After going crazy, he was pampered by the heroine's geniuses

Chapter 158 The One Who Has No Emotion or Love

Xia Ye shook his head expressionlessly.

But in fact, I was muttering in my heart, oh! Another love-brained woman, being deceived by a scumbag and still stubborn.

She really couldn't understand the thought process of a love-brain, and she definitely couldn't empathize with him.

The woman opposite didn't seem to care about Xia Ye's reaction, she continued talking to herself.

"When I found out the truth, I went mad. I became possessed, my energy and blood turned upside down, and I nearly died. But I still used up my last bit of strength and took the man to this cliff while he was severely injured by his lovers."

The woman seemed to recall the original scene and laughed sarcastically for a while.

"You know what? That man was so grateful to me at that time. He thought I loved him so much that I was willing to save him at the cost of my own life.

He even knelt down and swore to marry only me and live a good life with me in the future. When I smiled and took out his heart with my own hands.

He never thought that I would kill him until his death. The expression on his face before he died is so unforgettable to me.

Shock! Horror! Unbelievable!

The best thing I have ever done in my life is to deal with him myself, really! Hahahaha..."

The woman suddenly laughed out loud, and when she had laughed enough she continued to speak quietly, her tone cold and heartless, as if she was telling someone else's story.

“I turned around and froze his body, then merged his flesh and blood with my own flesh and blood here on the cliff. I used the last of my spiritual power to seal this place.

This cliff was covered with heavy snow overnight, and it was frozen for thousands of miles, with no trace of human beings left.

After tens of thousands of years, I have completely refined his and my blood essence, and cultivated a delicate heart of ice.

I have been waiting for the destined person from the Shenyin Palace to inherit my mantle, but I didn't expect that those who came in couldn't even break through a small Lingxi illusion.

They were too worldly-minded and none of them could get over the test of love. They deserved to be devoured by the spirit of Lingxi Water Mirror.

I just want to find someone who is heartless and indifferent to love and is devoted to the Tao, who is qualified to inherit my last essence of power. Congratulations, you are the only one who has broken through the illusion of love.

Today, I will give you my exquisite ice heart, and let me help you advance."

Xia Ye's originally expressionless face turned into one of resistance when she heard this nonsense about Bing Xin being made from human blood.

"No, no, no, Senior. I think I'd better forget it. I'm not a disciple of the Hidden Palace of the Gods, so I really shouldn't accept such a big gift from you.

I feel unworthy of this, so I'd better go out and help you find that Holy Son, who is the most suitable person to inherit your legacy."

Xia Ye turned around and began to look for the mechanism. What a joke! Who wants that evil thing that is bleeding and filled with all the blood in the body?

She just thinks it's cruel and disgusting, okay?

"It's too late. I don't have time."

With a whisper, the huge heart in the ice crystal wall began to gradually crack, and a pure ice heart slowly floated out.

It had no consciousness and was instantly hit into Xia Ye's dantian by a force.

The Seven-Colored Golden Pill did not hesitate at all and directly wrapped the exquisite ice heart inside it, and mobilized the spiritual energy in all the tendons and veins to start running at high speed.

Xia Ye wanted to resist, but suddenly a very noble and elegant fairy figure walked out of the ice crystal wall. She sat cross-legged in front of Xia Ye, her face holy, gentle and compassionate.

She made a lightning-fast move to stop Xia Ye's movements, and then guided her spiritual energy to circulate within her body. Xia Ye instantly felt streams of pure spiritual energy surging out of her body.

It gradually filled every vein in her body, even the smaller branches, and finally flowed to her limbs and bones, and into her flesh and skin.

Her body was like a dry sapling, desperately absorbing the rain from heaven.

One day, two days, eight days passed quietly...

Shenyin Palace.

The sacrificial square at the back mountain.

Almost all the disciples were waiting here for the baptism and sacrificial ceremony to begin.

In the center of the sacrificial square stands a ten-meter-tall ice sculpture of the Goddess of Qingxiao, and next to her is a five-meter-tall ice sculpture.

It was Luo Bing's face.

Right in front of their statues, Reverend Yunshang led a group of elders, and behind him stood a row of elite disciples. Together with the three thousand inner sect disciples, they all burned incense, bowed, and kowtowed nine times toward the statues of the Goddess Qingxiao and Luo Bing in the sacrificial square.

Venerable Yunshang muttered to himself, "I am Yunshang, the 407th generation head of Shenyin Palace. Today I lead all the elders and disciples to pay homage to the founder of the sect, Venerable Luo Bing, and the Qingxiao Goddess who has been protecting our Wanli Icefield.

May the goddess and the ancestors be worshipped by incense and offerings from generation to generation, and bless our Shenyin Palace to produce many talented people, so that pillars of the immortal world will emerge as soon as possible.

Please ask the goddess and the ancestor to send down an edict, to point out the way forward for us, and to baptize and bless all the disciples with good luck. Yunshang is here to thank the goddess and the ancestor! "

Yunshang finished muttering and stood up to burn incense. Then the disciples filed out one after another and went forward one by one to be baptized in the holy pool.

It is called a holy pool, but in fact it is a spring with gurgling water in front of the statue.

Each disciple knelt in front of the spring. The elders took the spring water and poured it on their heads. They waited quietly for three breaths. If nothing unexpected happened, the baptism was completed.

This disciple was not favored by the goddess and the master, and the next person repeated the process.

Ever since the founder of the sect disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, the baptism ceremony they held had only experienced a few changes in the first few hundred years. After that, the baptism ceremony has been ordinary, with no incidents of goddesses or founders blessing good luck.

As things have developed till today, although the sect leader always holds out a glimmer of hope, in the end no unexpected event with the blessing of the goddess happens, so they gradually give up the idea.

They treated this sacrificial ceremony as an ordinary disciple baptism ceremony and did not expect anything miraculous to happen.

In addition, this time the Holy Son Juechen was in a bad mood and refused to attend the baptism ceremony. Yun Shang tried to persuade him and finally agreed to wait until the ceremony was over.

Only after mobilizing all the disciples of Shenyin Palace to go out and look for Xia Ye did Juechen reluctantly agree.

However, Yunshang didn't dare to believe Juechen's words. This little disciple, whom he had placed high hopes on, went to Tianlu Academy to study, and in less than half a year, he refreshed his cognition.

His cultivation level didn't improve much, and his personality was still as unapproachable, but when negotiating with him, he could always make him choke with one sentence, and in the end he could trick him and make a lot of promises just to get him to let him go so he could go out and look for Xia Ye.

Yunshang was very angry. How could his good disciple go to Tianlu Academy and learn some shameless and unreliable means to achieve his own goals?

Who influenced him?