Chapter 436: Chapter 436
436: Chapter 423: Daughter of the Demon Lord 436: Chapter 423: Daughter of the Demon Lord His chest visibly heaved once, and suddenly storm clouds seemed to press down upon those clear eyes defined by black and white.
Yun Rong, who knew him well, was aware that his nature was indifferent and mild, rarely fluctuating with intense emotions.
But once angered, it was a true fury no one could withstand.
“Indeed, the Heavenly Seal Ruler was properly enshrined in the shrine; how could you have carried it with you?”
By this account, it must have been Arao who descended the mountain herself, took the ruler, and brought it all the way to Taiqi Mountain.
“Master…” At this moment, the woman lying unconscious on the bed woke up.
After a faint call, she silently fell off the bed and continued kneeling on the ground.
He sneered twice, “Now you truly have accomplished something.
You violate the order to show up on Taiqi Mountain, and yet you can’t even allow me, your Master, to ask a few more questions before you start that foolish self-harming behavior.
Do you really think I cannot bear to lay a hand on you?”
Arao, kneeling disheveled on the ground, felt her broken leg wrapped and treated, a mixture of warmth and sourness filled her heart.
She had fallen too hard just now, aggravating her wound.
Her face was already drenched with sweat, and she looked extremely pale.
She kowtowed heavily and said, “Disciple has done wrong and deserves to be punished.”
His face was as calm as cold jade, and his voice was cool and devoid of warmth, “Then tell me, exactly what did you do wrong that necessitated breaking both legs?”
Hearing how he was so angered that he’d changed from ‘your teacher’ to the distant “you and me,” Arao panicked inside.
She quickly lifted her tearful, beautiful face, crawling despite her leg injury, hugged his legs tightly and said, “Master had promised me that no matter what wrong Arao did, as long as you break Arao’s legs, you wouldn’t drive Arao away from you.”
His expression turned icy as he looked down at her, “Do you think you’re being clever?
Sadly, I don’t appreciate this kind of slyness at all.”
He coldly pulled his leg away, “When did you ever see me break your legs with my own hands?”
Understand the implication in his words, Arao was rooted to the spot in shock.
Not even the heavens shattering and earth splitting could bring her a blow as deep as the one she felt now, as tears filled her eyes in an instant.
She stared at him fixedly, her lips quivering uncontrollably, “Master…Master, please don’t abandon Arao…”
These few words were extremely difficult and broken, punctuated by sobs, so much that she couldn’t complete a sentence.
Even Yun Rong beside her felt a twinge of compassion, furrowed her brows lightly, and softly said, “Junior Brother, speak kindly.
Don’t quarrel with your disciple out of anger.”
His complexion grew ashen, “Do I look like someone who stoops to such childish bickering?”
Yun Rong: “…” Doesn’t he?
Could it be that he really intended to expel this child, whom he had raised, from their Sect?
After taking a few deep breaths, he seemed to stabilize his emotions somewhat, at least not showing drastic mood swings on his face anymore.
“Arao, I explicitly ordered you not to come to this mountain.
Why did you defy your Master’s command?”
Arao lowered her head slowly,”I…
In his sharp and slender eyes was an indistinct gleam, “Did you kill Zhisu?”
Kneeling on the ground, Arao was taken aback, a strange panic flashed through her eyes as she muttered, “Zhi…Zhisu, she must have been killed by me, right?”
“Is it so, or is it not?
What do you mean by ‘must have’?”
Seeing him angered again, Arao said in a fluster, “Master, don’t be angry.
I really can’t remember what happened at that moment.
When I came to my senses, she was already dead, and I don’t know why I would want to kill her…
“Enough,” he interrupted with a frown, “Incoherent, speaking all over the place.
I will thoroughly investigate this matter myself.
He glanced at her with a detachment he had never shown before, “Make wise choices.”
After he had finished speaking, he left the tent under the bright moonlight leaving Arao pale-faced and stunned.
Yun Rong helped Arao back onto the bed, and soon followed him out.
Yun Rong stopped him and chuckled, “The way you said ‘make wise choices,’ your precious disciple probably won’t be able to sleep all night.”
He looked down at the pebbles beneath his feet, angered, “She thinks to sleep after causing trouble?
That would be letting her off too easily.”
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you,” Yun Rong’s smile faded, and she spoke seriously, “Regarding the events of these past days, how do you see them, Junior Brother?”
“Arao’s sudden appearance on Taiqi Mountain must have a reason.
She’s always been stubborn, so further questioning is futile.
Regardless, she must descend the mountain as soon as possible.”
Yun Rong said, “Junior Brother, why did you only ask her if Zhisu’s death was related to her and not Lin Xi?”
He turned around slowly and said to her, “There’s no need.
Lin Xi told me at her death that her killer was indeed Arao.”
Yun Rong’s brows furrowed, “If that’s the case, do you still intend to protect her, Junior Brother?”
He rotated the sword willow in his fingers and a cold smirk formed on his lips, “This matter is tied to the secret of Lin Xi’s identity.
I promised her I wouldn’t disclose it to anyone else.
She told me at her death that it was her wish to die, so she doesn’t harbor any resentment towards Arao.”
“A wish to die?” Yun Rong was puzzled but did not delve into details, she simply responded, “If there’s no resentment, why did she say before her death that the Mortal World cannot tolerate Arao?”
After the storm, the murky clouds gradually dispersed, and the bright starlight shone into his eyes with a melancholy and cold hue, “The Mortal World cannot tolerate Arao, meaning that this isn’t her rightful place…”
Everyone thought that at her death, Lin Xi wanted revenge paid in blood, but it was not so.
Lin Xi merely felt that it was time for her to depart.
Yun Rong watched him silently for a while before suddenly asking, “Husband, are you hiding something from me?”
His gaze flickered, then he helplessly said, “Senior Sister has always only called me Junior Brother.”
Yun Rong said calmly, “But Junior Brother is also Yun Rong’s husband.”
He was silent for a long while before saying, “If I’m not wrong, Arao is the Demon Lord’s daughter.”
Yun Rong’s eyes widened suddenly, and as they slowly narrowed again, the initial shock gradually dissipated, settling back into calm.
She didn’t scold him for his absurdity or laugh at how ludicrous his actions were.
Instead, she simply accepted this reality in a calm and composed manner, and then analyzed, “If people find out about this, you won’t have a place in the Six Realms and Four Seas, not even Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan would tolerate you.”
He said, “Being isolated and without support is not frightening to me.”
“Isolated and without support?” A fearless smile emerged in Yun Rong’s eyes, “A person is alone, but with me by your side, Junior Brother, how can you end up isolated and without support?”
Yun Rong raised her hand to stop his following words, simply stating, “The Demon Lord’s daughter, what a terrifying identity.
Now I understand why you would keep her in the Xijian Sect.
But now that she has already shown herself here, don’t you think she has already sided with the Demon Clan, Junior Brother?”
His gaze flickered, and a faint cold smile appeared on his lips, “If she dares to do so, I will break her legs.”