Chapter 11: Ruthlessness of the Five Poisons—Part 10

Ti Ying looked at this refined yet cold youth.

Setting aside the strangeness of his appearance, the prowess required for the separation of the primordial spirit was extraordinary. Was this her cheap senior brother, whom she knew? He had so many ghosts following him, yet they were not all his secrets, were they?

Ti Ying became angry all of a sudden.

She didn’t care about burying the corpses; she rushed over to kill Wuzhi. But did he really need her help?

Ti Ying turned and walked away.

In the vast, deep forest, a fierce and terrifying demon roared, yet a young girl could just leave… Even Jiang Xuehe, who was as calm as a mountain, was somewhat surprised.

At his moment of surprise, his spellcasting was affected, and he screamed hysterically in pain, “Ah—”

Protected by the Five Poisons Forest’s Locking Ghost Formation, he was trapped here for eternity but would not die here. Wuzhi wasn’t afraid of Jiang Xuehe at first, but this Jiang Xuehe was unexpectedly formidable, having cultivated his primodial spirit…

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Graceful figure, fluttering hood… Ugh, annoying!

But if she didn’t help, with her senior brother fighting so well, wouldn’t he take all the credit for killing Wuzhi alone?

That wouldn’t be right.

An anomaly occurred at this moment—

The mountains shook, the ground trembled, and trees and rocks flew.

Unstable spiritual energy spread from one direction of the Five Poisons Forest to all directions, and Wuzhi suddenly found that the demonic energy around him was rapidly dissipating.

Ti Ying couldn’t stand steadily.

As she was about to crash into the nearby mountain wall, the young man in black flew over, grabbed her waist, and pulled the girl with her upper body leaning back into his arms.

His hand stroked the back of her head, protecting her delicate little brain from being smashed by rocks and bleeding.

As the primordial spirit returned to his body, Jiang Xuehe’s hood brushed low, and he leaned closer, saying, “You…”

Ti Ying grabbed his hand anxiously and said, “Ah, ah, ah, ah—”

She wanted to point at Wuzhi, wanting to emphasize that the priority now was to kill the demon. But in this critical moment, her mind went blank, and she couldn’t even remember the demon’s name. She stomped in frustration, and Jiang Xuehe didn’t expect his little junior sister, lying in his arms, to jump around like this.

The two figures swayed and plummeted downward.

Ti Ying panicked and held onto her senior brother. “Waaah—”

In the midst of the earth-shattering crash, Ti Ying heard the youth’s hoarse voice helplessly say, “Be good.”

—

The anomaly in the mountains and forests came from Chen Da.

Chen Da dug out twenty-eight copper coins, each seeming to symbolize a constellation locking a formation.

When the last copper coin was dug out, he heard nothing.

The world fell into silence.

The wild forest fell into desolation.

Chen Da looked up at the dim stars and the moon in the sky.

He held the copper coins in his hand, bewildered: Digging out the copper coins, does it mean the formation cannot be broken?

He lowered his head, looked at the copper coins covered in dirt in his hand, and chuckled weakly.

Forget it; dreaming to change fate is just a fool’s errand…

“Boom—”

A powerful hurricane-like airflow rushed out from the grave where the copper coins were dug out, sweeping across the surroundings.

The entire mountain trembled.

Chen Da was knocked to the ground, seeing the sky and earth spinning and vegetation in chaos—his formation breaking took effect!!

Ecstatic, he got up from the ground. Regardless of whether the monsters in the forest could hear him or not, he ran while waving his arms and shouting madly:

“Wuzhi, flee! Escape quickly—”

—

As the Locking Ghost Formation broke, after the fight with Jiang Xuehe, Wuzhi’s demonic power drastically decreased. The formation that had both trapped and assisted him disappeared, and he was the first to sense it.

He attempted to use his demonic body to touch the invisible shackles between heaven and earth. This time, there was no force to send him back into the forest, and he breathed in the air outside the Five Poisons Forest.

Freedom seemed within reach, but Wuzhi, who had been immersed in the game of the Ghost Bride, was bewildered.

Vaguely, he heard the echoing calls throughout the Five Poisons Forest, “Wuzhi, flee, flee!”

At this moment, Jiang Xuehe landed while holding Ti Ying.

Wuzhi hesitated for a moment, transformed into a stream of light, and rushed towards the sky, flying out of the Five Poisons Forest.

The mountains still shook, and the senior brother and sister fell to the ground. Ti Ying staggered and stumbled, and just as she moved away from Jiang Xuehe, she fell back to his side.

Jiang Xuehe noticed the large bloodstain on Ti Ying’s abdomen.

He was startled.

While Ti Ying was busy looking at the demon, her chin was lifted by Jiang Xuehe.

Through the hood, Jiang Xuehe’s gaze fell on her pale face. “Who hurt you?”

Ti Ying frowned. “Hmph!”

She swatted away his hand, intending to chase after the escaping demon. However, because of the intense shaking of the mountain, she grabbed his hand again.

What was the rush with her?

Ti Ying said, “Demon, demon, demon… idiot, the demon ran away!”

The little junior sister could only hum. Even when asked how she got injured, she didn’t give a proper answer. Amidst the lamenting and angry cries of his little junior sister, Jiang Xuehe found himself getting a headache because of her antics.

Jiang Xuehe grabbed Ti Ying’s hand and soared into the night sky with her.

—

Wuzhi didn’t run far.

One of the conditions for the breaking of the Locking Ghost Formation was its weakened demonic power.

Jiang Xuehe was highly skilled, and although his junior sister was not as skilled, she had learned a variety of spells and charms, including tracking spells.

Wuzhi had barely left the Five Poisons Forest when a green light slashed towards him from behind. He spat out blood and fell to the ground.

Jiang Xuehe led Ti Ying down from the sky.

Jiang Xuehe was concerned about the blood on Ti Ying and kept holding her hand tightly.

Ti Ying’s attention was on the demon. Although her senior brother’s hands were rough, her former master’s hands were also rough. She was already accustomed to being led by someone.

Wuzhi turned around, looking at the two with shock and anger.

Wuzhi said, “You are just here for the trial. I’ve already left the Five Poisons Forest. If you leave, the Yujing sect will consider it your victory. Why do you need to exterminate me?”

Jiang Xuehe replied, “You are Wuzhi.”

Wuzhi controlled impure ghosts, allowing impure ghosts to grow and posing great harm to the mortal world.

Wuzhi exclaimed, “It was the Yujing sect that locked me here, turning me into Wuzhi. The Yujing sect’s female disciples deceived my feelings; I am the victim…”

His face twisted in anger, and at the end of his strength, his entire body began to distort, revealing a form similar to that of a snake, and he charged towards the senior brother and sister.

Jiang Xuehe countered with his spell, interrupting his complaints. “Do you remember why the Yujing sect sealed you?”

Wuzhi, suspended in mid-air, was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Xuehe continued, “Ancient texts record that Wuzhi, when it cries, brings terror to the village. You were born to bring disaster.”

Ti Ying was stunned to hear this and quickly rummaged through the jade token in her arms to check the information about demons provided by Yujing sect.

The jade token didn’t mention this, did it? How did he know? Was he really knowledgeable? Annoying!

Jiang Xuehe said, “But you are unwilling to stay away from human settlements. Perhaps for a long time, you didn’t bring disaster to others, but five years ago, there was a severe drought, and crops failed.”

Ti Ying frantically flipped through the jade token, struggling to read and understand—so tiring!

Jiang Xuehe continued gently, “The drought was not your fault, but when you saw the local people suffering from drought, you brought rain. However, due to your insufficient cultivation, a rainstorm turned into a flood, causing thousands of deaths that year.

“This area is blessed by the Yujing sect. When calamities occur due to the actions of powerful demons, the Yujing sect naturally seeks to capture you.”

The green light around Jiang Xuehe flickered, and the killing intent rose again.

Wuzhi, as if awakened by a blow to the head, froze upon hearing the old stories from before he became Wuzhi being exposed. His resentment stopped. Weak demonic power prevented him from erupting for too long, and he reverted to his human form.

Wuzhi murmured, “…I don’t remember, I don’t remember… I was deceived by the female disciples of the Yujing sect…”

Seeing the demon about to lose control again, Jiang Xuehe’s hood fluttered. “There are people who were killed because of you, and they told me directly about what you did.”

Jiang Xuehe’s tone was both gentle and cruel. “I was entrusted by them to come and kill you.”

Wuzhi looked at him in confusion. “I don’t remember…”

Jiang Xuehe frowned slightly.

Ti Ying, who was flipping through the jade token, suddenly looked up.

She remembered the countless resentful spirits and ghosts following him… Oh no.

But Ti Ying stomped her foot.

She watched as Wuzhi lost his will to live, sitting foolishly on the ground, waiting to be killed by Jiang Xuehe, and she was almost driven mad with impatience.

She, she, she was supposed to be the great hero who killed Wuzhi…

If her senior brother became the hero, Yujing sect would only remember him and forget about her, the insignificant lackey.

But what should Ti Ying do?

Compete with her annoying senior brother?

She now doubted, could she even win…

Ti Ying was conflicted and distressed when a breathless, sorrowful male voice struggled to catch up, “Wait, wait… Immortals, wait a moment.”

Ti Ying and Jiang Xuehe turned around to see Chen Da, covered in dust and sweat, struggling to make it out of the Five Poisons Forest.

Chen Da hugged the bewildered Wuzhi and said sorrowfully, “Immortals, wait, wait for me to have a word with my old friend!

“It was me who deliberately broke the formation and released him. I wanted him to live, but I also know that you powerful people will never let him live… I just hope he dies outside, not in the Five Poisons Forest.

“Wuzhi, Wuzhi, do you remember me? I’m the little shepherd—the little hunter you watched grow up!

“The Yujing sect has made you neither alive nor dead. You only remember the immortal female disciple who killed you; you only remember the resentments.

“You once said that life and death are unpredictable, and we should cherish the present. You don’t want to stay in the demon realm; you want to live as a human and be with us… If you don’t want to stay in the demon realm, how can you be sealed in the Five Poisons Forest for a lifetime?

“I want to give you freedom… even if it’s freedom in death!”

As the evening breeze blew gently, a middle-aged man holding a giant demon, his eyes red, bowed and trembled, looking ugly, grotesque, and mad.

The weakened demon stared at him blankly, trying hard to remember, but all the memories he had as Wuzhi were constructed from hatred.

His long life seemed like a distant dream. He remembered every frown and smile of the immortal woman who deceived him and the cold indifference of the woman on their wedding night, but he didn’t remember what kind of demon he was or what kind of life he had before those events.

The immortal disciple who wanted to kill him said he had killed a thousand people, and this Chen Da who always sneaked up the mountain said he had a friend?

Who was he really?

Jiang Xuehe stood silently, his hood fluttering and his tall figure like jade.

Amidst the sorrowful silence, Ti Ying looked around and suddenly spoke up, “Wuzhi must die.”

Jiang Xuehe glanced at her: Did his junior sister remember the name of the demon?

Ti Ying stood tall, “I have a spell that purifies demons and ghosts. Isn’t Wuzhi created from impurities and resentment? I can purify him—after purification, he should regain his memory, right?”

Her former sect had a “Vast Dream Spell.” With four chapters, it controlled ghosts, purified souls, resurrected the dead, and communicated with the heavens and the earth.

She used this spell to summon spirits.

Because of this spell, she was hunted by scoundrels.

Ti Ying didn’t like learning this spell, and she wasn’t good at it either. But for the first time in her life, Ti Ying felt that she had learned a spell that she wasn’t very skilled at, as if it could solve her current dilemma—

The girl, dirty and soaked in blood, took a step forward and pointed at Wuzhi, “I can try to purify you and help you regain your memory. But you have to die by my hand, are you willing?”

Ti Ying looked provocatively at Jiang Xuehe, afraid that he would steal the credit, “I am the one they need most right now. Brother Jiang Xue, is that okay?”

Jiang Xuehe thought to himself: Who is Brother Jiang Xue?

His junior sister didn’t remember his name, did she?

Ti Ying thought her idea was so brilliant—killing two birds with one stone.

But to her surprise, when Chen Da heard her words, he hesitated and shook his head with a bitter smile, “There’s no need… It wouldn’t make any sense. I want my friend to depart cleanly. Our old feelings shouldn’t bind him like that woman who deceived him.”

As Chen Da spoke, he stood up wearily, tears in his eyes, and stepped back reluctantly, casting one last sorrowful glance at the demon.

Ti Ying was unwilling, “But…”

Suddenly, Jiang Xuehe said, “Little Ying, come here.”

His wristband fluttered lightly as he gestured towards Chen Da and the demon, “Chen Da is the true Wuzhi.”

Time froze at his words.