As the elite disciple could not withstand the soul-piercing agony, a transparent consciousness was peeled from his being.
The elite disciple’s eyes immediately went blank and vacant, his form becoming like carved wood.
A voice, like a warbler singing amidst green willows, yet marred by an exasperated and foul tone, echoed through the air: “Hateful woman, it truly is you!”
Clad in a brocade robe that accentuated a tall, slender physique, with intricate raised needlework hidden in the hems and cuffs, he possessed a graceful and captivating presence.
His long, unbound black hair was loosely tied with a snow-white silk ribbon. As he descended through the mist-laden, humid air, his snow-white, alluring face was enough to shame all beauty and cast countless blossoms into shadow.
Setting aside his mouth, he was indeed as beautiful as a painting.
Indeed, this hidden observer was none other than the persistently lurking Nine-Tailed Wei Li.
Seeing the person forced out, Gu Junshi slowly withdrew her hand.
Her expression was placid, treating him as if he were a mere object. She asked in a low voice, “What just happened… did you see it?”
Her illusionary arts should not be able to deceive the Nine-Tails, whose cultivation was a realm higher than hers. However, whether he had overheard the content of her discussion with Gu Er…
She wondered what villains in romance novels usually did when their schemes were witnessed by others.
Ah, murder to silence them.
“Hateful woman, did you possess that…” The Nine-Tails, who had never paid much attention to that mortal wife, skipped the name directly. He drifted forward, bending at the waist to approach her, and sneered with malice, “The Heavenly Spiritual Root’s wife?”
What is possession?
Unlike returning to life by borrowing a corpse, it typically involves seizing a living person’s body, consuming their soul, and taking it over completely.
This is generally a heinous act committed by demonic path cultivators.
Therefore, in the Nine-Tails’ mind, she was such a heinous criminal?
Oh, she was.
Gu Junshi raised an eyebrow and said, “I have not.”
For the fox about to be silenced, she felt no need to deceive him.
“Then where did she go, when did you make the switch, did you kill her?” Wei Li did not believe her. Under a barrage of questions, his fox ears straightened from his temples, his alluring fox eyes widening in disbelief: “You intend to impersonate the Heavenly Spiritual Root’s wife like this and stay with him day and night, you… don’t you have any self-respect?”
Listening to him, who seemed intent on persuading a fallen woman to return to the right path, Gu Junshi paused. Her deep, well-like eyes quietly scrutinized his pupils, as if trying to penetrate his innermost being.
It seemed he had not discovered that she and “Gu Yi” were the same person, or rather, he dared not believe she was “Gu Yi.”
If that was the case, there was no need to silence him in a hurry.
After all, if it was not necessary, this Carp Fox was still somewhat useful to her.
She directly ignored his string of nonsense and asked him, “Why did you follow me?”
Wei Li felt a chill wrap around his neck. If he had transformed into his fox form, his fur would have stood on end. However, this killing intent vanished in an instant, making him suspect it was merely an illusion.
He inwardly seethed, but outwardly, his seductive fox eyes narrowed, and he said charmingly, “If you can come, why can’t I?”
He had long anticipated that she would follow, but he had not expected her to be the Heavenly Spiritual Root’s “wife,” following so openly.
Damn it, she was playing him!
Was the Heavenly Spiritual Root blind and foolish?
He couldn’t even recognize that his wife had been replaced?!
He had controlled this elite disciple not long ago. He didn’t know if, before his awakening, the two of them… when she was impersonating the Heavenly Spiritual Root’s wife, had she given in to beastly desires and done such and such with the Heavenly Spiritual Root…
A burning anger suddenly surged in his chest, reddening his eyes.
He would not let her have her way.
Seeing his uncooperative and obstinate attitude, given his current strength while possessing another’s body, she saw no need to indulge him.
A cold hand reached out and pressed onto the head of the dazed and soulless elite disciple. Wei Li felt a chill on his forehead. He was now sharing senses with the elite disciple. He spun and glared, shouting, “What are you doing?!”
Her response was cold: “Noisy.”
Sensing danger, Wei Li trembled in shock: “You dare! Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell the Heavenly Spiritual Root and expose you as a fake?”
Gu Junshi stated calmly, “No matter what you say, he will not believe it.”
Because she was, in fact, the real one.
However, she did not like being threatened. She had originally intended to let him off, but now, she had changed her mind—
However, just as she was about to act, she suddenly sensed an unusual and terrifying aura in the air.
Remembering something, she looked up abruptly.
She saw the celestial clouds and dense fog torn apart by sword intent. The peach-colored demonic miasma above the cliff also dispersed in layers, and a colossal spiritual sword, blindingly bright, appeared in the sky.
The Zhan Ye Sword Art was complete!
At this moment, she heard another hoarse, terrified cry.
“Sister—”
She frowned instinctively, her thoughts turning, and immediately abandoned the Nine-Tails, rushing over in an instant.
At this time, Liu Jiang Fusheng was floating in mid-air. “Jade Marrow” had healed all his injuries, except for his mangled arm, which was tragically crushed, bone and flesh exposed. His spiritual energy was now immense, the wind rustling and swirling around him. His brows were stern and cold, presenting the appearance of a lofty immortal from a jade terrace beneath the moon.
Just as his strike, “Zhan Ye,” was about to fall, Gu Junshi silently appeared behind him the next moment.
Upon approaching, Gu Junshi sensed the abnormality in him. His current state was not right; his soul was unstable, and his consciousness was chaotic.
In such a situation, could it be… he was about to recover his memories?
Gu Junshi’s eyes darkened.
Now was not the best time for him to recover his memories.
She also could not let him remember everything at this moment.
Therefore, with a flash, she appeared before him and pressed a finger to his glabella, the ancestor’s acupoint. A dark hexagram array appeared, reinforcing the original seal.
Liu Jiang Fusheng’s eyes flickered for a moment, and the next second, he lost consciousness. However, the sword formation beneath his feet continued to spin, and the imposing Zhan Ye Sword above clearly could not be stopped, even though Liu Jiang Fusheng had now fainted.
The great Zhan Ye Sword continued its diligent descent towards Gu Er.
“Sister—”
“Silence!”
Gu Junshi’s face was stern. She shot forward, intercepting Gu Er, and simultaneously, a vast, dark abyss erupted around her. Heaven and earth sensing grew dim and somber. Crackling golden chains shot out from the abyss, and from within the dark mist, a pair of massive, lightning-entwined ox horns emerged.
An incomparably powerful, violent force howled forth. The people of the Da Yan Sect, unable to see the situation clearly due to the demonic miasma, felt as if their throats were being choked, filled with extreme dread.
The colossal ghoul, whose full form could not be discerned, gradually awakened from the darkness. It towered as high as the clouds, its peak unseen. With a single reach, heaven and earth shifted, winds and clouds surged, and it firmly caught the unstoppable Zhan Ye Sword.