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4 - Where is My Home~

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Chapter 4 - Where is My Home~

Leave? Of course, he had to leave.

But he'd have to wait until he was healed.

Compared to Yun Zhan's internal and external injuries, Bai Fanlu was only suffering from a flesh wound. Because Ling Qingzi cared for him, he soaked in the spiritual spring for half an hour.

When his whole body felt thoroughly relieved and his spiritual energy ran smoothly, Bai Fanlu left Yun Zhan without a word and disappeared immediately.

He had long wanted to find a place to live in seclusion but was delayed by the demon. Now, after playing against Yun Zhan's cold-hearted nature, Bai Fanlu was more determined to leave. It was better to leave early than late. He would leave immediately without delay.

Back in the original Bai Fanlu's room, he rummaged through the only small cabinet by the bed where he found a cloth wrapping.

Inside there was a gray robe that was worn by the group, as well as silver coins, golden sore medicine, and so on. It was all for good use, but just as he was about to slink away with his baggage, there was a sudden noise outside.

He hid the bag away inside his magical bag and listened to the report from the little disciple at the door.

"Eldest Shixiong, the demon spy has been caught. Second Shixiong said that Shizun and Sect Leader Shidi are not here, and to invite Eldest Shixiong to come to preside over it."

Bai Fanlu decided to follow for the time being. The disciples had already formed a circle and were surrounding the demon spy. When Bai Fanlu came, the disciples made way for him, one after the other.

When he walked in, there was a young male disciple rolling on the ground, hugging his head as if he were in great pain. A mass of black fog entangled around him, but besides that, he seemed to be no different from any other disciple.

Wang Chongyu held a sword in his left hand and Bingzhui, which had been transformed into a dagger in his right. When he saw Bai Fanlu, he asked, "Shixiong, the demon has appeared. Do we immediately kill it?"

This was in the original plot, whether or not there was a choice, Bai Fanlu nodded.

He still remembered that there was a setting in other Xianxia novels: The blood of humans was red, symbolizing purity and cleanliness, while the blood of demons was black, symbolizing turbidity and filth. Yet, such a thing was not in this novel.

As Bai Fanlu was thinking, a burst of cold air passed by his ear. The disciple that had been rolling on the ground was stabbed by Bingzhui, the sound of flesh and blood was torn through the air, and it was quickly accompanied by a scream of pain and madness.

When an immortal was injured by a magic tool, it was painful. However, when a demon was injured by a magic tool, it was extremely painful.

Imagine two completely opposite powers fighting in the body until one side completely absorbed the other. The long and difficult process would bring extreme pain and despair to the dying.

Just like the original Bai Fanlu, he was injured by Yun Zhan's Biluo, by Ling Qingzi's Bingzhui, and by the Demon Killing Array. It hurt the bottom of his heart more and more.

Bai Fanlu lowered his head and inwardly held his hands behind his back. At that moment, a name was suddenly roared out from between the screaming.

"Bai Fanlu!"