AWB Chapter 186 is no longer Xie Wanxun
Chapter 186 is no longer Xie Wanxun
Qingyunmen.
Midway up Qingyun Peak.
"Senior Brother, let me offer you a toast. May your cultivation advance and may you enjoy peace and prosperity year after year." Jiang Ci sat on the stone bench, holding a wine cup in his hand. Then, he drank it all in one gulp.
His face was flushed, his clothes were unkempt, and he was nothing like his usual gentle and refined self; instead, he looked like a carefree drunkard.
Song Huai'an held his wine glass, completely ignoring Jiang Ci's expression.
Today marks the fourth anniversary of our eldest sister's death. Let them have a good drink.
For some reason, Song Huai'an often dreamed of a stranger version of himself. In his dreams, he was always bullying and even killing his senior sister, along with Ye Qianqian.
Whenever he had such a dream, Song Huai'an would wake up in fright. He would not treat his senior sister like that. Even though he thought that his senior sister's cultivation and ability were not worthy of her position, Song Huai'an would still let his senior sister live peacefully.
Unfortunately, the eldest sister will never come back.
"Senior Brother, behind you... behind you..." Jiang Ci was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he managed to squeeze out these words.
What happened behind me?
Song Huai'an turned around in confusion, and a purple sword pierced through his abdomen.
Before he could react, the blade was drawn and pierced through his heart.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out, and Song Huai'an collapsed to the ground, powerless. He felt his spiritual energy rapidly dissipating, and his life slowly fading away.
Jiang Ci was so frightened that he tried to escape using a teleportation talisman, but Xie Wanxun flicked her right hand, and the dagger pierced through Jiang Ci's head, causing Jiang Ci to fall to the ground and die instantly.
"Second Junior Brother!" Song Huai'an called out weakly, meeting Xie Wanxun's cold eyes.
Without hesitation, Xie Wanxun stabbed Song Huai'an several times. Song Huai'an no longer had the strength to shout, and the scene before his eyes became increasingly blurry.
In a daze, Song Huai'an heard a "crack" sound, and the osmanthus tree full of orange-yellow osmanthus flowers crashed to the ground. What was originally pitch black in front of him was now flickering with purple flames.
Xie Wanxun glanced at the courtyard burning with ghost fire, the courtyard where Xie Wanning had once lived.
The purple flames shone on Xie Wanxun's face, and the silver half-face mask reflected the firelight, making her look like a cruel and ruthless demon crawling out of hell.
Xie Wanxun wasted no time; she instantly arrived at Qingyun Palace and found Yan Ze and Ye Qianqian.
"Demon Lord of the River of Oblivion, you have indeed come." Ye Qianqian thrust her Golden Crow Sword forward, but only managed to pierce a wisp of black mist.
Turning around, Xie Wanxun had already grabbed Yan Ze's shoulder and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Xie Wanxun brought Yan Ze into the domain!
Ye Qianqian's eyes gleamed with golden light as she tried to find out where Xie Wanxun's domain was hidden, but she couldn't find a single trace.
Damn it! She fell for it again!
A cave a hundred miles away from Qingyun Sect.
"Are you Wan Ning? The Netherfire burning on your body carries the aura of a phoenix," Yan Ze asked with a hint of worry.
But all he got in return was silence and Xie Wanxun's cold gaze.
Yan Ze was about to speak again when Xie Wanxun's sword stabbed at him without mercy.
"Wan Ning, I taught you all your swordsmanship. Are you going to betray your master and ancestors?"
Xie Wanxun did not answer; she transformed into a wisp of black mist and vanished from the spot.
Then, a large group of black mist gathered around Yan Ze, with countless purple sword blades weaving through it.
Yan Ze wanted to escape from the black mist, but the mist obscured his direction, and he couldn't find a way out.
The sword blade slashed Yan Ze's body, and his blood irrigated the earth, where bright red spider lilies bloomed.
Suddenly, a sword pierced Yan Ze's heart, just as he had stabbed Xie Wan Ning to death years ago.
Yan Ze fell to the ground, and black mist gathered around him.
Xie Wanxun watched all this indifferently. She threw a ball of Netherfire into the black mist, and the entire black mist instantly turned into a sea of fire. Yan Ze could only struggle desperately in it, but soon fell silent.
Finally, the flames died down.
Xie Wanxun withdrew her domain and left without looking back.
Overnight, the Qingyun Sect's leader, his eldest disciple, and his second disciple all died, and the assassin was none other than the Demon Lord of Wangchuan, Wanxun.
Ye Qianqian clenched her fists. She looked at the three corpses in front of her, and the frustration of being mocked burned in her heart.
"You cannot die yet." Golden patterns appeared on Ye Qianqian's face; she had appeared.
He stretched out his hand, and three golden lights emerged, entering the bodies of the three people on the ground.
Song Huai'an, Jiang Ci, and Yan Ze, who were originally unrecognizable and lifeless, actually began to recover, and their bodies began to move slightly.
Fusang looked up at the sky and chuckled, "You've won this round again. But in the end, I will be the only winner."
Boundless glaciers.
"Found it? Great." Xie Wanxun patted the head of a snow wolf and took the black branch it was carrying in its mouth.
This is lacquer wood, the hardest wood in the cultivation world. It is hidden in an evergreen tree and only appears once every thousand years.
Xie Wanxun took the wood and poured demonic energy into it.
After an unknown amount of time, the lacquer wood took on a human form. Xie Wanxun set it aside and ignored it for the time being.
It's time for everything to end.
Netherfire appeared in Xie Wanxun's hand, then transformed into phoenix fire, and the flames began to burn her body.
Amidst the flames, Xie Wanxun's silver hair returned to black, the spider lily mark on her head disappeared, the demonic energy around her gradually dissipated, and even her scarlet eyes turned back to light blue.
Xie Wanxun's soul gradually detached from this body.
Along with her emerged all the demonic energy and murderous aura within her body, which all converged on the lacquered wood. Nourished and strengthened by the demonic energy, the lacquered wood eventually became the form of Xie Wanxun's previous life.
She and Xie Wanning are 80% similar, but she is more mature and composed.
Xie Wanxun arrived in a new body, but she felt no joy whatsoever.
The moment of parting is approaching, and her inner demons will devour her completely, including her memories and emotions.
Xie Wanxun looked at the sleeping Wan Ning and erased Xie Wan Ning's memories of Xie Wanxun's existence and her past life.
Xie Wan Ning's inner demons originated from the tasks given to her by Xie Wan Xun. Now that Xie Wan Ning no longer needs to bear the responsibility of revenge and finding the chosen one, her inner demons will gradually dissipate. And Xie Wan Ning will once again be the carefree senior sister of the Twilight Snow Sect.
Xie Wanxun picked up Xie Wanning, took out a teleportation talisman, and arrived at Muxue Peak, where the Muxue Sect was located.
As if sensing something, Lin Xuanjin happened to step out of the room and met Xie Wanxun's eyes.
What kind of look was that? A mixture of reluctance, sadness, and grief. But these emotions, like the firelight before dawn, gradually died out and vanished.
"I have erased all memories of me from Wan Ning's mind. She will not remember Xie Wanxun, nor will she develop any inner demons. Next, she will need a year to repair her soul. Please take good care of her, senior." Xie Wanxun could no longer remember who the person in front of her was, but she felt that entrusting Wan Ning to him was the right choice.
Lin Xuanjin took Xie Wanning from him and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Demon Realm."
Lin Xuanjin sighed deeply and said, "Wan Ning will miss you. Remember to come and visit her when you have time."
However, all that was met was silence.
Lin Xuanjin felt his heart tighten.
But Xie Wanxun turned her head away.
Her hair turned silver-white again, and a bright red spider lily mark appeared on her head, like a fire in the darkness. Her scarlet eyes gradually brightened, and her tone was indifferent: "Who is Wan Ning?"
Lin Xuanjin stood there, speechless.
Unable to get a reply, Xie Wanxun turned and left the Twilight Snow Sect, her whereabouts obscured by the wind and snow.
No, she is no longer Xie Wanxun, but simply the Demon Lord of the Forgotten River, Wanxun.