NCCnovel Chapter 580 Go Like the Wind
Chapter 580 Go Like the Wind
Lu Feng was unaware that Xue Lan had a habit of protecting chess pieces. The young man felt the extra piece of money in his left chest, and he felt a sense of unease, unable to utter a single word.
Xue Tong couldn't help but tug at Xue Lan's sleeve and secretly transmitted her voice:
"You scared the child."
"Then you should comfort her."
Lord Wolf winked at Xue Tong, then dashed off towards Master Shen Suan with incredible speed.
"Xue Lan!"
Xue Tong gritted her teeth and called out Xue Lan's name, but the Wolf King ignored her and left her with only his dark back.
So Xiaotong looked at the inner demon who was still standing opposite her.
The woman in white looked on with an expression of anticipation: "Don't worry, I won't leave. I'll watch you comfort people."
The girl coldly uttered a single word: "Get lost!"
Inner Demon: "Alright!"
Xue Lan sat down beside the shrewd old man and gently smoothed the old man's perpetually furrowed brow. Without turning her head, she spoke to the inner demon behind her:
"Got scolded again?"
The woman in white sat down next to Xue Lan, her tone conveying a sense of composure and magnanimity born of experience: "It's alright, I'm used to it."
"Now I feel that being scolded by her is part of a peaceful life. If she doesn't scold me, I feel a little uneasy."
Xue Lan wanted to say that this wasn't about letting go, it was about being sick, but Shen Suanzhen's eyelids twitched slightly, he was about to wake up.
In front of her senior master, the Wolf King was always a well-behaved and adorable junior niece. The woman swallowed her inappropriate words with difficulty and looked at the Calculating Master expectantly.
As soon as Shen Suan Zhenren opened his eyes, he saw Xue Lan's clear, greyish-white eyes.
The woman knelt beside him, her head bowed obediently, her face full of worry.
"Uncle-Master, Uncle-Master."
Shen Suanzhen spoke with difficulty: "You..."
Xue Lan kowtowed to the ground, saying, "Uncle-Master, I was wrong."
A surge of anger welled up in Shen Suanzhen's heart.
He had seen Xue Lan try to be clever and charming in front of Dao Xuanzi before. She apologized as quickly as an echoing bird, and then did the same thing again as fast.
The old man flicked his sleeve at Xue Lan:
"Don't try that on me."
"Okay, Uncle-Master, please have some tea."
Xue Lan smiled gently and handed the warm teacup in her hand to Master Shen Suan:
"Uncle-Master, please don't be angry. Lanlan really knows she was wrong."
Shen Suanzhen accepted the teacup handed to him by the woman, and just by hearing her self-reference, he knew that she thought she was right.
Not only was she right, she felt she was absolutely right.
The old man was so angry he could barely drink his tea. He looked over Xue Lan's shoulder at Lu Feng, who was jumping around energetically in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"You let that child go?"
His junior apprentice shook his head with a smile, his tone full of pride: "No, it's not my senior apprentice, I've already finished!"
Shen Suan Zhenren: ...
Xue Lan waved her hands repeatedly, seeing the speechless expression on her senior uncle's face:
"My senior uncle is doing well!"
Xue Tong was trying to explain to Lu Feng that although Xue Lan's thought process was sometimes a bit strange, she was truly a good wolf.
She doesn't eat people, and she won't kill him at the drop of a hat anymore!
Just as Xiaotong was racking her brains for new words, Lu Feng in front of her disappeared.
Lu Feng vanished in the wind.
Xiao Tong was truly enraged this time, and when she turned her head, she heard her neck cracking.
Xue Lan was unaware of the impending danger. In front of the Calculating Master, the woman casually manipulated Lu Feng, whom she had just grabbed:
“Master Uncle, look, he is not missing any arms or legs, and all his meridians are intact.”
"I also treated his old injuries using the Awakening Spirit Dew I found at Wan Gong Fang..."
"Lanlan, wait a minute!" Master Shensuan gently interrupted Xue Lan.
Lord Wolf looked obediently at his senior uncle: "What's wrong, senior uncle?"
"Didn't you save any of the Awakening Spirit Dew for yourself?"
Xue Lan didn't know why Master Shen Suan was saying this, but Lord Wolf King thought that Master Shen Suan was amazed by the preciousness of the medicine and couldn't bear to part with it.
The woman patted her chest, looked at Lu Feng beside her, and spoke with an air of righteous indignation:
"It's alright, Uncle Master. Although that medicine is extremely precious, Lu Feng is also an important fellow Daoist of mine."
Shen Suan Zhenren looked at the silly wolf in front of him with a look of utmost pity.
Xue Lan sensed a strong killing intent coming from behind her...
Above the clouds, chaos erupted. Shen Suan Zhenren, watching Xue Tong chasing and whipping Xue Lan with the Zhuohua Bow in hand, closed his eyes in despair.
Behind the old man, A-Wu, holding the small boat, transmitted her voice to her inner demon:
"Is this how Tongtong is?"
The inner demon, unable to stop laughing, turned to the girl, his mouth practically stretched to his ears:
"This is rare; she's usually very gentle."
Looking at her inner demon, A-Wu asked another question:
"Very few cases?"
"About six or seven times a month!"
Awu didn't know what to say, so the girl rested her chin on the top of the small boat's head:
"Little boat, little boat, so this is what the outside of the Thousand Realms of Ghosts is like!"
The chase between Xue Lan and the other person ended with the Wolf King surrendering.
There's no other reason than that Xue Lan had previously armed this Flying Cloud too perfectly, making it an impenetrable fortress.
Even Lord Wolf King won't be able to get out anytime soon.
Xue Tong grabbed Xue Lan by the collar and lashed her with the Zhuohua Bow:
"What are you going to do?" Xue Tong felt that she would be driven crazy by Xue Lan one day.
"I'm protecting your reputation, Lord Wolf!"
"what are you doing?"
Lord Wolf felt extremely guilty and hung his head without saying a word.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Xue Tong tapped her again, and petals from the Zhuohua Bow fluttered down onto the woman's collar.
"look into my eyes!"
Xue Lan covered her head, crying, "I can't see! I can't see!"
Xue Tong continued to hit her.
Not far from the two, A-Wu secretly transmitted her voice to the inner demon again:
"Won't things get dangerous if we keep fighting like this?"
The inner demon was still laughing: "Don't underestimate Xue Lan's thick skin."
After an incense stick had burned, Xue Lan stood in front of the inner demon and removed the last small petal from her neck, looking as if nothing had happened.
"You've been beaten up?" Shen Suan Zhenren asked Xue Lan, trying to suppress the smile on his lips.
"Senior Uncle." Xue Lan waved her hand helplessly, then sat down next to Master Shen Suan:
"You don't have to hold back if you want to laugh."
The old man couldn't bear it any longer and laughed so hard his back bent.
"Now you know why I told you to keep some medicine for yourself, right?"
"I understand," Xue Lan replied in a drawn-out tone, then stole a glance at Xue Tong, who was continuing her conversation with Lu Feng.
The woman quietly approached Master Shensuan: "Is Master still angry?"
Shen Suan Zhenren chuckled helplessly, "Still angry."
Xue Lan shook her head: "No, Master Uncle is no longer angry."
Looking into the woman's round, gray eyes, Shen Suan Zhenren sighed softly again:
"Lanlan, don't worry too much about us."
Xue Lan has put so much effort into him and Gong Yuan that it makes people feel guilty and reluctant to leave.
“I understand what you mean, Master Uncle.” Xue Lan’s clear voice rang out above the flying clouds.
"I just don't want you to have any regrets... Master Uncle, go like the wind!"
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings, and all eyes were fixed on Xue Lan.
Shen Suanzhen stood frozen in place, feeling as if his heart had been struck by a sledgehammer in an instant.
The incessant buzzing in the old man's ears made Xue Lan's voice stand out clearly amidst the endless noise:
"Senior Uncle..." the woman began softly, her voice hoarse.
"I hope you can see Senior Brother Gong, not the demonized Senior Brother Gong, not the dead Senior Brother Gong."
"But he is awake, your most proud disciple."
Xue Lan knew that some people were like the wind, impossible to hold onto; Gong Yuan and Shen Suan Zhenren were such people.
But she hoped that Shen Suanzhen could see the best version of Gong Yuan, and at the end, have a few words with the rational Gong Yuan. Then she would leave happily.
Xue Lan smiled gently at the shrewd and calculating master:
"Master Uncle, a widow cannot force things, but you must promise me."
The old man, unable to utter a coherent sentence, clutched Xue Lan's wide sleeve, repeatedly murmuring the name of his beloved junior, tears streaming down his face.
"Lanlan... Lanlan..."
"Senior Uncle." Xue Lan grasped Shen Suan Zhenren's hand, smiling gently and openly, her gray eyes curving like crescent moons:
"Uncle-Master, please don't worry about me. I will always... walk on with an open and honest heart."
Shen Suan Zhenren chuckled softly.
The old man raised his other hand to wipe away the tears on his face, then gently patted Xue Lan on the head:
"You too should be as open and honest as the wind."
Xue Lan nodded seriously:
"it is good!"
The Chief Lord of the River Wolves in the Northern Region of the Yuanming Realm, the only great demon in ten thousand years to have foreseen all destinies and approach the level of a demon lord. Finally, after experiencing two lifetimes, with shallow karmic ties and entanglements in the mortal world, he learned to part with equanimity.
She accepted the inevitable departure of Shen Suan Zhenren, like summer flowers falling in autumn and winter snow melting in spring.
But even if everything eventually perishes, she will remember, she will remember the forever gentle people of Suandao Peak.
Even when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, I can still hear the old voices.
Xue Lan looked into Shen Suan Zhenren's eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"The living should not force things, and the dead should not be worried about."
May you be like the long wind, sweeping away a thousand layers of snow!
Xue Lan pointed in the direction the group was heading:
"Master Uncle, the fog has lifted."
Everyone turned their heads at the same time, only to find that the gray fog that had enveloped them since they ventured deep into the wasteland had dissipated at some point. Looking into the distance, they saw the phantom images of six tall mountains appearing on the horizon.
"Xue Lan!" Xue Tong pointed to a pitch-black crack suspended above the mountains:
"that……"
Xue Lan's gaze also fell upon the dark crack, a chilling coldness surfacing in her grey eyes:
"That is a spacetime rift leading to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm."
Xue Tong and the others couldn't help but gasp, their eyes filled with obvious worry as they looked at Xue Lan.
Xue Tong looked at the woman in black and asked softly:
"Can it be solved?"
"Of course I can solve it!" Lord Wolf pointed to the dark spatial rift, his tone filled with unbridled arrogance:
"It's just a half-finished product."
"A semi-finished product?" Everyone around Xue Lan became interested upon hearing this, and their curious eyes were fixed on her.
Xue Lan cleared her throat and spoke:
"The passage that the demon race built between the Nine Heavens Demon Realm and the Yuanming Realm was half destroyed by the combined efforts of the powerful beings of the Yuanming Realm ten thousand years ago. When the Demon God was awake, he could still send over a few Nascent Soul stage Demon Lords with his own cultivation, but later..."
At this point, Xue Lan let out a very contemptuous laugh and narrowed her eyes with pleasure.
Xue Tong knew that the Wolf King was probably thinking about her glorious feat of breaking into the life-or-death battle against the demon god, and the girl couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"What happened next?" Zhu He, the most clear-headed person present, asked with some confusion.
"A peerless cultivator, unparalleled in heaven and earth, suddenly appeared. He fought a life-or-death battle with the Demon God in the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, causing the Demon God to fall into a deep sleep. Since then, the passage to the Dao Yuan Ming Realm of the Nine Heavens Demon Realm has only allowed cultivators below the Integration Stage to pass through, and no more than three can pass through at a time."
"I see." Zhu He nodded as if suddenly understanding, then looked at Xue Lan and said:
"Senior sister, do you admire that cultivator who fought against the demon god?"
Xue Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud, covering her mouth and turning her head away.
Xue Lan rubbed her stiff face, looking at Zhu He with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean by that?"
"Because Senior Sister rarely praises people. She's never used those kinds of compliments on anyone else," the young man earnestly stated his deduction.
"So, Senior Sister must really admire that senior, right?"
Xue Tong's lips moved a few times, but she didn't utter a single word.
What should she say?
He said he didn't actually admire that "senior," he just liked to pat himself on the back...
Although it fits her shameless style, it's just too embarrassing.
Seeing Xue Lan's expression of having just heard something, Xue Tong couldn't help but silently give Zhu He a thumbs up in her heart.
People with many schemes should indeed be blocked by solid bricks, so they won't make a sound.
The Wolf King, whose heart was blocked by his junior brother, Solid Brick, racked his brains but could not come up with a reasonable excuse. He could only stand on tiptoe and pat Zhu He on the head, pressing the young man directly onto the cloud.
Xue Lan casually straightened her sleeves and looked at Zhu He, whose face was buried in his clouds, before speaking:
"no!"
Please, who would openly admit to being narcissistic?
Xue Lan walked past Zhu He's head, and Xue Tong followed closely behind, digging Zhu He out of the clouds.
The girl patted the young man's shoulder: "Are you alright? Does it hurt?"
Zhu He smiled gently at Xue Tong, her smile bright and cheerful:
"This is a cloud, it doesn't hurt at all."
"Xiaotong, I'm actually quite happy."
Xue Tong was somewhat puzzled:
"Did you hit your head?"
Zhu He gently shook his head, then quietly spoke to Xue Tong:
"I was right, she only hits when she's extremely angry... Ah!"
Before the young man could finish his sentence, he was once again forced back into the clouds by the back of his head.
"ban."
This time, Lord Wolf King skillfully cast a silencing spell on Zhu He:
"I always feel that it's better for children to be quiet."
Xue Tong looked at Zhu He, whose head was completely hidden in the clouds. Even though the young man's head was not visible, he was as strong as an ox.
"Is this a child?"
“That’s how it is here!” Xue Lan retorted lightly, then pulled Zhu He out like a radish.
"We need to go down the road from here on out, and we mustn't be discovered by the demons."