"Filthy Demon Clan, go and die!" Lu Yucheng sneered, raising his long sword, ready to deliver a fatal strike.
At this critical mont, Jin You felt sothing inside her body snap with a "crack".
A violent force erupted from her Dantian, instantly coursing through her entire body. Her silver hair began to move without wind, and her eyes turned into a bottomless purple.
"You...!" Lu Yucheng’s face changed dramatically, but it was too late to withdraw his sword.
Jin You raised her hand and directly crushed the Top-grade Spiritual Sword! Her nails beca sharp and pitch-black, and more complex demon patterns surfaced on her skin.
An overwhelming pressure emanated from her, forcing the cultivators around to retreat with pale faces.
"Demon...Demon General Level?!" Lu Yucheng finally realized what kind of being he had provoked, but it was too late.
Jin You’s figure appeared before him like a ghost, her black claws piercing through his chest directly.
Lu Yucheng looked down incredulously at the large hole in his chest, lips trembling as if trying to say sothing, but in the end, only a few indistinct syllables ca out:
"You are... Bai... Family..."
Before he finished speaking, his body collapsed to the ground like a rag.
An eerie silence fell over the surroundings, followed by terrified screams. Jin You looked blankly at her blood-soaked hands, the demon blood inside her still roaring for more slaughter. But the remaining rationality told her she must leave imdiately.
"Catch her! The Demon Clan kills openly, breaking the rules of Three Realms City!" The shouts of guards ca from all directions.
Jin You grabbed the fallen Jade Bottle and, before more people surrounded her, transford into a shadow and darted onto the rooftops.
Behind her, she heard the whizzing of arrows, feeling several specially designed Demon-breaking Arrows graze her body, causing intense pain.
But she couldn’t bother with these now. The rampaging demon blood within her caused unbearable agony, and during the escape, a few elixirs from the life-saving bottle fell out.
She could only desperately run towards the city outskirts, the torches of her pursuers like a long dragon, lighting up the gloomy night sky of Three Realms City.
When finally escaping the city gates and jumping into the icy waters of the moat, Jin You, in a daze, recalled Lu Yucheng’s lips before his death.
He spoke of the "Bai Family" — the Demon Clan family annihilated by Lingbo Palace in conjunction with other sects twenty years ago.
The river water poured into her mouth and nose, the bone-chilling cold temporarily suppressing the boiling demon blood inside her. Jin You’s last thought before losing consciousness was: her identity could no longer be hidden.
Jin You’s eyelashes trembled in the cold, her crimson hair soaked by the riverwater clinging to her pale cheeks like frozen bloodstains.
She struggled to open her eyes, the amber vertical pupils constricting sharply from intense pain — the wound on her left shoulder pierced by the Demon Hunting Silver Arrow oozed black blood, with her Demon-Demon Mixed Blood physique causing the poison to burn within her veins.
The flickering flas in her vision blurred into golden spots, but what truly arrested her breath was the hand resting on her forehead —
"Awake?" Si Lingle’s fingertips were like jade soaked in moonlight, the coolness seeping into her skin yet strangely suppressing the burning pain of the wound. As she leaned down, her ink-black hair draped beside Jin You’s neck, the scent of light fragrance mingling with the tang of blood into a warm aroma.
Jin You jerked back into a curl, her beast-like vertical pupils locked onto the other.
Si Lingle said in a calm tone, "The demon hunter’s silver arrows are laced with Withered Bone Vine, move a fraction more, and the toxin will eat through your heart."
Si Lingle’s fingertips brushed over Jin You’s shoulder, ice instantly sealing the festering wound, the cold pricking Jin You into a shiver.
"Why save ?" Jin You’s voice was hoarse, her Demon-Demon Mixed Blood identity having led to rejection by the Human Clan and disdain by the Demon Clan since childhood.
Si Lingle suddenly said, "I save who I want, there’s no reason."
Si Lingle rested by You River, and the Great King and others fished in You River for Si Lingle to grill.
It was the Great King who fished Jin You out.
Si Lingle, of course, saw the demon clan bloodline in her, but seeing Jin You resembled Dry Mother Qingyi a bit, she decided to save her.
Jin You stared in a daze at Si Lingle — her wet clothes had long been replaced by dry ones, and Si Lingle played with the arrowhead extracted from her wound, the silverware lting into liquid in her palm.
"Here, take the elixir."
"Thank you, I am Jin You."
"Yun Hua." Si Lingle gave her true Taoist Na.
Jin You received the elixir and swallowed it.
Then she ditated to regulate her breath.
Jin You’s injuries were quite severe, but the elixirs given by Si Lingle could heal her wounds.
After five days of regulating her breath, Jin You’s injuries recovered about eighty percent, but not completely.
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