Demon masters and demons were natural born enemies.
"Later on we left the valley. I went back to my home and he went back to his. But several years later, his people wanted to kill the son of the cat demon king, Li Shu..." Upon hearing the familiar name, Ji Yunhe's interest grew.
Hundreds of years ago, well before the Green Feather Rebellion, the biggest headache demon masters faced was probably the cat demon king. The cat demon king liked to eat human hearts and killed countless people as a result. It was truly a sinful time. The world almost hated all cats to the extreme.
The cat demon king was later restrained by a hundred demon masters and beheaded in the sand-thorn mountain. His offspring were also executed, all but the youngest son who had been displaced outside and never found.
No records of the cat demon king and his children were documented again since then. Ji Yunhe realized now that Li Shu was the youngest son...
No wonder he displayed such amazing power breaking the Ten Square Formation. Bloodline of the cat demon king after all.
The attachment continued, "They wanted to kill Li Shu, but I saved him and protected him, so they came after me. Ning Ruochu also came after me..." Tears swelled up inside her eyes.
"I thought he was different from the others... I explained to him that Li Shu and I would never eat humans, and we only killed bad guys and in self-defense. But he did not believe me... Wait... he pretended to believe me. He lured me into the valley where we first met, where he had set up a Ten Square Formation. Then he combined the power of ten people to seal me, he... sealed me... "
Her tears fell like a broken string of pearls, once again causing the pool to stir.
"Ning Ruochu!" she shouted toward the sky.
"You said you would come and join me! Where are you? Where?"
Hearing these words, it suddenly dawned on Ji Yunhe. Qing Ji's lingering grudge was not because she was sealed, but because the Wuchang Saint did not come to accompany her. But he died during the formation of the seal. Had Qing Ji been unaware of that...
"A hundred years of captivity, a hundred years of loneliness! Why didn't you come? Why didn't you come?" The corners of Ji Yunhe's mouth moved as she deliberated whether or not to tell her the truth.
On second thought, telling her about his death was probably not wise. The goal here was to dissolve this emotional turbulence, not make it worse...
The demonic attachment was growing more and more agitated. Seeing the demon was about to turn again, Ji Yunhe quickly retreated and headed back to Changyi.
The giant black bird did not wildly thrash around this time. It just raised its head and repeatedly called to the sky, as if questioning the one who never came. When Ji Yunhe returned with a troubled face, Changyi asked, "Your disguise failed?"
"No. But things have changed a bit." Ji Yunhe crossed her legs and sat down in front of him.
"I think I can't pretend to be a scholar anymore. I probably have to be someone else."
"Who?"
"The Wuchang Saint, Ning Ruochu."