Chapter 465: Chapter 465
465: Chapter 460: The Truth of That Year 465: Chapter 460: The Truth of That Year “At that point,” Yun Rong’s face showed traces of sadness, “it was not that Arao thought he was too uninvolved to act himself, therefore letting me cast spells and set traps to kill her mother in order to resolve the crisis.
He loved her so much; how could he let her bear such a heavy sin.”
“That night, when he returned to Taiqi Mountain, Arao’s mental state was already on the verge of collapse.
He had planned to tell her the truth, to let her leave the mountain and reunite with her mother, but just then, amid her muddled consciousness, the Demon Mark of Jun Yan emerged at the center of her brow.”
Fang Geyu furrowed his brow, “I don’t think Si Chen would abandon her simply because of a Demon Lord’s mark.”
“True,” Yun Rong lightly chuckled, “The Junior Brother is really different from others.
While the entire Immortal Sect of the righteous fears and dreads the Demon Lord, in his eyes, she was just a girl who never grew up and depended heavily on him.
In fact, long ago, he knew when she helped alongside the road off the mountain, she was forced to become the new sovereign of the Demon World.”
“The smile in Yun Rong’s eyes gradually faded, “That’s because becoming the Demon Lord comes with a price.
That Jun Yan Demon Mark contained the lingering Divine Sense and thoughts of the old Demon Lord.
Only then did the Junior Brother realize that Arao’s father, the previous lord, was constantly monitoring every one of her moves.”
Fang Geyu felt a chill down his spine, having never expected the truth of the matter to be such.
Had he not noticed the anomaly in the Demon Mark at that time and revealed the truth outright, the consequences would have been even more severe than what had actually happened.
after Arao sealed Shu Ci with the Killing Curse, why did Si Chen hesitatelessly confine her in the Demon Suppressing Tower?”
Fang Geyu believed that under such circumstances, if he were resolute in protecting her, even if it meant confronting the entire world, he could have fought it out.
Since Arao had contributed so much to the righteous cause, it wasn’t difficult to argue for a somewhat fair outcome.
Upon hearing this question, Yun Rong suddenly closed her eyes, her expression weary, “Do you really think it was Arao who personally sealed Shu Ci?”
Fang Geyu trembled, thinking perhaps there was more to the story, and hurriedly asked, “What exactly happened?”
Yun Rong’s lips moved slightly, her voice tinged with pain and bitterness, “The Junior Brother didn’t let Arao join him on Taiqi Mountain because of suspicion, but because the only chance to awaken Shu Ci was through the blood of the Demon Lord…”
Fang Geyu’s heart tightened, leaving him stunned and at a loss for words.
“Arao, born of the Demon Clan, although always accompanied by him, the Junior Brother knew her mind was sensitive and frail.
Since becoming the Demon Lord that year, she hadn’t returned to Tianxi Sword Sect for a full ten years, fearing disdain and abandonment due to her identity, her letters arriving daily.
Using various reasons like Demon Suppression to assist the righteous to delay her return, fearful that the Junior Brother would notice her assumption of the throne, thus the battle at Taiqi Mountain by the Junior Brother’s command allowed her to follow, without explicitly discussing the hidden danger in her bloodline, fearing she’d dwell on it.”
“But who could have expected, Arao, who always regarded his command like a sacred decree, would uncharacteristically go to Taiqi Mountain alone.”
Fang Geyu’s brow deepened in thought, “So, Arao’s appearance at Taiqi Mountain was exactly what someone desired.”
And this person, according to Yun Rong, was very likely the traitor hidden within the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Yun Rong said, “In Demon World’s Wuhe the River Lord changes from generation to generation, each incredibly powerful, yet Yihe’s Shu Ci remains a true monster among the six rivers.
Unlike other rivers where a new lord replaces the fallen one, Shu Ci has been secured as the leader of the six rivers since the founding of the rivers with abilities involving immortality and Demon Soldiers.”
“She not only made her body immortal but could also use the Demon Flute to convert the residual dead spirits of the fallen Demon Clan in the mountains into undying Demon Soldiers.
Arao, having received news from somewhere that this trip to Taiqi Mountain was a trap set by Shu Ci to capture all the righteous in one sweep, believed once they ventured deep into the mountain, Shu Ci would summon ten thousand Demon Soldiers to bury the leading righteous figures.”
“When the Junior Brother saw Arao appear on Taiqi Mountain, he knew that there was a traitor within the sect.
But at that time, Zhisu and Lin Xi were killed horrifically on Taiqi Mountain, all evidence disadvantageously pointing towards Arao.
Even though he was determined to drive her off the mountain, the collective righteous would not agree.”
Fang Geyu thought that the insidious mastermind behind the scenes was truly meticulous in their planning, orchestrating a silent but perfectly ordered plan, chilling to think of such a terrifying enemy dressed in perfect human skin, hidden among the vast Mortal World, manipulating the global chessboard.
He had thought himself clever, able to discern spirits and gods, but only now did he truly understand.
It is difficult to walk in the Mortal World, with Fierce Ghosts accompanying all the while, yet unknowingly.
“If you say that Arao’s Killing Curse couldn’t seal Shu Ci, then why was Taiqi Mountain so peaceful afterward?” Fang Geyu still harbored doubts.
“Peaceful?” Yun Rong’s flawless jade face slowly took on an ashen hue, “In this storm-tossed, riddled world, where does such uncaused peace exist?”
She slowly closed her eyes, her voice very light, “The one who actually sealed Shu Ci, was in fact the Junior Brother.”
Chilled by the mountain winds, Fang Geyu felt her body gradually warming up; her throat seemed to have swallowed a lump of fiery coal, burning fiercely inside her, her voice slightly hoarse and strained, “What…”
She couldn’t immediately respond to this revelation, her mind flashing with images of Arao’s face twisted by intense hatred.
A spear thrust through that person’s chest.
A silver blade ripped open his belly, evil invading, and blood streaming as he leaned against the black sword monument, his expression utterly shattered.
The once protector who sheltered her from storms, the hero forced to hunch in front of her, his sword robe torn apart by her own hands, never to be neatly worn again.
Yun Rong’s face against the daylight wavered, the delicate tenderness in her eyes beginning to flicker unpredictably.
“We never anticipated that Arao, after having personally committed matricide, harbored thoughts of death, gambling it all in a last stand against Shu Ci.”
“I can only say that the spy hidden within Tianxi Sword Sect is too terrifying, well-versed in the darkness of human hearts and despair, capable of guiding the flow of the chess game step by step.”
“With blood, Arao summoned thunder and lightning, the blood lake burned for ten days nonstop, at that time Taiqi Mountain truly…
“With the power of the Demon Lord’s fresh blood, Shu Ci regained consciousness, summoning not just ten thousand but a full million Demon Soldiers.”
“The evil spirits, smelling human scent, came searching, the air suffused with the smell of death, righteous Cultivators suffered countless deaths and injuries, while various forces tacitly remained silent, yet every drip of this blood debt was all placed on the ‘doctrine of the followerless’ of the Junior Brother.”