Chapter 6: Secret Realm

Xi Meng glanced at the little thing lying on the ground pretending to be dead and resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

Her eyes turned slightly, breaking down the other person’s words and reinterpreting them: “Are you worried about me?”

Perhaps because Xi Meng had a water spirit root, even after walking in the desert for several days, she did not look tired and still looked lively. Especially her eyes, which were always filled with a moist and clean light, which was breathtaking.

Along the way, these eyes would look at Wen Xi and blink from time to time. Logically, she should have gotten used to it. But in fact, it was completely the opposite. The more she looked, the more she felt like she was deeply trapped.

Both her eyes and Xi Meng carried a strange magic, and Wen Xi avoided her gaze.

“I guess so.”

Xi Meng pursed her lips when she heard that, leaned over to pick up the little green snake on the ground, and winked at it playfully: “In this way, I won’t let Wen Xi down.”

Wen Xi’s eyes were calm: “Yeah.”

Xi Meng opened the palm holding the green snake in front of Wen Xi: “Since it is a gift from you, you can give it a name.”

Her words were both overbearing and tender, making it hard to refuse.

Wen Xi looked down at the beauty of the white jade and the green color, and it was really difficult to say the name “Wen Lake.” After a long while, she finally uttered a more elegant name: “Chenbi.”

“Chenbi is good; it suits it very well,” Xi Meng said happily.

“As long as you like it.”

The corners of Wen Xi’s mouth curled up slightly, a slight curve that she herself didn’t even notice.

“You…”

Xi Meng’s mood at this moment was a bit like the moment when she waited in the wind and rain for eighteen days and finally saw the silver-core pure jade lotus bloom.

Things that take a lot of effort are always enjoyable when they are finally harvested.

Wen Xi saw her slightly dazed look and looked puzzled: “Hmm?”

Xi Meng came back to her senses, looking at Wen Xi’s eyes filled with soft light, and even her voice was extremely gentle: “I like it very much. If I can’t see Wen Xi in the future, I will look at Chenbi, so that I can always think of you.”

Wen Xi thought she was talking about what happened after she left the secret realm, and after thinking for a while, she said, “People’s encounters are like floating duckweed, gathering and dispersing unpredictably, so there is no need to worry too much.”

Just when she noticed that the other party’s attitude had softened a little, she told her that people come and go like this, which shows that she doesn’t care about her at all.

Xi Meng gritted her teeth secretly, thinking that it was indeed a block of ice; it just wouldn’t warm up after being warmed for so long.

But this is more challenging, isn’t it?

Xi Meng was depressed for only a moment and then immediately said: “Duckweed has no roots, but you and I have feelings; how can we compare it?”

Wen Xi remained silent, apparently disagreeing with what she said.

But Xi Meng was used to being hit, so she immediately looked at him with resentment and complained, “You are so cruel. People can develop feelings for a piece of wood after spending a long time with them, but you have no mercy at all on me, are you a living person?”

Is she soft-hearted? Of course she is. If she wasn’t soft-hearted, she wouldn’t have tolerated her again and again.

Wen Xi was always honest, so she nodded and said, “Yes.”

Xi Meng raised her eyebrows upon hearing this. Not only was she not surprised, but she pressed further, “So you’re saying we’re friends now?”

Her eyes were so aggressive that Wen Xi couldn’t help but nodded: “Yes.”

Xi Meng immediately moved to her side and put her hand on her shoulder: “Then let me ask you again, since we are friends, can I keep you in my heart? Will you miss me?”

“I…” Wen Xi suddenly stood up, “I’m going to practice swordplay.”

Xi Meng, who was left where she was, sighed. It was really hard to tease her. She still had a lot more to say.

*

The quicksand area is not conducive to flying, so the two spent most of their time walking after entering the desert, which slowed down their speed a lot.

Two days later, the two encountered three people who were attacked by red-tailed scorpions. After Wen Xi rescued them, he found out that these three people were actually disciples of Yiyuan Sect.

“Big sister!”

As soon as they saw Wen Xi, the three of them burst into tears.

The three of them stayed in the desert for a long time and were chased by a red-tailed scorpion. They were already in a miserable state, and with their tears and snot, they looked even shabbier.

Wen Xi took a small step back without leaving a trace, and said in a deep voice: “Stand still, just tell me what happened, there’s nothing to cry about.”

Three grown men, crying like a mess, did not behave like disciples of an immortal sect at all.

With this comparison, she had a higher opinion of Xi Meng in her heart. Even though she looked embarrassed, she still had her own character.

The man on the far left looked a little calmer, and calmed down and said, “Big Sister, this is what happened. The three of us were traveling together with other disciples in the sect a few days ago, but we met a group of people from the Yinhun Sect the day before yesterday, who attacked us from behind while we were fighting the monsters. The other side had more people, and when Senior Brother Ji Yun saw that we were no match for them, he tried his best to stop most of the enemies, giving the disciples a chance to escape.”

“After I escaped with my two junior brothers Qiu Er and Zuo Shan, I wanted to inform the other disciples, but we ran into a group of red-tailed scorpions on the way. Fortunately, the senior sister showed up in time and the three of us were able to save our lives.”

The three of them had finally escaped from the villain’s hands, but were attacked by monsters and almost died. They were exhausted both physically and mentally after the continuous fighting, so it was no wonder that they were so excited to see her.

This is understandable.

“You guys escaped, but what about Ji Yun?”

Wen Xi was not too worried about this junior fellow apprentice. Firstly, in her dreams, the other party had good strength and luck, and could always escape danger; secondly, the message talisman she sent to the other party did not work, so she thought it should be nothing serious, but she still had to ask.

As expected, Zuo Shan in the middle also said, “When I left, I saw Senior Brother Ji blasting many talismans. It seemed that he still had some power left, but I don’t know what happened after that.”

“Okay, I got it.” After asking questions, Wen Xi learned that the Yinhun Sect was chasing them. He was worried about the three of them leaving alone, so he said, “You guys should rest up first and stay with me for a while. Then I’ll look for other Yiyuan Sect disciples nearby and gather them together first.”

“Yes, Senior Sister.” The three answered in unison.

After settling the three people, Wen Xi turned to Xi Meng and said, “I’m sorry, i has something going on, I can’t just sit there and watch. You…”

Xi Meng hurriedly said, “Of course I will go with you. Or do you think I am a burden and don’t want to take me with you?”

“Of course not.” Wen Xi quickly denied.

Xi Meng said: “Then don’t say anything else. If you want to find someone, I will go with you.”

Wen Xi was grateful for her understanding: “Thank you.”

Xi Meng looked at the expression on her face and felt that she liked her even more, which made her happy. Therefore, she was not stingy in revealing some information to her.

“You know I’m from the Demonic Sound Sect, and I also have some understanding of the Ghost Sect.” Xi Meng lowered her voice and said, “The cultivation methods of demon cultivators are different from those of you immortal cultivators. The ones in our Demonic Sound Sect are relatively good, as they only use sound to confuse people’s minds. Apart from that, the cultivation methods of most demon cultivators are extremely bloody and cruel.”

“Like the Yinhun Sect, almost all the people in this sect control human souls. In other words, they use human souls to raise evil spirits. But raising ghosts also depends on talent and cultivation. The better the talent and the higher the cultivation, the more powerful the ghost raised. But where do these souls for raising ghosts come from? Some people like to slaughter mortals, while others target you, the talented cultivators.”

“Of course, the Yinhun Sect may not be the only one coveting disciples of you famous sects. Sects like the Corpse Puppet Sect may also be involved. I can only tell you now that our Demon Sound Sect should not be involved in this matter. As for other demon sects, I don’t know. And if they really acted in a planned way, maybe it’s not just you, but disciples of several other righteous sects may also be targeted.”

Most of this information was not secret. Even someone as ignorant as Wen Xi thought it was just news circulating among the demon cultivators, and he never doubted why Xi Meng was so sure.

After knowing the purpose of the Yinhun Sect, Wen Xi felt an extra sense of urgency.

After the three of them rested for a while, they hurriedly began to gather the remaining disciples. When they met other righteous sects on the way, they also informed them of the news they knew.

After searching for five days, he only found one third of the disciples.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Wen Xi suddenly received a letter from Ji Yun asking for help.

The activation of the signal talisman indicated that the situation over there was critical. Wen Xi ordered the other disciples to hurry over slowly, while he and Xi Meng rushed all the way to the battlefield as quickly as possible.

When the two found Ji Yun, he was fighting with the people from the Yinhun Sect, and there were several disciples from the Danding Sect next to them.

The others were better off and could barely cope.

Ji Yun had to take care of his enemies while keeping an eye on Zhong Yingying beside him, and the pressure was doubled.

Upon seeing this, Wen Xi put Xi Meng down without saying a word and used her sword to chop off the Yinhun Sect disciple who was attacking Zhong Yingying from behind.

The demon cultivator’s arm was severed, and the skull-shaped magic weapon in his hand fell to the ground, letting out a shrill howl.

“Ah, go away!”

Zhong Yingying was nearby and was the first to be affected. She held her head and covered her ears to express her pain.

Wen Xi remembered that Xi Meng had told her before that the people of the Yinhun Sect were skilled at using evil spirits to disrupt people’s minds. Now that the ghosts were out of control, their power had doubled, and Zhong Yingying was unable to resist for a while.

Wen Xi swiftly stabbed into the skull. She possessed a special physique, and the breath of heavenly fire within her was both a hazard and a help. Its extreme yang attribute was the nemesis of ghosts.

The evil spirit within the magic weapon was burned to ashes before it even had time to wail.

The owner of the magic weapon spat out a mouthful of blood. He was not like Wen Xi, who could simply pick up an iron sword and wield it. This skull could be considered his natal ghost weapon.

Now, his lifeblood was shattered, and most of his life was gone. Suddenly, only one thought remained in his mind.

–escape!

Unfortunately, before he could put this idea into practice, he watched as his head was torn from his neck.

After killing the man, Wen Xi flew over to assist others without blinking.

Xi Meng and Chen Bi, who had come together, also joined in to help eliminate the enemies.

With the aid of Wen Xi and the other two, the situation changed instantly. In just half a minute, most of the Yinhun Sect disciples were killed, and the few remaining survivors were no longer able to fight back.

“Senior Sister, what should we do with these people?” Ji Yun asked hatefully while looking at the remaining captives.

Wen Xi glanced at the several fallen Yiyuan Sect disciples on the ground and said mercilessly, “First, find out their purpose, then kill them.”

“Okay.” Ji Yun nodded and said, “Then I’ll ask Junior Brother Liu Si to interrogate him. He is a disciple of the Discipline Hall.”

“Okay.” Wen Xi agreed and then looked at the others.

“Big sister, fellow Daoist.”

The remaining disciples of Yiyuan Sect and Danding Sect said in unison.

Wen Xi first addressed a few people from her own sect: “You should meditate and heal your wounds first, and rest for a while.”

“Yes, Senior Sister.”

After settling the people from Yiyuan Sect, Wen Xi turned her attention to the disciples from Danding Sect.

“Xu Hua would like to thank fellow Daoist for saving my life on behalf of my fellow disciples.”

Wen Xi waved her hand, not caring much. She briefly explained the situation to these people, allowing them to heal their injuries on their own and contact their fellow disciples, then she moved on.

Xi Meng walked up to her, saw the blood on her sword, and held down Chen Bi’s head in time.

She now knew who was the culprit that had poured water on her when they first met. In order to prevent Wen Xi from following in her footsteps, she half-forcibly and half-patiently taught Chen Bi how to control the size of the water column.

“Give me the sword, and I’ll clean it for you.”

Wen Xi shook her head and refused, “No need.”

Just as Xi Meng was about to ask why, she saw the iron sword in Wen Xi’s hand suddenly shatter into powder and drift away in the wind.

No wonder when she was in the forest earlier, she always felt that the iron sword she wielded every day seemed a little different. So this was the case.

Not only was Xi Meng surprised by this sudden change, but Zhong Yingying, who was behind her and wanted to cause trouble, was also shocked.

She thought Wen Xi saw through her thoughts and did this on purpose, and the anger on her face immediately disappeared as she hesitantly called out, “…Senior Sister.”

Wen Xi turned around and glanced at her, her face cold: “Anything else?”

Zhong Yingying glanced around and didn’t see Ji Yun, so she curled her lips and said, “Nothing, thank you, Senior Sister, for saving me just now.” After that, she ran away.

Xi Meng looked at Zhong Yingying’s back and said, “Your junior sister looks pretty good, but she doesn’t seem to have a good temper. She doesn’t seem to be thanking you, but rather seems to be looking for revenge.”

She had just seen the other party approach with anger.

“Yeah.” Wen Xi responded casually, but her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of Xi Meng’s fair and slender wrist, and she noticed a bloodstain had appeared on it. “Are you injured?”

Xi Meng lowered her eyes to take a look, then condensed some water droplets to wash it away: “No. I didn’t see it just now. It was someone else’s blood that splashed on it.”

After she finished speaking, she realized what was happening and stared at Wen Xi in surprise: “You…”

“I’m glad you’re not hurt.” Wen Xi nodded, her face calm again. “Thank you for your help just now.”

Xi Meng was secretly delighted with this discovery and said, “How are you going to thank me? Just a thank you is not enough.”