Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Muyunzhong:

I'm sorry, please forgive me for saying goodbye to you in this way, and please believe that I don't want to be the one who sacrifices his life. We all know what it means for us to return to Luoyang Mountain together, so I want to try whether we have another way out.

When I first came here, I often asked Suijiu a question, which was why me? Why did so many people not finish their stories, but I was the one who came in?

At that time, I only had complaints and tasks in my heart. I had to conquer you as the target of the task, complete the task, and return to the original world. At that time, I only had myself in my heart. To me, you were just characters created by my pen. Your actions and choices were all based on my settings for this story.

However, what I didn't expect was that in the process of changing you, you also changed me. It was you who made me understand that you are no longer the character I once wrote. It was not me who made you become Mu Yunzhong, but you chose to be Mu Yunzhong.

After leaving my pen and ink, you have become your real and full selves. This world opened up because of me, but it does not exist because of me.

On the day I escaped from Qinghuai City, I admit that everything was developing according to my imagination. However, the only thing I didn't expect was that the emotions supporting this plot had already made me unable to escape.

I am willing to stay in this world for you, so I try my best to keep you, just hoping that we can spend one more minute or one more second together. You may not understand the unit of second very well, but its time meaning is roughly the moment when my heart beats when I see you.

Off track again.

When I learned about what Cang Shuzi and his team had done for us, I knew that I had become a part of this story. The story that I once imagined has developed into real flesh and blood. As a creator, I am so lucky. So, it is not just you who has to go back, but me as well. I want to do my best to protect this story and the traces of your existence.

Mu Yunzhong, I know you can understand me, just like you didn't listen to me and leave in time, but chose to believe in their promise and cut off your own meridians to protect them.

We are all the same people.

It's just that I didn't understand until now that even after you turned over a new leaf and Wen Bumian disappeared from this world, new resistance would still emerge. Perhaps this world is a place where good and evil coexist. After the calm, there will still be huge waves. After the storm, there will be calm again. One rises while the other falls. It never stops.

If this world is destined to have a horrible existence, then why can't it be you?

Before, I always taught you to be kind and trust others, but if this trust will cost you your life, if everyone wants to kill you just because they are afraid of your existence, then accept their fear.

So what if you are an immortal or a demon? The one holding the sword can kill people or save people.

You have to become stronger to protect what you want to protect. Do you remember the cliff where you fell when you were fighting the demon? It was the cliff where I decided to live with you. There is actually a secret place there that may help you gain something.

Please forgive me for taking the lead. I have not given up on our possibility. I just hope I can find another way out. After reading these words, you can go anywhere, but don't return to Luoyang Mountain. Maybe you will hear many rumors, maybe someone will use us to lure you, but you have to know what is most important.

You know, what I want to see most is that you can live well.

I will also live and wait for you to come back.

The end of Muyun, the end of Muyun, the end of Muyun...

The words in front of him gradually disappeared, and the barrier in front of Mu Yunzhong had lost its magic power. However, the person in the room did not take a step forward. Instead, he half-knelt down weakly, and huge tears rolled down his scarlet eyes.

His back was shaking in pain and helplessness. The bright and soft morning light shone on his body but without a trace of warmth. His body was constantly exuding chills. When he raised his eyes, his originally jet-black eyes had turned into a bone-chilling dark blue.

The Yuxiao tree planted in the yard suddenly emitted a dazzling spiritual light, as if it were an excited living creature flying back and forth in the air, and finally stopped in front of Mu Yunzhong.

Outside Luoyang Mountain, the three major sects led hundreds of immortal families and surrounded the Sanyuan Sect. The sect disciples were killed or injured. Even Cang Shuzi, who had just experienced a great battle, knelt on the ground with wounds all over his body, lowered his head, and stood with his sword in his hand.

Lin Shuyu helped up the seriously injured Xing Mingzi, and both of them had tears in their eyes.

Almost every person lying here was picked up by Xing Mingzi, and every time they fell down it was like a sword stabbing Xing Mingzi's heart.

Perhaps the situation was too tragic, and Wei Tianqing of Jiuxiao Xian Pavilion gradually showed a look of pity between his brows, and said: "Master Cang, stubborn resistance will not end well for you. We are here for three things only, to kill Mu Yunzhong, destroy the "Dustless Art", and disband the Sanyuan Sect. As long as you do it, the Immortal Alliance can let the other people of the Sanyuan Sect go."

Gu Qingman, who failed to help Cang Shuzi up, was furious. He spat and covered his wounds, trying to stand up. He cursed: "You destroyed the sect and killed people. Now you tell us that you can let others go. You are just being hypocritical. Why bother with the show?"

Zhao Liyang's face changed. "You established your sect with evil methods, and now you are protecting the remnants of the demon sect. You deserve what you have done today."

"Do you deserve it?"

Mu Qingge stood up and questioned loudly.

"May I ask all the immortal sects, has there been a single person in the Sanyuan Sect who brought disaster to the common people because of the Sanyuan Jue since the sect was founded? Even Mu Yunzhong, the remnant of the Demon Sect you all call, has paid the price for his mistakes by abandoning his cultivation and severing his own meridians. If protecting fellow disciples is a sin, and speaking out about injustice is a sin, then what kind of sin is it for you who break your promise and destroy an entire sect in order to kill them all?"

Meng Ziyuan and Mo Shaoyang behind her also supported each other and stood up, saying sarcastically: "Mu Yun's original sin is to carry the Wuchen Pearl for life, but you slaughtered so many of my fellow disciples in Sanyuan Sect to destroy the pearl, which is a crime you deserve more than this original sin."

Mo Shaoyang seemed to have seen through everything, looking at those sword-riding people in the air fiercely, "I dare to ask you all a question, were your moves just now deadly, really just to disband the Sanyuan Sect and kill Mu Yunzhong alone? Or, are you trying so hard to destroy the Sanyuan Sect, in fact, for the treasures that the Sanyuan Sect obtained in the Wuji Abyss?"

Most of the disciples of Sanyuan Sect have not yet reached the Jindan stage. It would be easy to control them with the combined strength of hundreds of immortal sects, but they chose the most cruel way.

Mo Shaoyang revealed the thoughts of some people in the siege, and someone immediately stood up, "The Sanyuan Sect protects demons and hides demon magic. It is no longer a legitimate sect. Such an evil sect should not exist in the world. Today, the three major sects led us to destroy the magic beads and eliminate the demons. It is for the righteousness of the immortal sect. Don't use sweet words to deceive people and confuse right and wrong."

"What a reversal of right and wrong!"