Supreme Sword Exalt

Besides these Heavenly Prides, there were even more people who came with the intention of picking up leftovers, just like those two at the very beginning. Of course, they also became the favorite prey of those demonic shadows.

Dried corpses lay scattered around the portal, each having died in a bizarre manner. As time passed, the portal vibrated slightly once more, and two more people walked out. This time, it was a man and a woman. Since he was at the Ascension realm, his cultivation aura was extremely obscure.

Donning a pink, long dress, the woman was enchanting. Her dress was sheer, exposing large swathes of snow-white skin. With every movement she made, ever more alluring glimpses were revealed, igniting the man’s desire. She was actually at the Saint realm!

After seeing the dried corpses all over the ground, she feigned surprise and threw herself into the man’s arms. “Oh my! Senior Brother, how terrifying!”

Her eyes narrowed enticingly, and her voice was seductive to the bone.

The man cursed inwardly, You little minx!

He gently held her, feeling that his throat was a little dry. “With me here, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

His hands began to wander, and in the blink of an eye, he had explored most of the woman’s body. Nevertheless, that was as far as he went. This woman, born with a seductive physique, was his master’s forbidden possession. Hence, he only dared to take advantage of her on the surface.

Feeling the woman deliberately twisting, he took a deep breath. Just wait! After master takes your primordial yin, I’ll give you a proper working over!

Thinking of this, he glanced around, frowning slightly. “Junior Sister, hurry up and take out the item. We should complete Master's instructions. Don’t worry about anything else for now!”

The woman nodded with a flash of nearly imperceptible envy. Following that, she took out a light blue, semi-transparent round bead. Within, a wisp of dark-colored aura lay quietly, motionless.

Her tone turned sour, yet the seductive undertone in her voice only grew stronger. “Senior Brother, it’s been over a thousand years. How could Senior Sister Mo possibly still be alive?”

The man smiled. “You don’t understand. Master said that she is a Profound Yin Heavenly Demon. How could ordinary methods possibly injure her?”

Pink light swirled in the woman’s eyes. “Then, between me and Senior Sister Mo, who is prettier?”

The man laughed heartily. “Equal! Each has their own merits!”

Inwardly, he cursed, Pft! You think a whore like you can compare to Junior Sister Mo? You’re nothing more than a cauldron to heal Master! Never mind Junior Sister Mo, you can’t even compare to Junior Sister Leng, who just joined.

Thinking of this, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes. He immediately struck the round bead with a magical technique. The dark-colored aura slowly rotated.

He was overjoyed. “Great! Junior Sister Mo is still alive! I haven’t seen her in a thousand years. I’ve missed her so much! What a pity Master was severely injured back then, and can’t come in person. Otherwise, a reunion after a thousand years apart would be quite something to look forward to! Oh well, bringing her back is an equally extraordinary feat!”

He then held the round bead and sensed it carefully. “Over there!”

Tightly embracing the woman, they vanished with a flash.

***

Outside the Wangxiang Village, the demoness knelt before a newly built grave in plain clothes. Her gaze was dim.

Three days had passed since the old man’s funeral. She had also knelt there for just as long. After sending everyone else away, Gu Han had silently accompanied her the whole time.

Suddenly, the demoness murmured softly, “He was just like my grandfather. His personality, his tone, and the concern he showed me... almost exactly the same. But I deceived him for ten years. I... am not Ah Yin at all.”

Gu Han sighed. “It doesn’t matter. Even if Ah Yin were reborn, she couldn’t have done better than you. Meeting the old man was your good fortune. Likewise, meeting you was the old man’s good fortune.”

Without the demoness, the old man would have died ten years ago, with a body full of illness and a heart full of despair. For him, that would have been truly cruel.

The demoness gently rubbed the bodhi seed. “Grandpa has reached his end.”

She trembled, then grew somewhat more transparent. Even her appearance began to shift. It first changed into Liu Ying's, but with the last of her strength, she transformed it into Mo Chenyin's instead.

Gu Han’s heart sank sharply. He knew very well what this meant. Without hesitation, he pulled the tottering demoness into his arms and held her tight. The demoness leaned her head gently against his shoulder.

With a blissful smile, she tightly clutched the bodhi seed. “The truth is, I couldn’t hold on much longer, but I couldn’t bear to leave grandpa, and I couldn’t bear to leave you even more. Now that grandpa has reached his end, I have reached my end as well.”

She grew even more transparent. With bloodshot eyes, Gu Han carried her away with large strides.

“What are you doing?”

“Looking for Senior Yan!”

“It’s useless.”

“I’ll still look!”

The demoness stroked his cheek with concern. “Silly you... You still have to undergo the human tribulation.”

Gu Han’s expression was somewhat ferocious. “To hell with the human tribulation! I’m not undergoing it!”

I need a saint herb! One that replenishes soul power! Even if it only extends her life by a few days, I must find one!

Gu Han was panicking and was very afraid. Whether it was Zheng Ning, the barbarians, or Yun Ao, no matter how powerful the enemy he faced, he had felt only anger and defiance, never fear.

However, at this moment, he was truly afraid. Without her, his world would no longer be complete. He frantically called out to Qian Ye. Just as before, no response came. Perhaps Qian Ye was still tired, or perhaps because Gu Han was in the midst of the human tribulation.

The demoness’ expression was somewhat dazed. “Will you accompany me to admire the moon?”

Gu Han froze. “It’s daytime right now. You’re so silly, can’t we wait until night? Didn’t grandpa say he won’t be spying on us anymore? We don’t have to sneak around anymore.”

She pleaded to him, “No... Please... One last time... It’s my final wish.”

After a brief silence, Gu Han gently turned around, taking her to the summit of Cold Mountain. “Alright.”

The same spot, the same people, but only the sky was clear and bright, lacking a full moon.

The demoness lay in Gu Han’s arms, gazing at the sky. “The moon will definitely be very, very beautiful tonight."

Gu Han’s fists were clenched so tightly they almost drew blood. Without you, what does it matter how beautiful the moonlight is?!

Seeing that he wasn’t speaking, the demoness smiled softly. “Am I beautiful?”

Gu Han’s heart ached as if twisted with a knife, and he nodded heavily. “Very, very beautiful!”

The demoness’ eyes curved into two crescent moons. “How wonderful...”

To end like this is perfect.

***

At the Tianlong Temple, within a strange space, an old monk sat cross-legged on the blood-red crystal ground, chanting Buddhist scriptures. A faint light shimmered on him, blocking the wisps of red mist that invaded from the outside.

In the air above, a skull over a thousand zhang long hovered silently. Its three eyes were tightly closed, securely sealed by several thick, orderly divine chains. Below, Wu Xin stared intently at the skull, his eyes full of curiosity, ignorance, and a hint of provocation.

Seemingly sensing something, the old monk slowly opened his eyes.

“What’s wrong, Master?”

The old monk was silent for a moment before saying, “Nothing.”

Having said that, he closed his eyes again.

***

On the summit of Cold Mountain, two figures appeared silently behind Gu Han. It was a man and a woman.

Looking at the demoness leaning in Gu Han’s arms, excitement flashed in the man’s eyes. “Junior Sister, it’s been over a thousand years. We finally met again!”