From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 215 Trapped by Demonic Obstacles: Xiao Yao Breaks the Stalemate

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, a nauseating stench of blood filled the air.

Alarm bells rang in my mind, and I turned around abruptly. I saw Blood Fiend grinning maliciously, holding a blood-dripping demonic blade in his hand.

The tip of the knife was pointing directly at a cultivator from the Immortal Realm!

"Blood Fiend! How dare you!" I shouted sharply, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without stirring up the slightest ripple.

Blood Fiend smiled cruelly, licking the blood from his blade. "The law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, is the only rule in the demon realm. This brat from the immortal realm dares to covet my demon crystals; he truly has no regard for his own life!"

Having said that, he swung his sword again, and a sharp blade of energy shot straight toward the immortal cultivator.

"Stop!" Xuan Feng roared, his figure flashing as he stood in front of the cultivator.

He brandished his longsword, and a burst of sword energy collided with the energy of a saber, producing a deafening roar.

The trading market instantly descended into chaos.

Demons and immortal cultivators drew their weapons, glaring at each other, the tense atmosphere about to erupt.

I was caught in the middle, like a small boat in a storm, which could capsize at any moment.

"Fairy Xiao Yao, it seems you've chosen the wrong side." Mo Yan's voice rang in my ears, tinged with mockery.

I gave him a cold look. "I didn't choose any side. I'm just here to make a deal."

"It's too late to say all this now." Blood Fiend's voice was like that of a demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

"Today, none of you immortal cultivators will leave here alive!"

Before he finished speaking, he launched another attack. His demonic energy surged, as if the gates of hell had been opened, and a suffocating sense of oppression swept over us.

Xuanfeng and the others were equally determined, unleashing their magical treasures and engaging in fierce battle with the demons.

The colorful magical light intertwined, like dazzling fireworks, yet carrying a deadly danger.

I am trapped in the middle, caught in a dilemma.

The air around me seemed to freeze, making it hard for me to breathe.

"Fairy Xiao Yao, how about we cooperate?" Mo Yan's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of temptation. "As long as you hand over all the treasures you possess, I can guarantee your safety."

I sneered, "You think I'd believe your nonsense?"

Mo Yan wasn't angry; he just smiled faintly and said, "Then don't blame me for being impolite."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful demonic aura rushed towards me...

"Qingyao..." I murmured softly, my eyes fixed on the figure hidden in the crowd.

The demonic energy of the demonic flames spread like a giant net, enveloping me completely.

I gritted my teeth and mobilized all my spiritual power to barely resist the powerful pressure.

The surrounding air felt like boiling water, scorching my skin and making me feel suffocated.

The light of various spells streaked across the sky like shooting stars, and the explosions rose and fell, making my eardrums buzz.

I felt like a trapped beast, struggling desperately in a small cage.

Sweat soaked my clothes, and my breathing became rapid.

This can't go on, I have to find a way to break through!

While resisting the invasion of demonic energy, I cautiously observed my surroundings, looking for an opportunity to escape.

Just then, Lingyu's voice rang out throughout the entire trading market: "Stop! Everyone, stop!"

His voice carried an undeniable authority, like a thunderclap that resounded in everyone's ears.

Both sides in the battle were stunned for a moment, and their movements gradually slowed down.

"Blood Fiend, as a demon, how dare you openly provoke and disrupt the order of the trading market! What is your crime?" Ling Yu glared at Blood Fiend, her eyes flashing with cold light.

"Hmph, it was that brat from the Immortal Realm who struck first!" Blood Fiend retorted defiantly.

“Xuanfeng, as a guardian of the immortal realm, you also bear responsibility for failing to prevent the conflict from occurring!” Lingyu turned her gaze to Xuanfeng again.

“Lord Lingyu, it was the Demon Clan who started it…” Xuanfeng tried to explain, but was interrupted by Lingyu.

"Enough! I don't want to hear your explanations! Both sides are responsible for this incident! Now, I announce that the transaction is suspended, and all those involved in the fight will be punished!" Ling Yu's voice was full of authority, brooking no argument.

“Lord Lingyu, this…” Xuanfeng wanted to say something, but was stopped by a look from Lingyu.

“And you, Fairy Xiao Yao,” Ling Yu’s gaze fell on me, “Although you did not directly participate in the fight, this incident was caused by you, and you cannot escape responsibility!”

what?

It started because of me?

I immediately felt a surge of anger welling up inside me.

It was Blood Fiend who provoked me first, so how did it become my fault?

"Lord Lingyu, isn't this a bit too unfair?" I couldn't help but retort.

"Fairness?" Ling Yu sneered. "What fairness is there between the immortal and demon realms? You're a useless piece of trash without spiritual roots, yet you've managed to cause such a huge conflict. Shouldn't you reflect on your own actions?"

His words were like sharp swords, piercing my heart.

I feel like a joke, being laughed at and criticized by everyone.

People around them began to whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

I felt like a criminal stripped naked, standing in the public eye, subject to judgment.

"See? I told you she was a jinx!"

"A good-for-nothing like him dares to come to the trading market? He's really overestimating himself!"

"Kick her out!"

All sorts of insults came like a tidal wave, overwhelming me.

My heart sank to the bottom, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside me.

Just then, a gentle voice rang in my ear: "Fairy Xiao Yao, don't be afraid, I'll help you."

I turned my head sharply in the direction the sound came from.

Qingyao stood in the crowd, a mysterious smile on her lips, and a light in her eyes that I couldn't understand.

Lingyu's arrogance and prejudice ignited my anger, and a surge of unwillingness to admit defeat welled up inside me.

I took a deep breath, suppressing the grievances and anger in my heart, and said coldly, "Lord Lingyu, you say I am to blame, but I would like to ask, where exactly did I go wrong?"

My voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire trading market.

The surrounding chatter gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes were focused on me.

"Your mistake was that you shouldn't have been here!" Ling Yu looked down at me. "A good-for-nothing without spiritual roots dares to dream of traveling between the realms of immortals and demons. You're just courting death!"

"Does not having spiritual roots mean you can't come to the trading market?" I retorted. "Is the trading market set up specifically for you high and mighty immortals and demons?"

"You..." Lingyu was choked by my words, and her face became even more unpleasant.

"The Blood Fiend indiscriminately slaughtered innocent people, and Xuanfeng failed to stop it in time. These are facts, so why don't you mention them at all, instead pushing all the blame onto me?" I pressed on relentlessly, refusing to back down. "Just because I'm a 'good-for-nothing,' does that mean I deserve to be bullied by you?"

My words were firm and resounding, like sharp swords, pointing directly at Lingyu's hypocrisy.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and there was complete silence.

Xue Sha sneered, "Little girl, you've got quite the nerve! Who do you think you are? Daring to lecture Lord Ling Yu here?"

“Of course I know who I am,” I met his gaze without fear. “I am Xiao Yao, a mortal who refuses to be controlled by fate! Even without spiritual roots, I will live a wonderful life!”

My words resonated with some people around me. The look in their eyes was no longer one of disdain and mockery, but rather one of respect and admiration.

I looked around and said loudly, "The immortal and demonic realms have been locked in a long-term standoff and constant conflict. Is this really the result you want? Isn't there a better solution?"

As soon as I finished speaking, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

"She's right. This won't do anyone any good in the long run!"

"We should seek a way to coexist peacefully!"

"But the realms of immortals and demons are irreconcilable enemies; how can they possibly coexist peacefully?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, an idea suddenly came to my mind.

I took a deep breath and said loudly, "I have a plan that might balance the interests of both immortals and demons and restore order to the trading market!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"What plan?" Lingyu, Xuesha, Xuanfeng, and everyone else present looked at me curiously.

I smiled slightly, took out a jade slip from my storage bag, and held it high: "This is a brand new trading model..." I paused, my gaze sweeping over everyone, "...It's called 'Win-Win'!"

Qingyao's lips curled up slightly. I handed the jade slip to Lingyu and explained, "The core of this 'win-win' model lies in establishing a fair and just third-party oversight mechanism. The market managers are responsible for supervising the transaction process to ensure that the interests of both parties are not harmed. At the same time, a reward and punishment mechanism is established to encourage honest transactions and punish malicious fraud."

Ling Yu took the jade slip, examined it carefully, and her brows gradually relaxed.

He looked at me with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "This plan is indeed good, well-thought-out, and highly feasible."

Blood Fiend sneered: "You talk a good game, but who knows if it's actually useful?"

I smiled faintly and said, "Practice makes perfect. We can start with a small-scale pilot program. If it works well, we can gradually expand the program."

Xuanfeng also agreed: "I agree with Fairy Xiaoyao's plan. It's much better than the current tense situation."

After some discussion, both the immortals and the demons finally accepted my proposal, and the transaction could continue.

I once again became the center of attention, and everyone's eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

A sense of accomplishment welled up inside me, but at the same time I became even more vigilant.

Beneath this calm surface, there seems to be a much larger undercurrent.

The transaction proceeded exceptionally smoothly, with both parties strictly adhering to the rules and no further conflicts occurring.

Looking at those satisfied smiling faces, I felt increasingly uneasy.

This tranquility feels unreal.

"Fairy Xiao Yao, we were able to overcome this crisis thanks to you," Ling Yu said gratefully as she walked up to me.

I smiled slightly: "You flatter me, Lord Lingyu. I was just doing my best."

"Your wisdom and courage are admirable." Lingyu paused, then said meaningfully, "I hope we can continue to cooperate in the future."

His words sent a chill down my spine; I felt like something was off.

As the transaction was about to be completed, I noticed that Mo Yan's eyes were flickering, as if he was plotting something.

My heart sank suddenly and an ominous premonition came over me.

"Lord Demon Flame, you seem to have something on your mind?" I asked casually.

Mo Yan paused for a moment, then smiled again: "No, I was just thinking that it's great that this transaction went so smoothly."

His smile made me even more uneasy.

"Is that so?" I smiled slightly, my gaze fixed on him. "I hope so."

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.

He slowly reached out and grasped the demonic sword at his waist...

"The deal is probably not over yet."