This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 195 - 192: Emotions Remain Unchanged

Chapter 195: Chapter 192: Emotions Remain Unchanged

"Do you not wish to return to a world without me?" Liang Yi looked down at his junior sister who lay like Sleeping Beauty, and murmured softly.

He said he had thought of a solution, but in reality, it was all still up to fate. He had indeed resolved to risk his life with that sword strike, and entrusting his junior sister to Wan Tinggui was done with the thought that if their master couldn’t make it in time, they could use Wan Tinggui’s status as the Saintess of the Devouring Spirit Sect to buy some time.

Even if he were to be defeated in an instant, Wan Tinggui’s status could still briefly hold off the Sect Hierarch of the Devouring Spirit Sect until their master arrived.

However, embarrassing as it was, it seemed the Goddess of Fortune had once again favored him, preventing his death.

One wishing to die but failing, the other believing their comrade dead and choosing to shut off her heart, unwilling to face reality.

"Senior Gu, is there a way to awaken my junior sister now? Is there a way to convey the information that I’m not dead to her?" Liang Yi turned and asked.

Since he hadn’t died, there was no reason for his junior sister to keep her heart closed.

"This... I’m afraid that’s not possible. This idea, Elder Wen and I have certainly considered it, but our abilities are indeed insufficient to do so." Gu Qingniu and Wen Xiang exchanged glances, both showing signs of difficulty. Such a simple concept was not lost on them.

"Why is that?" Liang Yi frowned deeply, simply transmitting a message into the heart should not be difficult, should it?

"The heart is like a door; if it’s normally closed, by knocking on it, we naturally can communicate with the person inside," Gu Qingniu said, looking admiringly at Su Youyi lying flat on the bed.

"But your junior sister... she didn’t even leave a door behind. She sealed it up tight, like a seamless wall with no place to knock. Using violence to force a breakthrough is theoretically possible, but it would cause irreversible damage to your junior sister’s heart."

Gu Qingniu and Wen Xiang, having seen cultivators who refused to accept reality and closed off their hearts, had never encountered someone like Su Youyi who had not left even a single crack open.

"If this goes on for a long time, prolonged self-imposed isolation can easily lead to psychological issues; either the mind becomes distorted or the consciousness dissolves in the prolonged enclosure," Wen Xiang added from the side.

With the combined efforts of him and Gu Qingniu, Su Youyi’s physical injuries were truly insignificant, and with the help of the unique necklace around her neck, she was healed in less than two days. However, injuries involving the heart are much harder to heal with conventional methods, which is why they were so troubled, their hair falling out in clumps.

"Is it a matter of explode or perish?" Liang Yi bit his lip, looking affectionately at his junior sister. Why was she so foolish?

In other words, if his junior sister continued to close off her heart, either she would develop a twisted mind, possibly becoming a murderous demoness like in her past life, or her spirit would collapse, dissipating into nothingness, leaving only an empty shell.

"Where’s my master? He must have a way!" Liang Yi suddenly realized. If it required alchemy and medicine to heal, his master might not be the best, but when it came to cultivation-related problems, his master was undoubtedly the best in the world.

"Banished Immortal, from the day you were brought in, he has not returned since he left. However, that young girl from the Chu Family has been coming here every day with a little half-demon. It’s about time for her to arrive," Gu Qingniu recalled, propping his head up; he truly hadn’t seen the Banished Immortal since that day.

Just as Wan Tinggui and Yue Bai were mentioned, Wan Tinggui walked in with a basket of flowers, spotting Liang Yi at first glance, sitting by the bed holding Su Youyi’s right hand.

"My benefactor, have you awakened?" Wan Tinggui’s face showed joy as she handed the basket to a maid nearby, asking Liang Yi in surprise.

"Wah! Master, I was so worried about you, I thought you were going to die!" Yue Bai, following behind Wan Tinggui, cried out and plunged into Liang Yi’s arms. When she came with sister Wan, seeing the two masters lying on the bed, she truly thought they were about to die.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry. Aren’t I alive and well?" Seeing the little red fox weeping and sobbing in his arms, Liang Yi felt somewhat embarrassed. They hadn’t expected so much to happen; it was really a close call from death.

"I’ve just awakened not long ago; you’ve worked hard these last few days, thank you!" After comforting the little fox, Liang Yi then looked up at Wan Tinggui and expressed his thanks.

After all, Wan Tinggui had taken considerable care of them during these few days. Based on what Senior Gu had said, she had been bringing Yue Bai here every day. It was only right for him to express his gratitude.

At this moment, he also discerned that something was off with the relationship between the Saintess of the Devouring Spirit Sect and the sect itself, but as for what exactly was amiss, he truly had no capacity to delve into it at the moment.

Gu Qingniu smacked his lips, looking at Liang Yi who was under misunderstanding; he just didn’t have the heart to tell him that the Miss of the Chu Family had been there to look after Fairy Su all along, and she had never once entered that room over there.

It was Liang Yi who had misunderstood.

"You don’t need to thank me, I did it all for Little Sister Su, but she’s still sleeping and hasn’t woken up..." Wan Tinggui felt somewhat dejected; her budding relationship with Su Youyi was forcibly interrupted just as it began, and she had hoped that Liang Yi’s awakening might improve the situation, only to find it didn’t.

So those emotional acts of love reviving the dead spoken of in tales are all deceiving—men really can’t be relied upon.

When it comes to mastery of Divine Soul and mind, the Vermilion Bird Envoy from their sect should have the most say, but unfortunately, after being severely injured by a punch from Emperor Zhou of the Immortal Dynasty, she had no idea where she had been taken by her father, who only had eyes for benefits.

He felt that allowing his daughter to stay by Liang Yi’s side would potentially benefit the Devouring Spirit Sect in the future; that’s why he turned a blind eye to her little schemes. If at that time he felt that his daughter was hindering his grand plans for expanding the Devouring Spirit Sect, Wan Tinggui had no doubt that the man would not hesitate to kill her, just like he did her mother.

"Why such a long face?" A gentle voice suddenly appeared, and a large hand was placed on Liang Yi’s head, giving it a couple of pats.

"Master!?" Liang Yi turned his head in delighted surprise upon hearing this familiar voice.

Seeing Chen Hua’s calm and composed face, Liang Yi felt a sense of security welling up from the depths of his heart, as if he found solid backing.

"Master, it’s all my fault Sister has become like this. Before we descended the mountain, you instructed me to take good care of Sister, but now..." Liang Yi lowered his head, holding it in his hands as his voice trembled. Anyone could hear the self-reproach and guilt in it.

The little fox tightly clutched Liang Yi’s sleeve, its tail anxiously swinging back and forth behind it, wanting to offer consolation but not knowing where to begin, looking like it was about to cry again.

The emotions Liang Yi had managed to control before his master’s arrival now naturally erupted. It was like an instinctual bodily reaction, relaxing involuntarily with the presence of a comforting support, indifferent to others seeing his vulnerability.

At this time, Wan Tinggui first glanced at the person whom even her prideful father was unwilling to confront directly, then her gaze shifted from Su Youyi to the young man in white by the bed. It was only at this moment that she remembered, according to the information, this young man was merely a teenager of eighteen or nineteen—yet even two years younger than her.

"It’s wonderful to have someone to rely on," Wan Tinggui thought with unconcealed envy in her heart.

Chen Hua couldn’t help but chuckle silently. His eldest disciple, who was usually so proud, only revealed such an expression when something happened to Su Youyi.

Liking someone does not change; it only deepens with the passage of time.

What can change is not liking and even less love.

His disciple failed to recognize the feelings buried in his heart ten years ago, but now, amidst misfortune turning into a blessing, he has at last become a bit wiser.

"Don’t panic, your teacher is here!"

"Master, are you injured?" Liang Yi noticed a few drops of blood on Chen Hua’s green garment.

"Silly disciple, how could it be your teacher who is injured? The blood on one’s own clothes is surely someone else’s." Chen Hua gave a silent chuckle; this time, he had a small skirmish with that ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man was also very cunning, knowing that he couldn’t beat him and choosing to flee at the expense of taking a strike from him. Those bloodstains were from that moment.

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