The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 567: A Narrow Path for Enemies, Meeting Yan Luo

Chapter 567: A Narrow Path for Enemies, Meeting Yan Luo

Angered and furious, Xuan Jingmo’s incomplete spirit trembled, growing even weaker. Nanli had anticipated this reaction. Despite her own anger, her expression remained indifferent. She noted this grudge for future reference.

Zhi Mi gritted her teeth. "Is Penglai Island really a sect for cultivators? Why are they always doing such despicable things!"

Although he hated Xuan Yinyue for various reasons, he couldn’t overlook the facts: the deaths of their master and Chong Jiu. If the formation had not been broken, the brother-sister duo would have ended up together, living happily. However, because of Penglai Island, not only had they suffered, but the entire Xuanyue Temple would face disaster!

Xuan Jingmo cast a deep look at Nanli and said, "Princess, this remnant of my spirit has been with you for some time, and I know many things about you. However, due to the laws of heaven, I cannot disclose them. A thousand years ago, I divined that there would be a great calamity at Limitless Palace. The command token of Xuanyue Temple you hold should be given to your fourth brother; he will advance further with it."

"My fourth brother?" Nanli raised an eyebrow. "Could it be that my fourth brother is your carefully selected successor?" She hoped he didn’t have some embarrassing title.

Xuan Jingmo smiled mysteriously. "I once used a strand of my spirit for divination and glimpsed some things regarding fate. Regardless, once the item is delivered, he will have his own opportunities."

Nanli murmured, "I thought you wanted me to storm Limitless Palace, take over as the master, and abolish the rule against marriage for the disciples."

"Princess, your own fate cannot be constrained by the mere Limitless Palace." Xuan Jingmo shifted the topic. "Though it is the will of heaven, my junior sister has caused trouble and committed sins; I must share in her debt."

"Senior brother, no!" Xuan Yinyue’s face tightened as she shook her head anxiously.

"Junior sister, my spirit is incomplete; I cannot remain in this world for long. Let me accompany you one last time to gather firewood," Xuan Jingmo said.

Xuan Yinyue pressed her lips together, fighting back tears, but her eyes were already swollen from crying. After a moment of silent sorrow, she nodded. "Senior brother, please."

She raised her sword, the blade gleaming brightly.

Without further words, Xuan Jingmo’s remnant spirit flew toward the Dragon Spring Sword. In an instant, Xuan Yinyue’s eyes turned crimson. The black mist from the Dragon Spring Sword surged, completely engulfing Xuan Jingmo’s spirit, causing the evil aura to intensify.

She slowly stood, glancing at the Dragon Spring Sword, her sadness vanishing from her face. Her wedding dress fluttered in the wind as she looked up to the sky. "Princess, I’ll be right back."

Nanli warned, "You’re only at the mid-level of the Golden Core; are you sure you won’t get killed in return? Should I give you some talismans for protection?"

"No need," Xuan Yinyue replied. "I’m quite skilled at gathering firewood in the Golden Core stage." Moreover, with her senior brother’s spirit assisting her, she was determined to take revenge on Penglai Island for the blood debts incurred!

The Dragon Spring Sword soared into the air.

Xuan Yinyue leaped after it, and soon both she and the sword vanished from sight.

The forest fell silent, with only the gentle sound of the wind.

Nanli looked around at the bodies, her heart heavy with sorrow. After a moment of silence, she drew a talisman and reattached the heads to the corpses.

To her surprise, she found ten coffins arranged in the cluttered storage room behind Xuanyue Temple.

Counting the numbers, she realized Zhixi was missing.

"Where’s Zhixi?" If he had died elsewhere, she would have to carry him back for burial.

A young Taoist replied, "Senior brother Zhixi just took the villagers down the mountain for safety."

Nanli paused briefly and then glanced at Qing Xu. She sighed, "Now I understand."

It seemed Qing Xu had foreseen the deadlock, ultimately sacrificing his own soul to earn mercy from the heavens. Perhaps because of this, although Zhi Mi and the others had perished, if Xuan Yinyue could retrieve the lotus seeds, their lives would soon take an extraordinary turn.

Once a teacher, forever a father.

Qing Xu, you truly exerted great effort.

He voluntarily sacrificed himself, while Chong Jiu had committed too many sins, thus attracting heavenly retribution. Nevertheless, she would still bring him back for burial, fulfilling his wish for Chong Ba’s soul.

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On the other side, Yan Luo felt pleased thinking about the imminent beheading of the Xuanyue Temple cultivators. She soared through the air on her sword, humming a little tune.

"Brother Zhong, what do you think Chu Nanli’s expression will be when she sees them all dead?" Yan Luo chuckled. "She’ll probably be sobbing over the headless corpses, right?"

Zhong Cheng replied, "Definitely, especially since Qing Xu raised her."

Yan Luo paused for a moment. "Now I really want to go back and take a look."

"Fourth Miss, you must not be reckless. You just said that the Firewood Cutter has a violent temper and has turned into a Demon Cultivator. If we go back to watch the fun, it will be easy for her to discover us, and then we’ll be in danger," Zhong Cheng quickly warned.

"Hmph, no guts!" Yan Luo pouted, clearly dissatisfied.

Zhong Cheng still felt apprehensive. "Fourth Miss, could it be that she’ll kill her way back to the Immortal World?"

"What’s there to fear? Even if she retains her strength from back then, with the Celestial Sovereign’s formation in place, she won’t be able to break through the Immortal Sect or enter through the formation," Yan Luo replied confidently, approaching the Immortal World’s barrier.

The two exchanged glances and accelerated their speed.

Upon reaching a suitable distance, Yan Luo took out the artifact to open the barrier.

The artifact created a gap in the barrier, which remained open as the two of them flew inside.

After entering, Yan Luo turned to retrieve the artifact.

However, at that moment, a red figure shot in quickly, arriving before them.

"This is a good item; I’ll take it."

The red figure paused for a moment, spotting the artifact that held the barrier open, and reached out to grab it.

It was Xuan Yinyue, who had just zoomed in, thinking of how to enter. She hadn’t expected to encounter these two.

If she could seize this artifact, it would make her escape much easier.

"Impudent!" Yan Luo shouted in anger upon seeing her, immediately unleashing a surge of spiritual power to reclaim the artifact.

However, their strengths were vastly different.

Xuan Yinyue merely unleashed a blade of sword intent, sending the two of them flying apart, causing them to cough up blood from their chests.

"Was it you who spoke earlier?" she glared at Yan Luo.

Yan Luo was taken aback, recognizing this as the Firewood Cutter she had released earlier, leaving her paralyzed with fear.

She swallowed hard and stammered, "N-no... it wasn’t me."

Seeing her cower like a mouse made Xuan Yinyue despise her even more. "I take what I want; you have no right to speak."

"Yes, whatever the senior said..."

Before Yan Luo could finish, Xuan Yinyue merged her fingers and drew another blade of sword intent, targeting their necks.

In mid-air, two heads severed from their bodies and fell.

Their bodies and swords followed suit.

"Such an irritating sight," Xuan Yinyue remarked before not wasting any more time and directly flew towards Penglai Island.

At this moment, Penglai Island was reconfiguring its barrier due to a previous invasion, and Yan Buxiu was personally redeploying the formation.

Many disciples were on guard duty.

A disciple commented, "The island master is truly thorough; it’s almost a checkpoint every five steps and a watch every ten. Is it really necessary?"