Chapter 9: The Ominous Countenance Revealed

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Jiu Wu gazed into Xuan Yi’s captivating eyes—the coldest celestial exile in the world, yet endowed with such passionate orbs. The slight downturn at the corners of his eyes seemed to hold countless unspoken love words yearning to be shared.

Yet, the owner of those eyes was as cold and hard as stone. Even his sleeping posture was distant, as if afraid of the slightest contact with her. How could he possibly behave so uncharacteristically? It was merely that she had woken first and was teasing him playfully.

Jiu Wu fixed her eyes on Xuan Yi’s reddened earlobe and, catching him off guard, reached out to gently touch it.

It was so warm.

Xuan Yi’s body shuddered, abruptly withdrawing his hand from her waist, creating space between them.

The lingering warmth in his palm made her fingers curl, and when his gaze caught the mischievous glint in Jiu Wu’s eyes, his chaotic mind cleared suddenly.

“Shameless.”

Jiu Wu wasn’t offended by his words. Instead, she found his frustrated yet helpless demeanor amusing—far livelier than when they were at the Ten Thousand Trees Sect.

Outside the window, the daylight grew brighter, casting a golden glow across the humble room. Jiu Wu rose from the bed, but as soon as she stood, her body swayed slightly.

Frowning, she looked at Xuan Yi. His eyes darkened as he nodded slightly.

Her peripheral vision caught a silhouette outside the window, and suddenly Jiu Wu collapsed, surprised and drowsy: “A Yi, why do I suddenly feel so sleepy...”

Xuan Yi frowned unhappily, a trace of sarcasm flickering at the corner of his lips.

She certainly knew how to find the right moment.

Jiu Wu lay peacefully in Xuan Yi’s arms, gently rubbing against his chest, and naturally wrapped her arms around his waist. “Let’s sleep a bit longer.”

Only by sleeping longer could they uncover who—or what—lurks in the shadows.

With that, she closed her eyes as if slipping instantly into a dream.

Xuan Yi intended to push her away but noticed movement outside the window. Resigned, he closed his eyes.

After a moment, the door opened.

“The formation is complete. Quickly summon your father to move them to the backyard.”

The woman’s voice faded as she entered the room, clasping her hands in a bow toward the two lying motionless on the bed.

“If there’s blame, blame your bad luck for running into us. After you die, sister-in-law will offer incense for you...”

As the woman spoke, Xuan Yi’s eyelashes twitched. He gritted his teeth tightly, his hand under the sleeve clenching Jiu Wu’s wrist to stop her from moving, then pushed aside his robe to shield his snow-white abs.

The woman finished speaking and left. Xuan Yi shook off Jiu Wu’s hand and whispered harshly, “Absurd!”

She is a demon; even with urgent matters, she should not behave so inappropriately!

He turned away like a steamed shrimp before she could respond.

Feeling his unprecedented anger, Jiu Wu wilted slightly and obediently said, “I was wrong, Senior Brother.”

Xuan Yi said nothing. Hearing movement at the door, he lay silently with closed eyes.

Jiu Wu glanced at him cautiously, then settled into her previous position, behaving well this time to avoid angering him.

The two pretending to sleep were carried to the backyard. Even with eyes closed, they felt the piercing heat and glare of sunlight.

Jiu Wu sensed a damp, earthy smell near her nose, and her bound hands behind her back twitched slightly.

It was soil, gritty with sand.

They had been thrown into a pit...

“Nián’er, hurry! While the sun is still high, absorb them quickly.”

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As the woman’s voice faded, Jiu Wu heard the rustling sound of something burrowing into the earth. The glaring light gradually dimmed.

In the empty backyard, a massive, ever-growing purple kochlea tree spread its branches and leaves, completely covering the simple house and blocking the sun and clouds.

A middle-aged man beside it smiled rarely, reaching up to touch the thick branch overhead. “Nián’er, well done, truly my son.”

The woman looked at the massive trunk with satisfaction, unable to hide the smile at her lips. “Once these two demons are absorbed, Nián’er will never have to leave us again.”

“How wonderful.”

The woman nodded. “Yes… after so many years…” Her expression suddenly changed as she looked up sharply.

The two who should have been buried safely in the earth were now sitting unharmed on the tree branch. The girl, whom she had mistaken for a low-level vine demon, was leisurely watching her.

“How wonderful. This is my first time capturing demons, so fun.”

Before she finished, the woman and the man heard a child’s piercing wail from the tree trunk.

The woman trembled, pointing at Jiu Wu. “You! Who exactly are you...”

“The roots absorb demonic energy, the leaves absorb light energy, both working together to rapidly accelerate the plant demon’s growth. How many times have you used this method?” Xuan Yi’s voice was cold, his eyes sharp and forbidding, making the woman lower her head guiltily.

“We only want Nián’er to grow quickly and conceal the demon aura. The hatred the humans bear for demons is too great. We just want to protect Nián’er. Is that wrong?” The woman’s eyes flicked toward the middle-aged man.

The man drew a wide long knife from his back and leapt into the air, rushing toward the two at incredible speed.

“Clang.” The blade twisted and fell to the ground.

Xuan Yi retracted his Frost Moon sword. Without spiritual power to aid him, the bones at his tiger’s mouth tingled painfully.

“You are cultivators!” The woman shouted in shock.

After shouting, she seemed to recall something and calmed down oddly.

“Cultivators or not, since you are courting death, don’t blame me!”

Jiu Wu rubbed her ears, about to rise and capture the two when the cold voice beside her stopped her:

“Don’t rush. Let’s see what other tricks she has.”

Xuan Yi said this without looking at Jiu Wu, staring straight ahead.

Centered on the purple kochlea tree, a strange rune emitting a blood mist appeared on the ground. The rune rapidly expanded to cover the entire courtyard, rising to the sky to connect with the horizon.

“The Fallen Immortal Curse.”

“The Fallen Immortal Curse? Isn’t that a forbidden spell only used by sinister demon sects?”

The Fallen Immortal Curse was a forbidden spell designed by heretical sects against celestial cultivators. The rune formed a formation that immobilized those trapped within, slowly draining their blood until nothing remained.

But the curse was exceedingly rare. Rumor had it that to create a single Fallen Immortal talisman required the souls and power of hundreds of heretical disciples sacrificed.

Jiu Wu looked at the woman. “This person is just a mortal, with no trace of demonic aura. Why would she possess a forbidden curse only high-ranking heretics have?”

“Perhaps only she can explain that.” Xuan Yi lowered his eyes as the blood mist from the Fallen Immortal formation coiled around his limbs.

Before the woman could gloat, she saw the blood mist hesitate to attack Jiu Wu. Alarmed, she called out, “Nián’er, come back!”

The purple kochlea tree beneath them suddenly vanished. Jiu Wu staggered, pulled into a cool embrace, and as she fell to the ground, heard a muffled grunt.

Jiu Wu helped the pale-faced Xuan Yi up.

“Don’t worry about me. Just don’t let them escape.”

Seeing the blood mist of the Fallen Immortal Curse already entangling Xuan Yi’s limbs, Jiu Wu wanted to get him out but was unfamiliar with the formation. Coupled with Xuan Yi’s resolute tone, a flash of irritation crossed her brow.

With a flicker, black mist dragged the three about to flee from the backyard back inside.

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“A demon! A demon!” The woman stared in terror at the black aura enveloping Jiu Wu.

She fell to her knees before Jiu Wu. “My lord, I was blind. Please spare my family. I won’t dare again...”

Nián’er tugged at Jiu Wu’s hem, her large eyes misty. “Please, save me.”

The woman’s face twisted in disbelief as she looked at Nián’er. “What are you saying!”

She raised her hand, but Jiu Wu stopped it. Nián’er shrank back and said, “I’m not their adopted child. They captured me. They want me to grow fast so they can make me a demon servant. Sister, please save me.”

Demon servants were cruelly trained demon spirits, their bodies refined to peak strength, then bound by blood contracts to become puppets, controlled for life as tools.

Jiu Wu asked Nián’er, “How many have they killed here?”

Fear was unmistakable in Nián’er’s eyes. “They killed... many demons, and many humans too. They’re all buried over there!” She pointed in the direction where Xuan Yi lay.

Xuan Yi struggled to move his feet, bent down, and used his sword sheath to brush away the dirt, revealing a torn piece of cloth.

His pupils contracted sharply. “A servant from the Azure Cloud Sect.”

The woman screamed in shock and lunged at Nián’er. “Ungrateful wretch! How dare you betray me!”

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