The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Captured the Villainous Demon Venerable - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Not Locking Me Up Anymore?

Yun Wushang stared at the Demonic Gathering Array on the ground for a long time, lost in thought.

There had always been a technique in the cultivation world to convert Demonic Crystals into Spirit Stones, which suggested that demonic qi and spiritual qi could be mutually converted through some means.

She had spent several days confirming that the meridians in cultivators and demonic cultivators were identical; only the direction of energy circulation was different. This meant that as long as she could reverse her meridians, she, as a demonic cultivator, could create the illusion of being a cultivator.

Since then, she had spent several years researching the Meridian Reversal Technique, finally succeeding in reversing her own meridians.

This, of course, came with a price: her cultivation stagnated, her realm dropped below the Nascent Soul stage, her strength became weak, she suffered internal injuries that were difficult to heal, and she endured burning pain like being engulfed in flames every moment.

Yet Mo Xun, who had only encountered Demonic Crystals yesterday, was using them as energy today to reverse the qi pathways of a Spirit Gathering Array, creating a Demonic Gathering Array.

Yun Wushang: This talent… is truly terrifying. It makes my years of research a joke.

“How did you do it?” Yun Wushang asked coldly, her tone clearly holding displeasure mixed with a hint of resentment.

Mo Xun heard it but didn’t take it to heart, answering seriously: “The Foreign Affairs Elder said that Demonic Crystals can be converted into Spirit Stones. At the time, I wondered if demonic qi and spiritual qi could be mutually converted. It actually makes sense; precisely because they can convert, cultivators can fall to the demonic path.”

“Later, you reversed your meridians in front of me, transforming from an immortal to a demon, which further confirmed that not only can demonic qi and spiritual qi be mutually converted, but demonic cultivators and immortal cultivators can also convert. Their meridians are the same; only the energy flow differs.”

Mo Xun took out a Demonic Crystal from her storage pouch and formed an array with one hand. Though it was unclear exactly what array she had set up inside the crystal, after a spiritual energy fluctuation, the crystal’s color changed from purplish-black to azure blue, no longer emitting demonic qi, but instead pure spiritual qi.

Yun Wushang: “…”

Mo Xun continued: “The energy flow inside a crystal can be changed, and naturally, so can the flow within an array. Although the methods are slightly different, the underlying principle is the same. I haven’t reversed meridians in a cultivator’s body before, but I generally know how to do it. However, my spiritual energy is definitely insufficient to reverse the meridians of a half-fallen Mahayana stage cultivator. I will need your help then.”

Yun Wushang: “…”

Her words made it sound as if she had already agreed to go, to let Mo Xun perform the Meridian Reversal Technique, with herself only assisting.

Should this courage—to use extraordinary techniques to treat an extraordinary person—be attributed to her being a descendant of medical cultivators?

However…

“Have you considered the consequences of failure in the treatment?” Yun Wushang frowned and asked. “The Jishi Immortal Sect is one of the three great Immortal Sects. Aside from the Sect Leader Wen Yuchan, they have two Mahayana stage cultivators who are constantly in seclusion. If they learn that Wen Yuchan fell to the demonic path or died because of you, what will you do when they come out and vent their anger on you?”

“I am confident I can cure her,” Mo Xun replied calmly. “If I didn’t have absolute confidence, I wouldn’t act rashly. After all, this is a life.”

Although the surgeries Mo Xun had performed before transmigrating were not major, she was always ready to take on larger, more difficult ones, because no one knew whether tomorrow or an accident would arrive first. If she encountered any sudden situation and had to step in last minute, she had to be calm and brave enough to do so.

Yun Wushang asked again: “Wen Yuchan is a stranger to you. Why save her?”

She paused before continuing: “I don’t want you to be held back by this matter, and I don’t want it to constantly weigh on your mind, keeping you awake at night.”

Mo Xun: I don’t want you thinking about how to save another woman while resting in my arms.

Mo Xun didn’t speak that sentence out loud, but just the two sentences she did say stunned Yun Wushang for a long time, complex emotions flickering in her eyes.

After a long while, Yun Wushang looked down and said: “I am a Mahayana stage Demonic Venerable; I do not require sleep.”

Mo Xun knew she was being stubborn again and said nothing.

Yun Wushang glanced up at her, seeing the ‘say whatever you like’ expression on her face. She sighed inwardly, no longer arguing, and stepped into the Demonic Gathering Array to sit cross-legged: “I will meditate here for three days. After three days, I will take you to the Jishi Immortal Sect.”

Hearing this, Mo Xun first smiled and said “Good,” then provocatively added: “Not locking me up anymore?”

Yun Wushang knew she was in the wrong. She looked away, silent for a moment, then said: “As long as you don’t leave the cave, you can do whatever you want. If you dare to leave the cave… don’t let me find you, or I will kill you.”

“Can do whatever I want,” Mo Xun automatically ignored the latter half of her sentence, repeating the five words, then suddenly raised her hand to form a seal.

Accompanied by a spiritual energy fluctuation, sixteen wooden stakes rose from the ground in sixteen directions around Yun Wushang. They curved and intertwined above Yun Wushang’s head, encircling her like a birdcage.

This cage had no restrictions, nor did it suppress demonic qi. It was just an empty frame, easy to break free from.

Yun Wushang looked up from the cage, staring at Mo Xun outside for a while, her eyes holding resentment and helplessness.

Mo Xun stood, looking down at her, and said casually: “You said I can do whatever I want.”

Yun Wushang snorted, said “Boring,” closed her eyes inside the cage, and entered meditation, showing no intention of destroying the cage.

Yun Wushang: She’s still so resentful.

Yun Wushang remembered the time Mo Xun stood before her, mimicking her tone to tell her to “strip,” and the time Mo Xun threw the Imperial Sword Art she tossed over straight onto the ground, insisting on an apology.

Mo Xun was never someone who would passively endure things; she was vindictive.

And she… didn’t dislike this side of Mo Xun.

She even found it somewhat intriguing.

Thanks to the Demonic Gathering Array, or perhaps because Mo Xun wasn’t locked up and she didn’t have to worry about her, Yun Wushang’s efficiency during these three days of meditation outside the secret chamber was several times greater than it was inside.

Three days later, although her demonic qi was far from fully recovered, it was more than enough to suppress Wen Yuchan’s fall to the demonic path.

She opened her eyes, stood up, put the entire Demonic Gathering Array into her storage pouch, then said to Mo Xun, who was sitting on her bed: “Follow me.”

Mo Xun acknowledged with an “Mm,” and stood up to follow her.

This time, Yun Wushang didn’t lift Mo Xun by her sash like carrying a package. Instead, she supported Mo Xun’s feet with her own demonic qi, allowing her to fly alongside her.

Midway, Yun Wushang suddenly spoke, without turning her head: “Wen Yuchan once showed kindness to me. If not for that, what does it matter to me whether she is an immortal or a demon?”

Mo Xun looked curiously at her profile, waiting quietly for her to continue.

Yun Wushang paid no attention to her reaction, looking ahead and continuing on her own: “That was before I fell to the demonic path. I had just broken through from Nascent Soul to the Integration stage and was undergoing the Six-Nine Heavenly Tribulation. Someone tried to ambush me during the tribulation to seize my magical artifacts. Wen Yuchan happened to pass by and killed them with her painless poison, saving my life. Later, Wen Yuchan partially fell to the demonic path and needed a demonic cultivator whose realm was no lower than hers to suppress the demonic qi in her body. In the entire Demonic Realm, I am the only Mahayana stage demonic cultivator. Her disciples came to me, asking me to repay the life-saving favor from back then.”

“So that’s how it is,” Mo Xun sighed. “With your realm and strength, if you didn’t want to repay the debt, no one could force you. Ultimately, you are righteous and know how to repay kindness.”

Yun Wushang looked like she wanted to speak but finally closed her mouth, saying nothing.

The System, however, suddenly spoke, startling Mo Xun: Congratulations, Host, on completing the mission “Learn Yun Wushang’s Past.” You have received 3 reward points! The Host now has 13 redeemable reward points!

Mo Xun was surprised for a moment before realizing: Oh right, Yun Wushang voluntarily revealed her past just now.

She had exhausted herself trying to get Yun Wushang to disclose the reason for her expulsion from the sect, but Yun Wushang hadn’t even been asked why she had to save Wen Yuchan, yet she had proactively explained the whole sequence of events.

But then again, what one is unwilling to say, one won’t say, no matter how much they are pressured.

It seemed that being expelled by the Tianshan Immortal Sect Leader was a significant blow to Yun Wushang.

After flying for an unknown length of time, Yun Wushang and Mo Xun finally arrived near the peaks of the Jishi Immortal Sect. Yun Wushang then skillfully used magic to open a gap in the Jishi Immortal Sect’s protective array, flying directly toward the inner sect’s main peak with Mo Xun.

From a distance, Mo Xun saw the two inner sect disciples of the Jishi Immortal Sect waiting in the most visible spot on the mountain top, as if they knew Yun Wushang would arrive.

They likely sensed it when Yun Wushang opened the protective array.

When Yun Wushang and Mo Xun landed, the two female cultivators saluted Yun Wushang: “Thank you, Demonic Venerable, for being willing to come. Sect Leader Master is inside the room. Please follow us in.”

Yun Wushang said nothing, preoccupied with adjusting her hair and robes.

Mo Xun saw this and instinctively helped her straighten the hair behind her back.

Yun Wushang did not resist, letting her adjust.

The two followed the Jishi Immortal Sect female cultivators into the room of the Jishi Immortal Sect Leader.

Inside, a beautiful, unadorned woman sat cross-legged on a pure white bed. She wore no accessories in her hair and gave a sense of extreme purity.

Sensing Yun Wushang’s approach, she opened her eyes, her pupils an unusual shade of jade green.

This person was Wen Yuchan.

Mo Xun bowed to her: “Greetings, Senior.”

Wen Yuchan stared at her for a moment, then shifted her gaze to Yun Wushang, motioning with her eyes for an explanation.

Yun Wushang crossed her arms in a casual, unrestrained posture and spoke calmly: “I have come this time to bring you a method to completely resolve your half-fallen state. I just don’t know if you dare to risk trying it.”

“Will you be the one to solve it, or… will she?” Wen Yuchan asked, her voice giving a sense of undisturbed calm, like a windless water surface.

“She will,” Yun Wushang replied.

Wen Yuchan turned her gaze back to Mo Xun, staring at her for a moment before speaking: “Junior, tell me your name.”

“My name is Mo Xun,” Mo Xun answered, maintaining her bowing posture.

“Mo Xun… Xun…” Wen Yuchan muttered, somewhat distracted. Coming back to attention, she asked Mo Xun, “Is your spiritual root the dual Water and Wood?”

“Yes, Senior, it is,” Mo Xun replied, finding it a bit strange.

With Wen Yuchan’s realm, she should be able to instantly determine Mo Xun’s realm and spiritual root, but if she had, why was she asking?

Wen Yuchan immediately followed up: “Can you heal with spiritual energy?”

“Yes,” Mo Xun answered, a hint of uneasiness rising in her heart.

Wen Yuchan wasn’t finished: “Are you proficient in arrays?”

“…I suppose I have talent,” Mo Xun replied, feeling even more uneasy.

What is going on?

Her realm and spiritual root could be instantly determined by any cultivator with a higher realm, let alone a Mahayana stage one, just by sweeping their divine sense over her.

But could the ability to heal with spiritual energy and proficiency in arrays be detected by divine sense?

Still feeling uneasy, Wen Yuchan let out a sigh that sounded like both wonder and relief. Then she closed her eyes and spoke one sentence: “Come. I trust you.”