CHAPTER 386: CHAPTER 140: A NIGHT OF GREAT LOVE, XIANXIAN’S REDEMPTION! DEMON SWORD’S MEMORIES EXPOSED!

Cen Xing’er, her delicate face filled with anger, immediately summoned the Forging Demon Pot.

But she was stopped by her senior sister.

"Xing’er, do you think your senior sister’s heart isn’t also pained?"

Feng Lingxue shook her head, a look of desolation on her face as she said, "As Master said, he has sacrificed so much in his life in pursuit of the ultimate path of longevity. Now, the Five Organ Returning only needs one final step. Can you bear to stop him?"

"But..."

Cen Xing’er was at a loss for words and could only throw herself into her senior sister’s arms, seeking comfort.

Just as the two sisters were embracing each other and offering mutual comfort.

A cold, feminine voice came from nearby:

"Hmph! Lingxue, you’re far too naïve! That old white demon is inherently a pervert craving beauty! Talk of restoring his organs and remolding the demon body are all just pretexts!"

"Only a fool like you would believe it!"

"That damn demon head is clearly lusting after my Xianxian sister’s beauty!"

Lin Moyu leaned against a corridor pillar, her face full of disdain as she spoke.

"Oh, that’s strange, Third Prince, no, Third Princess."

Feng Lingxue walked over neither smiling nor frowning, staring coldly at the other: "As you said, your Xianxian sister is being used as a sacrifice to retrieve organs for my Master, and you, as her royal sister, stand by idly?"

"Could it be that you siblings have some other plot?"

Hearing this, Lin Moyu’s delicate body trembled, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to meet the other’s eyes!

She never expected this.

Despite having become a girl like her counterpart, she was utterly intimidated and suppressed by this divine sister’s aura!

As the two were confronting each other.

With a "boom," the hot airflow in the hall suddenly vanished.

The three of them looked up.

With the surrounding walls of fire all disappearing, at the hall’s end, on the altar of the earth, a man and woman were intimately leaning against each other.

"So quickly, has Xianxian..."

At this moment, Lin Moyu’s heart was pounding, both expectant and somewhat surprised!

However, when she looked carefully, she found!

Her sister, leaning obediently in the demon head’s embrace, appeared surprisingly docile and tame, like a little lamb that had been tamed!

Not only that, she was bowing down, tending to the man...

"How could this be? Could even Xianxian have been brainwashed by this demon head?"

Lin Moyu felt an unprecedented fear in her heart!

Now, Lingxue, who she came with, had voluntarily become the tool of this demon head!

If her sister were also brainwashed and defected, Lin Moyu would be completely alone in the fight!

Just as her heart was in turmoil.

Whizz.

The distant silhouettes of the man and woman suddenly vanished.

In the void, a majestic black dragon, with a girl in luxurious palace attire clasped to its belly, instantly landed in front of her!

Whizz~

Strong magical power surged as the black dragon transformed into human form.

The girl also landed steadily.

"Master!"

On one side, Feng Lingxue and Cen Xing’er almost simultaneously rushed towards the tall demon figure!

Meanwhile.

Originally planning to deliberately sever family ties and go separate ways, at the moment she saw her sister appear in disarray.

Lin Moyu couldn’t help but rush over and tightly embrace her sister: "Xianxian! Are you... are you okay!"

As she shouted, she deliberately leaned close to her sister’s ear, lowering her voice: "Did the plan... succeed?"

Lin Qianqian’s attention was originally all on the master and disciples embracing each other, but upon hearing this, she suddenly froze.

Then, looking desolate, she shook her head and took out a Binding Magic Rope, "Xianxian was useless, with this thing here, there was fundamentally... no chance."

"What!? Failed!"

At her sister’s reply, Lin Moyu felt as though struck by lightning, stumbling back a few steps and collapsing directly to the ground.

"Third Princess, what’s going on?"

"You haven’t even witnessed the moment of my Five Organ Returning, remolding the pinnacle demon body, yet. Don’t be in a hurry to sleep."

Bai Feng sneered, handing a vermillion box confidently to Lin Qianqian:

"Come, Princess."

"It’s up to you to personally attach this final organ for me—’Spleen Aspect · August Earth’!"

"After that, we must return to Blissful Sky Palace and wreak havoc!"

As he finished speaking, full of bravado.

The divine soul suddenly sensed something, and his consciousness flashed in a burst of whiteness!

The powerful soul resonance made his currently unmatched demon body tremble suddenly, falling to his knees!

It’s the Demon Sword!

His Demon Sword was calling him!

At this moment, with the increasingly intense sword aura, Bai Feng once again envisioned the appearance of that Demon Sword!

Not only that.

For the first time, a very unfamiliar memory appeared in his mind—

Under the swirling snow-filled sky.

A pale-skinned, handsome boy with reddened eyes was shouting miserably at a black-clad woman sitting cross-legged:

"I, Bail Qingling, won’t practice swordplay anymore!"