Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 16: Eliminating Evil (End)

During Nie Xushuang's acupuncture treatment, Luo Zaisui woke up groggily for a while, probably from the pain.

"Senior Sister Nie...cough cough cough..."

Black blood kept gushing from his mouth.

Fearing that the blood clots might block her trachea, Nie Xushuang could only help her up and carefully wipe the corners of her mouth until she saw her vomit blood before she felt relieved.

"Your meridians are damaged, and you really don't feel any pain?"

Nie Xushuang said irritably, "You're just like your senior sister, as if you're afraid you won't die, huh?"

"I...the situation was critical at the time, where was my senior brother?"

"You've been thinking about him all day since you woke up, haven't you? Don't worry, you'll see him one last time before you die."

A bitter pill was stuffed into her mouth, its taste of blood spreading down her throat.

"But before that, save your energy. Your Uncle Lu is coming to rescue you. He should be here soon."

"You know, if you can't do it, don't try to be a hero. You still have that kid Ji Tinghan, right? Or at the very least, you have your junior brother. But you insisted on putting on a brave face. Now look what's happened. Just wait for the Jade-Faced Yama to come and bail you out."

Lu Da, the Jade-Faced Yama, is a legendary figure who once snatched people from the Yama King himself. However, he also has patients he cannot cure, such as his junior apprentice, Luo Zai Shui.

Luo Zai Shui twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyelids drooping, as if she was about to fall asleep again.

"Don't sleep yet." Nie Xushuang inserted another silver needle. "I can't guarantee when you'll wake up again after this sleep. Your senior brother might come and kill me with his sword."

Luo Zai Shui silently tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Senior Sister Nie..."

"Yes, I'm here. Are you feeling unwell? If it's really not good, I'll call Shiming over and have him talk to you for a while. Just don't fall asleep..."

Nie Xushuang got up, wanting to call the people outside to come in.

"No..." Luo Zai Shui gently pulled her hand, "Don't call him, I look...awful like this..."

"Senior Sister Nie, please talk to me for a while..."

Luo Zai Shui's voice was very soft, but it sounded like muffled thunder to Nie Xu Shuang. Perhaps what a doctor fears most is watching a patient die in front of him, while he is powerless to help.

Nie Xushuang lowered her voice: "Okay, what do you want to say?"

"Senior sister...how did you two meet?"

Nie Xushuang knew that she was referring to Ji Yun, and she felt a certain nostalgia for this deceased friend.

"Her? She's so impulsive." Nie Xushuang seemed to recall the past, a slight smile appearing on her lips. "Back then, I hadn't yet joined the Huayu Sect; I was just a little girl with a smattering of medical knowledge."

“My village is plagued by a water monster, but no one wants to move away because ordinary families rely on these few plots of fertile land to make a living. So we all hope that a deity will come to save us.”

"More and more people were being scratched by the water spirit, and my father and I were helpless. My father risked his life to cross the river to collect herbs, and I was the only one in the village who knew medicine. At that time, I thought, how could those high and mighty cultivators possibly notice this place?"

"Until one day, your senior sister carried a sword and dealt with the water monster in no time. But I was so angry. If she had come sooner, so many people in the village wouldn't have died, and my father wouldn't have died. Many people in the village thought so too."

"But she stayed. She said that the place was not cleaned up properly and she had to clean it up before leaving. No one in the village was willing to provide her with lodging and food, so she slept in a tree every day and picked some wild fruit or hunted wild game when she was hungry."

“A kind old lady invited her to stay at her home, but she could tell that the village didn’t seem to welcome her, so she refused. I thought to myself, she’s really foolish. If it were me, I would have left with my sword long ago.”

“That day I saw black blood on her leg with scratch marks on it. I thought she must have been scratched by a floating corpse. She treated the wound in a simple and crude way, just wrapping it with two pieces of cloth as a bandage. I couldn’t stand it, so I offered to bandage her wound.”

"She talks a lot. One minute she's asking if I'm from this village, the next she's asking where I learned medicine. She never stops. I asked her why she's the only one here?"

"She scratched her head and said that she was wandering around when she saw the water monster appear and took action. I asked her again if other cultivators couldn't see it. She remained silent, probably because she didn't know the answer herself. Perhaps she did know, but the answer was cruel, and she couldn't bear to say it. After all, who cares about the appearance of a small village?"

"I asked her again, why didn't you leave when the villagers treated you like that? She smiled and said that it was her responsibility to eliminate evil and protect the righteous path. Besides, the villagers were all victims, so how could she take her anger out on the victims? She would rather use that energy to kill a few more floating corpses."

"Later, after the water spirit was dealt with, she told me when she said goodbye that the outside world was vast, and why not leave the village to see it? I thought about it and agreed, so I left the village. Later, I was chosen by the Huayu Sect and became a disciple of the Huayu Sect..."

Luo Zai Shui pictured the spirited young man in her mind, wielding a long sword, fighting demons and protecting the righteous path—the very person from her memories.

Tears fell silently. She suddenly realized that she couldn't let go of her own life and death. She hated it. She hated the Wen family who killed her senior sister, even though her senior sister was so good.

"Senior Sister Nie..." Luo Zai Shui's nose and throat were sore, "I don't want to die..."

"I want revenge for her, I'm not reconciled... I thought I wasn't afraid of death, but I can't go to see her like this... I'm really not reconciled..."

Seeing Luo Zai Shui cry, Nie Xu Shuang also shed tears for some reason, perhaps thinking of her deceased loved ones.

She frantically wiped away Luo Zai Shui's tears. She thought they had all let go, that everyone had forgotten Ji Yun's death...

How could they forget? Ji Yun's death was like a stone tablet weighing on their hearts, constantly reminding them of the evil of the Wen family.

"Don't cry, don't cry... Live well, we have to find a chance to get revenge, we must live, and get revenge..."

……

Ji Tinghan was setting up the formation in the water, while Jian Muyi and Su Wusi were helping him.

Perhaps the air was too stuffy, Jian Muyi decided to start a conversation: "Ji Tinghan, how did you learn this formation? It seems that Senior Sister didn't teach us."

Ji Tinghan glanced at him, her hands continuing their work, her thoughts already drifting far away: "She taught me this privately."

This is a painful memory.

Human-demon hybrids have never been well-received by either side. Demons consider them weak and easy to bully, while humans consider them not human and are unwilling to accept them.

But Ji Tinghan was lucky; she lived in a village where no one cared who you were.

In this small village located near the Demon Realm, it is common for people to be half-human and half-demon. However, he and his sister lost their parents at a young age and had no one to take care of them. His sister raised him all by herself.

They called it a scuffle, but it was actually stealing food that the villagers didn't want. The food was all confiscated, it was smelly, and it wouldn't fill their stomachs. They just said they didn't let him starve to death.

But that period wasn't too difficult. At night, his sister would hold him in her arms and gently hum the lullabies their mother used to sing.

"Tinghan, when you grow up, your sister will take you away from here. I heard there's a town outside with lots of delicious food and fun things to do. Then your sister will find a job so we won't go hungry."

Ji Tinghan clenched his fingers. Oh right, his sister could have left, but because of him, he couldn't travel that far, so his sister stayed. When will he grow up?

Days passed, but he hadn't grown up yet, and his sister hadn't left.

Until one day, he saw that his neighbor's husband had died, and the widow had left the village with her child.

Yes, if he dies, can my sister leave here and go to the city?

But he was too afraid to die. He was terrified of pain. When the neighbor's body was found, it was mangled and bloody. His sister would be horrified if she saw it.

So he decided to hide himself away quietly. He thought that as long as his sister couldn't find him, she would leave on her own, and then she would be able to live a good life.

"Listen to the cold! Listen to the cold!"

As expected, his sister started looking for him that evening.

"You damned woman, what are you yelling about in the middle of the night! Your cheap little brother might have been captured and eaten by the demons. If you keep yelling, believe me, I'll throw you into the demon realm to keep your dead brother company!"

"Impossible! My brother will be alright!"

Ji Tinghan suppressed the urge to go find his sister. Yes, that's it. As long as his sister thought he was dead, she could leave this place.

Ji Tinghan hid for five days, eating grass roots when he was hungry.

At first, I could still hear my sister calling out, but I don't know when I stopped hearing her voice, and the village became quiet.

Ji Tinghan felt a pang of heartache, thinking that his sister must have already left. However, he was happy that his sister was now living a good life.

He smiled, dusted himself off, and skipped back to the village.

When his sister wasn't around, he could sneak off to eat the village's leftovers. When he got a little older, he could go find his sister, and then the two of them would never be apart again.

Deathly silence... The village, which was usually sparsely populated, was even quieter, and the aura of death enveloped the entire village.

Ji Tinghan's first instinct told him not to go in.

"Having killed so many, I wonder if that's enough?"

"That's definitely enough. I cut off pieces of flesh from those people one by one. No matter what, their resentment should be enough."

“That damned woman, she was filthy, and she bit me before she died, muttering something about ‘brother.’ She must have been crazy. You don’t know, she was staring at me as she died, so I gouged out her eyes.”

Ji Tinghan felt as if his feet had taken root, and a chill ran through his body. Sister, could it be...?

Without hesitation, he rushed into the village. He refused to believe it and wanted revenge!

"Oh, another one coming to die..."

At that moment, he realized the gap in strength; he, who had never lost a fight against the village children, was easily defeated.

He was hanging from a tree, blood dripping from his wounds. Below the tree was a huge pit containing fresh bones, one of which he recognized very well.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill you all!"

"That little brat was spouting nonsense even as he died. Come on, let's bleed him a little and see how long he can last."

It hurts, it really hurts. Did your sister experience this much pain back then?

"Let him go!"

In his hazy state of consciousness, two pure white figures, one large and one small, appeared in front of him.

"He's the only one left. He's quite pitiful."

"These despicable evil cultivators, we'll kill them all sooner or later!"

When he woke up again, his wounds had been treated.

"Senior sister, they are refining resentment." The younger female cultivator was the first to notice the abnormality of the pit.

The older female cultivator stretched and said, "What should we do then? Why don't we call Uncle Xie? We've been chasing these guys for so long without any results. This can't go on."

"I will purify these resentful formations."

"Alright, then you handle it. Once you're done, we need to go back and report as soon as possible. It's likely that more than one village has suffered this undeserved disaster."

Ji Tinghan watched as the female cultivator, holding a paper talisman, approached her sister's corpse step by step.

"No! Don't hurt my sister!"

Without hesitation, he rushed out and embraced his sister's remains.

The female cultivator holding the paper talisman paused for a moment, then looked at the other person, who unhesitatingly pulled him aside: "Silly boy, you almost fell for it just now. That's resentment energy; you could die if you're not careful!"

"No, don't touch my sister!"

Ji Tinghan cried his eyes out, and the man disgustedly tossed him aside.

"Perhaps he wanted to personally see his sister off on her final journey?"

Without hesitation, Luo Zai Shui took his hand and said, "Come on, let me teach you how to say goodbye to your sister properly. We need to help them pass on to the afterlife, otherwise they won't be able to reincarnate."

Upon hearing that it concerned his sister's reincarnation, he stopped crying: "Really? Will she be able to be reborn into a good family?"

Luo Zai Shui said irritably, "Yes, as long as you personally deliver her."

Ji Tinghan learned very quickly. Luo demonstrated it once, and he got it. He watched the white light fluttering in the air and bid farewell to his old friend.

Sister, may you be reborn into a good family where you can have enough to eat and wear in your next life.

"What should we do with this kid?" Ji Yun was a bit of a headache; he couldn't just leave him unattended.

"Perhaps my master would like it?"

"Great idea! Let's consider it a great gift from us to Uncle Xie!"