The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere

Chapter 451 - 157: Facing Death Together, the Demon Lord's Resolve (Part 3)

"Impossible."At the mention of this matter, Mu Xinlan closed her eyes, her face once again returning to a solemn expression: "You are the Innate, destined Demon Lord, while I am the Saintess who upholds the Righteous Path. You and I are destined to be incompatible."

"Well, that's truly saddening."

Bail Qingling gave a bitter smile and said no more.

The two continued in silence.

However, the previously rare harmonious atmosphere became heavy.

"Alright! With the great calamity at hand, let's get back to business."

Mu Xinlan cleared her throat and said, "Qingling, listen, Master Uncle is purifying the Gu Poison by tracing back to the past life body, and it will take at least three more days to complete. Therefore, it also means, you still have to endure the upcoming three major tribulations: Wind, Fire, and Water."

"Can you really endure it?"

Her beautiful eyes looked at the young man with worry.

"I must endure it."

The young man said resolutely: "I, Bail Qingling, have too many things left to do in this life! I refuse to fall early at the hands of that dwarf!"

"Absolutely not allowed!"

Looking at the young man, fearless and undaunted.

Mu Xinlan's already serious eyes became even a little red.

She stared at him for a long time and said in the gentlest tone of her life:

"Qingling, come here, closer to Master Uncle, let me check your injuries."

"Alright."

Without the previous guard and doubts, the young man moved to the side of the woman in white.

Examining the wounds on the young man's body pierced by the formation's deadly tribulation, Mu Xinlan's expression showed hidden pain. She bit her lip and sighed: "If not for your Innate Formless Demon Body's regenerative ability, sustaining such injuries would be impossible for even gods to save."

"Alas, if that Mu Xinyin woman saw you hurt like this, I wonder how heartbroken she'd be."

"It's my fault....."

She spoke gloomily, with tears faintly rising in her eyes.

"It's alright, Master Uncle."

The young man, however, was unperturbed: "Qingling said before, what doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger."

"The coming deadly tribulations, I, Bail Qingling, will overcome them one by one!"

"No, it's too risky."

"The remaining four tribulations, you have almost no hope of overcoming them all."

"Forget it."

Seemingly making a certain decision, Mu Xinlan said with a tragic yet determined gaze: "I swore to my sister that I would save you from the Soul Shocking Mountain at all costs. If you die in the upcoming formation tribulation, what's the point of me going out alone?"

"Therefore, from now on, stay here and don't move, leave everything....to me."

"No! Master Uncle, we can surely....."

Seemingly anticipating her intentions, the young man was so agitated that he wanted to say something, but was interrupted again:

"Bail Qingling, you needn't say more, just listen to me."

Mu Xinlan said with a stern face:

"My current Dao Mark Reincarnation is only halfway through."

"That is to say."

"The Love Flower Gu Worm is at least half still within my body."

"But I've decided to fight with my life!"

"To be honest, I'm unsure whether in this state, my physical strength is enough to fully break through the formation's barrier."

"In other words."

"Whether you and I can walk out alive this time depends on tonight, and....only a fifty percent chance."

"Fifty percent chance?" The young man furrowed his brow.

"Yes."

Mu Xinlan said: "If my strength can't break the formation barrier in one go, and the force leaks halfway, it will definitely backfire on me. At that time, with the Demon Emperor and his masters rushing in, even I, the number one of the Righteous Path, will find it hard to escape death."

"And if I die, you naturally will too...."

Saying this, her gaze became fiery and luminous, staring fiercely at the young man before her: "Qingling, at this last moment, Master Uncle only wants to hear one truth."

Although she tried to adjust her emotions, her voice could not hide the hitch:

"Today, I, Mu Xinlan, am willing to face this deathtrap alongside you, Bail Qingling. If we can find a glimpse of survival, it would be most fortunate. If we fail and die...."

"I will never regret it."

"And you?"

"I....."

Bail Qingling pondered for a long while, finally lowering his head as if afraid to meet her fiery gaze: "Master Uncle, can we not gamble?"

"Not gamble?" Mu Xinlan frowned.

Bail Qingling said:

"Shishu, there's something you don't know."

"Ever since I escaped the clutches of the Evil Pharmacist, my mentor, Bail Qingling has sworn that no matter the adversity faced, I must survive. Unless absolutely necessary, I will never gamble with my life!"

Bail Qingling said, "So, if what Shishu said is true, with only a fifty percent chance, then I would rather trust in the sword in my hand, believing it can slash through the remaining four great disasters!"

"What's more, Qingling firmly believes that we can definitely come up with another method!"

"Another method?"

Mu Xinlan furrowed his brows, gave a bitter smile, and said, "The so-called 'another method' you mentioned, your mentor Mu Xinyin has already tested you, and you heartlessly rejected her, didn't you?"

"Ah."

The young man let out a soft sigh, then suddenly thought of something, his cheeks flushed red: "Could it be that on that day, my mentor... was truly willing..."

"Yes!"

Mu Xinlan gritted his teeth and said, "We're at this critical juncture! Just as that woman isn't around! I might as well speak plainly! She, Mu Xinyin, indeed has feelings beyond just mentor and disciple for you!"

Upon hearing this, the young man's body shook, and he leaned against the stone wall beside him, speechless for a long time.

"Alright, Bail Qingling, you little ungrateful fellow, I won't waste more words with you."

Mu Xinlan squinted his eyes and said coldly, "I ask you one last time! Are you willing to disregard life and death and fight this battle with me!"

"I... I am not willing."

Bail Qingling shook his head and said, "Just as Qingling said before, I still have too many things left undone. I am not willing to accept fate, nor will I gamble."

"Hmph!"

Mu Xinlan's expression showed some anger, and he interrupted, "You said all this because you're afraid of dying, isn't that right? I bear the mission of saving the world, have grand aspirations, and am willing to fight this final battle with you! Even if I have to accompany you to the netherworld, I accept it! Yet you still refuse?"

Perhaps being in a desperate situation, with her heart suppressed, her temper flared as she continued, "Do you know, if I were trapped here alone, no matter what formation or disaster that Demon Emperor initiates, it wouldn't be able to do anything to me!"

"What does it matter if I'm afflicted with Gu Poison? If given ten to fifteen days of quiet recuperation to fully refine the poison, there's no risk I can't break through the formation's barrier and escape!"

"Now, having to take this desperate gamble is because of you, this little demon head, this burden! Do you understand?"

The young man listened quietly.

A bitter smile emerged on his lips, "So, even after these few days of being together, in Shishu's eyes, I am ultimately still that little demon head, isn't that right?"

"I..."

Seeing the young man's desolate expression, Mu Xinlan's expression faltered, his tone softened a bit: "I... I was just in the heat of the moment, so..."

"No need to apologize, Senior Saintess."

The young Qingling Demon Sovereign said softly, "I am willing, tonight—let's give it our all!"

"Good! I knew I didn't misjudge you!"

Mu Xinlan nodded, "Qingling, my Dao Mark Reincarnation Technique still needs to complete one last cycle, I trouble you to protect me for the last two hours!"

"Yes."

.....

.....

The scene swiftly shifts.

Returning once more to that most tragic initial moment.

The young Demon Sovereign holds the Demon Sword, piercing his own Shishu's back with one thrust!

"Tap, tap, tap."

Blood cascades down the sword like raindrops!

At this moment, the entire scene is once again suffocated by it!

Alongside this powerful visual impact is the sorrowful cry of the Demon Sword!

"Wha... why?"

In the scene, the Dao Sect Mysterious lady turns her pale face, her pair of beautiful celestial eyes filled with complex emotions of despair, hatred, confusion, and regret!

"Didn't you say?"

"Qingling is a demon."

"And demons, to survive, can do anything."

The young man's gaze is icy as he speaks, the longsword thrusting more forcefully through the Saintess's abdomen!

The entire process!

Ruthless!

Heartless!

Resolute!

He carries it out to perfection!

Truly worthy of being a demon!

From beginning to end, he remained that merciless and unfeeling Demon Path Supreme!

Just as the crowd outside gasped, shocked, unable to accept it.

Within the scene.

The young man once again performed an unimaginable, heaven-defying act!