The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

This matter really doesn't make any sense

Translated by Vaishu

Edited by Vaishu

Yin Biyue was extremely tense along the way. He always felt like a sneak attack was coming from behind, and he never rested for a second.

It wasn’t that he had intentionally revealed his might, but that he had long since gotten used to engaging in battle and had forgotten to restrain himself.

The moment he saw Luo Mingchuan, he finally thought to relax.

He didn’t know that when he felt weak, the others would think that he was unbelievably strong.

The disciples of the Vast Expanse School gathered around and exclaimed one after another.

“It’s actually Senior-apprentice Brother Yin!”

“Senior brother Yin has entered the small success stage!”

“Isn’t this too fast? I don’t want to live anymore …”

The unsociable Yin Biyue nodded in acknowledgment.

“This trip to the Eastern Continent to exorcise demons and make a breakthrough.”

In the eyes of the crowd, this slightly cold and detached reaction still made him seem like the same person as before, with a cold and warm expression.

Without batting an eyelid, Luo Mingchuan took two steps forward and formed a defensive posture, blocking in front of Yan Ziyue.

Seeing this, He Yan Yun laughed, “Senior Brother Yin, you’ve been working hard the whole way, so don’t disturb his rest.”

“We haven’t finished with Da Nang yet. Xiao Lian, come with me.”

Although he was speaking to Ruan Xiaolan, when his words entered the ears of the crowd, they all came back to their senses.

“Wait, let’s go together …”

“Senior brother Luo, accompany Senior brother Yin to rest.”

The crowd at the edge of the sea instantly scattered like birds and beasts, and soon only the sound of wind and waves could be heard.

Luo Mingchuan slightly turned his body, his eyes showing a faint smile, “Congratulations on your breakthrough, Junior Brother.”

He looked calm and composed, no different from his usual self.

What he said was irrelevant.

However, the hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched. All of his attention was focused on restraining the surging emotions.

He was afraid that if he relaxed even a little, he would pull the person in front of him into his arms and then merge them into his blood and bones, never to separate again.

Yin Biyue walked around the Eastern Continent, becoming more powerful, along with her killing intent also growing.

It was as if even the edges of his eyebrows had become sharper.

But now, Luo Mingchuan was the only one in front of him. Once again, he heard a familiar voice. Even if it was just a single sentence, he suddenly let down his guard.

Almost instantly, he was submerged.

“Master went to the Sword Tomb.”

“I don’t know when I’ll be back …”

Yin Biyue spoke, his voice becoming stuffy.

Luo Mingchuan understood what he meant after he said those random words.

The churning emotions in his heart all turned into fine heartache. He looked at the person in front of him with rapt attention and said seriously, “It will be fine.”

“We have to believe in the Sword Saint.”

If it was anyone else, the more they consoled him, the more useless it would be.

But when Luo Mingchuan said it out loud, he had a mysterious power to soothe people’s hearts.

The two of them stood very close to each other, and he suddenly had an urge to hug his senior brother.

He thought so and did so.

He didn’t think too much about it.

It was warm.

In Ye Cheng, in Xing Shan Temple, in the Vast Expanse Mountain, the warmth was the same, making one feel at ease.

Luo Mingchuan was caught off guard, and a slightly cold breath suddenly filled his chest. A wisp of white hair brushed against his cheek in the wind, and his breath came in contact with his, causing him to feel a little itchy.

He was startled as he stood still on the spot.

A moment later, the tightly clenched hands in his sleeves slowly loosened and finally landed on the back of the person in his embrace.

He raised his hand and patted it. The force was very light and restrained.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that he had become too reliant on his senior brother.

He had considered this question when Luo Mingchuan was unconscious.

His reliance on his senior brother exceeded his initial trust and might cause him trouble.

Not to mention, he had already won the title and was going to hold his own.

How could he be like an ignorant child, nestling in the arms of his senior brother to seek peace of mind?

Too useless.

Thinking of this, his face became redder and redder. His cheeks began to heat up, and he wanted to retreat out of Luo Mingchuan’s arms.

However, for some reason, his senior brother was clearly embracing him. Although he did not seem to exert himself, he was abnormally firm in his resolve, and he was actually unable to break free.

Then I’ll lean back a little longer.

Just for a moment.

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The return journey was smooth sailing.

He didn’t know if it was because someone was with him, but the more he looked at the mountain and the water, the more he felt comfortable.

After they reinforced the formation at Da Nang, they headed towards Cang Ya and discussed the defense line with the local influential families along the way, leaving behind the transmission talismans.

A lot of tedious work through the hands of Luo Mingchuan, piece orderly arrangement down.

Within the scope of the protection of the Vast Expanse Mountain, the refugees were basically accepted by the large-scale towns such as Liyang City. The situation had stabilized.

As for the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, there was no news from the Po Qin Sect on the other side of the mountain.

This winter had come especially early. After the leaves had fallen, the frosty grass covered the sky.

When Bei Feng was sweeping up the ground, they returned to Cangya Mountain.

Many disciples gathered at the entrance of the mountain and waited, swinging their swords from afar.

He felt distracted, feeling like he had returned to the village to bid farewell with a sword.

At this moment, he felt a sense of familiarity coming home.

What he didn’t expect was that when he arrived at the Qing He Palace, he would be able to see the people he knew from the Falling Flower Hall.

When Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan were called, the Sect Leader, Zheng Yang Zi, Jun Yu, Liu Chuang, and Yan Xing were all there, as if they were in the middle of a discussion.

They walked up to pay their respects and discovered that the purple robes of the Luo River were exceptionally eye-catching.

Chen Yi stood up and clasped his hands, “Dao Friend Luo, Dao Friend Yan, it’s been a while.”

Luo Mingchuan returned the greeting with Yin Biyue and smiled, “Thank you for your trouble, Daoist Chen.”

Chen Yi’s facial features were ordinary, but his temperament was as gentle as ever. However, Yan Ziyue felt that his aura had become more condensed, at the very least, it was much stronger than when he was fighting with Cheng Hua.

“Senior Brother Luo!”

“Senior brother Yin!”

Yin Biyue turned around at his name being called. Cheng Tianyu, who was dressed in a brocade robe, was also present.

Perhaps it was because the cultivation base in the entire palace was the lowest that the presence seemed weaker. The more he thought about it, the more certain it was not a matter of height.

Cheng Tianyu respectfully greeted them with a somewhat calm appearance.

Zheng Yangzi coughed lightly and everyone sat down.

Chen Yi said with a straight face, “The two of you must have had a hard journey. You shouldn’t be bothering me right now. It was only because of an emergency that you came.”

Cheng Tianyu continued, “Senior-apprentice Brother Zhong and Senior-apprentice Brother Song want to protect Qing Lu, so the sect has sent me to discuss this with you.”

Luo Mingchuan frowned, “What happened?”

The few of them could be considered to be close even if they didn’t fight. They all admired each other with some youthfulness, so naturally, they didn’t need to be polite when they spoke.

The more Yin Biyue thought about it, the more he felt that the atmosphere in the hall was off. Eldest Brother and Second Sister had always been quiet, but Third Brother actually didn’t say anything today.

“One of the Palace Masters of the Twelve Palaces of the Devil Dao has come from the Eastern Lu.”

Yan Yu’s heart sank, “The one from the Golden Palace?”

He had seen the huge emperor carriage from afar in the wasteland and had assumed that they would only be moving about in the Eastern Continent.

After all, after the demonic war, although there was still endless friction between the orthodox cultivators and the demonic cultivators, there were no powerful demonic cultivators on the other four continents.

It was like a custom.

Both sides recuperated and did not attack each other.

Chen Yi said, “It should be.”

“Among the messages, only the Palace Head of the Golden Palace would travel in an imperial carriage that was as tall as a pavilion. On the imperial carriage, there would also be a curtain covering the sky.”

Cheng Tianyu said, “They passed by the subsidiary cities of the Middle Land, the Luoyang Sect, and then crossed the sea. They were almost at the foot of the Green foothills of the Southern Land.”

“I didn’t kill anyone along the way. I didn’t even make a move. I don’t know the reason.”

The more he frowned, it seemed like it was a good thing not to kill or attack, but it was harder to fathom the hidden intention and plan.

Just as the Sword Saint entered the Sword Tomb, a Palace Master of the Twelve Palaces of the Devil Dao left the Eastern Continent. This was undoubtedly a sign of danger and chaos.

Zheng Yangzi thought even more about it. The LifeStream Sect had Crooked River, and the Green Foothold Sword Sect had Zhou Yuandao. They were the only sub-saints in the world.

However, if he rashly made a move, a full-scale war would probably break out. This would be the second devastating war against the Dao Demons.

So, Chen Yi and Cheng Tianyu came to the Vast Expanse, bearing the burden of exchanging news, and even discussing the important responsibilities of the Alliance.

In terms of the long lives of cultivators, they were still too young. However, in the eyes of the seniors in the sect, they were already beyond their years and could shoulder important responsibilities.

He looked at his own disciple, who was also young.

The era of stars that the headmaster spoke of was not bad. The future of the cultivation world still had to be placed in the hands of these youths.

Seeing that his master did not speak, Luo Mingchuan knew that this matter was also up to him to decide.

“The current Palace Mistress killed her master a hundred years ago. Her foundation is not stable, so if she rashly goes into battle, she might have other plans.”

Chen Yi felt a deep sense of agreement, “That’s right.”

If he wanted to go to the Southern Land, there was a closer route on the sea.

“Why are you still in the Midland?”

Cheng Tianyu frowned, “If the two continents have something she’s plotting, then why is it that there’s no movement at all along the way?”

“Perhaps …”

“It’s not that complicated.”

Liu Shushuang suddenly opened her mouth, everyone was looking at her.

Yan Xing immediately understood. “Yes.”

“Other than the people from the Demon Palace, who else has seen what the Palace Master looks like? Only Second Senior Sister.”

As he said this, everyone remembered that Liu Chushuang had participated in the battle at the Western Ice Mountain. They also remembered the Palace Mistress’ name, Yu Zhan.

Ao Xue Shuang Cangya Liu, Hibiscus spread eyebrows and gold palace jade.

A hundred years ago, no one didn’t know.

Liu Shushuang and Yu Zhan Shan fought and won’t able to win, they both became famous at the same time.

However, after that, one person returned to Cang Ya Mountain and bitterly cultivated. If he did not enter the world again, he would shatter all the bones and meridians in his body and endure twenty years in the depths of the snowy plains, eventually obtaining great success in his demonic arts.

When Yu Zhan successfully killed his master and became the new Asgard Master, his status surpassed his name.

These two sentences were no longer mentioned.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Liu Shushuang said, “She should be thinking of coming to the West Continent, to Cangya.”

But…

She can’t tell the southwest. “

Cheng Tianyu’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What?!”

Liu Shushuang also felt that no one believed what she said, but the truth was like this, so she had no choice but to admit it.

“Other than the east, south, and west, she still doesn’t know the way.

“Then we’ll go a long way.”

This time, even Chen Yi felt that it was absurd. “She has so many subordinates, yet she doesn’t recognize any path?”

Liu Shushuang said, “That’s not it.”

“It’s just that she looks as gentle like water, but in reality, she kills without batting an eyelid.”

Yan Xing said, “Which side she says is the west, who dares to say that she is wrong?”

“Pointing the deer as the horse and the guide as the west, it’s not hard to imagine.”

Liu Shuren nodded seriously.

Yin Biyue looked around, feeling that everyone was broken down inside, except for his calmness.

This was especially so for Chen Yi and Cheng Tianyu, who had rushed over ten thousand miles in a single move. This matter was truly unreasonable.