Gu Zi clearly recognized Xie Jianyuan as well, so he gave him a slight nod as a greeting.
"Young Master Xie."
Xie Jianyuan also greeted him with a lukewarm "President Gu."
When filming officially began, Gu Zi still hadn't left. He stood there, and the director, ever observant, immediately brought him a chair and loudly called for the crew to bring him water.
The previous scene depicted Fan Yin's fall into the Feather Sea and disappearance while resisting the invasion of the sect by demonic cultivators. Jiuli, however, became possessed by demons as a result, believing that Fan Yin was forced to death by the sect elders and disciples, thus turning against them and becoming enemies.
With his ruthlessness and decisiveness, he became the new Demon Lord a few years later.
Jiuli had never had a good impression of so-called righteous people. Although Fan Yin took him in, he did not live peacefully in the sect. Because he was still young, there were often people who bullied and cursed him. In addition, Fan Yin's heart was only focused on righteousness and justice, and he could not tolerate anything else. This made Jiuli even more jealous of these people who occupied all of Fan Yin's mind. So after becoming the Demon Lord, he first massacred the demon cultivators' lair that had attacked the sect, and then intended to destroy the sect he had once belonged to.
The scene depicts Fan Yin, who fell into the Feather Sea but did not die. However, she lost most of her cultivation and her eyes were burned and blinded. Fortunately, she survived and began to wander in the Human Realm, where she unexpectedly encountered Jiuli.
After changing into her costume, Xu Chun stood in her position, waiting for the director's command.
"3! 2! 1! Action!"
The bustling streets were filled with the cries of vendors, and colorful, exquisite paper lanterns hung from the roadside stalls. Children nimbly darted through the crowd, laughing and playing.
"Ah."
A group of girls were walking side by side when one of them accidentally bumped into someone, startled and gasping. She looked up and saw a very handsome young man, but his beautiful eyes were misty and dreamy.
"I'm sorry..." The girl stared at his face for a while, then blushed and said shyly.
Fan Yin smiled slightly, "It's alright, just be careful while you walk."
The girls were stunned by his smiling face. They only realized what was happening after he had walked away. Then they covered their faces with their sleeves and made coquettish noises.
"I have never seen such a handsome young man before."
"Yes, it's just a pity he's blind."
Ignoring the murmurs behind her, Fan Yin slowly walked to the entrance of a restaurant and went inside, where she heard a bustling noise.
"Sir, come, have a seat." The waiter, seeing that he was blind, led him to the most secluded corner.
As if oblivious to the Fan Yin smiled slightly at the waiter after taking her seat and said gently, "Just a pot of wine, please."
Okay.
After the waiter left, Fan Yin turned her attention to the group of people at the next table who were having a loud conversation.
"The Human Realm has been in turmoil these past few days. A few days ago, that city in the east was completely looted by those demons; I heard not a single person was left alive."
Another person spat, "Where have all those self-proclaimed righteous cultivators gone? They're scared, aren't they?"
"Alas, these battles among cultivators ultimately harm us ordinary people."
Fan Yin lowered his head, toying with the wine cup, his other hand supporting his chin, his expression unreadable.
"Creak-" The window was suddenly blown open by the wind, making a teeth-grinding sound. For some reason, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and many people on the street outside screamed in fright. The paper lanterns were blown into pieces and fell to the ground, rolling around.
The clouds in the sky pressed lower and lower, the dark sky so oppressive it was hard to breathe. As the dark clouds gathered more and more, someone in the restaurant finally seemed to realize something and shouted.
"The devil is coming! Run!"
The words had barely left his mouth when a commotion erupted. People in the restaurant fled in panic, some even jumping from the second floor. The scene was chaotic, filled with cries and screams.
The Fan Yin of Buddhist chants emerged from the crowd. The streets outside were completely different from the bustling and lively scene before. The ground was littered with scattered stalls and miscellaneous items, and many people were rushing towards the city gate.
He randomly stopped someone and asked what was going on, why everyone was running towards the city gate.
"I heard that cultivators from a certain sect are fighting those demons right here in our city."
Which sect?
"I don't know what kind of the Azure Splendor Sect they are from." After saying that, the man hurriedly waved his hand and left.
Fan Yin frowned slightly, stood there pondering for a while, then turned and walked against the flow of people.
Although he was blind, he could still sense where the spiritual energy was strongest, and he could find the sect members by heading in that direction.
It's unclear what kind of monster they're fighting that requires such a large-scale operation, especially since it's taking place in a city inhabited by mortals.
I don't know how long I walked, but by then the noise and clamor of the crowd had disappeared, and I could only hear the quiet sound of the wind.
Fan Yin paused slightly before continuing forward.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a deafening sound exploded in my ears, followed by the pungent smell of blood filling the air.
A white-robed cultivator was slammed against the city wall, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and he appeared to be on the verge of death.
Not far away, all that could be seen were the corpses of white-robed cultivators, surrounded by a faint black mist. When the mist dissipated, only a pile of white bones remained.
A group of black-robed cultivators gradually parted, revealing a person's full appearance. He had cold and handsome features, thin lips, but his skin was somewhat pale.
Jiuli walked out unhurriedly, his every move exuding nonchalance, and said in a lazy tone.
"We send your elders out, but every time we do it, we send you out to die while they cower like cowards."
His voice was inexplicably hoarse, sounding somewhat eerie. The Fan Yin sounded familiar, but mostly unfamiliar, so I didn't think much of it.