Bone-stripping and tendon-pulling? The reborn senior sister becomes the number one cultivator in the

A crimson moon hangs high, and a pitch-black palace stands atop the highest mountain in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Xie Wanning looked up at the palace from the foot of the mountain, her eyes wide: "It's so high!"

This looks like it would be very difficult to climb.

This mountain is called Yinming Mountain, and this palace is naturally called Yinming Palace. It is the lair of the Demon Lords—no, it should be called the lair of all the Demon Lords. After all, all the Demon Lords of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons gather in Yinming Palace.

However, two tigers cannot share one mountain. There are more than a dozen Demon Lords, but only one leader, Cang He, who participated in the ancient war between immortals and demons ten thousand years ago. His strength is comparable to Xie Wan Ning's master and mistress.

Fortunately, this demon lord went into seclusion to cultivate five hundred years ago and has not been heard from since.

However, we definitely have to enter this Netherworld Palace; otherwise, it will be difficult to complete the test.

Xie Wanning flew up on her sword, directly to the mountaintop. She formed hand seals, and a golden sword array appeared, with countless flying swords heading towards the palace.

Suddenly, a large sword severed all the flying swords.

"Who dares to trespass into my Yinming Palace? I, the Demon Lord, am here, and I dare to let you act so presumptuously." A tall and burly Demon Lord with a face full of scars appeared, his face filled with murderous intent, and his greatsword emitted a crimson light.

Xie Wanning remained silent, instantly appearing in front of Chongran and thrusting her sword forward, only to have it blocked by a broadsword.

"Not going to speak?!" Enraged, Chongran slashed out with his broadsword, unleashing a series of black blades that flew swiftly toward Xie Wanning.

Xie Wanning drew her sword, unleashing a blade to resist, but the blade transformed into a black weapon that surrounded Xie Wanning.

poisonous!

Xie Wanning swallowed the antidote pill and tried to escape the fog.

The mist, however, coiled around Xie Wanning like a snake.

The mist is corrosive; once it comes into contact with the skin, it can instantly enter the body, causing a deadly poisoning that can kill instantly.

The more Xie Wanning struggled, the closer the fog got to the ground.

Holding a large sword, Chongran stood with his hands on his hips and said smugly, "This is what happens when you mess with me. You think I'm just a reckless brute who swings a sword around recklessly? I'm the most skilled poison user among all the Demon Lords. Hahaha!"

Chongran's smile became arrogant, and his gaze towards Xie Wanning became even more contemptuous.

Xie Wanning couldn't escape, but unexpectedly, she was poisoned by the mist and swallowed three Grade 8 antidote pills. The mist touched her skin and instantly entered her body. Xie Wanning felt pain all over her body and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing Xie Wanning's discomfort, Chongran's eyes gleamed with excitement: "You think the antidote will work on my poison? Impossible, no one can cure my poison."

Xie Wanning's struggling hands gradually weakened and quickly drooped down, her eyes dimming.

Chongran smiled smugly, picked up the knife in his hand, moved it in front of Xie Wanning, and raised the broadsword.

"Crack!"

Blood splattered everywhere.

"How is this possible?" Chongran turned her head in disbelief, meeting Xie Wanning's calm and unwavering gaze, while Xie Wanning's sword pierced through Chongran's heart.

The "Xie Wanning" who was entangled in mist and on the verge of death in front of Chongran had long since disappeared, transforming into a sword blade that slashed at Chongran's neck.

Unable to speak, Chongran breathed her last and fell to the ground from mid-air, raising a cloud of dust.

After wiping the sword, Xie Wanning put it back at her waist.

The Xie Wanning in the mist was just an illusion created by a sword shadow to attract Chongran's attention. The real Xie Wanning had been following Chongran as a tiny blade until Chongran raised his knife. Before he could react, Xie Wanning reverted to her true form and pierced Chongran's heart with a single sword strike.

This move is the eighth form of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique—Sword Light and Shadow. Swordsmanship is not just about wielding a sword to kill enemies, but a process of merging with the sword. In Sword Light and Shadow, the swordsman is not only the one wielding the blade, but also the blade itself, able to become one with it.

It's as if all the blades are wielders, and any blade can be the wielder. Amidst the flashing lights and shadows, only the light and shadow are seen, not the wielders.

However, this move consumes a great deal of spiritual energy, and Xie Wanning is currently suffering from a severe deficiency in spiritual energy, making it impossible for her to face powerful enemies in the short term.

Xie Wanning turned around, and "whoosh," an arrow swiftly pierced through her body.

A demon lord, wielding a crossbow, appeared leisurely, waving his hand smugly.

Xie Wanning waved her hand and snapped her fingers: "Goodbye!"

"Shh!"

Only a broken talisman remained on the spot, without a trace!

"Where did she go? I, the mighty Demon Lord Li Luo, was actually tricked by a mere child!" Li Luo was so angry that he threw away his crossbow and summoned a large group of demon soldiers to search for her, but they found nothing.

Xie Wanning, who had escaped, chuckled: "Sure enough, whether it was two years ago or two years later, the substitute talisman is always a good tool for escaping."

Just now, when Xie Wanning sheathed her sword, she affixed a substitute talisman to her body. As soon as she was attacked, the substitute would take her place and block the attack, while she activated a teleportation talisman to quickly teleport to a place in the palace free of demonic energy. The two talismans were exchanged very quickly, and almost no one could detect any flaws. After all, Xie Wanning had practiced this escape skill for more than twenty years, and today it finally came in handy.

Xie Wanning deliberately appeared at the palace gate to lure out the Demon Lord, aiming to draw out the weakest one, since the gatekeeper Demon Lord was likely of low status and weak strength. However, the most important thing was to provoke the second Demon Lord, causing him to lead the main force of the palace to the gate. This way, Xie Wanning could find a lone Demon Lord inside the palace and attack him alone, increasing her chances of victory.

Surrounded by darkness, Xie Wanning was teleported to a place in the palace without demonic energy, presumably an abandoned storage room.

Xie Wanning opened her arms, and flames shot out, illuminating the surroundings. The area was filled with broken weapons covered in a thick layer of dust, indicating that no one had been there for a long time.

Taking a few steps forward, Xie Wanning listened quietly to the sounds around her while probing for demonic energy.

There was no sound, no trace of demonic energy, only dust floating in the air.

And a slender hand resting on Xie Wanning's shoulder.

Instantly, Xie Wanning knelt on the ground, and a faint voice came from beside her ear: "I've found you."

Everything went black before her eyes, and Xie Wanning fainted.

A pair of strong hands lifted her up and opened the door to the storage room.

……

It was as cold as falling into the bottom of water. The light above went out instantly, and everything was pitch black. The darkness opened its blood-red maw, ready to swallow you whole.

Struggling, calling for help, praying.

None of it helped; all that remained was a suffocating sense of panic and regret, as if we had lost something important.

When I woke up, I was covered in cold sweat, and the room was like an ice cave with no temperature at all.

Song Huai'an huddled tightly under the covers, but the cold did not lessen in the slightest.

He could only get up and light a candle, trying to find warmth from the flame.

Finally, I felt a little warm, but my eyes were bloodshot and I was no longer sleepy.

"I'm having another dream," Song Huai'an thought. In his dream, he was at Qingyun Sect, just like he was now, and had become the senior disciple.

Just like now, I've encountered my inner demons.

Song Huai'an's cultivation has reached the Golden Core stage. Since entering the Golden Core stage, every time he meditates and absorbs spiritual energy, a memory would appear in his mind—his senior sister was stabbed to death by his master with a sword, and lightning struck her until she was charred black.

He saw the senior sister, the senior sister who was always talking incessantly, the senior sister who protected him behind her in the secret realm, the senior sister who cast an expectant look at him in the main hall, and the senior sister whose whole body was charred black and lifeless.

His senior sister treated him very well, like a real sister, but he abandoned and hurt her again and again. His senior sister clearly had a chance to survive. If he had just argued for her in the main hall, he wouldn't have driven her to such despair.

But, he didn't.

He ran away, he fell silent, he disregarded all sentimentality, and stood only on his junior sister's side.

He killed the eldest sister.

In his dream, he met his senior sister again, but she was seriously injured, bleeding from her abdomen, and in pain.

He reached out to help his senior sister, but was blocked by a barrier.

It couldn't alleviate the eldest sister's pain in the slightest, just like the trial two years ago.

Song Huai'an had a splitting headache. He pushed open the door and walked aimlessly.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at my senior sister's old courtyard.

The bright moonlight shone on the courtyard, and a lonely figure sat at the stone table in the courtyard.

"Want a drink, Senior Brother?"

"Alright, Second Junior Brother."

We pay homage to the bright moon and remember our departed friends.