Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 439 The Light in My Heart

"Come here." Jiang Zilin's tone was filled with arrogance.

Song Yunmo stretched out his hand to block her way, "If you have something to say, just say it now, why do you have to do this?"

Mu Huayan held his arm and shook her head, "Don't worry."

Jiang Zilin leaned over and whispered a few words into her ear, "I can't tell you what happened in the ghost realm, how the mark came about, and whether it can be erased. Even if I speak... you can't hear me, so everything is a dead end."

Then he straightened up and said a few words in front of her, but she couldn't hear any sound at all. To her, everything seemed to be still.

After a dozen breaths, he smiled with relief and comforted her, "Don't be sad for me. This is my fate that I cannot escape. No one can suffer for me."

Mu Huayan's face was gloomy as she once again felt the powerlessness that ran through her body, but she deduced that it must be the intervention of the heavens.

Fengdie showed a sad look, knowing that his ending was destined to end in tragedy. The scene was extremely depressing, but Mu Huayan's aura was gradually weakening.

She didn't even have the right to know what happened in the ghost realm, let alone intervene. This was indeed a dead end with no way out.

That means that you can only watch your good friend being forced to die.

"Master..."

Fengdie walked up to her, hugged her, and comforted her softly, stroking her long hair. To fight against the way of heaven is a dead end, just like ordinary people resisting officials or royal families.

It's nothing more than an egg hitting a stone. The winners are always the powerful people, and the losers are always the ordinary people.

Those who are oppressed and held in the palm of their hands are ordinary people who are powerless. What can they use to fight and win?

She slowly pushed the swallowtail butterfly away and walked to the beach, sat down and buried her face in her arms, her whole body trembling.

"If this is the case, then what is the point of cultivating immortality, what is the point of attaining the Tao..."

Song Yunmo's heart trembled. It was the first time that he felt great despair and pain from her. Fengdie knelt beside her and sobbed.

"Master, please cheer up, the swallowtail butterfly is still with you."

Jiang Zilin felt that since he had hurt her, he should have tried his best to stop the Black and White Impermanence from telling her, and he should not have let anyone know that he was acting strangely.

Just quietly disappear from the world and merge into the ghost realm, no one will miss you or care about you...

Mu Huayan stood up, summoned Bailu and walked forward aimlessly. After a few breaths, she terminated the contract with them and said, "I'm tired, you guys go now."

"!!!"

These few words were nothing short of a fatal blow to Fengdie and the others. They had fought side by side for a hundred years, so how could they just leave like that?

Fengdie's contract was not terminated because of a crime. When she was stunned on the spot, a flash of white light passed by and Bailu had successfully transformed into a handsome and flawless face with a white complexion.

The silver-white long robe set off his slender figure perfectly. He knelt down without taking a closer look at himself.

"Bai Lu begs the master to stay."

"Master, you said you wouldn't lose the swallowtail butterfly."

Swallowtail stumbled towards her but could only touch the corner of her clothes, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Sister Yan'er, why are you crying again?"

When she heard the familiar voice, she stopped in her tracks and looked up to find that it was Duan Qiuran walking towards her. Duan Qiuran's smile was very warm.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and as usual, he made many cakes and snacks that she would eat.

"Don't ask me why I found you, because of this."

He opened his palm and a silver-white jade slipped out. The jade was in the shape of half a flower. Only then did she realize that this was a token of their relationship.

The aura of the two people's magic and spiritual consciousness were left on it. As long as either party activated their spiritual power, they could find each other's whereabouts.

"I just finished my retreat and heard the disciples in the sect lamenting your expulsion from the sect. But I understand everything without you having to explain."

"Sister Yan'er, please stop crying or I will be very worried. How come the God of Death disappeared?"

He picked up a piece of candy and put it into her mouth and then wiped the tears from her face again. "No matter what desperate situation you are in, you can always turn it around, because you have always been the sister that I am proud of."

Mu Huayan burst into laughter and chatted with him under the setting sun until midnight. Song Yunmo and others then slowly joined the chat.

At midnight, before leaving, Duan Qiuran gently picked up Mu Huayan who was sleeping next to a stone.

"Are you leaving?"

Fengdie rubbed her hazy eyes and asked softly. He nodded, glanced at Mu Huayan in his arms, and then gently placed her next to Fengdie.

"I'll leave my sister to you."

"Well, don't worry, leave it to me."

The next day, when the setting sun came over, Mu Huayan woke up and subconsciously raised her hand to block the sunlight. It should have been a beautiful morning.

But suddenly she smelled a familiar floral scent, and when she looked around she found that Jiang Zilin was surrounded by red spider lilies.

The powder flew out instantly. She stood up in panic and covered her mouth and nose. Before she took a few steps, her feet were entangled by the roots.

Song Yunmo, who was beside Jiang Zilin, had fallen into a coma. Fengdie opened her hazy eyes and said, "Why is it the red spider lily again? It was only yesterday..."

When he was muttering, he realized something was wrong and stood up suddenly and looked around, but he was surrounded by a red mist. "Master, Master."

After inhaling the powder into her mouth and nose, she felt very uncomfortable and coughed frequently. "What's going on? I just fed her blood yesterday."

She discovered that the duration of the Hidden Evil Seal had been shortened, and the roots of the red spider lilies had entwined his body. The red spider lilies around him had broken the seal and confinement she had placed.

The situation was critical. She used her spiritual power to cut open her forearm, condensed the blood into a ball and sent it into his heart.

But it didn't seem to work. Higanbana didn't retreat. She just felt dizzy and saw double. She tried to steady herself and walked to him.

She fell to the ground helplessly, then ignored the wound on her forearm and reached out to tear the red spider lily, but the energy emitted by the red spider lily repeatedly burned her hands.

She covered her hands with spiritual power and successfully crushed all the red spider lilies. Fengdie felt distressed after seeing this scene, "Take Song Yunmo away from here."

Seeing that the swallowtail butterfly was still hesitating and driving away the red spider lilies around it, she tried her best to shout, "Go!"

The red mist around her made her tears flow unconsciously. She cast a spell to blow away the red mist and crush all the red spider lilies.

But it was of no use. In just three breaths, the red spider lilies around her began to grow again and emit red mist. She supported Jiang Zilin and used magic to blow away the red mist and crush the growing red spider lilies.

"It's useless, give up... Let me go!"

"Don't talk yet, I'll take you out."

But her actions angered the red spider lilies. Their roots have evolved into red vines with sharp thorns. Now the red spider lilies have become aggressive spiritual plants.

"No, why is your breath getting weaker and weaker? Hidden Evil Seal!"

She created a barrier to isolate the red spider lily from outside and then gently placed him on the ground. She cut open his clothes at his chest and found that the red spider lily in the hidden evil seal was absorbing his spiritual energy.