novelraw Chapter 448 - 156: The Demon Lord's Betrayal, Mu Xinlan in Tears (Part 3)
Chapter 448 - 156: The Demon Lord's Betrayal, Mu Xinlan in Tears (Part 3)
"Ah?"The young man was suddenly startled, then shook his head and said, "No way."
"Why not?" Mu Xinlan frowned.
"I am already Master's disciple, how could I accept your martial arts? If Master finds out, she might not be pleased."
"You kid... you surely think a lot."
Mu Xinlan looked displeased, saying, "You call me 'Martial Uncle.' In a way, accepting the martial arts I offer you is perfectly legitimate, is it not?"
"Moreover, you must have sensed it, right? When I perform the Dao Mark Reincarnation Technique, my mana is in a temporary vacuum, no different from an ordinary mortal, and I can't possibly withstand the savage attack of the Seven Absolute Slaughter Immortal Formation."
"This is also why I asked you earlier if you could trust me unconditionally."
"You had already promised me before to protect me with all your strength. Are you regretting it now?"
"No, Qingling lives his life without regrets!"
The young man gritted his teeth and said, "I apologize, Martial Uncle, it was Qingling's mistake! In extraordinary times, extraordinary means are necessary; surviving gives hope. This is what Master always teaches me!"
"Very well, since you understand this principle, time is pressing, let's begin the transfer of martial arts now!"
Mu Xinlan's face showed a trace of relief.
The entire following day.
Although the scenes in memory began to change faster,
everyone could still clearly catch sight of the sense of closeness growing between the young Demon Lord and this Mysterious Lady Martial Uncle as they exchanged martial arts!
At a glance, they seemed just like a pair of mentor and disciple lovers, nothing like destined enemies meant to be life and death foes!
"Martial Uncle! Qingling has mastered it!"
"The eighth layer esoteric meaning of 'Mysterious Ice Sword Art,' Qingling has thoroughly understood it!"
With the excited voice of the young Demon Lord sounded,
the scene froze on Mu Xinlan's beautiful face that was breaking into a smile.
"Martial Uncle..."
The young man stared steadily at the serene white-clad woman in front of him, his smile on his face suddenly froze.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Xinlan asked.
"Ah, Martial Uncle, I just realized... you can smile too, hehe."
The usually gloomy and calm young man actually showed an honest smile on his face.
"Nonsense."
"As long as I haven't ascended, I'm still a mortal, naturally having joys and sorrows."
Mu Xinlan retracted her smile, her voice deliberately cool.
"Qingling just feels... hmm, Martial Uncle should smile more often."
The young man sat down, his tall body leaning close to Martial Uncle.
Maybe it was because of the shared ordeals and the grace of passing on martial arts.
For the first time, these destined foes completely let their guard down and leaned particularly close.
"Why?"
Mu Xinlan glanced sideways at the young man, scoffing and said, "The world is cold and bitter; there are not many things worth being happy about."
"No no, at least right now, I saw a smile on Martial Uncle's face, didn't I? Moreover..."
The young man smiled and said, "Martial Uncle's smile is very beautiful."
"Ah?"
Mu Xinlan was slightly startled, then her cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye: "You... you kid, what nonsense are you speaking! I, as the leader of the Dao Sect and Ancestral Saintess of Yun Palace, don't care about outward appearances at all!"
"Yes, Qingling knows, Martial Uncle, you... are that way."
Seeing the other's expression turn solemn, the young man spoke no more.
Yet a weak voice came from the side:
"By the way... kid, you just praised how lovely I was, so... compared to that woman?"
"Which woman?"
The young man was slightly stunned, then belatedly realized: "My Master Xinyin, you mean?"
"Yes... yes!"
Mu Xinlan nodded heavily, her beautiful eyes flickered uncertainly as she stole a glance at the young man, repeating once more: "Am I as pretty as she is?"
The young man thought for a moment, then earnestly said: "In Qingling's eyes, Martial Uncle's beauty is second only to my Master."
"What?!"
Mu Xinlan's face filled with anger, yet perhaps because there was no one else around, she disregarded her image as the Mysterious Lady of Dao Sect, stood up, and flicked the young man on the head with a "thump."
"You brat! Praised me for half a day! Turns out you were using me to elevate your Master!"
"Deserve a beating!"
"Martial Uncle, don't! Qingling has only ever spoken the truth in his life! Solely in terms of appearance, besides Master... you are indeed the most beautiful woman Qingling has ever seen!"
Seeing that Martial Uncle looked displeased, her fist waving to strike, the young man quickly got up to dodge:
"Alright, alright! Martial Uncle, please don't hit me!"
"Qingling was wrong! Qingling's eyesight is poor! Actually, you... are as beautiful as Master! On par!"
Continuing on.
The two of them chased and played around in the cave dwelling, and the atmosphere inexplicably turned somewhat sweet and harmonious.
This sudden warm ambiance.
Those outside also watched with great interest, passionately discussing:
"Tsk tsk! I never expected the two future supreme leaders of the righteous and demonic paths, the top figures of the Yunzhou Continent, to have such an adorable side secretly!"
"Ha! You don't say! They actually look quite compatible together! This outdated romance is insanely sweet!"
"Brother, please ship less! You said the same thing when Demon Lord was with Xinyin Master before!"
"This is different! Mu Xinyin being with Demon Lord is more like an elder sister taking care of her junior, but Demon Lord and Mu Xinlan really look like a young couple!"
"Exactly! Everybody don't forget! In the future, the Demon Lord went to Seal Demon Valley for a showdown, completely opposing Mu Xinlan! The sweeter it is now, the more heartbreaking it will be in the end!"
"Oh, if time could freeze at this moment, how wonderful it would be. I'm sure these two big shots would occasionally reminisce about these shared hardship days, right?"
......
Just as everyone was sighing with emotion.
The memory scene above the sky suddenly changed!
Inside the cave dwelling.
The young Demon Lord Bail Qingling, covered in blood and wounds, holding a purple radiant Demon Sword, walked with cold gaze towards the Dao Sect Mysterious lady, Mu Xinlan, who was meditating!
The next moment.
An unexpected sight happened to everyone!
As a trace of sinister intent passed through the young man's blood-red pupils.
Clang!
The Demon Sword unsheathed!
Relentlessly piercing into the back of the Dao Sect Mysterious lady!
At the moment this sword thrust out.
The whole place fell silent!
Deathly quiet!
Inside the Blissful Sky Palace, tens of thousands of devil cultivators felt their scalps tingle, as if their breathing was about to stop!
"Why?!"
"Why did he... do this?"
Hua Yuerong, too, widened her round peach blossom eyes and tightly gripped her Master's arm with her snow-white, round jade-like hand.
"Ah, this... even I don't know."
The strongest witch of the Eastern Continent also sighed softly, once again shaking her head in confusion.