213: Yun Xuanxuan

Ye Hao nodded with a smile, "Indeed, the two of us are from the Heavenly Tribulation Continent."

He and Li Pingan already had no favorable impression of the Chusheng Sect Disciples' cold-hearted behavior of betraying their fellow members earlier.

Their intervention this time was merely because they couldn't stand the sight of the Yao Race wantonly slaughtering Cultivators.

Zhao Xu nodded heavily, his expression earnest:

"I see. This Junior will remember today's kindness in my heart. If Senior has any orders in the future, just send word to the Chusheng Sect, and this Junior will certainly go through fire and water!"

Seeing his serious expression, Ye Hao gave an extra word of warning:

"Your injuries are severe; a damaged spine is no small matter. You should return to your Sect as soon as possible to heal properly.

That Demoness is cunning and possesses a decent cultivation base. With your current state, if you encounter her again, your entire group will surely be wiped out."

A hint of bitterness appeared on Zhao Xu's face: "The Sect mission is not yet complete. We still have to make a trip to the nearby Bishui Village; we really cannot afford any delay."

Seeing this, Ye Hao said no more. Giving a warning was already the height of benevolence:

"In that case, be extra careful."

With that, he and Li Pingan tapped the ground with their toes, rising with the wind and turning into two streaks of light that disappeared into the horizon.

Since they had mistaken the person before, it was naturally time to set off again for the first Demon Suppressing Tower to witness the rumored Demon-Slaying Trial.

After the two left, Zhao Xu endured the intense pain, looked at the dozen or so Junior Brothers behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Four of you stay to clean up the mess; the rest, head to Bishui Village immediately to complete the Sect mission!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!" the Disciples responded in unison... On the other side, deep in the vast desert, a canyon lay across the landscape, with wild winds howling through, kicking up clouds of dust and sand.

At the entrance of the canyon, a disheveled figure suddenly appeared; it was the half-human, half-bird who had narrowly escaped from Li Pingan's hands.

The Demoness, Yun Xuanxuan.

As soon as she steadied herself, she couldn't help but cough violently, spitting a mouthful of bright red blood onto the yellow sand, leaving behind stark spots of dark red.

Her pair of originally smooth green-feathered wings were now messy with falling feathers, and her right wing hung slightly low, clearly indicating she was seriously injured.

"Sister Yun, you're injured?"

Several figures immediately came forward from within the canyon, all of whom were Half-human, Half-demon beings.

Some had curved horns on their foreheads, some had arms covered in fine scales, and others had sharp claws at their fingertips; all looked worried as they crowded around Yun Xuanxuan.

Yun Xuanxuan waved her still-mobile left wing and said softly:

"Bad luck! I ran into two meddling beasts who ruined my plans."

She looked toward Bishui Village, her face showing a look of shame.

"It's just a pity for Bishui Village; in the end, it cannot escape this calamity."

Hearing this, the demons all showed expressions of anger, their claws clenching with a cracking sound:

"The world is truly blind!"

"It would be better if the Yao Race just attacked."

While being supported by the demons toward the depths of the canyon, Yun Xuanxuan suppressed the churning blood in her body and asked softly:

"Where is Sister Fang? Why didn't I see her when I came back?"

A Demoness with snake-scaled arms stammered:

"Sister Fang... she is inside receiving a guest."

"Receiving a guest?" Yun Xuanxuan's brow furrowed slightly, her eyes narrowed, and her tone suddenly turned a few degrees colder,

"Is it that Demon Fox again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, an extremely charming voice came from the depths of the canyon, soft and melodious, so tender it seemed it could drip water.

It seemed to carry a natural allure.

"One moment it's 'Demon Fox' this, the next it's 'Fox Demon' that. Young Miss Yun, your tongue is getting more and more unforgiving. Do you dislike this humble one that much?"

Yun Xuanxuan looked up and saw a woman dressed in a purple gauze dress standing by a flat boulder deep in the canyon.

She had a graceful figure with exquisite curves, and her jet-black hair was loosely pinned up, revealing a slender, fair neck.

The curves of her chest were even more spectacular, enough to captivate countless men.

Even just standing there quietly, she exuded a soul-hooking charm.

"What are you doing here again? I recall I already gave you a clear answer."

Yun Xuanxuan's expression was grave, her tone carrying an unhidden rejection.

Purple Sandalwood moved with lotus-like steps, slowly walking toward her.

Her slit purple gauze dress swayed with her steps, revealing glimpses of her jade-white legs between the folds, overflowing with charm.

"Why must Young Miss Yun be so hostile toward me?"

She parted her red lips, her voice still soft and charming. "Isn't it those self-proclaimed Righteous Path human Cultivators who turned you into this state—neither human nor demon?"

These words were like a needle, piercing right into the demons' sore spot.

A flash of chilling killing intent instantly crossed Yun Xuanxuan's eyes, and the other demons in the cave also clenched their claws, their bodies surging with hostility.

Purple Sandalwood ignored them and continued:

"It seems Young Miss Yun was seriously injured this time.

You 'fish that escaped the net' from the Demon Suppressing Tower, do you really think that with this little ability, you can challenge the Chusheng Sect?"

Her tone was soft and charming, yet every word was heart-piercing.

"If it weren't for our intervention, you would still be trapped in that dark, sunless Demon Suppressing Tower, unable to live and unable to die."

Yun Xuanxuan took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions churning in her heart.

"I never expected to overthrow the Chusheng Sect on my own. I only hope that for every person I kill, I can avenge myself a bit more."

Purple Sandalwood nodded, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.

"I can understand Young Miss Yun's thoughts. After all, with this appearance, you'll be rejected as an outlier wherever you go. Rather than lingering on in such a state, it's better to fight a grand battle and seek a quick end."

She paused, her gaze slowly sweeping over the demons in the canyon.

"But... is Young Miss Yun truly content? Do you really not hate those Cultivators who forced you into this situation? Are you truly willing to watch more and more people fall to the same fate as you?"

As her voice fell, spiritual light suddenly flickered behind Purple Sandalwood, and seven fluffy fox tails swayed out, tracing eerie arcs in the dim canyon.

Yun Xuanxuan was about to retort, but she was stunned to find that the churning blood in her body was gradually calming, and a wave of warmth was coming from her broken bones and tendons.

It was this Demon Fox secretly helping her heal.

Even so, she still shook her head, her attitude firm.

"This is my own grudge and has nothing to do with your Yao Race. If I were to join you, how could I have the face to see my Father and Mother in the Nine Springs hereafter?"

Purple Sandalwood was not annoyed by this; instead, she teased playfully:

"In the words of your Human Race, is this called being 'stubborn as a mule' or 'incapable of change'?"

"Forget it,"

she waved her hand, "I am merely pointing out a broader path for you. Whether you choose it or not is ultimately up to you."

Having said that, she raised a slender jade finger and gently touched Yun Xuanxuan's delicate face, her fingertip cold.

"It's just a pity for such a beautiful face,"

she sighed softly, her tone full of regret.

"If your Father and Mother were to see their daughter turned into this state, I wonder how heartbroken they would be."

"You!"

Yun Xuanxuan's pupils instantly constricted, the spiritual power around her body fluctuated violently, and her killing intent suddenly surged.

Purple Sandalwood withdrew her hand nonchalantly, smiling brightly:

"Helping you heal was just a casual gesture. The more fiercely you fight the Chusheng Sect, the happier I am to watch."

She turned and walked toward the canyon exit, her fox tails swaying gently as her voice drifted back.

"I hope that when I come again next time, Young Miss Yun will have changed her mind."