Bone-stripping and tendon-pulling? The reborn senior sister becomes the number one cultivator in the

Chapter 214 This is a redemption

"Sister, I found it! Senior Sister Zhong is there!" Xie Wanning pointed excitedly in a direction where a faint light was emanating, and Zhong Yingxiu was inside the core formation.

“I knew her formation wouldn’t be that fragile. Now, we can enter her consciousness space together.” Xie Wanxun put her hands on her hips, her eyes gleaming with smugness.

Xie Wanning tilted her head in confusion, asking, "Us? Together?"

“Naturally, the most crucial part is yet to come.” With that, Xie Wanxun suddenly disappeared from the spot, turning into a wisp of netherfire that directly entered Xie Wanning’s body.

"Sister!" Xie Wanning exclaimed in surprise, for she saw her sister in her consciousness space.

“I will help you, so just face Zhong Yingxiu with confidence.”

"Ah."

Xie Wanning directly entered Zhong Yingxiu's consciousness space.

She saw Shen Yuan again, along with numerous puppets. However, this time she transformed into Xu Xiaoli, wielding the Luo Ze Sword to disperse all the puppets surrounding Zhong Yingxiu.

Xu Xiaoli set up a defensive formation, then squatted down, grasped Zhong Yingxiu's hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "Sister Zhong, are you alright? Can you hear me now?"

"Get out of my way, Demon Lord!" A golden scorching array appeared beneath Xu Xiaoli's feet, extremely hot.

Suddenly, a purple flame burst out from Xu Xiaoli's body. Xie Wanxun, wearing a mask, stood in front of Zhong Yingxiu. With a wave of her hand, she struck the formation with a flame, shattering it instantly.

“You are very perceptive, Zhong Yingxiu. I shouldn’t have underestimated you.” Xie Wanxun chuckled, but her eyes were unusually cold.

"Brother Xu is dead. Don't try to fool me with his appearance anymore." Zhong Yingxiu looked at Xie Wanxun without fear and shouted angrily, "Anyway, I don't want to live anymore, so let's die together!"

"Calm down!" Xie Wanning returned to her original state, picked up the Luo Ze sword, and stood between the two who were about to fight.

"Senior Sister Zhong, I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just that you're trapped by your inner demons, and I'm here to save you," Xie Wanning explained with all her might.

"Xie Wanning, what is your relationship with this Demon Lord? If you are the senior sister of Qingyun Sect, you shouldn't be with a demonic cultivator." Zhong Yingxiu glared at Xie Wanning fiercely. The people she hated most in her life were demonic cultivators, and secondly, traitors who colluded with them.

"I...!" Before Xie Wan Ning could finish speaking, a burst of Netherfire flew into her body, and she was immediately controlled by Xie Wan Xun. She couldn't speak, and she couldn't even move.

"How could this weak cultivator possibly be worthy of being associated with me, a dignified Demon Lord?" Xie Wanxun sneered. She sized up Zhong Yingxiu and nodded in satisfaction: "It seems you haven't fallen into demonic possession yet. Then the spiritual power within you shall belong to me!"

Xie Wanxun suddenly stepped forward and reached out to grab Zhong Yingxiu, but Zhong Yingxiu grabbed him instead.

"I will not be bullied again today." Zhong Yingxiu smiled slyly, and a binding formation appeared beneath her feet, with countless iron chains surging towards Xie Wanxun.

"Good idea, but it won't work on me." Xie Wanxun smiled triumphantly, then transformed into Netherfire and disappeared. The defensive formations surrounding them vanished, and the puppets swarmed towards Zhong Yingxiu.

The chains generated by the binding array failed to catch Xie Wanxun; instead, they flew towards the puppet.

"No! Don't hurt them." Zhong Yingxiu tried to stop her, but Xie Wanning, who had regained her mobility, grabbed her hand.

"Wake up, Senior Sister Zhong! These puppets are all people who want to hurt you. Why do you need to protect them?" Xie Wanning didn't want to see Zhong Yingxiu get hurt anymore, so she stopped Zhong Yingxiu's actions.

“They are not enemies, they are all my family.” Zhong Yingxiu’s voice choked with sobs, and her eyes turned red.

"They are just emotionless puppets, not your family. They are controlled by Shen Yuan. Don't you think it's cruel to let them be controlled by your enemy? Senior Sister Zhong, end this suffering for them!" Xie Wan Ning said mercilessly, her shoulders trembling slightly, looking extremely agitated.

"You don't understand." Zhong Yingxiu suddenly calmed down, the tears in her eyes lingering. She said with a bitter smile, "Xie Wanning, this is an act of atonement. I failed to save the Zhong family; it was my innate spiritual body that harmed them. So, let me bear all of this!"

A teleportation array appeared beneath Xie Wanning's feet, instantly transporting her away.

The puppets rushed towards Zhong Yingxiu, attacking her irrationally, but Zhong Yingxiu remained silent, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"This is insane." Xie Wanxun sighed helplessly as she stood in mid-air.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed above her head.

……

"Brother Ji, stop! Don't kill anymore! You can't kill them all, stop now!" Lin Jingquan rushed forward and grabbed Ji Yun's hand. His hand trembled slightly, completely disregarding the bloodstains on his expensive robes.

"Let go, let me kill them all! I'll kill them all! They're all murderers, none of them will escape!" Ji Yun was almost bloodthirsty, irrationally picking up talismans and throwing them at the demonic cultivators.

Even though Lin Jingquan knelt on the ground and desperately held onto Ji Yun's feet, he couldn't stop Ji Yun in the slightest.

Ji Yun felt the drag on his feet. He frowned, gritted his teeth, and kicked Lin Jingquan away.

"Brother Ji, you can't kill anymore, you'll become possessed by demons."

"No, I will avenge my father! Those demonic cultivators deserve to die!" Ji Yun fiercely charged into the demonic cultivators. He ignored the blades slashing at his body and the brutal bites of the demonic cultivators; he only knew that he wanted revenge.

He would never forget that night when dark clouds covered the sun, and the demonic cultivator's scarlet eyes ignited the entire Lin family mansion like flames, and his father was slashed by the demonic cultivator again and again.

That night, the rain was torrential, the sound of the rain deafening, almost drowning out the sounds of fighting. But why was the rainwater the color of blood? Why were the puddles at his feet filled with blood? And why did his father push him out and tell him not to look back?

He couldn't understand why his hard-won home had been torn to rubble by the demonic cultivators. He and Lin Jingquan desperately tried to escape and hide, but in the end, they were still captured by the demons.

When his father saw him, he rushed towards him without hesitation, but was surrounded by layers of demonic cultivators.

He didn't know what they were saying, or what his father was shouting. All he could hear was the ringing in his ears and the crying. Who was crying? It was him, helpless and utterly useless.

"boom!"

With the sound of the explosion, he saw his father kneeling on the ground, his eyes no longer shining, lying in the blood-red puddle.

so quiet.

All sounds disappeared, except for his father's slightly trembling lips, which kept him from looking away.

"Live...up..."

Father, Lin Jiyun has survived. However, he will never again serve the worthless Lin family, nor will he stand up for the indifferent Tianyan Sect. He will kill all the demonic cultivators and traitors, and in Jiyun's name, he will avenge you.

The Lin family abandoned him, and Ji Yun wandered outside, only to be driven away.

"Get lost, you little beggar."

"stinky!"

Ji Yun didn't care. For the six years before he met his father, he was a homeless child. It was his father who gave him a home, a home that only lasted for two years.

"Hey, Ji Yun, want to join the Shadow Pavilion?"

"How do you know my name?"

"You don't need to worry about it, I can help you get revenge."

"Okay, I'll join."

"My name is Si Jinchuan, the master of the Black Shadow Pavilion."

"Master, how many people are in the Shadow Pavilion?"

"Just the two of us, but there will definitely be more people later."

Ji Yun looked at Si Jinchuan, who was only two years older than him, and fell into deep suspicion.