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Si Jinchuan closed his eyes in resistance; he didn't want anyone to see them.

He heard the sound of a sword slicing through the air, and felt a slight chill on his neck.

Si Jinchuan was startled and his eyes snapped open.

A black sword was held to his neck, while Wu Ying in front of him had a stunned expression.

Ye Qianqian, sitting in the corner, was also stunned.

She had suspected that Si Jinchuan might be blind, because she had never seen him remove his blindfold. However, she never imagined that such eyes were hidden beneath that blindfold.

Si Jinchuan's eyelashes were like raven feathers, each lash distinct, casting a fan-like shadow. A faint, alluring mole adorned the corner of his right eye. His eyes were beautiful phoenix eyes, which would lift at the corners when he smiled, a delightful sight.

However, the most striking feature of these eyes is their irises, which are scarlet and exude a natural killing intent that makes people afraid to look directly at them.

How could a righteous cultivator have the same eye color as a demonic cultivator?

"Hahaha!" Wu Ying laughed loudly, his sword trembling slightly with laughter.

"So, you've been covering your eyes all this time because you don't want others to see the color of your eyes. You're not a demonic cultivator at all; you don't have any demonic energy. How could you have the same eye color as me? Your days in the cultivation world must have been tough, being mistaken for a demonic cultivator and treated as an outcast," Wu Ying mocked, her heart filled with glee.

Who would have thought that the senior disciple of the Cloud Soaring Sect would have eyes just like those of a demonic cultivator?

Si Jinchuan's eyes were dark and unfathomable, and his lips were bitten hard, as if he was enduring great pain.

Wu Ying is right.

Si Jinchuan was ostracized from birth; he was an abandoned baby whom his parents didn't want. He was beaten and mocked by other children, and even when he came to the Yunxiao Sect, he was isolated by the other disciples, and no one was willing to look him in the eye.

He was an anomaly in the cultivation world, but he was unwilling to actually become a ruthless demonic cultivator, so he could only cover his eyes and coldly distance himself from others.

However, this girl cannot be harmed in any way.

Si Jinchuan held Xie Wanning tightly in his arms, ignoring Wu Ying's constant mockery.

Wu Ying stopped laughing, and his black sword sliced ​​through the skin on Si Jinchuan's neck, drawing out bright red blood.

"Although you and I have the same eye color, I will still accept your spiritual root and inner core," Wu Ying said with a detached smile.

Suddenly, the wind around him gathered and turned into wind blades that shot towards Wu Ying, the dust and sand that rose up blurred his vision.

"A futile struggle!" Wu Ying sneered, swiftly slashing her sword towards Si Jinchuan.

The blade missed its target.

There was no sign of Si Jinchuan or Xie Wanning at the spot.

Wu Ying was not annoyed. He looked around and quickly sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

The sword flew away, and with a thud, Si Jinchuan collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and everything went black before his eyes.

He had exhausted all his spiritual power, even using his primordial power, and now he had no ability to defend himself.

"You cunning cultivator, I've finally caught you." Wu Ying instantly teleported in front of Si Jinchuan, and stabbed down with her sword without any mercy.

Si Jinchuan felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and realized that Wu Ying wanted to steal his spiritual root and elixir.

He closed his eyes in despair, awaiting the final judgment.

Sudden.

A chill ran through his body, and a pill was stuffed into his mouth.

"Brother Si, thank you for your hard work." A gentle and apologetic voice rang out as Xie Wanning stood in front of Wu Ying, sword in hand.

"Why are you back?" Si Jinchuan grabbed Xie Wanning's sleeve and said somewhat angrily, as if he were scolding an ignorant child.

“Brother Si, I’ve never called myself a coward, much less an ungrateful person. You saved me, how could I abandon you?” Xie Wanning looked into Si Jinchuan’s eyes, her gaze firm.

Xie Wanning created a protective barrier around them, placed a spatial ring into Si Jinchuan's hand, and gently hugged him: "Brother Si, please, please bury my loved ones properly."

After saying that, Xie Wanning picked up her sword and walked towards Wu Ying.

Si Jinchuan struggled to get up, but inadvertently caught sight of an eighth-grade teleportation talisman next to his spatial ring.

How could there be an eighth-grade teleportation talisman? This is a priceless treasure, only sect leaders and elders possess it.

An eighth-grade teleportation talisman can teleport a person thousands of miles away, and its effect is very quick.

Sure enough, almost instantly, Si Jinchuan was teleported away, leaving Xie Wanning alone to face Wu Ying.

"Wu Ying, this is my revenge. I will not let you hurt anyone else." Xie Wan Ning's gaze was firm, and the sword in her hand gleamed coldly.

Wu Ying idly fiddled with his fingers. There were at least nine hundred, if not a thousand, people seeking revenge against him. He had lived for over a hundred years and had encountered this kind of boring revenge countless times.

The game is over.

More than a dozen icy blades flew towards Wu Ying, who easily dodged them. He picked up his sword to attack, but then felt his storage ring vibrate.

He took out a vibrating object, a communication stone, on which was written, "Don't kill Xu Weilin easily. Yan Ze won't arrive for another hour. Before that, you should torture Xu Weilin properly before killing her."

Wu Ying glanced in one direction and met Ye Qianqian's expectant gaze. He sighed and could only carry out the order.

After all, Ye Qianqian was close to the Demon Lord, so he had no choice but to listen to her.

"Then I'll play along with you." Wu Ying curled a cruel smile, the black sword in her hand dancing, the sword light flashing like a dancing black snake. Wu Ying's scarlet eyes were fixed on Xie Wan Ning, as if she wanted to tear her apart piece by piece.

The black blade struck out, and Xie Wanning struggled to block it with her sword. Her body was already weak, and her strength was no longer what it used to be; she could only defend against Wu Ying's attacks.

"That's it." Wu Ying quickly disappeared in front of Xie Wanning. The next moment, Xie Wanning's shoulder was pierced, and the sword in her right hand fell to the ground and was kicked away by Wu Ying.

Wu Ying's sword blade, like a withered leaf blown down by a gale, lashed out wildly at Xie Wan Ning.

Xie Wanning was unable to dodge in time, and dozens of sword blades struck her.

Her body was like a shredded sheet of paper, covered in wounds and bleeding profusely.

Xie Wanning consumed three Grade 8 Recovery Pills, and in an instant, her injuries were rapidly healed.

At the same time, she forcefully activated her internal energy, and hundreds of ice spikes chased after Wu Ying like ghosts, trying to turn him into a hedgehog.

However, Wu Ying stood still, watching helplessly as the ice spikes flew towards him.

Just when Xie Wanning thought she was about to succeed, Wu Ying quickly disappeared in front of her.

When she arrived, a strong murderous aura emanated from her back.

She turned to try and block, but it was too late.

Wu Ying crawled out of Xie Wan Ning's shadow, a sword blade piercing her abdomen. Wu Ying kicked hard, sending Xie Wan Ning flying into the air.

With a flick of Wu Ying's sword, countless blades flew towards Xie Wan Ning like a swarm of bees.

Xie Wanning was already powerless to resist. The sword blade cruelly pierced her flesh and severed her bones. Finally, she fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

Wu Ying disgustedly kicked Xie Wanning into the river, letting her be swept away by the rushing current.

Reaching a corner, Wu Ying said calmly, "Ye Qianqian, I have fulfilled your request. I killed Xu Weilin."

Ye Qianqian smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you for your help, Brother Wu Ying. I will put in a good word for you with A Yu."

Wu Ying chuckled and was about to go back and dig out the spiritual roots and elixirs of the other disciples when Ye Qianqian stopped her.

In the end, Wu Ying did not take away the spiritual pills and roots of Song Huai'an, Zhuge Yun, Lin Jingquan, and Xia Mengqi because Ye Qianqian said they still had value.

However, the other 128 sect disciples all lost their spiritual roots and elixirs, leaving only cold corpses behind.

Ye Qianqian, feigning unconsciousness, was left behind, awaiting Yan Ze's rescue.

[The Void Realm storyline is complete. Due to not obtaining the Invincible Daoist's inheritance, the storyline progress has decreased by 2%, bringing the total progress to 63%.]

[Song Huai'an's favorability +5 points, total favorability 85 points.]