Zanxing (Retranslated)

Chapter 235 - Gui Yansheng (2)



Chapter 235 - Gui Yansheng (2)




A sudden clap of thunder exploded on the horizon, the lightning illuminating the rainy night as if it were daylight. The rain intensified, hitting the muddy ground and splashing up in droplets.


Zanxing’s mind went blank, and she instinctively replied, “What did you say?”


“It seems you’ve spent so long in the mortal world that you’re unaware of your own identity. It’s understandable. Initially, even I didn’t realize you were of demon blood. It wasn’t until we met in Li’er Country that the Demon King’s bloodline reacted, allowing me to confirm you are my esteemed sister.”


A thought flashed through Zanxing’s mind, and she suddenly looked up. “It was you spying on me that night in Li’er!”


She had initially thought it was a test by the shark demon, but later it didn’t seem that way, as Yin Ying couldn’t effectively conceal his demonic aura. Zanxing continued, “It was you who made Yin Ying impersonate Rong Yu, trying to infiltrate the secret realm to find the portrait of Fairy Qinghua and her inheritance. It was you who tampered with the teleportation array, causing us to end up in Wufan City. It was you who ambushed the Xiang Ling Sect in the secret realm and killed their disciples.”


The mysterious mastermind had always been suspected by the cultivation world to be linked with the demons. Now it seemed their suspicions were confirmed.


Zanxing glared at him. “What exactly are you trying to do?”


“Trying to do?” Gui Yansheng’s smile slowly turned cold. The night rain was cold and urgent, the wind blowing sideways. His umbrella wasn’t large, but his golden-brown robe remained completely dry.


The boy looked down at Zanxing from above and slowly said, “Humans live in the mortal world, demons in the demon realm. But what about half-demons?”


Zanxing was stunned.


“Neither human nor demon, are they destined to be bullied, exiled, treated as outcasts, and killed as abominations, lower than ants?”


Zanxing asked, “Are you a half-demon?”


He cast a disdainful glance at Zanxing on the ground. “You are the Demon Queen’s child, with pure Heavenly Demon blood. Naturally, you wouldn’t understand. This world is inherently unfair. Why am I born inferior while they are noble? The Dao of Heaven is unjust, and I refuse to accept it.”


Gui Yansheng stretched out his hand, letting the rain gently fall into his palm, then grasped it tightly. The boy closed his eyes, inhaling deeply as if in ecstasy. Finally, he opened his eyes and said calmly, “This world is beautiful. I like it, but I don’t like the current rules.”


“They always say that the Heaven’s Dao has its own rules and should not be forcibly broken. That’s because the rules benefit them, so they follow them. I am unwilling, so I will break them.”


The boy looked down at Zanxing, speaking slowly and deliberately, “I want to rewrite these rules.”


Zanxing suddenly understood something. After a moment of silence, she asked, “You want to defy heaven?”


“Why not?” His golden eyes glowed with a strange light in the darkness. “You know, we are demons. Demons are born to stir up trouble and bring calamity to the world.”


“What is the Dao of Heaven?” He laughed softly, “I am the Dao of Heaven.”


This person was simply insane! He wanted to become the world’s ruler, making everyone follow his commands. A strong desire for control was one thing, but he mercilessly killed hundreds of disciples from Chihua Sect and even innocent civilians, which was truly terrifying.


Despite the intense pain in her body, Zanxing forced herself to stay strong and asked, “Then why did you frame me?”


Hearing this, Gui Yansheng fell silent.


“Little sister, I’ve actually known about your existence for a long time.” After a long silence, Gui Yansheng finally spoke. “All these years, the Demon King has long since died, and I thought you had too. But to my surprise, I encountered you again in Li’er Country. Both of us carry the bloodline of the Demon King, and I recognized you at a glance.”


His voice was filled with emotion. “Later, when you entered the secret realm and found that portrait, I realized that you had gone to Gufeng Mountain and become a disciple of the sect.” At this, he suddenly laughed, a laugh so joyous that it nearly brought tears to his eyes. “A demon joining the sect and becoming part of the immortal cultivation world, chosen by the murderer of her father to inherit her legacy. Is there anything more ironic than that?”


Zanxing looked at him coldly.


“At that moment, I felt that fate, sometimes, isn’t so dull after all.”


The wind on the mountain grew stronger, but the lantern on the ground didn’t waver in the slightest.


“What’s even more interesting is that I discovered the Xiao Yuan Pearl is on you.”


Upon hearing this, Zanxing’s heart tightened. She looked up and met a pair of beautiful golden eyes that seemed to see through everything. His voice carried a deeper meaning. “Little sister, you really hid it well.”


“The Demon King’s treasure, something that neither the immortal nor demon realms could find after decades, is actually on you. It seems the Demon King truly cherished his bloodline, to entrust something so important to you.”


He seemed to have misunderstood something. Zanxing had obtained the Xiao Yuan Pearl purely by accident, but this was something she couldn’t tell Gui Yansheng.


“What do you intend to do?”


“What else could I do?” he sighed. “Of course, take the Xiao Yuan Pearl.” As soon as he finished speaking, the white paper umbrella in his hand suddenly turned into a beam of white light, stabbing straight at Zanxing.


Zanxing swiftly gripped her Wuyou Staff to block in front of her, but with her spiritual energy completely depleted, she couldn’t wield the top-grade spiritual weapon nor resist the demon’s attack. The umbrella opened abruptly in front of her, and a hand plunged into Zanxing’s chest, extracting the fiery red pearl. Immediately, the umbrella transformed into a pitch-black abyss from which came the sounds of men, women, and children wailing and screaming, as if countless arms from the depths of hell were reaching out to drag Zanxing down with them.


She felt her soul uncontrollably leaving her body, falling into the pitch-black abyss, her body gradually growing cold.


With a thud, the woman in the mud fell backward, her face as pale as paper, completely devoid of life.


The umbrella returned to its original form, held lightly by someone, shielding them from the rain.


The smile on the face of the young man in the golden robe had vanished entirely. He stood quietly, looking at the corpse on the ground, lost in thought.


Rain splashed on the ground, and the splattering mud seemed intent on burying the entire forest.


After a long time, a subordinate spoke softly, “Demon Lord, she is dead.”


“I know.” The young man frowned, his gaze lingering on Zanxing’s face for a moment. After some thought, he said, “Throw her into the Abyss of Extreme Ice.” With that, he picked up the lantern from the ground, opened the umbrella, and walked into the rain.


“What about this spirit beast?” The subordinate looked at the black cat beside Zanxing. The black cat was already very weak, unable even to stand, clinging tightly to its master and letting out low whimpers.


The young man paused slightly, then said, “Throw it into the Abyss of Extreme Ice as well.”



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