novelapdf Chapter 212 Entangled Grudges
Chapter 212 Entangled Grudges
This matter alarmed Hu Jiaoniang's mother, who flew out on a cloud, only to find that she was an old acquaintance of the demon immortal.
They exchanged greetings and inquired about the reason for their meeting.
It turns out that the mask in the demon fairy's hand was a treasure, a thousand-faced illusion.
Once you put it on, you can not only change your appearance, body shape, and demonic power, but also borrow some of his power.
A few days ago, this fairy went out to visit a friend and was drinking happily when she suddenly felt that her treasure had been put on her face by a stranger.
He was terrified and hurriedly rushed back.
Upon returning to their cave, they discovered that their treasure vault had been opened by some scoundrel. Everything else was there, but their most precious mask was missing.
Fortunately, the other party's cultivation level was still low, and he was unable to immediately refine the mask to remove his mark.
So the demon immortal followed his senses and came after him.
After running around for who knows how many thousands of miles, he finally caught up with them and came to their door.
He knew the cat demon was the culprit the moment he saw it, so he attacked without hesitation. However, after getting the mask, he didn't expect that this scoundrel was a female demon.
The fairy fairy chased after him and beat the thief to the point of near death. The thief's anger dissipated, and he left some precious pills for Hu Jiaoniang as an apology before taking his leave and flying away.
Hu Jiaoniang's mother was furious. She was originally prepared to tear the cat demon who had deceived her and her daughter into eight pieces and extract her soul to refine it, but seeing that she looked like she was about to die, it seemed that it would be superfluous for her to take action.
In addition, Hu Jiaoniang pleaded for them.
So he ordered them to take the body and throw it down the mountain to feed the wild animals.
Hu Jiaoniang cried all night, feeling both ashamed and angry. When she woke up in the morning, her eyes were swollen, and she remembered how good the cat demon was.
As the saying goes, "respect for the dead is paramount," and although the cat demon's actions were extremely despicable, Hu Jiaoniang decided to collect its remains.
She went down the mountain to collect his body, but found that the body was missing. She assumed that he had been devoured by wild animals.
She was young and naive, but this incident devastated her.
A few years later, her mother passed away. Hu Jiaoniang matured quickly and devoted herself to cultivation. Finally, decades later, she became a demon immortal.
She achieved great success in her cultivation, and as she walked among mortals, she gradually let go of this matter.
Since demons have gained intelligence, they naturally also have feelings and love.
Who can guarantee that they'll fall in love at first sight when they're young and not encounter one or two scumbags?
Her experience was just a bit bizarre; she encountered a terrible woman.
some day.
Two powerful demon immortals challenged each other to a duel atop the mountain.
The demons gathered around to watch, and Hu Jiaoniang was among them. Then, among the group of demons, she immediately recognized the heart thief who should have died.
Hu Jiaoniang instantly forgot her peaceful state of mind.
Memories that had died in the past all came back to life.
Enraged, she lunged at him, but he glanced at her, let out a strange cry, and turned to flee.
"Our cultivation levels are similar, and I am even stronger, but she is better at escape techniques, and her speed is far superior to mine," Hu Jiaoniang said quietly. "However, at least I know her name."
"So she was none other than the Nine-Lives Cat, Mo Xinlian."
"Tell me, how deep is my hatred? Should I take revenge?"
Yang Silang was dumbfounded.
Mo Xinlian, you really have no heart.
Stealing the treasure of a seasoned demon immortal and then going to have romantic moments with a fox fairy under the moon – you're really daring!
No wonder you wasted all five of your lives and were forced to reincarnate. .
You really deserve it!
Hu Jiaoniang did not wait for Yang Silang's reply.
"From then on, the two of us were constantly chasing each other."
"I chased her and she ran away; occasionally, when I caught up, it would lead to a fierce battle."
"We also encountered natural disasters during that time, and we almost lost our lives, but she saved me."
"Strangely enough, this happened twice more afterward."
"so……"
Hu Jiaoniang suddenly turned her eyes to Yang Silang, her gaze sharp.
"I owe her three lives, and she owes me her true heart."
"Strictly speaking, these three lives were also lost because of her."
"So I won't kill her, but I'll chase her until she's fleeing in a sorry state, filled with fear and unease."
"Why is it that she can hurt others with her jokes and then comfortably live a carefree life?"
"She hid under the covers pretending to be your concubine, and actually I'm quite satisfied with that."
"Tell me, are we mortal enemies?"
Yang Silang opened his mouth wide, never expecting that this was the origin of the matter.
"Your Majesty, this matter is too complicated; I don't know."
The relationship between the two is too complicated.
It incorporates elements of transformation, feigned death, and pursuit.
No wonder Mo Xinlian never mentions it and completely seals away the relevant memories so that she can't see them. She's completely in the wrong.
and many more.
Mo Xinlian was so flustered on the boat.
She simply went too far with her prank; her running away was just a sign of her guilt and panic, and she was afraid to face the victim.
Hu Jiaoniang looked a little off.
She loved but couldn't have him, lost him and then saw him again, pursued him but couldn't get him, and was even saved three times. How twisted must her heart be?
Knowing Mo Xinlian's many aliases, and even remembering the daily little actions of this fake lover clearly, it's likely a love-hate relationship.
The fact that they didn't go crazy because of this already shows they have a strong mentality.
Such a stunningly beautiful woman, it seems she's a little gay. Yang Silang wasn't sure if he was right or wrong.
Seeing that Yang Silang could not give an answer, Hu Jiaoniang laughed.
"Yes, I've been chasing her for two hundred years."
"If she's a demon, I'll relentlessly pursue her; if she reincarnates..."
"Yes, I've been chasing her for two hundred years."
"If she's a demon, I'll chase after her relentlessly; if she's reincarnated, I'll still chase after her relentlessly. I don't even know what I'm chasing after."
"How could you possibly understand something I don't even know how to solve?"
Yang Silang rolled his eyes and said softly.
"Your Majesty, why don't you try letting go?"
"If you keep chasing each other like this, you two will probably waste a lot of time and delay your cultivation."
Hu Jiaoniang sneered repeatedly.
"lay down?"
"Alright, kid, I know you must have some connection with Mo Xinlian."
"Also, don't try to fool me with the idea that you're a couple. This silly cat is too playful and doesn't know anything about love and romance."
"Go tell her that as long as you two truly become a Daoist couple and cultivate together, I will stop pursuing her."
"This old grudge is now settled."
Yang Silang: "???"
What business is it of mine here?
Why do you treat me like a tool?
"Your Majesty, do you think my status as a Grandmaster is not worthy of Mo Xinlian?" Yang Silang asked somewhat displeased.
"If I really manage to win her over, you wouldn't just kill me with your sword and let her taste the pain of losing her love, would you?"
Hu Jiaoniang shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
You're overthinking it.
"I simply know she can't do it."
"That stupid cat is only particularly clever at causing trouble; it's incredibly slow at everything else."
"Don't worry, I never intended to kill you from the beginning, especially since you told such a fascinating story."
"Alright, let's not talk about her anymore, she's a spoilsport." Hu Jiaoniang played with a strand of hair that fell down. "You should focus on revising Journey to the West."
"I want to hear it again in a few days."
"However, a gentleman keeps his word. Since you refuse the reward and instead inquire about the origin of this matter..."
"Your reward is gone..."
Yang Silang laughed heartily.
"Your Majesty, I dare not be greedy. You have given me more than enough. I am already satisfied."
Given his habit of bestowing gifts so readily, which he developed in the palace, isn't there also a sequel to Journey to the West?
There will probably be a reward after the new story is told.
No matter how you look at it, it's a story created by the two of them together, and Hu Jiaoniang even had a part in the creation. How could she possibly resist?
"However..." Seeing that she was being unusually magnanimous and easy to talk to today, Yang Silang immediately raised his arm, "Your Majesty, could you please retract this clone?"
"To be honest, with this, I feel like my bed is too cramped at night."
"I always feel like I'm being watched no matter what I do."
"Pah..." Hu Jiaoniang spat immediately upon hearing this, her face flushing red. "You little thief, you even dare to flirt with me."
She pointed to the fox tattoo on Yang Silang's arm.
"You should be content, kid."
"It's alright to tell you, my ancestors were nine-tailed sacred foxes."
"Although I am known as the Nine-Tailed Fox, I have only cultivated five tails and possess the innate supernatural power of clone technique."
"My clones are different from others. Strictly speaking, there is no distinction between the main body and the clones; it is one soul with five bodies."
"The mark I left on you before was because I didn't know what kind of person you were and was afraid you would run away. I was going to take it back after hearing the story."
"However, the fact that you can tell the story of Journey to the West shows that you are a good person, just a bit too soft-hearted, always thinking about being recruited by the imperial court."
"This clone of my divine power remains within your body, capable of withstanding a strike from a Martial Saint. In times of crisis, I can also use this clone to descend and protect you."
"This is your protective charm."
"I usually keep all five senses shut down in my clone form. Do you think I enjoy spying?"
"If I wanted to spy on you, would I need to ask you about all the things you did at Jinghe Mausoleum?"
Yang Silang was clearly somewhat skeptical.
Who says you don't like peeping?
Didn't you enjoy watching it from outside the cabin?
Others' guarantees are not worth mentioning. Putting aside everything else, if Mo Xinlian ever thinks of his useful bed warmer and comes running over for a hug, and Hu Jiaoniang happens to arrive, then things will get really interesting.
"Then I thank Your Majesty for your kindness," he said with a bitter face.
Seeing his unwilling look, Hu Jiaoniang was both annoyed and amused.
"Okay, then I'll agree to wait until you finish telling the epilogue of Journey to the West."
"I will accept this supernatural power."
"Alright, it's getting late, I'm leaving..."
Bang!
Hu Jiaoniang transformed into a wisp of demonic energy and dispersed, leaving as soon as she said she would, which was quite decisive.
Yang Silang pondered the grudges between Mo Xinlian and Hu Jiaoniang, and finally concluded that one was simply courting death, and the other was extremely stubborn, making it difficult to resolve.
In short, these two demon immortals are a huge problem.
He took a nap.
She Nu got up again and brought breakfast.
While Yang Silang was eating, he heard the sounds of fists and kicks coming from outside, accompanied by Zhou Mingxuan's cries of pain.
"Ouch... Niece, don't hit my face..."
"Ah... why are you getting so rough?"
"Stop...stop...I surrender."
"What kind of kung fu is that? The Washing Stream Hand? Is this style of boxing really that powerful?"
He pushed open the door and went out.
All that could be seen was Fu Hongying, standing in the courtyard with her hands on her hips, looking refreshed, while opposite her was Zhou Mingxuan, whose face was bruised and swollen, and whose lips looked like two fat intestines.
The appearance of the top three scholars has changed to that of those who failed the exam, making them even worse off than ordinary people.
"Master..." Fu Hongying cheered and jumped up when she saw Yang Silang come out. "The martial arts partner you found for me is really good. I have learned a lot about the principles of the new Huanxi Hand style."
"You went a bit too far..." Yang Silang transmitted his voice secretly.
Fu Hongying gave a soft hum and replied via telepathy.
"It's because he's as handsome as Liu Jinghong."