Chapter 79
Blood gushed from the wound like a red waterfall, staining her elegant dress. Her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were resolute. With her last bit of strength, she sprinkled her crimson blood onto the Evil Drought Demon's Spiritual Platform.
"What's going on? Xie Jingshu, what did you do?" Evil Drought Demon suddenly felt a terrible headache, as if his energy was being suppressed by something, and his body was about to lose control of itself.
"This is an Ancient Blood Ritual. By sprinkling the blood of a close relative on the Spiritual Platform of the person whose body has been possessed, it can help the possessed person regain control of their body. Even if you are Evil Drought Demon, you will temporarily lose control of this body." After saying this, Xie Jingshu opened her eyes wide and reached out her hand, "My Zhenzhen, come back," and then closed her eyes forever.
"Mother!" Ye Zhenzhen, having regained control of her body, cried and hugged Xie Jingshu, tears streaming down her face.
In her memory, her mother was always gentle and warm, never demanding anything of her or requiring her to achieve high levels of cultivation. She would always hug her with a smile and say, "My Zhenzhen, all I want is for you to live a peaceful, happy, and fulfilling life." She always wanted to tell her that her mother was the best mother in the world, but before she could say it, her mother passed away because of her.
There was also her gentle and refined father, who never uttered the word "love," yet he grew old for her, sacrificed himself for her, and died for her.
She has such wonderful Parents, but what has she done to deserve their love?
Ye Qingchuan gently patted her shoulder, softly comforting her, but tears silently streamed down his face. Ye Qingchuan, Ye Qingyao, Dongfang Miao, and the others also gathered around, because Xie Jingshu was crying her eyes out.
"Why not take this opportunity to kill her and prevent the Evil Drought Demon from ever being resurrected!" In the chaos, someone unleashed a killing move at Ye Zhenzhen, and the others surrounded her menacingly.
Ye Qingchuan immediately engaged in battle with those people. However, they were surrounded by more and more people, who insisted on taking the opportunity to kill Ye Zhenzhen to eliminate any future trouble.
"She is Ye Zhenzhen, she is not Evil Drought Demon!" Ye Qingchuan couldn't help but roar.
"But if we don't kill her now, and Evil Drought Demon regains control of this body in a while, we'll never be able to kill her again. What's wrong with sacrificing Ye Zhenzhen to bring peace to the Six Realms?" someone said righteously.
"Immortal Venerable, as the supreme being of the Cultivation World, you should uphold justice and kill this Demoness with your sword!" Someone urged Ye Qinghui to kill Ye Zhenzhen.
"Put righteousness before family, slay the Demoness!" the cultivators echoed.
"No!" Ye Qingchuan, his eyes bloodshot, stood like a mountain blocking Ye Zhenzhen's path. "Unless you step over my dead body, I will not allow anyone to harm her!"
Faced with the unanimous cries of "Kill her!", Ye Qinghui was deeply conflicted. For so many years, he had taken it upon himself to protect all living beings. The Evil Drought Demon that plagued the world deserved to be killed by everyone, but his Junior Sister was also one of those living beings. Should she be sacrificed like this?
No! She's his Junior Sister, a kind, righteous, and sunny Junior Sister. He should protect her, not hurt her!
Seeing Jiang Wan smile and nod at him, he stood firmly in front of Ye Zhenzhen and Ye Qingchuan, "She is Ye Zhenzhen now, not Evil Drought Demon. You cannot kill her."
"Immortal Venerable, you're confused!"
"I don't think you deserve to be the supreme being of the Cultivation World!"... The discussions continued.
Ye Qinghui took out the Immortal Venerable's token and threw it into the crowd, resolutely declaring, "If you want me to kill my Junior Sister, I'd rather not be an Immortal Venerable!"
Then, Jiang Wan, Ye Qingyao, Dongfang Miao, Lu Lingxuan, and others rushed to protect them, saying, "Now that she has returned to Ye Zhenzhen and is no longer Evil Drought Demon, she shouldn't be killed."
The scene suddenly turned into a chaotic melee involving many people. Standing in the very center of the storm, Ye Zhenzhen was heartbroken by her mother's death, but also moved by the support of her senior brothers, sisters, and friends.
Compared to Evil Drought Demon's utter loneliness, she suddenly felt incredibly lucky to be surrounded by love.
Suddenly, Ye Zhenzhen felt the power of Evil Drought Demon surging within her body again, like a venomous snake quietly coiling around her. Evil Drought Demon was simply too powerful. She realized that her mother had traded her life for a moment of control over her body, and it wouldn't be long before Evil Drought Demon snatched it away again. She couldn't help but clench her teeth.
"Ye Zhenzhen, this body will soon belong to me again," Evil Drought Demon roared triumphantly. "I'll make sure all of these people suffer a terrible death!"
"Dream on! Don't even think about it!" Ye Zhenzhen fumbled for the Silver Bracelet on her wrist, took out the Heaven-Opening Sword, and pointed it at her Spiritual Platform. As Elder Divine Sword, the Heaven-Opening Sword could not only kill people but also slay gods, causing their souls to be scattered. In order to protect everyone she cared about and prevent more innocent people from dying, she was willing to perish together with Evil Drought Demon.
"Fool!" Evil Drought Demon shrieked, "You'll die too!"
"No! Zhenzhen!" Ye Qingchuan, Ye Qinghui, Ye Qingyao and others rushed forward to stop her after discovering the danger, but it was too late. The Heaven-Opening Sword had already been deeply pierced into Ye Zhenzhen's Spiritual Platform.
A wave of excruciating pain washed over her. Ye Zhenzhen felt the power of the Evil Drought Demon raging within her body. In her final struggle, her soul seemed to be torn apart into pieces.
A golden light suddenly appeared before my eyes.
"Goodbye, everyone I love and everyone who loves me." Ye Zhenzhen waved goodbye to everyone, her eyes glistening with tears.
It smells like the finale is coming; there are only two chapters left to conclude.
Chapter 79
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"Ba, you've lost."
A golden light shone before our eyes, enveloping everything in a sacred glow.
A woman's silhouette slowly emerged from the golden light. Her appearance was almost identical to Ye Zhenzhen's, but her temperament was as cold as pure white snow, and her brows were filled with an unyielding sorrow.
"It's that senior we met at the River of Forgetfulness." Ye Qinghui recognized her immediately.