How About You Brace Yourself for the Sixth Mission?

"Who?" Everyone looked at Ping Qingyun.

"It was Junior Sister Su Ying!" Ping Qingyun revealed the truth in front of everyone.

Su Ying thought: [Damn it, I really want to kill this man! Isn't he ruining my plans-no, ruining the plot? System, what do I do now? If the big bad demon believes him, won't he kill me?]

[Stay calm, host. The big bad demon has face blindness.]

The system first soothed Su Ying, pondering what she could do to wrench the plot back on track.

Not far away, Feng Moyuan heard their conversation and took a small step forward.

He did have face blindness. Right now, all the female cultivators looked the same to him.

No, Su Ying was different.

Feng Moyuan's gaze fell on her face.

Her lips were distinctly different from those of the other female cultivators. Now he could pick her out of a crowd of female cultivators without relying on her scent.

Ling Xian, who stood before Su Ying, had already frozen in a daze upon seeing Feng Moyuan's face head-on.

Her heart also kept pounding, thump after thump.

Su Ying paid no attention to what was happening around her, focusing solely on communicating with the system: [Oh, right, you're so clever. But Ping Qingyun said my name! Back then, I told the big bad demon my name was Ling Xian. Did you forget?]

[Of course I remember. That's why I'm thinking of a solution.]

The system felt this was terribly difficult to handle!

If it had hair, it might already have scratched itself bald.

[Host, how about you brace yourself for the Sixth Mission?]

[Damn it! You want the big bad demon to choke me again? I refuse!] While Su Ying complained inwardly, everyone around her inexplicably backed away because of Ping Qingyun's words.

"Junior Sister, the Demon Venerable wants to settle accounts with her. Don't get close." Ping Qingyun took Ling Xian's hand and pulled her a step back.

Only then did Su Ying come to her senses and realize that everyone around her had sold her out.

Now, even if the big bad demon couldn't recognize her face, he would know where she was.

Waves of despair washed over Su Ying.

[The plot's gone crooked. Do I have to die to start over? But I really don't want to go through all this again...]

Before Su Ying could finish her inward grumbling, those on the demonic side had already begun fighting the Cultivation Sect's disciples.

Feng Moyuan had yet to make a move, but the surrounding Cultivation Sect disciples were already failing to hold their ground, and several had been injured.

From the looks of it, the people of the Demon Realm did indeed have the upper hand.

Seeing his disciples knocked down, Xiao Muchen could no longer remain composed. He sent a blast of palm force cleaving toward Feng Moyuan in their midst.

An alluring gleam flashed in Feng Moyuan's violet eyes. He dodged aside, and the palm force struck a Demonic Cultivator behind him.

"Aaah!" the Demonic Cultivator screamed.

Feng Moyuan snorted coldly. A mass of black palm force gathered in his hand, and he swept it to the side, laying low a swath of Cultivation Sect disciples.

Su Ying watched the chaos around her, yet for some reason, no Demonic Cultivator attacked her.

Nor did they attack Ling Xian beside her.

As Su Ying wondered how to continue the plot, Feng Moyuan and Xiao Muchen began fighting each other directly.

When immortals fought, it was the small fry who suffered.

Wails filled the surroundings.

The system urged her on:

[Host, this is your chance. Take the sword strike for the Male Lead. You'll either die or set the plot back on track.]

[Who did I owe in my previous life?!] Su Ying closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she charged straight between the two men. "Master, look out!"

The Dragon Roar Sword instantly let out a dragon's roar. Seeing the woman rushing over, Feng Moyuan knew she was carrying out a mission rather than truly willing to take a sword strike for Xiao Muchen. Even so, displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he deftly redirected his slash to the other side.

The blow that would have wounded Xiao Muchen's right hand now struck his left.

Su Ying froze.

Xiao Muchen was injured, and she had blocked absolutely nothing.

"You're in the way!" Xiao Muchen's eyes darkened, and murderous intent surged. He shoved Su Ying aside and glanced at his bleeding left hand.

If not for her, he would not have been injured.

"Su Ying, what exactly is your relationship with the Demon Venerable?!" After her attempt to block the strike, Xiao Muchen immediately took her for a spy from the Demon Realm.

Su Ying stood there dumbfounded.

In cahoots?

What a train of thought this Male Lead had. He'd suddenly left her at a complete loss for words...

She stood awkwardly in the middle, suddenly unsure what to do.

Feng Moyuan drew out a long whip and whipped Su Ying straight into his arms.

"Aaaaaah!" She screamed. What was going on?

She'd clearly slipped into the crowd of cultivation disciples amid the chaos. How could the big bad demon still recognize her?

This was ridiculous!

"Shut up!" Feng Moyuan glared with his violet eyes.

Su Ying clapped a hand over her mouth and cried to the system for help inwardly.

But this time, the system chose to play dead.

Su Ying thought: [I'm doomed, doomed! Now my spiritual root's going to be dug out and I'll be thrown down the mountain ahead of schedule. I'm doomed, doomed.]

Listening to her thoughts, Feng Moyuan stared straight at Xiao Muchen. "Your disciple caused my power to diminish greatly. I will certainly avenge that grievance. But merely capturing her would not satisfy me, so injuring you and your disciples also serves as a lesson. You of the Cultivation Sect, do not provoke me or the people of the Demon Realm again."

With that, Feng Moyuan knocked Su Ying unconscious and flew away with her.

His red robes billowed, complementing his alluring, breathtaking face. The people of the Cultivation Sect watched in a daze.

Seeing his Demon Venerable leave, Black Shadow was about to depart when he spotted Ling Xian standing there blankly. She was still staring out through the doorway in the direction Feng Moyuan had gone, as though lost in a trance.

Previously, the Demon Venerable had ordered him to investigate two women.

Now one had been taken away as the Demon Venerable's enemy, so the other woman must be his beloved.

Black Shadow inwardly sighed in resignation. The Demon Venerable was truly careless. He'd taken his enemy away but forgotten to bring his beloved.

Never mind. He would lend a hand.

After all, the people of the Demon Realm had wreaked havoc in the Cultivation Sect today. The barrier here would surely be strengthened afterward, and breaking in again would likely be very difficult.

At that thought, Black Shadow reached out and seized Ling Xian.

"Junior Sister!" Ping Qingyun noticed something was wrong and immediately shouted.

But Black Shadow had already knocked Ling Xian unconscious and carried her away.

The Demon Realm.

Looking at the person Black Shadow had brought back, Feng Moyuan flew into a rage. "Who told you to take it upon yourself to bring this woman back?!"

"Demon Venerable, you, you..." Black Shadow trembled under his explosive anger. How had bringing back the woman he loved been a mistake?

"You had better give me a satisfactory explanation. Otherwise, prepare to be thrown into a vat of boiling oil." Feng Moyuan's handsome face darkened. Bringing Su Ying back was enough. Why had he brought another female cultivator back as well?

If his explanation was that he had fallen in love with this female cultivator, Feng Moyuan would kill both her and Black Shadow without hesitation!

"Demon Venerable, this is the woman you love," Black Shadow said miserably, unable to stop himself from wondering whether he had guessed wrong.

Could it be that the Demon Venerable didn't love Ling Xian?

Feng Moyuan frowned. "Who is this woman?"