The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

"It is innate, and it will grow stronger as the spiritual power grows. Is it the evil energy that entangles with the soul?"

When Xie Ziye was telling his story about his past, the chat group monsters were also listening.

They looked at each other and tacitly blocked the sound so that Ji Qingzhou would not hear the words he shouldn't hear and be affected.

The rebellious little black bug thought of himself, "Could it be the work of the outer demon? When I am possessed by the demon, I can also use demonic energy. When I am awake, I use spiritual power."

"But you can't use two powers at the same time, right? Your demonic energy is just a transformation of your spiritual power."

Bald Chicken denied his guess, "According to what Xie Ziye said, his demonic energy and spiritual power are separate."

After saying that, the bald chicken frowned: "It is clearly a separate power, why does the demonic energy become stronger as the spiritual power grows?"

"Perhaps, the separation is just his illusion."

The immortal tree thought thoughtfully, "The two are actually connected."

An idea suddenly flashed through Yuhu's mind: "You mean... when Xie Ziye was practicing, half of the spiritual energy he absorbed was supplied to the demonic energy, so the two grew together?"

The Immortal Tree nodded: "This is the most likely possibility."

"But why is this?"

The rebellious little black bug was puzzled: "I have never heard that demonic energy can coexist with spiritual power. The only exception is Xiaohong's friend. But the demonic energy in Liu Furuo's body was sealed into her body by external forces, while Xie Ziye was born with it."

The bald chicken frowned: "I have the same idea as the black bug. The changes in Xie Ziye's body are most likely related to the extraterritorial demons. The demonic energy is closely related to them. These incomprehensible phenomena are inseparable from them."

"That's the worst guess..."

The Undying Tree looked at Ji Qingzhou in the chat group interface and said in a heavy tone: "If it is related to the extraterritorial demon, there is no solution to this matter."

Ji Qingzhou took great pains to save Xie Ziye's life.

How would she feel if she knew that all her efforts were in vain?

At this moment, in the secret realm of Wen Mansion.

While the monsters were making guesses about Xie Ziye's situation, Ji Qingzhou was also thinking.

She asked, "As your spiritual power grows, will your demonic energy also become stronger?"

Xie Ziye: “Yes.”

"Perhaps part of the spiritual energy you absorbed was transformed into demonic energy."

Ji Qingzhou also thought the same as the Immortal Tree, "The demonic energy and spiritual power in your body are not interdependent, but one provides for the growth of the other."

Xie Ziye glanced at her and said, "If so, what's the difference?"

“You’d think the two would grow together, and it would be a mutually beneficial thing.”

Ji Qingzhou threw a bottle of healing elixir to Xie Ziye and motioned for him to eat it himself.

Xie Ziye let the elixir fall into his arms and did not pick it up. He just stared at Ji Qingzhou, as if he wanted to listen to what he had to say before deciding whether to save himself.

Ji Qingzhou continued, "But if your demonic energy only grows when it is supplied with spiritual energy, do you know what this situation is generally called?"

The words were so clear that Xie Ziye gradually understood what she meant. He couldn't help but sit up straight and said in a low voice: "You mean, the demonic energy in my body is..."

"Sucking blood?"

"He's eating free food."

Xie Ziye and Ji Qingzhou gave the answer one after another.

The voices of both sides overlapped, and then suddenly fell silent.

Xie Ziye looked at Ji Qingzhou silently, and his expression, which had remained indifferent until now, now showed a hint of aggrieved condemnation.

You still have the mind to joke during such an important and serious conversation?

Ji Qingzhou coughed lightly, avoiding Xie Ziye's accusing gaze, and defended himself: "My metaphor is quite vivid, isn't it? The evil energy in your body is just like the scumbag hero in the storybook who came from a humble background and deceived the feelings of the kind and simple heroine and lived off her for free!"

When she said this, Pei Luofeng's figure appeared in her mind, and she spat secretly.

"…You are right."

Xie Ziye was silent for a moment after hearing this, then nodded: "This kind of man is worse than scum."

At this moment, the chat crowd heard their conversation.

Bald Chicken: "No, why are they talking about this? Is this the point?"

Yuhuo pulled a beautiful handkerchief and gnashed his teeth, "This kid really likes to talk to Hong Yueguang! He was clearly shouting and killing Hong Yueguang before, but now he is acting so obedient, who is he doing this for?"

Bald Chicken: "...Don't miss the point!"

The rebellious little black bug chewed on his teething stick, wondering: "Who would be willing to buy the storybook if the male lead is so bad?"

The Immortal Tree thought of a guy who laughed at his storybook every day, and said in a heavy tone: "People have different preferences!"

Yuhuo was inspired by her and said in a heavy tone: "You never know what kind of weird people are those who spend money to buy storybooks!"

Rebellious little black bug: “?”

Bald Chicken: "...I've already told you not to miss the point!"

On the other side, the secret realm of Wen Mansion.

Ji Qingzhou also heard the conversation among the chat group and realized that they had digressed from the topic, so he said, "However, your description of the blood-sucking theory is also correct."

"The world is so big, and there are countless creatures. There are all kinds of things, but after the vicissitudes of life and the passage of time, the changes of creatures themselves are all developing in a direction that is beneficial to themselves."

Ji Qingzhou said: "If your demonic energy really belongs to you, it should be beneficial to you, instead of just absorbing your spiritual power and supplying itself without providing you any benefit."

She picked up the medicine bottle from Xie Ziye's body, put it into the man's hand, and said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Xie, the evil spirit must have another origin. It has nothing to do with you. It is not something you were born with."

So, you are not born bad.

"You can still be saved."

Ji Qingzhou said firmly, "Although I don't know where the evil spirit comes from, how to control it, or even how to remove it from you, but since it doesn't belong to you, you can still be saved."

"You obviously don't know how to save me..."

Xie Ziye clenched the medicine bottle in his hand until his knuckles turned white.

He stared at Ji Qingzhou with his eyes, his voice was cold as if he was questioning, but there was also a hint of trembling in his voice as if he was expecting something: "How can you guarantee that I can still be saved?"

"I said that."

Ji Qingzhou raised his hand, grasped the hilt of the Farewell Sword, turned his wrist slightly, and the Farewell Sword easily cut through the trunk of the ancient tree like cutting tofu, and placed it across Xie Ziye's neck.

The cold sword blade touched the man's skin, which was pale due to excessive blood loss, leaving a thin red mark.

Ji Qingzhou said calmly: "If I can't save you, I'll kill you."

Xie Ziye stared at Ji Qingzhou who was so close to him, and was speechless for a moment.

"The worst possible outcome is death."

Ji Qingzhou raised his eyebrows towards Xie Ziye: "Then there is nothing to be afraid of."

"……you."

Xie Ziye opened his mouth, but only said this one word and then stopped.

His Adam's apple rolled, his chin slightly raised, and he looked directly at the woman who had a sword against his neck and who could easily control his life and death.

"Friend Ji."

From the beginning to the end, Xie Ziye addressed Ji Qingzhou so politely.

Even when he was possessed by a demon and fighting it for life and death, he was still so self-disciplined and polite that he called Ji Qingzhou his fellow Taoist.

Xie Ziye looked into Ji Qingzhou's calm eyes.

She clearly didn't say anything inspiring, nor did she promise to save him.

But why, at this moment, did he suddenly feel an unprecedented, strong desire to survive?

No, that's not right.

It should be said that since a long time ago, whenever he stayed with Ji Qingzhou, he would have such inappropriate desires in his heart.

Ji Qingzhou was right. Every time he said "kill me", he was actually saying to her, "Save me."

"Friend Ji."

Xie Ziye called out to Ji Qingzhou in a low voice again.

The disguised coldness between his brows disappeared, and his eyes, which seemed to contain a sea of ​​stars, stared quietly at Ji Qingzhou who was so close to him, as deep and calm as ever.

"I'll listen to you."

Xie Ziye said softly.

He uncorked the medicine bottle in his hand and poured the healing elixir into his mouth.

Ji Qingzhou, I'll listen to you.