Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Xuan Shuo's demonic soul was imprisoned within that soul sphere, and his perception of the outside world was so blurred that it was indescribable. He could only be certain that he was no longer in the hands of the Thunder Lord.

Suddenly, a white light appeared in his vision. Xuan Shuo felt as if his demonic soul had been drawn into another world, like a wisp of spiritual energy. He looked up at the scene in front of him in fear.

Before Xuan Shuo lay a vast frozen lake, its calm waters like a round mirror, reflecting the endless, desolate snow-capped mountains in the distance.

There was no sun in the sky, but soft light came from all directions, reflecting off the white snow on the ground and illuminating the area.

Inside the octagonal pavilion beside the curling stone, a girl in black was brewing tea with a little girl. Steam rose in front of them, making their faces somewhat indistinct.

Xuan Shuo dared not move, waiting quietly by the frozen lake until the girl in black put down her cup and the steam dissipated. Xuan Shuo then saw the girl's face.

Black hair and dark eyes, almond-shaped eyes that curve at the corners.

"Long time no see, Demon Lord Xuan Shuo." Xue Lan's almond-shaped eyes resembled two swimming goldfish, and she wore a sweet smile. It was as if the person before her was not the Demon Lord who slaughtered humans, but an elder she hadn't seen in a long time.

Xuan Shuo immediately realized that the girl in front of him was the one who had summoned the Thunder Lord that day. The hatred in his heart was like a pot of boiling water that could not be calmed.

Xuan Shuo's demonic power surged, and the system, watching him from the opposite side, turned to Xue Lan beside him: "Look at you, how much do you attract hatred?"

"That can be considered a talent." Xue Lan's smile faded, and she swept her hand with her sleeve.

A cold white light fell on Xuan Shuo opposite him, pressing him to his knees. Even the boiling demonic power within his body seemed to freeze and become lifeless.

Xuan Shuo's upper body was pressed to the ground by that icy power, and he struggled to look up at the girl over there.

The girl's voice was calm: "Demon Lord, please don't be in such a hurry. Our last meeting was far too rushed. This time, please allow me to give you a proper introduction."

"I am Xue Lan, the eldest disciple of Lingyuan Zhenren of Jiyuan Peak in the Xuanhuang Sect."

"He is also the chief ruler of the River Wolf genus in the Northern Region of the Upper Realm."

As she spoke, Xue Lan slowly transformed into a giant white wolf, leaning down to look at Xuan Shuo before her, her enormous wolf eyes displaying a captivating icy blue hue.

"Silver Moon Azure Wolf!" Xuan Shuo was utterly shocked, a terrifying guess surfacing in his mind. The demonic energy on his body involuntarily condensed once more.

The enormous wolf claw shattered the demonic energy that Xuan Shuo had just gathered. The force of this claw was immense, and the power of the demon soul mixed with it diluted Xuan Shuo's soul.

He was flustered. Faced with such a huge difference in strength, even the most arrogant demon lord in his previous life became somewhat reckless in his speech.

"It was the upper realm aristocratic families who instigated it. They collaborated with the demons and ordered me to kill Xue Ziyan."

"Xue Ziyan?" Xue Lan became interested; there weren't that many Silver Moon Wolves for the demons to play with in the lower realm.

“She is a member of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan who was injured and stranded here in the Upper Realm. She has a son in the Lower Realm. If you release me, I will tell you the whereabouts of the little wolf and information about the noble family in the Upper Realm.”

Xuan Shuo looked at Xue Lan. He had dominated the desolate region of the lower realm for many years and had a good understanding of the affairs of the upper realm. He knew that the wolf clan was extremely protective of its own and would never allow its bloodline to be scattered outside.

[Now that Lian Chuan has fallen into your hands, it's not like he's been living as a fugitive, right?]

It's not just not being a wanderer, it's practically a meteoric rise! Xue Lan had absolutely no interest in raising children in her previous life. The younger generation in the clan were terrified of her, cowering and behaving timidly whenever they saw her.

Xue Lan found this annoying and stopped interacting with the younger members of the clan.

Therefore, Lian Chuan is probably one of only two children that Xue Lan has taken care of throughout her cultivation in both her past and present lives.

The first one is her nephew from her previous life, who, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should now be the lord of the wolf clan.

"I promise you," Xue Lan replied to Xuan Shuo.

However, Xuan Shuo still did not believe Xue Lan's promise. The middle-aged man stared intently at Xue Lan: "If it is convenient for you, my lord, I hope you will make a heavenly oath. After receiving the message, please let me leave."

His limbs trembled as he spoke, and Xue Lan found it amusing. The Heavenly Oath bound cultivators. It worked on all the immortals in the world, except for her.

She swore an oath to Heaven, and she would eat it as food from now on!

Xue Lan smiled and made a vow to Heaven. Xuan Shuo felt at ease and recounted an event from decades ago.

"Decades ago, the Heavenly Origin Pavilion in the Upper Realm issued a prophecy, stating that a great opportunity would appear in the mortal world of Yuanming. Regardless of whether one is a human, demon, or monster, if one obtains this opportunity, one can glimpse the secrets of the River of Time."

"The power to arbitrarily reverse the flow of time is something everyone envies and covets. So, all races sent people into the lower realm, hoping to obtain this opportunity before others. Among them was Xue Ziyan. At that time, the demon race had business dealings with the Lin family, a powerful family in the upper realm. The head of the Lin family brought a secret letter, requesting me to eliminate Xue Ziyan in the lower realm."

Xue Lan seemed somewhat uninterested: "What he wants isn't Xue Ziyan, but the child in her womb, isn't it?"

"Your Excellency is wise. The Lin family's main concern is the child in Xue Ziyan's womb, and they require that the child be under six years old and have not yet cultivated."

Having heard this, Xue Lan roughly knew what the so-called head of the Lin family was up to.

"They dare to covet the ice spirit root of the Silver Moon Wolf."

It's been a thousand years, and the humans of the Upper Realm have become increasingly shameless. Living such privileged lives in their aristocratic families, they even dare to scheme against wolves.

Xue Lan had originally intended to inquire about the current leader of the Wolf Clan, but then she reconsidered. Xuan Shuo, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who didn't even qualify for ascension, probably wouldn't have any contact with that person.

Otherwise, they would have noticed Xue Lan's difference long ago.

The enormous white wolf in front of him wagged its tail and looked down at Xuan Shuo. Its wolf eyes were long and narrow.

"You know that people from the upper realm cannot interfere in the affairs of the lower realm at will, right?"

Xuan Shuo was terrified and sat on the ground, backing away.

"What are you trying to do? You have already sworn an oath to the Heavenly Dao. If you do not keep it, you will disturb the heavenly secrets and trigger a tribulation of lightning. Even if you don't die, the other demon lords of the Upper Realm will find out!"

Xue Lan reached forward with her claws and pressed Xuan Shuo directly under her paw pads.

"They won't know, and they shouldn't know!"

With a casual movement, Xuan Shuo Demon Lord was transformed into a wisp of pure demonic malice under Xue Lan's claws. Although still a demonic soul, it was devoid of intelligence, retaining only the pure malice cultivated by a demon for thousands of years. Perfectly suited to imbue Ji Jinjin's weapon with spirit.

Her junior sister has now inherited the legacy of the Thunder Demon Lord, and should be equipped with the best weapon in the world.

A spear paired with a demon spirit is destined to be a powerful weapon for conquering the battlefield.

Inside the weapon-refining cave, the girl on the chair slowly opened her eyes, and a ball of demonic spirit appeared in her hand.

Xue Lan stood up and casually tossed the demon spirit into the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map.

[Have you already thought about what Xuan Shuo told you before?]

Xue Lan continued with her work, preparing materials to forge the spear for Ji Jinjin. Hearing the system's voice, she casually replied, "I feel this opportunity is mine to seize."

The system let out an exaggerated, bizarre scream: "Have you no shame?!"

The two Crimson Jade Spiders, named Xiaoyu and Xiaofei, returned from outside at this time. They had taken a secret passage through the cave. They were covered in dirt when they crawled out from underground and pounced on Xue Lan as soon as they saw her.

"Stop!" the girl shouted sharply.

The two little spiders simultaneously stopped their eight legs, spun around haphazardly, and went back to their corner.

"It's not that I'm shameless, is it? After all, I'm a genius who intervened in the river of time a thousand years ago." The girl's voice was tinged with pride.

If I had known you were this kind of person, I would have kept you rotting in the factory!

"That's too late! You'll have to live for the next thousand years..."

Xue Lan's voice was tinged with laughter: "They're all going to be tied to this madman like me."

The girl walked out with a smile and opened the door to the cave.

The sky was dark and thunder rumbled. Xue Lan's expression froze.

"No, this Heavenly Dao... this? Didn't you agree with Him?" Xue Lan asked somewhat awkwardly.

Oh, wait a minute.

The system was offline for a while, and when it came back, the voice was full of schadenfreude.

He said, "Just a token gesture."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck Xue Lan through the crack in the door.