frightfiction Chapter 548 A Prosperous and Abundant Harvest
Chapter 548 A Prosperous and Abundant Harvest
Xue Tong and the inner demon argued outside the Black Tower for a full half hour. Just as a physical confrontation was about to break out, Xue Lan pushed open the tower door and came out.
"How is it? Any news about Gong Yuan...?"
Xue Tong lightly approached Xue Lan, only to be met with a pale face and reddened eyes.
"Xue Lan?" The girl had a bad feeling.
Is there any bad news?
Xue Lan nodded gently, recalling the scene she had just seen in Ji Ping's memory.
The young man, already ravaged by demonic poison, was bound to the center of the altar, receiving a continuous stream of resentful demonic soul power.
It was all to unleash a portion of the demon god's power...
The woman felt a burning pain in her chest, as if she were placed on a red-hot coal, while her limbs felt cold and sore, as if she had been thrown into ice and snow.
"Xiao Tong!" Xue Lan softly called the girl's name:
"We will set off for the wasteland today."
"Alright! I'll go find Master Shensuan."
Xue Tong knew something terrible must have happened as soon as she saw Xue Lan's expression. The girl hurriedly replied and then ran towards the cave of the True Man Shen Suan.
As the girl's figure receded into the distance, the inner demon reached out and grabbed Xue Lan's right wrist:
"Don't kill him, wouldn't it be better to leave him to torture him slowly?"
Xue Lan's tightly clenched fist was forcibly pried open by her inner demon, revealing a strange black bead inside.
The surface of the bead was uneven, and upon closer inspection, it looked as if it had been forcibly pressed together by something. There were many eye patterns on the top.
The inner demon pried the strange bead from Xue Lan's palm, then lowered his voice and said:
"what happened?"
Xue Lan closed her eyes in pain and shared her memories with her inner demon.
After the inner demons had finished processing all the memories, Xue Tong had already brought Shen Suan Zhenren over.
The old man, dressed in an elegant light blue robe, looked at Xue Lan with eyes full of worry:
"Lanlan, is there some unexpected event in the desolate region?"
"You've only just survived your tribulation a few days ago; you still need to consolidate your cultivation."
Looking at Shen Suanzhen's concerned expression, Xue Lan felt a pang of sadness and was about to burst into tears, but she forced herself to hold them back.
The woman's eyes were red, and her voice was unnaturally hoarse, but she still managed a forced smile as she spoke:
"Master Uncle, the peach blossoms will be in bloom soon, we can set off earlier."
Shen Suan Zhenren observed Xue Lan's expression and quietly performed some calculations with his hands behind his back.
The hexagram, which had been very blurry in previous divinations, became slightly clearer this time.
only……
The old man clenched his teeth, his hands, hidden beneath his green robe, trembling uncontrollably.
It was a dead end, with no chance of survival.
This is fate!
The old man sighed inwardly, then suppressed his overwhelming heartache and turned to walk towards a peach tree not far away.
"Master Uncle!" Xue Lan called out softly to Master Shen Suan. He saw the old man wave his sleeve by the peach tree, and the life force in his sleeve transformed into butterflies, instantly causing the tree to bloom with peach blossoms. The old man picked the most beautiful branch and then took out a painting from his sleeve and unfolded it.
Xue Lan's pupils contracted sharply, and her heart was gripped tightly!
"Uncle!"
The woman quickly stepped forward and grabbed the old man's arm: "What are you trying to do?"
The painting that Master Shen Suan took out was the "Five Peaches" painting that he never parted with.
"Lanlan." Master Shen Suan gently turned his head to look at Xue Lan, a single, turbid tear appearing in his usually gentle eyes.
He held the bright peach blossom in his hand and slowly traced a line on Xue Lan's palm.
The woman's bright red blood moistened the broken ends of the peach blossom, making the petals even more beautiful.
Xue Lan saw Shen Suan Zhenren pull his arm out of her hand, and then gently pat the "Five Peach Painting" three times.
The first blow scattered all the remaining flowers in the courtyard.
The second time, the withered peach tree turned to ash.
On the third strike, the chessboard shattered.
After three strokes, only a lone little peach tree remained on the "Five Peaches" painting, supporting a small pink cloud all by itself.
A metallic taste of blood welled up in Xue Lan's throat, and his mouth reeked of blood whenever he spoke.
"Uncle-Master, what should we do about Xiaoshan?"
Shen Suan Zhenren looked at the usually composed Xue Lan and trembled slightly:
Why leave him alone?
Shen Suan Zhenren sighed softly and placed the peach blossom branch that had absorbed Xue Lan's blood into the painting.
Once the peach blossom branch entered the painting, it immediately took root and grew into a huge peach tree at an extremely fast speed, with its pink petals falling all over the courtyard.
"Lanlan." Master Shen Suan gently patted Xue Lan's head, his face filled with tender apology:
"This is the last time I'll trouble you, Uncle-Master."
The old man carefully rolled up the scroll depicting only two peach trees and placed it into Xue Lan's hands, his tone unusually solemn:
“Please look after that child for my master’s sake; he’s been timid since he was little.”
"If he asks, just say that Yuan'er and I went on a long journey."
Xue Lan shook her head painfully: "Uncle-Master, Xiao Shan won't believe me. I promised him..."
"Don't you understand?" Shen Suan Zhenren looked at Xue Lan gently:
"It's just an excuse."
"Even if the peach grower dies, the peach trees must live on, bloom in profusion, and bear abundant fruit."
The old man in blue sighed softly, then raised his hand to wipe away Xue Lan's tears:
"Lanlan," the old man smiled freely and calmly, his tone gentle and peaceful.
"You and Xiaoshan must live well, may your lives be filled with beauty and abundance!"
After saying this, the old man took the lead and walked towards the outside of Xie Cui City, his figure as thin as a willow branch.
Xue Lan knew that he was going to fulfill the divination he had made with Gong Yuan.
One divination can determine life and death; one divination can reveal the secrets of heaven and earth.
My heart is as firm as a rock; I will never turn back!
The woman raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face and spoke to Xue Tong and the inner demon behind her:
"Let's go too."
The group followed closely behind Master Shen Suan as they walked out of Xie Cui City, where they encountered Wu Yijun, who was holding a small puppet, at the city gate.
The woman, dressed in a striking indigo outfit, immediately placed the small object in Xue Lan's hand upon seeing her.
"If you need to find Yan Chengxue, let Zhenzhen make the trip for you."
Xue Lan took the small puppet and placed it on her shoulder: "Thank you."
Her speech lacked her usual frivolous and carefree manner, and Wu Yijun immediately sensed something was wrong. The woman took out an exquisite storage bag from her sleeve and handed it to Xue Lan:
"These are some rare materials from Xie Cuicheng's mine. I thought you would like them, so I brought them to you."
"Xue Lan!"
Wu Yijun gave Xue Lan a bright smile: "May your journey be smooth and your wishes fulfilled."
Xue Lan reached out and took the storage bag from the woman's hand, forcing a bitter smile onto her face:
"Thank you, Junjun."
"When I go there, I will surely turn the world upside down!"