Chapter 16:14

  4、

  Fang Yuan's heart hung up, she didn't dare breathe out, staring tightly at Zi Die.

  Just now, she seemed dignified and just, but the shadow of death made her heart fearful.

  She didn't want to die, and even more so, she didn't want to die unclearly on this deserted island.

  The Buddha spoke of the three realms: the Desire Realm, the Form Realm, and the Formless Realm. The world we live in is part of the Desire Realm. Only by abandoning all desires, love, and physical form can one escape the suffering of the six paths of reincarnation and reach the other shore - the Formless Realm. In the Formless Realm, there are no desires, no love, not even a physical body; both body and mind are extinguished, in complete stillness.

  Fang Wan didn't want to become a Buddha, nor did she want to reach the so-called "colorless realm". She just wanted to love wholeheartedly in this mundane world, even if it would hurt again, she was willing to face it.

  Zi Die's face was solemn, her finger pointing at Fang Yuan, her mouth murmuring words.

  Fang Yuan knew that Zi Die was stimulating the Gu poison in her body.

  It was strange that Fang Yuan didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. But on the opposite side, Zi Die's face began to show a painful expression. Her skin, which was originally smooth and white as snow, now appeared with many black spots. At first, those black spots were very small, almost imperceptible to the naked eye. But before long, those black spots gradually enlarged, densely packed, and soon covered all of Zi Die's skin. What was terrifying was that these black spots moved on their own, chaotically and disorderly.

  Fang Yuan let out a scream - she had never seen such a terrifying scene. The purple butterfly, originally as white as Snow White, had turned into an African black man.

  No, not black. Real blacks still look good. But the purple butterfly is black and white, one white, one black, inexplicably strange.

  The purple butterfly looked at her own hand as if she didn't believe it, opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

  She finally realized that some terrible things had happened to herself. Her face twisted, and the great pain overwhelmed her.

  The purple butterfly screamed desperately, but still didn't make a sound. She seemed to have gone mad, using her own body to crash into the trees. Her skin was torn open by the tree trunks, and fresh blood flowed out.

  What kind of blood is that! There are countless small black dots squirming in the blood! No wonder, her skin turned into that color.

  Fang Yuan stared at Zi Die in horror, her eyes wide with shock. The sudden change of events had left her feeling unprepared and flustered. She was well aware that Zi Die had been counter-attacked by the poisonous insect she herself had planted. It was said that the consequences of being counter-attacked by the poisonous insect were severe, and the person who had originally planted it would find it difficult to save themselves, only able to suffer a miserable death in endless agony.

  She didn't understand why the purple butterfly would be counterattacked by the Gu poison. It was said that only after the Gu poison was resolved would this situation occur. The problem was, Fang Yuan didn't even understand the Gu poison, let alone resolve it.

  As the blood flowed out, the purple butterfly's mental state actually improved slightly. She sat in a meditative pose, closed her eyes, and began to chant those strange incantations again. The blood continued to flow rapidly outward, and the black spots on her skin gradually shrank in size.

  After a long time, Zixia opened her eyes, with a tired look on her face and panting heavily. She slowly got up, leaning against the tree trunk for support. Her lips trembled a few times before she managed to produce a hoarse voice: "Fangyuan, what did you do to me?"

  "I didn't do anything."

  "Impossible! How is this possible? What's going on here?" Zi Die was emotionally agitated, she picked up the crossbow at her feet, aiming at Fang Yuan, "I don't care, even if I die, you must accompany me!"

  A faint sigh.

  The purple butterfly was suddenly startled, looked around in a daze: "Who is it? Who's hiding here? Come out!"

  An old voice said: "I don't want to come out, I'm afraid of scaring you."

  The pupil of the purple butterfly contracted, she finally remembered: "It's you! You're not dead yet!"

  "Yes, I'm not dead. Everyone thought I was dead, but I'm not. Girl, are you surnamed Wu or Xu?"

  "Butterfly hesitated and said: 'My surname is Wei.'"

  "Wei?" The old voice seemed somewhat unexpected.

  However, my grandmother's surname is Xu.

  "Hmm, that's right. Your aunt is the youngest daughter of Xu Lao Si, isn't she? During the Temple Riot back then, I didn't see her figure. The Gu technique you're using was taught by her, wasn't it? Poor thing only understood some superficial knowledge and yet she still taught it to you? Didn't she tell you that Gu are affected by their master's spiritual energy, and using them multiple times can easily lead to backlash from the Gu poison? With your current abilities, being able to barely control it is already quite something, and yet you used this unrefined insect Gu three times in just seven days. Since you knew this girl had Blood Jade on her, why did you use such an inferior Gu to deal with her, isn't that just asking for trouble?"

  The purple butterfly finally understood why the Gu poison would backfire. The blood jade on Fang Yuan's body was originally a token of the Moon God, containing immense spiritual power. And the insect Gu he had released was driven by spiritual power, but it was blocked by the blood jade and ended up backfiring on its master.

  "Grandfather Qin! Please, I beg of you, save me!" Zi Die knelt down, tears streaming down her face. Although she had used the Bloodshed Method to temporarily suppress the Gu poison, it was only a temporary solution. Next, the suppressed Gu insects would go crazy and counterattack fiercely.

  "You girl, you haven't learned anything good, but you've mastered Old Fourth's sinister and ruthless ways perfectly. In just a few days, you've killed so many people. I only found out about your Gu technique after seeing the corpses of the dead; otherwise, even I would have been deceived by you."

  It turned out that Chen Feng's body was dug up by this Old Man Qin. Thinking about it, the footprints on the island and the remains at the bottom of the lake were all left behind by him.

  "Alas, I don't understand Gu sorcery, how can I save you?"

  "No, Master Qin, you can save me! My grandmother said that your Soul-Capturing Technique can counter all Gu techniques. As long as you're willing, you can help me suppress the Gu poison in my body at any time."

  "Your grandmother was right, but I'm already over ninety years old now, and my time is near. Let alone using the Soul-Seizing Technique, even running a few more steps could lead to exhaustion. The reason I've been holding on to this last breath of mine is that I want to see what kind of person the new master of the Blood Jade will be."

  No wonder he has been absent all along and hasn't stopped the Butterfly's massacre. It makes sense, no matter how heroic you are, when you reach a certain age, it's just a withered bone in the tomb.

  "Fang Yuan finally spoke up and said: 'Grandfather Qin, I'm Fang Yuan. I've brought the Blood Jade to see you. Can you come out and meet me?'"

  Grandfather Qin smiled: "Fang Yuan, you're good. Sorry, I can't come out to see you. I'm suffering from a terrible illness, and my appearance is too frightening. Besides, seeing your lovely face, who knows, my appetite might be stirred up, and I might just eat you up."

  Fang Yuan shivered: "You really eat people?"

  "It's almost the same. I don't eat human flesh, but I drink human blood. In those years when I was seriously injured and many organs in my body were damaged, I could only eat liquid food. If I didn't drink blood and just drank water, I would have starved to death long ago."

  No wonder Master Quan said he saw the Japanese devils being sucked of their blood by evil spirits. The evil spirit in his words must be this Old Man Qin.

  At this time, Purple Butterfly aimed her crossbow at Fang Yuan again: "Master Qin, if you don't save me, I'll take Fang Yuan with me to death!"

  Grandfather Qin sighed faintly: "You girl, why are you so unreasonable?"

  "I don't want to hear any grand theories! I just want to survive! If you don't save me, I'll make you watch your own successor die right in front of you!"

  "You're wrong! Fang Yuan is not my successor, nor is she anyone else's. She is Fang Yuan, a life form different from anyone in the past. She is the new Moon Goddess! Go ahead and shoot, I guarantee you won't be able to kill her."

  "Ah!"

  Fang Yuan and Zi Die exclaimed in unison.

  How is it possible? Fang Yuan, an ordinary girl like this, how could she possibly become the supreme Moon Goddess of the Moon God tribe?

  The purple butterfly gazed at Fang Yuan, her face changing unpredictably. But soon, she made up her mind: "I don't care who Fang Yuan is, even if she's the new moon goddess, I'll still kill her without hesitation! Having someone to accompany me on the road to the Yellow Springs is better than being alone."

  As soon as she finished speaking, the golden small arrow on Zicheng's hand shot towards Fangyuan like a snake.