With this question, Wu Zhu Ming quickly led He Ting Xuan and Su Ling Yi to the Moon God Temple.
The Moon God Temple is located in the depths of Heishui Alley, a place with low-lying terrain, accumulating many decaying water ditches, with few people willing to come and only occasionally vagrants wandering around.
The temple has been abandoned for over a decade, covered in dust and soil, with spider webs entwined. The statue of the Moon God is missing its head and half of its body, and the murals on the four walls are faded and unclear due to neglect over the years.
Only the Bodhi tree in the courtyard is lush and vibrant, with its branches stretching gracefully and its cover broad enough to block out the sun, casting shadows on the ground. Sunlight filters through the intertwined branches, creating a mottled pattern on the ground.
Since he was already dirty, Wu Zhu Mian looked around to the left and right, then sat down on the threshold with a loud thump.
He Ting Xuan and Su Ling Yi then took separate actions, examining the surroundings, trying to find any clues first.
Unfortunately, after searching around, they did not find anything unusual.
Su Ling Yi couldn't help but furrow her brow, "Have we been looking in the wrong place?"
He Ting Xuan thought it over slightly and spoke in a warm tone, "Let's wait until Big Brother comes."
Staring at the ground shadows for half a day, Wu Zhu Mian lifted his eyes and said, "That..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.
They are waiting for someone!
Wu Zhu Mian blinked and immediately pushed everything else aside, turning his head eagerly and his gaze directly falling on the girl who was a step behind.
Long eyebrows, deer eyes.
The nose is slender and upright, the lips are glossy and moist.
Her hair is adorned with a simple silver flower brooch, wearing a robe woven from cloud brocade in light yellow with a hundred flowers, the hem of which, embroidered with simple elegant patterns, swirls around as she moves, resembling a fluttering butterfly.
There is a sense of purity, innocence, and pitiful beauty in her every lift of the eyebrows and every movement.
Like a delicate spring flower that has never experienced the wind and rain, she is irresistibly lovable.
As he watched this rather pleasing scene, Wu Zhu Mian's heart suddenly sank.
She was very certain that it was the face of her little sister, but this person was definitely not her little sister. Her appearance, demeanor, and even her eyes were all completely different.
More importantly...
The woman in front of him hadn't opened her mouth, but Wu Zhu Mian could hear her speaking to someone, her tone anxious: "System, I feel that this training is not simple. You must protect me!"
"Don't worry."
A voice, indistinguishable from male or female, sounded strange, as if it was not human: "But I've told you many times that you also need to diligently train so that you can break through the Golden Dan realm faster."
The woman showed some impatience and murmured in complaint: "This body was a body cultivator before, just the exercise of the body requires one hundred repetitions a day, it's both painful and tedious, I can't stand it."
"And the way of fighting is crude to death, not at all like a fairy, not elegant, not sophisticated, completely inferior to those sword cultivators, spell cultivators, and sound cultivators in terms of prestige."
"Oh, I just collect favor points and use them to improve my cultivation level, which is much simpler than practicing. I might as well focus on attacking people around me."
The system yielded: "Alright."
Wu Zhu Mian struggled to control her expression and quietly examined the others, but she found that only she could hear them.
Is this the woman's heartfelt voice?
What is the system then? Some kind of sinister object? A heart demon?
Is it possible that the body of the little sister was taken over by a heart demon?
What does the meaning of using favor points to improve cultivation level, and is there really such an easy shortcut in the world?
Wu Zhu Mian slightly lowered her eyes, and the long lashes like nightingale feathers covered the shadow of melancholy that appeared in her eyes. She didn't leak any clues, but silently wrote down what the woman and the system had said.
"Big Brother." He Ting Xuan made a bow to the man in front, reporting: "Me and Su sister have been around, nothing is wrong, and we have not explored any demonic aura..."
The man wore a small silver crown adorned with jade, a dark indigo straight-collar robe, a matching wide belt, and carried a long sword that was entirely black. He had an reserved and handsome appearance, his brows furrowed, his expression tense, which gave him an unapproachable coldness.
As he looked at his face, a name slowly emerged in Wu Zhu Mian's mind.
Chu Yi, Chu Ziyè.
The boyfriends of the little sister.
That was the young man with yellow hair when he was a foundation builder, who is now highly famous as the Kunyujian Lord.
"Maybe our cultivation level and experience are not enough." Su Ling Yi interrupted He Ting Xuan, stepping forward, a smile on her face: "Let's see what Big Brother can do."
"This Su Ling Yi is really annoying!"
Wu Zhu Mian glanced at Bi Li Yu Yun. Her face was soft and smiling, but her heart was very disdainful. She said proudly: "She is an evil female side character. How can she be interested in the male lead? Chu Yi is mine, no matter how hard she tries, it won't work."
Chu Yi walked in and his gaze immediately fell on Wu Zhu Mian, the stranger: "This is..."
The young girl was not old, her face was very dirty, pale and thin, with narrow and deep little lotus eyes, the folds of the double eyelids were very narrow and deep, the arc was contained, the eye tail was slightly downcast, the pupil color was extremely black, containing a bursting vitality and natural wildness.
Inexplainably unsettling eyes.
Chu Yi's expression turned cold, and he unconsciously furrowed his brow.
Bi Li Yu Yun also looked over, with eyes like a fawn that were clear and lively. She was murmuring in her heart: "Who could it be? It must be a cannon fodder. But…I remember that cannon fodder is supposed to be a boy, right?"
"Never mind, it doesn't matter. After all, death is inevitable sooner or later."
Wu Zhu Mian silently wrote down a few words.
He Ting Xuan stepped forward and explained to the two.
After confirming that Wu Zhu Mian, who had no trace of spiritual power, was just an ordinary person, Chu Yi turned his gaze away and no longer paid attention to her. He got straight to the point: "Things are not as they seem. I and Lu Yun checked the city, and it seems that the ones doing evil in the city are not evil demons."
His face became more stern, and he spoke one word at a time: "They are Yagna."
These two words seemed like taboos, and everyone's expression changed.
Wu Zhu Mian's fingers trembled involuntarily, and her mind was swept away by a storm.
How could it be Yagna?
A hundred years ago, she had already perished along with the Yagna demon. That Yagna demon was the supreme among the myriad Yagna monsters. Controlled by it, they provided it with nourishment. With its death, all Yagna monsters would cease to exist.
Not only that, the seal of the realm of Narakaga was also resealed, cutting off all retreats.
How did this Yagna monster reappear?
Today, she encountered too many strange things, and Wu Zhu Mian had a slight headache.
However, if it really is a Yagna monster, the memories of the original body have no concept of this, at least indicating that the Yagna monsters are now on the decline, only hiding and sneaking around, with most ordinary people not knowing about or having seen them.
This is good news.
Thoughts here, Wu Zhu Mian slightly relaxed, looking confused, looked around and sidled up to He Ting Xuan, whispering softly: "He Senior Ascetic, what is Yagna?"
He Ting Xuan looked down at her, his serious gaze containing a bit of remorse.
The realm of Narakaga, also known as the boundless hell where one cannot escape.
And Yagna monsters, born in the realm of Narakaga, are strange and without a specific form, unaware and unknowing, instinctively to devour and kill.
But about two months ago, the Yagna monsters, which should have disappeared, suddenly reappeared in the world, and they produced a strange effect with the myriad evil thoughts.
The Yagna monsters that can swallow evil thoughts can gain a body and a realm of their own, which is equivalent to an independent little realm outside the world. It can pull people in as nourishment and strengthen themselves.
The more they eat, the stronger the Yagna monsters become, and the larger the range of their realms.
He Ting Xuan sighed, feeling regretful: "A hundred years ago, during the great catastrophe of the sky splitting, when the seal was turbulent, Yagna monsters surged into the world in chaos, slaughtering people without mercy. The rivers ran red with blood. In times of danger, it was the Sword Saint who entered the realm of Narakaga alone with a single sword, defeated the Yagna demon, resealed the seal, and prevented a catastrophe that would destroy the world."
Like a lonely bird entering a deep abyss, it has never returned.
From then on, the sword cultivators in the realm of cultivation were numerous, and the Sword Lords had names, but only one could be called "Sword Saint".
Su Ling Yi's expression also darkened.
Hearing this, Bi Li Yu Yun tears up and says: "If my sister were still alive, she would never let these monsters go unpunished!"
Her eyes were slightly red, and tears were rolling around in her eyes, looking pitiful and helpless, but there was no much emotion in her heart: "I really admire it. She died a hundred years ago and is still mentioned. If she was so powerful, how come she didn't kill all the Yagna monsters? How come she died herself?"
"If I had been there, I would have been the savior, not her. It wasn't her turn to shine."
The system agreed: "Exactly, don't worry. As long as you focus on gathering favor points and doing well in your cultivation, I guarantee that you will become the most powerful, wealthiest, most beautiful, and most noble female cultivator in the cultivation world!"
The Sword Saint's mouth twitched slightly. The two of them were bold in their words.
"Alright." Chu Yi's expression remained unchanged as he comforted, "The matter has been over for many years. Lu Yun, there's no need for you to grieve anymore."
The noise around them amplified in an instant, before the words had even finished.
Wind, bird songs, and leaves rubbing together.
Breathing sounds, clinking of jewelry, fluttering robes, the screech of a sword being drawn... All these sounds merged together, twisted into a long droning white noise in the ears.
The bodies of the five people seemed to be melting into the darkness brought by the black hood.
In the chaos, Wu Zhu Mian heard Bi Li Yu Yun's panicked voice.
"Brother Ziyè!"
"System, protect me!"
