“‘The Mountain’s Guardian Jade Slip?!’” Bai Shuo shouted in shock. As a mere disciple of the outer sect of Miao Miao Island, she shouldn't have known about this jade slip. However, she had the company of an old turtle on Miao Miao Island, one who was not only the oldest creature there but also an ancient spirit in its own right. Their favorite pastime was sharing drinks under the trees in the medicinal garden and chatting about trivialities. Because of this, Bai Shuo was well aware of Miao Miao Island's closely guarded secrets.
However, Miao Miao Island was not a major immortal sect. The Mountain’s Guardian Jade Slip had just been struck by Fan Yue’s silver chain and was now left with only a sliver of power, barely enough to protect the gradually fading Bodhi Tree’s heart.
“Senior Sister!” Chong Zhao’s expression changed as he prepared to strike, but Xie Bodhi tightened his grip on Er Yun’s neck. “Don’t come any closer! Even if I die, I’ll make sure she dies with me. Leave Fire and Ice Island now, or I’ll kill her!”
Chong Zhao hesitated, torn. If it weren’t for Fan Yue’s demon blood within Xie Bodhi, even the combined strength of Miao Miao Island wouldn’t stand a chance against him. If they let this opportunity slip by, it would be almost impossible to kill him once he regained strength.
Fan Yue, who did not hold the immortals in high regard, scoffed coldly and swung his silver chain toward Xie Bodhi, but Chong Zhao raised his hand to intercept it.
“Whoever you are, my senior sister is in the hands of this evil entity. Please, do not act rashly.”
Fan Yue sneered, looking at Chong Zhao as though he were an insect. “Foolish.”
“Junior Brother! Don’t worry about me!” Er Yun, initially confused, felt a surge of determination upon seeing Chong Zhao move to defend her. With anger, she looked at Xie Bodhi, her eyes reddening. “You killed my father, slaughtered so many brothers from Miao Miao Island, and drained the spirit energy from the Eastern Sea! Today, you won’t escape alive!” She tilted her head back defiantly. “Xie Bodhi, Miao Miao Island has no cowards clinging to life. Go ahead, kill me!”
In that moment, Er Yun’s exposed white neck scraped against Xie Bodhi’s sharp wooden thorns, leaving a thin line of blood. Strangely, Xie Bodhi did not get angry; instead, his hand, which gripped Er Yun’s neck, slightly recoiled.
Fan Yue had no concern for the life of a mere immortal disciple. His demonic power flowed ceaselessly, and he prepared to strike with the silver chain again, but Chong Zhao blocked him once more with his immortal sword.
“Lord of Hao Yue Hall!”
Chong Zhao refused to back down, and a flash of impatience finally showed in Fan Yue’s gaze as he pointed his silver chain directly at Chong Zhao.
Seeing the two about to clash, Bai Shuo quickly stepped between them and pointed at Xie Bodhi. “Stop, stop, stop! What are you two doing? Are you going to let a few words from this evil creature drive you to madness? Senior Sister is right—between her life and all the lives in the Eastern Sea, the lives in the Eastern Sea are obviously more important!”
“Ah, Shuo…” Chong Zhao called her in helplessness.
Bai Shuo spoke with such righteousness that Er Yun’s face turned dark. “Bai Shuo! I knew you had ill intentions... Don’t think you can charm Chong Zhao Junior Brother. Even if I die, you won’t have a chance with him!”
Er Yun, who had carried herself with the dignity of an immortal disciple for most of her life, now abandoned her restraint and was bluntly sparring with Bai Shuo.
“Senior Sister Er Yun, don’t worry, you won’t die. Xie Bodhi won’t harm you,” Bai Shuo turned to Er Yun. “Even if he destroys Miao Miao Island and drains the Eastern Sea of all life, he won’t lay a hand on you.”
This statement puzzled everyone. Er Yun’s face was full of disbelief, clearly thinking, “Bai Shuo, you deceitful snake; how could I believe you now?”
“Am I wrong?” Bai Shuo looked at Xie Bodhi and sighed softly, “Sect Leader Song He.”
Xie Bodhi suddenly looked up, and his hand, which held Er Yun’s neck, froze.
The water cave fell into deathly silence. Chong Zhao and Er Yun were both astonished, while Fan Yue remained unsurprised, his mind echoing Bai Shuo’s words by the coast.
“He wants to consume me, but that’s not his only weakness…”
“What else?”
“His identity, perhaps… he may not be a true Bodhi Tree.”
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