GBP Chapter 215 Is it finally going to end?
Chapter 215 Is it finally going to end?
A flash of golden light appeared, and a teleportation array materialized in the air.
Xie Wanning suddenly plummeted from the sky, but someone grabbed the back of her collar, preventing her from falling any further.
"Wan Ning, be careful." Xie Wanxun placed Xie Wan Ning on the flying artifact and stared intently at the scene below, where Zhong Yingxiu was being bullied by the puppets.
"Sister, what should we do? Senior Sister Zhong is unwilling to deal with these puppets. They were all made by the Zhong family." Xie Wanning was sweating profusely, her voice urgent.
Xie Wanxun frowned, looking down as if deep in thought.
"Sister, should we help Senior Sister Zhong kill all those puppets!" Xie Wanning gritted her teeth, drew her Luoze sword, and rushed out.
Unexpectedly, her collar was pulled back, and she fell backward involuntarily onto the flying artifact.
Xie Wanxun flicked her forehead without hesitation and said helplessly, "You're so stupid! If you really attack those puppets, you'll be the next Shen Yuan, and you'll become Zhong Yingxiu's inner demon. Rather than saying that Zhong Yingxiu's inner demon is Shen Yuan, it's more accurate to say that the hundreds of Zhong family members who didn't survive are her real problem."
"Then what do we do? Those puppets really want Senior Sister Zhong dead!" Xie Wanning stood up, gripping the Luoze Sword tightly, her words filled with urgency and worry.
“It’s not like there’s no way,” Xie Wanxun said with a smile. She snatched the sword from Xie Wanning’s hand and drew a bloody line on her palm. Her crimson eyes gleamed with excitement as she muttered, “What a nuisance!”
"Sister, what are you doing!" Xie Wanning rushed forward in alarm to stop her, but then froze.
The blood flowing from Xie Wanxun turned into wisps of ghost fire, flying towards the puppets. The puppets touched by the ghost fire froze in place, no longer moving.
“Controlling a puppet? It’s not difficult. Cough cough!” Xie Wanxun coughed violently, her face turning pale. She frowned and said, “Sure enough, this clone is still too fragile. Without the support of the Netherfire, it can’t last long at all.”
Xie Wanning stepped forward to support Xie Wanxun, and asked worriedly, "Sister, how are you?"
"It's a small matter. However, what comes next is the most important." Xie Wanxun's gaze fell on the puppets. With a wave of her hand, the puppets she controlled surrounded Zhong Yingxiu and began to help her.
Zhong Yingxiu, who had been listless, looked up and saw the puppets surrounding her.
She was trembling all over, staring in disbelief at the scene before her.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth in anger. He saw Xie Wan Ning flying in the air and Xie Wan Xun calmly controlling the puppets, so he flew up directly.
"Break the ice!"
Unexpectedly, Shen Yuan was directly injured by Xie Wan Ning's sword. His gaze swept past Xie Wan Ning and turned to Xie Wan Xun with resentment.
"Who exactly are you? And why do you know my techniques?"
Only someone well-versed in puppetry can reverse the control of the puppets carefully cultivated by Shen Yuan.
Xie Wanxun simply looked at Shen Yuan indifferently and said disdainfully, "The person who killed you."
After saying that, Xie Wanxun revealed a cruel smile.
"Sister, look! What's that?" Xie Wanning exclaimed in surprise.
Following Xie Wanning's gaze, she saw specks of golden light appear in Zhong Yingxiu's arms. They floated down onto the puppets, and the puppets, which had been lifeless, suddenly had light in their eyes and were radiating golden light.
Xie Wanxun was startled, recalling the two golden lights she had seen in Zhong Yingxiu's consciousness space earlier. It turned out that it was not an illusion, but the light emitted by the remnant soul.
"Father, mother!"
"And my aunt and my maternal aunt!"
"You're all back."
Zhong Yingxiu looked around, her eyes filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement. Tears welled up in her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and dripped onto the ground.
"Xiao Xiu, it's alright. Look, Dad's back, isn't he?" Zhong Xu gently stroked Zhong Yingxiu's head.
"Xiao Xiu, don't cry. You look prettier when you smile." Zhong's mother stepped forward and gently wiped away Zhong Yingxiu's tears. She looked Zhong Yingxiu up and down and smiled, "My Xiao Xiu has grown so much."
"Mother!" Zhong Yingxiu threw herself into her mother's arms and cried like a child.
Suddenly, a roar shattered the peaceful scene.
"How is this possible! How could my puppet possibly have feelings!" Shen Yuan cried out in anguish, unwilling to believe that his puppet had not only broken free of control but had also regained its consciousness.
"Failures! You are all failures! I will kill you all!" Shen Yuan roared.
"Don't even think about it!" Zhong Yingxiu immediately stood in front of the Zhong family. She was no longer the child who could only hide in her mother's arms; she could now protect everyone.
"Xiao Xiu, we are with you." Mr. and Mrs. Zhong stood beside Zhong Yingxiu, and all 204 members of the Zhong family stood with her.
"You're asking for death!" Shen Yuan charged towards Zhong Yingxiu.
……
"Ji Yun, that's enough!" Si Jinchuan grabbed Xiu Yun's hand, shook his head and said, "As long as the inner demons are not extinguished, you can't kill all these demonic cultivators."
“I know, but don’t stop me,” Xiuyun said coldly.
Si Jinchuan glanced helplessly at Lin Jingquan and nodded.
"Field, open!"
The entire illusion was enveloped in Si Jinchuan's domain. The moment the demonic cultivator entered the domain, he was surrounded by wind blades and was eventually shattered into a blood mist.
"Lin Jingquan, speak!" Si Jinchuan glanced coldly at Lin Jingquan and waved his hand, saying, "I don't want to interfere in the affairs between you two brothers, but if you dare to fight in my territory, don't blame me for being impolite."
Lin Jingquan felt the wind blowing around him was incredibly biting, and he looked at Ji Yun in panic.
It's been twelve years. He's kept it a secret for twelve years. Is it finally coming to an end?
"thump!"
With a heavy thud as he knelt, Lin Jingquan cried out in anguish, "Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you. Uncle Lin never opened the box containing the demonic artifact; it was my father who opened it! It was my father's mistake that attracted the demonic cultivators and led to the massacre of the entire Lin family. It wasn't Uncle Lin's fault; he was innocent."
Ji Yun's lips were bloodless, and his eyes were empty and confused, as if his soul had been completely taken away.
“Brother, it’s all my fault. My father told me to tell you the truth a long time ago, but I didn’t want you to hate him, so I didn’t tell you. If you want to hate someone, hate me!” Lin Jingquan moved forward and grabbed Ji Yun’s hand as if he were grasping at a lifeline.
Ji Yun looked at Si Jinchuan, who remained calm, and squeezed out a few words: "You knew everything, so why didn't you tell me?"
“Because Lin Jingquan is also a member of the Shadow Pavilion, and he only had one requirement for joining the Shadow Pavilion—to let me help him cover up the truth of what happened back then. The Shadow Pavilion needs manpower, and Lin Jingquan is indeed capable of being used.” Si Jinchuan stared at Ji Yun and said calmly.
Ji Yun sneered and turned his gaze to Lin Jing, who was trembling from crying.
He stuck a blasting talisman on Lin Jingquan's head, leaned down and said, "You're still as stupid as ever, hopelessly so, little brother."
"boom!"