Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 713 Born with Sword Bones, Little Master Uncle x2 Paranoid Cultivation 56

"The righteous monk and the evil monk are just two paths with different difficulties but the same destination. Which path each person takes is not determined by talent, but by experience."

"Don't advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering."

Yin Wu Yue's voice penetrated everyone's ears, leaving many people stunned.

There was some truth in what he said. After all, if the devil really wasn't supposed to exist, it would have disappeared long ago.

Today, the demon cultivators still exist, and the will of heaven and earth only rejects them but does not wipe them out, which means that they are necessary to exist.

Where there is white, there is black; where there is light, there is darkness.

"What a silver tongue!" Jiuyu scolded coldly.

He could actually feel the pressure from Yin Wu Yue, which was as deep and unpredictable as the sea.

And such people come from behind the spiritual mist.

There must be the secret of ascension hidden in it, otherwise Yin Wu Yue would not be so powerful.

He must obtain the secret deep in the secret realm.

He wants to ascend to become an immortal!!

Jiuyu lowered his eyes to hide his eagerness.

Yin Wu Yue sneered and turned his gaze to the silent Zhu Baishao.

What everyone present thought had nothing to do with him. He only cared about Zhu Baishao.

"I wish you the best swordsmanship. If you hadn't just survived the thunder tribulation, I would have asked for your advice..."

Yin Wu Yue still had some sense and did not call her "wife" in front of everyone, but the tone of his words was still a little ambiguous.

Zhu Baishao tightened his grip on the Snow-Breaking Sword and remained silent, but the coldness between his brows had quietly faded a little.

There was a layer of demonic energy surrounding Yin Wu Yue's body, and he was wearing a black robe, so no one noticed that the place on his back where he was struck by lightning was already bloody.

The injuries caused by the thunder tribulation were different from the previous ones. With the will of heaven, the wounds would not heal so easily, and large amounts of blood soaked his clothes.

He could still use the demonic energy to cover up a little bit, but if he stayed here any longer, Yin Wu Yue felt that people would always see that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, so he decided to retreat temporarily.

"In the future, I will seek advice from Fellow Daoist Zhu again."

He laughed out loud twice. Even though he was injured and weak, Yin Wu Yue was still arrogant and unrestrained.

Seeing that the Demon Lord was about to leave, Jiuyu narrowed his eyes and instantly concluded that he was seriously injured in the thunder tribulation. So he drew his sword and stopped Yin Wu Yue from returning to the palace.

"stop!"

His words were icy, "Your evil spirit has corroded the spirit bones of my disciples, and you just want to walk away like this?"

At the same time, Jiuyu also sent telepathic messages to many people below, asking them to prepare, and when he was about to take action, they should work together to set up a barrier and capture the seriously injured Demon Lord.

Upon hearing that the Demon Lord was seriously injured, everyone's eyes flickered and they all had their own thoughts.

The covetousness for the spiritual mist that many people had suppressed before resurfaced and they were ready to make a move.

If she hadn't been in front of Zhu Baishao and wasn't concerned that Jiuyu was her senior brother, Yin Wu Yue would have already crushed the man jumping in front of her to ashes.

He was just injured, his strength was not sealed. He simply did not understand how Jiuyu, a mere Spirit Transformation Stage resident, could have the courage to seek to make his presence felt in front of him.

but……

Yin Wu Yue's distracted consciousness followed Zhao Qing, either watching him practice or watching Zhu Baishao. He had very few memories of other people, and he did not expect that the woman who wanted to break into the palace would be Zhu Baishao's niece.

He was a little unsure about the relationship between Zhu Baishao and Bu Yunmiao. Could it be that they were similar to how she treated Zhao Qing, and that they were both promising juniors?

Thinking of this, and looking at Zhu Baishao's eyes that were covered with frost and snow, Yin Wuyue coughed dryly, and with contempt on the surface, he actually explained: "Don't say you are so righteous, and don't say I am so evil and accuse me of something."

"I have lived in the secret realm for hundreds of years. Disciples from your major sects have come and gone to train without any problems. Why did something go wrong when it came to her?"

"She overestimated her own capabilities and tried to force her way into my palace. She was attacked by the magic energy of the formation and she was asking for trouble."

"Facts aside, the existence of the Demon Lord was a mistake. If it weren't for you, her spirit bones wouldn't have been completely destroyed."

The spiritual power in Jiuyu's body was mobilized, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and a huge golden cauldron fell upside down. Dense demon-sealing inscriptions flowed out and were embedded in the spiritual energy in the air. They echoed and connected with each other, gradually forming a demon-sealing barrier.

Yin Wu Yue looked at the Demon Sealing Inscription on the sky that was so familiar to him, and curled his lips. Even if he hadn't appeared in the world for hundreds of years, the methods used in the world of immortal cultivation would still be the same.

He was tired of seeing these demon-sealing inscriptions.

However, after glancing at Zhu Baishao, who showed a look of relief, Yin Wu Yue took back the demonic energy surging from his fingertips and allowed the barrier to cover the area.

Everyone was on high alert, keeping an eye on the demon-sealing barrier to prevent the Demon Lord from resisting.

Who would have thought that the demonic energy surging in the barrier would dissipate, leaving only the demon-sealing inscription shining in the air. Yin Wu Yue, the demon lord feared by everyone, strolled leisurely in the garden, and the last piece of his clothes disappeared in the spiritual mist.

Everyone: "..."

Does this mean the seal was successful or not?

It seems that the Demon Lord is not panicked at all.

"Thank you all for your help. Otherwise, we would not be able to seal the Demon Lord here today. If he leaves the secret realm, who knows how much killing he would cause. Everyone present here is a hero in the world of immortal cultivation..."

Jiuyu suppressed the emotions in his heart, bowed to everyone, and talked freely.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that the seal was successful.

"It seems that this demon was really seriously injured in the thunder tribulation, otherwise he would not have struggled at all and allowed us to seal him."

"That's how it should be."

"Then this is all thanks to Fellow Daoist Zhu. If it weren't for her tribulation, we really wouldn't be able to deal with this demon today."

"Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Zhu has only practiced for a few dozen years and has already become a True Lord of Transformation. He is truly a genius."

"In that case, I'd like to congratulate you."

"Go together."

Some people below were communicating through telepathy, while others were discussing it openly in public, all with happy looks on their faces.

Jiuyu stopped talking, looked at Zhu Baishao who was thinking about something with her eyes downcast, and said, "Congratulations, Junior Sister, for entering the Spiritual Transformation Stage. From today on, you will be honored as a True Lord by the people of the world."

Because she hurt Bu Yunmiao before, Jiuyu changed the way he addressed her from "Junior Sister" to "Junior Sister Zhu", and now he changed it back again. He is really adaptable.

Zhu Baishao raised her long eyelashes and looked up at him.

What kind of eyes are those?

The black and white are distinct, and as clear as a mirror, it seems to be able to reflect the true appearance of the person hidden under the skin, the twisted obsessions and desires, and the dark mud that cannot be seen by the sun.

Jiuyu suddenly felt a chill in her heart and felt an inexplicable oppression, as if she was exposed to the sun and all her secrets were revealed to the public.

But the feeling disappeared the next second.

Zhu Baishao flipped her wrist, and the Broken Snow Sword fell obediently at her feet. She spoke coldly, then turned and left.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jiuyu."