A soft feeling kept coming from her face.
Luo Shuangyue knew very well what her little cheeks were coming into contact with, which made her feel a wave of shame.
Although I know I look very much like I’d inspire criminal thoughts right now, Xia Mo, at least exercise some restraint! You’re still injured!
After several minutes, Xia Mo, who had gotten her fill of hugging, finally let go of Luo Xiangyue.
By this time, someone had already quietly approached the two of them.
The silver Dragon Lady, holding her chin, crouched about ten meters away, observing the two of them with curious eyes.
A bit further away, Zheng was covering Xiaozi’s eyes with her Hand, seemingly not wanting this child who was like a blank sheet of paper to see this somewhat age-inappropriate scene.
“All of you, come over. Don’t be afraid, we’re all on the same side.” Luo Shuangyue waved her Hand at the three girls.
Zheng immediately brought Xiaozi over. Taya hesitated for a moment before slowly and hesitantly shuffling over.
Zheng also brought a piece of news to Luo Xiangyue, though it was unclear whether it was good or bad.
“Anxing is over there. She’s heavily injured. Should we bring her over too?” Zheng pointed toward a pitch-black swamp.
That place had originally been a vine-blocked area set up by Manzhu. Now, with Manzhu herself having turned into ash, those vines had also lost their source of power and quickly turned into this pile of stuff.
As for the person lying there half-dead?
Who else could it be but the unlucky Anxing.
“She’s actually still alive?”
Luo Shuangyue let out a soft cry and then quickly ran over, carrying back the unconscious Anxing.
Thud!
Casually tossing the still-unconscious Anxing onto the ground, Luo Shuangyue pressed her Hand against Anxing’s chest, investigating the physical condition of this Demon Emperor.
Xia Mo, her face pale, walked over as well, her gaze gloomily fixed on Luo Shuangyue’s Hand pressed against Anxing’s chest.
“How is she?” A few seconds later, Xia Mo shifted her gaze away from Luo Shuangyue’s unconscious little Hand.
Whatever, Luo Shuangyue probably didn’t do it on purpose.
“It’s terrible. Manzhu really went for the kill.” Luo Shuangyue’s brow furrowed slightly; she didn’t know whether she should feel lucky or sad right now.
Anxing was very, very heavily injured. Her body had been completely hollowed out, leaving only some Original Magic Power.
And this remaining Original Magic Power was in a state of chaos. This was likely Manzhu’s deliberate doing, intended to prevent Anxing from ever waking up.
“I’m wondering if I should just kill her and devour her Original Magic Power.”
Luo Shuangyue was no saint; she was a big villain.
“If you wanted to do that, you wouldn’t have waited until now.” How could Xia Mo not know what Luo Shuangyue was thinking?
If she really wanted to kill her, Luo Shuangyue would have ripped her heart out by now.
“….She ended up like this to protect me, and I also have some ideas I need to verify through her.”
After a moment of silence, Luo Shuangyue pulled her Hand back as if accepting her fate.
She still couldn’t bring herself to return kindness with ingratitude.
“Her Original Magic Power is very chaotic. I want to help her straighten out the Magic Power, and… separate the innate Evil Intent of a Demon from her Original Magic Power.” Luo Shuangyue voiced her thoughts.
She wanted to turn Anxing into a Demon like Zheng.
“Xia Mo, do you think an Anxing who is no longer a Demon would remember the things from the past?”
“You mean…”
“Yeah. Based on my observations these past few days, I can basically confirm that the Demons of this world have countless ties to our world. So, how could Anxing, who looks exactly like that Morning Star Mentor, just be Anxing?”
Looking at Anxing lying on the ground with a peaceful expression, a flash of indescribable emotion crossed Luo Shuangyue’s eyes.
“If she can remember the things from the past, would that count as her coming back to life?” Bringing a dead person back to life? Xia Mo’s pupils contracted slightly.
If such a thing could really be done, then wouldn’t it mean all the people who died could…
“Regardless, I support your decision.” Xia Mo shook her head forcefully, extinguishing that tiny sliver of hope that had risen in her heart, knowing it was impossible.
“Then let’s try it. It’s just a small extra effort.” Taking a deep breath, Luo Shuangyue made her decision.
However, before starting the work, she needed to adjust her state to avoid being unable to deal with the Evil Intent she separated.
This would take some time, and while taking advantage of this pre-work leisure, she could also pay attention to the strange change happening in the far-off Bifang.
Sanctuary… what on earth happened there?
“I have a feeling it won’t be anything good…”
Black and red chaos poured down like a deluge.
A silver-haired woman stood alone in the plaza at the center of the Sanctuary, meeting the gaze of the pair of blood-red eyes in the sky.
“Is this the limit of what you can do?” A faint voice was drowned out by the breeze, seemingly talking to herself, yet also like a soft whisper to an invisible friend.
The sludge-like black and red matter had already touched the Sanctuary’s Barrier.
At the same time, silver-white radiance surged, purifying those black and red impurities into wisps of green smoke.
But… there were too many of them.
The dark clouds condensed into the shape of a butterfly, flapping its wings and flying slowly through the sky.
The black and red sludge dripped bit by bit from the tips of its wings.
This was merely a greeting before the battle, yet it had already caused the Sanctuary’s Barrier to show signs of fatigue.
“How long can you stall me?” The butterfly’s eyes watched the woman on the ground who still hadn’t moved, flapping its wings as it lunged toward the Sanctuary Barrier that had troubled Demons for a long time.
In the next instant, the Sanctuary Barrier melted away silently, and another dazzling silver Light rose from the center of the Sanctuary.
It was a Silver Butterfly identical to the black and red one.
It gently flapped its wings and fluttered toward the black and red butterfly descending from the sky.
The movements of the two Butterflies seemed graceful and slow, yet in the next moment, they collided head-on in mid-air.
Then, the silver-white and black-red condensed into a giant Cocoon, resting quietly above the Sanctuary.
“Impatient, never changing.”
A white-haired Maiden holding a sword with her eyes closed was in a somewhat bad mood, seemingly dissatisfied with the development of certain events.
“I clearly sent the turning point you wanted right to your mouth. Why couldn’t you wait to see them before rushing so impatiently to seek death?”
“Our agreement—did you not remember any of it?”
Golden eyes opened slightly, leaking a hint of helpless loneliness.
Right, she remembers nothing.
The her over there is not the her she is familiar with. Her memory, her everything, is not on her body.
“So, why not just wait a little longer.”
The Maiden’s fingers gently brushed over the Long Sword in her arms, letting out a long sigh.
“In that case, wouldn’t you owe me even more?”
She gripped the sword in her Hand and casually slashed a pitch-black rift beside her. Then, she passed the sword into it.
As soon as the sword in her Hand left, the pitch-black monsters across the mountains and fields immediately began to riot.
In the next instant, a white tide swept through, suppressing the restless darkness once again.
But unlike before, this time a faint trace of fatigue finally appeared on the Maiden’s face.
“That place isn’t a good place. Why does everyone want to go there?”
“If only you were willing to stay and help me, how great would that be…”
Luo Shuangyue almost died.
Truly almost died.
Not because of a sneak attack by an enemy, not because she was seeking death, but because a sword fell from the sky.
A sword without a sheath, falling tip-first.
The tip was aimed right at her head.
Looking at this Long Sword stuck straight into the ground, which felt strangely familiar to her, Luo Shuangyue had many things she wanted to complain about, but didn’t know where to start.
In the end, a thousand words could only converge into one sentence.
“Mother, if you don’t like me, you really didn’t have to give birth to me.”
This sword that almost finished her off undoubtedly came from Luo Shuangyue’s biological mother.
That familiar appearance, that real floral scent, and that terrifying power that made Luo Shuangyue’s heart skip a beat all served as reminders of the sword’s true owner.
Unlike the ‘fake’ she created using the White Flower Hairpin, this sword was the real deal, even held in her Mother’s hand not long ago.
Luo Shuangyue raised her Hand, gently touching the hilt of the Long Sword with her fingertips, sensing a very warm and gentle aura.
And a sentence.
A very gentle sentence that left no room for resistance.
“If you don’t want to be a fatherless child, take the sword and save people.”
What?
Why am I about to be fatherless?
Luo Shuangyue looked at the sword on the ground, then looked toward the other side of the sky. A not-so-pleasant thought popped into her head.
For her Mother to send the sword at this time meant the situation had deteriorated to the point where Luo Shuangyue couldn’t solve it herself and could only rely on outside support.
And while Luo Shuangyue’s current strength couldn’t be called strong, she could still put up a fight against a normal Demon Emperor rank powerhouse.
So what was this sword for? It couldn’t be to help Luo Shuangyue bully weaklings, right?
“The Sanctuary is in trouble, and Mom sent the sword over… Damn it, the Holy Sovereign couldn’t possibly be my father, could she!”
“Shuangyue, swearing is wrong.” Xia Mo walked to Luo Shuangyue’s side and gently reminded her.
Especially in sentences involving parents, swearing is even more inappropriate.
“I know, but… sigh, what a mess this all is!” Luo Shuangyue stomped her foot in frustration.
At that moment, she suddenly felt a calling from deep within her consciousness.
It seemed Little Butterfly was calling her over.
These things are all happening at once, aren’t they!
Luo Shuangyue held her head and shouted, then let go of the sword, threw herself into Xia Mo’s arms, and dove her consciousness deep into her mind.
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