The Cool and Aloof Immortal Master Has Fallen to the Demonic Path (Transmigration) - Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Feng Lingyan genuinely wanted to stand by and do nothing, or turn a deaf ear, but her position dictated otherwise. Although the Chief Elder was a high position, it also limited her actions and demeanor to a certain extent.
Despite her reluctance, the lantern held by Feng Lingyan shone with a brilliant golden light, and golden orbs of light flew out and slammed into Shen Yin’s long sword. Shen Yin had no intention of opposing Feng Lingyan, so she naturally withdrew her long sword after the golden light issued its warning.
Lu Sheng truly lacked any moral character or spirit, resorting to seeking the protection of a woman in the end.
Yi Hu, hidden in Shen Yin’s sleeve, took everything in.
She stole a couple more glances at Feng Lingyan, feeling that if they were alone, Feng Lingyan would definitely find an excuse to beat Lu Sheng up fiercely. Although Feng Lingyan was very protective of the female lead, her own temper was quite bad.
Feng Lingyan glared at Lu Sheng, and then said to Shen Yin: “Senior Sister Shen, there’s no need to get so angry. Senior Brother has always had this kind of temperament.”
On the surface, every word seemed to be defending Lu Sheng, but Feng Lingyan was the one who was the most ruthless later on. After Lu Sheng fell into the demonic path, he was stabbed through the heart by Feng Lingyan’s sword. The other members of the Immortal Spirit Sect were still hesitating, mindful of their camaraderie, but Feng Lingyan was absolutely ruthless and unwavering.
She didn’t hesitate to take the lives of fellow disciples, let alone a demon like her who had trespassed into the Immortal Spirit Sect’s territory and could freely enter and exit the Ancient Spirit Clan’s Sacred Land.
Yi Hu instinctively pressed closer to the fabric inside Shen Yin’s sleeve, trying her best to hide her form, fearing that Feng Lingyan would discover and slay her.
Yi Hu also understood that this was Feng Lingyan’s duty. The Chief Elder of the Immortal Spirit Sect was essentially the maintainer of the sect’s order and rules. Although she was in a position second only to the Sect Master, she was also the least free person within the Immortal Spirit Sect. She had to treat everything in the sect equally, including every blade of grass, tree, and flower, and could not be partial even if the Sect Master made a mistake. Shen Yin still had a few close friends among the fellow disciples in the Immortal Spirit Sect, but Feng Lingyan had always been a lone wolf. Only by having received some kindness from Bai Ruxue in her youth was she particularly concerned about Bai Ruxue’s affairs and the well-being of Bai Ruxue’s daughter.
The book began with her finding Bai Ruxue’s daughter. She originally intended to take Bai Ruxue’s daughter as her disciple, but due to sect rules, the lineage of Bai Ruxue, who was stripped of the right to compete for the Sect Master position, meant that the female lead, as her blood relative, could no longer inherit the Sect Master position. Feng Lingyan, as the Chief Elder, had the right for her disciples to compete. She had no choice but to entrust the female lead to Shen Yin.
Feng Lingyan was a heavy sword hanging over the Immortal Spirit Sect. She had to think of the sect impartially at all times.
She was even less free than the Sect Master.
However, sympathy was one thing; compared to Feng Lingyan, she felt more sorry for herself. If Feng Lingyan discovered her, her little life would be in peril, and she might even have her soul annihilated.
Thinking of death, Yi Hu felt her throat being choked by an invisible force. Her breathing became increasingly difficult. The True Qi that Shen Yin had left in her body seemed to be dissipating. Her breathing became more and more painful. She had experienced this feeling a hundred times.
She flapped her wings, letting out a silent lament: “Immortal Master, save me!”
Although Shen Yin had withdrawn her long sword, her sharp gaze did not move away from Lu Sheng. She remained silent, and Lu Sheng felt a sense of fear, along with annoyance: “According to sect rules, harming a fellow disciple can lead to being locked in the Forbidden Area for life-long confinement.”
He was threatening Shen Yin. Shen Yin’s figure moved and was already in front of Lu Sheng. That jade-like hand gripped his throat: “You are threatening me?”
Shen Yin’s temper was neither too good nor too bad. She was relatively gentle when Mo Tianji was around, but became more indifferent after Mo Tianji left. However, she was not heartless, just quiet and deep in thought.
However, her relationship with Lu Sheng had always been strained, and she didn’t need to show him any courtesy.
“You lunatic, Shen Yin, you are a lunatic!” Lu Sheng’s windpipe was choked by Shen Yin, and his face started turning red. He mustered his True Qi to escape from Shen Yin, but for every bit of True Qi he circulated, Shen Yin’s grip tightened slightly. Powerless to struggle, he could only beg Feng Lingyan, who was standing by: “Elder Feng, why don’t you intervene!”
Feng Lingyan respected and loved Bai Ruxue, and Lu Sheng’s constant targeting of the deceased made her angry. She initially didn’t want to move, but Lu Sheng reminded her of her position once again.
Just as she was about to take action, Shen Yin moved first, forcefully throwing Lu Sheng out. He slammed heavily onto the ground, eating a mouthful of dust. Feng Lingyan saw everything, feeling that Lu Sheng had brought it upon himself, but on the surface, she still had to reprimand Shen Yin: “Senior Sister Shen, such actions truly violate the spirit of camaraderie.”
Shen Yin did not respond. She quietly watched Lu Sheng on the ground, waiting for him to get up.
“Shen Yin! I’ll fight you!” Lu Sheng climbed up from the ground, only feeling a surge of rage. He summoned a long saber, seemingly intending to fight Shen Yin to the death. Shen Yin smiled faintly, flicking her hands forward slightly. Two golden dots of light gathered in the air. With a gentle wave, the two light dots rushed toward Lu Sheng.
The light dots traveled quickly as if carried by a strong wind, heading straight for Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng hadn’t even calmed his breathing when he was struck by one of the light dots. He was shaken as if struck by lightning, and the long saber he had just summoned fell from his hand, landing on the ground and disappearing without a trace. Lu Sheng frantically dodged the second light dot. His arms hung limply at his sides, completely drained of strength. He could only move his legs to evade, appearing very disheveled.
Feng Lingyan finally moved. Her skirt billowed as she blocked Lu Sheng. The light dots hit the lantern in her hand and disappeared. She turned her head and glared at Lu Sheng: “Hurry up and leave.”
Only then did Lu Sheng flee in a panic.
He stumbled and staggered, unable to even fly steadily. Unable to bear the sight, Feng Lingyan waved her right hand, and a golden light emerged, landing at his feet. Lu Sheng’s figure instantly disappeared from view.
“Elder Feng’s kindness may not be something he can handle.” Shen Yin finally spoke. There was not a trace of guilt for harming a fellow disciple in her words, and she even exposed Feng Lingyan’s retaliation.
Feng Lingyan’s palm strike contained a trace of her innate True Essence. It seemed like she was helping Lu Sheng, but she knew his capabilities. His strength disparity with Feng Lingyan was too great, and he completely lacked the ability to control Feng Lingyan’s True Essence. When the spiritual energy was exhausted, no one knew where he would land.
Lu Sheng had always been the weakest of the Immortal Spirit Sect Elders.
“Elder Lu’s cultivation has regressed over the years; he should really put in some hard work.” Feng Lingyan looked unconcerned. She clasped her hands behind her back, looked at the other side of the sky, and said calmly, “Ultimately, this is still within the sect’s territory.”
The lantern in her hand also disappeared into thin air.
“Senior Sister Shen, since the demon is gone, let’s return to the sect.” Feng Lingyan did not dwell on the matter of Shen Yin harming Lu Sheng. Feng Lingyan closed her eyes slightly: “I did not see what happened today. I hope Senior Sister Shen will maintain the same stance as me.”
“Naturally.” Shen Yin had no objections to Feng Lingyan covering for her. She had a long-standing grudge with Lu Sheng. It was just that Lu Sheng knew his strength was low and he had many enemies, so he usually didn’t step outside the sect. She didn’t know what possessed him to come to her territory today.
She had finally vented her pent-up frustration. She turned around to leave with Feng Lingyan, but a subtle sensation made her realize that the life force in her sleeve was completely gone. She abruptly turned back and looked at the cave.
Feng Lingyan was startled and suddenly opened her eyes: “Is Senior Sister also coveting the Ancient Spirit Clan’s Sacred Land?”
There seemed to be a hidden murderous intent in Feng Lingyan’s calm eyes, which Shen Yin noticed: “It would be unnatural for Junior Sister not to be interested in the Sacred Land.”
Rumor had it that the Ancient Spirit Clan’s Sacred Land contained everything. Therefore, even though it was in the Immortal Spirit Sect’s territory, many people flocked to it, one after another. Successive Sect Masters, considering the preservation of the Immortal Spirit Sect’s strength, never made it an exclusive area. Over several hundred years, countless people came with great excitement and left disappointed.
If she hadn’t sensed the demonic energy, Shen Yin wouldn’t have come here.
She was not actually interested in the objects of the Sacred Land, but the complete lack of life force in her sleeve made her uneasy.
Naturally, this was not something she could tell Feng Lingyan. Because of her master Mo Tianji’s betrayal and her senior sister Bai Ruxue’s tragic death, she did not have much intimacy with her fellow disciples in the Immortal Spirit Sect. The only people she was close to were the Sect Master Shen Yuehua and a few of her subordinates. Feng Lingyan was not within her circle of intimacy.
Feng Lingyan’s gaze flickered, seemingly stung by something. She turned and walked away: “I just feel that those who take shortcuts in cultivation are all practitioners of the side path.”
She practically cursed the entire Medicine Sect in one go.
Waiting until Feng Lingyan had completely disappeared from her sight, Shen Yin finally dared to lift her sleeve. The corpse of a mayfly slowly fell from the sleeve, emitting a jade-green light. The faint, translucent blue color made the mayfly’s body look transparent. Shen Yin watched intently and saw the mayfly’s corpse slowly dissolve into the ground, disappearing without a trace.
Did she die?
The mayfly’s cycle of being born in the morning and dying in the evening was indeed confirmed on her. But since she had died, how could she still be counted as a single entity?
Shen Yin had never seen a demon with such a short lifespan.
She stared at the spot where the mayfly’s corpse disappeared, remaining silent for a long time. Finally, she slowly stood up and left. Since she had died, she no longer needed to contemplate whether to save her. Yi Hu had made the decision for her.
Just as she was about to leave, Shen Yin turned back and looked at the mountaintop again. For some reason, Yi Hu’s voice echoed in her ear: “Immortal Master, may I beg you again tomorrow? Today’s me is going to die.”
Her thoughts paused slightly, and she slowly descended from the air.
Shen Yin stared at the ground where the mayfly had dissipated again. She was filled with doubt and confusion. Did Yi Hu know she was going to die from the beginning? Indeed, she had displayed signs of imminent death earlier, and only survived when she transferred her True Qi.
Could it be that even if a mayfly becomes a demon, it still undergoes the cycle of being born in the morning and dying in the evening?
Shen Yin had never encountered a mayfly demon, so she could only reconsider the details between herself and Yi Hu. It wasn’t that she had grown fond of the female demon; it was just that a mayfly becoming a demon was truly rare, and she could actually enter the Sacred Land that no one had been able to enter for hundreds of years. She held a secret.
Shen Yin was not overly curious, but she had previously promised Yi Hu to save her. Shen Yin valued her word.
She looked at the cave a few more times, standing against the moonlight. She would wait to see if that mayfly would truly come back to life.