After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

"You owe Lin Qingxue half an eye."

"We owe Jiangcheng a testimony."

"I still owe you my life."

Zhou Ran stared at the silver eye in Xu Youwei's palm, which was covered by the contract mark, and spoke in a very flat voice.

"Until you've paid off your debts, when the King of Hell comes to take you away, I'll break his legs too."

Xu Youwei looked down at her right hand.

Blood dripped from between his palms, and the black and gold contract markings wrapped around his silver eyes, like a shackle nailed into his bones.

She responded after a moment.

"understood."

Ye Futian clicked his tongue in his mind.

"That sounds a lot like usury."

Zhou Ran replied, "I was already writing an IOU."

The woman's right hand raised its clearly defined shape.

The white bone pen trembled slightly in Zhou Ran's hand, and the silver-gray patterns on the penholder brightened and dimmed.

"If you remove your left eye, your right hand will be crippled and your power will be diminished."

Zhou Ran said, "Take as much as you can."

He looked down at the white bone pen.

"Can this pen seal a soul?"

The woman in the right hand replied, "Insufficient power."

"As long as I can write the rules, that's fine."

Zhou Ran took out the Yin-Yang Communication Bone Fragment and infused it with true essence.

"Li Zhiyao".

The bone fragments glowed with a faint light.

Li Zhiyao's voice came from the other end, sounding urgent.

"I am here. Qingxue's consciousness has stabilized. Xu Youning's shadow body is trapped in the dream prison, but the thread connecting her true form to her left eye is still there."

Zhou Ran said, "Use the Ancient Law Reverse Lock Formation."

Li Zhiyao reacted extremely quickly: "To prevent the remnant soul of the first generation from escaping back to the mortal realm?"

"right."

Zhou Ran looked up at the empty screen.

"The hidden trail in Penglai, the fragments of the bronze ruler law, and the remaining ancient laws in the Discipline Hall can all serve as its escape route."

Li Zhiyao said, "We need a core element for the formation."

"Use the fragments of the bronze ruler left behind after Xu Changling's death."

There was a pause on the bone fragment side.

Xu Youwei also raised her head.

Zhou Ran did not avoid her gaze.

"He wronged his own granddaughter, so he should at least do something about it in the end."

Li Zhiyao replied, "Understood."

Chen Ya's voice chimed in.

"I'll allocate the resources. How many people do you need?"

"The less the better."

Zhou Ran said, "Those who understand the ancient laws should enter the formation, and the rest should step back."

Electronic devices remain sealed off, and all mirrors are completely covered.

Chen Ya agreed, "I'll take care of it."

Zhou Ran called out again.

"Qin San".

Qin San replied steadily, "Yes."

"Examine the remnants of Penglai."

"Focus on asking about the whereabouts of the list left by Xu Youning, the eye-catching incense, the array plate, and the fragments of the bronze ruler."

Qin San said, "The trial is already underway."

Wang Pangzi's shouts came from the side.

"Ran-ge, these guys are pretty stubborn. Could I try to reason with them a little?"

Zhou Ran said:

"Use your brain."

Fatty Wang chuckled.

"I understand, I'll leave my limbs to fate."

A moment later, Qin San got the results.

"I got the question out."

"At least nine disciples of the Discipline Hall have gone missing simultaneously."

Zhou Ran's eyes turned cold.

"destination."

Qin San said, "The old site of the left eye of the East City."

Fatty Wang cursed, "These people really love lining up to deliver things."

Li Zhiyao's tone became a bit more serious.

"The nine people form the Lesser Heavenly Cycle sacrificial array."

If each person inserts a silver needle between their eyebrows, they can borrow life to reopen their left eye by half a step.

Zhou Ran asked, "Is there enough time?"

Yue Zhao spoke in the illusory image:

"They've arrived."

In the scene, nine kneeling figures appear on the ashen ground below the closed left eye.

Nine disciples of the Penglai Precepts Hall.

Each person had a silver needle inserted between their eyebrows, with a thin thread at the end of the needle hanging into the sacrificial pattern.

They were still alive, but their souls had been forced to kneel in the formation.

The chanting from the soul pouch in Xu Youning's abdomen grew increasingly shrill.

Zhou Ran put away the bone fragments.

"Li Zhiyao, the reverse locking formation is complete within one incense stick's time."

Li Zhiyao said, "Half an incense stick."

"it is good."

Zhou Ran looked at Xu Youwei.

"Can you still walk?"

Xu Youwei pulled the broken hairpin from her palm.

Blood gushed out.

As soon as the silver eyes opened, the black and gold contract pattern tightened on the spot, pressing it back into the depths of the metacarpal bone.

Xu Youwei's shoulder twitched.

She tucked the broken hairpin into her sleeve and looked up.

"able."

Zhou Ran turned to the twenty demon corpses.

"Protect her."

The demonic runes on the chests of the demonic corpses lit up, and they all bowed their heads.

Zhou Ran raised the Taihuang Black Blade.

Half of the Dharma Eye's essence fell into the River of Oblivion's Seal, while the broken White Bone Brush held power in his right hand.

The female figure on the right stands in front of the writing desk.

"After you leave the right-hand plane, the White Bone Pen will be pulled by the Moon Emperor's old decree."

Zhou Ran said, "You hold the line."

The woman in the right hand said, "I can't disobey orders from below for too long."

Zhou Ran looked at her.

"Then hold on until I get back."

The woman in the right hand paused for a moment, then raised her brightly clear right hand and placed it on the writing desk.

"go."

Zhou Ran sliced ​​through the void with a single stroke.

The rift leading to the left eye tore open, and a deathly gray stream of air poured out.

Xu Youwei followed behind him.

Before stepping into the rift, she glanced back at the plane to her right.

The demonic corpses stood in two rows, their demonic markings flickering on their chests. The white bone pen trembled slightly in Zhou Ran's palm.

Just as the two were about to leave, the pen tip lifted itself, piercing Zhou Ran's palm and writing a line of blood-red characters in the air.

"The first Pavilion Master has awakened."

There was no wind in the area around the left eye of the Heavenly Corpse, and no sounds of living beings could be heard.

The broken bones beneath their feet were crushed, the soft cracking sound carrying for half a zhang before being swallowed by the ashen ground.

Zhou Ran stepped out of the crack.

Xu Youwei followed closely behind.

Twenty demonic corpses landed, their black armor striking the layer of gray-white bones with a series of dull thuds.

Ahead, a giant, closed eye lies across the sky and earth.

It was so enormous that it pressed down on half of the deathly gray sky. Its eyelids were tightly closed, and silvery-gray liquid seeped out from the gaps, flowing down the ground and into the sacrificial array.

Nine disciples of the Penglai Discipline Hall knelt before the giant statue.

They were dressed in white, with silver needles inserted between their eyebrows.

The fine thread at the end of the needle hangs down and connects to the sacrificial pattern at the foot.

Each person formed a mudra with their hands, their lips moved slightly, and they recited the same ancient verse.

Nine voices overlapped, making one's bones clench.

Xu Youning stood in the center of the sacrificial array.

She didn't turn around.

The bloodstains on his white robe were still wet, and he held the last piece of bronze ruler in his palm.

The ancient soul pouch in his abdomen bulged high, and inside, a thin shadow was turning over.

An old man's chanting voice emanated from the soul pouch.

"A ruler can define mountains and rivers."

"The law governs Yin and Yang."

"Penglai guards the world."

"Open the door with your left eye."

Xu Youwei stopped in her tracks.

She looked at the nine disciples of the Discipline Hall.

She recognized two of them.

One person once taught her swordsmanship.

Another person offered her calming incense after she was chosen to enter the altar.

At that time, they said, "Young Master, please be patient. Penglai will not harm you."

Now they kneel before the left eye, needles inserted between their brows, opening the door for the Moon Emperor.

Xu Youwei's palms began to burn.

Zhou Ran pressed down on her shoulder.

"Don't rush."

Xu Youwei's voice was hoarse.

"I know."

Xu Youning finally turned around.

Her face was pale and bluish, and her eyes were covered with a silvery-gray film.

Upon seeing Xu Youwei, she showed no surprise whatsoever; on the contrary, she appeared somewhat satisfied.

"You came back alive, which means the sacrifice wasn't wasted."

Xu Youwei's shoulders and back were tense.

Zhou Ran pressed down on her with a light touch, just enough to keep her in place.

Xu Youning's lips twitched slightly upon seeing this gesture.

"Zhou Ran, you're afraid too?"

Zhou Ran said, "I'm afraid she'll get bitten by a rabid dog."

Xu Youning did not get angry.

Her gaze fell on Xu Youwei's right palm.

"Silver Eyes is still there."

"very good."

"My left eye is only missing this crippled power."

Xu Youwei stared at her for a long time before speaking.

"Uncle-Master."

These two words, as they went down my throat, tasted of blood.

"When you taught me ancient law, did you know I would be sent to the altar?"

Xu Youning answered quickly.

"Know."

Xu Youwei's fingers tightened little by little. The wound on her palm was squeezed open, and blood dripped onto the gray-white ground.

Xu Youning continued, "Your bloodline is suitable for Cheng Yan."