Chapter 1502: Tears Fall Before Yu Qian in the Shura Field, Xuan Ji's Affection Confirms True Heart

Chapter 1486: Yu Qian Tears in the Shura Field, Xuanji's Affection Determines True Heart

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Amidst the howling wind, the vitality of Yujing City was completely plundered from the sky.

In the south and north of the city, vibrant black-and-white Bi'an flowers bloomed silently.

In stark contrast to the playful lives of the major wanted criminals in the Southern Domain's Sin Lands, the situation in Yujing City had reached an extreme level of tension.

Especially when the Lei Xier in Xu Xiaoshou's arms continued to shrink, eventually turning into a little loli...

Boom!

A surge of void air waves erupted.

It was as if the Devouring Body had been reborn, but this time, only vitality was consumed.

This didn't require external supply or energy from heaven and earth; it was solely through Xu Xiaoshou's own power, stepping on the Array of Life Mysteries, that he completed the feeding.

"You're awake?"

As his junior sister sat up in his arms, a smile appeared on Xu Xiaoshou's lips.

This was one of the reasons he had chosen to charge into the Life Dao Disk first.

Not only could it effectively solve the sustainability issues of his Extreme Giant form, but it could also quickly wake up his junior sister.

The strike from the Shengdi had indeed caused massive damage.

But with the Supreme Demonic Body of Life, as long as enough vitality was fed, even the gravest injuries could be rapidly repaired.

What's more, his junior sister had already consumed many life-enhancing pills from the Greedy Deity in the Apricot Realm, laying a foundation for further recovery.

"Who are you?"

Mu Zixi's eyes were blank, as if she had lost her memory, and she stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her.

Her mind was boiling.

This person looked just like Xu Xiaoshou.

But Xu Xiaoshou's ears didn't have all these little furs, and they weren't pointed. His hair wasn't white, and there was no red tattoo on his forehead.

Most importantly...

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have a tail!

The guy holding her had nine white furry tails behind him. After waking up, Mu Zixi tied her messy hair into two bundles and casually grabbed one of them.

So soft!

"Received affection, passive value, 1, 1, 1..."

"Meow!" The nine tails trembled, and Xu Xiaoshou shivered, letting out a surprised sound from his throat.

The little girl's eyes lit up immediately. A cat boy!

"Received fondness, passive value, 1, 1, 1..."

Xu Xiaoshou flicked her forehead with a knuckle, annoyed.

"Mind your image!"

"Ow."

Mu Zixi yelped in pain, but instead of being startled, she was delighted.

This familiar action, tone, and closeness made her instantly recognize it as her senior brother Xu Xiaoshou for sure!

But...

Mind her image? Why?

With a sweep of her spiritual sense, the little girl was jolted.

She saw the entire city densely packed with people trapped in Yujing City.

Floating above the city walls were many semi-saints, some unfamiliar like so-and-so, some like Mister Si Ren, and even the dean's adult... twin semi-saint brother?

What was going on?

Weren't we in the Zhongyuan Realm, fighting Shengdi Qilin and Shengdi Bei Huai?

Mu Zixi still remembered that overwhelming Shengdi power. In her Lei Xier state, she had only rushed out to block one strike and fainted on the spot.

Now, upon waking, Xu Xiaoshou had already killed his way back to Yujing City?

So many semi-saints—besides the ones she knew, were they all from the Sheng Shen Hall?

Thud!

Her thoughts suddenly shook.

Mu Zixi's eyes froze.

The images from her spiritual sense faded in her mind...

When she turned back and saw the female figure right in front of her, an inexplicable surge of anger welled up in Mu Zixi's heart!

This was a person enveloped entirely in demonic energy, with a bloody hole in her forehead and a face that was blurred beyond recognition.

But in that faint outline of thin brows and lips, there was a hint of coldness and ruthlessness...

Mu Zixi only glanced at her, and her body trembled like thunder!

"Who is she?"

"I definitely haven't seen her before, but why, why..."

Mu Zixi's thoughts erupted like a volcano, and her entire body began to shake uncontrollably.

When she lifted her hand, she realized her fingers were twitching from the agitation, her knuckles tense and stiff.

All of this was an unconscious reaction!

"Xu Xiaoshou, what's wrong with me?"

She panicked.

How could this be?

What kind of spiritual technique was this?

The woman hadn't done anything to her, but her body was completely out of control!

Boom...

At that moment, the volcano-like thoughts in her mind, after layers of internal collapse, erupted outward, spewing out countless fragmented and frozen images.

Mu Zixi's pupils lost focus.

What was she seeing...

Dismembered corpses, broken blades.

Resolute backs, fierce shouts.

It was under the knife-wielder's feet, a headless body soaked in blood.

Neatly arranged on the ground were square jade boxes, and beside them, heads of people who were both familiar and strange.

Why...

Why were all these heads missing their eyes!

Suddenly, the jade boxes snapped open one by one!

Inside were pairs of bloody eyes, wide with unwillingness yet full of life:

"Tian Zhi Zhi Yan, San Yan Tong Mu, Ding Hun Jing, Hua Xian Mou, Shi Zi Yi Tong, Hong Bei Ling Zhu, San Jie Nan Yan, Dong Ruo Mu, Zhu Ji Xing Tong, Unknown Zhi Yan..."

This scene was terrifying!

Dozens of eyes suddenly appeared in her mind, awakening from the depths of sealed memories, all opening at once!

"Ah—"

Mu Zixi clutched her head and screamed.

Her pupils spun rapidly, black and white demonic fog emerging...

"Shen Mo Tong!"

"So it is!"

Dao Xuanji saw those eyes through the demonic energy and immediately roared madly, determined to drag someone down with her even in death, lunging forward fiercely.

"Die!"

Xu Xiaoshou's face was expressionless as he stepped forward.

He clawed his nails into Dao Xuanji's arm.

With his other hand, he pushed upward forcefully, combining the power of Tian Zu and Long Zu with the monstrous strength of his ghost beast form, instantly breaking it.

Then, with a palm strike to the elbow, the arm reaching for his junior sister was blasted back, embedding itself into Dao Xuanji's cheek.

"Ah!"

Blood splattered, and even Dao Xuanji cried out in pain.

Xu Xiaoshou pressed his advantage, tearing with both claws to rip open her chest and pull out countless spiritual threads from her body.

Puppet strings!

Using his Devouring Body, he quickly devoured the Qi of the Four Swords' Fierce Demons around Dao Xuanji.

By maintaining the balance of the Fierce Demons' Qi, he kept her alive just enough to stay conscious while stripping away all her combat ability.

Then...

She would answer questions!

"Move again, and die."

Dao Xuanji's entire body tensed at those words, filled with rage.

When had she ever endured such humiliation, even in death?

Her body swelled suddenly, intending to self-destruct as before.

But Xu Xiaoshou was prepared. He cut off the Devouring Power, letting the Qi of the Four Swords' Fierce Demons surge, causing Dao Xuanji to deviate into demonic possession, interrupting her actions.

How humiliating!

Under the watchful eyes of thousands in Yujing City, to be humiliated like this by someone from the Sheng Shen Hall's current hall master—who could stand it?

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

Fang Wenxin and Zhong Yuanzi, having recovered from their earlier domain explosion injuries, couldn't bear it and charged forward with a roar.

The Life Dao Disk spun, and without hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou transformed into the Extreme Giant.

Yujing City plunged back into terror of the colossal being.

With one palm, he swatted the two semi-saints away, sending them crashing into spatial fragments and vanishing.

After shrinking back swiftly, Xu Xiaoshou returned, sidestepping in mid-air and drawing Yan Python, slashing a blazing fire behind him.

"Cross the line, and die."

The entire scene fell silent.

Everyone stared at the black-clad, nine-tailed figure humiliating Dao Xuanji, feeling an overwhelming killing intent.

Yes, Xu Xiaoshou was furious.

When he saw his junior sister react so strongly just from glancing at Dao Xuanji...

He didn't know what she was going through at that moment, but without a doubt, she was enduring immense pain that he couldn't comprehend.

This version of Mu Zixi was just a consciousness born to escape suffering, and even she reacted this way—what must the Lei family tragedy have been like?

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

The little girl trembled all over, tears streaming down as she clung to her senior brother's hand, her voice full of fear.

Xu Xiaoshou sheathed his sword and turned back, gently rubbing her head, his eyes closing as he whispered,

"Sleep for a while. Once you do, it'll be okay."

He held his junior sister close, unleashing his Devouring Power.

But instead of supplying vitality through the Life Dao Disk, he plundered it massively.

Sizzle...

As vitality dispersed, Mu Zixi's eyes rolled back, her "infantilization" undone, her figure gradually lengthening until her loose dress was stretched taut.

Only when he felt the boiling soul fluctuations in his arms calm completely did Xu Xiaoshou stop the Devouring Power.

Whoosh!

A massive Bi'an flower bloomed in the void.

Mu Zixi fell into a deep sleep, and when she opened her eyes again amid the black-and-white divine demonic fog, it was Lei Xier with her silver hair restored.

Fury without words.

Blood feud in silence.

The one most entitled to shout, vent, and rage about past emotions was now, upon waking, completely calm.

"You can seek revenge, no matter the method. I'll be by your side, absolutely," Xu Xiaoshou said softly.

Lei Xier looked up at the face before her and gently shook her head.

She broke free from Xu Xiaoshou's embrace, her Shen Mo Tong sweeping over the figure shrouded in demonic energy ahead.

"Dao Xuanji..."

She said no more.

Lei Xier lowered her head, gazing down at Yujing City.

"What does he want to do!"

Fang Wenxin was held back by Zhong Yuanzi.

The two saints stopped before the white flame sword mark, not daring to cross it after returning.

The Extreme Giant hadn't truly targeted them; it had just swatted them away from the battlefield.

Even from a distance, for semi-saints, it was only a moment's reach.

"We can't go over there," Zhong Yuanzi said unusually clearly, advising,

"In the ghost beast state, most of my abilities can be devoured and rebounded by Xu Xiaoshou."

"Your Blood Shadow Coins can't even restrain the Greedy Deity's soul anymore. And if it's just brute force, we can't handle that giant who can tear apart a Shengdi!"

"The current Xu Xiaoshou isn't much weaker than us. Even in a death battle, the ones who might fall would be us."

"To stop him, there's only one person who can do it..."

Fang Wenxin followed Zhong Yuanzi's gaze to Yu Lao.

But Yu Lao's mind wasn't on the battlefield at all. He was just holding his great-granddaughter's hand, earnestly advising her about something.

"Who is she looking for?"

Fang Wenxin hadn't eavesdropped and turned back to Lei Xier.

Unexpectedly, he saw no hatred from this young girl toward Dao Xuanji—not even the intent to stab or slash.

As soon as she regained consciousness, it seemed she had something more important than revenge...

Looking for someone?

Lei Xier was indeed looking for someone.

She didn't know what had happened in the world while she was unconscious.

Xu Xiaoshou had managed to come directly from the Zhongyuan Realm to Yujing City and capture Dao Xuanji for her to deal with.

But she knew achieving all that must have been far from easy!

With such an opportunity to reveal past secrets to the public, personal emotional release was secondary—what mattered most was clearing the Lei family's name.

Soon, Lei Xier's gaze locked on a graceful figure on the south city wall.

She recognized this woman.

Back in Xu Xiaoshou's Yuanfu World, during her Mu Zixi phase, she had exchanged friendly words with her.

In their mutual innocence and ignorance...

As Shen Mo Tong gazed from afar, Zhu Ji Xing Tong seemed to sense it, and Yu Zhiwen turned to meet her eyes.

The city was instantly stirred, like grass and trees swaying in the wind.

The fragrance of golden osmanthus and the chill of Bi'an flowers intertwined under the goose-feather snow, weaving an invisible storm that enveloped everyone in sight.

"Is she looking for her?"

"What does that mean... Lei Xier is a survivor of the Lei family, yet she's not looking at Xuanji Hall Master, but at Dao Division Leader Yu Zhiwen... Wait!"

"Is she looking at Zhu Ji Xing Tong?"

A chill ran down everyone's spines as they realized something, feeling a deep sense of dread.

In that moment, the world's focus undoubtedly fell on the two stunning women with contrasting auras high in the sky.

Yu Lao gripped his great-granddaughter's hand tightly, his old face twisted in distress.

But Yu Zhiwen didn't look at him; she only stared distantly at the woman with Shen Mo Tong.

"Don't go!" Yu Lao urged.

"I have to go," Yu Zhiwen replied softly.

"Nothing else matters; this isn't yours to—"

"Yours to what, bear the blame?" she asked.

"No! Uh, not that..."

"Yu Grandpa, I have a very important question that needs an answer."

"You can come with Yu Grandpa now. Whatever answer you want, I can give it to you!"

"But..." Yu Zhiwen turned her head, smiling through tears in her Xing Tong, "I don't believe any of you anymore."

"Little Yu!"

Yu Lao reached out to grab her.

Yu Zhiwen shook off his hand and rose into the air, stepping into the spotlight—a scene she once feared most.

"Received attention, passive value, 9999."

"Received expectation, passive value, 9999."

"Received admiration, passive value, 9999."

Notifications popped up incessantly.

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, feeling irritated for the first time. This stupid notification bar never stopped, did it?

Glancing left, Lei Xier's silver hair fluttered, her Shen Mo Tong cold and shadowy.

Glancing right, Yu Zhiwen's Xing Tong was calm, but her hidden hand trembled, rippling her skirt.

Xu Xiaoshou's head spun.

He had similar guesses before.

He had even fantasized about this moment.

But now that it was reality, he realized his experience was lacking—how should he handle this situation?

"Get... down..."

From the demonic energy behind, Dao Xuanji's voice struggled out.

Even now, her tone carried a hint of command: "Little Yu... Your master orders you to leave this place..."

Shut up!

Xu Xiaoshou whipped around, about to snap.

But he saw Dao Xuanji's gaze struggling, her boiling soul filled only with tension and worry:

"Get... down..."

"Shut up!" Xu Xiaoshou barked without mercy.

"Xu..." Yu Zhiwen reached out but didn't dare grab Xu Xiaoshou's clothes; she just clutched at empty air, her Xing Tong pleading, "She is my master..."

"You're asking for death!" Yu Lao roared in fury, unable to hold back any longer. He spread his wings and soared, clawing at the air.

As he moved, Zhong Yuanzi and Fang Wenxin followed suit.

But as the Sheng Shen Hall's two saints stirred, Ye Xiaotian and Mei Si Ren from Xu Xiaoshou's side also shifted.

"Enough!"

Yu Zhiwen knew the consequences of an all-out saint war and could only close her eyes, trembling as she shouted, "Stop!"

Yu Lao's wings faltered, and he changed direction, grabbing Fang Wenxin and Zhong Yuanzi mid-air while scolding angrily:

"Are you trying to get yourselves killed? Do you want to doom the entire city? I was talking about you from the start!"

Zhong Yuanzi and Fang Wenxin froze on the spot.

The field fell into dead silence, and Yujing City was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

No one dared move, fearing even a snapped twig.

Yu Zhiwen's Xing Tong trembled slightly as she tried to stay calm, looking toward the demonic Dao Xuanji and asking sorrowfully:

"Master, I want to ask you..."

"Am I truly of the Lei family bloodline?"

Xu Xiaoshou timely absorbed more Qi of the Four Swords' Fierce Demons.

Dao Xuanji got a buffer—she had been waiting for this chance—and immediately glared coldly, lunging straight at Lei Xier!

"Shen Duo..."

Lei Xier hadn't even made a move.

A figure appeared in front, arms wide open, blocking her without defense.

Dao Xuanji had to stop abruptly, suffering backlash and spitting out blood.

Xu Xiaoshou's anger peaked. His bare, charred hand shot out. "Dao old demoness, you're asking for death!"

Yu Zhiwen turned pale, reaching for empty air. "Don't hit her anymore, Xu Xiaoshou..."

"Received plea, passive value, 1."

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath, avoiding Yu Zhiwen's gaze and shifting his "perception" to the other side of the world.

He didn't dare look.

He only focused on Lei Xier's safety, yielding the battlefield to these three women.

At this moment, he stood only with his junior sister, with this one kin he had encountered in life, without a shred of mercy!

Dao Xuanji stopped in front of Yu Zhiwen.

She no longer eyed the Lei Xier behind her, who possessed Shen Mo Tong and the Supreme Demonic Body.

Her trembling hand reached out, her pained gaze softening with tenderness, as if to cup Yu Zhiwen's face and wipe away her tears.

Xu Xiaoshou moved to act.

But Dao Xuanji halted, realizing the Qi of the Four Swords' Fierce Demons in her body would harm Yu Zhiwen.

"Sigh..."

Under everyone's gaze, this fallen, demon-possessed Xuanji Hall Master lost all her former dignity.

She shook her head with a light sigh, speaking as a loving elder with a touch of reproach:

"Silly child, of course you have the Lei family bloodline..."

"Zhu Ji Xing Tong is yours. What are you doubting?"

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