"It's time for me to meet some old acquaintances," Lin Yibai said.
Ji Chongming was a bit dissatisfied with Lin Yibai's sudden distraction. "What? Are you still thinking about your senior brothers? Isn't having me enough for you?"
Lin Yibai's eyes flashed. He slapped Ji Chongming across the face, and Ji Chongming's head was turned to the side.
"What do you know? If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have ended up like this. I was supposed to be the first person to ascend in the Nine Desolate Continent in thousands of years. Now, I'm in the Demon Realm, constantly eroded by demonic energy. Even my cultivation depends on the pills from the Prophet!"
Ji Chongming hung his head, using his tongue to press against the sore spot on his cheek. Then, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
He held Lin Yibai's hand and said, "Don't hit me so hard next time. Look, your palm is all red."
Lin Yibai looked at Ji Chongming's infatuated look. A flash of disgust passed through his eyes, but he quickly covered it up. His voice became gentle.
"Brother Chongming, you'll help me get revenge, right? I hate Shen Qing so much. Help me kill her!"
As he spoke, Lin Yibai left a kiss on Ji Chongming's face.
This kiss made the smile on Ji Chongming's lips widen. He was immersed in it. "Of course. When the Prophet allows it, I'll torture her..."
"No!"
"I don't want to wait for the Prophet's permission. I want to get out! I want to get revenge!"
Lin Yibai angrily clenched his fists. He gritted his teeth as if he wished he could tear Shen Qing into pieces.
Seeing Lin Yibai's pained look, Ji Chongming instantly forgot about the Main God's Hall and the Prophet. "Okay, okay. You can do whatever you want. I'll help you."
Hearing this, Lin Yibai calmed down a bit. He put his hands around Ji Chongming's neck and whispered in his ear, "Brother Chongming, I knew you loved me the most. I love you too."
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Nan Zhijin, who had already entered the Main God's Hall, suddenly felt a twitch in his eyelid. It seemed that something bad was about to happen.
Since he left the Qingyun Sword Sect and entered the Main God's Hall, he had been doing things like investigating various sects on behalf of the Main God's Hall. This was completely different from what he had imagined.
When he was born, his father had already died. His impression of his father was completely based on his mother's descriptions.
In his mother's words, his father was a great hero. He had made outstanding contributions in the great war between the Main God's Hall and the Demon Realm ten thousand years ago. It was an honor for his father to become a guard of the Main God's Hall.
They would secretly protect the Nine Desolate Continent and maintain its order. When the demons ran amok, they would be the first to charge forward. Under his mother's influence, Nan Zhijin thought that it was an honor for his father to die for the Main God's Hall.
But now, he seemed to be changing his mind.
Because it was known that his father was a former guard of the Main God's Hall, at first, Immortal Huiyan trusted him completely.
It was he who was in charge of releasing the demons into the mortal world.
Immortal Huiyan said that the common people in the mortal world were protected by gods and Buddhas but had no awe. They didn't worship in temples or build golden statues, which led to a decrease in the power of faith.
The Prophet believed that the lack of the power of faith was the main reason why no one in the Nine Desolate Continent had been able to ascend for a long time.
Therefore, even though Nan Zhijin was reluctant, for the sake of his future, he still gritted his teeth and released the demons into the mortal world.
But during this period, the tragic scenes always flashed through his mind: the burning villages, the people fleeing in a hurry everywhere, and the children crying and looking for their parents.
All these made him feel guilty.
He could only convince himself that all this was for the greater good. It was worth doing these things for the cultivators in the Nine Desolate Continent to be able to ascend.
"Zhijin, what's wrong with you these days? You seem absent - minded. Why haven't you started the task that Immortal Huiyan assigned to you?"
Nan Zhijin turned around and saw his good friend, Duan Chunyi.
Duan Chunyi had also entered the Main God's Hall at the same time as him. But different from him, Duan Chunyi came from a small sect. The small sect had few resources. He entered the Main God's Hall just to seek a future.
Ordinary guards like Duan Chunyi didn't know about the matter of releasing the demons into the mortal world. They only knew that the number of demons had increased during this period, and even the mortal world had been affected.
"Chunyi, weren't you meditating in the training hall? Why did you come back so soon?"
Nan Zhijin didn't want Duan Chunyi to know too much, so he changed the topic.
Duan Chunyi smiled and said, "Immortal Huiyan gave me a task today. He said that he wanted me to assist you and go to the mortal world. So, I came to find you."
Nan Zhijin's heart tightened, and his voice involuntarily became louder. "What did you say?!"
Duan Chunyi was startled. After thinking for a while, he patted Nan Zhijin on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I won't steal your thunder. You're the favorite of Immortal Huiyan. We're brothers. I despise that kind of thing like stabbing a brother in the back."
Nan Zhijin got anxious and shook off Duan Chunyi's hand. "Do you know what Immortal Huiyan wants you to do in the mortal world? Why did you agree?"
Duan Chunyi felt as if he had been scolded for no reason, and he was also a bit uncomfortable. "Isn't it just going to the mortal world to clean up the demons? Why are you reacting so strongly? I said I won't interfere with your promotion, but you can't stop me from having the hope of getting ahead, right?"
Nan Zhijin didn't know how to explain. His lips opened and closed, but he seemed to be speechless.
After a moment, he only said stiffly, "You're just from a small sect. You've never dealt with demons before. This trip is dangerous. I'll go to Immortal Huiyan and ask him not to let you go!"
Hearing this, Duan Chunyi immediately stopped Nan Zhijin. "What are you doing?"
"Look at how jealous you are. I've just been assigned a task by Immortal Huiyan, and you're so anxious. I thought you were my brother, and I've never had the thought of surpassing you. Why are you guarding against me so strictly?"
Seeing that Duan Chunyi was determined to go to the mortal world, Nan Zhijin shouted loudly, "I'm trying to save you!"
Duan Chunyi was very unhappy because Nan Zhijin had been preventing him from going. He retorted, "I don't need you to save me. I know I come from a small sect, and you look down on me. I just want to earn a future for myself. What does it matter to you?"
"I know your master is Real Person Hengling. You think you're superior. Since you entered the Main God's Hall, who else is there around you except me?"
"Once you enter the Main God's Hall, you're no longer the disciple of Real Person Hengling. Our starting points are the same. If you keep preventing me, don't blame me for not caring about our brotherhood."
After saying that, Duan Chunyi flung his sleeve and left, leaving Nan Zhijin stomping his feet on the spot.
Seeing that his good friend didn't listen to his advice and even resented him, Nan Zhijin felt a pang of grievance.
"I'm just doing this for your own good. Why do you think of me like this..."
But gradually, Nan Zhijin felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if someone had said it before.
Suddenly, Shen Qing's tear - stained face from when she was a child appeared in his mind.