If I had known I wouldn't have saved you!

Chapter 245 Chaos Ming

There are so many stars and the moon is so bright. The rain has just passed, bringing gusts of fresh breeze.

Fairy Yaoguang ignored the man. She had an expressionless face and walked forward on her own.

The scarred jade feet stepped on the soft soil after the rain, leaving behind small and delicate footprints.

Jueqingxian had imagined all kinds of situations. He thought that Fairy Yaoguang would beat him, scold him, and sever the master-disciple relationship with him, but he never expected that Fairy Yaoguang would ignore him.

He panicked and quickly chased after her, standing in front of Fairy Yaoguang and kneeling heavily on the ground.

"Master...Master! I was bewildered for a moment! I know I was wrong...I really know I was wrong! Can you please stop ignoring me?"

"It's all because of my narrow-mindedness... It's all because of my ignorance of justice! Master! Please... Please kill me!!"

"Disciple is confused at the moment...I would rather die than have Master disown me!"

Jueqingxian burst into tears. He took out the Juexian Sword, presented it with both hands, and fell to the ground, asking for death.

The night is fading.

A cool breeze blew, ruffling the hems of their clothes.

Fairy Yaoguang came back to her senses, but her heart was calm.

She lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the second disciple who was kneeling on the ground and crying like a child.

When she was captured, she did beat him and scolded him, but later she found out that this second disciple actually did the wrong thing because he liked her.

Fairy Yaoguang sighed, reached out to pick up the Juexian Sword, and stroked the sword lovingly.

But she didn't do anything, instead she said quietly: "Get up, I don't blame you..."

Jueqingxian stopped crying and looked up at Fairy Yaoguang. With trembling hands, he gently pulled at the tattered hem of her skirt.

"Master...you really don't blame me?"

Seeing tears on her beloved disciple's beautiful face, as if she was being punished for making a mistake when she was a child, Fairy Yaoguang suddenly understood.

Yes, her second disciple has died. After repenting, he self-destructed his Nascent Soul.

These are just her obsessions.

She helped Jueqingxian up, wiped his tears with her hands, and said softly: "My disciple, I have never hated you. I regard the three of you brothers as treasures. You are all equally important to me. On the day you came out of seclusion, I didn't go down the mountain to play with them, but bought you a gift to celebrate. Who knew you wouldn't listen to my explanation..."

"Also, when I had a secret conversation with your senior brother and third junior brother that day, I wanted them to pay more attention to you. I didn't mean to distance myself from you..."

"Your eldest brother is too kind and weak, and your third brother is too impatient, but their problems are not serious. It is you who worries me the most..."

"You are too serious and too obsessed, which has a great impact on your cultivation. You almost died when you were forming the elixir. How can you make further progress in the long run?"

Under the moonlight, the master and the disciple looked at each other, and the many words hidden in their hearts were revealed one by one, causing Jueqingxian to cry uncontrollably.

"Master! Why haven't you sent the person over yet? The Holy King is getting impatient!"

Several demon soldiers flew over from the main hall, urging with an impatient look on their faces.

Seeing this, Fairy Yaoguang said no more.

She threw the Juexian Sword to the ground, as if she had thrown away a burden in her heart.

The bright moonlight sprinkled down like glory, her heart as calm as water, as she walked step by step towards the main hall of the Holy Demon Palace.

Behind me came the wailing of Jueqingxian, and in that cry, there was endless self-blame and regret.

Several demon soldiers brought Fairy Yaoguang into the main hall and escorted her before Heisha.

The banquet in the palace was in full swing, with many demons toasting each other, eating raw meat and drinking blood. Meanwhile, among the seats, there were some surrendered human monks who were drinking wine, eating meat, and enjoying singing and dancing. They were so happy that they didn't want to leave.

Heisha drank the blood wine in the cup, and then looked at Fairy Yaoguang who was standing in the center of the hall.

There was a cold light in his eyes and he couldn't stop killing.

The woman in front of him had killed many of his powerful demon generals. She was indeed a formidable opponent. If it weren't for her stupid apprentice who turned against her and attacked her, Heisha would not have been able to defeat her.

Coming back to his senses, Heisha suppressed the murderous aura in his heart and said with a deep smile: "Fairy... you have been wronged, come! Quickly untie the fairy! Give me some wine!"

Upon hearing this, the demon soldiers hurried forward to untie the chains on Fairy Yaoguang, and another little demon presented her with a glass of fine wine.

"Fairy, you and I are acquainted after fighting. This Saint King has long heard of your great name. Although I have captured you this time, I will definitely not harm you. You can rest assured! Come, come, let's drink some good wine together!"

As Heisha spoke, he held up the wine glass with both hands and bowed to Fairy Yaoguang.

He had fought with the human race and both sides suffered heavy losses. Because he killed the king and his ministers and stole the country, he was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of many powerful demons. That's why he recruited so many human cultivators to help him balance the internal disputes among the demons.

Fairy Yaoguang has a high level of cultivation. If he can subdue her, she will be his right-hand man.

It was for this reason that Heisha did not kill her, otherwise he would have torn the woman into pieces and swallowed her.

Fairy Yaoguang knew that this was the nightmare she dared not face. If she could overcome these illusions, then the inner demon would naturally be suppressed.

She remained silent, just raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a self-deprecating smile.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Heisha was angry, but he had said before that he would not harm her life. The Holy King's words were of great importance, so he naturally could not go back on his word.

But when he looked at the many demon generals around him who were eyeing Fairy Yaoguang covetously, and the human cultivators who surrendered with complicated expressions, a vicious plan arose in his mind.

"If the fairy is unwilling to help my demon race, then this Saint King can only treat you as a prisoner..."

Heisha smiled coldly, with a sinister light in his eyes.

Fairy Yaoguang remained silent, but slowly closed her eyes and ignored him.

Heisha gave a gloomy order: "Everyone, the fairy is unwilling to work for the demon clan, and I have decided not to protect her anymore. But I said before that you cannot harm her life. Your brothers and relatives were killed by her. If you want to take revenge, go ahead. As long as you don't kill her, you can do whatever you want!"

At a command, all the demon generals stood up and surrounded Fairy Yaoguang.

The hatred and greed in their eyes were revealed without any concealment. Besides that, many demon generals were still very afraid, even if the other party was just a weak woman whose spiritual energy was sealed.

Fairy Yaoguang frowned slightly when she heard the noisy and lewd laughter in her ears.

This laughter was the beginning of the nightmare. It was the sharpest weapon of her inner demon. It could break through her defenses every time and make her extremely panicked.

She knew that if she escaped here, she would probably be trapped in the illusion forever.

She mustered up her courage, opened her eyes, looked calmly at the group of monsters in front of her, and murmured, "I'm not afraid of you anymore..."

The monsters were puzzled, but they would not stop because of her words.

A violent storm will not stop because of the fragility of a flower, and a flood or beast will not stop because of the cry of a baby. Such cruel things are common in the world and always make people lament.