Wanxi Rebirth - Chapter 56

Killing a demon—whether in human territory or demon territory—is always a righteous act that satisfies justice.

But if this demon is an old acquaintance who had fought desperately to escape from the demon realm, that changes everything.

“You really know how to give me tough problems!” Chan Ying exclaimed with a glare at Yue Tingxi while drawing out the poison from Qin Suliu’s body. “Turning a demon back into a normal person? If that were possible, the ‘demon realm’ would never have existed in the first place!”

“Then what about restoring rationality?” Yue Tingxi realized a full restoration might be impossible, so she aimed for the next best solution. “Being able to communicate, control yourself, and suppress your bloodthirst.”

“…Perhaps a wakefulness pill might help, but to be honest, her condition comes from her soul being heavily polluted by memories. To fully awaken her, you would have to enter her soul and remove those foreign memories. Only cultivators at the Out-of-Body stage can interfere with a soul, and one slip could make her memories chaotic as well,” Chan Ying explained.

“However, there’s a simpler solution,” she continued, looking at Qin Suliu. “You said her entire family was wiped out, right? Since she has no lingering attachments, why not forget the past completely and start over?”

“But if she forgets everything, she won’t even remember her enemies!” Yue Tingxi frowned.

“That’s why you can remember for her,” Chan Ying countered. “I can’t think of a better method. The decision is yours.”

Yue Tingxi instinctively sensed that in the Heart Demon Tribulation, her own form remained at the late Nascent Soul stage, not yet reaching Out-of-Body.

If she wanted to remove memories, the only reliable candidate would be the people of Qingyu Mountain.

Yet she worried that Qingyu Mountain might deem the demon hopeless and kill her outright, so she abandoned the idea.

There was also another factor: since this was likely the Heart Demon Tribulation’s illusion, she had to consider the emotional ties involved and what resolution each side expected.

“Soul pollution” was undoubtedly the emotional burden Qin Suliu carried through two lifetimes. How did she plan to handle it?

And if Yue Tingxi truly saved her in that state, how should she approach her afterward?

Unable to decide, Yue Tingxi accepted a wakefulness pill from Chan Ying and decided to first observe its effects.

Once the poison was neutralized, she brought Qin Suliu back to her cave, administered the medicine, changed her clothes, and began observing her.

While changing her, she held the fox tail that seemed naturally part of the young lady’s body.

It was soft and fluffy, though there was only one tail for now—perhaps due to weakness or that she had only consumed a single fox demon.

Yue Tingxi was concerned about the connection between the tail and Qin Suliu, so she held it in her palm and rubbed it.

…It actually woke her.

Dazed, Qin Suliu opened her eyes slightly and instinctively bit.

Yue Tingxi had been prepared this time, pinching her chin and curling the tail around her hands to prevent scratches.

“Qin Suliu, young lady, Ah Zi, do you remember me?” She stared into Qin Suliu’s half-open, blood-red eyes.

When she said “Ah azhi,” she noticed a clear stiffening in her companion’s movements.

“You’re back in the human realm, Ah azhi,” Yue Tingxi spoke softly. “Now you’re in Xishan, in my cave. As long as you don’t kill or eat demons, I’ll let you stay by my side.”

Mimicking the tone of couples in storybooks, she tried to calm the young lady first.

Qin Suliu did not speak but stared for a long moment, then relaxed.

Yue Tingxi cautiously let go, and Qin Suliu leaned precisely onto her newly-formed legs, resting her head there.

She simply rested, doing nothing more.

Seeing her calm, Yue Tingxi gently combed her hair and noticed she showed no signs of hostility.

…The wakefulness pill really worked?

Relieved, Yue Tingxi reminded herself repeatedly: Chan Ying’s suggested solution was still necessary—the pill was only temporary.

Now that the young lady seemed clear-headed, she asked, “Do you remember what we were doing before?”

Qin Suliu was silent for a long time, touching her neck as if puzzled rather than guilty.

“Uh… before that?” Yue Tingxi saw her neck and quickly asked.

The demon atop her lap shook her head, then turned to face Yue Tingxi, arms wrapping around her, pressing her face against Yue Tingxi’s stomach.

Yue Tingxi: …?

She continued, “Why aren’t you speaking? Is it soul damage? Or throat injury?”

Earlier, when bringing the young lady to see Chan Ying, she had been poisoned and unconscious. Yue Tingxi had been so focused on discussing soul contamination that she forgot to have Chan Ying check her throat.

“Tired,” the young lady suddenly uttered.

“Where are you tired?”

“My mind… too many people talking,” Qin Suliu frowned, closing her eyes. “Too chaotic.”

Yue Tingxi paused. She had been in similar overwhelming situations and understood the sensation.

“I… have a way to make them shut up forever. Want me to try?” she asked.

Qin Suliu did not respond but hugged her tighter.

This was refusal.

Yue Tingxi understood: she did not want to erase her memories but wanted to stay rational, which left only one way.

“Then wait until I reach Out-of-Body stage. I’ll personally help you cleanse your soul,” she said with determination.

“Okay,” Qin Suliu immediately agreed and began undressing.

Yue Tingxi froze, stopping her as her outer robe had already slipped to her knees.

“What are you doing?!”

“Demons grow fast. If you don’t consume cultivator blood, we can dual cultivate,” Qin Suliu stated flatly. “I’m Out-of-Body mid-stage. Helping you is more efficient.”

Yue Tingxi was dumbstruck.

“Oh, you don’t want to become a true demon, so you want me to advance quickly and cleanse your soul’s corruption sooner?” she clarified.

Qin Suliu responded with an embrace and an insistent kiss.

Even having trained with her outside the illusion, Yue Tingxi struggled against the young lady’s assertiveness.

Dual cultivation is mutual, but this felt like a one-sided imposition.

Now she understood why the young lady’s fox tails were so powerful—they fixed her body and tail in place.

She could neither escape nor rest.

Only when distant thunder rumbled outside did Qin Suliu reluctantly release her, flying outward.

Yue Tingxi knew her purpose, but could only grab a tuft of tail hair; she had no strength to pull her back.

By now, Yue Tingxi had reached the initial Out-of-Body stage, and her “snake egg” in the dantian had hatched into a small snake.

Unable to physically follow the young lady, she attempted to project her spiritual consciousness, reciting general Out-of-Body incantations to move her soul to the tribulation platform.

Perhaps due to her stage or the greater freedom of a soul, she appeared exactly where she intended.

Thunder roared; five elements lightning struck.

Yet unlike outside the illusion, the lightning did not form tangible objects—before formation, the young lady dispersed it, absorbing it as part of her spiritual power.

After the final Earth-element lightning struck, clouds cleared; the remaining two tribulation bolts did not appear.

Qin Suliu adjusted, standing upright with nine snow-white fox tails behind her, flowing like dandelions.

—And yet the dandelions entangled her.

All the five-element lightning had been absorbed and converted into pure spiritual power, returned to Yue Tingxi.

Her body could not handle the excess, causing extreme dantian pressure. She struggled, almost poisoned the young lady out of desperation.

Fortunately, Qin Suliu released her.

Yue Tingxi realized the demonized young lady was domineering, caring little for her comfort or consent, simply acting on her intentions.

Time blurred, but her cultivation steadily rose, reaching mid Out-of-Body stage.

Late Out-of-Body was out of reach—the young lady’s supply limited her.

Knowing she would soon remove the foreign memories from Qin Suliu’s soul, Yue Tingxi rested.

Her sleep was cut short by a strong scent of blood.

She opened her eyes to see Qin Suliu lying in a pool of blood, all nine tails stained crimson.

Arched, she was stabbing something into her body.

Yue Tingxi hurriedly helped her up, discovering a sharp dagger in her abdomen, decorated as a Qingyu Mountain artifact.

Her mind reeled; she wanted to confront Qingyu Mountain but was stopped by Qin Suliu shaking her arm, signaling “no.”

“It’s me… I requested it from Qingyu Mountain… otherwise… I would harm you, feed on your blood…” Qin Suliu’s voice was weak.

She inflicted pain on herself to suppress the demon’s bloodlust.

“You…!” Yue Tingxi was speechless but fed her a healing pill and carefully removed the dagger.

Suddenly, she understood why Qingyu Mountain opposed her closeness to the young lady.

Soul pollution wasn’t just memories; the demon’s habits over centuries could infect humans, turning them into evil unknowingly.

Still, outside the illusion, the young lady’s state was far from this level.

She would not attack or forcibly impose herself.

…Then why did the Heart Demon Tribulation show a demonized young lady?

A thought flashed through Yue Tingxi’s mind: the Gray Moth.

After death, Qin Suliu made a deal with world consciousness, gaining the Gray Moth to cast a “separation” spell.

According to Lan Fengqing’s research, this spell separates a “concept.”

Hence, outside the illusion, Qin Suliu used the Gray Moth to isolate memories that could drive her insane.

Everything made sense: why she insisted on the soul-purifying pill, why Qingyu Mountain opposed their interactions…

If one day the Gray Moth failed or the deal ended, protection would vanish, and she would become as she appeared now.

Was Qin Suliu asking for her help?

She trusted no one else; others didn’t know she was a reborn person from another time. The only candidate was herself—a friend from the same world and time.

She was both benefactor and most qualified enemy, and the only one who understood the young lady’s transformation.

But she had never removed corrupted parts from a soul before—could she truly help?

Placing the dagger far away, Yue Tingxi held her and used a purification spell to cleanse blood from her body and hair.

“What should I do? How do I enter your soul? How do I remove those memories?” she asked.

“…I don’t know,” Qin Suliu murmured. “But you can come in.”

Before Yue Tingxi could respond, Qin Suliu touched her forehead to hers.

—Yue Tingxi felt as if falling into a pitch-black abyss.

It was empty and cold, reeking of blood.

White bones and dismembered corpses lay everywhere, making her nauseous.

Passing through, she heard obscene chatter: eating cultivator flesh, breaking seals, corrupting the world.

Scattered information mixed with filth: demon realm power structures, a demon lord’s deal with human realm spirits, releases of sealed ancient demons…

She stopped abruptly.

“Xishan ancestor should’ve been released earlier! Back then, she manifested a giant snake form and devoured ten cities’ cultivators at once! If not for that gold-eyed woman’s scale, we’d still be sealed in this wretched place!”

…Xishan ancestor? Giant snake form?

She recalled the Book of World Affairs.

The Xiyu Sect leader had opened the Xishan seal using her demon pill, releasing ancient demons who ravaged humans and demons.

One demon was famous even in the demon realm—but why did her demon pill open the seal?

The gold-eyed woman must have been the “savior scale”?

The artifact’s actions indeed deserved the term “salvation.”

Yue Tingxi stayed calm, continuing forward.

Her current soul strength allowed her to filter influences while absorbing memories efficiently.

Once she absorbed enough information, she raised her hand.

These voices reminded her she could now use the Savior Scale’s rule power. While inexperienced, erasing memories should be feasible.

“Filth must be cleansed,” she thought.

Golden light surged from her fingers, flowing to every corner of the dark abyss.

One disgusting memory was removed, then another—Qin Suliu fully opened her heart, allowing smooth progress.

At this time, a Gray Moth appeared, flying in a certain direction.

Yue Tingxi’s gaze hardened, following the guidance.

Soon, she stopped before a separation barrier.

Inside was a massive white-furred creature with nine tails, unkempt.

It seemed aware of Yue Tingxi’s presence. One eye was missing.

“…Tushan Demon Lord.” Yue Tingxi recognized her identity from the information. “Tushan Jinglan, the ‘Jing’ in Xuanying City is your eye.”

After the demon catastrophe, cities were rebuilt. To commemorate achievements and give closure, part of great demons was sealed in cities to provide energy, consumed over generations.

“Your soul carries Xiaoba’s aura,” Tushan Jinglan stared with one eye. “But your strength is too weak. Who… are you?”

The “Xiaoba” she mentioned was the ancient beast, Ba Snake, still sealed in Xishan.

“It doesn’t matter who I am,” Yue Tingxi replied. “I’m just here to erase you.”

“Erase me? Haha!” Tushan Jinglan laughed. “Do you really think a little Xie Zhi’s rule power can remove my consciousness? Don’t underestimate me!”

Yue Tingxi knew this would be difficult. She focused on extracting information from the demon’s words to remain calm.

…“Xie Zhi”? So the Savior Scale’s original name? Its pronunciation resembles the fair “Xiezhi” scale of justice.

Only residual consciousness remained—likely from the previous life—so her soul’s power would be partially weakened.

Since the Gray Moth, the world consciousness agent, guided her here, the scale of victory favored them.

Confident, Yue Tingxi approached the barrier.

With rule power still purging other corrupted memories, she did not dismantle the barrier, entering directly.

A blood-red mouth lunged at her, nine tails blocked retreat!

She had no intention to retreat, manifesting her black-tailed snake form, letting it swallow her intentionally.

As expected, the Gray Moth activated the barrier, protecting her inside.

She could now focus on using her fledgling rule power to dismantle Tushan Jinglan’s soul from within.

But inside, she found a small child trapped.

Approaching, she realized it was young Qin Suliu.

Looking up at her, she understood it was the present young lady.

“Listenxi… Sister…” Qin Suliu whispered, frail and injured. One eye seemed blind, blood dripping from head to chin.

“I finally found you!” Yue Tingxi landed beside her. “Do you remember what we were doing?”

“After completing the five-element lightning tribulation, you suddenly fainted… I kept calling for you, and soon… I arrived here too,” Qin Suliu spoke slowly, clearly.

“What is your current state?” Yue Tingxi looked at her bindings. “Have you fused with Tushan Jinglan’s soul?”

“No. I intended to use the tribulation to destroy her, but she took advantage of my weakness and consumed me,” Qin Suliu confessed. “But… what you’ve done here, I saw it all clearly.”

After a moment of eye contact, Yue Tingxi concentrated her golden spiritual power.

“I intend to destroy her from within. Any advice?” she asked.

“Like a clash of spiritual powers, stronger than her… that’s enough,” Qin Suliu said. “I have no strategy, but our souls have coexisted for years, I know her weaknesses. I… will be your eyes.”

Her voice was weak, unable to endure much longer.

“Good. Then help me aim,” Yue Tingxi said, weaving golden spiritual power into a bow, ready to strike wherever Qin Suliu indicated.

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