They all became female demons after being reborn.

Chapter 20 Don't Forget Me

"Wait!"

Wu Cheng suddenly spoke.

He pointed in the direction Shen Tu Lie had fled, "Aren't you really going to chase after him? I don't think he'll ever come back."

Bai Suyi, holding her sword and arms crossed, spoke in a strange tone, "The demonic sect's wicked people are naturally like that, and besides, the Burial Path is a group of wicked creatures who associate with corpses."

She gestured with her chin toward the group of masked men in black, "It's not even certain whether these people are still alive."

Wu Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Surely not? Does Zangshengdao have a lot of money? Are they just going to abandon so many good people like that?"

"The Burial Path is merely a dying ember, and now only a handful of big and small fish remain. These people are not members of the Burial Path."

It was Shen Yeshu who answered Wu Cheng's question.

She stepped forward and searched the masked men in black, finding a black jade token. The token was very simple, except that a skull was engraved on the back.

More than twenty thread-bound books were found on the other men in black.

But what's absurd is that those masked men in black stood still without moving or offering any resistance.

"He seems to be fairly honest."

Seeing Wu Cheng's curious gaze, she explained simply, "This is the Dao Master's Token of the Burial Path, and these manuals contain the sect's techniques and martial arts moves of these people, including the Burial Path's signature techniques."

Wu Chengran said, "So that old man made two preparations. If things didn't work out, he would use these to buy your lives."

It seems that the scarred old man named Shen Tu Lie is not as bold as he appears on the surface; no wonder he ran away without hesitation.

"Then it seems these people are indeed not from the Burial Path."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yeshu turned around and glanced at Fei Yuan, "Master."

Fei Yuan withdrew her gaze, raised her sleeve and waved it, blowing away all the face masks on the faces of those men in black.

"Um?"

Wu Cheng was stunned.

He recognized most of these people, and even knew one or two of them.

"Golden Saber Sect, Iron Palm Clan, Wind and Thunder Hall... So all those vanished guests are here."

"That's right. They were drugged by Shen Tianba and then controlled by Shen Tu Lie using the Burial Path secret technique. Now they've become walking corpses," Shen Yeshu said calmly.

Bai Suyi, holding her sword, chuckled but said nothing.

Wu Cheng nodded. "No wonder you didn't stop him, but aren't you afraid he'll kill the people you were blocking at the end of the secret passage, then pick up Shen Tianba and leave with the key to Sun Lang's treasure vault?"

"Shen Tianba should be dead, right?" Shen Yeshu's gaze lingered briefly on Bai Suyi before landing directly on Wu Cheng's face.

Wu Cheng nodded, then took out the incomplete sheepskin map and the jade from his pocket. "They're all here, Miss Shen. Take them if you want."

This thing is too hot to handle; it takes six keys to open the treasure.

Wu Cheng guessed that there were probably six maps, and only when all six were pieced together could the map be complete. Each map probably had a clue on the back, and only when all the clues were put together could the exact location be known.

Given his current status as someone targeted by powerful figures in the capital and his impending hostage status at the Wentian Sect, it is truly unwise for him to offend the Extinction of Emotions Sect any further.

Besides, even if he manages to escape today, things could get out if the news gets out, and things could get very difficult for him.

The Heaven Sword is as famous as the Dragon Saber, but why do so few people in the martial arts world dare to covet the Heaven Sword and instead chase after Xie Xun to steal the Dragon Saber?

Wu Cheng naturally understood this principle, so he thought it better to get rid of it as soon as possible to have some peace and quiet, and at least leave a favor for the Extinction of Emotions Path.

Shen Yeshu looked at what was in his palm and suddenly smiled.

This seemed to be the first time she had smiled. Amidst the brokenness of a widow, there was a hint of joy and elation. It was as if someone who had traveled a long way and finally reached the end looked back at the road she had come from and found that the burdens that had once weighed her down had been thrown away one by one along the way.

That faint smile left Wu Chengdu dazzled for a moment.

"Your Highness Wu Cheng," Shen Yeshu suddenly called out Wu Cheng's real name, "My purpose has never been the Sun Lang Treasure Trove."

Wu Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly, but he wasn't too surprised.

"Shen Tianba is dead, and my parents' revenge has been avenged. Your Highness is my savior, and also my...husband." Shen Yeshu's voice was calm, as if he were talking about someone else's affairs. "Leave these things to Your Highness. You will surely encounter many things on your journey to Wentian Sect. It is better to bring a gift for becoming a disciple than to go empty-handed."

She paused, her eyes narrowing slightly, "Actually, there were no ambushes at the end of the secret passage."

Wu Cheng's pupils contracted slightly.

Were there no ambushes at the end of the secret passage?

This means that Shen Yeshu never intended to stop him and Shen Tianba at the exit of the secret passage from the very beginning.

In other words, by stopping Bai Suyi from chasing after him, she was actually deliberately creating a space for Wu Cheng and Shen Tianba to be alone.

Wu Cheng asked doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid that Shen Tianba will kill me and run away with the goods?"

"He can't kill you," Shen Yeshu said matter-of-factly. "If he could kill you, then you wouldn't be you."

Wu Cheng gestured with his lip. "Miss Shen, you trust me that much?"

What happened?

Why does this young master of the Extinction Path look at him as if he's known him for a long time?

Bai Suyi may have seen his portrait at the Wentian Sect, but where did Shen Yeshu get to know him?

Shen Yeshu didn't give him a chance to ask further questions. Instead, she turned to look at Bai Suyi and said, "What Wentian Sect can give him, I can give him. What Wentian Sect can't give him, I can also give him."

Her tone was flat, as if she were simply stating a fact: "He went to ask Tianzong to take him hostage, as you probably understand."

Bai Suyi's sword-holding posture remained unchanged, and not even her sword-like eyebrows twitched. "I don't care what your purpose is, but don't even think about taking my junior brother away."

This woman's voice was clear and crisp, even carrying a hint of nonchalance.

Wu Cheng turned around and glanced at her.

Hey sis, did you even ask for my opinion?

Shen Yeshu said, "What can the Ask Heaven Sect provide? It can only ensure his safety, but you won't pass on your sect's techniques or sword skills to him. You can only protect him. My Extinguishing Emotions Sect can do the same. We can even pass on our divine skills to him to help him cultivate."

Wu Cheng nodded repeatedly.

That makes sense!

Bai Suying glanced at him sideways, then snorted, "Glib-tongued, demonic people are good at bewitching people. Don't think I don't know your Extinction of Emotions Path's purpose. You want to unify the three sects and six paths of the divided demonic sect. Junior Brother is the fourth prince of the Great Yu Dynasty. You just want to use Junior Brother's identity to do some shady things."

Wu Cheng smiled.

So you do know who I am.

After listening to Bai Suyi's words, Shen Yeshu remained silent for a moment, his gaze shifting back and forth between Wu Cheng and Bai Suyi's faces. Then he turned back to look at his master, lost in thought.

Why did Bai Suying show no fear in front of the Lord of Extinction of Emotions, a renowned master of the demonic sect?

She was a true disciple of the Wentian Sect, not one of those ignorant little sects, yet she didn't draw her sword, back down, or even show any nervousness when facing a master of the demonic sect.

This is unusual in itself.

She dared to be so composed either because she was confident in her strength and unafraid of her master, or because there were grandmasters from the Wentian Sect secretly protecting her nearby.

The former is impossible. She is not old, and her strength is comparable to his own. His master could defeat her without even needing to use a second move.

That's the latter.

No wonder she dared to be so arrogant, coming to Shenjiazhuang all by herself.

Shen Yeshu didn't say anything more, but took two steps forward.

Bai Suyi and Qingque were vaguely blocking her way.

Shen Yeshu ignored the two of them and took out a jet-black token that looked like jade but wasn't gold, engraved with a Shura flower, from her sleeve and placed it in Wu Cheng's hand.

The token was slightly cool, as if it carried the slight chill of her body heat from her sleeve.

"Husband." Shen Yeshu's slightly pale eyes reflected his face. "What I just said will always stand. If you suffer any injustice at the Wentian Sect, you can come to me with this token."

She held up the marriage certificate in her hand. "I'll keep this marriage certificate with me for now, my husband. Don't forget me..."

Then she took a few steps back to Fei Yuan's side, "Master, let's go."

Fei Yuan withdrew her gaze from the spider under the roof beam, then her crimson eyes swept over Wu Cheng's face before she turned and strode away, her crimson palace dress sweeping across the bluestone floor, quickly disappearing at the end of the main hall.

Shen Yeshu followed her for a few steps, then suddenly turned around.

Under the setting sun, Wu Cheng couldn't quite make out her expression; the complex emotions in her slightly pale eyes left him somewhat puzzled.

But she turned her head away and never turned back.

Bai Suying only breathed a sigh of relief after the two people disappeared.

Then she slung the longsword over her waist, grabbed Wu Cheng's arm, and ran, yelling, "Run!"