “…At least you acted like a normal person.” Si Qinglan pouted. “If it weren’t for Mount Chao Yao needing you, I wouldn’t care whether you lived or died.”

    Li Yu was momentarily speechless.

    This nagging did sound like a caring elder; it almost moved her.

    She hadn’t expected Si Qinglan to care so much…

    She had thought Si Qinglan was disappointed in her.

    After a moment of silence, she asked, changing the subject, “You brought us back?”

    Si Qinglan: “Obviously!”

    Li Yu: “Did you encounter the black-robed figure?”

    “No!” Si Qinglan seemed annoyed by the question. “Just a bird and a bamboo.”

    Didn’t the black-robed figure want the Upper Spirit Lamp?

    Why didn’t he seize this opportunity?

    Was he wary of something, or was he simply too far away?

    Li Yu felt dizzy; her thoughts were muddled.

    Just then, Si Qinglan’s continuous chatter interrupted her.

    “After you left, I thought about it for a long time. So what if the Upper Spirit Lamp is lost, so what if the other immortal sects blame us? The Heavenly Demon is a matter for all the Three Realms. We, Mount Chao Yao, have guarded it for over four thousand years, and no one has ever helped us…” Si Qinglan sighed. “We’ve done our best. Sometimes, there are things we can’t do, no need to force ourselves. Blame and punishment are better than losing our lives.”

    “Even ancient gods struggled against the Heavenly Demon, why push yourself so hard?” Si Qinglan continued, her voice filled with frustration. “If those people who only care about blaming us want to come, then let them! We’ll just hand over this burden and let them figure out how to guard that damn Lamp!”

    Li Yu listened, her mind reeling, unsure whether Si Qinglan was being serious or just venting.

    After ranting for a while, Si Qinglan lowered her gaze and conjured a faint light at her fingertip.

    The light gently entered Li Yu’s forehead, and she felt the discomfort lessen slightly, her breathing becoming easier.

    She reached out and swatted Si Qinglan’s hand away.

    “Don’t waste your energy healing me, you’re not in much better shape yourself.”

    “Hmph.” Si Qinglan rolled her eyes. “If you don’t want it, I’m not offering.”

    Li Yu sighed and asked, “Where’s Mu Tao?”

    Si Qinglan: “…”

    Li Yu: “Well?”

    Si Qinglan: “Locked up.”

    Li Yu: “Locked up where?!”

    Si Qinglan: “The Spirit Restraint Hall, guarded by outsiders.”

    Li Yu: “…”

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 50

    Chapter 50: The Power of the Heavenly Demon

    The lotus lamp, carrying a sliver of moonlight, gently floated towards the center of the formation.

    Li Yu stared, disbelief swirling in her eyes.

    —The Upper Spirit Lamp!

    How could it be here?!

    Mu Tao had pointed in a different direction. If the Lamp had been on Xiang Hanyu all along, why hadn’t Mu Tao sensed it?!

    Li Yu’s mind went blank.

    Then, she was jolted awake.

    She could feel her spiritual energy rapidly draining.

    The formation beneath her feet was absorbing her power!

    But the stolen energy wasn’t flowing into Yan Buqiu; it was being drawn towards the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    And Xiang Hanyu, hovering behind the Lamp, was controlling the formation, aided by the demonic energy of the surrounding birds.

    Black mist swirled around her, and the blue light of the formation illuminated the snowy night.

    Why was Xiang Hanyu doing this?

    Was the entire story a lie, and she was the black-robed figure?

    No, that was impossible, Yan Buqiu was right here!

    This courtyard, this forest, the circling bird demons, they were all real.

    Xiang Hanyu’s story wasn’t a lie; her motive was.

    What was she trying to do? Help the black-robed figure break the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp in exchange for his assistance?

    Why did she have to rely on him? Was there something only he could do?

    Li Yu could also provide spiritual energy!

    Xiang Hanyu knew that Yan Buqiu wouldn’t want this, so why…

    What did she truly want?

    “Xiang Hanyu! What are you doing?!” Li Yu shouted. “What can that black-robed figure give you that I can’t?!”

    “You’re right,” Xiang Hanyu said, a bitter smile on her face.

    “…”

    “Her spiritual root is damaged. If it’s not repaired, she will die when her spiritual energy is depleted.” Xiang Hanyu’s eyes were filled with unwavering determination. “And the poison within her, a curse backlash, has fused with her soul…”

    “…”

    “Immortal energy won’t save her; it will only clash with the poison, causing her even more pain.” Xiang Hanyu looked at the Upper Spirit Lamp. “In this world, only the power of the Heavenly Demon can save her.”

    She said that the power of the Heavenly Demon could absorb all resentment and evil.

    As long as the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed was awakened, Yan Buqiu could be freed from the Jie Gou’s curse.

    She had to do this; she had no other choice.

    Only after the poison was removed could she use immortal energy to reconstruct Yan Buqiu’s spiritual root!

    Xiang Hanyu looked at Yan Buqiu and whispered an apology.

    “I’m sorry,” she said.

    She truly had no other choice.

    She had made the best possible decision…

    Li Yu finally understood.

    The past was real, and so was the desire to save Yan Buqiu.

    After obtaining the Upper Spirit Lamp, Xiang Hanyu must have hidden it and created a false aura elsewhere.

    She had not only deceived Mu Tao’s senses but also the black-robed figure who had instructed her to steal the Lamp.

    She had planned this all along, using Yan Buqiu as the core of a formation that could trap and drain the spiritual energy of anyone who entered.

    Xiang Hanyu didn’t want a little bit of spiritual energy to prolong Yan Buqiu’s life.

    She wanted enough power to break the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    What she truly desired was the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    “Xiang Hanyu!” Mu Tao, still restrained, looked at Xiang Hanyu, her eyes filled with anxiety and pleading. “My Master sincerely wanted to help you! You can’t do this to her!”

    “I don’t intend to harm the Exalted God,” Xiang Hanyu said loudly. “Please believe me. I only need a moment, just a moment.”

    She said that once the seal was broken, she only needed a moment to use the Heavenly Demon’s power to cleanse the Jie Gou’s poison.

    After that, she would do everything in her power to help Li Yu reseal the Lamp.

    She wouldn’t let the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed escape, nor would she let the black-robed figure obtain its power.

    She knew Yan Buqiu wouldn’t want to see the human realm ravaged by the Heavenly Demon.

    So, she only needed a moment, just a moment…

    Li Yu shouted angrily, “Are you crazy?! That’s not a power you can control!”

    She hadn’t expected Xiang Hanyu to go this far.

    “I can control it,” Xiang Hanyu said firmly. “Even if I can’t, I’ve made preparations…I won’t, I can’t destroy everything she worked so hard to protect…”

    “Don’t be impulsive! We can find another way!” Li Yu was frantic but couldn’t move.

    System, System, do something!

    The seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp couldn’t be broken!

    In the original story, the Lamp remained sealed until the end. How could it be broken here?

    The most powerful demon in the world was sealed inside; if it was released, everything would be chaos!

    “I know, no matter what I say, you won’t believe me…so I had no other choice.”

    As Xiang Hanyu spoke, her vision blurred.

    She was a Linchi bird, a master of disguise. [T/N: 林鸱鸟 (Linchi bird) or Frogmouth, a type of bird known for its camouflage.]

    She had always been good at deception, deceiving her own heart in the past, now deceiving someone who genuinely wanted to help her.

    Her lies were always a mix of truth and falsehood, deceiving others, sometimes deceiving herself.

    If only immortal energy could save Yan Buqiu, she wouldn’t have to lie to anyone.

    The black-robed figure had given Yan Buqiu a bit of his spiritual energy. That’s how she learned that Yan Buqiu’s body could no longer handle immortal or divine energy.

    He had promised that if she stole the Upper Spirit Lamp for him, he would use the power of the Heavenly Demon to cleanse the poison.

    And after the poison was gone, he would reconstruct her spiritual root.

    The black-robed figure hadn’t broken his promise; she was the one breaking hers.

    She helped him create the formation; she saw the human cultivators die before it.

    He gathered evil demons in the City of the Undying, promising them freedom and power after the Heavenly Demon’s revival.

    They roared and cursed, their eyes filled with resentment and rage.

    Demons, though powerful, were always hated and ostracized.

    Why should immortals and gods reign supreme? And why should those frail, short-lived humans be protected by them?

    The black-robed figure sat silently on the altar, an immeasurable loneliness within that vast, starry sky.

    He slowly stood up, and the noisy demons fell silent.

    In the silence, he said calmly, “The Upper Spirit Lamp is sealed within Mount Chao Yao.”

    His voice was emotionless.

    He said that normally, a direct assault would be impossible, but Mount Chao Yao was no longer at its peak.

    Cangming Revered One, Li Yu, was still recovering from her injuries; Qingxuan Revered One, Si Qinglan, was never a threat; and Lingyao Revered One, Weisheng Xuanzhu, was nearing his hibernation. Once he was asleep, they could easily conquer Mount Chao Yao and obtain the ancient treasure—the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    Then, the Heavenly Demon would be revived, and the order of the Three Realms would crumble.

    Demons would finally regain their long-lost freedom.

    The demons cheered upon hearing his words.

    Beneath the sea of resentment, they drank the wine stolen from the human realm, dreaming of a future of freedom under the Heavenly Demon’s rule.

    These evil demons desired a world without rules, without restraints.

    As long as their fists were strong enough, they could take anything they wanted, without fear, without consequence.

    The black-robed figure promised them such a world, but would it truly satisfy them?

    When there were no rules, when power was unchecked, wouldn’t they, who preyed on the weak, also become prey for the strong?

    The black-robed figure didn’t care about the demons’ fate; he clearly had other motives.

    She didn’t know what he truly wanted, but she sensed that if he obtained the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed, he would destroy the human realm.

    That wasn’t what Yan Buqiu would want.

    But she had no other choice.

    Only the power of the Heavenly Demon could remove the poison from Yan Buqiu.

    Yan Buqiu had already achieved immortality; her damaged spiritual root could only be repaired with immortal or divine energy, something she, a demon, couldn’t provide.

    But was there truly no other way?

    Before going to Mount Chao Yao, looking at the blood-red sea of resentment, she had thought long and hard.

    She came up with a plan, a risky plan, but better than being manipulated by the black-robed figure.

    She hid and, using her memories of the human realm, created a pair of Mirror Talismans with a forbidden technique.

    She would embed the “real” talisman within herself and give the “mirror” talisman to her clan, instructing them to take it far away.

    This way, her aura would be diverted, leading the black-robed figure on a wild goose chase.

    She secretly returned to Lingzhou while the black-robed figure was away, put Yan Buqiu into a deep sleep with a spell, and set up this formation that could trap immortals and gods, draining their spiritual energy.

    She followed the black-robed figure’s instructions, went to Mount Chao Yao with her clan, and, using his power, stole the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    Before leaving, she gambled.

    She gambled that the injured Exalted God would follow and that she could convince her to come to Lingzhou.

    She didn’t go to the designated meeting place, didn’t join the attacking demons, and didn’t give the Upper Spirit Lamp to the black-robed figure.

    She betrayed him, or rather, she had never intended to follow him.

    He would surely follow her diverted aura, searching for her in some unknown place.

    Her clan would do their best to hide, but with his power, she didn’t have much time.

    She had to bring Li Yu to Lingzhou, into this prepared trap, as quickly as possible.

    As long as Yan Buqiu was at the core of the formation, Li Yu, while transferring her spiritual energy, would unknowingly activate it.

    Then, she could use the Exalted God’s power to break the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp, borrow a sliver of the Heavenly Demon’s power, and cleanse the poison from Yan Buqiu’s body.

    If everything went smoothly, she could even use the formation’s power to repair Yan Buqiu’s damaged spiritual root.

    She had told Yan Buqiu about this plan before going to Mount Chao Yao.

    But Yan Buqiu just grabbed her hand and shook her head, telling her not to do it.

    “You don’t understand what the Heavenly Demon is. Even ancient gods struggled against it. Even a moment’s contact could corrupt your mind completely.” A deep worry appeared in Yan Buqiu’s usually dim eyes. “This is too dangerous, you can’t control it, you won’t be able to withstand it…”

    “I won’t be corrupted! I just want to save you, please believe me!”

    “Don’t do this…”

    “Just a moment, just a moment. After I save you, I’ll release her!” She pleaded with Yan Buqiu. “I’ll help her reseal the Lamp, I’ll help her return it to Mount Chao Yao… Believe me, I can control it, I can withstand it, I can, I can save you…”

    She swore to Yan Buqiu that the worst wouldn’t happen.

    The Heavenly Demon Soul Seed wasn’t a physical entity, just a soul fragment. When the seal was broken, she would contain it within her own body.

    If she lost control, the other Linchi bird demons would immediately abandon her and transform the formation from a spirit-trapping formation into a demon-destroying one.

    Then, as long as the Exalted God used the formation’s power to destroy her body, the birds would help reseal the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    “Hanyu, it’s not worth it…”

    She knew Yan Buqiu would say this, but she had already made up her mind.

    She choked back tears and said, “You don’t get to decide whether it’s worth it or not.”

    “If you truly care about me, then let me go…”

    “…”

    “You can live without me. Weren’t you happy during those years when we were apart?”

    “…”

    “Hanyu, you said that no matter where you went, you always thought of me… Doesn’t that mean… I’m always with you, in your heart…”

    “…”

    “You care about me, and so do I…I don’t want to leave you…” Yan Buqiu whispered, a tear rolling down her cheek. “I promise you, I won’t go far… Let’s make a promise… If you’re willing, from now on, the wind in this forest, the snow in the sky, whenever they touch you, it will be me, reaching out to you…”

    This promise wasn’t good at all.

    Yan Buqiu was so annoying, always treating her like a child.

    She must have been crying uncontrollably then.

    So, Yan Buqiu reached out, wanting to wipe away her tears.

    But she just grabbed Yan Buqiu’s wrist and used a spell to make her fall asleep.

    As the snow silently fell, the frail woman closed her eyes.

    She knew this was dangerous.

    But she had to try.

    Even if it meant destruction, she had to try.

    Because this was the only way to save Yan Buqiu.

    This forest, without her, wouldn’t change.

    But without Yan Buqiu, it wouldn’t be the same.

    Thinking this, a bitter smile appeared on Xiang Hanyu’s face.

    Within the formation, streams of blue spiritual energy assaulted the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    The eternal blue flame flickered, turning crimson.

    She saw the Exalted God’s serious expression and heard the little girl’s anxious cries from outside the formation.

    Almost there, just a little more, and she could break the seal.

    Xiang Hanyu gritted her teeth, pushing her demonic energy to its limit.

    The Mirror Talisman, unable to withstand the surge of power, disintegrated into ashes.

    The power of the Heavenly Demon, about to burst forth from the Upper Spirit Lamp, filled the world.

    Everything seemed to tremble.

    Suddenly, a cracking sound, carried by the wind, reached her ears.

    The seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp wasn’t broken, but the eternal flame on its wick had turned completely blood red.

    The cracking sound came from outside the formation, from the girl bound by the black mist.

    Xiang Hanyu’s wings faltered.

    As she looked at Mu Tao, the tension in Li Yu’s heart snapped.

    The scene from the original story, the protagonist’s Demon Bone awakening, causing a phenomenon…

    Was it happening here?

    The cracking sound echoed in her heart.

    The Upper Spirit Lamp’s strange behavior was affecting the Demon Bone, dormant within its seal for so long.

    The flickering flames seemed to burn the little girl’s body.

    The black mist binding Mu Tao was suddenly devoured by an invisible force, vanishing without a trace.

    The little girl, who had been crying and screaming, her eyes filled with anxiety, now looked terrified and in pain.

    “Master…”

    The moment the seal on the Demon Bone shattered, a terrifying power surged through her previously blocked meridians.

    She had never felt such raw power coursing through her body.

    It felt like countless claws tearing at her flesh.

    The pain was excruciating, making it hard to breathe.

    She didn’t know what was happening, her legs giving way as she stumbled towards the formation and collapsed.

    “I…I hurt…”

    Mu Tao reached out towards the trapped figure within the formation, but her hand couldn’t reach her master.

    Her eyes gradually turned crimson.

    Even the miasma in the forest seemed to be drawn towards her.

    Resentment flowed towards her from the distant horizon, like threads of red.

    The scattered stars and the faint moonlight were swallowed by the approaching darkness.

    Threads of crimson, like streams finding their way back to their source, flowed into the suffering girl’s body.

    The streams turned into a torrent.

    More and more resentment surged from afar, enveloping the entire forest.

    Xiang Hanyu froze, shock in her widened eyes.

    “Xiang Hanyu! Stop!!” Li Yu shouted, her heart pounding. “You can’t break the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp! You’ve underestimated its power!!”

    “I…”

    “You can’t control this! The consequences will be disastrous! Mu Tao can’t control this power! If you don’t let me suppress her demonic energy, everything will be out of control!!”

    “…”

    “Do you think she won’t have to bear the consequences of your actions?!” Li Yu gritted her teeth, and seeing Xiang Hanyu’s hesitation, said coldly, “If the Heavenly Demon is revived, we will all be held accountable, no one can escape the blame.”

    She looked down at Yan Buqiu and sneered. “Let her wake up and see what you’ve done.”

    The resentment in the sky had formed a vast sea.

    Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled within the sea of resentment, illuminating the turbulent night sky.

    Blood-red lightning, like writhing dragons, roared and threatened to tear the world apart.

    This phenomenon was powerful enough to alert the entire Three Realms.

    The surging resentment flowed towards the small, writhing figure on the ground.

    The shock in Xiang Hanyu’s eyes turned into a dull, empty stare.

    The birds stopped circling, and she deactivated the formation.

    Finally able to move, Li Yu rushed to Mu Tao’s side.

    The blue spiritual light, no longer bound by the formation, dissipated like scattered stars.

    As she helped Mu Tao up, a terrifying power surged into her, enveloping her, almost stopping her heart, stealing her breath.

    Mu Tao, thrashing, grabbed her arm, her sharp, almost bestial claws, carrying dark red resentment, piercing through Li Yu’s protective spiritual energy, tearing her clothes, sinking into her flesh.

    The pain jolted her awake.

    System, help!

    She didn’t wait for a response, just raised her right hand with great effort.

    A barrier, seemingly capable of dividing the world, erupted around them, enveloping the resentment-filled forest.

    The next second, a deep blue light, like the depths of the sea, glowed from her fingertip, piercing through the thick resentment, its brilliance almost blinding.

    Suddenly, the blood-red sea of resentment, the lightning and thunder, the swirling bamboo leaves and snowflakes, along with the dispersing blue light, began to spin rapidly.

    The birds scattered, fleeing in terror. Xiang Hanyu landed, using her remaining energy to create a small barrier around Yan Buqiu.

    She saw a wisp of dark green poison slowly being extracted from Yan Buqiu’s body.

    It floated towards the blue light—not just the poison, but everything swirling in the air seemed to be drawn towards the light, converging, collapsing…

    Finally, it transformed into a faint spark,

    And gently entered Mu Tao’s forehead.

    The pain subsided, and Mu Tao stopped struggling.

    “It’s alright now, don’t be afraid…” Li Yu pulled her into her arms and whispered comforting words.

    As silence returned, the miasma in the forest dissipated.

    The flame on the Upper Spirit Lamp’s wick turned blue again.

    The setting moon cast its light on the falling snow.

    The world was silent, as if nothing had happened.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 49

    Chapter 49: “I Have No Other Choice”

    The small grayish-brown bird flapped its wings, leading the way towards Lingzhou.

    They flew away from the blood-red sea of resentment and saw the last rays of the setting sun.

    A crimson sky before them, boundless resentment behind.

    This eerie world unsettled them.

    As night fell, a bright moon rose in the sky.

    Bathed in moonlight, the world was a gentle blue.

    The small bird, light as the wind, seemed to chase the rising moon.

    Leaving the City of the Undying, they flew eastward, carried by the moonlight, crossing mountains and rivers. As the moon reached its zenith, they saw a vast mountain range in the distance.

    That was Lingzhou, Xiang Hanyu said.

    It wasn’t too far from the City of the Undying, about two or three hours’ flight at their speed.

    Li Yu still harbored suspicion as Xiang Hanyu led the way.

    Was Yan Buqiu truly dying?

    Was this bird demon’s eagerness to bring them here a ploy to buy time for the black-robed figure?

    Or was Lingzhou itself a trap, and the bird demon was leading them into it?

    Could the Upper Spirit Lamp and the black-robed figure be in Lingzhou?

    The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she became. She turned to Mu Tao and whispered, asking about the location of the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    Her voice was so low that only Mu Tao could hear.

    The night was dark, the moonlight faint; she didn’t see the momentary flicker of confusion in Mu Tao’s eyes, nor the blush that crept up her ears.

    Mu Tao quickly suppressed her inappropriate thoughts, lowered her gaze, and focused on the pull of the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    Perhaps because of the distance, the pull was faint, making it difficult to pinpoint the Lamp’s exact location.

    After trying for a while, Mu Tao pointed in a direction, uncertainty in her eyes.

    “Master, that pulling sensation…isn’t as clear as before,” she whispered, a hint of guilt in her voice.

    Li Yu stroked her hair. “Perhaps we’re too far away, it’s fine.”

    Mu Tao nodded, her hands fidgeting in her lap.

    Her master had turned away again, her long, dark hair falling around Mu Tao’s knees.

    She unconsciously picked up strand after strand, twirling them around her fingers.

    Snow fell, brushing against the spiritual barrier, unable to touch them.

    Below were scattered, flickering lights from towns and villages.

    Houses, their roofs covered in snow, looked peaceful, untouched by suffering.

    A mountain shrouded in a faint miasma loomed in the distance.

    They flew towards the mountain, entering a bamboo forest.

    Snowflakes fell through the misty miasma, landing on the tall silver bamboo stalks, the moonlight making everything seem hazy and unreal.

    There was a bamboo house in the forest. The bird, having hurried back, landed anxiously.

    Brown feathers and black mist swirled around it, then dissipated, revealing the bird in human form, lifting her skirt as she ran up the stone steps and into the house.

    Li Yu, watching this, relaxed slightly.

    This place was peaceful, with bamboo, moonlight, wind, and snow.

    If the miasma was dispelled, it would be a beautiful place.

    She exchanged glances with Mu Tao and was about to approach the house when Xiang Hanyu emerged, pushing a wooden wheelchair.

    A woman in white sat in the wheelchair, her head tilted slightly, her eyes closed, her breathing slow and even, as if in a deep sleep.

    She looked gentle, her silver hair, like Xiang Hanyu’s, tied back with a simple bamboo twig, a few strands falling around her shoulders.

    Her spiritual energy was incredibly weak, almost undetectable without using spiritual awareness, barely hinting at her past as a spirit, or rather, a terrestrial immortal.

    Xiang Hanyu whispered something in her ear, her voice barely audible, as if afraid to wake her.

    Li Yu couldn’t hear what she said, and Yan Buqiu, so close, didn’t seem to hear either, showing no reaction.

    The cold night wind blew, but she didn’t shiver or open her eyes.

    She was incredibly pale, as pale as snow.

    Or rather, as pale as someone devoid of color, lacking vitality.

    Xiang Hanyu had been right; she was dying.

    There was a small ramp beside the stone steps for the wheelchair. Xiang Hanyu pushed the woman down the ramp, snowflakes falling on them.

    She didn’t use any spiritual energy for protection, just pushed Yan Buqiu to the center of the courtyard, then crouched down before her, hugging her knees.

    She looked up at the unconscious woman, gently taking her cold hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

    “Buqiu, I can save you now,” Xiang Hanyu whispered. “Although I did some things that might anger you, I knew what I was doing, and so did everyone else…”

    “I don’t know if you can hear me, but no matter what, I will save you.” She pressed Yan Buqiu’s cold hand against her cheek. “Trust me, your spiritual root will be healed soon, and when you recover, you can scold me all you want…”

    Li Yu approached and said softly, “The barrier in the City of the Undying would have fallen eventually, with or without your help. You and your clan, as long as the Upper Spirit Lamp is safely returned, haven’t committed an unforgivable sin.”

    Xiang Hanyu nodded slightly, her eyes downcast, her long eyelashes fluttering, still holding Yan Buqiu’s hands.

    “What do I need to do?” Li Yu couldn’t help but ask. “Just transfer my spiritual energy to her?”

    Xiang Hanyu looked up at Yan Buqiu, her tear-filled eyes firm.

    She stood up, placed her hands on the wheelchair’s armrests, leaned forward, and gently kissed Yan Buqiu’s forehead.

    As she pulled away, a tear fell onto Yan Buqiu’s face, tracing a path down her cheek.

    This sudden display of affection surprised Li Yu.

    So they really were a couple!

    With two other people right here, such intimacy, did they not see her as an outsider?

    Li Yu watched, stunned.

    Xiang Hanyu took a few steps back, looking up at the moon through the falling snow and the faint miasma, a determined look on her face.

    “Exalted God, the Jie Gou’s poison has seeped into Buqiu’s soul. Please protect yourself when transferring your spiritual energy.” She walked over to Mu Tao and pulled the confused girl’s arm. “Little sister, let’s go outside.”

    “Why?” Mu Tao tilted her head, puzzled.

    Xiang Hanyu: “The influx of spiritual energy will temporarily agitate the poison. Your cultivation is low, it’s safer to be further away.”

    Mu Tao blinked and looked at Li Yu, confused.

    Li Yu: “Go with her.”

    Mu Tao nodded obediently and followed Xiang Hanyu out of the courtyard.

    She thought that was far enough, but Xiang Hanyu continued pulling her further away.

    Behind them were tall silver bamboo stalks, their leaves heavy with snow, as if a gentle breeze could make them fall.

    She seemed to hear Xiang Hanyu sigh softly.

    Seeing them stop, Li Yu circulated her protective spiritual energy and gathered a soft blue light in her palm.

    As she did, she quickly thought,

    How much spiritual energy did she have? How much should she give Yan Buqiu? And how long would it last?

    If retrieving the Upper Spirit Lamp proved difficult, or if Mu Tao’s identity was exposed because of the black-robed figure, the hidden immortal sects would surely hold Mount Chao Yao accountable.

    Then she would have to stay by Mu Tao’s side and might not be able to return to fulfill her promise.

    Perhaps she should give Yan Buqiu more, ensuring her survival for as long as possible without depleting herself too much.

    “System, I want to give her as much spiritual energy as possible without weakening myself.” Li Yu asked inwardly. “But I’m not sure how much that is. Can you calculate it?”

    【Certainly, leave it to the system!】

    Li Yu was relieved.

    She looked down at the peacefully sleeping woman.

    It wasn’t her imagination; there was a tearstain on Yan Buqiu’s cheek.

    Before Li Yu could process this, she gently pressed her palm against Yan Buqiu’s forehead.

    Spiritual energy flowed into Yan Buqiu’s body.

    Suddenly, lights flickered around them.

    Beneath their feet, on the snow-covered ground.

    The soft blue light, like a pebble dropped into a still pond, created ripples that spread outwards.

    Before Li Yu could react, the lights rose from the ground, forming an unfamiliar formation.

    She tried to pull away, but an invisible force held her hand in place.

    No, not just her hand, her entire body was immobile.

    The surrounding bamboo stalks shifted, forming another formation outside the first one.

    Mu Tao gasped. “What have you done?!”

    A sudden gust of wind drowned out her voice.

    Snow fell from the bamboo leaves as countless bird demons, hidden among the trees, took flight, circling the formation.

    Mu Tao tried to return to the courtyard but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

    She grabbed Xiang Hanyu’s arm, her eyes red with anxiety. “Xiang Hanyu! What are you doing to my master?!”

    “I’m sorry, I have no other choice,” Xiang Hanyu said in a low voice, her palms glowing with black mist as she restrained Mu Tao.

    “Xiang Hanyu!” Mu Tao struggled. “Let go of my master! Let go of me!”

    Xiang Hanyu looked at Mu Tao and said softly, “I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

    As she spoke, her hands transformed into wings, and she flew up towards the formation.

    Black mist swirled around her, and countless bird demons circled her, echoing the formation below.

    All their demonic energy converged towards her.

    Bamboo leaves and snowflakes danced in the moonlight within the formation.

    Xiang Hanyu raised her wings, the black mist gathering before her.

    As the mist dissipated, an icy blue lotus lamp appeared, held between her wings.

    The lamp hovered in the air.

    An eternal blue flame flickered on its wick.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 48

    Chapter 48: Go With the Flow, Overthinking Is Useless

    Li Yu felt that this world wasn’t very friendly towards her.

    She knew so little about it, yet constantly encountered situations where “she” was supposed to know things, like being slapped in the face with facts.

    And after being slapped, she couldn’t even react.

    After a brief silence, Li Yu took a deep breath and tried to recover. “Actually, I’ve suspected this for a while, but I didn’t think it was possible…”

    Xiang Hanyu suddenly realized, “So you were asking those questions to confirm your suspicions?”

    “Indeed,” Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

    Having a high status was convenient; any random statement would be interpreted favorably.

    Xiang Hanyu: “Unfortunately, I don’t know much about him either…”

    Li Yu: “Don’t blame yourself, he’s very secretive.”

    Xiang Hanyu: “Do you really suspect that the black-robed figure is that fallen ancient god?”

    Li Yu didn’t answer, just frowned and fell into deep thought.

    The black robes, the stellar power, the fallen god, the battle four thousand years ago.

    Xiang Hanyu’s words contained a lot of information; she needed to process it.

    In her memory, the battle four thousand years ago was just a brief backstory.

    Simply put, the Heavenly Demon was revived four thousand years ago.

    At that time, the last ancient god protected the world, leading the other immortals and gods to defeat the Heavenly Demon and seal its soul fragment within the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    After this battle, the ancient god’s power was completely depleted, his soul nearing its end.

    Knowing he could no longer protect the world, he entrusted the Upper Spirit Lamp and a world-protecting artifact to “Li Yu.”

    Since then, “Li Yu” had kept the Lamp sealed within Suiqiong Cave on Mount Chao Yao.

    None of this mentioned that the Heavenly Demon in that battle was also an ancient god.

    But speaking of fallen gods, she remembered the shadow puppet show Qin Yuan had organized.

    In that story, an ancient god, driven by resentment, fell into darkness and was ultimately slain by other gods and immortals, his name forever tarnished.

    The story didn’t mention the Heavenly Demon, nor when it happened. She had dismissed it as a fictional tale, never imagining it was based on a true story.

    In the world of Demon Bone, ancient gods were true gods who survived the brutal primordial war between gods and demons, each one incredibly powerful, always ready to sacrifice themselves for the world.

    Now, it seemed Qin Yuan was right; when one’s power reached a certain level, the line between god and demon was indeed thin.

    But if the only one who could control stellar energy was the ancient god who became the Heavenly Demon four thousand years ago, then who was the black-robed figure manipulating the resentment in the human realm?

    Could it be that the ancient god hadn’t truly died, that he had a contingency plan, waiting for the right moment to return?

    That seemed unlikely.

    In this novel’s setting, even immortals and gods weren’t immortal.

    The reason the ancient gods fell was because of their long lifespans, reaching their limits.

    When their lifespan ended, but they were still alive, it was called “burning the candle.”

    During this period, their power would gradually fade, and when it was extinguished, their souls would dissipate.

    The ancient god in the story, resorting to the Heavenly Demon’s power to avoid this fate, must have been in this “burning the candle” phase.

    Now, four thousand years later, even if he hadn’t truly died and had a contingency plan, it seemed impossible for him to survive with his injuries, avoid detection, endure the “burning candle” phase, and still have the energy to cause trouble.

    If that were true, this ancient god would be so powerful that even the other fallen gods would be astonished.

    However, nothing was impossible.

    Logically, the black-robed figure couldn’t be that ancient god.

    But this was a novel; if the author wanted it to be true, they could simply make it so.

    So, he both couldn’t be and could be that ancient god.

    This was too much!

    She couldn’t think about it anymore; it was giving her a headache!

    Li Yu closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

    Go with the flow, overthinking is useless.

    What was destined to happen would happen; what she tried to avoid might be unavoidable.

    There was a saying, “A road will appear when the cart reaches the mountain, a boat will find its way when it reaches the bridge.”

    It was just an NPC, why obsess over his identity?

    As the main storyline progressed, she would eventually find out, wouldn’t she?

    Thinking this, she pushed all those puzzling thoughts aside.

    As she opened her eyes, she met Mu Tao’s worried gaze.

    Li Yu couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

    Mu Tao: “Master seems troubled, yet I can’t do anything to help.”

    Li Yu was momentarily speechless, unsure how to comfort her.

    She had thought Mu Tao was afraid, afraid of the black-robed figure, afraid of not being able to retrieve the Upper Spirit Lamp, afraid of the Heavenly Demon’s revival and Mount Chao Yao being held accountable.

    If that were the case, she could offer reassurance, but now, she didn’t know what to say.

    After a long silence, Li Yu gently took Mu Tao’s cold hands in hers. “You are helping me.”

    Mu Tao: “…Huh?”

    Li Yu: “Just being by my side, facing these things with me, is helping me.”

    Mu Tao’s eyes widened. “Really?”

    Li Yu smiled and nodded.

    She wasn’t just saying this to appease her; she meant it.

    Mu Tao always felt inadequate, unable to contribute, especially now that she wasn’t needed for finding the Upper Spirit Lamp. She was probably starting to feel useless again.

    But Li Yu never saw her as a burden.

    Initially, forced into this role, her mind had been consumed by character compatibility.

    Only after the City of the Undying incident did she start appreciating this world.

    This world wasn’t so bad, the mountains, the water, the people around her, they were all good.

    But the best part was undoubtedly Mu Tao.

    Mu Tao was the source of her security in this world.

    As long as Mu Tao was by her side, she felt protected by the protagonist’s halo, fearless.

    Without Mu Tao, she wouldn’t want to continue this main storyline.

    If, initially, she had only been trying to appease Mu Tao for survival,

    Now, she genuinely liked Mu Tao more and more.

    She enjoyed the little girl’s constant companionship, her cooking, her sweet greetings, and the feeling of being needed.

    In this chaotic world, she had once been completely powerless, yet this little girl trusted her, cared for her, valued her, and always prioritized her well-being.

    Wasn’t it natural to like such an adorable, devoted girl?

    As Li Yu was lost in these thoughts, Mu Tao snuggled into her arms.

    Li Yu smiled and gently stroked Mu Tao’s hair.

    Perhaps not having slept well the previous night, Mu Tao quickly closed her eyes in her arms.

    Xiang Hanyu watched them, lost in thought.

    Time passed, the little girl in her arms dozing and waking, shifting positions.

    Just as Li Yu was starting to feel sleepy, Xiang Hanyu suddenly stood up. Li Yu stifled a yawn, her slightly teary eyes staring at her.

    “Someone is coming,” Xiang Hanyu said, transforming into a grayish-brown bird and flying away.

    Mu Tao, hearing the movement, woke up groggily, rubbing her eyes.

    Seeing her messy hair, Li Yu instinctively smoothed it out.

    Soon, Xiang Hanyu returned.

    The little bird flapped its wings excitedly. “Human cultivators! Exalted God, can we leave now?”

    Li Yu nodded and helped the sleepy Mu Tao stand up.

    She glanced at the resentment in the sky, seeing that it was no longer as intense, and summoned the crane.

    The crane seemed more stable than before; it seemed they wouldn’t have to walk back. Li Yu was relieved.

    Although Xiang Hanyu was eager to leave, Li Yu waited.

    After months of absence, the imperial cultivators returned to the City of the Undying.

    They saw the shattered altar and the remnants of the formation.

    They brushed away the deep snow, seemingly searching for the remains of their fallen comrade, but found nothing.

    “The resentment here is too strong, it devours everything.” The grayish-brown bird said in a low voice, its eyes unfocused. “Without spiritual energy protection, nothing remains after ten days.”

    Li Yu frowned and sighed softly.

    So that’s why they hadn’t found any bodies when they arrived.

    It didn’t matter.

    At least this time, the souls of the deceased weren’t trapped here anymore.

    “Let’s go,” Li Yu said softly, no longer lingering.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu had said that the human realm had its own tribulations.

    Si Qinglan had also said that even with the power of an ancient god, one couldn’t save everyone.

    She told herself that the City of the Undying incident, though influenced by the black-robed figure, ultimately stemmed from human resentment.

    Now, after three hundred years, the Huai cultivators had finally returned. They should handle the rest themselves.

    She had more important matters to attend to.

    Now, it was time to go to Lingzhou.

    The little bird was already waiting impatiently.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 47

    Chapter 47: “How Much Longer Can She Hold On?”

    Xiang Hanyu didn’t want to leave Lingzhou anymore; she wanted to stay by Yan Buqiu’s side.

    Yan Buqiu promised to endure the Heavenly Tribulation with her every hundred years.

    She seemed happy but couldn’t help but shake her head.

    Tears welled up in her eyes. She didn’t respond to the promise, just silently vowed to become stronger.

    She didn’t want Yan Buqiu to be injured for her sake every time.

    “Then what happened?” Mu Tao hugged her knees tighter, resting her chin on them, her large eyes filled with curiosity and concern. “Why is she sick?”

    “…” Xiang Hanyu remained silent, her gaze fixed on the distant resentment.

    After a long moment, she lowered her gaze and spoke again, a bitter smile on her face.

    She said that she had always strived to become stronger.

    In the past, it was to prove she was stronger than Yan Buqiu; later, it was to lessen Yan Buqiu’s burden during the Heavenly Tribulation.

    She cultivated defensive techniques, hoping that during the next tribulation, she could stand firm like Yan Buqiu had that night, unyielding even against the heavens’ might.

    Mu Tao: “Did you succeed?”

    “Almost,” Xiang Hanyu smiled faintly, but there was no joy in her eyes.

    She said she was almost there.

    During the second Heavenly Tribulation after her return to Lingzhou, Yan Buqiu endured nine bolts of lightning for her.

    And during the third, only three.

    She thought that during the next one, Yan Buqiu wouldn’t have to be injured for her anymore.

    Even if she couldn’t achieve immortality, as long as she could endure the tribulation herself, she could stay by Yan Buqiu’s side forever.

    Xiang Hanyu’s hopes were high, but during those three hundred years, the resentment in the human realm deepened, and Lingzhou, not entirely isolated from the world, was inevitably affected.

    “It’s this city, this resentment…” Xiang Hanyu said softly. “It changed everything.”

    When resentment intensified, demonic calamities became rampant, and humans weakened.

    This was supposed to be a good thing for demons, so what was there to fear?

    If a demon didn’t want to harm humans, they could simply retreat to the mountains and live in seclusion.

    But Yan Buqiu wouldn’t run.

    She had been protecting Lingzhou even before achieving immortality, and now, after becoming an immortal, worshipped by generations of Lingzhou’s people for nearly a thousand years,

    She couldn’t abandon them.

    As the resentment in the human realm deepened, a strange bird with a rat-like tail, called a Jie Gou, arrived in Lingzhou.

    That year, a plague swept through Lingzhou.

    The plague was brought by the Jie Gou, which spread its poisonous spiritual energy, devouring the life force of the infected and the blood of the dead to strengthen its cultivation.

    “Such a monstrous creature exists!” Mu Tao gasped.

    “The Jie Gou is incredibly cunning. Buqiu and I searched for it countless times, but it always escaped.” Xiang Hanyu’s expression turned serious. “With the plague spreading, Lingzhou was filled with its hiding places; we couldn’t track it with its spiritual aura.”

    Within months, the desolate mountains outside the city were filled with the bodies of plague victims.

    The infected were gradually gathered in one place.

    Abandoned by their families, or unwilling to infect them, they went to the south of the city, awaiting death in pain and hunger.

    The people of Lingzhou prayed for the Silver Bamboo Immortal to save them.

    Yan Buqiu finally made a decision.

    “She said she couldn’t wait any longer.” Xiang Hanyu traced a bamboo stalk in the red snow with her finger. “She was always like this, wanting to help everyone…”

    Yan Buqiu wanted to protect Lingzhou, as she had for millennia, shielding it from demons.

    So, she risked Heavenly Tribulation, expending a significant amount of her spiritual energy and cultivation, using the Soul Searching Technique to cover the entire Lingzhou, finally finding the Jie Gou.

    As the sky changed color, rain and lightning descended.

    Bolts of lightning struck her, but her eyes were fixed on the escaping Jie Gou.

    Yan Buqiu, who had always used her power for protection, now used it to kill for the first time in millennia.

    Amidst the storm, she destroyed the Jie Gou’s demon core.

    The plague’s poison dissipated with the Jie Gou’s death.

    But before dying, the Jie Gou used its last bit of strength to attack her.

    Weakened by the Heavenly Tribulation and the Jie Gou’s counterattack, she couldn’t defend herself.

    The moment the poison entered her body, her immortal energy vanished.

    The immortal who once protected Lingzhou was now seen as a plague-bearing demon.

    That day, Xiang Hanyu carried Yan Buqiu, enduring the Heavenly Tribulation, escaping the terrified gazes of the people.

    This was the first time she endured Heavenly Tribulation for Yan Buqiu.

    The tribulation for violating the heavens’ laws was far more painful than the tribulation demons faced to extend their lives.

    She flew for a long time, until the rain stopped and the sky cleared, before finally collapsing, exhausted, in the cold wilderness with the unconscious Yan Buqiu in her arms.

    But soon after, a group of cultivators from an unknown sect appeared.

    They tracked the poisonous aura and, without understanding the situation, attacked them as demons spreading the plague.

    Xiang Hanyu couldn’t remember how they escaped back to the mountains.

    She only remembered that she couldn’t fly anymore, that she carried Yan Buqiu, running, both of them injured again and again by the pursuing cultivators.

    Finally, they reached the familiar mountain forest, and the spirits there, alerted to their plight, intercepted the cultivators.

    She finally brought her back to the peaceful sanctuary.

    But the peace was shattered.

    Yan Buqiu was sick. The Heavenly Tribulation had crippled her cultivation, and the Jie Gou’s poison had stripped her of her immortal power.

    The cultivators’ relentless pursuit had cost her the best chance to detoxify.

    The poison had seeped into her soul, damaging her spiritual root, her condition worsening day by day.

    Initially, the mountain spirits tried to sustain her by transferring their demonic energy.

    But gradually, even that became ineffective.

    Her senses began to fade, and the poison within her spiraled out of control.

    The mountain forest they grew up in became a toxic wasteland, filled with miasma, forcing more and more spirits to flee. Even the people of Lingzhou feared the place.

    Xiang Hanyu chuckled coldly. “She saved Lingzhou, but now, there’s not even a temple for her.”

    “Sometimes, I really resent her, why did she have to protect those ungrateful humans?”

    “When she protected them, they worshipped her as an immortal. When she could no longer protect them, they saw her as a demon. She suffered so much for them, yet when I asked if she resented them, she said there was nothing to resent…”

    Yan Buqiu had nothing to resent; she said it was the path she chose, and she had already anticipated the worst possible outcome.

    If she hadn’t been able to accept that, she wouldn’t have chosen this path.

    As for the people of Lingzhou, their fear was understandable.

    She was now the source of the plague, and even the weaker spirits in the mountains had to flee, let alone ordinary humans, vulnerable to the poison.

    “But…”

    “There’s no rule that says just because you protect someone, they have to be eternally grateful, even if you end up harming them.” Yan Buqiu smiled nonchalantly. “If it were me, I wouldn’t just accept it either. No one is that foolish; they would naturally avoid danger…”

    “…I wouldn’t.”

    “That’s because you’re foolish.”

    Yan Buqiu’s voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, as if a gentle breeze could carry it away.

    Her eyes were unfocused; her fading senses blurred her vision; perhaps she could only see shadows now.

    Yet, she still managed to smile.

    And not just smile, but also call someone else foolish.

    Xiang Hanyu didn’t know whether to be angry or not.

    She was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.

    That winter was incredibly cold; snow blanketed the entire mountain forest.

    Yan Buqiu, having lost her immortal power, usually couldn’t withstand such harsh winters, but this year, although her face was flushed from the cold, she didn’t even shiver.

    Yan Buqiu also noticed this.

    Her body was weakening, but she could no longer feel it.

    Her remaining spiritual energy was fading, like an unhealing wound, continuously bleeding, slowly, gradually, unstoppable, irreplaceable, even external replenishment was ineffective.

    When the wound finally drained her dry, her life would end.

    She looked out at the snow-covered forest, unsure if she could still see the birds flying among the trees.

    She must be thinking about how long she had endured, Xiang Hanyu thought.

    After a moment of reflection, Yan Buqiu asked softly, “The next Heavenly Tribulation is in forty-something years, right?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “Why are you asking? I don’t need your help anymore.”

    Yan Buqiu: “Mm.”

    She replied softly, a thoughtful look on her face.

    Xiang Hanyu closed the window and crouched down, taking Yan Buqiu’s icy cold hands in hers.

    She transferred her demonic energy, hoping to offer some warmth.

    The silence was so profound that she almost thought Yan Buqiu had fallen asleep.

    But she hadn’t. After a long moment, she whispered,

    Yan Buqiu: “Hanyu, I can’t stay with you much longer.”

    Xiang Hanyu: “…”

    She knew, she had always known.

    But why did Yan Buqiu have to say it out loud?

    She had been trying so hard to deceive herself, pretending that this could continue, pretending that this year was no different from last year.

    Yan Buqiu was just a little weaker than before; there was nothing wrong with that.

    A little weaker, and she wouldn’t overexert herself.

    A little weaker, and it would be Xiang Hanyu’s turn to protect her.

    The mountain forest was quiet now, the spirits who couldn’t adapt to the poison had left, only those who accepted them remained.

    This was good, she wished it could last forever.

    She wished…

    …she would never lose her.

    But they both knew this peace wouldn’t last.

    Xiang Hanyu fell silent, her empty gaze fixed on the pale red snow.

    Mu Tao hesitated several times, unable to find any words of comfort.

    Li Yu sighed softly, just as she had months ago, witnessing the tragedy of the southern kingdom.

    She knew she was just an observer, unable to change the past.

    If she could help, as long as it didn’t interfere with retrieving the Upper Spirit Lamp, she would do so without hesitation.

    But before breaking the formation, she had said she needed to assess the cost, that she might have to deal with her own matters first.

    Xiang Hanyu clearly didn’t accept this condition, which was why she had revealed so much, hoping to sway Li Yu, to make her prioritize saving Yan Buqiu.

    Li Yu understood.

    After all, the black-robed figure’s power was unfathomable. If she were Xiang Hanyu, she would also be worried that her only hope might be unable to help after dealing with him.

    Xiang Hanyu’s desperation implied that saving Yan Buqiu would require a significant amount of spiritual energy.

    If she helped Xiang Hanyu first, she might not have enough strength left to confront the black-robed figure.

    Li Yu hesitated.

    Xiang Hanyu spoke again, her voice soft.

    “I know…the reason this place is like this is because of what the black-robed figure did three hundred years ago.”

    “Buqiu would sacrifice herself to protect others.” Her voice was filled with bitterness. “I have no excuse for stealing the Upper Spirit Lamp for someone who wants to revive the Heavenly Demon and bring chaos to the Three Realms.”

    A deep sense of helplessness washed over Xiang Hanyu, threatening to crush her spirit.

    “But…it has been over twenty years; she can’t hold on much longer, and I can’t do anything to help.” Her eyes reddened, her voice barely a whisper. “Then, at that moment, the black-robed figure told me that Buqiu could still be saved, as long as I obeyed him…”

    Li Yu: “…”

    “I know, he was the one who caused all of this. I also know that he didn’t approach me out of kindness or guilt, but just to use me…” Xiang Hanyu forced a smile. “But I still wanted to try.”

    She just wanted to try, even if there was only a sliver of hope.

    So she brought all her fellow Winged Clan members who were willing to follow her and came here with the black-robed figure, helping him create this formation, regardless of the consequences.

    As the resentment in the human realm intensified, the black-robed figure gathered demons who reveled in chaos.

    It was these demons who helped her steal the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    Before going to Mount Chao Yao, the black-robed figure taught her a formation and gave her the power to activate it.

    He promised that if she brought him the Upper Spirit Lamp, he would give her the power to heal Yan Buqiu.

    But he lied…

    She brought him the Lamp, but she received nothing.

    It made sense; someone who wanted to revive the Heavenly Demon wouldn’t waste his power on empty promises.

    “To make me work for him, that black-robed figure once transferred his spiritual energy to Buqiu. His spiritual energy is different from that of other demons; it can flow into her damaged spiritual root!” A flicker of hope appeared in Xiang Hanyu’s eyes.

    “He avoids the heavens’ notice, so he must be an immortal or a god!” She looked at Li Yu pleadingly. “Demonic energy can’t replenish Buqiu’s spiritual root, but immortal or divine energy can! And if it can replenish it, it should also be able to repair it…”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Xiang Hanyu: “Exalted Immortal Li Yu, please, I beg you, save her!”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Xiang Hanyu: “I know, you’re a born god, the only Exalted God in the human realm now. If you’re willing, you can definitely save her!”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Xiang Hanyu suddenly stood up, took two steps forward, and knelt before Li Yu, kowtowing in the cold snow.

    Li Yu: “You…”

    Xiang Hanyu: “As long as you’re willing to help, I’m willing to serve you for the rest of my life!”

    Mu Tao hesitantly stood up and tried to help Xiang Hanyu up.

    But Xiang Hanyu shook her head resolutely and kowtowed again.

    Li Yu frowned and said in a low voice, “Xiang Hanyu, I promise you, I will do my best to help, but the matter of the Upper Spirit Lamp concerns the safety of the human realm, and I must prioritize it.”

    Xiang Hanyu: “But…”

    Li Yu: “How much longer can she hold on?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “She won’t survive this winter.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    “Exalted God, even if you can’t save her now, can you just come with me to Lingzhou? Just a little bit of your spiritual energy, to help her hold on a little longer, please?” Xiang Hanyu’s eyes were red as she kowtowed again.

    She said she was willing to compromise, just a little spiritual energy was enough.

    She knew where the Upper Spirit Lamp was. As long as Yan Buqiu could survive this winter, she would take them to it and help them retrieve it.

    “She’s dying, she really can’t hold on much longer…”

    She muttered, her voice trembling.

    Her hands, pressed against the red snow, clenched tightly, as if desperately trying to hold onto something.

    Li Yu couldn’t bear it and helped her up.

    Perhaps she should go to Lingzhou first. If they flew, it wouldn’t take long.

    If everything Xiang Hanyu said was true, and Yan Buqiu was truly a kind and virtuous person, she shouldn’t die like this.

    If it only required a small amount of spiritual energy, it wasn’t a big loss, just a small act of kindness, and they would gain an ally. It was a win-win situation.

    Seeing that the system didn’t object, Li Yu felt slightly reassured.

    “I’ll go with you,” Li Yu said, looking into Xiang Hanyu’s tear-filled eyes, her tone solemn. “I’ll give her some spiritual energy to prolong her life, and after the Upper Spirit Lamp is returned to Mount Chao Yao, I will come back and heal her spiritual root, I promise!”

    Xiang Hanyu’s eyes reddened, and she was about to kneel again when Mu Tao quickly stopped her.

    “Don’t kneel, my Master doesn’t like that,” she said, glancing at Li Yu.

    Li Yu nodded, sighing softly.

    Her little disciple understood her; she really didn’t like people kneeling, it felt…inauspicious.

    Although as an immortal, such things shouldn’t matter to her, she was still a modern person who felt uncomfortable with such grand gestures.

    It was difficult to tell day from night in the City of the Undying. To prevent the black-robed figure from tampering with the formation again, they had to wait for the human cultivators to arrive before leaving.

    Mu Tao helped Xiang Hanyu sit down. Xiang Hanyu wiped away her tears, seeming calmer now.

    They sat in silence on the red snow.

    The boundless resentment above, like a calm sea suddenly whipped into a frenzy, churned and roiled.

    But this silence couldn’t last.

    Li Yu, unable to stand it, finally broke the silence.

    Li Yu: “Did the black-robed figure approach you himself?”

    Her question was abrupt but appropriate in this situation.

    “Yes,” Xiang Hanyu replied quickly.

    Li Yu asked again, “Did you see his face clearly, or hear his voice?”

    Xiang Hanyu shook her head. “He seemed to have no face; I could only see a starry sky. His voice was strange, not human, but I could understand what he was saying.”

    Just like what she had seen in the memory fragment.

    Xiang Hanyu must have interacted with the black-robed figure quite a bit; surely she noticed something else.

    Li Yu: “Was there anything…unusual about him?”

    Xiang Hanyu frowned, thought for a moment, and shook her head again. “No, just the black robes, no accessories.”

    “This guy, besides the black robes and the stellar energy, has no face and no voice…” Mu Tao muttered, tilting her head. “Who is he? Why is he so secretive?”

    “Indeed, he rarely acts directly, but I can tell that his power far surpasses mine and Buqiu’s. He’s no ordinary immortal.” A puzzled look appeared in Xiang Hanyu’s eyes. “But I’ve traveled the human realm for a long time, heard many stories about immortals and gods, and the only one I know who can control the power of the stars is…”

    Mu Tao: “Then wouldn’t that narrow it down?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “No.”

    Mu Tao: “Why not? Isn’t there only one?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “But that person…no longer exists in the Three Realms.”

    Mu Tao blinked, stunned into silence.

    Li Yu couldn’t help but ask, “Who?”

    Xiang Hanyu looked surprised. “The ancient god who absorbed the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed four thousand years ago and fell into darkness.”

    She then asked, “Didn’t you also participate in that battle, Exalted Immortal Li Yu?”

    Li Yu: “…”

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 46

    Chapter 46: Was This a Yuri Situation? 

    The woman’s voice softened, her tone conveying both gentleness and firmness, a sincerity that couldn’t be mistaken.

    “Save someone…” The wariness in Mu Tao’s eyes lessened. She looked at Li Yu, then stepped forward, stood before Li Yu, and looked at the woman, frowning slightly. “If you can break this formation, you must be very powerful! What kind of danger is this person you want to save in? If even you can’t save them, wouldn’t asking my master be even more dangerous than breaking this formation?”

    Indeed, if this woman could break the formation, her request couldn’t be simple.

    Help with the formation was welcome, but if it led to more trouble and delayed them further, retrieving the Upper Spirit Lamp would be more difficult.

    “You misunderstand, little sister. The person I want to save isn’t in grave danger. Your master doesn’t need to risk anything, just expend some spiritual energy.” The woman said softly, a hint of helplessness in her dark brown eyes. “The person I want to save…she’s sick, very sick, and no one in the mortal realm can cure her.”

    Mu Tao blinked and looked at Li Yu, saying nothing.

    Li Yu lowered her gaze, not answering immediately.

    Healing wasn’t her forte.

    Should she recommend the ever-so-capable Si Qinglan?

    No, that wouldn’t be good…

    Si Qinglan was already weak; she shouldn’t burden her further. She needed to rest.

    This woman claimed that it wouldn’t be dangerous, just a bit of spiritual energy expenditure. It sounded simple, perhaps like powering the formation earlier, just acting as a charger.

    If that were the case, it was a good deal.

    But she didn’t know how much spiritual energy it would require, and whether she would have enough left to search for the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    Retrieving the Lamp was her priority; she had to conserve her strength before confronting the black-robed figure.

    Although she needed this woman’s help, the woman was the one asking for a favor.

    So, this deal didn’t have to be fair.

    Li Yu said tentatively, “If it only requires spiritual energy, I can help, but you must first break this formation for me.”

    “Certainly,” the demon woman readily agreed.

    “But I have other urgent matters to attend to and cannot expend too much spiritual energy before resolving them.” Li Yu said calmly. “After you break the formation, tell me who this person is, why no one in the mortal realm can save them, and what I need to do. I will then assess the cost.”

    Li Yu observed the demon woman’s expression, and seeing no change, continued, “If the cost is too high, I’ll have to fulfill my own obligations before fulfilling our agreement.”

    The demon woman smiled faintly. “Are you referring to the theft of the Upper Spirit Lamp, Exalted Immortal Li Yu?”

    Li Yu’s expression changed instantly.

    She now understood why this woman had suddenly appeared.

    She should have realized earlier, a demon appearing in this place, knowing her identity, couldn’t be unrelated to the main storyline.

    And if it was related to the main storyline, she had to take it seriously.

    “It seems you know quite a bit.” Li Yu chuckled coldly. “I’m curious, does the matter of the Upper Spirit Lamp have anything to do with you?”

    “Yes,” the demon woman replied without hesitation, her smile unwavering.

    Her straightforward admission left Li Yu momentarily speechless.

    The woman walked lightly towards the edge of the formation, her feet barely disturbing the red snow, and crouched down, gently touching one of the stones.

    After a moment of silence, she looked up at Li Yu and said with a smile, “I was the one who stole the Upper Spirit Lamp, and I was also present when this formation was created.”

    “…”

    “I know how to break it, and I know where the Upper Spirit Lamp is. If you want to know who is behind all this, I can tell you.” She smiled playfully and winked at Li Yu. “As long as you’re willing to help me, I’ll do anything, and I’ll tell you everything.”

    “That sounds like a trap!” Mu Tao couldn’t help but interject.

    “I’m just a demon, unable to achieve immortality. How would I dare deceive an Exalted Immortal?” The demon woman frowned slightly and said softly, “I just want to save someone. If I can restore her to her former state, I’m willing to serve you for the rest of my life, without complaint.”

    She remained crouched on the ground, looking up at them submissively.

    Li Yu was silent, staring at the woman, trying to discern her true motives.

    The demon woman sighed, stood up, and brushed the snow off her clothes.

    “It’s understandable that you don’t trust me.” She smiled faintly. “In that case, allow me to show you my sincerity.”

    She took a few steps back, her expression suddenly turning serious.

    Li Yu pulled Mu Tao back with her.

    The demon woman raised her hands, her slender fingers swiftly forming a complex hand seal.

    Black, mist-like demonic energy emanated from her fingertips. A gust of wind swept through the area, and the surrounding resentment churned chaotically.

    Li Yu frowned and conjured a protective barrier around herself and Mu Tao.

    The ground trembled slightly as the black mist enveloped the formation.

    After a few seconds of charging, a loud boom echoed, and the altar at the center of the formation shattered into dust.

    The stones forming the formation exploded outwards, and the stellar energy within transformed into flickering sparks, swallowed by the surging resentment.

    The black mist dissipated. The demon woman lowered her hands, beads of sweat on her forehead, her lips slightly pale.

    “The formation is broken. Although the resentment is still strong, it won’t harm cultivators above Sixth-rank.” Her voice was weak.

    She looked up at Li Yu, a smile on her face. “Do you believe me now, Exalted Immortal Li Yu?”

    “You were present when the formation was created. You know how to break it, which means you also know how to create it.” Li Yu dispelled her protective barrier and said in a low voice, “How do I know this isn’t a trap you and the black-robed figure planned together?”

    “You’re right, creating this formation isn’t difficult, but such a large formation still takes time.” The demon woman sighed softly. “You can send a message butterfly now and ask those human cultivators to come and guard this place. Then who would dare tamper with it?”

    Mu Tao retorted, “That’s not necessarily true. That black-robed figure is very powerful. He might just kill everyone!”

    The demon woman chuckled. “He won’t.”

    Mu Tao: “You sound so certain, as if you have an agreement with him.”

    Demon Woman: “I have no agreement with him, but I know that as long as someone is guarding this place, he won’t act again.”

    Mu Tao frowned, confused, and looked at Li Yu.

    Demon Woman: “Don’t you understand, little sister?”

    Mu Tao: “…”

    The demon woman smiled. “That person is incredibly powerful. Just a sliver of his power left here was enough to kill an Eighth-rank imperial cultivator. Why do you think he always hides in the shadows, manipulating others?”

    Li Yu frowned.

    The demon woman’s words made her realize something.

    The black-robed figure was so powerful, yet he always hid, using others, not even leaving behind much of his power for such an important formation.

    It didn’t make sense, unless…he was also an immortal or a god.

    If he was, then his indirect approach was to avoid the heavens’ punishment.

    Bound by the laws of heaven, he couldn’t directly harm humans. As long as human cultivators were present, he couldn’t act so openly.

    Resentment was important to him.

    Although the human realm was vast, there wouldn’t be another place like the City of the Undying with such concentrated resentment anytime soon.

    This demon woman, not only daring to break the formation, but also suggesting that human cultivators guard the city, clearly wasn’t afraid of offending the black-robed figure.

    But did that make her trustworthy?

    Li Yu pondered for a moment, then asked, “That black-robed figure is quite capable, even breaking into Suiqiong Cave on Mount Chao Yao. You’ve done so much for him, also to save that person, right?”

    Demon Woman: “Yes.”

    Li Yu: “He couldn’t give you what you wanted?”

    Demon Woman: “Yes.”

    Li Yu: “Aren’t you afraid of his retaliation?”

    The demon woman lowered her gaze.

    After a brief silence, she smiled and said, “I am, but there are things…more important than my own safety.”

    Her voice was soft, the slight curve of her lips conveying both determination and a deep-seated tenderness.

    Li Yu now believed her.

    “I’ll trust you, just this once,” she said softly, summoning a spiritual butterfly.

    The demon woman looked at the butterfly thoughtfully.

    The butterfly flew away, the last of its blue light disappearing from view.

    “It will take at least half a day for those outside to arrive.”

    Li Yu looked around, then led Mu Tao to a set of steps and sat down.

    She glanced at the sea of resentment, sighed, and said to the demon woman, “It’s a long wait; sit down and wait with us.”

    The demon woman relaxed and sat down opposite them, hugging her knees.

    Li Yu: “What’s your name?”

    The demon woman smiled and replied softly, “Xiang Hanyu.”

    “Your name sounds…cold,” Mu Tao muttered.

    “It’s not cold,” Xiang Hanyu shook her head, not offended, and explained patiently, “Hanyu means ‘winter jade,’ and jade often refers to bamboo. Doesn’t that sound warmer?”

    Mu Tao tilted her head and hugged her knees. “Are you a bamboo spirit?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “I’m from the Winged Clan.”

    Mu Tao: “You’re a bird too!”

    Xiang Hanyu looked confused. “Why ‘too’?”

    “I know a little black bird, it also worked for that black-robed figure, right here in this city. We recently took it back to Mount Chao Yao.” Mu Tao asked curiously, “Do you know it?”

    “I don’t,” Xiang Hanyu said. “I only came here a few months ago.”

    Li Yu asked, “Why did you come here?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “The black-robed figure brought me here. He said that if I worked for him, he would help me save someone…”

    Mu Tao: “But he tricked you?”

    Xiang Hanyu: “Sort of.”

    “What do you mean, ‘sort of’?” Mu Tao frowned, confused.

    Xiang Hanyu nodded and smiled faintly. “He did tell me how to save her, but he couldn’t do it, so I had to find someone else.”

    Mu Tao blinked, not quite understanding, and looked at Li Yu.

    Li Yu: “Are you sure I can do it?”

    Xiang Hanyu bit her lip, sighed softly, and smiled. “I’m not sure, but I have to try.”

    There was a hint of bitterness in her smile.

    Mu Tao opened her mouth as if to offer comfort but didn’t know what to say.

    After a long silence, Li Yu said gently, “We have plenty of time, you can tell me your story slowly.”

    Xiang Hanyu bit her lip.

    She hugged her knees tighter, her dark brown eyes gazing at the seemingly endless sea of resentment, her thoughts unreadable.

    No one urged her. After a long silence, she looked down and said softly,

    “Humans have a saying, ‘Good people are rewarded’…It’s a lie.”

    Mu Tao opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to agree, but then glanced at Li Yu and closed it.

    Li Yu: “…”

    Xiang Hanyu looked at the pale red snow, tracing patterns in it with her toes.

    She said that it was incredibly difficult for demons to cultivate immortality.

    Even if they became powerful demons, even if they reached the age of Heavenly Tribulation, without immortal destiny, they couldn’t ascend to the Heavenly Gate or achieve immortality.

    So many demons yearned for immortality, but very few succeeded.

    And she happened to know one who had achieved immortality before reaching the age of Heavenly Tribulation.

    Xiang Hanyu said that this demon’s name was Yan Buqiu, a bamboo demon who grew up with her in Lingzhou.

    Bamboo, neither flexible nor strong, easily felled by a human blade.

    The Winged Clan was different; they could fly freely in the sky, going wherever they pleased, unreachable by humans.

    Xiang Hanyu had always believed that she would become much stronger than Yan Buqiu.

    And she was right.

    For a long time, they cultivated together.

    She always kept an eye on Yan Buqiu, making sure her own cultivation was always higher.

    It wasn’t that she looked down on bamboo, she just couldn’t help but compare.

    She wanted to be stronger than Yan Buqiu, always.

    A flicker of defiance appeared in Xiang Hanyu’s eyes.

    “She was just a bit older than me, awakened her spiritual awareness a few decades earlier, yet she always acted like an elder sister, constantly lecturing me…”

    “Even though I was stronger than her, the other demons always sided with her, going to her for help whenever they had problems…”

    “She was always meddling, helping both demons and humans, no wonder her cultivation never surpassed mine…”

    She traced a bamboo branch in the red snow with her finger.

    She said she had thought long and hard but never understood why she wasn’t as good as Yan Buqiu.

    Even when Yan Buqiu achieved immortality over a thousand years ago, becoming the only immortal in Lingzhou, she still didn’t understand.

    She was both angry and envious.

    All the demons in the mountain surrounded Yan Buqiu, their distance widening, so far that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t catch up.

    She didn’t know how to face that once weaker bamboo anymore.

    Now, she was no longer better than her in any way…

    So, she escaped to the human realm, telling herself to stop comparing.

    She traveled the human realm for a long time, perhaps five or six hundred years.

    She went to many places, performing good deeds like Yan Buqiu, patiently helping those in need.

    But she didn’t achieve immortality.

    So, eventually, she returned to Lingzhou.

    She had reached the age of Heavenly Tribulation, uncertain if she could survive it.

    And with the possibility of death looming, she had only one thought.

    Return to Lingzhou and see Yan Buqiu, perhaps it would be her last chance.

    When she returned, she saw that the people of Lingzhou had built a temple for the bamboo.

    They called her the Silver Bamboo Immortal.

    They worshipped her with sincere devotion.

    She heard them say that Lingzhou used to be plagued by demons, but ever since the Silver Bamboo Immortal appeared, there hadn’t been any incidents of demons harming humans for centuries.

    Even if there were occasional incidents, they were quickly resolved.

    As expected, Yan Buqiu was still meddling, just like before.

    Xiang Hanyu had thought she would be unhappy, resentful, seeing so many people worshipping that bamboo.

    But she actually felt…happy.

    Strange, how could she be happy that so many people adored that bamboo?

    It wouldn’t have been like this before.

    She hadn’t seen her for so long. As she left the human city and flew towards the mountains, she couldn’t help but wonder.

    Was Yan Buqiu, now an immortal, still as approachable as before?

    Having traveled for so long and still failing to achieve immortality, would Yan Buqiu laugh at her?

    Had Yan Buqiu ever thought of her during these past few centuries…?

    “Did she ever think of you?” Mu Tao couldn’t help but ask.

    “I don’t know,” Xiang Hanyu replied, a smile in her eyes. “I didn’t dare ask, afraid she would laugh at me.”

    She didn’t dare ask Yan Buqiu if she had ever thought of her.

    And she didn’t dare tell her that no matter where she went all these years, she couldn’t stop thinking about her.

    It was too ridiculous…

    Even more ridiculous was that before leaving the mountain, she had thought it was unnecessary for demons to have human names. Yan Buqiu always said names were important, but she dismissed it as the bamboo being influenced by humans.

    But after leaving, she gave herself a name.

    Compared to asking if Yan Buqiu had thought of her, compared to telling her she had always been on her mind, she couldn’t bring herself to tell Yan Buqiu her name.

    Mu Tao listened attentively, but Xiang Hanyu was lost in her memories.

    After waiting for a while, Mu Tao couldn’t help but ask, “Then what happened?”

    “Later…”

    Later, Xiang Hanyu faced her first Heavenly Tribulation at three thousand years old.

    The pain was excruciating, unlike anything she had ever experienced.

    Torrential rain and lightning, like needles, relentlessly struck her wounds.

    The wind howled, as if trying to tear her apart.

    She was just a small demon bird, not a powerful being. No matter how competitive she was, she would eventually die during the tribulation.

    It was so painful; maybe she should just give up…

    Mu Tao: “But you survived.”

    Xiang Hanyu: “Yes.”

    She survived.

    Just as she was about to give up, Yan Buqiu appeared before her.

    In Xiang Hanyu’s memory, Yan Buqiu was always frail and gentle, never assertive.

    She disliked that image; it wasn’t how a bird should be.

    But that day, Yan Buqiu stood before her, forming a hand seal in midair, a snow-white light illuminating the stormy night.

    Bolts of lightning struck her palm, one after another, as if trying to tear through her protective spiritual energy, but she stood firm, unyielding.

    Xiang Hanyu didn’t know how many bolts of lightning Yan Buqiu endured for her, just as her blurry vision couldn’t clearly see her figure in the rain that night.

    As the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, Yan Buqiu turned around, a weary smile on her face, and extended a hand covered in wounds.

    Xiang Hanyu stared at that hand for a long moment, then couldn’t help but ask, “Why?”

    She had never been kind to her, always competing with her, always trying to prove she was stronger.

    Even after returning, she hadn’t shown her any warmth…

    Yan Buqiu thought for a moment, then said softly, “You finally came back; I don’t want you to leave again.”

    After that, Xiang Hanyu thought for a long time.

    Finally, unable to hold back any longer, when Yan Buqiu came to tend to her injuries, she grabbed her sleeve.

    “Buqiu, I gave myself a name.”

    “What is it?”

    “Xiang Hanyu!”

    “It’s beautiful. Is there any meaning behind it?”

    Xiang Hanyu took a deep breath and said softly, “I heard humans say that Buqiu means ‘autumn’s end,’ which refers to bamboo…and Hanyu also refers to bamboo!”

    Her tone was earnest.

    Her heart had already been swayed, but she hadn’t dared to admit it.

    She could never see her own heart clearly.

    All those years of competition were just to prove her worth to Yan Buqiu.

    She didn’t need to be stronger.

    She could simply be…important to her.

    But she hadn’t dared to believe that before.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 45p2

    Chapter 45: “Master Having Me Is Enough!” p2

    After their meal, Li Yu and Mu Tao found a deserted corner, concealed themselves with a spell, summoned the crane, and flew towards the City of the Undying.

    Before they even reached the city, the scenery changed dramatically.

    A boundless sea of resentment, as red as blood, hung in the sky, blocking out the sunlight. Although it was still midday, the darkness resembled dusk.

    Yet, snow still fell.

    Tainted by the resentment, the snow was a pale red, silently blanketing the desolate land.

    As the resentment intensified, they finally saw the ruined city.

    As expected, an invisible force within the city was drawing in the resentment.

    —It wasn’t just spreading outwards; it was also swirling inwards.

    The city was no longer just a place of concentrated resentment.

    It had become a blood-red vortex, expelling some resentment while drawing in more from the surroundings.

    The vortex hovered above the city, like a giant, watchful eye.

    Li Yu felt the spiritual crane being affected by the resentment; they were too close to the vortex.

    For safety, she and Mu Tao landed and continued on foot, using the speed-enhancing technique.

    The snow on the ground was red. Li Yu had been reluctant to step on it, imagining blood staining her feet.

    Fortunately, it was just the color that had changed; the texture was the same as ordinary snow. She breathed a sigh of relief.

    Mu Tao clutched Li Yu’s wrist tightly, her head lowered, carefully watching her steps.

    Perhaps because of the previous incident where she lost her master despite holding onto her sleeve, Mu Tao now called out “Master” softly every few steps, making sure she wasn’t alone.

    Li Yu patiently responded each time.

    Actually, it wasn’t just patience; she was also afraid of being separated again. These constant confirmations reassured her.

    Mu Tao had a good memory; although she had only been here once, she still remembered the location of the altar.

    She guided Li Yu, and soon they reached the dilapidated gray stone altar.

    Li Yu froze.

    She saw the “night” and the “stars” again.

    As the cultivator had said, they weren’t in the sky but on the altar.

    The altar seemed hollowed out, only a thin outer layer of stone remaining, filled with darkness and stars.

    Like a still pool, they rested silently within the altar.

    The surrounding resentment, though kept at a distance, still swirled around them.

    The stone formation they had created earlier to amplify spiritual energy was now beneath the altar, its position changed.

    The pool of darkness and stars was its core.

    And it was amplifying the red vortex above the altar, expanding it to cover the entire city.

    “How could this be?!” Mu Tao gripped Li Yu’s wrist tightly, shock in her eyes. “Master, we destroyed this formation before we left!”

    “…”

    “Senior Brother said that if this formation remained and was used by evil forces, it would cause trouble!” Mu Tao’s voice was anxious, as if afraid of being blamed. “I remember clearly, we destroyed it before leaving. Even the little black bird knows!”

    “This isn’t a complex formation, just a modified version of a common amplification formation. If someone saw it and memorized the general layout, they could easily reconstruct it with a few tries.” Li Yu gently stroked Mu Tao’s hair. “You did what you could; there’s no need to blame yourselves if someone is using it for evil.”

    Mu Tao looked up at the sky worriedly and bit her lip, falling silent.

    “Although this formation isn’t difficult to construct, activating it requires considerable effort,” Li Yu said, falling into thought.

    Even with her spiritual energy, the formation had only lasted for a short time a few months ago.

    Now, with no one guarding it and no continuous infusion of spiritual energy, this small pool of unknown power was enough to keep it running; it must have been modified.

    If the black-robed figure possessed such abilities, why hide in the shadows, manipulating others?

    Wouldn’t it be faster to act himself?

    Like with this formation, if he had been willing to expend more energy, she shuddered to imagine the extent of the resentment’s spread.

    Was there a reason for his indirect approach? Did reviving the Heavenly Demon require specific steps?

    The more she thought about it, the more confused she became.

    She decided to stop overthinking it and focus on action.

    “Let’s break the formation first,” Li Yu said, walking to the edge of the formation and cautiously conjuring a faint light at her fingertip.

    The soft blue light floated towards a nearby stone.

    The moment it touched the formation, it vanished without a trace, like a drop of water in a river.

    So, it absorbed external spiritual energy.

    Mu Tao, also understanding the result of the test, looked at her worriedly. “Master, will breaking this formation harm you?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Good question, but she didn’t know the answer.

    Since she didn’t, she could only summon the system.

    【The system is here.】

    Then analyze this formation.

    How could she break it, and what would be the price?

    【This formation is a modified version of a modified version of a common spiritual energy amplification formation! Although the stellar energy on the altar is its core, it’s not its power source—it has been running on the resentment of the city, drawn in by that stellar energy!】

    【After two modifications, this formation can now absorb external power. To break it, the host needs to use a surge of powerful spiritual energy that it cannot instantly absorb, directly targeting the core in a single strike!】

    【Friendly reminder: A spell of this magnitude will definitely trigger Heavenly Tribulation. The host must first erect the barrier the system recommended yesterday!】

    That didn’t sound easy…

    She had thought this was just some residual power left behind by the black-robed figure, easily dealt with, but it turned out to be a rather complex formation.

    To break it, she needed to erect a barrier, which would consume a lot of her energy, and then use a powerful spell.

    After all that, would she still have the strength to retrieve the Upper Spirit Lamp?

    As Li Yu hesitated, a strange voice came from behind her.

    “Activating this formation isn’t easy, and neither is destroying it.”

    Li Yu frowned and turned around, looking towards the source of the voice.

    A woman in thin clothes sat on the crumbling wall.

    She held a handful of pale red snow, a faint smile on her face, her bare feet swaying gently along with her skirt.

    Her long, black hair was tied back with a simple bamboo twig.

    “Who are you?!” Mu Tao asked, her voice filled with suspicion.

    Li Yu hadn’t learned how to sense auras, but anyone who could appear here, in this place, and look so calm, couldn’t be ordinary.

    Could she be the black-robed figure?

    “Don’t look at me like that; I’m not a bad person. I’m here to help you.”

    The woman jumped down from the wall.

    Her movements were as light as a bird, her feet barely leaving a mark on the snow.

    “Exalted Immortal Li Yu, with the laws of heaven in place, using divine power in the human realm will surely harm you, won’t it?” She smiled. “I’m a demon, not bound by the laws of heaven. If you don’t mind, I’m happy to help you break this formation.”

    “You?” Li Yu frowned.

    What was going on?

    A random demon appearing, not only knowing her identity but also offering to help break the formation…

    This formation could absorb external power. Did this woman truly have the ability to break it?

    “If you doubt my abilities, why not let me try?” The woman took two steps closer, a playful smile on her face. “I’m right here before you; even if I have ulterior motives, what harm can I truly cause?”

    Li Yu asked in a low voice, “We are strangers, why are you so kind?”

    “Because I have…a favor to ask.”

    “What is it?”

    The woman hesitated, then lowered her gaze. “I want you to…save someone for me.”

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 45p1

    Chapter 45: “Master Having Me Is Enough!” p1

    As the man stared at her in surprise, Li Yu felt a wave of confusion and a twinge of awkwardness at not recognizing him.

    Clearly, Mu Tao remembered him, and he recognized them.

    But she couldn’t place his face.

    As Li Yu struggled to recall, the man approached their table and bowed respectfully.

    “Immortal!” he said, his face full of disbelief. “Didn’t you return to the immortal mountain? Why are you here?”

    The confusion in his eyes turned into delight. “Have you returned because you sensed something amiss in the City of the Undying and have come to help us?”

    Li Yu suddenly understood.

    The man looked to be in his thirties, wearing the light green robes of an imperial cultivator, indicating a rank of Sixth-rank or higher.

    The cultivators Zhao Xianchen brought with him were of this level.

    Although she couldn’t remember his face, it wasn’t difficult to guess that he was one of Zhao Xianchen’s subordinates.

    Feeling slightly guilty, Li Yu gave a noncommittal “mm.”

    Sensing something amiss in the human realm was true, but coming to save them…not necessarily.

    After all, the Upper Spirit Lamp, containing the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed, had been stolen. No matter what happened in the City of the Undying, preventing the Heavenly Demon’s revival took priority.

    She was just here to check on the situation; whether she had the time and energy to help remained to be seen.

    Seeing her confirmation, the cultivator was overjoyed. “Thank goodness you’re here! We didn’t know what to do! The City of the Undying is…”

    Li Yu: “Sit down and tell me everything.”

    The cultivator quickly sat down at the nearest table.

    Mu Tao, seeing him sit down, asked curiously, “So what happened in the City of the Undying? Everything was fine when we left.”

    “Yes, everything was fine when you left, but soon after, things went wrong!” The cultivator’s eyes were filled with confusion. “Just a few days after Lord Zhao returned to Yanyang, the City of the Undying suddenly…”

    He said that no one knew what had happened, only that the seal outside the city suddenly broke, and the accumulated resentment surged outwards.

    It tainted plants, corrupted spirits, and almost overnight, consumed over a dozen surrounding towns and villages.

    Upon hearing the news, Zhao Xianchen immediately sent someone to Lan City to inform the immortals, but it was too late.

    More accurately, it wasn’t just “too late”; it was far too late.

    The news traveled slowly, and the journey from Yanyang to Lan City was long.

    Despite the messenger’s best efforts, by the time he arrived, the immortals had already been at sea for six days, impossible to catch.

    Mu Tao: “Where’s Lord Zhao now?”

    This casual question made the cultivator’s expression darken.

    He lowered his gaze, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes.

    Li Yu had a bad feeling.

    He sighed and continued.

    After the incident, Zhao Xianchen brought everyone to the City of the Undying, rescuing as many survivors as possible and trying to contain the spread of resentment.

    Later, to investigate the cause of the seal’s breaking, he entered the city with a few others.

    The cultivator gripped his sword tightly. “But three days later, only two escaped, severely injured…”

    He said that with the formation within the City of the Undying destroyed, even with the heavy resentment, as long as they were prepared, Zhao Xianchen, with his cultivation, shouldn’t have been in any real danger.

    But according to the survivors, Zhao Xianchen was killed by a strange power.

    A power they had never seen before, emanating from the altar where the summoning formation had been. Zhao Xianchen didn’t even have time to react, instantly consumed.

    After that, the imperial court sent another official to take charge.

    For months, they had been stationed here, unable to return home, fighting against the resentment-corrupted beings and desperately trying to contain the spread of resentment.

    But no matter their efforts, no matter how many sacrificed themselves, they couldn’t stop it.

    There wasn’t much sadness in the cultivator’s voice, only exhaustion.

    Regardless of who had died, it had been months, and they were still struggling with this unresolved crisis, their own lives uncertain. There was no time for grief.

    Li Yu frowned, a mix of emotions swirling within her.

    She wasn’t close to Zhao Xianchen, but they had traveled together.

    Although she had thought she might never see him again, she never imagined hearing about his death in the City of the Undying.

    She wondered if she should tell Qin Yuan.

    Even though Qin Yuan had seemingly abandoned her mortal life upon joining Mount Chao Yao, hearing about the death of someone she knew, especially such an unnatural death, would still be difficult.

    No, this wasn’t the time for that; she had to understand what had happened in the City of the Undying.

    Li Yu asked, “What kind of power was it?”

    “The survivors said…they saw a starry sky…” The cultivator’s voice was uncertain. “Not in the heavens, but on the altar.”

    “That black-robed figure again!” Mu Tao frowned.

    “Black-robed figure?”

    “Three hundred years ago, that black-robed figure appeared in the City of the Undying. I can’t believe he’s still there!” Mu Tao looked at Li Yu. “Master, that power wasn’t there when we left. He must have done something after we left!”

    “…Mm.”

    Indeed, if that power had been there all along, they would have noticed.

    The black-robed figure wasn’t just a part of the past; he must have been hiding, waiting for them to leave before unleashing his power on the altar.

    It was this power that broke the seal.

    She had been curious about his motives.

    With the incredibly rare Heavenly Soul Yang Spirit right before him, he had simply instructed a wicked cultivator to use it for a formation.

    And when the core component disappeared, he didn’t seem to care, just used a different method, manipulating another desperate soul to become the new core.

    Even when they arrived and broke the formation, freeing the trapped souls, he didn’t interfere, only acting after they left.

    It seemed all he wanted was resentment.

    He wanted a lot of it, enough to fill the human realm.

    And when it did, he used the demons to steal the Upper Spirit Lamp from Mount Chao Yao.

    This guy must be trying to revive the Heavenly Demon.

    Was this in the original story?

    She had read the latter half; the Heavenly Demon never appeared.

    According to the setting, the Heavenly Demon was the most powerful demon in the world of Demon Bone. If it was revived, how could the little protagonist possibly unite the Three Realms with her demonic army?

    Had she stumbled upon a hidden storyline?

    Or did this character simply die in the part of the story she had completely forgotten?

    If it was the latter, then it wasn’t a problem.

    But if it was the former, the subsequent plot would deviate drastically from what she knew.

    Regardless of the black-robed figure’s situation, one thing was certain.

    To revive the Heavenly Demon, he needed a lot of resentment.

    The power he left behind in the City of the Undying might be even more potent than the original formation.

    If left unchecked, the resentment in the human realm would continue to grow, and even if she retrieved the Upper Spirit Lamp, with Mount Chao Yao’s weakened state, they might not be able to contain the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    Li Yu frowned and took a bite of food, lost in thought.

    She had initially planned to just assess the situation and deal with it after retrieving the Lamp.

    But now, seeing the growing impact on the human realm, delaying action might come at a greater cost.

    Ultimately, the resentment of the City of the Undying and the theft of the Upper Spirit Lamp both pointed to the revival of the Heavenly Demon.

    If she couldn’t even handle the power the black-robed figure left behind, how could she possibly retrieve the Lamp from him?

    She had to enter the City of the Undying.

    The cultivator was still speaking, his words filled with hope for the immortals’ help.

    Li Yu listened absently, then sighed and replied, “I will enter the city and investigate.”

    “Do you need any assistance, Immortal?” The cultivator was overjoyed. “I can report this to my superior immediately!”

    He took out a signal flare, about to light it.

    “No need!” Li Yu quickly stopped him. “This…isn’t necessary, don’t alert anyone…”

    “Don’t alert anyone!” Mu Tao repeated seriously, like a parrot.

    The cultivator froze, then sat back down and asked softly, “You don’t need any help, Immortal?”

    Who would refuse help if they could offer it?

    But this was clearly beyond the capabilities of human cultivators.

    Not to mention the restriction on using divine power in front of mortals, even if these human cultivators weren’t considered mortals by the heavens, their cultivation wasn’t enough to handle the power the black-robed figure left behind.

    Zhao Xianchen, a powerful cultivator in the human realm, hadn’t stood a chance.

    In that eerie place, she couldn’t guarantee the safety of anyone besides Mu Tao.

    The reason she was confident in protecting Mu Tao was because she was the protagonist, with the Demon Bone protecting her. The worst-case scenario was the seal on her Demon Bone breaking, but it wouldn’t be life-threatening.

    Li Yu: “I’ll go alone.”

    Seeing Mu Tao’s eyes widen in surprise, she quickly added, “My disciple…will be with me. That’s enough.”

    Mu Tao sat up straight and nodded at the cultivator. “Master having me is enough!”

    The cultivator opened his mouth but couldn’t say anything.

    Seeing him awkwardly sitting there, Li Yu told him to find another table and eat his meal.

    The man obediently moved, ate silently, and didn’t attempt to call for reinforcements, showing his absolute trust in the “immortal.”

    Li Yu sighed inwardly.

    She, as this “immortal,” was probably unreliable, but she would try her best.