After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 102

“You are going to Ascend?”

Bailan enunciated every word, each one extremely forceful.

After she finished speaking, before Shangguan Yu could reply, Bailan laughed, exasperated.

“Are you having delusions in broad daylight?”

Bailan didn’t say the rest of her words, but her eyes plainly revealed: You are so gravely injured that you’re about to die, yet here you are dreaming of Ascension. Have you gone mad wanting to Ascend?

Shangguan Yu could see those words in Bailan’s eyes.

But she wasn’t annoyed.

She was indeed so gravely injured that she was about to die, and she had indeed gone mad wanting to Ascend.

But—

What if she really had a way to “return from the dead,” and truly had a way to Ascend?

It’s just that she couldn’t speak of these things.

Even her junior sister, knowing this, had to try every means to circumvent the prying eyes of the “Heavenly Dao” when trying to tell her.

How ridiculous that the people of the Mystic Heaven Realm, trapped in such a false predicament, failed for thousands of years to see through the cunning behind it.

Truly, ridiculous and sorrowful!

“Thank you for extending my life these past days, but from now on, I should no longer need it.”

Shangguan Yu’s words carried a sense of weariness, but also a hint of relief.

Regardless, they now had a way to break the spell.

They only needed to push everything back onto the right track, and the Mystic Heaven Realm could still be saved.

Perhaps sensing her thoughts, the surrounding demonic energy suddenly became agitated, as if warning against something.

The demonic energy in the air clearly aggravated Shangguan Yu’s injuries; the meridians invaded by the demonic energy hurt like ten thousand needles, causing her face to turn ashen and her lips to lose all color.

Truly ridiculous.

Now that the conspiracy has been exposed, the “Heavenly Dao” actually tries to silence it immediately.

Cannot be spoken, cannot be thought.

Shangguan Yu looked at Bailan, her mouth curving into a bitter smile.

It was a pity that with a friend by her side, she could only, like her junior sister, bury all the truth deep within herself.

“Do you really think this Venerable One will swallow her anger as she did before?”

Shangguan Yu gnashed her teeth and cursed in a low, hateful voice.

Before Bailan could understand what she meant, Shangguan Yu closed her eyes and activated the spiritual power within her body.

Now that the person who should return has returned, she no longer needs to delay.

This damaged body should also be restored!

The demonic energy filling the room sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power and violently erupted with a roar, entwining with the spiritual power inside Shangguan Yu amidst the bed curtains.

Spiritual power and demonic energy tangled and fought, both seemingly regarding themselves as the rightful owner of Shangguan Yu’s body. To seize control of this sole host, both demonic energy and spiritual power exerted all their might to invade her Dantian.

This clash had clearly exceeded the limit Shangguan Yu’s body could bear; wounds that had stopped bleeding burst open again, and the fresh red blood, tainted by the demonic energy, made the energy grow frantic, crashing everywhere in her Dantian and meridians.

“Ugh—”

Shangguan Yu gave a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Bailan’s eyes widened. She tried to step forward and stop her: “Are you throwing your life away?!”

“Activating your spiritual power now will kill you!!”

Bailan’s eyes were red with urgency.

But before activating her spiritual power, Shangguan Yu had already set up a barrier around herself. No one could approach the space around the bed.

Bailan couldn’t stop her and could only stamp her foot anxiously outside the barrier.

Meanwhile, inside the barrier.

Shangguan Yu’s condition worsened.

The clash between the righteous and the wicked nearly collapsed Shangguan Yu’s already failing body. The blood-colored demonic threads, which had spread from her heart to the major veins throughout her body, slowly crept up her cheeks, trying to completely control her.

The demonic energy had been parasitic in Shangguan Yu’s body for a considerable time, allowing the demonic seed in her heart to take root. Demonic threads had climbed into almost every one of Shangguan Yu’s meridians.

Wherever spiritual energy resided, there were traces of demonic threads.

The demonic energy rampaged tyrannically within Shangguan Yu, eroding her meridians, intent on completely draining this nearly exhausted body.

But the spiritual power in Shangguan Yu’s body was clearly unwilling to yield its position, especially to the sworn enemy, the demonic energy. Thus, it counterattacked even more uncontrollably. The two forces desperately sought supremacy inside Shangguan Yu, making her suffer even more.

More and more fresh blood spilled from her mouth, and she could barely suppress the bone-deep pain. With just a slight lift of her head, the blood from her mouth dripped onto her collar.

Spiritual power was originally controlled by Shangguan Yu, but after coming into contact with the demonic energy, it became uncontrollable, fighting wildly against the demonic energy as if it had a will of its own.

As the two forces waxed and waned, the demonic patterns on Shangguan Yu’s face flickered in and out of sight. One moment they climbed up her cheek, almost covering the entire lower half of her face, and the next they were forced back by the spiritual power, restoring her face to its original purity.

“If I let you win today, where would this Venerable One put her face?”

Shangguan Yu let out a small laugh, reached out, and tightly gripped her sleeve to wipe away the blood from her mouth.

Bailan didn’t clearly hear her words, but seeing the person’s almost self-destructive actions, she could only mutter: “You’re mad, you’re truly mad……”

But Shangguan Yu couldn’t explain to her. At this moment, she was so suppressed by the demonic energy that she could barely lift her head.

Her clean white robe was stained with blood again. Shangguan Yu strained to support her body. She slowly got up from the bed and walked step by step toward the outside.

Bailan couldn’t approach her and could only follow her step by step as she walked out.

As the spiritual power was mobilized, her cultivation realm also began to change.

From the peak of the Celestial Being Realm, where she had fallen two levels due to injury, she slowly climbed back up: Divine Transformation Realm, early-stage Divine Transformation, middle-stage, and then the peak……

Under Bailan’s disbelieving gaze, Shangguan Yu’s power steadily stabilized at the Half-Step Ascension Realm.

Half-Step Ascension!

The terrifying demonic patterns finally crawled onto Shangguan Yu’s cheek, occupying the entire left half of her face.

Even her eyes had turned into the blood-red pupils of the Demon Race.

“How is it? This Venerable One didn’t lie to you. Ascension was originally something within easy reach.”

Shangguan Yu turned her head to look at Bailan, her hoarse voice carrying a hint of mockery.

Her originally clear and gentle voice had become hoarse due to the demonic seed occupying half her body—neither fully demonic nor fully human, sounding extremely strange.

Bailan cautiously retreated two steps, her hands behind her back already forming incantation signs, ready to quickly flee the moment she sensed something was wrong.

“Are you human, or… a demon, now?”

With a desire to avoid killing the wrong person, Bailan asked.

After speaking, she carefully observed Shangguan Yu’s expression, waiting for an answer.

“You suspect I’m a demon?”

Shangguan Yu chuckled. Her left hand gently flipped over, and demonic energy obediently emerged from her palm. She backhanded it out, and a nearby large tree instantly crashed down.

Shangguan Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, then backhanded another strand of demonic energy, light as a candlelight.

The power this time was still not to be underestimated. The struck boulder scattered with a crash, revealing a massive crater.

“Oh my, so powerful? Perhaps this Venerable One shouldn’t be so fixated on Ascending as a human cultivator and should switch to cultivating the demonic path instead.”

Shangguan Yu spoke excitedly.

She turned to Bailan: “Sect Leader Bailan, what do you think of this Venerable One’s idea?”

“Look at the speed at which the demonic path increases cultivation; it’s more than ten times faster than when I cultivated as a human cultivator.”

Shangguan Yu was in high spirits, playing with the demonic energy in her hand, rubbing it into a demonic sphere, and tossing it into the distance. She clicked her tongue in admiration, watching the destructive power of the exploding demonic energy.

Meanwhile, cold sweat had already beaded on Bailan’s forehead.

If the other party decided to attack her, she absolutely wouldn’t be able to escape.

At this moment, Bailan tasted bitterness in her mouth. For the first time, she regretted having focused only on medicine and neglected sword and spell arts.

So much so that whether she lived or died now depended on whether the other party was willing to show mercy.

Seeing her face as pale as paper, Shangguan Yu finally put aside the thought of teasing her.

She controlled the demonic patterns on her face, making them recede downwards until they vanished below her neck, hidden by her collar.

After the demonic patterns receded, Shangguan Yu’s eyes and brows returned to their gentle state, and her gaze towards Bailan carried a hint of intimacy.

“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore,” Shangguan Yu said softly. “Now that my injuries are healed, you shouldn’t be as tired as before.”

Bailan was uncertain and suspicious. Seeing Shangguan Yu walk toward her, Bailan’s brows furrowed in alert: “Don’t come any closer!”

Shangguan Yu sighed, but seeing how nervous the other person was, she had no choice but to stand still and let Bailan examine her.

“Are you truly not being controlled?”

After multiple checks, Bailan confirmed that the person before her was still Shangguan Yu. Although there was an incompatible demonic energy on her, her soul was still Shangguan Yu’s soul.

“I am truly fine.”

Shangguan Yu sighed deeply.

Bailan was still half-believing, half-doubting, keeping a distance of tens of meters from Shangguan Yu.

“I ask you, when and where did we meet, and for what reason did we become friends?”

She still didn’t trust her.

Shangguan Yu frowned, but this expression of displeasure immediately renewed Bailan’s alertness.

“Answer quickly, or don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Shangguan Yu was amused by the statement.

Impolite? How could she be impolite?

She couldn’t win a fight, nor could she run away, so what kind of impoliteness could she show?

Qin Qingyi still didn’t know what had happened with Shangguan Yu.

Suppressing a stomach full of anger, Qin Qingyi walked all the way toward Hidden Snow Peak.

But as soon as she thought of the misery of Shangguan Yu she had witnessed—the demonic energy infecting her whole body, the ghastly, bone-deep wound in her chest—Qin Qingyi stopped again and tightly closed her eyes.

Why did it have to be her?

She wasn’t a human cultivator of the Mystic Heaven Realm; she was just a demon.

How could a demon become the Sect Leader of a human immortal sect?!

Besides her, the Sword Sect had so many excellent disciples. Why did Senior Martial Aunt specifically choose her?

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t understand Shangguan Yu’s intention.

If she couldn’t figure it out, she could only temporarily set it aside.

Qin Qingyi was worried about Hidden Snow Peak and only wanted to get back quickly.

Now that her Master had Ascended and left this realm, only the four fellow disciples on Hidden Snow Peak relied on each other. She needed to quickly find Xie Su, Hu Yu, and her junior sister.

The surrounding disciples had told her on her arrival that those three were currently guarding the Cliff Mountain and couldn’t leave for a moment.

Qin Qingyi’s heart sank.

When the Demon Race was besieged by the Devil Race, the great demons and elders of the Demon Race were all there, yet their core elite forces could barely withstand the Devil Race’s strong offensive and were only struggling to hold on. Now that the Sword Sect’s strength was damaged, the situation for the three of them should be even more difficult.

After walking for a while, she reached the foot of Hidden Snow Peak.

Qin Qingyi walked up the mountain, lost in thought, and accidentally bumped into someone.

“Sorry,” Qin Qingyi apologized subconsciously. The next moment, she looked up—

“Feng Ying?”

“Why are you here?”

Qin Qingyi was astonished.

“Shouldn’t you be with Feng Ning……”

Halfway through her sentence, Qin Qingyi stopped. She thought of a certain possibility, and the rest of the words wouldn’t come out.

The Feng Ying before her was staggering, like a soulless puppet; she didn’t react at all to Qin Qingyi bumping into her.

“Feng Ning is in trouble.”

After a long moment, Feng Ying finally spoke.

She looked at Qin Qingyi, her originally vacant eyes slowly focusing. Staring intently at Qin Qingyi, she spoke:

“I beg you, save her.”

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Feng Ying tightly clutched Qin Qingyi’s shoulders, staring directly at her.

“What happened? How could Feng Ning be in trouble?”

Qin Qingyi frowned. Enduring the pain in her shoulders, she asked Feng Ying.

“If you want me to save someone, you first have to clearly explain what happened, right?”

She didn’t even know what had happened yet, and she was being asked to save someone. Setting aside whether she was kind-hearted enough, she at least needed to know what had occurred.

Feng Ying, however, pursed her lips and remained silent, only holding onto her, unwilling to let go.

She wouldn’t speak, but she also wouldn’t let Qin Qingyi leave.

Her obstinate manner frustrated Qin Qingyi. If she didn’t let her go and they remained in this stalemate, there was no way she could return to Hidden Snow Peak today.

At the foot of Hidden Snow Peak, the two stood facing each other. No matter how much Qin Qingyi asked what had happened and what was wrong with Feng Ning, Feng Ying refused to speak again.

“If you won’t say, then how am I supposed to save her?”

Qin Qingyi felt the veins on her forehead tighten. She hadn’t known Feng Ying could be so unreasonable.

Just then, other disciples passed by. Seeing Feng Ying incessantly clinging to Qin Qingyi, they all kept their distance.

However, the looks they cast upon Feng Ying were extremely strange.

They seemed to be disgusted, yet also fearful.

Qin Qingyi’s frown deepened.

What exactly happened in the Sword Sect while she was gone?