Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Bai Wangshu has disappeared. According to the disciples of the academy, a dark shadow sneaked into the academy last night. That person is very powerful. Not only did he evade the guards of the academy, he also silenced the formation of the academy. He could enter and exit as if there was no one in the academy.

Cang Shuzi chased Bai Wangshu a hundred miles away from the academy, but could not find any trace of him.

There was no fighting, no casualties, and no clues. This matter became the business of Sanyuan Sect alone, while the remaining sects continued to prepare for the upcoming Immortal Gate Trial Conference.

How many people can enter Wujiyuan is what the major sects are most concerned about.

"Master? No news may be good news. At least it means that my uncle is fine now." Mu Qingge and Cang Shuzi had been searching outside the city for seven days, and comforted him.

Mu Yunzhong stood aside with Lin Shuyu and others and said nothing.

Cang Shuzi looked at the tired people, accepted Mu Qingge's comfort, and after letting out a sigh, he said, "I hope so."

There was no emotion in his voice, and only after he turned around and looked in the direction of Qinghuai City did he reveal a little anger. "The Trial Conference is approaching, and it's time to return to the city. I will take care of the matter of the Third Elder's disappearance, and you can prepare to enter the Wuji Abyss with peace of mind."

Cang Shuzi's voice came slowly, as if he had accepted Bai Wangshu's disappearance.

But Lin Shuyu stood up and said, "Uncle Master, I am only in the middle stage of Jindan, and I can't break through in a short time. It is hopeless to be among the top 100 immortals. Let me continue to look for Third Uncle Master."

Mo Shaoyu also said: "Disciple, I have learned a lot these days. All the cultivators who entered Wujiyuan in the past were in the stage of transformation. I should be hopeless. It is better to find Third Uncle as soon as possible to confirm her safety."

Lin Shuyu retorted: "No, after these days, I believe that all of you junior brothers have understood the true position of the Sanyuan Sect. The fact that the Xiandao Sect ignored the disappearance of the Third Uncle proves this point."

"Wujiyuan is a dangerous place, but also an opportunity for the sect. One more person entering Wujiyuan means one more opportunity. Junior Brother Shaoyu is in the late Jindan stage, so he has a better chance than me. Have you forgotten what Third Uncle said, that your biggest problem is your lack of confidence. As long as you overcome this, you will definitely achieve great success."

Because of his words, everyone thought of another "Bai Wangshu" at the same time.

Lin Shuyu smiled with relief and said, "But I'm different. Third Uncle said that my talent and potential are not in actual combat, so I have to stay."

He said these words seriously, and his words made everyone around him feel a kind of unspeakable power. The influence that Jiang Tingwan had brought to them also reached its peak at this moment.

Cang Shuzi's expression was complicated and gratified. He looked at the group of younger generations in front of him, and his eyes, which had been silent for many years, finally showed some warmth.

"I have sent a letter back to Sanyuan Sect. Someone will go to look for the Third Elder. You don't need to be distracted by this matter."

Having said this, he looked towards the city again and said in a deep voice: "Everyone in this world has his or her own place and things to go through, and the Third Elder is no exception... Since you are representing the Sanyuan Sect to participate in the trial meeting, you cannot be absent."

As Cang Shuzi spoke, his gaze once again turned towards the direction of the city. The people behind him exchanged glances, nodded solemnly, and responded in unison.

"Yes."

After the words fell, after everyone stood up, Cang Shuzi suddenly said:

"You go back first, Yun Zhong stays."

A look of vigilance immediately flashed across Mu Yunzhong's eyes. Could it be that he had discovered something?

He didn't take two steps forward until everyone left. He looked at Cang Shuzi with a bit of caution and asked tentatively, "Master, do you have something important to tell me?"

Cang Shuzi also looked at him, as if he was thinking about something, and finally said:

"These days, I've noticed that the Qi in your body is surging in a complicated way. I think it must be due to the influence of the Dustless Pearl. I brought you into the city to temper your Dao heart. But now the immortal way is in a turbulent time, and each sect has its own thoughts. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, you don't have to fight with all your strength at the trial meeting. Protecting the secret of the Dustless Pearl is protecting yourself."

Mu Yunzhong's pupils suddenly relaxed. He didn't expect that this was what Cang Shuzi wanted to say to him?

He didn't dare to think about whether Cang Shuzi was sincere or insincere in saying these words. Just like these past few days, he couldn't figure out how those fellow disciples who seemed so hideous in his impression had become someone else?

Mu Yunzhong's eyes began to blur, as if he was thinking about something that he had no memory of, but everyone was telling him that it had happened.

He subconsciously responded to Cang Shuzi's words, "If I slack off, wouldn't I be failing the master's teachings?"

Cang Shuzi looked at him deeply, and seemed to think of someone at that moment, and murmured in a low voice: "Perhaps compared to your achievements, someone hopes that you can live well."

His words were ambiguous, but Mu Yunzhong immediately understood something. It was something that everyone remembered but he alone had forgotten.

He forgot someone and forgot something.

Everyone remembered it, but he was the only one who forgot that person's existence.

Why on earth is this happening?

Every time he asked such a question, a sharp and harsh voice would sound in his mind, disturbing him.

He didn't get an answer, and his heart felt empty, yet it felt like something was grabbing it, making him feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't want to think about those memories, but there was an inexplicable thought telling him that Bai Wangshu could not be killed yet.

So much so that the sword that should have been inserted into her heart deviated to the least lethal part.

He looked at the man bound by chains opposite him with frustration, and could only attribute his behavior to a mistake.

In the already dark palace, the candles on the wall went out in an instant, and kneeling at his feet were the Three Corpse Sect members whom he finally saw.

Killing Bai Wangshu was the only way for him to prove his position to Qinglan, but just now, he refuted Qinglan's proposal.

Qing Lan, who was yelled at by him, quickly knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, calm down. Qing Lan just feels that this woman has tortured you for so many years. If you just imprison her here, wouldn't it be too easy for her?"

"Is she alive or dead? I have my own arrangements. I cannot allow you to tell me what to do."

The gloomy voice left no room for doubt. Qinglan also knew that saying more would only anger him, so he could only swallow the unfinished words. No matter what, it was best for him to return to his side now.

"Yes, I know I was wrong." Qing Lan lowered his head, hiding the unwillingness in his eyes, but his eyes glanced at the woman who was bound by chains opposite him.

Mu Yun finally looked at the fox demon in front of him, who seemed obedient on the surface but actually had ulterior motives, and a strong murderous intent flashed through his mind.

But he was controlled in just a moment. He had to truly take this position and control the power of the Three Corpses. Only in this way could he be truly safe. Before that, he still needed the help of this fox demon.

"All of you go down. I want to be alone for a while." He half leaned over and waved slightly at Qinglan and his group, signaling everyone to leave.

Seeing this, Qinglan could only retreat with the people behind him.

It was not until they all left that he closed his eyes slightly, gently stroking a ring on his fingertips, reminding himself not to think about those things anymore, and not to think about who the person was that had appeared in Bai Wangshu's body.

Right now, he had to break through to the lower heaven level as soon as possible. In this world, he was the only one he could trust. He was the only one he could trust. Only himself.

Since the Dustless Pearl is in his body, he should cherish this God-given opportunity even more.

The noisy sound gradually faded away, and Bai Wangshu opened her eyes in a daze. The continuous blood loss for several days made her face as pale as a ghost.

Mu Yun finally attacked her by surprise and used her Yu Xiao to pierce through her body. She thought she was dead, but she didn't expect that she would be able to open her eyes.

The sea of ​​her heart was unusually quiet, and she no longer had enough spiritual power to go into her sea of ​​her heart to see what was going on with Jiang Tingwan.

At this moment, listening to their voices, she even had difficulty raising her head to see what her good disciple looked like.