mtlumby2d Chapter 389 When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.
Chapter 389 When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.
Lei Chuxi and the others left Chonggu Village and headed towards Seven Butterfly Valley.
Xue Tong looked at the woman beside her, her voice tinged with a hint of doubt:
"The Wan Gong Fang trial hasn't even started yet. Has things gotten a bit tense with them?"
Xue Lan has always been quite adept at handling the relationships between the human and demon races, as well as between the upper and lower realms.
Rarely like today...
Showing off one's sharpness without any mercy.
Xue Lan yawned, looking like she was about to sleep after eating.
"How could I not know about the affairs of the demon race in the upper realm?" Xue Lan's voice was laced with sarcasm, her round eyes narrowing slightly.
"The Yuanming Realm has reached its current state, just as you said back then."
"In a dilapidated thatched hut, although everyone had the desire to save the world, they were more concerned about themselves."
Xue Lan looked somewhat sad when she said this.
“In this world, we can’t expect everyone to shoulder the responsibilities of morality.” Xue Tong spoke softly, continuing Xue Lan’s words.
"If you can't save the world, just stay in your place and do your job well; that's the best thing for you."
Xue Lan couldn't help but laugh, and the woman covered her eyes with her sleeve:
"When I overheard you say something like that, I felt a little comforted."
"But that's not how it is."
Xue Lan slowly rose, her wide sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds in the breeze.
"If Yuanming Realm wants to turn this crisis into an opportunity and bring about a revival, it must force these people to take action."
Xue Lan smiled strangely and caught a small leaf that flew from a short distance away.
By twirling a leaf with your fingertips, you can hear the sounds of autumn.
The autumn wind is chilly, and the winds of change are beginning to blow.
Xue Lan's voice was cold and indistinct, as if it came from a very, very far place:
"Xiao Tong, when the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact."
The small leaf that was spinning on Xue Lan's fingertips was instantly burned away by the aura of the strange fire, turning into ashes and disappearing into the autumn wind.
Xue Tong couldn't help but smile. The young girl, dressed in soft blue, had a radiant smile.
"makes sense."
A month before the Wan Gong Fang trial, strange phenomena of heaven and earth, which were related to this secret realm, had already appeared in Si Yao Chuan.
A magnificent ribbon of light hung in the sky, attracting the attention of all the cultivators.
Xue Tong, who had been gathering information outside, skipped back to Chonggu Village and began speaking as soon as she entered the courtyard:
"Did you know? The cultivators gathered outside are saying that those auroras in the sky recently are because you struck the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop with lightning during your last weapon-refining session..."
The girl's voice stopped abruptly when she saw the two Xuanhuang Sect Masters in the courtyard, as if someone had grabbed her by the neck.
The owner of the courtyard stood under the eaves, head bowed, looking exceptionally obedient.
"Xue Tong has met the two masters."
Shen Suan Zhenren smiled gently: "No need for formalities, Zhenren would not eat people."
Xue Tong thought to herself, "You don't eat people, but the one behind you might not."
When Shen Suanzhen was talking, Dao Xuanzi looked at the whorl of hair on Xue Lan's head and spoke very seriously:
"Are you not eating properly? Why are you so short?"
Xue Tong's pride was hurt, and the woman broke free from her shell-like state, looked up at Dao Xuanzi, and grinned from ear to ear:
"Master Master, sect affairs are so demanding, how come you have time to come?"
Dao Xuanzi chuckled softly and patted Xue Lan's shoulder:
"Isn't this my good nephew who has lost his soul? I came to take a look."
Xue Lan felt a chill run down her spine, and she couldn't even manage a smile anymore.
"Senior Uncle, actually I'm fine now." Xue Lan said weakly, her pitiful gray eyes looking at Shen Suan Zhenren.
Shen Suanzhen smiled helplessly and said:
"You, you."
"You always try to gain my sympathy by deceiving me like this."
Xue Lan remained silent.
Shen Suan Zhenren looked at his quail-like junior disciple, who had once again tucked his neck in, and gave Dao Xuanzi a wink.
Dao Xuanzi was immediately displeased. The old man stroked his beard, and the two immortal swords behind him emitted a faint hum.
"Senior brother..." Dao Xuanzi said helplessly.
"You're spoiling her a bit too much."
Xue Lan wanted to refute, but after opening her mouth, she still didn't say anything.
Among all the True Persons of the Xuanhuang Sect, True Person Shensuan was indeed the most indulgent towards her.
It almost reached the point of blind faith.
Seeing the angry Dao Xuanzi, Shen Suan Zhenren took a step back.
"Fine, come up here and chop this child up."
Xue Lan: "Huh!?"
Dao Xuanzi and Xue Lan were stunned at the same moment, their faces showing surprise.
Seeing that neither of them had reacted yet, Master Shensuan smiled and spoke:
"This is the youngest weapon-refining master in the lower realm of Yuanming. Are you willing to part with him?"
Dao Xuanzi was naturally reluctant to part with Xue Lan, not only because of Xue Lan's achievements and talent.
Even if Xue Lan were just an ordinary disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect, he wouldn't have done that.
After years of using his sword to scare junior disciples, this was the first time his senior brother had exposed him in front of them.
Some people felt embarrassed.
Shen Suanzhen struck a nerve with Dao Xuanzi, and then added insult to injury:
"Just tell her you're reluctant to part with her, and ask her to be careful in the secret realm. After she comes out, tell her not to wander around and wait for you, then go back to the Xuanhuang Sect and rest well."
"Isn't that a bit too much to say?"
Xue Tong, who had been listening the whole time, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
I don't know how it would be for others, but for Dao Xuanzi, it was certainly a hot potato.
Among the several True Persons of the Xuanhuang Sect, Dao Xuanzi and Kong Mingzi were the most stubborn.
Xue Lan wanted to laugh after hearing what Master Shen Suan said, but she managed to hold it in.
The woman looked up and spoke obediently, her tone carrying three parts expectation, six parts joy, and one part trepidation:
"Master Master, is this true?"
Xue Tong burst into laughter; even the inner demon could hear the girl's laughter within Xue Lan's sea of consciousness.
"She's laughing at you right now!" the inner demon said slowly.
Xue Lan took a moment out of her busy schedule to reply to her inner demon:
"It's not the first time, we're used to it."
The inner demon nodded, agreeing with Xue Lan's assessment.
Dao Xuanzi looked at Xue Lan, originally wanting to tell her not to overthink it, but after what Shen Suan Zhenren had just said, he also felt that he had been too harsh on the child in front of him.
Xue Lan was raised to be this way, which is exactly the fault of the father for raising him without teaching him properly.
He should be the one who makes things difficult for Ling Yuanzi, not this child.
After hearing Xue Lan's question for a few moments, the old man slowly spoke:
"Yes."
Shen Suan Zhenren smiled and patted Xue Lan's head:
"Your master uncle is here, and he has brought his two swords with him. As long as you come out of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop safely, no one in the lower realm can harm you."
The old man's voice was like a spring breeze, gentle and comforting; every time Xue Lan heard it, her eyes would well up with tears.
"Lanlan, your master hopes that you can find an opportunity in the Wan Gong Fang to save my Yuanming Realm from disaster."
"But it doesn't matter if we don't get the opportunity..."
"Come back safely, the Xuanhuang Sect will always be waiting for you."