Chapter 21 - Where is Luo He?
Kacha, kacha.
Xiao Yang heard the sound of flesh and skin being ripped and torn open.
He let out a long breath and stared blankly downwards.
A pair of sharp, long, and ghastly ghost claws extended out from his stomach.
It was a little ghost, translucent and phantom blue. It had been planted inside his body long ago. At this moment, it poked its head out from his ripped-open abdomen and gave him an evil little smile.
The next second, the little ghost's body was burned to ashes by a blue fire; only a string of laughter remained.
This was because this little ghost, which possessed cultivation, had violated the Heavenly Dao Great Oath, and this was the manifestation of its annihilation.
But in the eyes of the people below the stage, it was not such a scene.
They only saw the movements on the stage suddenly stop. When they came back to their senses, Xiao Yang's liver and intestines were already strewn on the ground, and he had fallen to the ground, his gaze dim.
And on Luo Hongyu's sword, blood was dripping.
"Dao Child!"
People from Shangxuan Palace immediately rushed onto the stage, but Xiao Yang already had no breath left; his corpse was as cold as an ice sculpture.
"Taking a life is not permitted in the Immortal Ascension Assembly! My Dao Child had no enmity or grievance with you! Even if you are the Sword Sect Young Master, why kill someone!"
"......"
However, Luo Hongyu completely ignored that person's tearful and bloody accusation. After glancing at Xiao Yang's corpse, she turned directly and left.
"You stop right there for me..."
"Don't bother me."
Luo Hongyu's sword momentum surged powerfully, making the attendant from Shangxuan Palace not dare to approach for a moment.
And in her tone at this moment, there was also a rare hint of impatience.
"I didn't kill him. If you want to avenge your master, suit yourself."
"You..."
"Let Young Master Luo leave."
Pavilion Master Lan Yu, who had been silent above all along, suddenly spoke.
"Your esteemed Dao Child's death has other reasons; currently, it is unrelated to Young Master Luo."
"What blatant favoritism and shielding! Only the two of them were on the stage; if not her, who killed him?!"
"If you don't trust me, you may leave on your own accord."
And Luo Hongyu, at the side, had already walked off the stage, her thoughts in turmoil.
Xiao Yang was silenced by someone; clearly there was someone else pulling the strings from behind. But who on earth was that person, what did they want to do to me, and why didn't they succeed?
"......"
Luo Hongyu suddenly remembered that abnormal trace of demonic qi on Luo He's body after the eleven consecutive battles that day.
She had originally thought it was an aura he had picked up from mingling with Su Huanhuan.
But thinking about it now, the aura of blood on his body that day was so thick; if it were merely simple contact, it absolutely couldn't have been so obvious, strong enough to overpower that blood aura and be sensed by her.
It was just that at the time, she was so angered by his act of drawing the Autumn Maiden Sword that it went to her head, and she hadn't noticed this point at all...
Luo Hongyu's steps paused for a moment.
And then she continued walking.
Whatever the full story of the matter was, she still had to find Luo He first before discussing it further.
If she had truly misunderstood him... it wouldn't be too late to compensate him then.
Senior Sister Gu had also been gone for more than half a day; presumably, she should have some findings.
Just as Luo Hongyu was thinking this, a familiar gentle breeze swept over, and Gu Jing had already appeared by her side.
"Senior Sister Gu."
"Young Master, I've returned."
"Xiao Yang and that group of people were in it together; he has already been silenced."
"Xiao Yang..."
Gu Jing recalled this name for a moment, then nodded her head.
"Understood. Young Master, I obtained some information from Su Huanhuan of the Remnant Moon Sect."
"Speak."
"Ghost Sword Young Master Shen Huai from that day might have a very significant connection to Luo He's matter."
"Then let's go find him. I'll go with you."
"Yes."
...
Truly... somewhat unexpected.
It was still that pitch-black mansion. But the master of this mansion was already dead, having died under the arrangements of her, Huoxin.
And Huoxin was still sitting inside, examining the small black pestle in her hand that emitted a purple-black radiance.
The feeling of the Demonic Seed being ingested by someone at that time couldn't be wrong, and the feeling of her personally detonating it just now also couldn't be wrong.
The one who was wrong then, could only be the person who ingested the Demonic Seed.
Strange, strange, how very strange.
Why would he do that? What good would doing that do him?
Huoxin suddenly felt perplexed about that young man in the black robe and fox mask.
Everyone often says that to speak much is to lose much; he was better off, he simply couldn't open his mouth at all.
After all that acting, Huoxin hadn't even seen that he was fooling her, and he had even extracted quite a bit of information from her.
Aiya, truly a miscalculation. Such a precious Demonic Seed... However, it couldn't be considered a complete waste either.
Since Luo He was on Luo Hongyu's side from the beginning, and he ingested this Demonic Seed, although his existence was not that of an ordinary person, it definitely wouldn't feel good.
It could also be considered to have weakened Luo Hongyu's side's strength in a roundabout way.
It's just that without the power of this Demonic Seed, to make a move against Luo Hongyu next would be much more troublesome and difficult...
Huoxin, using Shen Huai's body, suddenly had a thought stir in her heart, and immediately sprang up, leaving the spot where she had just been sitting.
The next moment, the leather chair she had been sitting on, along with the wall behind it, was sliced in two by a clear, cold sword light.
Huoxin looked at that sharp, biting sword mark and smiled faintly.
Arrived quite quickly, good reaction.
From the darkness, two sword-wielding women walked out.
Autumn Maiden Sword Gu Jing, Lu Lan Sword Luo Hongyu.
"So it's two great figures from the Tianchen Sword Sect. Shen Huai has failed to welcome you properly from afar... However, for you two to visit late at night and strike so ruthlessly, for what reason is this..."
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Hongyu's figure moved, the Lu Lan Sword's majestic light flared greatly, and another sword strike brimming with killing intent attacked.
These people are truly very irritable; they never listen to people finish speaking.
Lightly and airily dodging it, Huoxin flicked off the dust that had settled on her body and looked up at Luo Hongyu.
"Such immense killing intent, ah! Aren't you afraid of chopping me to death?"
"Where is Luo He?"
"Shen Huai is but a mere wandering cultivator; how would I know where Your Ladyship the Young Master's guard is?"
Hearing Luo Hongyu ask this, Huoxin also found it somewhat strange.
Had Luo He actually gone missing? Why were Luo Hongyu and her group also looking for him?
"And also... what thing is on Luo He's body, why does he have demonic qi?"
"Young Master..."
Hearing Luo Hongyu say this, Gu Jing's expression froze for a moment, wanting to speak yet hesitating.
And Huoxin, taking in all these subtle changes, smiled to herself, changed her tone, and began to speak:
"So that's how it is. Since Young Master Luo has already understood to this extent, then Shen Huai won't keep you in suspense any longer."
"However, ah, Shen Huai is truly very curious about one question."
Huoxin began to pace in the room, sizing up Luo Hongyu with her gaze while speaking:
"Indeed, as Young Master said, I also didn't expect that thing to actually be inside Luo He's body."
"In fact, that thing was handed to him by me personally, hoping he could use it on you, and he readily agreed."
"Nonsense..."
Gu Jing at the side, hearing these words, could no longer suppress the cold sternness on her face; raising her hand, the Autumn Maiden Sword attacked towards Huoxin.
"Esteemed Autumn Maiden Sword has truly lost her composure today, not at all showing her usual gentle and simple elegance... However, don't you be anxious either. It won't be too late to fight after I finish speaking. You're also very anxious about where he is, right?"
Huoxin nimbly dodged, and smiling, looked at Gu Jing whose gaze was gloomy, speaking word by word:
"After all, that is one of the rarest treasures in the world. It's not like any Tom, Dick, or Harry's life is as precious as yours, Young Master Luo, to be worthy of such a thing."
"And I have already detonated it. If things went wrong, ah, he might have already become a corpse, no telling where he's stinking now, hehehe…”