strictlysupreme Chapter 472 What to do with the Ember?
Chapter 472 What to do with the Ember?
"When you frequently ask me for favors, could you please consider my feelings?"
A girl in a light gray dress stood in the courtyard of Jiyuan Peak, raising her hand to unfold a screen of light in mid-air.
"How many times have I told you not to call my name twice in a row!"
Xue Lan sat on the stone bench behind Xue Tong, craning her neck to look at a book the girl had placed on the stone table.
The book was in very good condition, not like it had been brought from a library. A line of large characters was written on the cover:
"The Survival Manual of the Xuanhuang Sect?"
Xue Lan became somewhat interested in this thing, and the woman slowly raised her hand, preparing to turn it over.
Xue Tong didn't hear the woman's excuses. When she turned around in confusion, she saw the woman in crimson clothes reaching out her wicked claws towards the book on the table.
The girl raised her hand and patted Xue Lan's head:
"Elders should act like elders; instead of learning good things, they should learn from others who are secretly watching!"
Xue Tong's slap was not gentle, making Xue Lan feel dizzy. The Wolf King withdrew his hand in grievance, his mind replaying Xue Tong's previous appearance.
From the little dumpling in the sea of consciousness wearing a pink dress and swinging on a swing, to the little girl in the capital of Da Shun who obediently calls herself "elder sister"...
Finally, she came to the girl in front of her, who, like Yin Shishi, would start a fight at the slightest provocation.
Xue Lan pursed her lips, on the verge of tears:
"None of you love me anymore!"
Xue Tong rubbed his temples, looking at her pathetic state, his fists itching slightly.
"Love, love, love, how much more do you want me to love you?"
"Come on, come on, ride on my shoulders!"
Xue Lan raised her hand and pointed to the book on the table:
"No need for that, I want to see this!"
Xue Tong looked at Xue Lan with a strange expression:
"This is what I wrote, and I suggest you don't read it."
Xue Lan was puzzled, Xue Lan wouldn't listen, Xue Lan insisted on seeing:
"Suggestions are suggestions, but I still want to watch it."
"Then you can see for yourself!" Xue Tong agreed, turning around to continue fiddling with her light screen.
Xue Lan happily picked up the book on the table, but when she opened the first page, she noticed that the temperature around her suddenly dropped.
The inner demon emerged from Xue Lan's sea of consciousness and is now standing beside her, coldly placing the orange peel in its hand on the table.
Xue Lan ignored her and opened the book in her hands. Four enormous characters immediately came into view:
"Stay away from Xue Lan?"
Lord Wolf King opened his eyes wide with some confusion, his gaze falling on the line of tiny characters below his name.
The inner demon smiled and read out the next few words:
"The only principle for the survival of the Xuanhuang Sect."
Xue Lan felt as if a sharp knife had pierced her heart. The woman looked at Xue Tong, her voice trembling slightly:
"Xue Tong, is this right?"
Xue Tong was still adjusting the light screen and couldn't be bothered with this person at all, not saying a word.
The inner demon snatched the "Survival Manual of the Xuanhuang Sect" from Xue Lan's hand and continued flipping through it, speaking as he did so:
"How is it wrong? It's glorious, correct, and spot on!"
The woman's hands moved swiftly, skimming through the regulations concerning Xue Lan, turning to the last page and looking up at Xue Tong:
"Can I add one more?"
Xue Tong looked at the blurry scenery on the light screen, feeling somewhat annoyed, and replied perfunctorily without even turning her head:
"Write it! Write it!"
With Xue Tongdi's permission, the inner demon conjured a calligraphy brush with a flick of his wrist and then began to write.
Xue Lan craned her neck to look and found that the person had written on it:
"Don't accept the oranges Xue Lan offers; they're so sour they're unbearable."
Xue Lan finally understood why the inner demon had looked so bad earlier, but she was not convinced!
"It's not that it's so sour it's unbearable! Don't exaggerate!"
The inner demon slowly put down his pen, waiting for the ink to dry completely, then turned slightly to look at Xue Lan and spoke:
"Just tell me, am I a spirit or not!"
Xue Lan was stunned for a moment, but still refused to accept it:
"That doesn't necessarily mean it's my fault. Maybe the orange was just a bit sour."
The inner demon rolled his eyes at her and casually handed her an orange.
"Eat up, it's from the half fruit platter you just gave me!"
Xue Lan bravely took the orange, peeled it, and popped a segment into her mouth...
"Alright, now we can see the Ember! Xue Lan, it's quite lively over at your sword shop, a gathering of heroes... wait a minute!"
"Are you crying?"
After adjusting the light screen, Xue Tong turned around and saw Xue Lan crying while holding an orange, looking like she had been bullied.
The girl glanced at her inner demon:
"Did you bully her again?"
The inner demon rolled its eyes at her, looking quite rebellious.
"no!"
"Then what's wrong with you?" Xue Lan sat down next to Xue Lan, and the three of them stared at the light screen.
"I'm fine!" Xue Lan's words were a little unclear as she spread her divine sense to explore the scenery within the light screen.
After a moment, the woman spoke softly, her voice carrying a slight chill:
"The Qilin Clan, the Dragon Clan, and human forces and aristocratic families!"
"The people of the Upper Realm have become incredibly bold over the past thousand years, daring to run wild in the Northern Region!"
After saying this, she casually handed a segment of orange to Xue Tong beside her:
"Here you go, it's very sweet!"
Xue Tong accepted it without any warning.
"The sudden gathering of so many powerful beings from the Upper Realm in the Northern Region River suggests either that someone orchestrated the gathering or that Jin Guang did it on purpose!"
A few breaths later, Xue Lan gently pressed the bump on her head, her voice full of heartache:
"To have served as the chief ruler of the wolf clan for me to this extent is truly..."
I felt extremely guilty.
Looking at the expression on Xue Lan's face, the inner demon smiled and said:
"You regret it now?"
"But it's too late to regret it!"
This person's words are always rather hurtful, and Xue Lan is already used to it.
The woman stuffed all the oranges in her hand into her mouth without changing her expression.
The woman gently raised her hand, and Xue Tong saw a particularly deep red line of cause and effect appear on her pale wrist, slowly connecting to the light screen in front of her.
"I've been thinking about a question!"
Suddenly, Xue Lan's voice appeared in the mind of the inner demon. The woman glanced at Xue Tong's reaction and found that he was unaware of anything.
The woman smiled and said:
"What's the problem? Is it because you were crying from the sourness just now?"
"I'm thinking..." Xue Lan's voice was very hoarse during the telepathic transmission:
"If I were to truly vanish into nothingness, what would become of the scorched earth?"
"Her original form was a part of my demon body. I have offered myself to heaven and earth, what should she do?"
The inner demon looked at Xue Lan, his voice cold and resolute:
"I guess I'll just turn to ashes with you!"
"Why are you crying?"
The inner demon's tone carried a hint of doubt.
"The original form of Emberlight is a part of your body, and it has also signed a contract with you!"
"She may hit you, but she will never disobey the Sword Master's will."
"Why are you crying?"
Xue Lan gently closed her eyes:
"She is not my possession."
If Xue Lan is likened to a large tree, then Jin Guang is a new sapling that grew from one of her branches.
They seem to share the same origin, yet maintain a strange contractual relationship.
However, Ember is essentially an independent entity, having walked a very long road alone.
"She once wanted to travel all over the mountains and rivers of the Yuan and Ming dynasties with Ao Zhu."
Xue Lan's voice was soft.
"So you can't disappear with me!"