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This donghua is adapted from the novel "Zhu Xian" written by Xiao Ding

ZHU XIAN Immortal Executioner

Episode 20

My meridians are in chaos.

My spiritual energy is nearly depleted.

Disciples, heed my command!

Search thoroughly.

Leave no trace unchecked.

- Yes. - Yes.

Uncle Master, over here!

The thief is nearby.

Search separately.

- Yes. - Yes.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

The road is slippery.

I nearly fell.

All gather here immediately!

Father,

if we search only this area,

we'll miss other locations.

Demon,

you have nowhere left to hide.

I've waited patiently

for this moment of your weakness.

Surrender the Savage Flame Circle,

and I

will spare your life.

You promised to use five artifacts in exchange for the formation,

yet in centuries,

only three artifacts were delivered.

Did you think I wouldn't see through your schemes?

You refuse the toast.

Now taste the punishment I've saved for you.

True, I'm wounded.

But to threaten me?

Your flames lack heat.

Just bluffing.

Take this demon together!

That day,

the same fire scorched me.

Linglong,

in your eyes,

what was I back then?

Perish!

What?

It's her.

It's you.

Three hundred years ago,

you stole the Flame Disk.

Am I right,

Nine-tailed Fox Demon?

Old-timer Yun,

your character is rotten,

but your memory serves well.

Yes.

It's indeed me.

How dare you show up again?

Today,

we settle all accounts.

You lack both Flame Disk

and Savage Flame Circle.

To challenge me?

Train for eight more centuries!

Fiend!

Why sabotage my plans?

I simply despise Fenxiang Valley.

So what?

With a thousand years of cultivation,

you're still ignorant.

You protect him so fiercely.

But you don't know

that he told you the Flame Disk

only to manipulate you

against my plans.

So what?

Xun, watch out!

Cornered beasts fight hardest.

Send words to Qingyun

that Fenxiang Valley will hunt down

the beast demons relentlessly.

- Yes. - Yes.

I never imagined

you'd fall so low.

Why did you come?

Old-timer Yun and I

seek the same thing.

So death

feels like this?

Why shedding tears?

Soon I'll join you.

Here!

Don't let him escape!

After him!

After him!

Stop, demon!

Stop!

Gui Li!

Stop him!

You can't escape today.

Cease struggling.

He's gravely wounded.

It's the perfect chance to capture him

to learn more secrets about Illusory Moon Cave.

Take him back to Qingyun

to await Master's judgment.

Zeng Shuchang's cultivation is profound.

I must keep backup plans to ensure victory.

Surrender now.

Oh, no.

Another skilled fighter?

Guard him well.

Do not approach the woods ahead.

Father!

Be careful!

Who is there?

Who are you people?

Why interfere in Qingyun Sect's affairs?

Look out!

They have accomplices!

What?

Who are you

to trespass in Qingyun Sect?

Stop!

Xiaofan!

Who are you?

This golden light technique...

Father, are you alright?

The enemies have profound cultivation.

And they outnumber us.

Do not act rashly.

What faction are they from?

Could they be from the cult?

They deliberately conceal their true arts.

But those aren't the cult arts.

Moreover,

if they were the cult members,

why would they hide themselves?

However,

who would

want to rescue that demon?

Could it be...

What do they want with him?

Someone else takes interest in him?

Senior.

He...

Did they capture him?

No.

His allies rescued him.

Xueqi,

what's happened to you?

You insisted on following your heart,

and refused to cut ties with him,

even angering Master Daoxuan

and offending Fenxiang Valley.

Master defended you.

But when that man tried to destroy Zhuxian,

no matter what happened,

you shouldn't have recklessly aided him.

This isn't the path you seek.

Something feels wrong.

Uncle Master, check it out.

Disordered internal energy

and damaged vital organs.

How was he injured so gravely?

He was under the Zhuxian Sword.

What did you expect?

Let's treat his wounds first.

The rest

depends on fate.

Why

recite sutras for me?

What's

the point

of all this?

The acupuncture is at a critical stage.

Do not move at all.

The waning moon hangs in the long night, clouds veiling the stars

Empty mountains, withered grass all gone

The western wind brushes sorrow across a thousand miles

Bamboo shadows ripple on emerald peaks

Pour a drifting cup, asking heaven and earth

How can one escape fate?

Even with temples grayed by hardship, I never let go

Smoke rises from the hearth of the bamboo dwelling

Where can I seek and find it?

Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide

All in vain

Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated

Dreams return to the past

The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I return home?

Where can I seek and find it?

Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide

All in vain

Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated

Dreams return to the past

The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I return home?

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I

return home?