The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Divine weapons refer to the weapons of God.

The reason why the Chiyang Sword is the only magic weapon in the world of immortal cultivation is because it was left behind by the ancestor Honghua after his ascension.

But ever since Honghua became the last person to ascend to heaven five thousand years ago, no magical weapon has appeared in this world again.

"Magic weapon?"

Lou Fuyue was stunned.

The sword is already special enough. If it is given the title of a divine weapon, it is hard to imagine how much attention it will attract.

"It is far more special than the Blazing Sun."

Ji Wushe shook his head, "It consumes my spiritual power."

Compared to spiritual power which can be restored after being consumed, the consumption of spiritual power is completely irreversible.

Lou Fuyue stood up suddenly: "Then Junior Sister——"

Ji Wushe raised his hand to stop him: "According to my observation, the sword only absorbs the spiritual power of other people."

Otherwise, they would have stopped Chao Zhao as early as when she used her natal sword.

But after so long, Chao Zhao was still able to control his own sword with ease without any discomfort.

What Ji Wushe didn't say was that the sword vaguely allowed him to touch the boundary gate.

It was only later that he realized that the door that had always been some distance away from him in his dream might be the legendary gate to the upper world.

But the gate was closed and he could not go any further.

This reminded Ji Wushe of the warning left by Honghua ancestor when Xue Xingzhi was attacking the divine thunder.

The way of heaven is flawed, and now the sword of destiny has descended into the human world again and has become Chao Zhao's natal sword.

It is hard to imagine how much responsibility the Heavenly Dao has put on Chao Zhao to fill those gaps.

From ancient times to the present, those who are born with a destiny have always ended up with sacrifice.

Ji Wushe's selfishness and desire to protect Chao Zhao told him that he didn't want to see this ending.

"...If my guess is correct, the person behind all this was in cahoots with your father."

As soon as the word "father" came out, Lou Fuyue's body suddenly tensed up.

The deep red couldn't be suppressed in Xili's eyes and eyebrows, revealing a strong sense of hostility.

"Fu Yue."

Ji Wushe stopped him in a low voice, "Calm down, his spirit has already dissipated."

"......Yes."

The deep red in Lou Fuyue's eyes gradually dissipated, but the hostility and hatred in her eyes were difficult to dissipate for a while.

"This is also the reason why I asked you to restart the secret stakes. Those dead soldiers only obey the orders of the Lou family bloodline. After he dies, you will be their only master."

Ji Wushe came to his side, patted his shoulder gently and comforted him silently.

"Master knows that the nightmare has been tormenting you, but if you resist everything he does, Chao Zhao will become the same person you were before."

Hearing this, Lou Fuyue's body trembled slightly.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "...We can't let our junior sister become the center of the sacrificial array."

No one knew better than him how excruciating this was.

"We're not going to let that happen again."

Ji Wushe's calm tone carried a reassuring power, "Turn the past that tortured you into the wings that protect Chao Zhao now."

......

Three months later.

Chao Zhao practiced swordplay in the open space outside the cave in the morning light and dew.

The rising sun dispels the chill of the night with its warmth. Mountain streams flow, tree shadows sway, and birds fly by.

The floating butterfly was perched comfortably on a drooping branch, quietly stretching its wings.

Zhao was practicing swinging the sword, and the sword spirit asked her unwillingly: "This little demon is too leisurely, sir, don't you plan to send it away? It is a demon."

Chao Zhao ignored it, but Liu Huandie was already stressed when he heard this.

"Damn Sword, you're trying to sow discord again!"

It flapped its wings and came to Rag, who immediately threatened it back.

"If you come any closer, I'll chop you in half!"

"Wow!"

The antennae on the forehead of the Flowing Illusion Butterfly were so angry that they flashed with a dreamy color. Not to be outdone, it retorted, "You have such a rusty and blunt sword, and you still dare to brag!"

"What do you know? If it weren't for God——"

Paola was talking halfway when he suddenly noticed the quiet atmosphere and stopped talking immediately.

Chao Zhao stopped in disappointment: "Why don't you continue?"

Rags felt wronged: ".........Sir, you teamed up with this little demon to deceive me."

"I didn't say anything."

Chao Zhao twitched his lips and said, "Who told you to be so mean and bully Xiaodie?"

“I’m doing this for its own good!!!”

Ragnarok said he was wronged, "If you don't believe me, you can ask your master. The law of the jungle has always been more deeply rooted in the demon race than in the human race."

"what?"

Chao Zhao and Liu Huandie looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes. Then they both clearly heard a heavy sigh from Raglan.

"This little demon is the last of the Flowing Illusion Butterfly. The reason why the evolutionary fantasy species are given the word 'evolution' is because their species are born for the survival of the fittest."

"It is the last descendant of this group. Evolution is mandatory for it. If it continues like this, the only thing waiting for it is extinction."

"Ok?"

Chao Zhao suddenly looked at Liuhuandie.

Liu Huandie was also stunned, and said innocently that he felt very good.

Chao Zhao said nothing more.

The demon race, like humans, must constantly practice to prolong their lifespan, but Liuhuan Butterfly is still young and cannot feel the passing of his own life.

"fine."

Chao Zhao comforted it, "You don't have to think about these now."

Liu Huandie: "Yes! I will listen to Master Chao Zhao!"

Having said that, when Chao Zhao was resting at night, Liu Huandie sneakily woke up Polan.

"...Don't act like a thief."

Raglan looked at Liuhuandie, who was so cautious because of his guilty conscience, and was speechless.

"Shh, don't disturb Lord Chao Zhao's rest!"

When they reached the room where Chao Zhao was resting, Liu Huandie asked Palan embarrassedly, "Can you help me return to the demon tribe?"

After following Chao Zhao for so long, Liu Huandie also understood the current situation of the demon clan.

After the great war with humans, the Demon King was sealed, and the remaining demons either stayed in Huangtun Valley or hid in their own territories and never appeared again.

Rags did not answer it directly, but said: "I want to stay with the adults."

"So you know how to get back, right?"

Liu Huandie's eyes lit up.

Tattered said with a "tsk". "You little devil, I saw you were not interested during the day, why are you so active now?"

The antennae of the Flowing Butterfly drooped slightly, and its voice was a little light and fluttery, as if it was whispering: "Because Xiaodie wants to stay with you for a little longer..."

Rags heard it.

It sighed.

"Forget it. Have you heard that there is a sea called the Sea of ​​Smoke near Zhongzhou in the South China Sea?"

"No, I don't know."

Liu Huandie shook his head.

It has been living in the mountains and forests since its birth and has never left Beicangzhou, let alone going to the South China Sea.

"The Smoke Sea is a remote and mysterious area, with sea fog all year round that confuses people, so few humans set foot there... But it is the territory of the Smoke Sea Monster King. If you want to enter the monster tribe, the fastest way is through her."

"Oh......"

Liu Huandie nodded, not quite understanding.

Raglan couldn't help but taunt it: "With your cultivation level as a little demon, let alone finding the Smoke Sea, it's even a question whether you can leave Northern Cangzhou safely."

At this moment, Chao Zhao's sleepy voice suddenly sounded from behind Yidie Yijian: "Why are you two still awake in the middle of the night?"