My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Zhao Tong's expression was complex, as if there were pains he couldn't speak of.

Chen Yi blinked his eyes.

Since the other party was so earnest in his deception, he also earnestly paused in astonishment for a moment.

Seeing him freeze up, Zhao Tong let out a long sigh, as if after a fierce inner struggle, he had no choice but to choose to act with a clear conscience.

"Is it really true?" After a while, Chen Yi came to his senses and asked, but Zhao Tong's expression was sincere, not seeming like he was lying.

"...Entering such a sinister sect, they are naturally its disciples." Zhao Tong said slowly, "They conspired with us in secret to kill you. To be honest, I also wavered, but... a cultivator still has a conscience... alas..."

After saying this, he added, "If Battalion Commander Chen doesn't believe it, I have their token, which can prove it."

The current situation inside the tower was even more dangerous than initially expected; the previous plan must be altered.

If he must be killed, then instead of just killing him, why not let him and the White Lotus Sect fight each other, dog eat dog.

Once a conflict arises that's too messy to resolve, one side will surely end in death or injury.

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.

Chen Yi did his best to remain calm and asked, "The token, where's the token you mentioned?"

Zhao Tong naturally had a token from conspiring with the White Lotus Sect. He openly took it from the square ground and presented it to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi turned his face slightly, holding the token in his hand, controlling the trembling in his fingers.

"I thought we had at least some friendship, but to think they secretly wanted to murder me, this White Lotus Sect, this White Lotus Sect..." This crude martial artist spoke incoherently and simply said, "Damn it, how can this White Lotus Sect be so vile?"

"The White Lotus Sect's villainy is well known," Zhao Tong continued, "Moreover, they're cunning and adept at manipulating people; even I almost got deceived."

Chen Yi's face showed he was almost convinced. After calming his emotions, his expression became serious.

"Battalion Commander Chen... do you have any other questions?"

"No more." Chen Yi shook his head, handing the token back.

Seeing the person had taken the bait, Zhao Tong's eyes flickered slightly, then he helplessly sighed again, preparing to continue speaking.

"By the way, how did you and the White Lotus Sect come together?"

"How else could we…" Halfway through his words, he abruptly stopped, his turn to be stunned.

After a while, he suppressed his expression and said, "Didn't we meet at the theater outside?"

"Outside?" Chen Yi furrowed his brows tightly and said, "I've been trapped in this tower all these days and have never escaped outside."

Zhao Tong froze on the spot.

The person in front of him, carrying a sword and a saber, looked exactly like the person he had seen before,

If Chen Yi had been trapped in the tower all along, then who was the one in the theater before?

In an instant, a chill surged up from his spine, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice pit.

...…

Gazing at Chen Yi's back, Zhao Tong's eyes were uncertain.

He couldn't be mistaken; the Chen Yi before him was almost identical to his impression, and observing his aura, moving like a dragon and a tiger, he didn't seem like a residual spirit in disguise.

This Chen Yi claimed to have been in the tower all along, and Zhao Tong suspected he was intentionally deceiving him, so he had casually asked many questions in conversation; the more he heard, the more alarmed he became.

This Chen Yi appeared to have conducted a deep investigation into the origins and methods of these residual spirits, as if he had indeed been here for several days.

In that case, which Chen Yi was real and which was fake?

In this Demon Refining Abyss, divination was obstructed, and no amount of divination would yield results. On the rare occasion it did, it was very likely deliberately misleading by some existence.

If the one outside was fake... then cooperating with the White Lotus Sect from the beginning was just a conspiracy?

Slight chills surged once more, and Zhao Tong could only strive to recall the differences between the two to discern the real from the fake. With limited memory, he couldn't find much unusual about Chen Yi; the only distinction was that this Chen Yi traveled with another woman...

Was the key with that woman?

Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, deciding to suppress his thoughts for now and watch how things unfolded.

Chen Yi didn't need to look; he could roughly guess the Heavenly Master's chief disciple was unsettled in his heart.

The chief disciple is indeed a chief disciple, but these Taoists cultivating on the mountain, without divination, divination, lots, and other divine arts and magical techniques, stripped of the packaging of divine strategy, their capability for scheming diminished greatly.

Did they still want to use him as a tool in their game against the White Lotus Sect?

Unfortunately for them, he had never liked being used as a tool for swordplay, so he could only trouble these Dragon and Tiger Mountain Daoists to fight among themselves like dogs.

Chen Yi pressed his hand to his chest, suppressing the residual spirits that were starting to stir again in his Heart Lake.

Turning back from that lake, Chen Yi saw Donggong Ruoshu standing at the edge of the group of Daoists, not very far, yet not very close, exhibiting a stance of keeping strangers at a distance, but being alone, seemed awkward and at a loss. Such a sight always invoked tenderness, and Chen Yi couldn't help but soften his thoughts.

He walked over in a few steps and spoke out to ease the situation, "Waiting for me?"

She nodded, "Yes."

"I figured," he said, glancing at those Taoists, who obviously remained wary, "It seems you haven't quite managed to fit in with them."

Yin Weiyin wanted to roll her eyes at him,

She wasn't unable to fit in, she simply stood out among them.

However, when actually faced with it, she had to feign a weak nod in response, "Perhaps, they don't quite like me."

"No worries, they don't like me either."

Hearing these words, which were somewhat pleasing, Yin Weiyin allowed Donggong Ruoshu to reward him with a smile.

But on second thought, he might say such charming words to anyone, which left Yin Weiyin inexplicably unsettled, furrowing her brow lightly. Although Chen Yi was generally shameless and lecherous, when actually together, you would be surprised to find he always had touching words that could reach your heart, all genuinely heartfelt, though seldom expressed.