Supreme Sword Exalt

Inside the Dragon Seal, the demoness deliberately moved closer again, blinking innocently with a hint of teasing. “Little Brother, do my looks please you?”

Gu Han remained silent. If it were before, he would have probably drawn his sword on the spot. Yet after seeing her memories, he couldn’t even utter a word of reproach, let alone be harsh with her.

The real Mo Chenyin was even more beautiful than the one in the illusion, especially with the added hint of allure from the Heavenly Demon Physique. With such a radiant and beautiful complexion, skin fairer than snow, she seemed like she had just come out of a painting.

She was so dazzling that despite his resolute temperament, he couldn’t help but feel a stir of emotion.

A moment later, he sighed softly. “Have you been staying in that place for a thousand years?”

The demoness smirked cunningly. “Why? Feeling sorry for me?”

Gu Han sounded defensive. “No! I was just asking!”

The demoness sighed softly. “Actually, I wasn’t that lonely. I was already severely injured and dying back then. Fortunately, I used that wisp of profound yin qi as a foundation to transform into a Heavenly Demon. I slumbered for a thousand years. When I woke up, the first thing I saw were you three unlucky bastards.”

It occurred to Gu Han that she had probably been woken up by the demonic beast riot in the Wild Forest.

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. “Huh? How did you know I stayed there for a thousand years?”

Gu Han thought for a moment. “I’ve met the senior who appeared in your illusion.”

A thousand years ago, a giant descended, and a great battle from beyond the heavens happened. Combined with the information Chongming had revealed, he was certain that the white-clad swordsman was the old blind man. Even now, Gu Han still didn’t know his name.

The demoness sighed. “That senior was a good man.”

“Hmm?”

She thought for a moment. “He deliberately cleaved that passage open to prevent me from being affected. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have had the chance to transform into a Heavenly Demon. Already severely injured as he was, yet he still had the presence of mind to care about little me, a mere Heavenly Demon...”

Gu Han was taken aback. Severely injured?

Even from within the illusion, he could tell from that faint wisp of sword intent that the man’s strength at the time far exceeded Steward Yue’s. And the man was severely injured? How strong would his peak form be? Compared to Qian Ye, who would be stronger?

The demoness said inexplicably, “Oh, right. Liu Ying... She’s not dead, you know.”

Gu Han was a bit surprised. “You didn’t need to tell me that.”

The demoness remained silent. She didn’t know why she had said it either.

He thought for a moment. “Actually, whether she lives or dies, it was her own choice. The consequences are hers to bear. As for you, even if you’ve transformed into a Heavenly Demon, you’re still the same Mo Chenyin.”

Her eyes brightened slightly as she smiled softly. “Is that so? Then would it be good if I stay as Mo Chenyin from now on?”

Gu Han found it a bit strange. “You already are. Besides, isn’t it good to be yourself?”

She drew closer again, her flaming red lips extremely alluring. “Are you sure? It’s not because I’m good-looking?”

He turned serious. “No! Definitely not!”

The demoness chuckled softly as a trace of pain flashed deep in her eyes. She slowly widened the distance between herself and Gu Han. Be yourself, huh. It does feel good, but Little Brother, doing this will get me killed...

Feeling a bit awkward, Gu Han looked into the distance. “Let’s go find this so-called hub that guy mentioned. Maybe there’s still a chance to get out.”

“Do you really believe his words?”

Gu Han shook his head. “Believe or not, we still have to take a look. I am sure everyone is trying every possible way to save me.”

***

In the Luoheng Holy Land in the Central Continent, Zuo Yang asked Wang Yong, who appeared travel-worn, “So, Junior brother is trapped?”

“Yes.”

“The Flame Emperor wants to die together with that person?”

“Yes.”

Zuo Yang nodded. “Alright. I understand.”

With that, he slowly hoisted the large black pot onto his back, tucked the boning knife into his waist, and headed outside.

He had only taken a few steps when the Holy Master landed in front of him. “Zuo Yang, you only just got back not long ago, and you’re leaving again?”

“To save Junior Brother.”

“Will you come back?”

“We’ll see.”

The Holy Master was speechless.

Zuo Yang explained seriously, “If I don’t die, I’ll come back. If I die, then I won’t be able to come back.”

The Holy Master looked exasperated. “Wait! I’ll pick a few guardians for you—”

Zuo Yang had been waiting for this. “No. I’ll choose them myself.”

“Hmm?”

“All those above the Transcendent realm should come along. And you, Holy Master... you’d better come too.”

The Holy Master appeared helpless. Is there any need to mobilize so many to save an unrelated person?! Even I have to go as well?!

Off to the side, Wang Yong shook his head silently. Holy Master is being petty. The pill formulas from Young Master Gu are worth far more than a half-saint herb. Actually, we’re the ones who owe him a favor! Before I came back, I also made a bet with that bastard Zhou Ye. If you don’t go, where will I put my face?!

Zuo Yang thought for a moment. “Holy Master, don’t force yourself. If you don’t want to go, just stay. Oh, right... What was that person’s name from last time? I think he’d make a very good Holy Son.”

The Holy Master waved his hand grandly. “Fine! Everyone above the Transcendent realm, come with me!”

***

In the Western Extreme Holy Demon Sect, Yan Qianjue sat on a demonic throne shrouded in demonic qi, his eyes slightly narrowed. His oppressive aura pressed down on everyone, making them tremble with fear.

He asked calmly, “Zhou Ye, is everyone here?”

Zhou Ye turned serious. “Reporting to the Sect Master! All cultivators within the Holy Demon Sect above the Transcendent realm are here!”

Yan Qianjue stood up abruptly, his demonic might surging around him, exuding a dominating aura that looked down upon the world. “Good! Then let’s—”

Just then, he noticed Yu Miao walking slowly toward him.

The demonic might vanished instantly, and he wore a smile. “Good daughter, just as you said, not a single one above the Transcendent realm is missing. Do you have any further instructions?”

The demonic cultivators’ hearts skipped a beat at the sight of the beauty. At the Western Extreme Holy Demon Sect, everyone understood one truth. Everyone had to obey the sect master. However, this young lady was the supreme sect master! Even the sect master had to obey her!

Yu Miao commanded simply, “Go to the Eastern Wasteland and save Junior Brother.”

The demons responded eagerly, afraid to be even half a beat slow, “Understood!”

Zhou Ye’s heart surged with excitement. This time, I can finally grind that scoundrel Wang Yong’s face into the dirt!

***

In the Fu estate, Fu Youde’s attitude was completely opposite to last time. “We must save him! Who knew that stone carried such a huge hidden danger! If not for him, our family would have faced a tremendous disaster!”

Fatty reminded him kindly, “Father, there are also the pill formulas. You know how precious those are without me saying. My brother handed them all over without even blinking!”

Fu Youde glared at him. “I know! But as for the old ancestor, if he makes a move again, I’m afraid—”

The old ancestor’s hoarse voice came through. “It doesn’t matter. I can still hold on. I won’t die so easily before Yulin grows up.”

Fu Youde thought for a moment. “In that case, then—”

Fatty hesitated before saying, “Father, there’s one more thing.”

“Speak!”

“When we get there, can you save me some face? I am, after all... the Heaven-Conquering Prince.”

Fu Youde gave a contemptuous smile. Is Heaven-Conquering Prince that impressive? Well, I’m the Heaven-Conquering Prince’s father! Do I boast about it?