Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

Chapter 55: I’m Late

Baili Qingmiao ignored the fact that her robe was cut by Yin Hanjiang in several places and thought back on this year’s experience and found that during this time she seemed to be controlled by someone.

In addition to thinking that if her elder material brother wanted to kill her it would be better to follow his intention to die, there was no other thought. She lost her fighting spirit and her heart was hung on the He Wenchao. Sometimes other thoughts would arise but they would be quickly suppressed by her thought of self-destruction.

“No,” she seriously refuted Yin Hanjiang: “A normal cultivator will not want to be crazy unless he is already abnormal. Unless his sanity has been eroded by the heart demons and only ‘desire’ remains in his mind so the heart demons can take advantage of this situation.”

Yin Hanjiang little by little shifted his eyes from the Alkaid triangular bayonet to Baili Qingmiao, and laughed silently: “You’re right, it’s my heart that’s willing.”

“Hmm? Willing?” Baili Qingmiao blinked innocently.

Yin Hanjiang slowly got up and said: “I’m not sure which one is true, since I’m not sure, I might as well not try to tell.”

“Tell, tell what?” Only then did Baili Qingmiao vaguely feel that something was wrong. She wanted to escape, but when she tried to use her Qi she felt a sharp pain in her dantian and could not use her genniue Qi at all.

She could only shrink to the side of the bed, grabbing the quilt and curling up. She looked very weak, pitiful and helpless.

The smile on Yin Hanjiang’s face didn’t fade as he said: “Actually, when you think about it, there’s no need for me to tell what’s right and what’s wrong. Because there is still one thing that remains the same, that is, the venerable is already… “

He could not go on, he did not want to say it aloud.

“Senior Wen Ren was trying to save me, it’s all my fault, wuu wuu ……” Baili Qingmiao’s tears fell involuntarily when she heard Yin Hanjiang’s words.

“So I have to do only two things, first avenge him, second bring something that he might like.” Yin Hanjiang’s eyes landed on Baili Qingmiao: “After sending it down, it’s up to venerable to decide whether he likes it or not, what do you say?”

As he spoke, he slowly raised the Alkaid triangular bayonet, the cold light reflected from the metal stung Baili Qingmiao’s eyes.

“Liqian doesn’t think so.” At this moment, a voice came from the door.

Yin Hanjiang maintained the same posture of holding the weapon and turned his head to see the white haired and blindfolded “Wen Renhe” standing in front of the door, smiling at him. He knew that this person was Zhong Liqian, but he could not tell.

A head emerged from behind Zhong Liqian, it was Xiu Huai. He looked at Yin Hanjiang’s face and said: “Patriarch Yin, your eyes are injured, so I specially asked teacher Zhong to treat your eyes.”

“So that’s how it is.” Yin Hanjiang touched the already dried blood at the corner of his eyes and indifferently said: “It’s nothing serious, it will heal soon.”

“At least wipe the blood.” Zhong Liqian said unhurriedly, taking out a handkerchief as if he did not see that Baili Qingmiao had awakened. Sitting on the edge of the bed under the instruction of Xie Huai, he gently wiped Yin Hanjiang’s blood stain and applied some medicine by the way.

When he wanted to bandage, he was rejected by Yin Hanjiang: “If I am blindfolded I won’t be able to see him.”

Zhong Liqian didn’t ask who “him” was and changed the subject by saying: “Xuanyuan sect has a long history, so it will take some time for Liqian to take over the main altar. This child Xie Huai is quite resourceful and quite likes the atmosphere of the Xuanyuan sect so I want him to come to the main altar to help, I hope that Patriarch Yin will approve.”

“Xie Huai is the best…”

Baili Qingmiao was just about to speak when Zhong Liqian threw a jade slip into her hand, interrupting her words and said: “Baili Qingmiao is the disciple of Protector Qiu so she already half belongs to Xuanyuan sect. She also shares the same heart as me so after her injury heals she can help me. What do you think? Patriarch Yin?”

“Not good” Yin Hanjiang said: “She is useful for me to keep.”

Useful? How? Where? Zhong Liqian’s eyebrows fluttered. Although he could not see, his heart was clear, Yin Hanjiang’s current situation was very bad.

He was able to arrive in time to save Baili Qingmiao thanks to Xie Huai who carried Qiu Congxue to find Zhong Liqian who briefly mentioned his encounter with Yin Hanjiang and talked about his conversation between Yin Hanjiang and himself as well as his eye injury. Zhong Liqian who listened to it realized that it was not good. Fortunately, the Xuanyuan sect’s main altar allowed flying and Yin Hanjiang seemed to be a bit hesitant so Zhong Liqian arrived in time and avoided the big disaster.

At this moment, in order to calm Yin Hanjiang’s emotions, Zhong Liqian said: “In addition to the main altar affairs, Liqian has one more thing to report to the patriarch. Patriarch Yin had said that the reason for keeping me in the Xuanyuan sect was to stop you from disturbing the cultivation world and getting in the way of lord Wen Renhe plans, right?”

“Right.” As he spoke, Yin Hanjiang’s eyes never left Baili Qingmiao, he also did not lower his Alkaid triangular bayonet.

Yin Hanjiang cultivation was high, if he wanted to kill Baili Qingmiao, no one would be able to stop him. What he said was the opposite of what he did, obviously, he was still struggling inside.

Since he could not force it, Zhong Liqian thought about it and said: “Patriarch Yin still remembers that lord Wen Renhe has been trying to figure out the secret in Miss Baili’s body.”

“I don’t know much.” Yin Hanjiang said.

Zhong Liqian ignored his abnormal appearance and continued: “Liqian and miss Baili had traveled for thirty years, during which I found two suspicious points about her body. First, miss Baili seems to have an innate attraction to all kinds of heavenly treasures and no matter what kind of danger she encounters, she can turn it into a blessing. Second, Liqian and lord Wen Renhe have been trying to free Miss Baili from her love. When she first left the Shangqing Sect, her condition was very good, but it got worse every time she overcame the Heavenly Tribulation. It’s good that Liqian and miss Baili are linked by compulsion Gu so I can help her guide her feeling otherwise she would not be able to endure thirty years without returning to the sect.”

“So what?” Yin Hanjiang stretched out his hand and grabbed Baili Qingmiao’s calf, trying to catch her.

“But in the Underworld Blood Sea, these two points have all changed.”

Hearing the words “ Underworld Blood Sea” Yin Hanjiang finally reacted and let go of Baili Qingmiao and looked at Zhong Liqian intently.

“Speaking of which, this matter is also caused by Liqian negligence. When He Wenchao brought miss Baili to the Underworld Blood Sea, I already knew about it, after all, it was something that I had discussed with lord Wen Renhe beforehand. At that time, Liqian agreed to this plan because I knew that miss Baili physique was special, and thought that she would not be injured in the Underworld Blood Sea and perhaps she could even gain some opportunity. Unexpectedly, she was seriously injured here, and even lost her soul-bound weapon.” Zhong Liqian sighed, his face full of regret: “But I did not expect that after returning from the Underworld Blood Sea, miss Baili would be so determined to die like she was being possessed, she wanted to kill herself so much that even I couldn’t suppress it, which was not right.”

Yin Hanjiang listened attentively.

Baili Qingmiao also added: “I also feel that something is wrong, before the brain was dizzy, as if it was not me at all who did all these things.”

“Liqian thought that there must be something in the Underworld Blood Sea that is influencing Miss Baili. The reason why lord Wen Renhe was willing to take the risk of breaching into the Underworld Blood Sea in addition to solving the matter of blood cultivation should be something else that should be investigated.”

“When I touched your leg just now, I felt that your skin was hot, do you have a fever?” Yin Hanjiang suddenly asked.

“This is my fault,” Zhong Liqian explained: “I asked altar master Shitan to pass some sickness Qi to Miss Baili, so that she would be in a state of high fever and not have the heart to seek death.”

Baili Qingmiao: “……”

She knew in her heart that Zhong Liqian meant well but why did it feel so awkward?

Yin Hanjiang remembered altar master Shitan very clearly. His memories were only confused about Wen Renhe.

When he heard that altar master Shitan passed his sickness Qi to Baili Qingmiao, he shook his head and said: “No, altar master Shitan’s sickness Qi couldn’t have affected her.”

“Why?” Zhong Liqian wasn’t sure about it.

Yin Hanjiang stretched out a finger to point at Baili Qingmiao’s blindfolded eye, his action was so sudden that it startled Zhong Liqian making the bamboo scroll slip out of his sleeve. He was afraid that if he moved his finger even a little, Baili Qingmiao’s eye would really be blinded.

Fortunately, Yin Hanjiang’s finger fell on the blindfold and he didn’t move it as he said: “Altar master Shitan could not curse Baili Qingmiao. He stopped after doing only one eye so how could he pass his sickness Qi to her when he was still sick for more than a year?”

Zhong Liqian was not too clear about this matter, so after listening to Yin Hanjiang’s explanation he immediately said to Xie Huai: “Go and invite altar master Shitan.”

“No need.” Yin Hanjiang casually wrote a transmission talisman, the content of which was: “Get over here!”

Zhong Liqian: “……”

The Yin Hanjiang in front of him was a different person from the Yin Hanjiang he had initially known.

After receiving the summons, the altar master Shitan quickly came over, then he listened to Zhong Liqian’s explanation of what had happened with dread and then said: “In fact, when Master Zhong explained his request, I had a very hard time and was embarrassed. That night I took care of Miss Baili, but never came near her and sat in the corner all that time.”

Altar master Shitan pointed to the corner farthest from Baili Qingmiao.

“You did not deliberately pass your sickness to her so why did she have a fever the next day?” Zhong Liqian asked.

Altar master Shitan trembled even more: “She took it away herself! That night she was knocked unconscious by Protector Qiu but she suddenly opened her eyes in the middle of the night and came to me and took the initiative to absorb my Sickness Qi.”

“What?” Baili Qingmiao said in disbelief: “I don’t remember this at all.”

“I, I don’t know why!” The Altar master Shitan, tightened his outer robe: “Haven’t you noticed that I haven’t coughed much lately? Most of my sickness Qi was absorbed by her so my cultivation was greatly reduced. Afraid that I would be discovered, even when altar master Miao and Ruan tried to team up with me I didn’t dare to make a move!”

Several people were puzzled by altar master Shitan words so they didn’t know that a great change had taken place in the Underworld Blood Sea.

Because it was a place where the innate gods sealed 180,000 devil gods, the sky of the Underworld Blood Sea was affected by the demonic Qi and was always gray and cloudy. This layer of gray mist was not a cloud but rather devouring energy formed by the fusion of chaos and demonic Qi. This energy blocked the sunlight with the dark clouds, making the weather a hundred miles around the Underworld Blood Sea not change in a million years.

Today, a heavenly tribulation cloud tried to form over the Sea of Blood, but its several attempts to take shape were absorbed by the devouring energy. Powerlessly it only released nine small sparks before disappearing.

The moment the cloud disappeared, the turbulent sea swirled forming a whirlpool and a man holding a black halberd flew out of the whirlpool.

He actually ignored the restriction that you couldn’t fly in Underworld Blood Sea and rushed to the cliff in one go.

The man closed his eyes and meditated, seeming to be absorbing the memories and comprehension of these days. A full twelve hours passed before he slowly opened his eyes.

He was wearing only a white single garment, which was full of holes pierced by magic weapons. He casually waved his hand and a gray robe draped over his body, along with the gray robe, there were also three books and a red stone.

The man first picked up ?The God of Destruction (Volume 1)? and flipped through it, whispering, “A year and a half has passed, I am late.”