After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 97

In the chaos, Qin Qingyi, who had fallen to the ground and was dazed from the impact, lifted her eyelids. Her back was in scorching pain from her injury, and her head was buzzing from the hard fall.

A fierce and prolonged pain radiated through her limbs and bones. Her Drifting White Sword was cast aside, its silver-white blade stained with mud, vibrating and letting out a plaintive cry.

I can’t beat her.

Qin Qingyi pouted and spat out a mouthful of dirt she had swallowed.

She had fallen too quickly just now, so much so that she didn’t have time to react before she crashed onto the ground. Now embedded in the mud pit, she couldn’t even manage to turn over.

Everything Master said before was a lie. There’s simply no chance of winning when fighting above your realm.

She couldn’t even get close to her opponent.

“Hey, do you need a hand?”

As Qin Qingyi was wallowing in self-pity, a familiar voice, absent for a long time, finally appeared.

The owner of the voice was none other than the long-slumbering Wuwang Immortal Venerable.

Qin Qingyi was pleasantly surprised when she realized who it was: “Senior?!”

“You’re awake?!”

The other party sounded helpless: “You’re practically dying. If this venerable one didn’t appear now, I’m afraid I would have unknowingly perished with you.”

The words were true. Wuwang Immortal Venerable resided within Qin Qingyi’s dantian. If she died, Wuwang Immortal Venerable would also be implicated. If she had a complete soul, it would be a minor injury at most, which could be healed after a period of rest. But Wuwang Immortal Venerable was merely a wisp of a remnant soul, and she had exhausted most of her primal spiritual power to seal the demon seed before. Now, she was like a flickering candle in the wind; a single mistake could cause her to vanish completely.

She was already very weak, and while sleeping within the sword, she still had to use her own divine soul to nourish the killing sword, supporting the seal within the sword to prevent the demon seed from running rampant.

But before she could rest for two stable days, she felt the earth shake violently. Seeing her “host” with a weak aura, she had to quickly wake up ahead of schedule to see what exactly had happened.

It was shocking to see. This little fox was actually throwing her life away, charging towards a Demon King whose strength was vastly superior. The posture clearly meant she was going to her death.

This angered her, forcing her to emerge from the sword, intending to teach this reckless fox cub a good lesson.

Qin Qingyi gave an embarrassed chuckle.

“It was this junior who was too reckless. I thought I’d at least have a chance to strike.”

She knew from the start that she was unlikely to defeat her opponent, but retreating without a fight was not her style. Furthermore, so many demons were watching the Yao Clan; if she backed down now, she would be laughed at by countless demons.

The other party sighed softly, seemingly chastising her for her recklessness. But finally, Qin Qingyi felt a cool, gentle touch soothe the scorching injury on her back. The pain vanished. Surprised, she reached back to feel the wound, only to find that it had healed completely.

She didn’t need to guess; it must have been Wuwang Immortal Venerable treating her wounds.

Qin Qingyi’s eyes lit up: “Thank you, Senior!”

“It’s fine, no need to thank me,” Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s voice was gentle. “If you wish to defeat her, it is not impossible.”

Qin Qingyi naturally listened intently.

“If this venerable one lends you my power, you will naturally have the strength to fight her.”

Qin Qingyi suddenly understood, but then she thought of something else—

“But, Senior, you are very weak right now. If you lend me your power again…”

Qin Qingyi could not bring herself to utter the rest of the sentence.

Wuwang Immortal Venerable knew what she was worried about: “You’re simply worried that lending you my power will hasten my disappearance, aren’t you?”

Qin Qingyi didn’t say anything, but she was indeed worried.

Although Wuwang Immortal Venerable often set traps for her when they first met, she ultimately benefited greatly. To Qin Qingyi, Wuwang Immortal Venerable was not only the benefactor who saved her junior sister’s life but also her second master who taught her many things.

Of course, she was still too shy to say these things aloud.

“Little fox, you think too much.”

Qin Qingyi only heard Wuwang Immortal Venerable let out a soft laugh, followed by a warm current flowing through her limbs and bones. An unfamiliar yet familiar power filled Qin Qingyi’s body.

“Alright, take this venerable one’s power and go fight a good battle.”

As Wuwang Immortal Venerable spoke, her voice gradually grew faint.

Qin Qingyi, before she could feel joy, sensed Wuwang Immortal Venerable weakening again. She anxiously called out, “Senior, are you alright?!”

But there was no reply to two successive calls. Qin Qingyi’s heart was burning with anxiety. Just as she was about to peer into her dantian to check, Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s voice sounded again.

“Don’t worry, this venerable one has not vanished yet.”

“You go fight first. This venerable one will take a nap, and after waking up, I’ll be fine.”

Hearing her say this, Qin Qingyi finally felt relieved.

Watching the other party fall completely asleep, Qin Qingyi felt the power within her body and her heart instantly settled.

She was also at the—

Half-Ascension Realm!

Now that their strength was equal, she would no longer be forced into a passive position.

Seeing her stand up again, Anxiya, who was seated firmly on the Demon King’s throne, finally cast her gaze down once more.

“Hmm? You took two of this venerable one’s whips and didn’t die, and you can still stand up.”

Her interest was piqued again.

“Are the bones of little demons so tough now?”

However, she didn’t want to give this little demon another chance. Thus, Anxiya manipulated the bone whip and lashed out a strike aimed at the little demon’s neck below.

She held nothing back, only thinking to quickly deal with this stubborn little demon so she could focus entirely on manipulating the battle situation.

The bone whip swung, and the sound of the fierce wind carried from afar.

Qin Qingyi was facing the direction from which the bone whip flew. She lightened her breath and watched without blinking. Perhaps due to the addition of Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s power, the whip that she couldn’t dodge before now seemed incredibly slow, as if a slight sidestep could avoid it.

As the bone whip drew closer, Qin Qingyi’s demonic power surged, forcefully pushing away the surrounding Demon Clan fodder soldiers, clearing the area around her.

She braced herself with her sword, stood with her legs slightly apart, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing her seemingly give up resistance, Anxiya’s eyes actually held a hint of amusement.

“What’s wrong? Have you been so scared by this venerable one that you no longer have the strength to fight back?”

Yanli, even more furious, charged towards the spot desperately: “Young Master!!”

She didn’t understand why the Young Master suddenly stopped moving, but she knew that the Yao Clan was in peril now, and the Young Master absolutely must not be injured again.

However, all the surrounding demons were fighting the Demon Clan. She was the only one who noticed the Young Master’s abnormality.

Yanli thought that if she arrived in time, she could take the blow for the Young Master, and the Young Master would not be injured.

Thinking this, she charged even more recklessly towards Qin Qingyi’s direction.

Until—

“Yanli, don’t come over.”

Yanli, who had been fighting with sorrow and indignation, suddenly paused. Only when Qin Qingyi’s next sound transmission rang in her ear did Yanli finally regain her senses, albeit in a daze.

“I can handle it. Just focus on yourself and try not to get hurt.”

Yanli nodded dumbly, then turned and threw herself back into the battle.

Although she didn’t know why the Young Master, who had been at a disadvantage, would suddenly be so confident, she only needed to trust the Young Master.

It had always been this way; what the Young Master said, she would surely accomplish.

Finally, the bone whip arrived before Qin Qingyi.

This time, she no longer needed to scramble to escape; she easily dodged it with a flash of movement.

But merely dodging was not the style of Hidden Snow Peak. So, the moment after dodging the whip’s gust of wind, Qin Qingyi braced the ground with her sword and, with a quick turn, wrapped the tip of the bone whip with the body of her sword.

The next moment, gripping tightly, Qin Qingyi yanked the bone whip fiercely in the opposite direction, pulling it taut.

Upon contact with the highly pure demonic energy, the Drifting White Sword, whose nature belonged to spiritual energy, began to tremble incessantly, as if it utterly detested the demonic energy on the bone whip. The sword energy of the Drifting White Sword began to leak outwards, and the spiritual root fire licked the blade, instantly burning away the demonic energy at the whip’s tip with a sizzling sound. The demonic energy shrieked and was incinerated into a puff of white smoke.

Qin Qingyi’s spirit was lifted by this sight: It works!

She increased the supply of spiritual energy to the Drifting White Sword. Instantly, the sword glowed brightly, and the spiritual root fire on the blade gradually transformed into the purest white flame. Following her thoughts, the next second, the white flame spread along the bone whip, leaving scorched earth in its wake.

The demonic energy on the bone whip was gradually swallowed by the white flame. As the demonic energy dispersed, the bone whip, where the white flame had reached, lost its gray-white color. It seemed to have been refined by the white flame, and the tip of the bone whip now emitted a faint jade-like glow.

After the demonic energy receded, the bone whip unexpectedly did not resist the spiritual energy and demonic energy Qin Qingyi applied to it. Far from its previous sinister look, it now resembled something from a righteous immortal sect.

This was quite surprising to Qin Qingyi.

She reached out and grasped the short, thornless section at the tip of the bone whip, tentatively tugging it toward herself.

Sure enough, the bone whip was quite intimate with her now. Not only did it not mind her rough tugging, but its tip even affectionately brushed against her palm.

It seemed that, compared to its original owner, Anxiya, the bone whip—now stripped of its demonic energy—preferred the heavily demonic-powered Qin Qingyi.

Anxiya’s face changed at the sight. Seeing her own weapon about to switch allegiance, her beautiful face finally showed a hint of dread towards Qin Qingyi.

She called out: “Come back!”

But the bone whip ignored its master’s call for the first time. The tip of the whip wound around Qin Qingyi’s fingers with lingering affection, refusing to let go.

Anxiya shouted again, her face black with rage. The bone whip, however, only wriggled twice like a spoiled child, showing no intention of returning.

Seeing this, Qin Qingyi couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh.

Anxiya was naturally enraged. She violently yanked the bone whip back, and demonic energy immediately covered and encroached upon it again, as if she wanted to thoroughly cleanse the area Qin Qingyi had touched. The demonic energy moved back and forth.

The demonic energy expelled the demonic energy at the whip’s tip. After a sizzling smoke, the bone whip returned to its previous sinister appearance, and the refined section at the tip regained its savage bone thorns.

Anxiya, her face dark, cracked the bone whip and looked at Qin Qingyi with extreme malice.

And Qin Qingyi naturally knew how to hit Anxiya where it hurt. She immediately began spewing venom: “Your weapon doesn’t seem to like you very much.”

“Why don’t you give it to me? A good horse deserves a good saddle; you don’t seem worthy of it.”

Anxiya’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot upon hearing this. She swung the whip and lashed out at Qin Qingyi.

“Ignorant little demon, how dare you provoke this venerable one! Today, I shall use you as a sacrifice to pave the way for this venerable one to conquer your Yao Clan!”

The whip’s wind was fierce, but Qin Qingyi was utterly fearless. Now that she had the backing of Wuwang Immortal Venerable, she no longer worried about being defeated.

She met the long whip head-on, advancing with her sword. A sword and a whip, a demon and a devil, they once again became entangled in a fierce struggle.

“If you don’t defeat me, how about you give me this whip?”

During the fight, Qin Qingyi even had time to jest with Anxiya, which naturally stoked the other party’s anger even more.

And this was exactly Qin Qingyi’s intention.

If you want to destroy her, you must first make her arrogant.

Angering her will make it easier to spot her flaws, won’t it?

As expected, after hundreds of rounds of combat, Anxiya, surprised by Qin Qingyi’s sudden increase in strength, soon exposed a flaw.

Qin Qingyi, with sharp eyes, seized this momentary opportunity and thrust her sword towards the exposed weakness of Anxiya.

With just this one move, Anxiya was injured and quickly retreated, revealing even more flaws.

Qin Qingyi seized the chance and stabbed her sword towards Anxiya’s wrist. Startled, the opponent subconsciously let go, and the long whip in her hand lost its support, threatening to fall.

Qin Qingyi timely grabbed it and immediately stored the bone whip into her spatial pouch.

Anxiya’s eyes were splitting with rage at the sight, and the look she gave Qin Qingyi was enough to devour her alive.

“Give it back to me!”

Qin Qingyi naturally didn’t listen to her. She put away the bone whip and sprinted towards the Yao Clan’s direction, shouting over her shoulder to Anxiya behind her:

“Such a good weapon is indeed more suitable for me.”

“Thank you very much for your sacrifice.”