readsfreenovel Chapter 567: First Encounter (This world will have a small BE1 part)
Chapter 567: First Encounter (This world will have a small BE1 part)
"Zi Yu, I met a young man with sword bones outside the Demon Locking Tower in the northern border. His name is Lin Ci'an. He has a unique talent and a natural thunder spirit. He should become my Xuan Xiao disciple.
However, the evil spirit in the tower is moving, and the master must guard this place for three months and cannot leave. You must go to Qingshan Town immediately and bring the person back to the sect. This child has a strong personality and needs to be guided patiently. -Xuan Xiao"
Spiritual energy flowed through Chu Ziyu's fingertips, and the words on the jade slip gradually disappeared.
He rubbed his brows, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. Thinking of this dislocated world line gave him a headache.
He was originally supposed to possess the demon king who had killed Lin Ci'an's second senior brother. However, because 6872 returned to the fairyland for maintenance and upgraded many new functions, he encountered some minor problems when entering the small world due to his unskilled operation, and he possessed both a human and a demon at the same time.
God knows, as soon as he opened his eyes, he thought he was hallucinating because of the double perspective.
And most importantly, the timeline is wrong. Before his death, Lin Ci'an's second senior brother was the most famous genius in Kyushu and the number one on the Heavenly Ranking. Similarly, the cat demon was already the demon king when he entered the world line.
Three hundred years before the start of the plot, he had just joined the Immortal Sect as a human and became the second disciple of Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable. He had not yet transformed as a demon and was still in the form of a cat.
Before the mission begins, no ooc can occur, which means that Chu Ziyu has to become the number one on the Heavenly Ranking and the demon king of the demon clan within three hundred years, and stage a drama in which he kills himself before he can start to clear his name. It’s exhausting just thinking about it.
The current timeline is that he has been in the immortal sect for 150 years. When Immortal Master Xuanxiao was traveling outside, he met Lin Ci'an, a man with excellent physique, natural sword bones, and top-grade thunder spirit roots. However, because he had to go to guard the Demon Locking Tower, it was inconvenient to bring him back to the sect.
He then sent a message to Chu Ziyu, asking him to bring the person back.
"6872, are you sure this is the exact time when Lin Ci'an entered the school in the original novel?"
Chu Ziyu asked in his heart as he sorted out the Sword Sect's attire.
"Boss, it is indeed this time point, but the original book does not record in detail the specific process of Lin Ci'an's initiation. It only mentions that he was accepted by Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable near the Demon Locking Tower. I have already planned the route, and we can set off at any time. Just mime."
Ever since he made the mistake, 6872 has been extremely fawning.
"That is, I will meet my half."
Chu Ziyu fastened the green jade token around his waist, and a face as gentle as jade was reflected in the mirror—the second disciple of Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable and a leader of the younger generation of Tianxuan Sword Sect.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, his consciousness instantly split - the other half of his vision was a bloody battlefield.
Outside Qingshan Town, smoke was everywhere.
A snow-white cat squatted gracefully on the ruins, its golden vertical pupils coldly watching the massacre below.
It is larger than an ordinary domestic cat, but has nine tails.
"Protector Mo Xue, the East City District has been cleared."
A wolf demon knelt on one knee and reported.
The white cat lazily swung its tail and spoke in human language: "Keep searching. The Demon King has ordered that no one should be left alive."
"Yes!"
After the wolf demon left, a hint of human complexity flashed in the black cat's eyes. It jumped off the wall lightly and sneaked into the town in a few jumps.
Chu Ziyu flew on the sword, but his mind was processing two streams of information at the same time.
As a human, he was rushing to Qingshan Town at full speed; as a cat demon, he was commanding the demon team to consciously drive the survivors to gather at the town center square - according to the original setting, that would be the last place where Lin Ci'an would hold out.
"System, check Lin Ci'an's current status."
Chu Ziyu ordered in his heart.
"Scanning... The target is located in the central square of Qingshan Town. His vital signs are weak but stable. There are seven demons approaching. Special note: Abnormal energy fluctuations have been detected on the target, which is suspected to be the reaction of the unawakened sword bone protecting the master."
Chu Ziyu frowned slightly and sped up his flying sword: "It seems we have to hurry up."
Qingshan Town Square
Lin Ci'an leaned against a charred ancient locust tree, the blade of the iron sword in his hand already bent.
He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was covered in blood, but it couldn't hide his lightning-like eyes.
"Little kid, just wait till you die!"
A bear demon approached with a grim smile.
At this moment, a green light came rushing from the sky.
"Stop being so arrogant!"
The clear shout was accompanied by a sharp sword energy, and the bear demon was cut into two before it even had time to react.
The rest of the monsters were horrified and retreated.
Chu Ziyu floated down, his white clothes as white as snow, forming a sharp contrast with the bloody scene around him.
Lin Ci'an stared at the person in front of him.
The white robe was whiter than snow, the sleeves were as wide as flowing clouds, and the green sword at his waist reflected a cold light, making him look like a banished immortal.
He never imagined that one hundred and fifty years later, the same attire would be stained with blood, the same Qingfeng sword would break into pieces, and the senior brother who was always as gentle as jade would grow colder in his arms.
After his senior brother died, he would always think of the first time they met one hundred and fifty years ago. He felt that this person was like the moon in the sky, cold and distant; but at this moment, the moon fell, shattered in his arms, and would never rise again.