Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

Fu Xueqiong, who had returned to normal, had no idea what changes would happen.

It’s better not to see!

With the whistling of the wind, Luo He suddenly caught a strange ripple in his ears. Looking up, he saw a faint spiritual light flickering in the air. Then, a piece of paper emitting a unique spiritual energy wave floated towards him and hovered lightly in front of him.

The paper glowed faintly with a blue light, as if woven from spiritual energy. Luo He frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding building within him. He raised his hand to take the spiritually crafted letter. It felt cool to the touch, as smooth as silk.

Unfolding the paper, Luo He discovered that the content on it was unusually concise, consisting of only a few words: "Come to my cave."

Though brief, these few words held immense pressure and an irresistible command, as if each word carried Fu Xueqiong's uniquely cold aura. Luo He's heartbeat quickened. Fu Xueqiong never sent letters lightly, especially one imbued with spiritual power like this, which represented her resolve and her demands.

He stared at these words, and his mind couldn't help but emerge Fu Xueqiong's cold and beautiful face and her deep eyes. Those eyes seemed to contain endless coldness and unfathomable emotions, making it difficult for people to grasp them.

How did that big ice cube find him?

Luo He's face twitched.

Just thought of not seeing...

Now it seems that we must see it?

Chapter 85: Fu Xueqiong Wants to Teach (Part 2)

Back to the time not long before Fu Xueqiong sent the letter to Luo He...

In Fu Xueqiong's cave, the light inside was soft and dim, and the surrounding stone walls were glowing with a faint ice-blue light, as if the entire space was shrouded in coldness.

In the center of the cave, spiritual energy was lingering, and a woman in white was sitting there.

The woman wore a robe as white as snow, her sleeves flowing gently, as if blending seamlessly with the icy atmosphere of the cave. She sat dignified, legs crossed, hands gently clasped in her lap, her entire being immersed in a deep state of breath control. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like early winter frost, revealing a gentle tranquility.

Her face was as cold as the moon, her features like carefully carved jade, revealing a cold and otherworldly beauty. It was a rare and stunning beauty, cold as ice, yet imbued with an unapproachable majesty. Her skin was as white as snow, as if conceived in the icy cold, gleaming with a shimmering luster.

The aura emanating from the woman was like winter frost, biting and chilling, sending shivers down one's spine. Even within this cave, brimming with spiritual energy, one could still clearly sense the chill. That aura was like a towering iceberg, unmelted from eternity, freezing all emotion beneath its icy shell.

This was Fu Xueqiong, now back to normal. Her demeanor was stern and stern, as if she were cut off from the world. Her cultivation and aura enveloped the entire cave in an invisible pressure, inspiring awe in the crowd.

"Ok?"

Fu Xueqiong sat quietly in meditation within her cave, regulating her breathing. The surrounding chill seemed to merge with her. Silence reigned, echoed only by the sound of her shallow breathing. Suddenly, her brow furrowed slightly as she felt a slight ripple in the Wutian sword pattern on her chest. The sensation was like a touch deep within her soul, and she instantly understood something.

"He's awake?"

Just as Luo He could sense Fu Xueqiong's condition through the sword patterns, Fu Xueqiong could also vaguely sense Luo He's situation.

Now the feeling conveyed by the sword pattern is obviously more active, proving that Luo He has woken up from his coma.

Fu Xueqiong's emotions began to surge, and she couldn't help but recall the scenes she had with Luo He in the sky before.

At that time, she was charming and enchanting, pushing Luo He to his limit as if she were not herself at all. She could even clearly recall Luo He's expression at that time, a mixture of struggle and powerlessness, and finally he completely fainted under her attack.

Thinking of this, Fu Xueqiong's eyes flashed with a complex emotion. She believed that she was always calm and self-controlled, but at that moment, her desire was like a flood, almost impossible to control.

She knew that her behavior had gone beyond normal limits. She had always been cold and aloof, but when facing Luo He, she revealed another side of herself that was buried deep in her heart, a side that was full of desire and madness.

"I went too far. Why did I say that? Did I care about Luo He and the female disciple who was on the flying boat with him?"

Fu Xueqiong reflected secretly in her heart, pursed her lips, and felt a little uneasy. It was not the first time that she realized that her feelings for Luo He had become complicated, but every time she tried to suppress her inner turmoil, remain indifferent and rational.

Emotions became increasingly difficult to control.

"I knocked him unconscious." Fu Xueqiong sighed inwardly. As Luo He's master, she shouldn't let herself go like this.

But whenever she faced Luo He, the uncontrollable emotions in her heart would always emerge, breaking through her usual disguise.

Now that Luo He has woken up, Fu Xueqiong wants to check on Luo He's condition and make sure he is okay.

Just take a look from a distance and feel it.

Fu Xueqiong stood up, her eyes cold, but with a hint of uncontrollable worry in her heart.

Although she wanted to tell herself not to worry, her body still involuntarily rushed towards Luo He's cave. She used her body skills to quietly shuttle through the dense forest, avoiding anyone to notice her presence.

Arriving near Luo He's cave, Fu Xueqiong stopped at a secluded, elevated spot. Carefully, she released her spiritual sense, quietly sensing Luo He's condition. When she sensed that Luo He's internal energy had stabilized and his physical condition had returned to normal, the suppressed tension in her heart finally eased a bit.

He's fine.

Fu Xueqiong breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

However, just as she was about to turn around and leave, her eyes accidentally fell on Luo He in the cave, and she wanted to look at him a little longer.

As a result, Luo He took out a sound transmission talisman, with a hint of a smile on his face, as if he was having a pleasant conversation with someone. Seeing this, Fu Xueqiong's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Fu Xueqiong listened carefully and only heard a soft voice coming from the sound transmission talisman, which was clearly a woman's.

Luo He's expression seemed to become increasingly gentle, with a hint of joy between his brows. His smile was no longer cold or tired, but instead came from a relaxed and happy heart.

It's completely different from when I was with her.

Fu Xueqiong felt a sudden surge of emotion within her, like a sharp knife piercing her heart from the darkness. The mask of indifference she had always maintained seemed to show a slight crack at this moment.

Is that the guy on the flying boat? Why did he make Luo He so happy? Countless questions flashed through Fu Xueqiong's mind, but she didn't want to delve into them.

"This is his destiny..."

Fu Xueqiong felt an extremely complex, almost twisted emotion spreading in her heart.

This feeling, tinged with jealousy and resentment, made her heart beat faster and her breathing become slightly rapid. Fu Xueqiong forced herself to suppress her wavering feelings and turned to leave, but found herself reluctant to look away.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm her inner turmoil, and regained her calm expression.

However, that strange feeling still lingered in her heart, difficult to dissipate. Fu Xueqiong secretly vowed in her heart that no matter what, she must completely suppress this emotion and not allow herself to waver again. Even if she had complicated feelings for Luo He, she must never show them.

but,

Now that Luo He's physical strength has improved, it's time to teach him some swordsmanship.

Just as she and Luo He had agreed before...

She would give Luo He the best resources, teach Luo He the best skills, and give Luo He everything he wanted. All Luo He had to do was help her solve the problem when she couldn't control herself.

It's just that she will be stricter, yes, that's all.

Fu Xueqiong convinced herself.

She gently raised her hand, gathering a chilling spiritual energy at her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, a spiritual book quickly took shape within her grasp. The book emanated a faint chill, as if carrying the unspoken chill within her heart.

Fu Xueqiong injected her spiritual energy into it without hesitation and wrote four short words: "Come to my cave!"

She stared at the four words with an unquestionable coldness in her eyes.

She tossed the spiritual book lightly in her hand, and it turned into an ice-blue light, flying towards Luo He's cave with a sharp chill.

The spiritual book was extremely fast, like an ice blade flashing in the wind. In an instant, it disappeared into Luo He's cave and hovered directly in front of him.

Fu Xueqiong watched the spiritual book fly away, her stern face unchanged. She knew that Luo He would definitely see the spiritual book and would come to see her.

This was her order and it could not be refused.

Chapter 86: Fu Xueqiong's Sword Tearing Through Space (Part 1)

After this spiritual book was circulated, Fu Xueqiong slowly turned around, her back cold and resolute. She no longer hesitated, and the complex emotions in her heart were also suppressed by her.

Back to Luohe...

Looking at the spiritual book sent by Fu Xueqiong, Luo He felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Come to my cave." These four short words carried an undeniable chill, as if announcing some impending judgment. Luo He stared at the handwriting on the spiritual book, his heart secretly tensing.

It didn't feel like a good thing that the Master summoned him so suddenly and directly.

Luo He touched the Wutian sword pattern on his chest, frowning slightly. Based on past experience, if Fu Xueqiong were to suffer another attack, the sword pattern would definitely react. But now, the sword pattern showed no abnormal heat or agitation. This made him even more confused and uneasy.

"Has something happened again?" He wondered in his heart. Fu Xueqiong's condition was always unexpected, and the last experience in the air was still fresh in his memory.

Perhaps due to the influence of being possessed by a demon, Fu Xueqiong's temperament became unstable.

Now that Master has suddenly sent me the spiritual book, could it be that... she wants to give me some kind of "special guidance" again?

Thinking of this, Luo He's forehead broke out in a little cold sweat. He hesitated for a moment, but finally sighed softly and smiled bitterly.

It is difficult to disobey the master's orders, and he has to face it in the end.

"It seems I can't escape." Luo He muttered to himself. Although he was a little reluctant, he finally put away the sound transmission note.

He straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and decided to face the cold master.

He had originally wanted to feast on the delicious food of Piaoyun Pavilion with Xiaobai, but it seems that this matter can only be postponed now.

Luo He didn't delay any longer and immediately set off towards Fu Xueqiong's cave. Although he felt a little uneasy, his steps were steady.

Soon, Luo He arrived at the entrance of Fu Xueqiong's cave. The atmosphere around the cave was as cold as ever, as if the air was filled with chill.

Unlike in the past when Fu Xueqiong always waited in the cave, this time, as soon as Luo He approached the cave, he saw Fu Xueqiong standing at the entrance from afar.

She was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, and she looked as graceful as a fairy. However, her cold aura made people dare not approach her easily.

Fu Xueqiong's face was expressionless, like a cold statue, her indifference tinged with an inviolable majesty. Her deep blue eyes moved slightly, as if she had sensed Luo He's approach, and her gaze instantly turned to him. The moment their eyes met, Luo He felt a strong sense of oppression, as if frozen in time, unable to move.

Fu Xueqiong's eyes were scrutinizing and intimidating, and she made no secret of her concern for Luo He. She stood there quietly, like an iceberg, making Luo He feel an immense pressure.

"Master, what do you want to talk to me about?" Luo He opened his mouth, but found himself at a loss for words. Fu Xueqiong's eyes were like ice, staring at him coldly, the oppressive feeling making him almost breathless.

It was Fu Xueqiong who was usually as cold as ice, but I always felt that the master was more oppressive?

Luo He didn't know that because Fu Xueqiong was under the influence of the devil, she was no longer the emotionless ice cube, and her emotions were becoming more and more obviously affected.

Fu Xueqiong didn't say anything, just stared at Luo He.

Stare~

Fortunately, Luo He was already used to it. He knew that Fu Xueqiong usually liked to stare at people like this for a while, so he didn't say anything and just looked at Fu Xueqiong.

Anyway, this big ice ball is not a Pokémon trainer, so he won’t start a duel just by making eye contact.

After a while, Fu Xueqiong's gaze remained as cold as usual, and her chilling aura made people feel as if they were frozen. She took two steps closer to Luo He, so close that she could even feel her breath.

"I haven't taught you the martial arts yet, right?" Fu Xueqiong's voice was calm and flat, but that unquestionable majesty still faintly revealed.

Luo He looked up at her, feeling a little nervous, but still nodded.

"Yes, Master. You haven't taught me the specific techniques before."

Fu Xueqiong had previously asked him to go to the sect's Sutra Library to see if there was any martial arts that suited him. In the end, he practiced a Tu Shen technique that Wang Xiaoke gave him through the trial.

It can leave an earth statue in place, control the earth's spiritual power, and escape underground at a high speed.

Now that I think about it, Wang Xiaoke was really good to him, without asking for anything in return.

Fu Xueqiong nodded slightly, her expression still not changing much.

"Next, I will teach you the Wutian Sword Technique."

"Wutian Sword Technique?" Luo He repeated the unfamiliar name, a hint of curiosity brewing in his heart. Although he had never heard of this sword technique, from Fu Xueqiong's tone, he could sense its extraordinary nature.

Fu Xueqiong is recognized as the number one swordsman in Jiuzhou.

Unfortunately, she was too obsessed with practicing sword skills to sever her emotions and thoughts, and failed in her attempt to break through to the Mahayana stage, thus becoming possessed by the devil...

Fu Xueqiong continued, "The Wutian Sword Technique is an internal sword technique I created. The reason I didn't teach it to you before is because it's extremely powerful. If your physical fitness hasn't reached a certain level, you wouldn't be able to withstand practicing this technique. But now, your body has barely reached the requirements for practice."

Luo He swallowed his saliva and became even more curious about this so-called Wutan Sword Technique.

Practicing sword skills, he has actually always wanted to practice sword skills.

Think about how cool it would be when you are fighting with others and you can just say "Come on, sword" and then control the flying sword to attack.

No matter what tricks the opponent has, I can break them with one sword.

"Can I... learn it?" Luo He couldn't help but ask, his heart filled with anticipation and uneasiness.

Fu Xueqiong did not directly answer his question, but said lightly: "You will know."

The next moment Luo He could feel the aura in front of Fu Xueqiong suddenly change.

Fu Xueqiong raised her hand slightly, and a faint spiritual light condensed at her fingertips. The spiritual light revealed a deep sword intent and passed through the air, as if even the space was easily torn apart.

The spiritual light swirled around her fingertips, like an invisible blade condensed with the power of countless swords. Fu Xueqiong's eyes were focused and calm, and a hint of silence was revealed in her deep eyes.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the spiritual light instantly traced a heart-stopping arc through the air. Instantly, a low, cracking sound seemed to echo through the void. Wherever the spiritual light passed, it seemed to rip the barriers of space apart. A faint, extremely fine crack appeared in the air, as if the void had been torn apart.

This crack is not just a simple gap, it carries an unfathomable power, as if it can swallow everything.

Within the crack, endless darkness and nothingness loomed, a forbidden zone beyond the reach of even spiritual energy. On either side of the crack, space seemed forcibly torn apart, subtly distorting and forming an unstable spatial gap.