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

Chapter 453 - 157: Finale. Mu Xinlan in Tears—He Is the True Great Love Immortal!

"Bail Qingling, shouldn't you say something to me?"A whispered grievance came to his ears, with a trace of a choking female voice.

Bai Feng turned his head to look, and saw that the previously aloof Dao Sect Mysterious Lady biting her lips, a forlorn look in her eyes.

It was evident that, despite a hundred years having passed, the hidden, unshakeable sorrow lingered deep in her gaze.

"No need."

Bai Feng lowered his eyes and said, "Believe in me, what you want to hear now, an apology from me, will soon come out from your own mouth uncontrollably."

"So, keep watching, my..."

"Master Uncle."

Perhaps it was the complete fusion of memories, or perhaps revisiting this long-sealed memory with the heroine from those memories.

At this moment, Bai Feng was filled with mixed emotions.

When he finally uttered the word "Master Uncle" after a hundred years of absence, his voice trembled slightly.

"Well, since you've seen this far, I'll gladly witness the truth you speak of!"

"I will specifically see if this so-called truth can lessen even one or two points of our sisters' killing intent towards you!"

Mu Xinlan closed her eyes, deeply adjusted her breathing, and then looked again at the scene in the sky.

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"Look quickly! The memory scene has moved again!"

"Oh my! What does the Demon Lord want to do!? He's carrying Mu Xinlan's corpse! Entering the chamber inside!"

"Stop talking nonsense, what corpse! Mu Xinlan is still alive and well! She's still going to conquer our Eastern Continent!"

"Hey, if that's the case, there's a turning point! Indeed, there is a turning point!"

.....

Amid the crowd's astonished exclamations.

In the scene, the young man had already carried the Dao Sect Mysterious Lady, who was bleeding profusely from her abdomen, into an ice coffin made of mysterious ice in the corner.

After carefully placing Mu Xinlan in the ice coffin.

The next moment, the young man drew the Demon Sword once again, and with a reverse grip, stabbed it into his own heart!

Slash!

The pure purple-black demon blood gushed out along the sword!

Yet, with an indifferent look on his face, not a trace of change seen, as he approached the ice coffin and raised his palm, allowing the demon blood from his wrist to precisely flow into Mu Xinlan's abdominal wound!

The next moment.

A magical scene unfolded!

You could see the bloody hole in Mu Xinlan's abdomen healing at a pace visible to the naked eye, new flesh growing!

Even the flowing blood, due to the mixing with demon blood, manifested a sort of spirituality, obediently returning into her body!

Soon.

Under the wide-eyed gaze of those outside.

The Dao Sect Mysterious Lady's pale, stunning face flushed with rosy hue!

Hair that seemed almost like an old lady's, deprived of vitality, reverted back to its original ink-black lustrous state!

"Resurrection!"

"This is the power of demon blood from the supreme body of the Demon Path, Formless Demon Body? It's truly defying the heavens!"

Upon seeing this incredible scene, the crowd could no longer stay calm, exclaiming in amazement.

But faced with them, the question that arose was—

Why did the young Demon Lord do this in the scene?

Kill her, then... rescue her?

Amid the crowd's astonishment and confusion.

In the scene.

Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, the young man's already pale complexion turned even paler as he bent over, trembling, to stare at the woman restored to life in the ice coffin.

"Master."

"Qingling's internal organs and second life, are all bestowed by you."

"Now, Qingling returns the purest demon blood from his Jia Wood heart to you!"

"After you awaken again, not only will you be entirely unharmed, the body that endured through nine lives, deeply scarred and nearing collapse, will be completely restored to become even stronger."

"In this way, when Qingling ascends in future and enters the Netherworld Death Realm to retrieve your divine soul, he can ensure the body has enough strength to support the process of Divine Soul Traceback."

"Indeed, without you by my side, I have acted recklessly again."

"But I promise... this will be the last time."

With that, the young man bent completely, pressing his face against the stunning cheek of his master Mu Xinyin.

"Most beloved Master to Qingling."

"Only at this moment does this body most resemble yours."

Speaking of this, perhaps some secret emotion hidden within his heart could no longer be restrained.

A flush spread on the young man's pale handsome face, and immediately, he closed his eyes and deeply kissed his master's red lips!

"Master, this is my answer to the question you asked that day."

"Yes."

"Now, I thoroughly understand the great love you spoke of!"

"From today onwards, I will no longer be perplexed!"

"Whether Rong'er or Master."

"You are both wings of Qingling!"

"Thus, the future Qingling Demon Sovereign, on the path pursuing eternal life, will open a path named 'Great Love'!"

"I will eradicate foes who hatefully plotted against me, and also attempt to..."

"Love everyone who treats me well!"

"I, Bail Qingling, want to show the world, that even demon cultivators, seen as cruel and ruthless by the world, can embody true 'Great Love'!"

At this point, the young Demon Sovereign completely released all emotions.

Tears poured like springs, crystalline teardrops cascading down his sharply handsome face, falling into the ice coffin.

Seeing this unbelievable yet deeply moving reversal.

Numerous demon cultivators outside also followed the young man's emotions, tearing up!

"Sob, sob, sob, if I remember correctly, hasn't this been the Sovereign's third time crying since his mother's death and parting with Rong'er? I'm a tough guy, trained in body refining, and even I can't hold it anymore!"