After the Villainess Awakens

The disciples were shocked when they heard You Zishu's words.

Discussions were endless, but so far, they still didn't know the seriousness of the matter. After all, You Zishu always had that deadpan face, unfazed by years of mountains collapsing in front of him. At a time like this, it inadvertently played a role in appeasing the disciples.

So most of the discussion was that they couldn't be blamed for not being strong enough. It turned out that this was the Yin Rhino Bird in the middle-level disciple training formation.

But You Zishu didn't think so in his heart. After all, this matter was still very serious. He went to the high-level disciple training ground every year and knew what terrifying monsters were there.

Although there are many puppets, they are not as powerful as real monsters.

You Zishu didn't dare to fight alone with the monsters in the high-level training ground, nor did he dare to be careless for a moment. Every time the training was over, he would suffer varying degrees of injuries.

If those monsters ran over along the broken barrier, these new disciples would be no different from ants in front of those monsters.

Therefore, his expression was particularly dignified, but unfortunately, his face really couldn't tell whether he was dignified or not.

Among the disciples, there were those who were not injured, and even said, "I also saw that the monsters in the low-level training formation are really too weak. This is not training, it is simply playing."

"You still have to face some high-level monsters and get hurt. You can stimulate your abilities the most in times of crisis." The disciple didn't know which master's disciple he was, and he looked proud when he said this, "That's what my master said."

Several disciples around him were echoing. They had found this cave as soon as the Yin Rhino Bird swooped down, so they were not injured, but rather excited.

Leng Mushi was sitting not far from them, and beside her were Leng Tianyin, who had already taken the Small Rejuvenation Pill, and several other female cultivators who were injured to varying degrees.

The injured people all had demonic energy remaining on their bodies, and their wounds were not healing well. The female cultivators were not squeamish, but the wounds were on their exposed skin, and they were afraid of leaving scars.

The wound on Leng Tianyin's face had healed because of that pill, but it hadn't been completely removed, and there were still pale pink marks that ran across most of her face.

Xiao Mian had just returned from rescuing people with You Zishu. He took out the pills that Leng Mushi had given him before they set off for training and gave them to the other disciples.

Xiaomei sat cross-legged, Fenlian was by his side, wiping the light blood on his forehead that had already healed with her sleeve, while Yi Tuxingzhou was helping Xiao Mian settle the disciples.

Leng Mushi's eyes fell on Sun Wufang. She was sitting cross-legged, seemingly trying hard to get rid of the demonic energy, but because there were too many injured places on her body, she looked very painful.

Leng Mushi admitted that she was not a pure and good person. She had run out of pills. There were countless injured disciples in this cave. Except for the ones she kept for herself, the only thing she could take out was the only remaining Small Rejuvenation Pill.

Leng Mushi quietly crawled over in the darkness, approached Sun Wufang, and quickly stuffed the Small Rejuvenation Pill into her mouth without attracting the attention of others.

Sun Wufang opened her eyes abruptly. Her right eye socket was full of blood stasis, and the injury was so severe that her vision was blurred. But her left eye still clearly saw Leng Mushi's gesture of shushing her.

Therefore, she didn't speak. Leng Mushi slid down her throat, making sure she swallowed it, and then backed away.

Sun Wufang knew Leng Mushi. Almost none of the low-level disciples, including the middle-level and high-level disciples, didn't know Leng Mushi. They knew about her unrestrained behavior and her safe and sound consequences. They also knew that she was the beloved apprentice of the Second Elder, and she was a mixed spiritual root who entered the sect, but she still managed to walk out of the path of a pill-making genius.

She was a celebrity in the sect, but Sun Wufang didn't think she had anything to do with her.

It's just that she felt the pill go down her stomach, her spiritual power flowed back, and the warmth spontaneously circulated to dispel the demonic energy, and the wounds on her body that had not been healing began to recover.

Sun Wufang's eyesight was not as good as Leng Mushi's. Her right eye was still congested from being pecked by a bird's beak, but she opened her eyes and looked at Leng Mushi, who was quietly injecting spiritual power into her sister, through the dim light.

In Sun Wufang's eyes, Leng Mushi was a very inspiring and delusional person, but also a lonely and strange person. Like the people in her sect, she didn't get close to anyone, including her sister, who she always talked about.

But at this time, Sun Wufang saw her gentleness and fiery heart through one eye and the dim light of the cave.

Even for someone she didn't know, Sun Wufang thought, it's not surprising that such a person would use her mixed spiritual roots to make her own way.

Sun Wufang silently wrote down this kindness, closed her eyes, and began to circulate her spiritual power again to dispel the remaining demonic energy from the wound.

Leng Mushi didn't notice Sun Wufang's gaze. She was helping Leng Tianyin get rid of the demonic energy, but it was strange that she clearly only had that one wound on her face, but the demonic energy lingered in her inner府.

Leng Tianyin noticed that Leng Mushi was helping her. She opened her eyes and looked at her with her watery eyes. There seemed to be thousands of words in those eyes, wanting to say but unable to, and in such an environment, there was actually joy in them.

Leng Mushi naturally knew what she was happy about.

It's strange to say that since Leng Tianyin entered the sect with her mother when she was a child, she always tried to get close to Leng Mushi. In such a relationship and the background of Leng Mushi's mother's depression and illness, Leng Mushi didn't push her to drown somewhere, which was already considered self-restraint.

But after so many years, after experiencing so many things, Leng Tianyin still treated her like this. Leng Mushi always found it strange, what was wrong with her?

Could it be that she still felt that with their backgrounds and positions, they could really be sisters?

Leng Mushi couldn't deny that although it was impossible for her to be completely open with Leng Tianyin as sisters, and they shouldn't be sisters, Leng Mushi couldn't just watch her die or get hurt.

Leng Mushi avoided Leng Tianyin's gaze, manually turned her head to the side, and couldn't help thinking, what's so likable about a person like me?

Xiao Mian was like this, and so was Leng Tianyin. Was it so joyful to be close to her for a moment?

Leng Mushi sullenly injected spiritual power into Leng Tianyin, helping her drive away the demonic energy, and at the same time silently said to her in her heart, I'm sorry, I'm going to take your things this time.

When Leng Mushi was very young, she thought that when she grew up, she would snatch back everything that Leng Tianyin had taken from her, watch her lose her soul, and then, like her, smile and call her a good sister.

But this twisted thought, with the passage of time, with the darkness of her mother's death away from her, with her knowing many friends, began to dissipate.

Later, she just wanted to have nothing to do with Leng Tianyin.

Especially after entering the Taichu Sect and becoming a disciple of the Pill Dao Hua Yan Yue, after she glimpsed the secrets of heaven, those past grievances had long since disappeared from her fingertips and heart.

Leng Mushi didn't know how far she could go, but she thought that as long as she kept moving forward, there would always be a destination.

But Xiao Mian was an uninvited guest on her path, silently helping her shield her from the wind and rain, and quietly accompanying her through a journey of cold and heat and thorns. If there was no him on the road ahead, Leng Mushi would not be used to it.

She wants him, so she can only snatch him.

She was most tired of the drama of sisters fighting each other, and she hadn't learned to suppress her spiritual roots by herself. These were the only two reasons for her hesitation.

After a long time of hard work, the wisp of demonic energy in Leng Tianyin's body finally dissipated. Leng Mushi withdrew her hand, and Leng Tianyin looked at Leng Mushi with bright eyes.

Leng Mushi turned her head away, sat cross-legged to adjust her breath, and avoided Leng Tianyin's gaze.

Fortunately, Xiao Mian quickly settled all the disciples and walked to Leng Mushi's side and squatted down, "How are you? I have to go out again."

Leng Mushi opened her eyes, Xiao Mian touched the tip of his nose in her line of sight. Strangely, they had never had an overheated relationship, let alone any relationship, but he was like a husband who was about to leave home to drink with friends, trying to please Leng Mushi with a smile, as if she shook her head, he would go nowhere.

"Don't worry, Eldest Senior Brother has already informed the disciples staying outside, and all sects will know soon," Xiao Mian said. "It will be fine when the formation is repaired."

Leng Mushi nodded. Xiao Mian's gaze was like an invisible thread, almost tying Leng Mushi up. He raised his hand and stroked her incomparably smooth hair that didn't need to be smoothed out, then restrained himself and put his hand down because there were too many people watching around.

"Yi Tuxingzhou and the others went to check inside the cave. Eldest Senior Brother and I went outside to search for other disciples."

Xiao Mian said, "You can adjust your breath here. You need to stabilize your newly promoted realm."

Leng Mushi nodded again. Xiao Mian got up and turned back just as he was about to leave, saying, "I have the Luo Bone Pill, you don't have to worry."

Leng Mushi breathed a sigh of relief. The Luo Bone Pill was given to Xiao Mian on his birthday. It could help him separate his soul in times of crisis, which was equivalent to a death-defying talisman.

Watching Xiao Mian follow You Zishu out to face the Yin Rhino Birds all over the sky, she wasn't worried about Xiao Mian. He was the male protagonist, and it was destined for him to awaken the Heavenly Demon after being possessed by demonic energy in this secret realm.

She closed her eyes again and bargained with the law.

She had to learn to suppress other spiritual roots before Xiao Mian became a Heavenly Demon.

For a time, there were only whispers of discussion and the painful groans of the injured disciples in the cave. The constant crashing sound at the entrance of the cave reminded everyone that the crisis was not over.

Xiao Mian and You Zishu were gone for a long time this time. After nightfall, the Yin Rhino Birds didn't retreat, but the cave was completely dark. Yi Tuxingzhou and the others, who had led people to explore the depths of the cave, came back with good news.

This cave was very large, and it extended to a very deep place. At the end, it was a different world. There were water sources and flowers and plants, and you could even see the stars. It was safe.

"We'll wait for Eldest Senior Brother and the others to come back, and then we'll go there together to hide until the formation is repaired, and then we'll go out."

The disciples who hadn't slept all responded in low voices.

Yi Tu walked up to Leng Tianyin again, quietly took out a palm-sized little fox from his arms, and stuffed it into Leng Tianyin's hand.

"Here you go, we found it in the depths of the cave. There was a fox skeleton beside it. It should be the big fox that was taking care of it."

The little thing was so small, its fur was very soft and fluffy. Leng Tianyin's palm wasn't big, but even she could hold it in her hand.

She smiled at Yi Tu and carefully held it in her hand. The little thing never opened its eyes, snorted softly, and fell asleep in her palm.

It was the thunder that arrived before Xiao Mian and You Zishu, very dense thunder and lightning.

It flickered non-stop outside the cave, and some of the disciples leaned closer to the barrier to look.

"It can't be the weather changing. Xingzhou and I saw stars all over the sky just now."

As soon as Yi Tu finished speaking, the bolder disciple who had been fearlessly bumping into the barrier above said, "It's not the weather changing, it's the Buddhist cultivators and the Joyful Sect."

"The Buddhist cultivators are using the Thunder Formation Diagram to attract thunder to kill the Yin Rhino Birds, and the disciples of the Joyful Sect are coming this way," the disciple said. "Could it be that they are coming for us? Should we open the barrier?"

"Why not?" Xingzhou said. "Although we are not from the same sect, we entered this training formation together. The cave is very deep, there is plenty of room, we should help if we can. The cultivation sects have always cooperated with each other."

The disciple stuck out his tongue, lowered his head in shame, and shrank back into the crowd. Several middle-level disciples spontaneously took their weapons and waited at the edge of the barrier at the entrance of the cave.

As they got closer, they could see the outside clearly.

Bu Jin was dressed in a long ginger-yellow robe, his kasaya nowhere to be seen. He held the Thunder Formation Diagram in his hand, and dense thunder sounded from his side, surrounding the disciples behind him who were wrapped in a barrier of scriptures, surging down continuously, turning the Yin Rhino Birds that were constantly pecking at the barrier into charred black balls that fell from mid-air.

And beside him, there were three other Buddhist cultivators holding staffs, assisting him. The golden light continued to flourish, and the scriptures chanted by the Buddhist cultivators turned into small red-gold knives that pierced into the bodies of the Yin Rhino Birds, easily killing them.

And those disciples of the Joyful Sect, who usually looked as delicate and charming as a pool of water, were now holding various magical weapons, stained with the thunder of Bu Jin's Thunder Formation Diagram. Whether it was the seemingly ordinary red umbrella that extended its ribs but was like a meat grinder, or the thin red silk that swept away a large area, their posture was very invincible.

Especially Ni Hanyan, the Eldest Senior Sister of the Joyful Sect, who had fought with Bu Jin last night, connected the beast bone whip in her hand to the thunder of Bu Jin's formation, and rolled up a series of faint blue whirlwinds in mid-air. Those Yin Rhino Birds that hit the thunder and lightning whirlwinds all had their wings shattered and fell to the ground.

But even so, because there were too many Yin Rhino Birds, they couldn't be killed at all. Seeing that they were protecting the disciples of various sects and coming towards this cave with a destination, the disciples in the cave opened the isolation formation to welcome them in, and at the same time raised their swords to kill those Yin Rhino Birds that took the opportunity to fly into the cave.

And when all the disciples of the Joyful Sect and the True Martial Temple came in, the scripture formation that covered the disciples' heads shrank and folded, and finally turned into the size of a tablecloth, directly binding to Bu Jin's body - it was his missing scripture kasaya.

What a treasure!

Leng Mushi watched as the kasaya returned to its place. As everyone began to arrange for the newly arrived disciples of the two sects to rest in place and dispel the demonic energy, she stared at Bu Jin intently, a crazy thought in her mind, like a tender bud breaking through the ground.

This is materialization with spiritual power!

Leng Mushi closed her eyes, frantically evolving something in her mind. Since vitality could be extracted and stored, since human souls could also be extracted and refined, what about formations and moves? Can it be done?

If so, how?

Her mind was spinning rapidly, almost possessed. All the sounds around her were completely isolated at this moment.

As a pill cultivator, her cultivation was considered powerful on the path of pill dao, but after all, her combat power was insufficient. She originally thought that she could escape with her life, but after seeing Ni Hanyan's light and misty steps under the cover of Bu Jin's Thunder Formation Diagram, Leng Mushi understood what it meant to be a small fry in a big pond.

Her little ability, not to mention in front of high-level disciples, even in front of Xiao Mian, was very insufficient. If someone really wanted to kill her, even Sun Wufang, who cultivated the sword, would find it difficult for her to escape with her Moon Realm spiritual power.

It was useless to have powerful spiritual power alone. Swordsmanship, like pill refining, required diligent practice and continuous exploration. Leng Mushi had no time to practice those things.

But what if moves and formations, even group attack techniques, could be materialized like Bu Jin's scripture kasaya and carried around in a small pill?!

Once this crazy thought popped into her mind, Leng Mushi couldn't suppress it anymore.

But obviously now was not a good time to try. Xiao Mian, who could cooperate with her and go crazy with her, was not here, and there were too many disciples in this cave. She needed a quiet place.

Leng Mushi could only refine it over and over again in her mind like a starving person, using her sea of consciousness as an illusory alchemy field, evolving the problems she might encounter over and over again.

At this time, everyone had begun to organize the disciples to walk towards the open space that Yi Tu and Xingzhou had mentioned, because Bu Jin and the others had brought worse news.

"The tear in the isolation formation is getting bigger and bigger. Now there are demons dancing wildly outside. The Yin Rhino Birds are nothing," Bu Jin said. "We encountered soul-splitting beasts on the way. You Zishu and Xiao Mian led them away so we could come over first."

"They should be here by now," Bu Jin said. "We're afraid we won't be able to get out for a while. The formation of this Demon Race relic has a time limit, and it needs to be opened by the leaders of the three sects who entered together."

Bu Jin said, "Originally, we wanted to take you out as soon as possible, but now the isolation formation is fully open, regardless of high, middle, or low level. We need all the disciples who entered the formation to open the formation together. We need to find the leader of the Shadow Sect."

The reason why the sects set up this formation in this way was to prevent the disciples of the sects from entering and killing each other, so the leaders of the sects had to be present to open the formation to go out.

And now, these formations that separated the high, middle, and low levels were all shattered by the monsters running around. There was no distinction between high, middle, and low. They had to gather the leaders of the four sects to open the formation and go out.

Not to mention how difficult it was to bring the low-level disciples to the exit under the attack of these crazy monsters, just gathering the leaders of the four sects was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The Shadow Sect had always been solitary. This accident was caused by them. Before the isolation formation completely collapsed, they entered alone, so naturally, they could also leave alone. It was unknown whether their people had left the formation when it happened.

And if they couldn't gather the leaders of the four sects, then they could only wait for rescue and open the secret realm from the outside. It was too dangerous to look for the Shadow Sect in the relic where the monsters were running rampant. Their best option now was to wait for the sects to come to the rescue.

After hearing this, those low-level disciples who were not injured finally felt fear. Fortunately, they at least had a place to stay now. As long as they sealed the entrance of the cave and hid here without running around, they could wait for the rescue of the sect.

At this time, You Zishu and Xiao Mian also came back. The formation opened, and Xiao Mian, carrying You Zishu, who was covered in blood, staggered towards the ground. He was quickly supported by the disciples.

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother Xiao! Where are you hurt?"

The disciples came forward one after another. Xiao Mian shook his head and saw Leng Mushi, who was sitting there properly, oblivious to everything, and evolving the pill formula in her mind, among the chaotic disciples.

The moment he saw Leng Mushi, his knees went weak, and then he pressed his hand to his waist. "I'm fine… Eldest Senior Brother was bitten through the shoulder by the soul-splitting beast."

Everyone helped Xiao Mian sit down next to Leng Mushi. Xiao Mian grabbed her hand with his cold and wet hand. She was suddenly awakened and withdrew from the sea of consciousness. She saw Xiao Mian covered in blood.

Leng Mushi's eyes widened in shock.

Xiao Mian put his bloody finger to his lips, the blood staining his pale lips, as if he had put on lipstick, looking enchantingly beautiful.

"Shh, it's okay, I'm fine…" Xiao Mian smiled at her. "Most of the blood on my body is Eldest Senior Brother's."

At this time, the disciples began to walk in groups towards the inside of the cave. Leng Mushi sat against the wall of the cave. Xiao Mian covered his waist with one hand, moved the other hand away from his lips, and supported Leng Mushi's shoulder, then silently moved closer to Leng Mushi.

"We'll go in later," Xiao Mian said. "Can you stay with me for a while?"

Leng Mushi didn't speak. Leng Tianyin was helped up by Yi Tu. When she saw that Xiao Mian was injured, she hurriedly asked. Xiao Mian shook his head and said, "It's okay, it looks scary, that's all."

Leng Mushi also said, "You go in first, I'll stay with Senior Brother Xiao."

Leng Tianyin and the others slowly walked inside. Leng Mushi turned to look at Xiao Mian. Xiao Mian slowly, even at this time, was still testing Leng Mushi's attitude, and little by little rested his head on Leng Mushi's head.

Their heads were touching, and Leng Mushi tilted her head slightly. Xiao Mian, who was so tall, was really forcing himself on her like a big silly bird.

Leng Mushi couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that she didn't show any resistance, Xiao Mian took advantage of his injury and moved closer, simply resting his head on Leng Mushi's leg.

Leng Mushi: …

Xiao Mian pretended to be delicate and sighed. He was really trying his best to take advantage of her. As soon as he moved the hand that was pressing on his abdomen, a line of black blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"It hurts so much… let me lie down for a while…" Xiao Mian said, resting his head on Leng Mushi's thigh.

He was facing Leng Mushi, so his face was facing Leng Mushi's waist, buried in her robe.

The disciples were all helping each other as they walked towards the inside of the cave. Some disciples asked if they needed help, but Leng Mushi shook her head and refused.

This was the first time in more than a year since they met that the two of them were so close, so intimate that it went beyond the normal scope of friends, while both of them were sober.

Leng Mushi looked down at the corners of Xiao Mian's mouth that couldn't suppress his smile, and really wanted to scold him for being shameless.

But in the end, she just sighed slightly against the wall, raised her finger, slowly ran it across Xiao Mian's earlobe, and flicked his flushed earbone.

Finally, she put it on Xiao Mian's waist and injected spiritual power into him.

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