After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 85

Seven-colored brilliant light intersected in the sky.

Immortal music resounded through the heavens, making everyone feel refreshed.

The mental exhaustion from resisting the demon race for many days was instantly swept away. The crowd watched excitedly as the Heavenly Ladder gradually appeared in the sky, exchanging glances that were filled with ambition.

Ascension.

The ascension they had been yearning for.

Venerable Wen Qing looked at her eldest disciple, who was crying sadly, her heart filled with tenderness.

“Oh, my dear, your Master’s ascension is a good thing, why are you crying?”

She gently wiped away the tears on Qin Qingyi’s cheeks, untied the spatial pouch from her waist, and placed it in her hand: “Take this. After your Master ascends, I probably won’t need these things anymore. You take them and share them with your junior brothers and sisters. Consider it your Master’s parting gift to you all.”

She meticulously gave instructions, coaxing her gently until Qin Qingyi stopped sobbing, nodded with red-rimmed eyes, and agreed to all of Venerable Wen Qing’s requests.

The three disciples behind her, watching, couldn’t help but get teary-eyed as well.

After comforting her disciples, Venerable Wen Qing finally had the leisure to think about other matters.

For example—

The method of ascension hidden deep within the Devil’s Den.

She looked at Shangguan Yu, who had been waiting nearby for a long time.

“Senior Sister.”

She took a deep breath and slowly recounted what she had seen and heard.

“Deep within the blood pool of the Devil’s Den, I saw the senior who sealed the Demon God in the past.”

This one sentence immediately stunned the others who had been arriving one after another.

The senior who sealed the Demon God… in the past.

“Is that true?!”

Shangguan Yu pressed for details in a low voice.

Venerable Wen Qing nodded.

Everyone exchanged glances.

One must know that the sealing of the Demon God had happened over a thousand years ago.

No one in the Xuan Tian Realm was unaware of the story of the War of Annihilation from a thousand years ago, which was even told as a bedtime story to children now.

Could someone from that time really still be alive?

“Of course, that senior has already perished, leaving behind only a wisp of residual soul, and… it has already dissipated now.”

“Do you know which senior it was?”

Someone in the crowd couldn’t help but ask.

The story of a thousand years ago was a bloody shadow cast over everyone’s hearts.

If it weren’t for those seniors who defied death and paved the way with their lives for the peaceful Xuan Tian Realm of today, how could they have their relatively tranquil lives?

Therefore, many wished to know the names of those seniors who had sacrificed their lives. Perhaps those seniors could no longer see the Xuan Tian Realm of today, but if they could know their names and offer respects, it would be good.

“I didn’t… know her name.”

Venerable Wen Qing gently shook her head.

Her thoughts returned to the first time she saw that wisp of residual soul.

It was when she was ambushed by another Demon King, her abdomen injured, her Dantian damaged, and she was dragged down into the depths of the blood pool by the tentacles within. At the bottom of the blood pool, she saw the senior who had been guarding the Demon God’s remains all along.

That wisp of residual soul, like a candle in the wind, was perhaps awakened by her fresh blood and actually opened its eyes.

“Later generations, why have you come here?”

Even though only a wisp of residual soul remained, when the heavy and ancient pressure from a thousand years ago was transmitted, Venerable Wen Qing was still crushed and unable to raise her head.

“The junior Wen Qing of the Sword Sect, greets the senior.”

When she bent over and bowed, she inadvertently pulled at the wound on her abdomen, causing her to wince in pain.

Thinking about it carefully, such moments of submission were truly rare.

Since her Master had passed away, she took on the role of Elder of the Sword Sect, and she had never been so humble since.

But the person before her was worthy of it.

Therefore, Venerable Wen Qing did not feel the slightest sense of humiliation. She sincerely lowered her head and bowed to the senior before her.

“Sword Sect…”

“This Venerable has not heard of it.”

The other person’s words carried a sense of etherealness, as if recalling, but after a long while, she still gave up.

“Is it a minor sect that rose later?”

Upon hearing this, Venerable Wen Qing’s mouth twitched.

Minor sect…

How could the Sword Sect be considered a minor sect now?

But it was inappropriate to say this to the senior, so Venerable Wen Qing simply answered softly: “It is a sect that rose later. Now, it is considered one of the major sects leading the Xuan Tian Realm.”

“Oh…”

The residual soul circled Venerable Wen Qing once and commented gently:

“Later generations, your bone structure is not bad.”

For some reason, upon receiving this appraisal, Venerable Wen Qing subconsciously straightened her back, with a subtle hint of pride.

“You haven’t said how you got here, or how you woke me up.”

The other party’s voice carried a hint of urging.

“This Venerable does not have much time to be conscious, and my temper is not very good. You must think carefully before speaking.”

It seemed somewhat deliberately stern.

Venerable Wen Qing’s thoughts drifted a bit, but seeing the other party growing impatient, she quickly gathered her thoughts and rushed to answer.

She recounted the renewed war between immortals and devils, as well as the fall of the Mortal Realm and the Underworld Ghost Realm.

“This junior was ambushed while fighting the demon race, which led to falling into this place. It is this junior’s mistake to have accidentally awakened the senior.”

After listening to the whole story, Venerable Wen Qing saw a hint of anger gradually appear in the residual soul before her.

“How could you have fallen to this state now, without any defense against the demon race? Was the demon race seizing cultivation resources and slaughtering countless cultivators in the past not enough to awaken you?”

“They are insidious and cunning, cruel and merciless. Instead of focusing on cultivation, you were actually able to live in peace with these beasts for so many years?”

This torrent of angry words caused Venerable Wen Qing to bow her head in shame.

Seeing her contrite, the other party couldn’t bear to harshly criticize further, only sighing:

“Forget it, this is not the fault of you alone.”

“The events of the past are also due to our failure to utterly destroy the demon race and drive them out, which buried the root of the disaster for you all today.”

The other party sighed, regretting the past events many times.

“If we had dealt with the demon race cleanly back then, I believe you all would have a better future.”

Regret was temporary. Upon learning that two demons were still eyeing Wen Qing outside the blood pool, this wisp of residual soul transferred its only remaining spiritual power to Wen Qing.

“Go and kill them all. Be sure to leave no one alive.”

The other party said so.

“However, this place will likely still need you to deal with afterward.”

Venerable Wen Qing asked, “How should I deal with it?”

The other party pointed to the mass of rotten flesh that emitted strange demonic energy. “This mass of something, I am about to dissipate. If it is not dealt with, I’m afraid the Xuan Tian Realm will still face endless strife.”

These words caused Venerable Wen Qing’s heart to clench.

“Senior, you…?”

She dared not ask more, nor dared to dwell on the deeper meaning of the other party’s words.

“It is as you think. This Venerable originally had only a wisp of residual soul left. Now that I have transferred my spiritual power to you, I naturally no longer have the ability to guard the Demon God’s remains.”

The Demon God’s remains!

Venerable Wen Qing’s heart was heavily struck.

She looked at the mass of rotten flesh that was unrecognizable but constantly wriggling, her thoughts in turmoil.

The more she looked, the more rapid her breathing became, and finally, her eyes stared blankly as she unconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch it.

Is this, the Demon God’s remains?

“Come back!”

A sharp shout recalled her consciousness.

Venerable Wen Qing suddenly snapped back, looking at her hand which was barely an inch away from touching the Demon God’s remains, and a cold sweat instantly broke out.

“You were nearly bewitched by it.”

The other party’s voice was flat.

Venerable Wen Qing quickly stepped back a few paces, keeping a good distance from the mass of rotten flesh.

“I apologize.”

She apologized softly for her recklessness.

Perhaps if the other party hadn’t reminded her just now, she would have been completely lost at the bottom of this blood pool.

“No need to thank me. After all, you will need to merge with this thing in a moment.”

The other party’s voice was calm, as if merely discussing what to eat for dinner.

But it made Venerable Wen Qing cry out in surprise.

“What?!”

The other party, however, was displeased with her overreaction: “What’s wrong?”

“Isn’t this normal? To seal it, one naturally must offer oneself to it.”

Venerable Wen Qing’s eyes widened upon hearing this.

“Then wouldn’t this junior have to stay here forever?”

“Naturally.”

Venerable Wen Qing immediately grew anxious. She hurriedly explained: “No, that’s impossible. My disciples are still waiting for me to return. They can’t manage without me.”

“They are still so young and will surely suffer greatly without my protection.”

She was so worried that she was pacing back and forth.

“It’s not that this junior is unwilling to guard the Demon God’s remains here, it’s just, it’s just—”

The Demon God’s remains, if released, would cause chaos and bloodshed. She had the ability, and she was the only one present at the moment, so she truly should take on this heavy responsibility without hesitation.

She was not afraid of death, nor was she afraid of a thousand years of loneliness at the bottom of this blood pool, but—

Her disciples had not yet grown up. How could she bear to leave them?

Her face turned pale with anxiety, yet she could not refuse the other party’s demand.

But at this moment, the other party did not criticize her behavior.

“If you are unwilling, there is another way.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Venerable Wen Qing seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She immediately knelt down toward the other party with a thud: “I beg the senior to tell me!”

—

Venerable Wen Qing’s thoughts returned. She turned to look at her disciples behind her again, her eyes filled with deep affection.

If she could, she would rather never ascend, but stay on Hidden Snow Peak, guarding her disciples until her lifespan ended.

Unfortunately—

The peaceful life was still shattered.

Feeling the increasingly pronounced sense of pull within her body, Venerable Wen Qing knew her time was running out.

She turned around, looked at Shangguan Yu who was waiting for her to speak, and whispered: “Senior Sister, gather everyone.”

“I don’t have much time left. It’s best to inform everyone about what I know as soon as possible.”

Shangguan Yu did as she was told, and soon gathered all the Elders of the Sword Sect present.

Seeing that everyone was assembled, Venerable Wen Qing slowly began: “Perhaps what you all want to know most is why I am able to ascend today.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They had all naturally seen the image in the recording stone of Venerable Wen Qing merging with the Demon God’s remains. Now seeing the half-human, half-demon Venerable Wen Qing, their hearts held some vigilance, but the urgency for ascension still dominated.

“Dare I ask Venerable Wen Qing, is it necessary to merge with the Demon God’s remains in order to ascend?”

Venerable Wen Qing looked at the person who spoke, a young Elder.

He was also the Elder who had previously had conflicts with her.

Venerable Wen Qing no longer remembered his specific name.

But the fact that he asked this question meant he had roughly guessed something.

She looked down at the demonic features on her body, then scanned the crowd waiting for her answer, and finally responded:

“Precisely.”

“To ascend, one must merge with the Demon God’s remains.”

“Is there no other way besides this?”

“No other way!”

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