My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion
Chapter 149 - 129: Being a Good Person

Chapter 149: Chapter 129: Being a Good Person

"A few days ago, the Joyful Sect was confronted by Yin Sword Mountain for an explanation, yet they almost got annihilated. Now, through the Wuyong Building, a Jianghu Emergency Order has been issued, seeking assistance from righteous warriors of all sects."

In the side room, a wooden tray was filled with fine sand, with a divination pen inserted on a bamboo sieve. There was a wooden frame on the tray, and black blood in the sand, clear traces of a divination ritual to summon a deity.

Elder Luo carefully wrapped up the palm of her hand and asked:

"Is the matter with the Joyful Sect taken care of thoroughly?"

"Thoroughly. Everyone thinks it’s the good deed done by Yin Sword Mountain. Besides, the Joyful Sect, being one of the lower tier sects, has always had enmity with Yin Sword Mountain. Previously, they kidnapped a disciple from Yin Sword Mountain, so it’s only natural for someone to eliminate them in anger. No one will suspect we were involved."

He Pingqing reported.

Elder Luo sneered:

"We’ve only been in the Capital City for a short while, and are not deeply involved. We just conveniently gained some advantage. Even if it’s not the Eastern Factory, but the Stop-Ge Command finds us, by then we’ve already returned to the Southern Border."

She glanced at the wound on her hand, her face showing some impatience.

Then, just as Elder Luo was about to say something, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and Elder Luo saw her direct disciple kneeling on the floor, excitedly saying:

"Elder, the Saintess has been found!"

Elder Luo’s face froze, then trembled and asked:

"Really found? Where was she found? Take me to see her."

"According to Elder’s divination, I and a few brothers and sisters split up in the market, and I accidentally found the Saintess outside the pharmacy without alerting anyone on the way."

The woman in black said repeatedly, her voice unable to suppress her joy,

"She’s staying next door. I’ll bring her to you now."

"No, take me to see her, take me over..."

Said Elder Luo, not waiting for the woman in black to get up, she directly set out and walked outside the door.

When she pushed open the wooden door, she saw the well-behaved girl sitting in the chair. Her hands trembled, eyes filled with disbelief, and then she fell to her knees with a thud.

"Wel... welcome... Purity Saintess."

The trembling voice fell, and the people of the magic cult in the room also knelt to the ground, and in an extremely low voice, they solemnly shouted:

"Welcome Purity Saintess."

On the chair, the girl wearing a veil seemed to calmly look around at everyone.

As her gaze fell, the people of the magic cult trembled, a surge of excitement rolling in their hearts.

The main altar at the Southern Border had gathered the three revered Saintesses, and now it only awaited the return of the Purity Saintess. Then the Great Ming Venerate Buddha would emerge, restoring this World of Ignorance. At that time, all the holy ones would appear, saving the enlightened nature, relieving all suffering, and bringing peace to the world.

Compared to the intensely excited crowd, the girl on the chair appeared calm,

but she was flustered.

Yin Tingxue looked over these magic cult people, anxiously pondering.

When she encountered the woman in black, she did not escape immediately, nor did she rely on the Sword Intent left by Zhou Yitang to act.

At that moment, her mind suddenly went blank, then a thought sprang up—she could escape this time, and she could succeed.

Even though she had warned herself many times not to escape, thinking she couldn’t escape, but did she really not want to escape? When she thought of that man, of him wanting her to be his concubine for several lifetimes, to bear child after child for him, she wanted to escape, desperately wanted to escape, just didn’t dare to...

All along, Yin Tingxue tried not to think about escaping, but the word "freedom" would inadvertently flit through her mind, and she was so afraid of that man that she dared not even express hatred.

Maybe she should just escape...

There were so many people, this time she could escape.

Yin Tingxue thought silently, looking around at the crowd, and after some hesitation, she asked:

"...when are we leaving the Capital City?"

Elder Luo’s lips moved; she originally wanted to ask about the Saintess’s situation first but didn’t know how to start. Now, with the Saintess asking, she had to temporarily set aside her confusion and hastily replied:

"Soon, we’ll leave this street and head to the stronghold in the west of the Capital City."

"When the Prince of Annan withdraws his troops and the Capital’s defenses slacken, we’ll leave the Capital overnight."

Yin Tingxue’s heart sank a little.

If we can’t leave the Capital immediately, can we really escape?

She felt a little dizzy, closed her eyes, and as if she could see, she had run away only to be caught again. Chen Yi pressed her head down, asking cruelly:

"Oh, trying to escape again? Seems like this time I need to break your Longevity Bridge, lock you up for life."

"No, no!"

Yin Tingxue hurriedly said in her mind, opened her eyes, found it was just a scare.

Her hands and feet trembled slightly, her apricot eyes lowering in despair, silent.

She no longer wanted to escape, dared not escape, knowing that if she did, he would undoubtedly catch her. He was the Acting Supervisor of the Eastern Factory, with a Yin Sword Mountain Sword Armor by his side, both men and Taoist skills at his disposal, escaping would only lead to death.

Yin Tingxue panicked, instinctively clutching the parcel in her arms.

It’s impossible to escape...but not escaping, does it mean being like a frog slowly boiled in warm water by him?

What if, by the time she realized, she was already pregnant?

Yin Tingxue couldn’t understand why there could be such a bad person in the world, taking her as a concubine, humiliating her to the utmost, then pretending to treat her slightly better, giving her a little pitiful hope, only to ruthlessly crush it in the end.

He wouldn’t let her have any hope, nor let her be entirely in despair, bullying her day and night, forcing her to be obedient, to cater to his wishes and constantly flatter him. He was worse than the people of the magic cult.

Thinking of being exhausted every night, unable to get up in the morning no matter what, her eyes reddened, unable to stop herself from wanting to cry.

Continuing to stay by his side, bearing this most feared man’s child, seemed only a matter of time.

"How certain?"

Elder Luo was suddenly asked, immediately realizing what she meant and said,

"Seventy percent, no, eighty percent. Even if we have to fight to the death, we will get the Saintess out of the Capital City."

Yin Tingxue nodded slightly, as if she had made up her mind.

Rather than continue like this, it might be better to take a gamble, betting on the eighty percent chance of escaping...

Escape. Master Zhou wouldn’t stop her. Escape. As long as she hid well, he wouldn’t find her.

"So... what do we do next?"

Yin Tingxue asked.

"In a moment we’ll create some chaos, kill a few refugees. Once the patrol soldiers are drawn away, we’ll take the opportunity to break out of here, avoiding inspection..."

Before Elder Luo could finish, the expression on the Xiang prince’s daughter stiffened.

Suppressing her trembling voice, she asked:

"You said... kill a few refugees?"

Elder Luo asked in return:

"What’s the matter?"

"But I... I’ve just given someone thirty copper coins..."

Yin Tingxue whispered, trying to dissuade them.

However, Elder Luo smiled knowingly, seemingly understanding the girl’s compassion, and said:

"Saintess need not worry, according to the scripture bestowed by the Bright Venerable, the human flesh is merely created by the dark demon. In ancient times, the Buddhas from the foreign domains enlightened with Lu Yi and Ye Luoyang that the dark demon created the flesh solely to trap the enlightened nature within individuals.

Now, if we kill these refugees, it is foremost to liberate their enlightened nature from the World of Ignorance and secondarily for us to escape."

Yin Tingxue was stunned. She had naturally encountered those scriptures before. Though profound, they were not inherently evil, and with the magic cult followers in the Prince Mansion respecting and obeying her, she never understood why the Divine Sect was scorned as a magic cult.

Only now, hearing such righteous words from Elder Luo, did she understand why the cult is indeed demonic.

She suddenly recalled that dream, that cruel dream where she killed Chen Yi so joyfully.

Yin Tingxue’s breath caught, Chen Yi said it was something from her past life, so in her past life...was it because she joined the magic cult that she became such a person?

She looked at these magic cult members with dim eyes, struggling internally.

Either she escapes, becomes the person in the dream, becomes the Demon Sect Saintess, and thus... be free; or she stays, bears children for the one she fears most, serves him all her life, and... no matter how he bullies her, live as a virtuous person.

Yin Tingxue’s breath quickened, the room suddenly so silent that even a drop of a needle could be heard, so silent that even the Bodhisattva would remain mute. It was this quiet when she decided to offer the momentary flower to Chen Yi.

It was this quiet when her mother died on the sickbed.

"Mother..."

In that winter,

the once noble and graceful lady lay on the sickbed, as thin as a skeleton, lifeless as a puppet.

She looked at the girl with difficulty, her lips moving, but could only make muffled sounds.

"Mother... Are you feeling better?"

The girl asked her, but her mother wouldn’t answer, remaining silent as if drowned by the sea.

She suddenly smiled at the girl, gazing at her child, her fingers writing words on the bed.

The woman feared the girl wouldn’t understand and wrote again and again, wrote until she was out of strength, wrote until the bed was rubbed with creases, wrote until she lay down and never woke up:

"You must be good, be a virtuous person."

She became lost in thought,

In moments of helplessness, she would think of her mother, just like in the past, just like now...