Chapter 85: You Can Only Like Me (11)
Although Song Jin’yue and Jiang Zhiyan lived in the same courtyard, it was no different from living alone. Jiang Zhiyan, in secluded cultivation, hadn’t left her room once.
“Sigh,” Song Jin’yue sighed, looking at the wooden puppet. Her spiritual energy was no longer restricted, she could chat with anyone, and people could come find her. She had been so strictly controlled before, now that she was suddenly free, she felt a bit strange.
Song Jin’yue looked at the closed door. If it weren’t for the occasional fluctuations of spiritual energy, she would have suspected Jiang Zhiyan had died inside.
Actually, Jiang Zhiyan had gone out in the middle of the night, but Song Jin’yue didn’t know.
Jiang Zhiyan didn’t have any ulterior motives; she simply didn’t want to interact with Song Jin’yue. After all, her life was already difficult enough, and having to listen to unpleasant words would be too pitiful.
She could ignore other people’s words, but it was difficult to ignore Xie Liaoyi’s, even if the other personality wasn’t lucid right now.
Although she was usually very calm, it was still difficult to face everything rationally at all times.
And after experiencing a lucid Xie Liaoyi in the previous world, she couldn’t help but have higher expectations for the “her” she encountered later.
What if…
Jiang Zhiyan knew she was being stubborn, but she couldn’t help it, she couldn’t control her thoughts, after all, the moment she tried not to think about it, she was already thinking about it.
She opened her eyes and sensed the flow of spiritual energy within her body.
Late Golden Core.
This cultivation speed was like riding a rocket. After forming a contract with the Demonic Sword, she should be able to directly form her Nascent Soul. She wanted to take advantage of the heavenly tribulation to sharpen the three swords. She estimated that her tribulation wouldn’t be small, although it couldn’t completely mask the auras of the three swords, it would be enough to divert attention.
Jiang Zhiyan tapped her thigh lightly, a plan already forming in her mind.
[Bei: Did you get it? Do you need my people to help you?]
Jiang Zhiyan narrowed her eyes, looking at the message from the Northern Demon King, and frowned. His way of asking made it sound like he was trying to set her up.
[Jiang Zhiyan: Almost, don’t act rashly, and don’t rush me, do you think the forbidden grounds of the Myriad Swords Sect are that easy to enter?]
[Bei: I know.]
Jiang Zhiyan heard the sound of sword practice outside and got up to go out.
Hearing the sound, Song Jin’yue turned around, both surprised and alarmed: “Are you done with your secluded cultivation? You’ve already reached late Golden Core? Isn’t your cultivation speed too fast?”
“There’s no problem,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Jin’yue, the ink stain on her face had faded slightly.
Seeing Jiang Zhiyan staring at her face, Song Jin’yue took a step back, feeling a bit embarrassed.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Looking at the ink stain.”
Song Jin’yue: …
“Didn’t you say we were going somewhere after you came out?”
“Mm,” Jiang Zhiyan responded, looking at Song Jin’yue.
She felt that her next actions might worsen their already ambiguous relationship, but there was no other way, only absolute strength could keep Song Jin’yue by her side.
“Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll know when we get there.”
After several months, Song Jin’yue finally left the courtyard. She looked around and followed Jiang Zhiyan.
This time, other people could see her. After greeting Jiang Zhiyan, they would look at Song Jin’yue with unfriendly gazes, but she didn’t care, few people in the Myriad Swords Sect liked her.
The two left the Myriad Swords Sect, and Jiang Zhiyan took out her flying artifact.
“Aren’t we using the teleportation array?” Song Jin’yue sat on the soft cushion, examining Jiang Zhiyan’s flying artifact, mentally calculating its cost. The number was too large, she couldn’t calculate it, and she lowered her head.
Song Jin’yue hadn’t been to many places, and it was even more difficult to discern their surroundings in the sky, until she saw the distinct reddish-black dividing line.
“We’re going to the Demon Realm?” Song Jin’yue ran back from the deck. “Why are we going to the Demon Realm?”
“I have some business there,” Jiang Zhiyan said, seeing that they were almost there, she put away the artifact, wrapped her arm around Song Jin’yue’s waist, and flew directly into the Demon Realm.
Song Jin’yue sensed that Jiang Zhiyan’s actions were unusual.
“What are you doing? Calm down,” Song Jin’yue grabbed Jiang Zhiyan’s arm.
Jiang Zhiyan kissed Song Jin’yue’s forehead, and Song Jin’yue’s body stiffened for a second.
She was looking for an open space not too close and not too far from the border, which wasn’t difficult to find in the Demon Realm.
“Give me your sword.”
“Oh,” Song Jin’yue was stunned for a second. “Are you going to sharpen it? Isn’t it too dangerous to sharpen it in the Demon Realm?”
Jiang Zhiyan didn’t speak, and Song Jin’yue looked at her uneasily.
After arriving at the location, Jiang Zhiyan put Song Jin’yue down and layered several formations on her to ensure she wouldn’t be injured by the upcoming heavenly tribulation.
“Jiang Zhiyan…”
“I like you,” Jiang Zhiyan interrupted Song Jin’yue.
She originally wanted to say something more, but looking into Song Jin’yue’s eyes, she felt it was unnecessary.
She took out the Demonic Sword and formed a contract with it.
Song Jin’yue stared at the sword, shrouded in demonic aura, her eyes wide, thinking about the recent events surrounding the Demonic Sword, her mind in a mess.
Other people might need various procedures to fall into demonic cultivation, but for Jiang Zhiyan, all she needed was to form a contract with the Demonic Sword. After the contract was formed, she quickly put away the sword and concealed its aura.
As the connection between Jiang Zhiyan and the Demonic Sword was established, demonic aura surged into her body, she felt her meridians transforming, and at the same time, her cultivation level soared, reaching a breakthrough point.
Jiang Zhiyan endured the excruciating pain and started sharpening the swords.
Falling into demonic cultivation and breaking through at the same time was very dangerous.
Jiang Zhiyan’s heavenly tribulation was spectacular. Large, dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking out the sun. She gritted her teeth and quickly sharpened the three swords. Amidst the dark clouds, rays of light tried to break through.
The System watched Jiang Zhiyan multitasking and checked her body’s data.
Although as a system, it couldn’t feel pain, judging by the numbers, it was a miracle that Jiang Zhiyan hadn’t fainted.
“Something’s not right, even falling into demonic cultivation shouldn’t be this painful,” Jiang Zhiyan said, half-kneeling on the ground and looking up at the sky. It wasn’t her first time falling into demonic cultivation, although it was a different book, the process was usually similar. “And this heavenly tribulation… isn’t it a bit too much?”
The area covered by the tribulation clouds seemed even larger than that of a Spirit Severing tribulation, golden lightning brewing within the clouds.
Before Jiang Zhiyan could react, a bolt of lightning, thicker than a tree trunk, struck down, instantly engulfing her.
Many people had wanted to come and investigate, but seeing the heavenly tribulation, most of them gave up, such a powerful tribulation, they might be accidentally injured.
Song Jin’yue looked up in shock, wanting to say something, but several artifacts fell down, protecting her.
She pressed against the barrier, trying to find Jiang Zhiyan, but she couldn’t see anything clearly.
It was too bright, temporarily blinding her, and Song Jin’yue closed her eyes.
She wanted to contact someone to protect Jiang Zhiyan, but Jiang Zhiyan had just fallen into demonic cultivation, even if someone came to protect her, she wouldn’t be able to escape the tribulation.
Jiang Zhiyan gritted her teeth, her bones felt like they were being shattered and reassembled, she faintly smelled roasted meat.
There were nine bolts of lightning in total. Jiang Zhiyan stuck her sword into the ground and moved a distance south.
However, this makeshift lightning rod was useless, the lightning continued to chase her, as if trying to kill her.
She sighed softly.
She stopped trying to cut corners and endured the nine bolts of lightning.
She definitely wouldn’t die, it was just a bit tiring and painful.
Jiang Zhiyan lay on the ground, a strange concept appearing in her mind.
“Descendant of an Ancient God.”
But besides this, there was nothing else.
However, it explained, to some extent, the strange phenomena surrounding Jiang Zhiyan.
Without waiting for Jiang Zhiyan to speak, the System went to investigate.
Jiang Zhiyan took a few pills she had prepared in advance, adjusted her condition, and stumbled towards Song Jin’yue.
As soon as the barrier was lifted, Song Jin’yue rushed over and supported her: “Why did you fall into demonic cultivation?”
Her voice was hoarse, looking at Jiang Zhiyan, she really couldn’t understand, Jiang Zhiyan had such a good life in the cultivation world, why did she choose the path of demonic cultivation?
“Ask Wei Jingqian for help, ask him to come pick you up,” Jiang Zhiyan said, dropping Spring’s Birth on the ground and looking at Song Jin’yue.
“What? Aren’t you coming back?”
Jiang Zhiyan struck Song Jin’yue’s chest with her palm, and Song Jin’yue fell to her knees, coughing up blood, she looked at Jiang Zhiyan.
“I’m not going back, you’re free,” Jiang Zhiyan whispered.
She added silently in her heart: For now.
Song Jin’yue grabbed Jiang Zhiyan’s sleeve, clutching her chest, and swallowed the blood: “Why aren’t you taking me with you?”
“Because you’re too weak,” Jiang Zhiyan looked into her eyes. “And, didn’t you want to stay away from me?”
“I only admit to the first point,” Song Jin’yue coughed twice. She understood Jiang Zhiyan’s intention in striking her, but she hadn’t used much force. “Aren’t you going to hit me again? Wasn’t that too light?”
“I’m very weak right now.” She could have used more force, but there was no need.
Jiang Zhiyan removed Song Jin’yue’s hand and turned to leave, but she only left Song Jin’yue’s line of sight, she was still watching from elsewhere, only leaving after confirming that people from the cultivation world had arrived and taken Song Jin’yue away.
“Host, I don’t understand.”
“She stayed with me for so long, if she didn’t do something to distance herself from me, she wouldn’t be able to survive,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “I didn’t clean up the formations in my courtyard completely, and there are still traces of the restriction on her meridians.”
The entire Myriad Swords Sect knew that the original owner hated Song Jin’yue, so it would be normal for Jiang Zhiyan to want to kill her, no one would suspect anything.
During her breakthrough, many Spirit Severing cultivators’ divine senses came to investigate, but probably because she was only at Nascent Soul, they didn’t interfere. Cultivators above Spirit Severing rarely did anything openly.
If they wanted to kill or capture her, they would do it discreetly, like now.
Jiang Zhiyan kept moving, rapidly absorbing the surrounding demonic aura to heal her injuries.
“Host, I found some information, it’s a hidden setting. In the original outline, you were supposed to be the final boss, but because the book wasn’t doing well, the author dropped it. Although your bloodline wasn’t activated in the main text, the setting was retained, but many details weren’t fleshed out… normally, there should be some inherited memories,” the System explained. “Now that it’s activated, I don’t know if the world consciousness can fix the bug itself.”
Jiang Zhiyan narrowed her eyes and used several props on herself. Her communication jade was flashing frantically, clearly, the news of her falling into demonic cultivation had spread. She glanced at it, applied a bit of force, and the jade shattered, scattering on the reddish-black ground.
She left the mirror in a corner, placed a few paper figures with her aura on them, and sent a message to the Northern Demon King.
“Did you sense the mirror? Go get it yourself, I’ll be in seclusion for a while.”
The Northern Demon King, lying on the soft couch, opened his eyes and turned into a red streak, flying south, just in time to run into the Wei family members who were chasing Jiang Zhiyan.
Their eyes met.
The Northern Demon King, seeing them, wasn’t surprised at all: I knew it!
The Wei family elder didn’t plan on fighting the Northern Demon King, his gaze landing on the mirror not far away, he directly attacked, trying to snatch it, and called for reinforcements from the border.
“Jiang Zhiyan! Well done!” The Northern Demon King took out his whip.
Jiang Zhiyan heard the Northern Demon King’s voice, her expression unchanged, she continued to fly towards the depths of the Demon Realm, she remembered the male lead having a fortuitous encounter here.
The male lead probably wouldn’t fall into demonic cultivation now, she would take all the fortuitous encounters after falling into demonic cultivation for herself.
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