Chapter 170: The Tradition of Our Sect (Part )
Others might not hear or see anything unusual, but when Xu Shanshan looked up at the sky, he seemed to be talking to a mysterious person.

"Speaking of this... You took advantage of my complete trust in you and swapped my soul with Xu Shanshan's. We swapped our identities, so that she replaced me and I replaced her. Although your purpose was to harm me, I want to thank you for helping me get rid of this long-standing shackle."

"But if you want to kill me, why do you have to use such a roundabout way? If I were you..." When she said this, her gentle eyebrows and eyes suddenly became a little colder and more stern: "I will definitely cut the grass and root it out, grind the bones and scatter the ashes, and I won't allow the slightest mistake."

The air seemed to be silent for a moment, and then a cold voice that seemed to come from the distant sky said - "It's not too late now."

Perhaps it was because he had been wandering in the market for too long, or perhaps it was because he had been hanging out with worldly people for too long, but the "immortal spirit" that Xu Shanshan had acquired in the temple had faded a lot.

On the contrary, some of her true colors and underlying qualities are being revealed without disguise.

"If you feel that I am not as threatening as before, you can give it a try and see if the result will be what you want."

Before the man could answer, a voice rang out from the side: "I really want to give it a try."

A tall and graceful figure stood out from the crowd. Huai Gu was seen walking towards them slowly, holding an exquisitely carved jade flute, and beside him followed Wu Xi, who was staring at her with red eyes.

"Is it, is it you?" Wu Yi asked anxiously.

When Xu Shanshan saw them, he tilted his head and stared at them for a moment, then said something meaningful: "To betray one's teacher and ancestors may be the tradition of our school."

Huai Gu was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing.

With a shake of his bare hands, his clothes changed, and he was covered with a fiery red shirt and dress. His originally masculine facial features became extremely soft, and his figure was slender, like a man and a woman, and it was difficult to tell whether he was male or female.

"It's been a long time since we last met, my God, my teacher, my master."

Xu Shanshan was not surprised to see the young man Huai Gu change his attitude in public: "There is no need to reminisce about the past. I never like to talk about the past. Let's just talk about the present."

But her ruthless words completely broke down Huai Gu and Wu Yi's defenses.

Seeing her calm expression, Huai Gu's eyes darkened and he dug his nails into his palms.

When someone they care about so much doesn't care about them at all, you can imagine how they feel.

"You don't... you don't even remember our names, do you?"

Wu Yi looked at her blankly. Meeting her cold and unfamiliar eyes, she felt pain all over her body.

How could I not recognize it?

This pair of eyes, which are always arrogant and high in the clouds, make people look up at them like crazy and longing. When will her eyes show mercy and compassion and fall on them?
Even for a moment.

Even for a moment.

But no... never. Even though they did all kinds of extreme things, betrayal, escape, hostility, violence and evil, she still did not change at all.

How could her heart be so... so cruel?
Xu Shanshan did not answer Wu Shi's heart-wrenching question. She really didn't care much about who "Wu Shi" was before, but now she guessed it.

Over the years, the major families, clans, royal relatives and even some sects have continuously sent people to her side. Some of them are for surveillance, some are really here to learn skills, some are here to get favors, some are here to make connections, and some are here to be undercover. She didn't take these people seriously, even though many of them grew up around her.

As people live longer, their character will become more or less lazy. They will not want to care about others, will not want to worry about anyone, and will even less want to interfere with things that are destined to happen.

For example, she didn't care why people like them defected from the temple and became her enemies, but since they made this choice, they should carry it through to the end, because she would never be merciful.

Wu Yu stepped past Huai Gu, staggered forward, and pleaded, "Have you really forgotten me?"

"Stop shouting. Shouting won't awaken the warmth in her heart. She has never cared about us. In her eyes, it doesn't matter what we become." Huai Gu said coldly.

Wu Xi's eyes gradually froze, and she stared at Huai Gu: "Shut up! Don't think I don't know what you are planning. I am different from you. I will never hurt her."

After hearing this, Huai Gu laughed sarcastically and said, "Nangong Fei... you just borrowed a woman's body, so you have a kind heart? Because of this, you are only worthy of following her around and begging for mercy, but she will ignore you."

Xu Shanshan thought that the person they were discussing was not herself. She was impatient to listen to some irrelevant things, so she waved her sleeves and countless white butterflies flew out.

They swayed in the wind, light and shadow intertwined, and suddenly, without warning, appeared above their heads. The wind blew quietly, and an eerie low hum came from the air, like the lamentation of a ghost.

The expressions on their faces froze in an instant, and the next second, their bodies felt like they were electrocuted. There was no time to lose, so they immediately defended and counterattacked.

As Huai Gu turned the jade flute, balls of spiritual light floated out of the hole, like sharp arrows pulled from a bowstring, whizzing towards the white butterfly.

Wu Yi formed complicated seals with her hands, and a ball of green fire began to burn more and more fiercely, until it spewed flames in all directions, bringing with it a gust of wind.

The white butterflies fell to the ground one by one, burning, and turned into points of light that dissipated into spirit stars.

However, Xu Shanshan just raised his hand, and countless white butterflies flew around them, dancing gracefully, sometimes far away, sometimes near.

Huai Gu and Wu Yi did not dare to underestimate Xu Shanshan's strength. They could not tell whether these "spiritual butterflies" were "soul-eating butterflies" or "spiritual-controlling butterflies".

The former was poisoned to death and the latter was immobilized. The answer was finally revealed only when the white butterfly landed on the person.

But no one was willing to bet that Xu Shanshan would show mercy to them.

"The evil master sect that has been opposing the temple in recent years, as well as the Chiyou Palace, were founded by the two of you?"

Huai Gu stretched out his palm and used the jade flute to draw a bloody mark on the palm of his hand. When the blood came out, it flew into the air and formed a blood totem.

It took shape at an extremely fast speed, and then he stretched out his hand and pulled it inward, and a blood sword appeared in his palm.

As the blood sword twitched, it was accompanied by a sharp sword sound, and a powerful and terrifying oppressive force came from all directions.

"How ridiculous! In the past twenty years, you have never cared about what would happen to me, a useless person like me whose Dantian was destroyed by you, whether I would live or die..."

"I am a monster that everyone wants to kill. What else can I do except to establish a cult and become a veritable evil demon?"