Chapter 754: Her Death Notification

Chapter 754: Her Death Notification

The Demon Spirit felt it was only a matter of time before it shut itself in, no, it had already shut itself in. Listening to the wise words every day was tormenting—worse than death.

This woman must be crazy, trying to turn an evil Demon Spirit back to righteousness? What a delusion!

“Stop reciting, just stop…”

“You, don’t say anymore. Just tell me what you need me to do, I’ll do it… just stop reciting…”

The Demon Spirit, imagining it could make a comeback, was now left to meekly beg for compromise.

“My request is for you to calm down and study the sacred texts. Reading is beneficial, of course, you can only passively learn; we can study together and cultivate ourselves.”

“Please, just don’t make me read those things. I can do anything as long as it’s within my capacity.”

A humble Demon Spirit, begging online, would it not be laughed at by other Demon Spirits?

“No way. At first, you may resist, but gradually studying, you will grasp the noble spirit and wisdom of ancient sages. It will be greatly beneficial.”

Liu Shuqin would not compromise; studying together and learning the wisdom of ancient sages would surely influence the Demon Spirit.

And this Demon Spirit gradually became the most cultured Demon Spirit in history.

Liu Shuqin ventured out alone, searching for Lin Nuo’s whereabouts while also exploring clues about why he harmed the populace.

Her dreams came suddenly, with no warning, revealing fragments that left her in suspense.

This was obviously not a coincidence; there must be intricacies involved.

She was always after this truth, the truth about Lin Nuo.

She set out flying on her sword, soaring high above, scanning the land for Lin Nuo’s trail.

After flying for a long time, she still could not find Lin Nuo or even a hint; she could feel herself descending.

“If he suddenly went out, how could you find him so easily?”

The Demon Spirit commented. Gradually, it began to converse with her like a friend, unlike the majority of other Demon Spirits who lured their hosts astray.

“Junior Martial Brother, every time I look for you, it never goes well. Yet when I’m busy with something else, I can run into you. Maybe I should change my approach. Come on, let’s hunt demons and eradicate evil.”

“No, I’m a Demon Spirit…”

“What of being a Demon Spirit? You’re already changing. It means your essence isn’t inherently bad. Surely there will be a day when the common people will revere you.”

Demon Spirit: “…”

You’re getting more outrageous! You want me to save the world? How crazy is that! I’m a Demon Spirit born from forbidden techniques. You’re asking me to hunt demons and eradicate evil?

Unbelievable! This has never been so ridiculous before.

But what could it do? Did it have a choice? It could only follow along.

So the Demon Spirit experienced life as a champion for the people. As for finding the opportunity to turn the tables? Laughable, it had no chance at all.

It thought that if this continued, it would truly retract its evil ways and turn over a new leaf.

Wouldn’t it be laughed at by all Demon Spirits under heaven?

What could it do? In this life of chaos, debts had to be repaid. Zhang Yuanxu, that person, ruined my life as a Demon Spirit; he surely would not have a good end!

While Liu Shuqin was out, she also performed many good deeds, showing her chivalrous spirit and earning the admiration of the townsfolk, yet she still did not encounter Lin Nuo.

She could only wait, believing fate would have them meet again.

In a village, kind-hearted townsfolk arranged a place for her to stay, and she settled down to rest.

One night, feeling somewhat fatigued, she covered herself with a blanket and closed her eyes to sleep. Soon after, images began to manifest in her mind.

This time, she wasn’t looking down from a god’s view, but experiencing it from a first-person perspective.

She found herself in Wutu City, her hometown, during an invasion from an alien race, defending the city.

But within, a rebellion erupted; there were traitors in the City Lord’s Mansion. The momentum was dire, and the Liu Family Army was desperately suppressing the rebels.

Alas, with enemies both internal and external, these rebels were in league with the alien attackers, launching a direct assault.

Liu Shuqin had to protect the townsfolk, allowing more to evacuate, but as she fought the rebels, who had long planned their betrayal, she found herself in a dire situation, exhausted and depleted.

In the end, she was struck down and fell into a pool of blood.

At that moment, Liu Shuqin saw everything from a first-person perspective, facing the reality, even feeling the terror of impending death.

Then she regained her godlike view, looking down at it all.

Wutu City fell, the townsfolk were captured and killed, screams filling the air.

As this scene vanished, the setting changed to Tianling Mountain, where she saw Lin Nuo.

It was the same Lin Nuo from before, lowly in cultivation, struggling, ridiculed by his peers, with no smile upon his face.

Then, news reached the Xuanyun Sect—she had died in battle.

That was truly bad news; the entire Xuanyun Sect held a funeral for her.

Lin Nuo’s expression seemed largely unchanged, but once he left the crowd to be alone, he went to the Bamboo Forest and cried.

A man’s tears are not easily shed, yet there he was, watching the lush green below the cliff, feeling as though all its vitality had dimmed.

Then, he wore no smile, becoming reclusive, and each time he visited the Bamboo Forest, it was only him, silent and withdrawn.

This routine persisted; others progressed, gaining opportunities and fame, while he remained in the mountains, isolated in the Bamboo Forest, gazing down at the woods.

Then, in a blink, time flew, transitioning to Zhang Yuanxu’s return, followed by Lin Nuo going to Zhang Yuanxu’s establishment, acting out her previous methods, transferring spiritual energy, yet mingled with the Demon Spirit.

After that, the Demon Spirit was exposed, injuring disciples, fleeing, falling into rivers, surviving in the wilderness, developing a solitary and dark personality, engaging in the Black Market, resorting to any means possible, killing fellow disciples, and even not sparing innocent townsfolk.

Ultimately, it climbed to that mountain peak before the spring.

With a leap, it took a plunge.

Then she woke up, drenched in sweat.

“What is this…”

Liu Shuqin clutched her head, recalling the events in Wutu City. Indeed, there had been rebels, and thankfully a mysterious figure had eradicated them in time.

She had an inkling about who that mysterious figure was—surely it was Lin Nuo.

How could someone unfamiliar with Wutu City solve the rebel leaders so swiftly?

There was much behind this.

……

Deep into the night, in Demon Abyss Valley.

Lin Nuo woke up with his forehead dripping with sweat.

What was this? Why was he dreaming of his past as a useless person?

That wasn’t the key issue; the real concern was Liu Shuqin’s death notification—he even dreamed of that moment.

“Master, what’s wrong with you…”

Ling Meng snuggled up to Lin Nuo, wrapped in the same wolf fur blanket, waking up suddenly along with him.

“It’s nothing, just had a nightmare. Sorry for disturbing you.”

“A nightmare? It’s alright, Master, Ling Meng is here with you, so don’t be afraid.”

Ling Meng hugged Lin Nuo tightly, comforting him.