Chapter 621 Your Master Is Not Very Kind
The Saint didn't give Ran Ran much time to react. She just put her hand on Ran Ran's shoulder and said, "Why are you so scared? I don't like you just because you are Shen Yanwen."
"Your current appearance does meet my aesthetic standards, but that was before we formally met and talked."
"Now I like you just because you are you."
Ran Ran was so shocked that she was speechless.
The saint girl snatched the jade from Xuanyuan Zhenren's hands and put it in the sunlight, squinting her eyes to admire it.
"Is this what it is? Only half of the jade pendant?"
Taoist Xuanyuan reacted violently, but he was seriously injured and weak. He was gasping for breath like a bellows, and for a long time he was unable to extend his trembling hands to the saint.
When Ranran saw this scene, he felt a little sad seeing the old man being bullied.
The saint didn't care and stretched out her other hand towards Ranran as if she didn't care.
"Show me yours."
Ranran subconsciously took out the thing that led her to fly towards Xuanyuan Zhenren from her arms and handed it directly to the saint.
After doing all this, she saw clearly that the thing the saint took from her was actually the other half of the broken jade pendant!
This thing belongs to Shen Yanwen, and he keeps it close to his body. Only then did Ran Ran vaguely remember why Shen Yanwen was forced to encounter waves of pursuit before he mistakenly entered Wushan...
It’s exactly this half piece of jade!
What on earth is this thing?!
Ranran wanted to search Shen Yanwen's memory more carefully, but felt a splitting headache.
This situation can only mean that what she wanted to know was a secret that Shen Yanwen valued very much, a secret that he buried deep in his heart and would never tell anyone else.
"It hurts... I can't remember..."
Although the saint did not know Ranran's specific situation, she saw the pain on Ranran's face and her expression changed immediately.
"Whatever you were thinking about, stop thinking about it now!"
The saint scolded coldly. She was indeed interested in the origin of Yujue, but if knowing the truth would require her kind to endure such pain, she could completely give up this few interests.
Hearing the saint's voice, Ranran felt as if the tendons and veins in her body were being broken inch by inch. Now, not only her head, but her entire body seemed to be torn apart.
The veins on Ranran's forehead bulged with anger. When the pain reached her extreme, she lost control of her body in an instant.
She was driven into the virtual soul by Shen Yanwen!
Before coming to this world, Ran Ran had also thought about where the people who were replaced by them went when they, the explorers, were teleported to other worlds by the horror cave...
Although she didn't want to admit it, her intuition was very strong.
Those people are probably dead.
The Terror Caves have no mercy. They regard the acts of wantonly harming other people's lives and consuming the world's power and resources as a game. Naturally, they don't care whether the few toys that provide them with entertainment in the playground suffer a miserable fate.
It doesn't matter if their lives are taken away for no reason, as long as they can gain their interest.
What happened now was the first time that Ranran was in the body of a deceased person. The deceased took away his control and drove him to a corner of the body.
She and the consciousness of the deceased coexisted in the dead person's body!
Because at this moment she could clearly feel what Shen Yanwen was controlling this body to do.
She couldn't help but think of the peculiarity of Shen Yanwen's two souls in one body.
It is worthy of being a world of cultivating immortals, where fantastic things can happen. In short, the possibilities are endless.
This fantastic event is presented from the Saint's perspective as follows:
Ran Ran suddenly became a different person, as if he had something to hide. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word. The most important thing was...
The saint could no longer sense the breath of her own kind from the body in front of her!
The person in front of her with a look of disbelief, shock and joy in his eyes could be anyone, but definitely not her kind.
"Shen Yanwen?" The Saint spoke uncertainly.
Shen Yanwen nodded fiercely, "Your Highness the Saint, I..." The Saint frowned fiercely and waved her hand to shut him up. She looked around Shen Yanwen.
"Where did you take my kind?"
"Is she still in your body?"
Shen Yanwen was speechless and could only nod frantically. The saint then removed the ban on his mouth, giving him the chance to speak again.
"I heard that you were confused about the origin of Yujue, and I was anxious, so I accidentally pushed the girl away."
"Pushed away?" It was the first time that the saint heard such a novel description.
So does Ranran.
No, the more she thought about it, the more wrong Shen Yanwen's description seemed. Not only did he know her gender...his description also meant that he knew everything she had done with his body!
He has always been in this body!
The situation then was just like the situation now, except that his and her positions were reversed.
The person hiding in the body became her, and the person controlling the body became him.
No wonder she was affected by Shen Yanwen's mood swings more strongly than ever before when she dominated his body.
"One body, and she was pushed away when you appeared?" The Saint frowned slightly, "Didn't you say she was still in your body?"
"Yes!" Shen Yanwen was afraid that if he spoke a second later, the dissatisfied Saint would kill him. "She is hiding in my soul."
The Saint frowned in confusion, "Hiding in the soul?"
“I’ve never heard anything like that.”
Shen Yanwen said frankly: "Zhongzhou is vast, and there are many strange things. Even Your Highness cannot guarantee that you know everything."
The saint narrowed her eyes, with a threatening look between her eyebrows, "You are as bold as my kind."
"It's just that my kind speaks pleasantly, but you..."
Shen Yanwen's desire to survive was unprecedentedly high, and he said seriously: "I came out to tell you the origin of Yujue!"
The Saint said calmly: "In that case, tell me."
Shen Yanwen didn't even have time to breathe for relaxation, he just spilled out all the information he knew in one breath.
"This thing was passed down to me by my master. He taught me to keep it close to me since I was a child."
"When I had learned enough to go down the mountain, my master gave me the same instructions. He only told me to take good care of myself, but he didn't mention a word about the hunt I would face."
The Saint Lady raised her eyebrows with interest when she heard this. "So, your master is not very kind, and this whole process sounds very much like..."
"Your master raised you just to let you take this half of the jade down the mountain and be hunted down by others."
Shen Yanwen's expression changed, "Nonsense!"
"Even if it's Your Highness...you can't talk nonsense!"
The Saint was not angry, she just said casually: "The standard for you to leave the mountain after completing your studies is set by your master, right?"
"I am his apprentice, so the standard should of course be decided by him."
"I can see that you love your master very much, but in my opinion..." The Saint spread her hands, "What your master meant by the standard of completing your studies and leaving the mountain is that you can walk around Central Continent with the Jade Jue and not be killed casually."
"You have the strength to protect Yujue to a certain extent, but at the same time you were not raised to be strong by him."
The Saint paused, "Well, it's not that strong. You can't see everything from my perspective."
"In short, your master did it on purpose."
"He made you carry an object that could get you killed without telling you the dangers... He must have some purpose that he needed you to accomplish."
