si-mexico Chapter 145 First Meeting with Parents
Chapter 145 First Meeting with Parents
"Brother Xie, who is this young lady?" Lin Xuanjin bowed slightly to the woman in red and immediately turned his curious gaze to Xie Cang.
“She is Miss Feng Qingyi.” Xie Cang’s cheeks flushed slightly, and his voice softened somewhat: “She is also my wife.”
Feng Qingyi wore a vibrant, fiery red dress, the red like a plum blossom standing firm in the dead of winter, its blossoms bright and dazzling, warm and radiant, yet carrying a hint of untouchable coldness. The red dress swayed gently in the wind, like a burning flame. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, simply held up with a white jade hairpin, a few strands falling casually over her shoulders, adding to her gentle beauty and untamed spirit.
"Hello, sister-in-law!" Lin Xuanjin greeted warmly, then turned to Xie Cang and said somewhat petulantly, "Brother Xie, why didn't you tell me about such an important event as your marriage? I didn't even prepare a gift for you."
Unexpectedly, Xie Cang's face turned slightly pale. He tried his best to explain something but remained silent for a long time.
Feng Qingyi quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "A-Cang didn't tell you because he was afraid of disturbing your training. Xuan Jin, A-Cang didn't mean it, don't be angry."
Lin Xuanjin waved his hand and said cheerfully, "It's alright, sister-in-law. I'm not angry with Brother Xie."
The three chatted and laughed for a long time.
Xie Wanning watched silently from the side. She reached out, wanting to touch Feng Qingyi, but only grasped at empty air. Her heart ached, and she murmured to herself, "Mother, I've finally seen you."
She had met Feng Qingyi. Before she first encountered her inner demon, she saw a departing woman in red in her own consciousness space; that was her mother.
Her gaze fell on Xie Cang. The same surname evoked a sense of familiarity from somewhere; that man was her father.
Xie Wanning stood quietly to the side, watching her parents. Joy and sadness were intertwined in her heart. How she wished time could stop at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, the scene before my eyes changed.
It was a scene of utter devastation.
The once peaceful and tranquil Yingxue Sect was massacred, the white snow was stained red with blood, leaving only severed limbs and corpses buried by the wind and snow.
Xie Wanning ran to the top of the mountain and saw that Yingxue Palace was burning fiercely. Lin Xuanjin was holding Xie Cang, who had already lost his breath, and cried out in pain, "Brother Xie, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Surrounded by crazed demonic cultivators, they wielded swords and blades, slashing at Lin Xuanjin. Lin Xuanjin's eyes were filled with despair, and he showed no intention of struggling.
Just as a dozen swords were about to strike Lin Xuanjin, a ball of flame flew out from Xie Cang's chest, burning the surrounding demonic cultivators to ashes with a "boom".
The flame went out, leaving only a single red feather.
Lin Xuanjin picked up the feather and put it back in Xie Cang's arms, only to find that there were already two identical feathers in Xie Cang's clothes.
The phoenix only gives its tail feathers to the person it trusts most. It can unleash the power of the phoenix to resist attacks from those at the Nascent Soul or even Mahayana stages.
Xie Cang obtained three phoenix tail feathers. He used two and saved the last one for Lin Xuanjin. He knew Lin Xuanjin would come to him and be in danger, so he wanted the tail feather to protect Lin Xuanjin, which was also his responsibility as an elder brother.
How could Lin Xuanjin not know Xie Cang's thoughts!
He gripped the feather tightly in his hand, carried Xie Cang on his back, and walked down the mountain.
Along the way, the demonic cultivators relentlessly pursued Lin Xuanjin. However, no matter how many injuries he sustained, Lin Xuanjin never gave up on taking Xie Cang away.
Lin Xuanjin's sword was already broken, and his body was covered in wounds, from which demonic energy emanated. Yet, Lin Xuanjin seemed oblivious to the pain, only engaging in endless slaughter. When his spiritual energy was exhausted, he used his primal power; when his sword was damaged, he blocked attacks with his bare hands. His jet-black hair began to turn white at the ends, until only silver hair and faintly reddened eyes remained.
The demonic cultivators are all dead, but Lin Xuanjin is about to fall into demonic possession.
"No, I can't! Brother Xie hasn't settled in yet, how can I fall into demonic possession!" Lin Xuanjin forcibly suppressed his inner demons and carried Xie Cang away from Yingxue Sect little by little.
"Father! Master!" Xie Wanning wanted to follow, but was held back by an invisible force and could not move at all.
She could only see the two figures, one black and one white, disappear into the wind and snow.
When Xie Wanning opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the domain.
However, Lin Xuanjin in front of him was emanating demonic energy, and his silver-white hair floated in the wind.
Xie Wanning poured spiritual energy into Lin Xuanjin's body, but was backfired by demonic energy. She cried out anxiously, "Master, Master, wake up! Don't let your inner demons control you!"
Lin Xuanjin's brows furrowed more and more as he muttered repeatedly, "Demonic cultivator, don't even think about escaping!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xuanjin suddenly opened his eyes, which had turned into a chilling scarlet red.
"Master!" Xie Wanning tried to wake Lin Xuanjin, but was hit on the shoulder by several ice spikes.
She could only pick up the Luo Ze sword and withstand the next few ice blades.
Lin Xuanjin's sword flashed with a cold light, and dozens of blades accompanied by ice spikes shot directly towards Xie Wanning.
"Ice!"
An ice wall appeared in front of Xie Wanning, but it was instantly shattered by Lin Xuanjin's attack.
Xie Wanning could only desperately dodge the ice spikes.
Faced with Lin Xuanjin's attack, Xie Wanning could only use all her strength to defend herself, as she did not want to harm her master.
Moreover, the master in his demonic state is completely irrational, and even if Xie Wanning defeats him, she still cannot free him from his demonic state.
While dodging Lin Xuanjin's attacks, Xie Wanning tried to think of a solution.
Master collapsed because he lost Xie Cang and was killed. If a "Xie Cang" appeared in front of Master now, would Master be able to regain his sanity?
Xie Wanning rolled her eyes inwardly. Was she going to play the role of her father?
I'm sorry, Dad.
Xie Wanning took out a puppet and inputted part of her consciousness into it.
Lin Xuanjin continued his frenzied attack, shouting repeatedly, "Die, demonic cultivators!" and "Demonic cultivators are a scourge!" His silver-white hair was disheveled, and Lin Xuanjin gritted his teeth, looking like a madman.
"Xuan Jin".
Suddenly, a gentle voice reached Lin Xuanjin's ears.
Lin Xuanjin trembled and turned around in disbelief to see that the white figure was none other than his Brother Xie.
"Brother Xie, is it really you?" Lin Xuanjin's sword clattered to the ground. He rushed over and cautiously reached out his hand, but dared not touch the person in front of him, fearing that this was just a dream and that the person in front of him was just an untouchable phantom.
“Xuanjin, I’m back. How have you been all these years?” Xie Cang reached out and took Lin Xuanjin’s hand.
Lin Xuanjin felt the warmth in his palm, and only then did he realize that the person in front of him was real, and this was not a dream.
He hugged Xie Cang tightly, his voice choked with emotion: "Brother Xie, it really is you! I missed you so much. Back then, I was so eager to travel the world that I left you alone in the sect to fight off the demonic cultivators. If I had been by your side then, would you have survived?"
“Xuanjin, I don’t blame you. Aren’t I right in front of you? I’m back, you don’t need to blame yourself anymore.” Xie Cang smiled, but the smile froze on his face. He looked at Lin Xuanjin in disbelief, his eyes filled with pain and confusion.
A sword was stuck in Xie Cang's abdomen, and blood was gushing out.
Lin Xuanjin wiped the blood splattered on his face, a look of pain flashing in his eyes. He said coldly, "I buried Brother Xie with my own hands. I accept his death and admit my previous mistakes, but that doesn't mean I allow anyone to impersonate him."
Xie Cang transformed into a broken wooden puppet and fell to the ground, while Lin Xuanjin's gaze fixed on Xie Wanning, who was hidden behind him, and said, "Come out."