Bo Zhu, who had been hiding in the secret room of the Heaven Master Palace, has been hiding for several hours with fear and trepidation. After enduring several earthquakes and loud noises, and the battle between surging Yin energy and spiritual power, he knew that something bad was going on and didn't dare to come out. Fortunately, the boundary of the Heaven Master Palace was laid by Zhong Kui personally. After a night of turmoil, it still manages to stay supportive.
After a burst of the most powerful spiritual power and the impact of the earthquake, everything seemed to return to calmness, and there was no more noise for a long time.
Bo Zhu was still scared witless and didn't dare to go out so easily. He waited for White Master to come and find him, but was afraid that White Master would not return, and could only hide in the darkness wiping tears secretly.
He guessed: I don't know how long has passed, maybe it's almost dawn and the Hungry Ghost Festival is coming to an end. There was movement at the entrance of the secret room. His eyes lit up. He jumped up from the ground and ran over with joy.
The door of the secret room opened. A man stood in the doorway with his back to the light, dressed in black, and it was hard to see his face clearly. His figure was so tall and well-built that it almost cut the light cast in from outside into two uneven beams.
Bo Zhu's heart tightened and he took a step backwards in horror. It was not White Master, it was ...
"Come out." Fan Wu She briefly ordered.
"... Black Master." From the beginning, Bo Zhu hated this outsider who was picked up by Heaven Master on the way. This person is arrogant and conceited, cold and unfeeling, but also has an inexplicable exclusive desire for White Master, as if White Master has become his possession at some point in time. Now Bo Zhu understood that he didn't misjudge him.
Bo Zhu shrank into one corner, even more afraid to move, and he said with a crying voice: "Where is White Master? What have you done to White Master?"
"Come out if you want to see him." Fan Wu She said coldly impatiently.
Bo Zhu hesitated for a while. He was worried about Xie Bi An, and knew he had nowhere to hide, so he could only walk out.
Fan Wu She grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up like a cat or dog.
Bo Zhu was so scared that he was staring at Fan Wu She with his eyes wide open. He didn’t even dare to breathe hard for a while. He still remembers that year when he first met this person, he was only two inches taller than him. Now he is so tall and strong, with that beautiful yet evil hanging fox eyes, and that awe-inspiring power of proudness and arrogance. The person in front of him is not the Black Impermanence Fan Wu She he once thought he knew, but is-----the Supreme Demon?!
Fan Wu She spread out his palm and something came out of Bo Zhu’s body and flew into his hand.
"You!" Bo Zhu looked at Gong Shu Ju and Cheng Yan Zhi’s ice coffin, which Xie Bi An instructed him to protect, being snatched away, and anxiously stretched out his hand to grab them.
Fan Wu She indifferently swept his gaze over the magical treasure on his palm, threw Bo Zhu on the ground, turned on his heel and walked away: "Follow me."
Bo Zhu could only follow, and he soon saw the badly injured Xie Bi An.
"White Master!" Bo Zhu hurriedly ran over. Xie Bi An's white clothes were already utterly dirtied and stained, especially the blood on his chest, stinging his eyes sore and swollen which immediately became blurred.
Xie Bi An slowly opened his eyes: "Bo Zhu ..."
"White Master, how, how are you?" Bo Zhu sat on the edge of the bed and carefully held Xie Bi An's hand. He had little cultivation and could not ascertain Xie Bi An's internal injuries, but just by looking at that miserable face as white as paper, he knew that the injuries were serious.
"Cheng Yan Zhi ..." The minute Xie Bi An saw Bo Zhu, the first thing he asked was his biggest concern.
"In my hands." Fan Wu She said coldly from one side.
Xie Bi An took a deep breath. His body looked even more powerless, as if every bone had been withdrawn, leaving only a flimsy shell.
"White Master, have you taken the immortal pill left behind by Heaven Master ah? There is that, that pill, and ..." Bo Zhu was so nervous that he stuttered. Xie Bi An's weak appearance made him feel extremely sad.
Fan Wu She looked at Xie Bi An’s injury, and felt distressed and angry. Thinking that this person's injury was caused by wanting to kill him, a sentence of sadness has long been unable to depict his millions of pains, even if he has regained the power of his previous life and seemed to be able to control everything, but in the end, the person he wanted to control the most still can’t be controlled.
Everything seems to have fallen into a deadly cycle again.
Fan Wu She clenched his fist, resisted the urge to care, said in a deep voice: "I have fed him the best immortal pill, and also infused spiritual power into him. Go get the medicine and gauze, and change him into a clean set of clothes."
Bo Zhu turned his head and glared angrily at Fan Wu She: "You've already got what you want, why do you still want to hurt him? He treated you so well."
Fan Wu She looked down at Bo Zhu, and a trace of a murderous aura was flowing out of his eyes: "Do as I say. Don't let me hear anything unnecessary."
Bo Zhu's thin shoulders trembled a little. He sniffled and went to get the things.
After Bo Zhu left, Fan Wu She sat on the edge of the bed, drew out his dagger and carefully cut open Xie Bi An's clothes. Compared to Xie Bi An's internal injuries from the Zongxuan sword's eighth Chongtian, the external injuries were relatively less serious, but after a night of fighting, there were more than a dozen large and small wounds. Every time he cut near the bloodstains, Fan Wu She would be extra gentle, but he could still see Xie Bi An's forehead oozing beads of sweat from the pain.
"Back then, during the duel at Wuji Palace, you tried to use this move to die together with me, what was the result?" Fan Wu She threw the blood-soaked strips of cloth beside his feet one by one. They were originally white as jade, but now they are like the remnants of flowers that have splashed down into the mud and have already withered to the extreme.
Xie Bi An was silently looking at Fan Wu She.
"Why didn’t you learn your lesson? You will never have a chance to win in front of me."
"So, in the previous life, did you win?" Xie Bi An said lightly while enduring the pain.
Fan Wu She's gaze was cold, and the movement of his hands stalled.
Xie Bi An lowered his eyes wearily.
"I didn't win, and you lost in a complete mess." Fan Wu She gritted his teeth, "Do you want to repeat the same mistake in this life?"
If not for the fact that he couldn't laugh, this question from Fan Wu She would actually provoke laughter. Does he want to? What would be the consequence of his desperate efforts?
"You already got what you wanted." Xie Bi An asked in a daze, "What else do you want to do?"
"To get what I was not able to get in my previous life." Fan Wu She gazed at Xie Bi An in silence.
"Today is not a hundred years ago. There is Xu Zhi Nan in the human realm and Jiang Qu Lian in the ghost realm. You can no longer cover the sky with one hand*."
"Then it depends on whether they will stand in my way." Fan Wu She's fingers gently slid along Xie Bi An's snow-white skin and flesh, deliberately avoiding the wounds, but when he saw Xie Bi An was still frowning in pain, his heart also seized up. He was also not lightly wounded, but he still infused a large amount of spiritual energy to heal Xie Bi An.
At this time, Bo Zhu ran back while carrying a basin with medicine hanging on it. He said nervously: "White Master, outside the Heaven Master Palace ..."
"Shut up." Fan Wu She glared at Bo Zhu.
Bo Zhu bit his lower lip almost at once. He took out the medicinal liquid that had been warmed in the water to clean Xie Bi An's wounds.
"What happened outside Heaven Master Palace?" Xie Bi An was struggling, wanting to get up.
Fan Wu She pressed on his shoulder with one hand: "Heal your wounds first."
"What's going on outside? Where's Official Lord Cui?" Xie Bi An glared at Fan Wu She.
"It will be dawn soon." Fan Wu She took the medicinal liquid from Bo Zhu's hand, moistened the cotton, and gently wiped over the bloody wounds.
Xie Bi An was in so much pain that he became stiff all over.
"Cui Jue, Night Patrol, Day Patrol and other underworld generals have been imprisoned by Jiang Qu Lian. Without the help of the five ghost emperors, the Underworld no longer has the ability to fight against Jiang Qu Lian."
Xie Bi An clasped Fan Wu She's wrist and said in a stern voice: "Official Lord Cui ..." At the same time, he agitated both his internal and external wounds, and his face was distorted with pain.
Fan Wu She simply touched his acupuncture points and made him lie back on the bed properly: "He won't kill Official Lord Cui. He still needs the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush."
Cold sweat constantly flowed on Xie Bi An’s forehead. He still couldn't believe that the Underworld was defeated by Jiang Qu Lian's hands. Even though several forces had chosen to attack and weaken the Underworld by various means on the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival, he still couldn't accept that Jiang Qu Lian had succeeded. He said in a deep voice: "The Great Emperor Beiyin has never come out of seclusion."
"His injuries probably won't be able to heal within a thousand years." Fan Wu She gave a cold snort. After finishing cleaning patiently, he sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound again, and Bo Zhu bandaged it up with him.
Xie Bi An's body trembled slightly, and he felt burning everywhere. He couldn't even look up to face Bo Zhu. If he saw Bo Zhu, he would inevitably think of Zhong Kui. If his master was here, he would never let the earth and ghost realms fall into such a situation.
Fan Wu She got up and looked at the magical treasure and the ice coffin in his hands: "It's going to be dawn soon."
It’s going to be dawn soon. The Fengdu boundary can only be entered the moment the sun rises and it will repair itself. If no one attacks the boundary anymore, then the boundary will eventually close. Although going back and forth the Yin Yang Monument is no longer an obstacle for the current Fan Wu She, at this time, the Jiuyou is no longer the Jiuyou of the Underworld. He has to prevent Jiang Qu Lian from trapping him in the ghost realm.
Xie Bi An heard what he meant beyond his words. He had to take Cheng Yan Zhi's body before dawn to exchange it for the Golden Trunk Jade Policy.
Fan Wu She once again carried Xie Bi An, who had already changed into clean clothes: "He may not return to the Underworld in the future."
"White Master!" Bo Zhu mustered up his courage to stand in front of Fan Wu She.
Xie Bi An reluctantly raised his head, lightly touched Bo Zhu's hair, and smiled bitterly: "Bo Zhu, go and reincarnate, no need to wait." Master, or him, probably couldn’t come back in the future.
Bo Zhu looked at him with red eyes.
Fan Wu She carried Xie Bi An out of the Heaven Master Palace.
Jiang Qu Lian’s Yin soldiers were standing in great numbers, surrounding the Heaven Master Palace to the fullest.
Fan Wu She swept his eyes over once, and his eyes finally fell on the red-clothed ghost king: "Is this prepared for me?"
"If you compete with me for the Yin soldiers, it's hard to say who will be the champion." Jiang Qu Lian smiled.
"The Underworld no longer has what I want." Fan Wu She rose up with his sword.
"But there is still something I want on earth." Jiang Qu Lian stared straight at Fan Wu She.
"I can make your soul scatter. Not to mention Human Path, you will disappear into the three realms and eight wastelands*, never to exist again." Fan Wu She said in a cold voice, "If you dare touch my things."
Ting Mo flew out with one move and carried the two through the Yin Yang Monument and back to earth.
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PS from Emzie: Aaaaay guess who's back guys. Time to upload a million edits XD
cover the sky with one hand*[一手遮天]--- hide the truth from the masses; hoodwink the public
three realms and eight wastelands*[三界八荒]---3 realms (heaven, earth/human realm, ghost realm), 8 wastelands (equals to 8 directions of the compass: north, south, east, west, southeast, northeast, southwest, northwest)
Edited on 8 June 21 (Emzie)
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