111 - Douluo: Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass

Rebirth as the Malicious Senior Sister GL - Chapter 111 Lin Yumiao was deeply startled, not anticipating that Jiu Ying truly intended to rescue Yuan Xishuang by herself. As for her mentioning subduing the Lingxu Sword, he found it even more perplexing. "What do you mean, young lady?" His expression was as serious as ever, mirroring his own dependable and reliable nature. Jiu Ying turned her head slightly, her gaze falling upon the vast expanse of pure white snow that seemed to blanket the earth and sky. Lowering her eyes, a breeze swept by, brushing a few snowflakes onto her cheek, making her skin appear even paler. Once the cold wind subsided, she articulated her conjecture. "Obviously, it's the opposite direction of the Phantom Fire God's Pool, yet the demonic energy intensifies. Have you considered the reason?" "If I'm not mistaken, the demon tribe was already lying in wait before we entered this snowy mountain, intending to lure us in the wrong direction." Though not directly stated, Lin Yumiao grasped the implications hidden in her words. For this operation, the demon tribe must have received advance notice. It’s likely that someone within the four sects and eight clans has been colluding with them in secret. The world is on the brink of chaos, with many seizing this opportunity to rise. Power, cultivation, status, prestige—these are the things people strive for with all their might. It's not shocking that some choose to side with the demon tribe. Lin Yumiao's expression subtly changed, a hint of worry surfacing in his eyes. With the demon tribe's influence permeating the four sects and eight clans, dealing with them in the future will become increasingly challenging. Just as Fu Ling risked everything to challenge Si Xiao, he too wished to contribute to this world meant to be tranquil and beautiful. But upon reflection, he realized that within his current capacity, he could do nothing. Indifferent to power and status as he was, he could see that possessing both was the simplest and most effective way to gain the initiative in chaotic times. Just as Si Dingyun, backed by the Si family, dared to brazenly mock and scorn Jiu Ying, earning even others' agreement. Such absurdity, yet so very real. An overwhelming sense of helplessness surged within him, like a fire igniting a desire within his previously dispassionate heart— For the first time, he wished to take the position of Sect Leader of the Lingjian Sect from Lu Qi. As the two of them continued walking, they planned their next move. In just a few brief words, Jiu Ying laid out both sides' strategies with clarity. The temperature in the snowy mountain was extremely low; those whose cultivation hadn’t reached perfection couldn't venture even half a step. If the demon tribe intended to stall Lu Qi and others, they would undoubtedly send more experts to lie in ambush. At this very moment, within the Phantom Fire God's Pool, apart from Yuan Xishuang, there were at most two Celestial-level cultivators. She and Lin Yumiao alone stood little chance against them. Fortunately, she had already found a helper in advance. Lin Yumiao furrowed his brow, contemplating who Jiu Ying might find for help, when a strong demonic aura reached his senses. Looking up, a black-clad woman had inexplicably appeared at the outskirts of the northern land. The so-called helper—was from the demon realm?! Unlike his surprise, Jiu Ying's expression remained placid. She gestured, and upon seeing her signal, Magi swiftly approached, her movement as swift as a breeze, arriving beside them in an instant. Lin Yumiao hesitated, eyes filled with doubt. Like most contemporary cultivators, he had been taught since childhood that demons were malevolent beings, to be slain on sight without mercy or hesitation. Now, faced with Magi, he felt his preconceived notions once again overturned by Jiu Ying. He remained silent, his expression somber. Magi, aware of his thoughts, didn’t speak either but silently retracted her demonic aura, then removed her mask, revealing a face whiter than a corpse's. At a mere glance, both Jiu Ying and Lin Yumiao inhaled sharply. The reason was simple: although her face was strikingly beautiful, it was covered in crimson runes from forehead to cheek, exuding an eerie aura akin to her rare red pupils. With her demonic aura withdrawn and without the mask's concealment, Magi exuded a profound scholarly air, rendering her appearance unexpectedly composed and fragile, aside from those red runes. It was surprising how drastically one's demeanor could change after removing a mask. "My identity cannot be exposed. Should we encounter the demon elders later, simply say that I am with you." Jiu Ying nodded at her words, though her eyes lingered on the intricate red runes. They seemed familiar, yet she couldn’t quite place them. Sensing her gaze, Mingyue slightly turned her head away, her eyes flickering—the four red pupils moved subtly. Despite the daylight, there was an inexplicable sense of terror. The three maintained an adversarial relationship, and without a shared goal, they would likely have clashed already. The name Pingtian was known by all, famed and feared alike. His immense strength caused the demon tribe considerable apprehension. An almost invincible existence had the potential to disrupt the balance of the world. Moreover, Pingtian was ruthless, displaying no mercy towards outsiders. To him, there was no fundamental difference between humans and demons. If he returned to the human world, the survival environment for the demons would only worsen. At least now, Magi possessed the capability to protect her kin, but if Pingtian returned, she and the rest of the demon tribe would have no choice but to submit humbly to the demon tribe. With this thought, a flicker appeared once more in her red pupils. A sinister beauty. Guided by her memories, Jiu Ying soon located the icy lake from their last encounter. Beneath the ice lake lay the legendary Phantom Fire God's Pool. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ 1551 couldn’t finish, it’s a bit short, make do with it. Thank you to the little angels who voted for me with overlord tickets or irrigated nutrient solutions between 2020-11-23 21:07:55 and 2020-11-24 00:00:11~ Thank you to the little angel who threw the landmine: one by “Not Talented”; Thank you all for your support. I will continue to work hard! Friendly reminder: If you notice the next page forcibly redirects to another site, please use the "Report Chapter" or "Contact Us" at the bottom to let us know, and we will address it as soon as possible. Thank you for your understanding!