No matter what the situation is now, with numerous questions in his mind, Su Jingxuan ultimately couldn’t resist the longing for his loved one. He decided to stay with Qi Yan and return to the Night Demon1Yasha Clan.
Even though the current Qi Yan and the black-robed figure he knew had significant differences in personality, Su Jingxuan was certain that they were the same person. The black robe was Qi Yan, and Qi Yan’s name was indeed Qi Yan.
The current Qi Yan might have transformed into the black-robed figure he knew due to some events. Besides this, Su Jingxuan had no other reasonable explanation.
Silently watching Qi Yan, who was delighted with just a call of ‘big brother,’ Su Jingxuan felt a mix of emotions—joy, a different kind of melancholy, and discomfort.
Although he was more familiar with the black-robed Qi Yan, he preferred the current Qi Yan. The black-robed Qi Yan filled with hatred made him feel uneasy.
Regardless of his thoughts, for Qi Yan, being able to retrieve the three lost little Night Demons was a tremendous surprise. The three little Night Demons had recently gained sentience and were fragile, unable to stay outside for too long. They needed to be quickly brought back to the clan to ensure their survival.
In addition to Su Jingxuan and the three little Night Demons, the man in white was also seized by Qi Yan. Without asking a single question, Qi Yan took him away forcefully. There was a strong determination in Qi Yan’s red eyes.
Su Jingxuan observed curiously. This determination was different from what he had seen in the black-robed figure before. It was hard to describe, but it felt different.
He then shifted his gaze to the man named Ji Baiyin. His curiosity grew stronger. It was obvious that Ji Baiyin and Qi Yan were lovers, but despite knowing the black-robed figure for a long time, Su Jingxuan had never seen this person before, not even mentioned once.
Another question lingered in Su Jingxuan’s mind, and all the questions surrounded him like a fog.
Ji Baiyin did not refuse Qi Yan’s determination and readily agreed to go together. He even took the initiative to comfort the slightly irritable man with a kiss on the lips.
The handsome face maintained a gentle smile, and the affection in his eyes was not intense but warm and focused.
Even though this person seemed opposed to Qi Yan in the eyes of others, what did it matter? Qi Yan liked him, loved him, and that was enough. Seeking immortality through cultivation, all Qi Yan desired was freedom, not caring about the longevity of those he didn’t care about.
This kind of dedication to a single feeling didn’t need any expression. Su Jingxuan could see it in Ji Baiyin’s eyes. Ji Baiyin might not be an emotionally expressive person, but his depth was warm and comforting, matching the gentle demeanor he exhibited.
Su Jingxuan felt that he liked Ji Baiyin a lot, an indescribable liking, but he felt very close.
The journey from Cangyun Mountain back to the Night Demon Clan would take at least three or four days. The quick arrival of Qi Yan earlier was purely because he found the way when the three little Night Demons were lost, and the distance was short.
With Qi Yan, the Saint Lord, the two little Night Demons finally felt at ease. Although they knew little, they were aware of the clan’s Saint Lord and his formidable strength since their awakening, thanks to the teachings of the elders.
Except for Su Jingxuan, who woke up halfway, everything was confusing to him, like a mentally deficient mortal.
Qi Yan felt extremely distressed, regretting all those who harmed the clan. Ji Baiyin, however, stared at him with a half-smile. This little Night Demon was not as simple as he seemed, having learned the concealment technique of Yunhai Sect without even going through the inheritance.
“Regardless of who you were before, now you are Night Demon Clan’s Little Nine. Qi Yan is a fool, do you understand that Night Demon Clan is his fate…” Ji Baiyin was not warning him; he had no hostility. He just cared about Qi Yan.
“Do you know Ji Xuan?” Su Jingxuan asked directly, not denying his intentions. When he encountered Ji Baiyin before, he had already revealed his intentions. There was no point in hiding anymore.
“You catch on quickly…” Ji Baiyin didn’t expect him to be so open, smiled with more amusement in his eyes, and then shook his head. He did not know Ji Xuan.
Su Jingxuan was a bit disappointed. Ji Xuan’s name was a clue he got from Yan Junfeng back then. But it didn’t matter much. It was just a name, and the world was vast as the sea; finding information about Ji Xuan was like finding a needle in a haystack.
But they should know something. Yan Junfeng called Ji Xuan and the Demon Emperor ‘Your Majesty.’ The person addressed in such a way couldn’t be an unknown figure, right?
“What about Jiang He? Do you know about the Demon Emperor Jiang He?” Su Jingxuan was somewhat hopeful.
Unfortunately, Ji Baiyin still shook his head. The name of the Demon Emperor was not unknown, but throughout the ages, there was no Demon Emperor named ‘Jiang He.’
With both the black-robed Qi Yan and Ji Baiyin present, how could there be no Jiang He? Su Jingxuan refused to believe it.
As he continued to inquire, Su Jingxuan found more mysteries, and he had no way to solve them at the moment.
His body was very weak, and he didn’t have the luxury of time to do anything else. His only priority was to stay in the Night Demon Clan’s nurturing spiritual spring and survive.
Impatience was the most useless thing. Su Jingxuan forced himself to calm down, temporarily settling in the Night Demon Clan. Ji Baiyin also chose to stay.
Because they were born from the aura of heaven and earth, the thoughts of Night Demon spirits were simple and pure. Even the mature Night Demon spirits, who had experienced growth, were not complicated. The entire Night Demon Clan gathered in the harsh environment of the extreme north to cultivate, isolated from the world.
After the incident of the three little Night Demons being stolen simultaneously, the Night Demon Clan became more vigilant against the outside world. Su Jingxuan and the other infants were secretly protected. The elders and powerful individuals in the clan took turns guarding them, ensuring no one could take advantage again.
With powerful protection, Su Jingxuan no longer worried about being captured and turned into a spirit tool at any time. He began to focus on learning cultivation from the elders. Night Demon infants were too fragile, and if he couldn’t transform soon, the only outcome for him would be premature death.
For Su Jingxuan, who had prior experience in cultivation, the complex and incomprehensible techniques that were challenging for other infants were not difficult. Moreover, Qi Yan was very attentive to him, personally teaching him whenever he had time.
In fact, calling it teaching was inaccurate; it was more like showing off and seeking admiration. Despite Qi Yan appearing mysterious and powerful, being the dignified Saint Lord of the clan, as Ji Baiyin said, he was actually a fool.
Qi Yan was an easy-to-please person. After each “lesson,” as long as Su Jingxuan obediently called him “big brother,” he would be happy as if he had achieved something extraordinary. Even a person over a thousand years old couldn’t control his basic emotions.
As for Ji Baiyin, when facing him, Qi Yan was even more intellectually challenged, resembling a large, foolish dog. But Su Jingxuan knew that Ji Baiyin was an esteemed figure.
Su Jingxuan learned from others in the Night Demon Clan that Ji Baiyin was the son of Ji Tianying, the Sect Master of Yunhai Sect, the head of the six major sects in the cultivation world. Ji Baiyin was a once-in-a-lifetime genius who reached Foundation Establishment at a hundred years old, Nascent Soul at three hundred, and became a powerful late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at five hundred. In the outside world, he was honored as ‘Lord Baiyin,’ and he was undoubtedly a significant figure in the cultivation world.
However, what worried Su Jingxuan was that he still couldn’t find any information about Ji Xuan’s whereabouts, and the same was true for Jiang He and other figures.
He thought that perhaps Ji Baiyin was unaware, or maybe Jiang He hadn’t become the Demon Emperor yet. However, Qi Yan had also asked about Jiang He, and Qi Yan didn’t know him at all. No one knew the name ‘Jiang He.’
Su Jingxuan couldn’t believe it; he couldn’t accept it.
After three hundred years of cultivation, when his mist-like body finally transformed completely into a human form, Su Jingxuan didn’t delay any longer. He quickly packed his belongings, left a message for Qi Yan and Baiyin, and quietly left the Night Demon Clan.
No matter how slim the chances were, he only knew one thing—he would not give up, never give up.
