The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Vol.6-Chapter 9,Part 1: When Can We Internal Demons Stand Up? (1)

Chapter 9: When Can We Internal Demons Stand Up? (1)

Under the clear blue sky, a dazzling white light shone around the transmission array.

After a few seconds, the white light engulfed all the people standing inside the array.

When the white light faded away, the transmission array was left empty.

"Waah --"

Bai Lian heard a cry.

Light.

Thin.

When more and more cries joined together, even the air began to taste sour.

The younger Martial Sisters were very strong. Although their eyelids were drooping, and they were very depressed, they didn't cry in the end.

It was Tong Yao who started crying.

At the age of 14, the girl usually looked more mature than many adults.

But after seeing Master Qin of Qingyu Peak set foot on the transmission array, she couldn't help crying.

Her tears rolled down like beads.

In the twinkling of an eye, her white cheeks were stained a morbid red.

"Elder Martial Sister Tong!"

"Elder Martial Sister, our master will be fine."

The disciples around Tong Yao comforted her nervously.

But it didn’t work.

As soon as her eyes teared, it looked like a valve had opened, and the tears were flowing continuously.

No one laughed at Tong Yao.

The people who came here, to see the others off, were naturally emotional people. They were also sad. They didn't cry only because they were holding back.

They knew how good the relationship between Tong Yao and her master is, which is no different from a father and daughter.

Master Qin is a drunkard. If ordinary people touched his treasured wine, they would be punished harshly by him.

But Elder Martial Sister Tong is different.

She had stolen Master Qin's wine at least a dozen times, and the most serious punishment was to ask her to stay on the peak for several days.

"Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian."

Tong Yao stumbled to Bai Lian.

Her height was just over Bai Lian's shoulders.

Thin, small.

When she cried, she looked like a poor stray cat with nowhere to go on a rainy night.

No one would have thought that such a little girl would become the Lord of Hades Hell and that famous "Empress" in the future.

But Bai Lian knows.

She also knows Tong Yao got to that position step by step.

In fact, it is not an enviable story.

The road to the throne was forged by the unacceptable separation between life and death.

Two years later.

This is the time when the Duxian sect experienced the first crisis in the game.

After a hundred years of waiting, Jue Yunzi's Guafeng Disaster finally came.

Usually this was an auspicious event.

But at the most critical moment, a cultivator, who had a feud with the former sect leader, suddenly appeared.

That cultivator had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

His hatred turned into countless ghosts and monsters.

At that time, An Lan was not at the sect, and the cultivator used a powerful evil weapon to severely hurt Jue Yunzi.

In most of the storylines, Tong Yao's Shifu, Master Qin, was killed while covering Jue Yunzi's retreat.

There were countless ordinary disciples who died in that battle.

The "Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian" of the game also encountered several different ways of dying.

A happy event turned into a funeral.

The death of Master Qin was a huge blow to Tong Yao.

Losing her liveliness she became silent.

Half a year later, through this incident, the current Lord of Hades Hall learned that he had an illegitimate daughter and came to the Duxian sect.

Tong Yao went back to Hades Hall with her father.

There she climbed up the ranks, step by step and finally defeated all her competitors and inherited everything.

If Tong Yao was given a choice, would she be willing to exchange her power and strength for Master Qin's survival?

Bai Lian reached out and touched Tong Yao's head.

Feeling the tenderness of Bai Lian's palm, Tong Yao cried more bitterly.

She said something in a slurred voice.

"Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian, I was wrong."

"I used to think that my Shifu took too much care of me…"

"I'm afraid now."

"That demon is so powerful, will my Shifu be hurt?"

"I miss Shifu. If I were stronger, would I be able to replace Shifu to go there?"

With Tong Yao's words, many disciples lowered their heads.

They used to think that Elder Martial Sister Tong was too severe. But if Elder Martial Sister Tong suddenly disappeared one day, would Qingyu Peak still be Qingyu Peak?

They like the peak because they like the people on it.

Bai Lian finally understood what Tong Yao said and what she meant.

She thought she had her answer. At least Tong Yao was willing to use everything she had now to exchange for Master Qin's life at this moment.

As for the future…

People can change.

When you look back, you will even feel that your past self was very strange.

Bai Lian gently held Tong Yao.

Tears wet her skirts, and she felt that this farce was like a preview of the future.

But she will not let the play continue according to the script.

The stories in a game and on the screen can shake people's hearts, how can she be indifferent when these people are part of her life?

So she patted Tong Yao on the back and said, "Don't worry, Martial Master Qin will be fine, the sect leader will be fine, and the Duxian sect will also be fine."

Bai Lian's voice was mixed with inexpressible firmness, just like a promise.

She has a sword in her heart.

A sword that wants to explode the boundless night.

She thought of Zhi He.

Even people in the Demon Sects regard legacy as a more noble pursuit than their own lives.

These martyrs are indispensable to the survival of civilization in this world after so many disasters have happened in each Yuan.

When the next Yuan arrives, Bai Lian hopes that people on the earth can still hear the story of the Duxian sect.

Tong Yao stopped shaking.

She squeezed into Bai Lian's arms following Bai Lian's patting.

The cold body made her heart fiercer than ever before.

Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian is really like the moon in the sky.

Shifu will return safely as Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian said.

Looking at the harmonious scene, Su Youwei's eyes jerked wildly.

She was careless!

If she cried just now, would Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian have embraced her too?

Tong Yao, what a cunning woman…

Su Youwei ground her teeth.

In the end, she gave up the intention of crying.

Her chest was a little stuffy. After seeing Tong Yao laughing through tears in Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian's arms, she decided pretending would be too boring.

Let Tong Yao do it this time.

There is still much time in the future. She will have plenty of opportunities to jump into Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian's arms.

Su Youwei just wanted to grow her strength as soon as possible.

As Tong Yao said, if she is strong enough, the people she cares about will not be in danger.

At this time, a lot of disciples had the same idea as her.

"This is hope!"

Jue Yunzi, who was standing near the Transmission Array, observed the situation nearby.

He had been in the Duxian sect for 500 years, and these three words, "The Duxian sect", have been integrated into his blood.

Today, Jue Yunzi suddenly felt that even if he suddenly died, the Duxian sect would surely complete its revival.

This is the best time.

Even during the most powerful periods of the Duxian sect history, disciples never had such cohesion.

But this is also the worst time.

Because the catastrophe is not far away.

Let's wait and see.

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