Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
He took a deep breath.
Xuan Lin slowly turned around.
The pain was numbing. Maybe this was what it felt like?
Xuan Lin came to this world and hid before the age of ten. He lived under the cold eyes and ridicule of the palace maids. There was a mouthful of cold porridge in his mouth. It had already been a day or two of his only food.
Back then, the late emperor had forcefully humiliated his mother… … His mother was the late emperor’s biological sister …
A fire burned everything and imprisoned him in the dark red palace wall for his entire life. Xuan Lin thought that was all he had, but he met Duan Xi.
Duan Xi’s clothes fluttered as she saved him from the palace.
She saved him from the fire pit and spent a lot of effort to push him into another abyss. She saved him, taught him, humiliated him, and lied to him.
Perhaps, the worst thing he did was that every time he was saved, he always thought that he had received redemption.
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Lowering his head, Xuan Lin lifted the cloud sword and threw it down.
He untied the robe on his body and threw it down.
The Dry Kun bag was thrown down.
There was only a pure white robe left on his body. Xuan Lin broke a tree branch from the side and lifted it up. His slender and thin figure had just flown into the air when he suddenly stopped.
His slender hand grabbed the wrist of his left hand and exerted force. A jade pendant that looked as if it was stained with blood slowly appeared in front of Xuan Lin.
Xuan Lin did not even turn his head. His body was surrounded by a thick black aura. There were faint screams of evil spirits, as if he was an Asura that had crawled out of hell.
“Duan Xi, I’ll return the jade pendant to you! From now on, you and I will repay each other with gratitude and hatred, and we won’t owe each other anything. ”
He flicked his finger and threw the jade pendant down.
The black aura wrapped around the jade pendant, and the jade pendant fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
The moment the jade pendant broke, Xuan Lin rode his sword and flew away. The Black Aura around his back was as if a devil had appeared. In just an instant, Xuan Lin had already disappeared in front of Xia Ling’s eyes.
A debt of gratitude and a debt of hatred, neither owed the other… …
“host, the original host has turned dark, ” Hai Hai said worriedly in Xia Ling’s mind.
“MM. ” The smile on Xia Ling’s face disappeared.
Beside her feet, the paralyzed concubines and empress were all trembling as they looked at Xia Ling.
“Let him be, ” Xia Ling said with a complicated look in her eyes.
Even though she vaguely understood that she had gone too far, what she had done was like a brand. Xia Ling had done it unscrupulously, so she was not afraid of the consequences now.
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“host, Xuan Lin has become a devil. ”
“host, Xuan Lin has unified the devil cultivators and become the devil ancestor. ”
“host, Xuan Lin wants to destroy the grand meeting of ten thousand immortals. ”
…
Xia Ling sat cross-legged in the Stone Room.
“Let him be. ”
She held onto her primordial spirit and cultivated quietly.
There was no time for cultivation. Xuan Lin seemed to have sensed something as well. He forcibly snatched the grass of life from the grand meeting of ten thousand immortals. After that, he disappeared without a trace in the immortal cultivation world.
The devil cultivators who had been doing evil everywhere were restrained by Xuan Lin these years. It was a rare peace in the immortal cultivation world.
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Xia Ling had been in closed-door cultivation for many years and traveled around for many years.
In the immortal cultivation world, Xuan Lin was the primordial spirit of true Lord Erlang, while her primordial spirit was the demon god of Xiao Tianquan.
If she wanted to become an immortal, she had to walk the path of a demon immortal going through tribulations.
If a demon immortal wanted to ascend to become an immortal in this world, Xia Ling had to refine the rising sun pill.
After consuming the rising sun pill, there would be no more soul fragments in this world, nor would there be a Xiao Tianquan. When Xia Ling ascended to the immortal world, she would only be an ordinary female cultivator.
The rising sun grass was in Xuan Lin’s hands.
The Horn of chaos, the tooth of a flying bird, the blood essence of a lucky beast, and the internal fire of a Mahayana stage cultivator. After refining for eighty-one days, if everything went smoothly, the rising sun pill would naturally be formed.
One saisheng Dan would allow Xia Ling to become an immortal.
