"Master..."
Outside the Haotian Mirror, the Taiyin Empress Wen Yaxian's eyes filled with tears.
Those days were the most painful in her life, living each day with hatred towards Xiao Fan.
Now that the truth was revealed, she understood why Xiao Fan did everything he did.
It was all to save her.
But who could understand Xiao Fan's pain?
Bearing all the sins and curses, she couldn't imagine how Xiao Fan had endured all these years.
Two crystal-clear tears slid down the Taiyin Empress's cheeks.
Thinking about Xiao Fan's deal with the demonic consciousness, the Taiyin Empress's body trembled.
Now she stood here, respected as the Taiyin Empress, while Xiao Fan had become the infamous Netherworld Demon Emperor, burdened with countless sins. The outcome was painfully clear.
In the Primordial Imperial City, the North Ming Empress Leng Ruoxue pointed at the Taiyin Empress's nose, cursing, "It's all your fault! If Master hadn't tried to save you, he wouldn't have made a deal with that demonic consciousness, and he wouldn't have become the Netherworld Demon Emperor. Everything is your fault!"
The North Ming Empress was furious.
It was clear now that Xiao Fan's transformation into the Netherworld Demon Emperor was due to the influence of the demonic consciousness within Wen Yaxian.
The Taiyin Empress Wen Yaxian's expression darkened, but she did not refute.
She knew Leng Ruoxue was right.
She had caused her master's downfall.
The truth was out; everyone now knew how the kind-hearted Xiao Fan became the feared Netherworld Demon Emperor.
To save Wen Yaxian, he forced a deal with the demonic consciousness and was ultimately controlled by it, falling completely into the demonic path.
The onlookers sighed over Xiao Fan's tragic life.
They hated the Netherworld Demon Emperor who brought calamity to the world, not the gentle, kind-hearted Xiao Fan.
But fate had intertwined their lives.
Above the void, the Jade Pool Empress coldly snorted at the crowd's lamentations over Xiao Fan's tragic fate.
Xiao Fan had chosen his path and had to bear the consequences.
She had shown Xiao Fan's life through the reflection of the heavens to expose his heinous crimes.
But unexpectedly, it had garnered sympathy and praise for Xiao Fan.
This made her very displeased.
If Xiao Fan hadn't made a deal with the demonic consciousness, there would be no Netherworld Demon Emperor.
She and her husband wouldn't be separated by life and death.
Thus, Xiao Fan was the real culprit behind everything.
The Heavenly Fire Empress slowly approached the Taiyin Empress Wen Yaxian and coldly asked, "Now that you know the truth, what do you feel?"
Unlike her previous meaningful expression, the Heavenly Fire Empress now openly displayed her hostility.
"What do you mean?" the Taiyin Empress Wen Yaxian frowned.
She couldn't recall ever offending the Heavenly Fire Empress, but from the moment she appeared, the Heavenly Fire Empress had been targeting her.
Looking at the mocking expression of the Heavenly Fire Empress, the Taiyin Empress was certain she had never offended her before.
Before joining forces against the Netherworld Demon Emperor, she had no interaction with the Heavenly Fire Empress.
Now, the Heavenly Fire Empress's targeting must be related to Xiao Fan...
Thinking of this, the Taiyin Empress Wen Yaxian glanced at Xiao Fan, now a living dead man in the Primordial Imperial City.
Although she didn't know why the Heavenly Fire Empress was targeting her, it was likely related to Xiao Fan.
As for what happened between the Heavenly Fire Empress and Xiao Fan, she could only find out through the Haotian Mirror.
Inside the Haotian Mirror.
Wen Yaxian, exhausted and mentally broken, had fainted.
When she woke up again, she wished everything had been a nightmare.
But seeing the chains on her hands and feet, she knew it wasn't a dream.
Her parents, and all 175 villagers, were dead.
And the one who killed them was her beloved master, Xiao Fan.
Tears of regret flowed down Wen Yaxian's pale face.
If she hadn't saved Xiao Fan back then, none of this would have happened.
She was the cause of her parents' and the villagers' deaths!
"Ah!" Wen Yaxian couldn't control her emotions and cried out loud.
Creak—
The door opened.
Xiao Fan entered, expressionless, carrying a tray of food.
"You're hungry, right? I made your favorite braised fish."
Saying this, Xiao Fan placed the food in front of Wen Yaxian.
Seeing Xiao Fan, Wen Yaxian's sorrow turned to anger.
She glared at him with burning hatred, trying to see if his heart was as black as it seemed.
But Xiao Fan remained indifferent, his expression unchanged.
"Eat," Xiao Fan said, placing the food before her.
Clang!
Wen Yaxian angrily knocked the food over, screaming hysterically, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"
Seeing her rage, Xiao Fan remained expressionless, saying, "If you cooperate, I won't appear in front of you."
"Now, eat the food!"
Xiao Fan's face turned harsh as he picked up the spilled food and shoved it into Wen Yaxian's mouth.
"Mmm~" Wen Yaxian struggled desperately.
But Xiao Fan remained indifferent, force-feeding her the food.
"I won't let you die. I still need your Taiyin power to heal and advance my cultivation."
Xiao Fan's eyes, devoid of emotion, stared at her.
Wen Yaxian's eyes quickly filled with tears.
At that moment, she finally accepted the reality and gave up hope.
The cold, heartless man before her was no longer the Xiao Fan she once loved.
Perhaps this was the real Xiao Fan.
Everything before had been a facade.
Looking at the cold, heartless man, Wen Yaxian's resolve hardened.
She couldn't die!
Not until she avenged her parents and the 175 villagers by killing Xiao Fan!
Wen Yaxian began to eat the food he fed her, not caring that it had fallen to the ground.
Seeing this, Xiao Fan smiled, "That's right. Even if you want revenge, you need to stay alive first."
"Rest now. I'll come back later to use your Taiyin power for healing."
With that, Xiao Fan left the room, his steps hurried.
Wen Yaxian's eyes, filled with hatred, coldly watched his retreating figure.
Outside the room, Xiao Fan collapsed weakly to the ground.
From now on, Wen Yaxian would feel nothing but hatred for him.
Thinking of her hateful gaze, he had prepared himself, but facing it was still heart-wrenching.
At that moment, the usually resolute Xiao Fan couldn't control his emotions and wept silently.
He hugged his legs, sitting on the ground, sobbing without a sound.