Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

"Ji Wushuang" was very sure that she was half a corpse, but what about the people around her?

Ji Wushuang secretly glanced at the little figure beside him, and finally couldn't help himself and stretched out his finger to probe the tip of his nose, which earned him a speechless look back from the little figure: "What are you doing?"

Ji Wushuang showed no signs of being caught, and simply said, "Oh, I thought we landed in this godforsaken place, but you remained so calm, so I wondered if you were a corpse like me?"

I am not.

【Then what are you? 】

【…】

【Why are you silent again? 】

【…】

"We're the only two living things here. If you don't speak, I'll seem noisy..."

【There are no living things.】

【what? 】

Xiao Zhuyan raised his eyes, his pupils as dark as the midnight sky, reflecting Ji Wushuang's appearance directly, tattered and broken. He said coldly: [Do you think we are alive?]

Ji Wushuang smiled and said, "It seems that it is not the case."

Zhu Yan said coldly: [This is the Nether Sea, you would have died long ago.]

【Then why wasn't I absorbed by the Nether Sea? 】

[Because to enter the Underworld Sea you must be in the state of falling stars, and right now you are just a dirty, rotten body. To put it bluntly, you are a foreign object, a monster. If you enter the Underworld Sea, you will pollute it, and it will not want you.]

Ji Wushuang nodded in understanding: [What about you?]

he?

He was naturally just like her, a "monster" who was not tolerated by the Underworld Sea and was despised by heaven and earth.

But "Ji Wushuang" didn't seem to notice his pain, and laughed to himself: [So you are also a little monster? ]

Zhu Yan: [……]

Ji Wushuang placed his hand on Zhu Yan's head again, [Hahaha, that's great, we're a big monster and a little monster.]

Zhu Yan slapped Ji Wushuang's hand away and took two steps back, "Don't touch me casually."

Ji Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, but instead of letting go of her hand, he pinched and rubbed Zhu Yan's little face, "I didn't expect that despite your small stature, you have such a big temper."

I don’t know if it’s because she just became a corpse, but the palm of “Ji Wushuang” is warm. When her hand pinched Zhu Yan’s jaw hard, that warmth could be slowly transferred to his body.

And "Ji Wushuang" felt the "chill" that permeated his soul for the first time.

It is not the chill, nor the biting cold, but a coolness that does not belong to living beings, not to life.

It seems to be able to penetrate the soul, memory and cognition, and strike at the deepest fear in people's hearts.

Zhu Yan lowered his eyes and didn't look at Ji Wushuang. He just said coldly: [Are you scared? If you are, let me go...]

But "Ji Wushuang" was silent for only a moment, then reached out and gently held Zhu Yan's hand, "If you're not afraid of me in this state, I'm certainly not afraid of you."

Zhu Yan frowned, clenched his hands at his sides, and said softly: [It's different, you just look scary, but I...] is real, tangible death and fear.

During the years that Zhu Yan was "alive", he had encountered creatures like "Ji Wushuang". They came to the shores of the Nether Sea by accident and discovered his peculiarity.

Either they die or he dies.

And he has survived until now...naturally he is the winner.

Those who tried to devour him in order to escape from the Nether Sea eventually turned into dust in the Nether Sea.

Zhu Yan looked at Ji Wushuang calmly, the corners of his lips curling up slightly. "But I... am different. I am the only way for you to leave the Nether Sea. As long as you consume my power, you will be able to sink into and cross the Nether Sea. Then you can return to the cycle of life and return to the right path."

Ji Wushuang blinked in surprise, even straightening his head. [You mean, you have a way to leave here?]

Zhu Yan nodded, his eyes deep, [Yes.]

Ji Wushuang asked in confusion: "Since you can leave, why are you still staying here?"

Zhu Yan didn't expect that "Ji Wushuang"'s first sentence would be this, [Did you not hear clearly? ]

【Um? 】

「I mean, as long as you absorb my power, you can go back... In other words, you can be resurrected from the dead. 」

【Oh, I heard that.】

【and you……】

【You mean why don't I attack you? 】

【…】

Ji Wushuang smiled and approached the surface of the Nether Sea. The water was like a mirror, quiet and clear. The white snow was still falling, but it didn't stir up any ripples on the surface at all...

"Ji Wushuang" gently stroked the water surface with his broken palm, and similarly, no ripples were left.

【What about you? What are the conditions for you to leave here? 】

【…】

In thousands of years, "Ji Wushuang" was the first person to ask Zhu Yan how to leave.

First of all, all those who are indecisive, timid, and cowardly... will be torn to pieces by the laws and dust when they cross the chaotic torrent.

Therefore, all the "living dead" who descended into the Underworld Sea were powerful beings with a strong desire for life.

They will do everything they can to be reborn. They will have no guilt or mercy at all. After all, there is no good or evil on the shores of the Underworld, only death and survival.

After those people learned the method of "rebirth", they all attacked him.

And "Ji Wushuang" was the first person to ask him...

Ji Wushuang tilted her head, nearly falling off her neck. She quickly straightened it and said with a smile: [Can't I say it?]

Zhu Yan raised her thick eyelashes and said calmly: [Yes, that means finding someone to guard the Nether Sea in my place.]

Ji Wushuang opened his clear and bright eyes and looked at Zhu Yan for a moment. [Is it that simple?]

[Simple?] Zhu Yan was stunned by Ji Wushuang's question. After coming back to his senses, his face wrinkled and he said coldly, [Don't joke. Guarding the Nether Sea is not a simple task. It means endless pain...]

"Oh, I'm not talking about guarding the Nether Sea. I'm talking about finding someone."

[Haha, this requires willingness, how easy is that?]

Ji Wushuang suddenly smiled brilliantly, pointed at himself and said, "Me."

Zhu Yan suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, [Do you know what you are talking about? ]

Ji Wushuang nodded: [I know. I'll guard the Nether Sea for you, and you can go home. Isn't that good?]

Zhu Yan: [……]

Zhu Yan felt that the decapitated corpse in front of him might have lost its brain when its head was chopped off, otherwise how could it say such ridiculous words.

[Do you know that time does not flow here? It is an eternal prison. Eternity, do you understand? Even if you regret it in the future, you will never be able to break free from here...]

[But here there is no hunger or cold, no killing or fighting, no scheming or conspiracy, no deception or self-deception, no comparisons between relatives, no oppression or ridicule among clansmen... From another perspective, isn't this an eternal paradise?]

It's funny to say that.

As the daughter of the Ji family, Ji Wushuang lived a life like an ant, or rather, a life of consumables...

"Ji Wushuang"'s parents did not love her. When they found out that she had no spiritual power and was just a waste, they left her to fend for herself.

But "Ji Wushuang" had a strong physique and walked up to them step by step.

They would finally give her a look or two. Seeing her working hard for them and being used by them, they finally showed a satisfied smile.

However, as "Ji Wushuang" grew older, she gradually revealed her stunning beauty. Some people from other Star Cities even came to propose to her, not for anything else, but just to be viewed as a vase, which was pleasing to the eye.

It’s just that “Ji Wushuang” is positioned as a sword or a knife. It only needs to be sharp, and no appearance is needed.

Therefore, her parents designed to destroy her appearance when she came of age, and used bone-rotting poison to make her wounds completely fester. After that, "Ji Wushuang" put on a mask and became an invincible chess piece in their hands, and she intimidated everyone with her ugly appearance and cruel means.

But what her parents didn't know was that "Ji Wushuang"'s appearance had healed on its own long ago.

This self-healing ability allowed her to come back from the brink of death time and time again.

"Ji Wushuang" transforms into a blood-red blade, used by his parents, Tianci City, and all living beings in the star field.

She had slain giant beasts in the ancient times, destroyed hostile city-states, murdered supreme strongmen, and slaughtered powerful demons. She was alone, covered in blood, fighting against life and death, fighting against heaven and earth, just to protect the only home in her heart.

She had barely entered her twenties, but her hands were already stained with blood, and she had slaughtered countless lives with her sword...

But even so, even though she tried her best, she was still abandoned by her parents and tribe.

For example, this time when the third demon, Mo Tu, attacked, they could have saved her, but they just ran away while she was holding Mo Tu back.

Angry?

Is it depressing?

Painful?

No...none at all.

"Ji Wushuang" just felt relieved. They were her parents, her blood relatives. There was a blood bond and cause and effect between them that could never be severed, which she could not get rid of no matter what.

But this time, she paid for everything with her life.

She didn't owe them anything.

The current "Ji Wushuang" is carefree and free of worries. He doesn't have the hatred of seeking revenge and beheading the Third Demon God, nor does he have the loss of being abandoned by his parents and relatives. He also doesn't have any friends, lovers, etc...

She was alone from beginning to end.

Since he's alone no matter where he is, why not let this little guy be free?

At least he looked like he wanted to be free.

Her hands were stained with countless blood...

Good and bad.

Human race and demon race.

There is hatred but no resentment.

Etc., etc……

She didn't know why she killed, she just followed the Ji family's orders and kept killing...

Now that she can finally put down the sword of killing in her hand, she is still happy.

Ji Wushuang raised his hand, stroking Zhu Yan's head with his bony hand, and said gently, "Little Zhu Yan, I volunteered. If you want to leave, you can ask at any time."