coobybook Chapter 437 This wasn't the first time he'd killed his own sister.
Chapter 437 This wasn't the first time he'd killed his own sister.
Using Lei Chuxi's status as the young master, the three of them successfully entered the Thunderclap Palace, a success that seemed rather strange.
Lei Chuxi flicked his sleeve, and two beams of light, one bright and one dark, flew out from it, transforming into Xue Lan and the inner demon when they landed on the ground.
The inner demon looked around and couldn't help but speak:
"Having lived for three thousand years, this is the first time I've ever entered the Thunderclap Palace of the Thunder Roc Clan."
The Thunderclap Hall was pitch black both inside and out. The three of them were standing on the plaza in front of the main gate of the Thunderclap Hall.
Seventeen pitch-black stone pillars stand in the square, each entwined with purple lightning and carved with lifelike, terrifying thunder rocs poised to take flight.
The stone bricks beneath their feet were carved with array patterns that attracted and gathered lightning, continuously absorbing the lightning from the stone pillars and converging it at the center of the array.
Everything within the Thunderclap Hall contained the power of thunder and lightning, and even faintly stirred a trace of the aura of the Heavenly Dao.
Xue Lan spoke softly to Lei Chuxi:
"No wonder your sister couldn't hold on. This Thunder Palace, filled with the purest yang thunder, is nothing short of hell on earth for cultivators who have developed inner demons."
The woman walked swiftly in a southwest direction.
"Didn't your Zhenzhen say anything before participating in the annual training?"
Lei Chuxi followed behind Xue Lan, thought for a moment, and said in a heavy, hoarse voice:
“A month ago, on the night I was appointed the young master of Leipeng City, Zhenzhen came to see me.”
A little girl dressed in snow-white stood in front of him, her voice soft:
"Brother, can I skip the annual training?"
Lei Chuxi slapped her forehead:
"I told her at the time that every disciple of the Thunder Roc Clan had to participate in the annual trials, without exception. Even if they didn't place..."
"Even if you don't get a ranking, your brother won't blame you."
The little girl lowered her head, her voice a little hoarse:
"I wish I were as good as my brother."
Thinking back carefully, that was the first time in the last three years that Lei Chuzhen had contacted him at night and said so much.
Xue Lan flew straight forward:
"Haven't you noticed at all that the child has been damaged for so long?"
"How can you be a good older brother?"
"You call yourself my brother?!"
Lord Wolf really wants Xue Tong to come and deal some damage right now.
Lei Pengcheng was so terrified of Sui Lian, yet Lei Chuxi, as his older brother, hadn't even noticed.
If you can't raise a child, then don't raise one! Just give it to her!
"Why not have the talent honed at Jiyue Mountain!"
Inner Demon: Her language was so filthy!
The group arrived at a place not far from Lei Chuzhen, sparks flying as they made their way there. Xue Lan slowly landed on the ground, the hair on her wrist completely gone.
All around was a thick, dark fog, which looked like layers of curtains that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Xue Lan raised her hand and slapped Lei Chuxi across the face:
"I cannot make a move in the Thunderclap Hall, otherwise if your elders find out, things will get complicated."
"Now go find Zhenzhen."
Xue Lan's voice was extremely solemn:
"You are her brother, you must find her and protect her."
The boy blinked, his eyes darkening: "I'm her brother, I have to protect her."
Muttering these words, the boy turned and flew into the dark mist.
The inner demon watched Lei Chuxi enter the thick fog and spoke softly:
"Xue Lan, do you think this is right?"
Xue Lan gently raised her hand, and the ruined soft gold fabric flew out from the woman's sleeve, extending outwards like an intricate spider web and probing into the dark mist.
"what happened?"
The inner demon tidied his somewhat disheveled silver hair, a mocking smile playing on his icy blue eyes:
"Lei Chuxi's obsession doesn't seem to be about saving his own sister."
Xue Lan was slightly taken aback: "What makes you say that?"
A wisp of pitch-black demonic energy appeared at the demon's fingertip, tilting in a certain direction like a candle flame. The woman's voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotion:
"You know I like to absorb demonic energy; it's my instinct."
“There is demonic energy around here that I can devour.”
Xue Lan instantly understood the meaning of the inner demon, and her hands paused slightly. She sighed softly.
"We're too late... no..."
We were wrong from the start!
The inner demon looked at Xue Lan, whose expression seemed somewhat melancholy and helpless.
Lord Wolf King gently raised his hand to cover his eyes:
"You're right, I really should change my habit of seeking perfection."
Upon learning in Floating Light City that Lin Buyu's obsession was to save his mother, Lei Chuxi prejudged that he also wanted a perfect outcome.
But she forgot that there are people in this world who live a life of debauchery, yet yearn to return.
Some people will never turn back no matter how many dangers and obstacles they encounter.
What Lei Chuxi wanted was perhaps never a second chance, but rather a liberation of her own.
Xue Lan let out a long sigh, her gray eyes trembling, and she remained silent.
"If Lei Chuxi wanted to prevent Lei Chuzhen from dying in the Suilian from the beginning, then he should have been in a time before Lei Chuzhen developed his demonic heart, not now."
"What's done is done, but I can find peace of mind."
The inner demon's voice sounded somewhat ethereal, like a light, drifting cloud.
Xue Lan smiled bitterly and murmured:
"To enter into someone else's dream with my own body is ultimately an overstepping of my bounds."
The Yuanming Realm is filled with countless humans and demons; what is each person thinking?
Even someone as involved in numerous causes and effects as Xue Lan couldn't see everything clearly.
The inner demon hadn't finished speaking; the woman spoke again:
“Perhaps before you and I arrived, this wasn’t the first time Lei Chuxi had killed his own sister.”
"A cycle, over and over again..."
Lei Chuxi walked through the dark fog, her future shrouded in gloom, accompanied only by the faint sound of sobbing in her ears.
The crying was so faint it was almost inaudible, interspersed with the girl's soft murmurs:
"Brother!"
"It's alright, Zhenzhen, your brother is here!" Lei Chuxi replied.
"Brother, I don't want to practice swordsmanship..."
"It's alright, Zhenzhen. You don't need to practice swordsmanship anymore!"
"Brother, just kill me!"
The fog in front of me dissipated in an instant, and the scene before me suddenly became clear.
Lei Chuxi looked at the girl who had been corrupted by demonic energy and was lying on the ground like a broken doll not far away, and a faint purple light flashed in his eyes.
The clothes Zhenzhen was wearing were bought for her two years ago; they were made from Nightfire Grass, a specialty of the Feather Clan's sacred land.
Zhenzhen has a red mole between her eyebrows, which she has had since she was a child.
"Zhenzhen..."
The boy's voice was incredibly hoarse, as if it had been scraped by something rough. His black clothes began to tear, and new wounds appeared on his body.
Lei Chuxi slowly walked towards Lei Chuzhen and embraced the girl whose veins were shattered.
It's like when two fledglings nestled together in their nest.
"Don't be afraid... Zhenzhen."
"Brother will take you back."
The sharp sword pierced the spine of the girl in the boy's arms, destroying her demon core, and the weight in the boy's arms vanished instantly.
The girl, writhing in agony, wore a relieved smile as she transformed into a baby bird with purple feathers in Lei Chuxi's arms.
Lei Chuxi blinked gently, and a tear fell to the ground.
“This is the seventeenth time, really…” Lei Chuxi began softly:
"My brother is leaving."