FRIVOLOUS SNOW

37|Trophy

Yong Xian's thoughts were preoccupied with Zi Xin. He wanted to kill the demon who was responsible for everything; the demon inside Zi Xin's body and the demon before him.

Qu Zhu chuckled as their blades collided with a loud clang. "Where are your thoughts?" Qu Zhu asked and pushed his sword on Mei, applying a great force that he sent Yong Xian flying back to the ground. Yong Xian turned his body and landed on foot and leaped back to the air.

Yong Xian hadn't fought such a strong demon before. That Zhu wasn't an ordinary demon. Those brainless demons he fought before were nothing compared to Zhu. He cultivated and his dark cultivation base was stable.

Yao Xue was focused and analyzing the nature of the demon before them. Yao Xue read about those demons who were imprisoned by the legendary cultivator thousands of years ago and Zhu's strength could match to a general. What is a demon general doing here when they were sealed away thousands of years ago.

Or maybe they broke the seal or worst, someone broke it for them. Yao Xue thought in horror. If so, the world would be in chaos.

Yong Jie was having an internal conflict as he looked at Fennu. The fact that these demons cultivated means they used to be human and performed qi deviation, siding themselves to the devil and were given power. How foolish.

"Tell me why did that Zhu threw you away?" Yong Jie asked.

Fennu sighed and he grunted as he used all his strength to sit up, his body leaning back as his hands planted on the sand supporting his body from falling back to the ground.

"I rebelled. That Qu Zhu only consumes virgin woman saying virgins taste better but in his situation, he couldn't be choosy so he devours any woman, virgin or not but he grew impatient. He couldn't find anymore woman to consume the last two weeks so he—" Fennu gritted his teeth upon remembering "he took my sister and devoured her instead."

Yong Jie just stared, looking at Fennu with a painful expression on his face and anger was burning in his eyes. He wanted revenge for his sister but he couldn't because he was good as a disabled person. His core was broken.

"Is your sister a demon?"

"Yes! She was even more powerful than me but compared to Qu Zhu, she was nothing. Qu Zhu was desperately trying to consume as many as he can to restore his condition. He was one of the generals who faced that cultivator and he was also one of those demons who suffered great lost, almost all of their meridians broke and it was hard to it heal even for a demon since that cultivator was a divine level. He completely impaled them."

Of course, Fennu was referring to the nameless legendary cultivator who sealed the demons thousands of years ago and now, they're back.

"But the Qu Zhu now was weaker than before. He never used his sword but he only flicks his hand here and there." Fennu's lips quirked up to one side. "His core was barely intact, one blow to his dantian with a strong spiritual weapon would kill him."

Yong Jie glanced at Qu Zhu then he held Qing's hilt lighting the sword with his energy despite it was still sheathed.

"So that's his weakness."

"You're lucky to face a dying general demon. Yong Jie, I want you to kill that Qu Zhu on behalf of me and my sister and I will surrender Zi Xin's body intact." Fennu said

"You will give Zi Xin's body whether I kill Qu Zhu or not in your condition." Yong Jie said.

Fennu dryly chuckled. "Yes, but not as pretty." Cursed mark of patternless black lines started rooting on Zi Xin's face, crawling up to his hair roots and down to his hand and legs looking so ugly. Fennu grinned, his dry lips cracked.

Yong Jie narrowed his eyes. He couldn't even bear to look at the cursed body. This scheming demon! A demon is always a demon after all.

"Turn it back!" Yong Jie cried and turned his head away.

Fennu weakly smiled and willingly withdrew the curse marks in a quick motion, the marks retreated back like a movie being played backwards. Zi Xin's normal rosy skin tone returned and his lips turned back from pale close to cracking into half to red and soft.

"Of course, I want to die looking beautiful."

Yong Jie glared at Fennu and pressed the tip of the sheathed sword on his chest. "That is not your body. Go die in your original body."

"Qu Zhu turned my body into pieces. So I can't do that."

Yong Jie wanted to beat Fennu no matter how weak he was but it would look like he was beating Zi Xin. Yong Jie's face hardened and turned around, pulling Qing from its sheath and leaped into the battlefield.

Qu Zhu's sword was occupied by Yao Xue and Yong Xian's attack so when he sensed that another cultivator was joining, he lifted his free hand, flicking it to counter Yong Jie's blow. Qu Zhu pulled back, landing to the ground and looked at Yong Jie.

"Xiao Qing. A maiden shouldn't get involve—"

"My name is not Xiao Qing and I'm not a maiden." Yong Jie interrupted.

"But you are to me. I don't want you to get hurt. You will be my trophy after killing these two."

Yong Jie felt furious yet a hearty laugh bubbled on his lips. "Are you a comedian? I am no one's trophy." Yong Jie said and charged to Qu Zhu, his sword pointing to the center of his body and Qu Zhu strike Qing and leaped back. Qu Zhu was dodging Yong Jie's aggressive attacks and always pulling back.

Yong Jie silently grinned. Yong Jie confirmed that Fennu was right. Qu Zhu was aware of his condition, trying to protect his core and moving carefully knowing that Qing was Yong Jie's spiritual weapon and Yong Jie did well to cultivate it. It was strong enough or more than strong enough to banish Qu Zhu from this world.

They fought in mid-air. Yong Jie attacking and Qu Zhu repelling his attacks and countering if he can but mostly, he withdrew and dodge again. Yong Jie's attacks were firm and strong fueled by loss and anger. Yong Xian's attacks were too, but Yong Jie was different and it gives Qu Zhu a familiar feeling that he didn't want to recognize.

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