Chapter 47: The Grand Master

The black gas sprawled out with the howling winds. It filled every wound on Ji Yunhe's body and stopped her bleeding while visibly repairing her flesh.

One of her nine tails floated to the front and pulled out all the arrows in her body and tossed them down. They turned into black dust as soon as they landed on the ground and floated away with the wind. The tails also pulled Ji Yunhe back onto her feet. Her hair danced wickedly in the air.

The soldiers shook with fear. None of them still had the means of pulling on their bow strings, instead, they backed up step by step with trembling hands until they stood behind Ji Chengyu.

Ji Chengyu still held a palm against Zhu Ling. He could not let go of his hand so he had no choice but to stay at a distance. He did not understand at all.

He had seen countless demon masters and demons while training in the Grand Master's house over the years. Even the most powerful demons had no way of completely hiding their demonic aura. And the double pulse of a demon master was a natural opposition to demons.

From ancient times to the present, there had never been a record of someone who could possess both the spiritual power of a hidden pulse and the power of a demon.

Ji Yunhe… how...

Ji Yunhe walked forward and the earth trembled beneath her feet. Dark clouds in the sky thickened as her tails swept across the ground littered with arrows. The arrows were then wrapped with black gas and floated into the air, their tips pointing at the crowd and following behind her every step.

When the flicker of the arrowheads pointed at them, the soldiers finally felt a more tangible threat. A threat of death. They abandoned their armor and ran away in all directions. Ji Chengyu could not call back his men, Ji Yunhe had instilled the worst fears inside them.

She was very strong, much stronger than what she was displaying right now. Ji Chengyu stared at her but did not move. He could not abandon Zhu Ling and remove his hand that was keeping him alive.

So he could only watch as Ji Yunhe walked closer step by step. She stopped three feet away and her arrows pointed down at him.

Ji Chengyu looked up at Ji Yunhe. Her bright red pupils behind the black gas were now ten times more horrific than from a distance. He sweated, and the hand protecting Zhu Ling started to shake.

"You're not going to run?" Ji Yunhe asked.

"I can't run."

The fact that he was still protecting his comrade made her silent for a while. Then she raised her hand...

Ji Chengyu believed he was about to die, so he closed his eyes. But in the next moment, he only felt a cool touch against his forehead. The cool temperature found only on the body of a demon...

The ribbon on his forehead was pulled off without hurting him. Ji Chengyu opened his eyes and saw her holding the white ribbon in her hand. The wind was frantically pulling at it while her voice was calm and even a bit gentle.

"This world between heaven and earth, it is so beautiful. Why do you mourn for it?"

She loosened her grip on the white ribbon and it flew away with the wind. The hundreds of arrows hovering around her also fell to the ground.

Ji Chengyu looked up at Ji Yunhe, almost a bit mesmerized. She had no signs of rage or hostility. Standing behind the swirling black gas, she even seemed… compassionate. What was she? And what secrets did her body hold?

In the next instant, a bright white light flashed through the clouds. It split open all nine skies and allowed the moon to shine through again. Darkness dissipated and stars reappeared.

The white ribbon blown away by the wind was caught by a pale hand in the air. A man landed on the edge of the cliff, and his white robe reflected the moonlight. He looked like a legendary immortal.

The ribbon fluttered between his fingers, and he turned to look at Ji Yunhe and her tails.

"A demon that is not a demon, a human that is not a human." He sized her up with naturally intimidating eyes.

"What exactly are you?" Ji Chengyu called out from her side, "Master..." Although there were many disciples in the Grand Master's house, they all trained under one person. Therefore, only one man in this world qualified to be called "master" by Ji Chengyu.

"Grand Master," Ji Yunhe said.

She had heard this name from countless people. His stories and legends were told everywhere and written in every book, and his existence was well known to every single person in this world.

He went through several generations of emperors, single-handedly established the world order today, and the rules between humans, demon masters, and demons. He was the supreme existence, more so than those delusional emperors and generals.

He had never seen her or heard of her, but for Ji Yunhe, he was the person who had manipulated her life since she was born. Even now. Perhaps, this was the inevitable connection between the big man and the little guys.

His breath and his words could rule over many people's destiny and decide their fate. And Ji Yunhe was only one of the many people.

She never thought she would one day meet the man who had invisibly brought her to this point. Ji Yunhe felt a little amused. She began to speculate about fate's intentions.

Fate had given her a hidden pulse, uprooted her life, and took away her parents, but it also gave her inner strength. It made her unyielding to what was forced onto her, and persistent in fighting for her own free will. And finally, it brought Changyi into her life and allowed her a glimpse into a pure, immaculate soul, someone for her to protect.

It all led to this. And at this moment, fate gave her a body full of restless power, and put her face to face with the "culprit" of her lifelong torment.

Ji Yunhe shifted her feet and her tails swept over the arrows on the ground. Each and every one flew out toward the Grand Master. She attacked without saying a single word.