"You’re talking nonsense!"
Ran Qingchen’s pretty face was covered with frost.
In her heart, aside from her grandmother, Shang Zhiyu was the closest person to her; how could she possibly be a demon.
Yelü Miaomiao was no fool, and upon seeing Ran Qingchen’s reaction, she imdiately understood sothing.
The girl stared at her with a look of pity:
"It’s really pitiful that you don’t even know what sort of creature your own master is. Before, when your master and I cooperated to go to the forbidden lands of the Myriad Phenona God Sect to seize treasures, your master ate a demon egg and then turned into a demon.
Have you seen those corpses of the wedding party? Those people were all killed by your master, which is why I was pursuing her. Otherwise, what did you think, that I had nothing better to do?"
"You’re talking nonsense..."
Ran Qingchen shook her head, unwilling to believe.
But recalling what Wang Luoyan, the Sect Leader of the Myriad Phenona God Sect, had said, she could not help but doubt.
The woman felt a turmoil within.
She slowly gripped the sword hilt, feeling a stifling depression in her chest.
Yelü Miaomiao said indifferently, "From what Wang Luoyan said, it seems your master has been nurturing you for so other purpose. I kindly advise you to stay away from her as soon as possible."
Ran Qingchen raised her eyebrows, wanting to retort, but moved her lips and ultimately remained silent.
Years of affection made her unwilling to believe that her master harbored another face.
Just then, a scream suddenly ca from the depths of the darkness.
By the sound of it, it seed to be Shang Zhiyu’s.
Master!
Ran Qingchen was startled, instinctively wanting to seek her out, but fearing that Yelü Miaomiao might make a sudden move, she hesitated and stood her ground.
Yelü Miaomiao, understanding the other’s hesitance, took out a vermilion elixir, swallowed it, and smiled, "Don’t worry, I won’t sneak attack you; you go ahead, I need to heal here."
Ran Qingchen hesitated for a mont, then turned to search.
"Let remind you again, if you don’t want to die, be wary of your master,"
Yelü Miaomiao suddenly said.
Ran Qingchen paused her steps, turned her head to look at the girl beginning to ditate and heal, then stepped away.
Yelü Miaomiao murmured softly, "What a fool."
...
Ran Qingchen passed through several narrow crevices between rocks and soon found Shang Zhiyu’s figure in a rather spacious underground cavern.
The woman was holding her abdon, leaning painfully against the rock wall, with blood continuously seeping through her fingers.
Feeling soone’s presence, Shang Zhiyu prepared to attack with a sword technique, but upon seeing it was her disciple, the woman’s tense expression imdiately relaxed.
"Qingchen, are you alright?"
The woman asked with concern.
Ran Qingchen shook her head, looked around without seeing any enemies, and approached to examine the woman’s injuries.
Shang Zhiyu’s abdon had been pierced by a thin, sharp rock, and blood was flowing abundantly.
"Who injured you?" Ran Qingchen asked.
Shang Zhiyu pointed to a moss-covered rock wall on the right, forcing a bitter smile, "I was looking for a way out, but there were traps hidden there, and I couldn’t dodge them, such bad luck."
Traps?
Ran Qingchen was shocked.
She hadn’t expected that traps and secret passages were hidden underneath.
Ran Qingchen had no ti to think further as she activated her energy, channeling the Yuan Qi in her body to simply stop Shang Zhiyu’s bleeding and heal her, then she pulled out so external dicine and carefully applied it to the wound and tore off a strip of skirt to bandage it.
Shang Zhiyu watched her disciple with a complicated expression, self-deprecatingly saying, "The student surpasses the teacher; I’m really getting old."
The cultivation Ran Qingchen had shown earlier, not to ntion strangers, even she as a master was shocked.
She knew well the extent of her disciple’s root bone talent, but the progress was too rapid, reminding her of that woman... that prodigy of the Sword Dao.
Mother and daughter, as if carved from the sa mold.
A shadow passed over Shang Zhiyu’s eyes.
Was Ran Qingchen’s rapid growth due to the Sword Heart Jiang Wan had left inside her?
That Sword Heart, which encapsulated Jiang Wan’s life’s cultivation of the Sword Dao.
If she could obtain it...
Shang Zhiyu clenched her fist unconsciously.
Once her cultivation recovered, and she fully refined her half-demon, half-human body into a Taoist Body, that Sword Heart would be the real key to ascending the throne of the Sword Dao.
"Master, you’re still so young and beautiful, where have you gotten old?"
Ran Qingchen said with a smile.
Shang Zhiyu concealed the darkness in her eyes, gently stroked her disciple’s hair, and said with a smile, "Little girl, your mouth is getting sweeter; you used to never flatter your teacher like this."
The woman asked, "By the way, did you encounter that demon?"
Ran Qingchen was about to nod, but, as if possessed, shook her head and said, "I didn’t see that demon; I ca here following the sound of Master’s voice."
Saying this, she bowed her head and continued to dress the wound.
Thinking of what Yelü Miaomiao had said earlier, Ran Qingchen felt uneasy, as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart.
Shang Zhiyu stared at her disciple’s face, trying to see sothing.
After all, a master knows her disciple best.
She could see right away if her disciple was hiding sothing.
After a while, she softly admonished, "That demon is extrely cunning and will deliberately provoke us; you must be careful, she might even falsely accuse us of being demons."
"Mhm, disciple understands."
Perhaps realizing that her expression had aroused suspicion, Ran Qingchen raised her face and said with a smile, "That demon just now, wasn’t she calling a ’little demoness’ too?"
Shang Zhiyu’s lips curved slightly.
After dressing the wound, Ran Qingchen stood up and looked at the wall of traps Shang Zhiyu ntioned, curiously asking, "Master, what do you think is hidden behind this?"
Shang Zhiyu shook her head, "I don’t know, it could be so treasure, or it could be an exit."
Ran Qingchen swung her sword towards the wall.
"Boom" a muffled sound, the wall directly shattered.
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