Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1496 - 934: Blade Slaughter

Upon witnessing her incoherent and nonsensical speech, Li Bansheng’s brows knitted together, his demeanor chilling and aloof.

"I do not comprehend your talk of karma barriers or any such thing. As for offering advice, I fear I am incapable of assisting."

Shu Ci’s countenance also turned frigid, noting the woman's proficiency in denying the truth, a skill comparable to a piece of stale meat.

Shu Ci of the Mohe River was clearly not someone to be underestimated. Perceiving the subtle killing intent radiating from him, Li Bansheng's eyelids flickered almost imperceptibly.

She spoke with practiced calmness, "If you intend to confront me, you ought to first assess your current capabilities.

The poison I suffer from is merely a seductive affliction, posing no hindrance to my cultivation.

However, you have sustained grievous internal injuries and were forcibly reverted to your original form, leaving your cultivation base nearly depleted.

Should you press on, I may disregard any lingering gratitude for resolving last night's predicament and instead seize the opportunity to purge your menace from the Mortal World."

A cold smile touched Shu Ci’s lips.

"If you truly possessed the might to vanquish me, why linger in this mortal realm as an Immortal of a millennium? Even the Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan couldn't achieve such a feat, so how could you possibly?"

Li Bansheng responded with easy grace, "My Taixuan Sect boasts an abundance of secret techniques for sealing. Even if I cannot exterminate you, I possess innumerable methods to keep you perpetually suspended between life and death."

At this veiled threat, Shu Ci slowly crouched down, fixing her gaze upon her. "By your words, you intend to confine me within your Taixuan Sect’s Demon Suppressing Mountain.

Hmm... Any demon seeking entry into the Demon Suppressing Mountain requires the sanction of the Taixuan Sect Master, Su Guanhai. Do you dare present me before him?"

Li Bansheng remembered the previous night's indiscretion, witnessed entirely by this fox, and her body tensed involuntarily.

Shu Ci shook her head and rose, stating, "Very well, I am not one to grovel. Since you remain silent, I shall find my own means to consume him."

Aware that Shu Ci's true form was the Mohe River, she harbored no naive misconceptions, unlike Baili An.

This notion of 'consuming,' she understood with clarity, was to be taken literally.

The utterly preposterous conduct of Baili An and Yin Baishuang that night at Cold Spring had profoundly offended her.

If circumstances permitted, she wished for Baili An to cease appearing in Su Jing's life entirely, thereby removing a karma barrier that proved difficult to dismiss.

Should Shu Ci succeed in consuming Baili An, how could Yin Baishuang continue his arrogant displays, thus manipulating the heart before her daughter?

Contemplating this, a faint sense of retribution even stirred within Li Bansheng's heart.

Regarding Baili An's precarious situation at this very moment, she felt no inclination whatsoever to offer assistance.

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Emerging from the North Tower unscathed, Li Bansheng had disrupted Bai Yuanduo’s carefully laid scheme. Her own crisis averted meant his downfall was now inevitable.

Bai Yuanduo, not even affording himself time to recover from his injuries, hastily departed Anle Workshop, dragging the Three-tailed Demon Fox along.

"Bai Lang... Bai Lang..." The demon fox, Ting Yan, being pulled along by Bai Yuanduo, was compelled into a desperate flight.

Her strength had already been significantly diminished by the loss of her tails that night, and her internal injuries remained unhealed. Last night, she had even expended her vital essence to aid him in stabilizing his newly stitched-up body. At this moment, utterly weakened, she could only call out urgently from behind him.

Bai Yuanduo understood the grim fate awaiting him now that Li Bansheng had survived the night.

This was a true instance of

"So, the immense Qi I expended to assist your body transformation, fuel your cultivation, and even reject the Golden Immortal Bai Yang, was all intended to hinder you."

A sharp ache struck Bai Yuanduo’s heart. He realized his anxious words had been too severe and intended to soften his tone, as was his usual way.

Yet, upon observing Ting Yan’s smiling countenance, the red blemishes upon her face festered more severely with each gust of wind.

Her once flawless skin began to contort, resembling a rising, uneven honeycomb, causing him to freeze involuntarily.

He pondered if, at their initial meeting, this very face had been hers, would his devotion have remained as steadfast and unwavering?

Despite Ting Yan’s exceptional kindness throughout the years, and his acknowledged awareness of her sacrifices and dedication, he too had made comparable contributions.

Since she entered his life, he had remained exclusively hers, never turning to another woman.

For decades, his commitment was absolute, even extending to employing forbidden Evil Techniques to alter her features.

Whether it was the chilling proximity of death or some other influence, looking now at the scarred countenance beneath her skin,

A wave of revulsion washed over him, the tender words and comforting murmurs of the past now impossible to muster.

Turning his head aside, he declared, "Had your insatiable greed not escalated, even to the point of plotting against Li Bansheng, I would not find myself in this dire situation today."

His statement implied an absence of intent to first target Li Bansheng’s Primordial Yin to augment his own cultivation.

Ting Yan offered no rebuttal, merely uttering softly, "Bai Lang~"