I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 182 Lan Zhi (Seeking monthly votes)
A spring rain, a gust of wind.

Fine raindrops, like silver needles, poured down, gently landing on the berserk and mutated Cheng Lanzhi.

The purifying power and languid energy contained in the rainwater intertwined, gradually disintegrating the surging black mist fist behind her. Cheng Lanzhi's scarlet eyes lost their violent glint, replaced by a hazy look.

Jiang Yi was also surprised that after cultivating the Azure Emperor's Longevity Scripture, the purifying power of the spring rain could actually work on demonic energy.

At the same time, the wind arrow in Xin Wushuang's hands shot out, but just as it was about to pierce Cheng Lanzhi, it strangely drew an arc and reversed, the arrow grazing Xin Wushuang's cheek and heading straight for Pei Zhixu, who was watching the battle from afar, with the force of thunder.

Pei Zhixu's expression changed drastically, and he stood frozen in place.

Just as the arrow was about to pierce his throat, a phantom of a black dream-eating beast with scarlet swirling eyes flashed past above his head.

boom!
The wind arrow pierced through Pei Zhixu's body, and his entire body rippled with the same energy as Meng Hen, as if it were merely a dream projection onto the world.

The arrow's momentum remained undiminished, shattering the broken walls and ruins behind him with a deafening roar, kicking up clouds of dust.

The rain continued incessantly, and Cheng Lanzhi's deformed body began to dissolve. The grotesque chunks of flesh turned into wisps of black smoke, which gradually dissipated under the wash of the rain.

In the end, she returned to her original form, lying weakly in the mud, barely breathing.

The gray cracks on Cheng Lanzhi's body had spread to her neck. She looked at Xin Wushuang, tears mixed with black blood trickling down her cheeks.

"I told you to get out, why didn't you get out? If you didn't get out... you'll become his prey..."

Cheng Lanzhi was ultimately just a mortal. Her body, corrupted by demonic energy, began to disintegrate, and her clothes turned into ashes that scattered in the wind.

Memories of the past few years flashed before Cheng Lanzhi's eyes like a revolving lantern.

She saw the red candles lit on her wedding day, and the scholar in his wedding attire took her hand and exchanged the money he had saved for half a year for a hairpin to adorn her hair.

The girls in town all said that she married a man who was like a god.

Cheng Lanzhi was overjoyed to be able to marry such a gentle and considerate gentleman as Pei Zhixu. Just looking at his handsome face, she couldn't bear to close her eyes every night when she went to sleep.

Pei Zhixu wrote letters for people in town and copied books at the bookstore. He used all the money he earned to buy her fine silks, satins, and jewelry.

Cheng Lanzhi once thought that she would be happy like this for the rest of her life.

But when she realized that none of those fine clothes fit her, she understood the problem, though she was resisting the truth from the bottom of her heart.

Until that day, she returned home early from her parents' home and saw with her own eyes a 'woman' with cloud-like hair and a beautiful face sitting in front of the dressing table, wearing a pale yellow dress, applying rouge to her lips.

It was then that she realized that her husband, Pei Zhixu, was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

That night, Zhang Wangshan's son climbed over the wall into the courtyard and said that Pei Zhixu had told his father about those things related to cultivating immortality, and that Pei Zhixu had killed his father.

A few days later, a wintersweet tree appeared in the yard, and Zhang Wangshan's son never appeared again.

When Xin Hong fell from the haystack, she was the first to rush to Xin Xiaoman's side. Xin Hong's neck was bent so that she could not possibly live, but after her husband blocked their view and did something, Xin Hong actually came back to life.

Since then, Pei Zhixu has visited the Xin family every few days.

She vaguely realized something, but wasn't sure, until she saw Xin Wushuang come to the door.

At that moment, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Although the story of the fairy in the pillow is taboo, it is widely circulated among mortals. She had heard about it since she was very young, but she never expected to encounter it herself.

As the spring rain fell on her increasingly translucent face, Cheng Lanzhi suddenly recalled Xin Wushuang's appearance when she first visited.

A girl dressed in old hunting clothes, carrying a basket of eggs and a piece of meat, blushed with embarrassment. She stammered, her tongue tied in knots, "Sister-in-law...sister-in-law, I'm here...I'm...my name is Xin Wushuang, here you go!"

Eggs and meat were forced into her hands, and she stumbled as she was pushed. Xin Wushuang rushed to help her up in a panic.

Thinking about it now, it still makes me laugh. She didn't look like a fairy at all; she was just a clueless girl next door.

The two girls were dressed in identical hunting outfits, and at first glance, she knew she liked this girl.

If it weren't for Pei Zhixu's scheming, that afternoon, she should have been holding Xin Wushuang's hand as they crossed the threshold, with the wild rabbit they had hunted the day before simmering on the stove and the pickled cabbage in the earthenware jar just right.

They would sit by the stove, tending the fire, and share embarrassing stories about how they shot their first pheasant when they were young...

Instead of being powerless to help the other side standing amidst the ruins of blood and lies!
What a pity... such a pity...

In this world, it's enough if there's just one person like her who steps into the mud.

Pei Zhixu once said that the greatest taboo for cultivators is to have demons in their hearts. Xin Wushuang looks so innocent, how can she tell her about these sordid things?
Moreover, before Xin Wushuang appeared, she and Pei Zhixu could still get by, and she still wanted to... get by...

Let Xin Wushuang think of herself as a jealous sister-in-law, let her think of Pei Zhixu as her good brother, and let her continue to be a carefree immortal.

Xin Wushuang is like a different life that Cheng Lanzhi can never reach, a life filled with her beautiful expectations.

"Wushuang..."

Cheng Lanzhi's sigh dissipated in the wind, her last gaze sweeping over the bow that shimmered with spiritual light on Xin Wushuang's body and in her hand.

"Me... really..."

I really want to touch the cultivator's bow and see how it differs from the one she uses.

"so envious……"

The moment Cheng Lanzhi crumbled into ashes, Xin Wushuang reached out, but only caught the tear that slid down Cheng Lanzhi's cheek.

Xin Wushuang felt a jolt in her heart. Despite her clumsiness in interpersonal relationships, she could still read Cheng Lanzhi's true feelings and intentions from her last look.

Xin Wushuang clenched his fists tightly, his face expressionless, but his nails had dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

Jiang Yi, accompanied by the gigantic Hong Li, was confronting Pei Zhixu.

Despite being a mortal, Pei Zhixu showed little panic or fear in the face of Jiang Yi and Xin Wushuang. He simply scanned the array's light screen and laughed, "I have a sacred beast protecting me; your methods cannot harm me."

The golden silkworm phantom in the formation kept spitting out golden threads, but none of those threads could touch Pei Zhixu's body, just like Xin Wushuang's arrow before.

Hongli bared her teeth and growled, trying to brand herself with a fire mark, but she couldn't. Charm and illusion spells were also ineffective.

Jiang Yi secretly observed and gathered strength to find a weakness, refraining from making any rash moves for the time being.

It is obvious that Pei Zhixu holds a high position within the Dream Immortal Sect.

Jiang Yi secretly took out the jade talisman that her master had given her before he left. The talisman was a one-time use fire-type magic weapon called 'Soul Burning'. When she injected wood-type true essence to activate it, her master would sense it, which was like a location that would allow her master to quickly find her location.

With Master's Nascent Soul stage cultivation, it won't take him long to get here.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Yi made up her mind and unhesitatingly used the Heart-Piercing Mirror.

If you enjoy manipulating people's hearts, then take a look at how steadfast your heart truly is!

(End of this chapter)