NCCnovel Chapter 543 Xue Lan 1 has always been like this
Chapter 543 Xue Lan 1 has always been like this
After disregarding respect for teachers and elders for many years, Xue Lan finally received his just deserts.
Both the master and the Taoist priest disliked her.
"Senior, I have a question to ask."
Having just been disciplined by the Heavenly Dao and then chased and beaten by Ling Yuanzi, Lord Wolf sat opposite Shang Xun with an extremely serious expression:
"My master, who used to be very obedient, has suddenly rebelled. What should I do?"
Shang Xun rolled his eyes at the man, then spoke lightly:
"Go find his master. I have some connections with that fellow Daoist Weihe."
Xue Lan gently waved her sleeve, and a light blue tea set flew out from the woman's wide sleeve. She sighed softly.
"That's unnecessary. When will this cycle of revenge end?"
After saying this, the seemingly magnanimous Wolf King took out the communication talisman that Dao Xuanzi had given him from his storage bag, plotting how to add fuel to the fire and make things difficult for Ling Yuanzi.
"If we're talking about dealing with Master, Uncle-Master seems to be enough."
Shang Xun stood up, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured two cups of tea: "Fellow Daoist, you are so magnanimous. I am ashamed to say that I am no match for you."
The woman across from him, who had been muttering to herself, suddenly stopped. Her round, gray eyes, now even more crystalline after her tribulation, were like the finest gemstones as she stared at him quietly.
The young man asked, puzzled, "Is there something on my face?"
Xue Lan shook her head: "No, it's just that I feel that you might be making yourself suffer too much."
She pointed to the somewhat gray sky at dusk:
"Speaking against one's conscience will get you struck by lightning."
Shang Xun looked speechlessly at the person in front of him who had just been struck by lightning not long ago, and said sarcastically:
"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. In the matter of provoking heavenly lightning, you are still the better one."
As the young man spoke, his fingertips twitched slightly, and a cup of tea that had been poured on the stone table floated to Xue Lan's side, where the woman nimbly caught it.
Shang Xun looked around and said with a slight smile:
"Where is Miss Xiaotong?"
Xue Lan paused in her tea-drinking motion, then spoke with considerable confusion:
"Why does Senior always concern himself with a young girl from the outside world when it concerns matters of my Yuanming Realm?"
"It's nothing, I've just never seen such a lively otherworldly soul before, I'm just curious."
"curious?"
Xue Lan chuckled and casually asked him:
"Senior, have you ever been to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm?"
Shang Xun slowly shook his head:
"Never."
"The Nine Heavens Demon Realm is quite impressive. It's full of high-ranking demons. Senior, you can also check it out if you're curious."
"It was definitely worth the trip!"
Shang Xun couldn't help but look up at her:
"Lord Wolf's mouth is something else."
"There's nothing I can do!" Xue Lan laughed arrogantly, and a chill emanated from her body, covering the stone table with a layer of snow-white frost.
"Wolves don't live in one place all year round like plant spirits..."
The woman sized Shang Xun up and down, her words carrying a clear implication rather than explicitly naming him:
"Having seen so many people and demons in the world, it's inevitable that some of my words will be harsh."
Shang Xun took a small sip of tea, his expression gentle and calm, as if he were the inner demon that Xue Tong had been cursing for years:
"That's true."
Xue Lan was somewhat unhappy. The woman tapped on the inner demons within her sea of consciousness, unleashing her gossipy power with a chattering, chattering voice:
"The better-tempered you are, the deeper the hole you dig; those who come here are not friendly."
The inner demon, who was studying the two-colored lotus in the icy lake of his consciousness, spoke sharply upon hearing this:
"When have the people who came looking for you ever been kind? Shut up."
Xue Lan: "You insulted me, you just wait!"
The inner demon was already used to this person's tactics of crying, making a scene, and asking for his sister. The woman didn't even glance at her, waving her hand dismissively.
"I'm waiting!"
Lord Wolf has faced his inner demons countless times, only to be defeated each time!
Seeing the subtle changes in the woman's expression, Shang Xun couldn't help but smile slightly, and went straight to the point:
"Lord Wolf King, would you be interested in joining my game of chess with Fellow Daoist Quan?"
"Your game of chess with Daoist Quan Heng?"
The Wolf King, regaining his senses, chuckled, his voice filled with helplessness:
"Senior, you probably haven't seen me play chess. There are quite a few people from the Xuanhuang Sect who have smashed chessboards with me."
Shang Xun shook his head slightly, his voice indifferent: "That's not important."
The young man raised his hand and gently tapped the tabletop, causing ripples to spread across the hard surface.
A semi-transparent chessboard slowly appeared on the ripples, and a crystal-clear white chess piece materialized from the youth's fingertips, gently landing on the chessboard.
"In the Yuan and Ming dynasties, chess games were not about skill, but about strategy."
"Unrelated to chess skills?" Xue Lan became interested upon hearing this. The woman sat up straight, and a black piece appeared out of thin air at her fingertips.
"So this way will work too?"
The woman's fingertip landed a black chess piece, trailing a magical light of black and white, on the center point of the chessboard. This stirred up huge waves on the calm water beneath the chessboard, wetting Xue Lan's sleeve.
Shang Xun, preparing to make his move, held a white piece between his fingers, his expression slightly surprised.
After a brief silence, he spoke softly:
"To establish your dominion in Tianyuan, Fellow Daoist Xue, is this truly your intention?"
Xue Lan smiled brightly, and the chill emanating from her body froze all the water on the table, causing sharp, azure icicles to sprout.
"Senior, you may not know this, but Xue Lan has always been like this."
This game is hopeless. As Shang Xun waved his hand to put away the chessboard, he couldn't help but speak:
"Now I know why Heaven hates you so much."
Xue Lan opened her big, innocent eyes and said, "What, you also hate me and want to be struck by lightning?"
"That's not the case."
A faint golden hue flickered in Shang Xun's emerald eyes, and the young man spoke with a relaxed and carefree tone:
"I would be truly surprised if you joined willingly."
The half-cup of tea on the table gradually cooled down. Shang Xun looked at the sun slowly setting along the central axis of Xie Cui City and spoke:
"The golden crow carries the sun from west to east, its influence lasting for ten thousand generations." The young man sighed, then looked at Xue Lan:
Have you ever seen Uda?
Xue Lan nodded: "Xie Cui City has the essence of the Golden Crow. I was fortunate enough to obtain it and have met that Golden Crow senior."
Shang Xun looked at Xue Lan but did not detect any aura of the Golden Crow from him.
Seeing his expression, Xue Lan spoke in a deep voice:
"Xue Lan used the blazing sun's flames to burn the demon soul in order to awaken her sealed memories, and it was at that time that Senior Wu Da disappeared."
The young man opposite him paused for a moment, then spoke with a relieved expression:
"If it's gone, then it's gone. I came here to recruit you, but now that I've failed, it's time for me to leave."
As the young man spoke, he stood up, picked up a straw hat from the table, and put it on his head.
"What you did, senior, is unreasonable."
Xue Lan's clear and melodious voice came from behind:
"Xue Lan will not participate in the game; you should kill me to prevent future troubles."
"Asking knowingly."
A young man in a Taoist robe held up a cloth banner and spoke with an air of nonchalance:
"Neither Quan Heng nor I are willing to submit to the other, and neither of us can do anything about the other."
"Only you can continue to maintain the balance between humans and demons in the Yuanming Realm."
"It can only be you."
As the last rays of the setting sun shone down, the young man walked slowly into the distance, his steps steady and natural.
It was as if they were leaving and would never return.
"Senior, Senior Wuda has something she wants me to tell you!"
Shang Xun paused slightly, then accelerated, transforming into a pale blue beam of light and flying towards the horizon.
But Xue Lan still shouted out those words at the top of her lungs:
She said, "For a thousand years to ten thousand years, Uda will forever remember you!"
The divine tree broke apart, with one half standing tall in the East Sea, reaching to the heavens and the earth.
Half of him wandered through the world, constantly on the move, and now he has fled in disarray.
But there is always a mythical bird from ten thousand years ago that yearns for it!