Wen Renye obviously didn’t believe the “fix the door” excuse. Staring at Jiang Zheliu’s blood-stained lips, he undid the metal clasp and his blood-soaked cloak dropped to the ground.

    Wen Renye reached out with his hand, using a finger that had not been soiled by fresh blood to wipe away the red stain from the other’s lips, he frowned and said: “Be serious.”

    Jiang Zheliu’s lips were very soft, carrying a slight chill. Just from that one touch, he could feel his frosty breath.

    Jiang Zheliu grabbed a hold of the other’s wrist, not at all fazed by the wet blood on the other’s hands. He glanced over his wrists but did not discover any injuries. He didn’t ask anything about it, instead he took another look at the two horns on the other’s head and then with a serious tone in his voice: “Little monster, my shidi smashed the door and I accidentally activated the bracelet.”

    Wen Renye frowned: “How could there be so many accidents?”

    It really wasn’t wrong to call him a monster, as soon as he was away from Jiang Zheliu, his entire body would reek of death and unbridled killing intent, resembling exactly those evil doers in novels, killing anyone in their path without a trace of mercy.

    Wen Renye turned around, swept a glance over to the damaged door. Then his gaze followed the long trail in the snow that led up to a person who was trying to get up with difficulty. Zhu Wuxin was pressing the palm of his hand against the sword to try to pull himself up.

    Wen Renye recognised that sword. He also recognised the scabbard.

    The entire scabbard of the Ling Xiao Sword was a faint blue. It was made from Millenium ice. On it were a number of engravings and carvings of rare and precious beasts，namely the four divisions 1. Upon it was even the engraving of the two words “Ling Xiao” that was personally carved by the founder of the Ling Xiao Sect. The sword was impressive and imposing.

    The first time Wen Renye saw this sword, it was in the hands of Jiang Zheliu. The sword had exhibited an extremely insipid and deep chill. The tip of the sword was moistened by bright-red blood that was left from the strike to his chest, a bloody stain from his heart.

    Jiang Zheliu had flicked his wrist and stuck the sword back into the scabbard. That small glimpse of the world’s most indescribable sword-intent was collected and preserved in that icy scabbard, and the sword intent had sunk into silence in an instant.

    Wen Renye clenched his fist, his bones making a crunching sound as he did. His murderous purple eyes grew darker and darker, the still moist blood dripping from his fingertips.

    He had hastily changed back into his human form when he was hurrying back here. The bodies of devils are fierce and atrocious looking. He was in a hurry that he hadn’t actually fully transformed completely. In this moment, the double horns covered with devilish patterns on his head silently faded away, as if they had ever existed.

    But just as he was walking towards Zhu Wuxin, he was gently called back by Jiang Zheliu.

    In this world, aside from him, there could be no one else that could stop this Devil Lord. But at this time, Wen Renye’s rage was so inconsolable that he didn’t even want to listen to Jiang Zheliu. With his back facing the latter he said coldly: “I can’t believe I didn’t know you were such a masochist? You don’t fight back when hit, you don’t retort when being insulted.”

    “When shifu was on his deathbed, he held my hand and said that he wanted me to protect him for the rest of my life.” Jiang Zheliu stared at the back of Wen Renye, his tone softening as he slowly said, “Ninety li is merely a half of a hundred li journey2, I am only one step away from departing this life.”

    The devilish energy hovering in front of Zhu Wuxin did not dissipate.

    It took a few more breaths before the black blade which had killed countless people, withdrew itself and was slammed viciously into the snow, making the snowflakes dance wildly around it.

    Standing between the two, Wen Renye turned to Jiang Zheliu and stared at him, “Why do you say it’s only one step away? When did I allow you to die.”

    Jiang Zheliu was stunned for a moment hearing the insistence in his voice.

    “I won’t kill him but you have to come with me to see the physician. If you refuse I’ll immediately kill him!”

    The Devil Lord slowly eased his grip. He retracted his hand, the slender black blade followed suit and dissipated into the air.

    “Don’t tell me that you want the choice to live or die. Jiang Zheliu, you have never really lived for yourself. How do you dare say that there is nothing left to live for?” Wen Renye walked up to him. The red devilish marks on his neck were faintly glowing, his fury still unabated, “I want you to recover. You must listen to me.”

    ————

    He turned his eyes to watch the sulking little devil staring at the medicine stove, not saying a word to him.

    The candle flickered. Jiang Zheliu continued to look at him for a moment before saying, “What were you doing before you rushed back today? Is everything okay?”

    Before Wen Renye rushed back, the Devil Realm were prying open the third Xuan Tongju Gate4 to eliminate the beings inside. When the battle was gaining momentum, the trembling sound of the bracelet suddenly called out to him so he returned to Jiang Zheliu’s side without even thinking.

    Xuan Tongju Gate isn’t actually a gate, but just an underground crevice. The Devil Realm is barren and infertile so the Devils replied upon the three naturally formed Xuan Tongju Gates in order to obtain a large amount of resources and treasures. But living beneath the cracks, there were many, many different species of indescribable creatures, that have not yet gained spiritual enlightenment so they were truly fiendish.

    At that time, it seemed the battle was going their way, nothing should have gone wrong.

    Wen Renye looked at the hot medicine and said, “It’s fine.”

    After he said that, he turned his head to look at him, just in time to see Jiang Zheliu looking down at the box of ointment, his eyelashes fluttering slightly, casting a faint shadow under his eyelids. He paused for a moment before saying: “……I didn’t frighten you being covered in blood right?”

    Jiang Zheliu looked surprised but then he joked with a slight smile in his tone, “I was also covered in blood when I suppressed the border of the Devil Realm back then, were you scared by me?”

    Only then did Wen Renye come back to his senses and realise his own silly question. But he was also still too young when Jiang Zheliu had suppressed the Devil Realm, so he had only heard about it, and not seen it with his own eyes.

    The medicine had cooled down sufficiently, and Jiang Zheliu had only taken a few sips when he heard the other’s voice.

    “In a few days, let’s go to Dan Xin5 Monastery.”

    He wasn’t unfamiliar with the words Dan Xin Monastery, even the Immortal physician there wasn’t unfamiliar to him. His name was known across all the Realms.

    “To see Yu Jinnian?” Jiang Zheliu said, “He doesn’t save sick people that have one foot in the grave.”

    “You’re not.”

    “Okok. I’m not.” Jiang Zheliu could only agree with him. He said in a placating way, “I will work hard to keep on living, do anything you say.”