When Yu Zhiwen regained her senses, everything around her was deathly quiet, with only Xu Xiaoshou's finger gently pressing on her forehead.
What had just happened...
Was it all an illusion?
She swept her spiritual sense outward.
Her master was still in the same spot, not transformed into a yangu devil lunging at her.
There was no trace of coldness or hatred in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.
He was merely an outsider, maintaining the current balance while preventing her from going mad with qi deviation.
Her dantian was fluctuating, and her spiritual energy was unstable.
Yu Zhiwen hastily stepped back, avoiding direct eye contact with Xu Xiaoshou, feeling too inferior to face him.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she looked utterly lost.
As her incredulous gaze swept over everyone, her mind echoed with the words Lei Shuangxing had just said.
"So..."
"Whose is my Zhuji Xingtong?"
Finally, her eyes locked on, and Yu Zhiwen's desperate gaze settled on Lei Shuangxing—she had to confirm it.
Lei Shuangxing replied indifferently, "Zhuji Xingtong isn't yours; it's my sister's."
Sister?
Her thoughts froze abruptly, and Yu Zhiwen stared in shock, turning her head slightly.
Not just her—the other conscious lianling shi in Yujing City, the various zhusheng on the city walls, including Yu Lao, all turned in surprise to look at Lei Xier.
Zhuji Xingtong...
Hers?
The grudge of eye theft could be avenged right now!
The one who took the eyes was right in front of them!
What kind of strength allowed Lei Xier to face this with such composure, even after waking up without saying a word, only to seek out Yu Zhiwen?
The crystalline and ethereal Zhuji Xingtong could unravel the secrets of the heavenly dao, with vast star rivers embedded deep in the pupils, captivating anyone at a glance...
Now, it seemed like nothing but boundless sin!
Lei Xier continued to gaze calmly at Yu Zhiwen, at her eyes.
Under that desperate, confused, yet yearning gaze for a final answer, Lei Xier nodded slightly:
"My eyes."
Yu Zhiwen's Zhuji Xingtong suddenly lost its luster.
In that instant, her mind flooded with countless scenes.
There was their first meeting at Tiansang Linggong, their encounter at Baiku, their interactions in the Yuanfu Xiaoshijie, and her observations in the Yunlun Shanmai...
And now!
They had met so many times.
From descending Shengshan to arriving in Yujing City, so much had happened in between, even if their meetings were brief each time...
Using her eyes.
Acting arbitrarily right in front of her.
Even gaining fame and praise throughout the world because of it.
Yet she, whenever they met, had only observed from afar, never speaking a word.
At this thought, Yu Zhiwen's mind, already unsettled, teetered on the brink of collapse.
How cruel!
She swore she truly didn't know any of this.
She could even swear a poisonous oath in front of everyone!
But...
Who would believe her?
Yu Zhiwen unconsciously stepped back, as if fearing a demon, or perhaps fearing herself, her voice becoming incoherent:
"I didn't know, I really didn't know..."
"In my memories, I was born with Zhuji Xingtong; I have the Lei family bloodline; I'm not a sinner..."
"Is Zhuji Xingtong mine? Or not mine?"
Her words cut off abruptly.
Yu Zhiwen turned her head, eyes wide with terror, staring at her master, who was tainted by demonic madness.
In her mind, the figure from Qingyuan Mountain under the five decays of heaven and man emerged.
His question echoed like a knock on the door of her heart:
"Who told you these things?"
Yes!
Who told me?
Yu Zhiwen nearly let out a shriek; she covered her mouth, feeling the world before her blur...
Master!
Did you tamper with my memories?
But how is that possible...
Master is strict, but that's because she has high expectations for me.
She's not loving, but from childhood, her protection and care, aside from Yu Grandpa, have been the greatest.
She's not a gentle person, but from how she treats others versus how she treats me...
Yu Zhiwen couldn't believe her master would harm her.
She felt she had touched the truth, yet the truth was even more cruel, more bloody.
"Calm down!"
Yu Lao quickly appeared at his great-granddaughter's side, steadying her staggering figure.
He didn't want her to be alone again and fall into qi deviation.
Frowning, he could sense that the Shengnu group held no strong hostility toward Xiao Yu, so he looked suspiciously at Lei Shuangxing:
"You say Zhuji Xingtong is your sister's..."
"But her eyes are clearly Shenmo Tong—how do you explain that?"
Yu Zhiwen suddenly snapped back to reality, turning with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
Before Lei Shuangxing could speak, Lei Xier said calmly:
"I died once."
"When I was young, my Zhuji Xingtong was gouged out, my origin blood marrow was drained, my meridians were severed, and all life force was extinguished."
"It was only thanks to the Zhisheng Motai that I could seize a breath in the brief moment after death, deceiving heaven and staying alive."
Pausing, Lei Xier's gaze shifted from Yu Lao to Yu Zhiwen:
"But that wasn't enough."
"Shenmo Tong isn't mine; it's my brother's."
"He transferred Shenmo Tong to me and gave me his origin blood of Shenmo Tong, relying on its divine power to turn back the fleeting light and save my life."
Her voice was so calm, yet it hit everyone like a thunderous hammer on their souls.
Silence fell, and the zhusheng turned to look at Lei Shuangxing, gazing at the black cloth over his eyes, finally understanding.
"Xuanji Palace Master..."
Fang Wenxin looked toward Dao Xuanji, lost in his demonic state, his heart filled with sheer horror.
If ghost beasts deserved punishment and could be killed on sight, what crimes should be attributed to Dao Xuanji?
The lianling shi below Yujing City gradually awoke, each one stunned and horrified beyond words.
No wonder the Lei family was wiped out back then—such events couldn't be allowed to spread.
"Don't hold me."
Yu Zhiwen suddenly became eerily calm, stubbornly pushing Yu Lao away.
Her gaze moved from her master to Lei Xier's Shenmo Tong, then to Lei Shuangxing, whom she vaguely remembered meeting as a child.
She looked at the black cloth over Lei Shuangxing's eyes, at his face, once whole but now scarred and pale, with features blurred:
"Your face..."
Yu Zhiwen wasn't one to poke at scars, but now she needed to uncover every answer.
Lei Shuangxing replied with his usual indifference: "Shengshan has my face; your master has seen my face too. Rest assured, this wasn't their doing..."
Yu Zhiwen let out a small sigh of relief.
But then Lei Shuangxing continued: "Your master isn't that merciful—if she had caught me, she would have only scarred my face."
A dead silence fell over the surroundings.
In the distance, Mei Siren couldn't help but avert his gaze upon hearing this.
He couldn't imagine the pain these children had endured in the past and present, yet they remained strong enough to break one's heart.
Yu Zhiwen's hand trembled, instinctively reaching for her spatial ring.
She wanted to apologize on her master's behalf.
She had Fuxu Dan.
But she quickly stopped herself—how naive that was!
Didn't Lei Shuangxing have Fuxu Dan?
If his face wasn't caused by her master or those who destroyed the Lei family, then it must have been from his own escape.
In that case, as an adult, was it because he chose not to restore it?
He wore that grudge and hatred on his face at all times!
"The Lei family secretly plotted against Void Island, leading to their extermination..."
Only now did Yu Zhiwen truly understand the weight of her master's resolute words in her memories.
"I'm sorry..."
She lowered her head, tears streaming down, her voice trembling.
She wiped at her face, but the tears flowed like a spring, unstoppable.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Yu Zhiwen covered her face and wept, her shoulders shaking.
The blood from the nail marks on her palms mixed with the tears streaming down, smearing her face with grime.
When a hint of salty bitterness touched her lips...
Suddenly!
Yu Zhiwen's body shuddered, her eyes widening as she clenched her fingers, which had been wiping tears, and thrust them straight toward her Zhuji Xingtong!
"This..."
Lei Shuangxing tightened his grip on the Choushen Staff, lifting his heel before stepping back down.
Lei Xier's Shenmo Tong narrowed slightly, her gaze sharpening, but after a slight raise of her willow brows, she chose not to act.
Yu Lao was right beside his great-granddaughter!
But the closest person was the one who reacted the slowest.
He watched in horror as Yu Zhiwen, while crying, suddenly changed her movement, trying to gouge out her own eyes as an apology!
"No..."
Yu Lao was stunned.
He reached out, but it was too late...
"Stop!"
Among everyone, one person reacted the fastest and was on high alert for anomalies.
Almost the moment Yu Zhiwen "calmed down," Xu Xiaoshou sensed something was wrong.
As Bei Huai had said...
Her divine soul had suddenly stopped boiling.
Such an extreme shift in emotions would lead to extreme behavior changes.
Just as Yu Zhiwen was about to make a mistake, Xu Xiaoshou reached out, shoving Yu Lao aside who was in front of her.
At the same time, he formed his fingers into a palm, piercing through space to block her.
Crack!
This attempt to gouge her eyes was no light blow.
The backlash and sharpness hit hard; Yu Zhiwen hadn't even touched her eyes before stabbing into Xu Xiaoshou's blocking palm...
Her finger bones shattered, and blood splattered her face!
She froze, as if feeling no pain, and retreated from Xu Xiaoshou's defense, reaching for her face again.
"Are you insane!"
Xu Xiaoshou flashed in front of her.
He grabbed her two restless hands with his left, and with his right, lifted her by the neck like a chick, scolding her fiercely:
"What are you doing? Have you lost your mind!"
Yu Zhiwen struggled in resistance, too ashamed to face him up close: "Let go of me!"
"Release you, and then you dig out your eyes? Should I stuff the Zhuji Xingtong into Lei Shuangxing's face?" Xu Xiaoshou shot back, scolding even more harshly. "And swap your blood with his too? From now on, Lei Shuangxing gives up Gujian Shu and switches to Tianji Shu... Oh, and he could take your master as his teacher, right?"
Yu Zhiwen's mind went blank from his words—what on earth was he talking about...
Lei Shuangxing's mouth twitched. Xu Xiaoshou, are you out of your mind?
"Passive value from contempt: 1."
Yu Zhiwen opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, Xu Xiaoshou's barrage continued:
"That won't work?"
"Then return it to the original owner! Let's all be kind—I dig out your eyes, and you dig out my shimei's."
"I put the Zhuji Xingtong back in my shimei's face, and you give the Shenmo Tong back to Lei Shuangxing... Perfect! You can borrow his eye band then."
Yu Zhiwen's thoughts froze again, her body stiffening in disbelief as she stared at Xu Xiaoshou.
"Passive value from shock: 1."
Not just Lei Shuangxing—Lei Xier's gaze turned cold this time.
Everyone around was startled, realizing the true villain might not be Dao Xuanji, but Xu Xiaoshou?
Xu Xiaoshou didn't stop, his words spraying like spit on Yu Zhiwen's face as he mocked further:
"But that's three people!"
"Swapping blood is a big job; it needs origin blood to perfectly drive the origin Lei family pupils..."
"I can't handle that! But I can get Xuan Wuji to help. I'll swap your blood with my shimei's, hers with Lei Shuangxing's, and his—uh, toss it out."
"Would that satisfy you? Make amends? Bring joy to all?"
Lei Shuangxing nearly drew his Choushen Staff.
Even Xuan Wuji, on the sidelines, froze—what does this have to do with me? I'm just watching...
But honestly, this close-up drama was quite entertaining!
Notifications popped up rapidly, as if stimulated:
"Passive value from suspicion: 3849."
"Passive value from fear: 2666."
Yu Zhiwen nearly forgot what she was about to do.
Emotions are like that—once interrupted, they lose their intensity.
Yu Zhiwen lowered her eyes to her restrained hands, her pale lips trembling as tears burst forth, and she pleaded pitifully:
"Let go of me..."
"Fine." Xu Xiaoshou released her hands and neck.
The whole scene fell silent, everyone stunned.
"Passive value from suspicion: 6689."
Yu Zhiwen seemed petrified too.
But in an instant, she reacted.
Using Tianji Dao patterns to control her broken fingers, as if manipulating a Tianji puppet, she reached for her eyes again.
"You're at it again?"
Xu Xiaoshou jumped, quickly delivering a hand chop to her neck.
She went limp and collapsed, which he caught around the waist.
"Uh..."
Holding this "sinner" in his arms, Xu Xiaoshou turned, feeling caught between a rock and a hard place.
He had decided not to interfere...
Oh well!
It's all because this girl is so foolish!
He looked at Lei Shuangxing. "Though I acted without your consent, I think even you wouldn't want to see her..."
Lei Shuangxing's lips parted indifferently: "The guilty have their own debts."
Got it.
Xu Xiaoshou nodded firmly. Lei Shuangxing, you're a real man with principles!
As he held Yu Zhiwen, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head, so he tilted it, twitching slightly before turning to glance at Lei Xier...
"Passive value from cold stare: 1."
Lei Xier's eyes were slightly narrowed.
Her face showed no emotion, but her Shenmo Tong spun rapidly beneath her eyelids, with specks of black and white mist emerging from the pupils.
Her cold gaze moved from Yu Zhiwen, to the arms holding her, and finally to Xu Xiaoshou's face...
She stared at his eyes with intense chill.
—It was unbearable!
Xu Xiaoshou felt like Dao Xuanji had woken up and was secretly poking needles into his back, sending shivers down his spine.
He opened his mouth to speak.
"Hmph." Lei Xier smirked.
"Hmph?" Xu Xiaoshou reacted like sensitive skin, instantly on edge.
He tossed Yu Zhiwen to Yu Lao, who had flown back and was about to act, saying through a voice transmission, "Watch her closely; don't let her do anything stupid."
Only then did he straighten up and retort:
"What's with the 'hmph'!"
Lei Xier made no further strange sounds.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of mockery in her expression, turning her face away first before her gaze followed, moving from Xu Xiaoshou's blustering face to Lei Shuangxing:
"The accounts are settled; it's time to act."
"Passive value from being ignored: 1."
Xu Xiaoshou was irritated for the first time by a silent look.
Glancing at the strange expressions on the zhusheng around him, he felt even more awkward.
His face stiffened as he shouted:
"Did I do anything wrong?"
"I just stopped something any normal person would!"
"Yu... she, even if she wants to apologize, it shouldn't be now, or in this way..."
"Hmph."
The sharp-tongued Xu Xiaoshou stopped abruptly, his face turning iron-blue.
His nine tails stood on end, and his pores flared like a hedgehog bristling!
Of course, he wasn't about to attack.
Xu Xiaoshou just wanted to explain once more...
"Ha."
At that moment, a very faint, subtle laugh came from far behind.
It was more piercing than the thunder of a saint's tribulation!
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes turned red with anger as he whipped around toward the source.
Xuan Wuji clamped his hands over his mouth, his expression full of feigned terror, stepping back repeatedly:
"Sorry, Young Master Xu, hear me out... uh, not that. Anyway, it's not what you think; I wasn't laughing..."
Before he finished, Xuan Wuji felt his head grabbed.
A golden giant appeared, lifting him, flipping him twice in the air, and slamming him down into the space below.
"I'll make you laugh!!!"
As Xuan Wuji's body plummeted out of control, his expression twisted:
"Young Master Xu! I'm Liu Changqing; I'm Liu Changqing; he went in... Ah, damn it, come out! It was you laughing, not me... Ah—"
Everyone's attention was drawn to the sudden chaos.
They saw the one calling himself "Liu Changqing" fall, and in the void, Young Master Xu dispelled the golden giant, returning to human form.
His expression was calm, without a trace of earlier embarrassment, his movements elegant and composed.
Yes, nothing could embarrass Xu Xiaoshou.
If anything did...
Then reverse time!
Xu Xiaoshou pulled out the Shizu Yingzhang, pointing it toward Lei Xier, returning the favor:
"Hmph!"
Lei Xier narrowed her eyes and looked away, ignoring the childish fool.
When her gaze reached the other side, her Shenmo Tong trembled suddenly, and she widened her eyes.
A sudden change occurred!
On Yujing City's walls, amid the surrounding crowd.
In the spot where Dao Xuanji, tainted by the four swords' demonic aura, had been forgotten...
Though still engulfed in black demonic energy...
A strikingly bright green light flashed within!
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