Chapter 116: I'll Wait for You, Looking My Best!

Chapter 116: I'll Wait for You, Looking My Best!

"Hmph, a remnant of the Blood Palace, hiding within our Purple Heaven Alliance, is truly despicable!"

The Purple Heaven Immortal, in her haste, managed only to severely injure the person and couldn't capture them.

"That crimson light, is it the work of the Blood Lord?" A Supreme Being spoke up, his eyes filled with solemnity.

The reason why the Foolish Daoist was able to instantly break free from everyone's encirclement just now was due to that crimson blood droplet.

"I once obtained a drop of blood and asked the Destiny Slate about it."

The answer from the Destiny Slate was that it belonged to the Great Demon! The Purple Heaven Immortal raised her head, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Upon hearing about the Destiny Slate, everyone present had a solemn expression, and a trace of greed appeared in their hearts.

That was the ultimate treasure of this world, born alongside the Buddha, rumored to reveal the past and future.

The Purple Heaven Immortal's achievements were closely tied to the Destiny Slate.

It could be said that with the Destiny Slate, the Purple Heaven Immortal possessed the strongest combat power in this world.

And so, the Destiny Slate became a tool for the Purple Heaven Immortal to assert her authority.

Whether the Blood Lord is the Great Demon or not doesn't matter," she continued. "What's important is that the Destiny Slate declared the Blood Lord to be the Great Demon. Therefore, the Blood Lord is the Great Demon, and the world must unite to strike him down!"

...

At the Ends of the Southern Heavens, within the Blood Palace.

As dawn approached, there was no sun, but a faint light still illuminated the area.

The Ends of the Southern Heavens was located in the southernmost part of this world, the first place to be touched by the morning light.

In a chamber, a young girl with cheeks as white as snow and sleek black hair framing her delicate face sat before a mirror, carefully drawing fine, curved eyebrows. Her slightly pale face was transformed into a beautiful makeup, and the flowers in the pear wood vanity reflected her face in the mirror.

The girl stood up, her long skirt embroidered with intricate and detailed pairs of partridges. Her eyes also lit up with excitement.

Every morning, the Golden Canary would wake up early and carefully draw her eyebrows.

Even after three hundred years, she seemed to have retained her appearance from the Nine Coils Mountain, still loving beauty and paying attention to her looks."

"Golden Canary sister, I heard that the Foolish Daoist has returned," a hurried and crisp female voice called out from outside the room. "But when he came back, he was severely injured and fell into a coma before he could speak. Should we go and see him?"

"What?" The Golden Canary's delicate eyes flashed with urgency. "What happened?"

"Yanran sister told me that the Foolish Daoist has been undercover in the Purple Heaven Alliance all this time. This sudden return must mean he has brought back something important.

I estimate that the Purple Heaven Alliance will soon arrive at our Blood Palace." The girl's voice was filled with worry. "Golden Canary sister, should we go to the main hall to see the Foolish Daoist?"

"Okay..."

"Huh? Golden Canary sister?" The girl looked puzzled.

Because she saw the Golden Canary running out of the chamber, not even having the time to put on her shoes. Her bare feet, as white as young lotus roots, held up her skirt as she ran outside.

She was confused? Why was she in such a hurry, as if she were rushing to be reborn?

Outside the Blood Palace, the seawater churned. A man in a crimson robe stood nearby, a faint smile in his eyes, gazing into the distance. His body also transformed into a stream of light, heading towards the sea.

"Blood Droplet!"

The girl's face was filled with excitement, her eyes brimming with tears. She held up her skirt and ran, crashing into the embrace of the crimson-robed man.

She clung to him like a koala, no longer concerned about her appearance. Her long legs wrapped tightly around Qi Yuan's waist.

"I knew it, I knew you'd come back to see me!" The Golden Canary's voice trembled with emotion.

"Sorry, I'm late," Qi Yuan said, supporting the girl's plump thigh with one hand and placing the other on her back.

Seeing the girl's familiar beautiful face, he broke into a brilliant smile.

After a while in Qi Yuan's embrace, the Golden Canary still clung to him, reluctant to leave. She looked at Qi Yuan's face, her cheeks flushing red like a peach blossom. She whispered, "You've become even more handsome... Good thing I put on makeup this morning, or I'd be outshone by you!"

"I knew it, you still admire my looks," Qi Yuan said, his smile widening. "Along the way, everyone who saw me was afraid of me."

"Hmph, those people are blind!" The Golden Canary's voice was filled with joy. "I'm the first beauty of the Eighteen Mountains, and you, Blood Droplet, are the first handsome man of the Eighteen Mountains!"

Hearing the Golden Canary's voice, Qi Yuan tightened his embrace.

He held the Golden Canary and gazed out at the sea.

In the sea, a Gate of Ten Thousand Doors stood.

The Golden Canary also noticed the gate, her expression a bit dazed.

Qi Yuan grabbed the Golden Canary's small foot and brushed off the dust: "It's dirty, let's wash it."

A warm sensation washed over the Golden Canary, and she looked at Qi Yuan, feeling shy: "I just woke up, and my shoes aren't even on... Don't touch my feet, it tickles!"

Qi Yuan placed the Golden Canary on a large rock by the sea, and they sat side by side, facing the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors.

【You have comprehended Primordial Energy, +100 to your Innate Ability.】

Just as Qi Yuan had done at the Nine Coils Mountain, he now comprehended the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors with the Golden Canary by his side.

"Blood Droplet, I suspect you lied to me!" The Golden Canary said, sounding displeased.

"Lied about what?"

"You lied about comprehending the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors making you more beautiful. I've been comprehending it for so many years, and there's been no effect at all!

And... and everyone says that the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors... is an Inauspicious Gate, containing... the heart demon of the Great Demon.

If one continues to comprehend, they might be possessed by the Great Demon's heart demon." The Golden Canary's voice carried a hint of worry.

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, gazing at the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors.

【The Gate of Ten Thousand Doors, an infinite gate, a gate of ten thousand doors, it can be any gate.】

According to Shang Yanran and Bai Ze's investigation, the Gate of Ten Thousand Doors was a replica created by the endless heart demons of the Flowwind Realm.

However, the answer Qi Yuan saw through his eyes had nothing to do with a replica.

Qi Yuan gently patted the Golden Canary's head, speaking softly: "Everything is just hearsay, and we've never seen it ourselves, so how can we know what's true or false?

Amidst the rumors of Buddhas, Great Demons, and Demonesses, it's hard to discern truth from fiction. Perhaps, someone fabricated these tales. Perhaps, the reality is entirely different from what they claim.

When it comes to rumors, Qi Yuan has always believed only a third of what he hears.

What he trusts most is his own eyes.

"Golden Canary, don't believe anyone but yourself. Understand?" Qi Yuan said, gently tugging at Golden Canary's sleeve.

The sea breeze stirred the ocean's surface, creating a spectacle of splashing waves.

Golden Canary tilted her head, looking at Qi Yuan, "This young miss will reluctantly trust you!"

Qi Yuan smiled gently, "Alright, we should head back to Blood Palace; there are still some matters to attend to."

Golden Canary suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "Oh no, I forgot! Foolish Daoist seems to have brought back important information but is heavily injured and unconscious!"

Golden Canary informed Qi Yuan about Foolish Daoist's undercover mission.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan said, "Let's go and see."

Initially, Qi Yuan had twenty-seven followers, with Foolish Daoist as their leader.

Among them, Foolish Daoist was the eldest brother.

...

Inside the Blood Palace.

Foolish Daoist lay on the bed, the sheets stained red with blood, his face as pale as paper, heavily injured and unconscious.

Shang Yanran, with her enchanting face, wore a solemn expression, "Purple Heaven Immortal's strength is growing stronger. With just one strike, our eldest brother suffered a severe injury."

These twenty-seven individuals had sworn brotherhood.

Among them, Foolish Daoist was the eldest.

They all held immense respect for Foolish Daoist.

Bai Ze, standing by, expressed his concerns, "With the Destiny Slate in her possession, Purple Heaven Immortal's power is becoming more terrifying. I wonder if our Blood Palace can safely weather this crisis?"

"Husband, why worry? We'll know once we engage in battle," Shang Yanran said with a competitive spirit.

She and Bai Ze had been a married couple even before they heard the teachings.

Their personalities were vastly different.

"Sigh," Bai Ze sighed, "I just find this world too challenging. How can someone like Purple Heaven Immortal, who deceives and misleads, become a leader of the realm?"

"Who gave her the Destiny Slate?" Shang Yanran asked, remembering something and then continued, "If a battle ensues, we should send the Master's wife away in advance."

"Master's wife? Who is that?"

Just then, a strange and ethereal voice echoed through the grand hall.

A handsome man in a blood-red robe appeared, holding the hand of a girl in bright yellow silk.

The girl's face was flushed, and she glanced at the crowd, stealing a quick look at Qi Yuan, "Don't talk nonsense!"

At that moment, everyone in the grand hall was filled with excitement and disbelief upon hearing the voice and seeing the blood-robed figure beside the girl.

"Blood Lord!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Over a dozen figures rushed forward, their excitement palpable.

They never expected to see the Blood Lord, who had disappeared for three hundred years, on this day.

Their master! Qi Yuan's eyes held a faint smile.

Reuniting with an old friend brought him joy.

However, after seeing Golden Canary, his joy diminished slightly.

He looked at Foolish Daoist on the bed and spoke softly, "Injured by Purple Heaven Immortal?"

Shang Yanran was somewhat excited but replied seriously, "Yes."

"What a pity. When I arrived, I only encountered their army and not Purple Heaven Immortal. Otherwise, I would have ended that clown with a single sword strike," Qi Yuan sighed.

He had been gone for three hundred years.

This Purple Heaven Immortal had been relentlessly slandering him.

Qi Yuan felt he had gained a lot from this.

When he completes the game, he will register multiple accounts and flood the forums with posts defaming Bright Palace.

"Master... Did you come from Nine Coils Mountain?" Shang Yanran asked.

"Yes, I've been on the move, fighting and killing along the way without stopping," he replied.

Qi Yuan's speed was indeed fast.

The Master Teacher, the little old man of Black Feather and White Emperor, wanted to spread the news of the Blood Lord's revival to the ends of the world.

The news was still on its way, but Qi Yuan had already reached the ends of the world.

"Master, Purple Heaven Immortal is attacking with overwhelming force. My suggestion is for us to leave our base and not confront Purple Heaven Immortal directly.

Within the Purple Heaven Alliance, there are over a hundred Supreme Beings, and Purple Heaven Immortal's strength is unfathomable.

As for our Blood Palace, we only have eight Supreme Beings, and one is heavily injured. We are no match for the Purple Heaven Alliance," Shang Yanran said calmly.

If the Blood Lord hadn't returned, she would have ordered a retreat.

But now that the Blood Lord is back, she needs to ask for the Master's opinion.

Golden Canary also tugged at Qi Yuan's sleeve and whispered, "Blood Droplet, the enemy is too strong. Let's run!"

Golden Canary didn't care about face; she just wanted to survive.

Qi Yuan looked at the crowd and said slowly, "Those who wronged me are the ones we should confront. Why should we run?"

His face exuded confidence, "Everything is under my control!"

If it were the Supreme Beings of the North-South Decision, Qi Yuan would still feel some apprehension.

But the Supreme Beings of this era, rather than being Supreme Beings, were more like semi-Supreme Beings hanging onto the title. Without Primordial Divine Ability, they were on the same level as Qi Yuan.

Should Qi Yuan, a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator, fear those of the same level?

A single sword could easily handle a pile of them.

The only one who might be a bit tricky is Purple Heaven Immortal.

The rest of the group exchanged glances upon hearing Qi Yuan's words.

Shang Yanran smiled and said, "Since Master is here, everything is fine!"

Bai Ze still looked worried but didn't say anything.

For them, the Master's sacredness surpassed even the Destiny Slate.

Qi Yuan turned to Foolish Daoist, and his hand lightly tapped the air.

A blood-red light appeared in the air and eventually condensed into a drop of blood.

Qi Yuan gently flicked the blood droplet into Foolish Daoist's mouth and said, "In half a day, he will wake up."

This healing technique was from the Demon-Human Path.

The current Qi Yuan had already surpassed the skills of the Supreme Being and White Emperor long ago.

The injuries were not a problem for Qi Yuan, who quickly healed them.

"Since there's no issue, I'll take my leave for now."

"When the Purple Heaven Alliance attacks, I'll make my move," Qi Yuan added.

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he left with Golden Canary by his side.

In this life, his deepest connection was with Golden Canary.

He was about to delve into the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties.

After annihilating the Purple Heaven Alliance, he would attempt to enter the Gate.

Currently, the Gate had not yet opened, and Qi Yuan wasn't entirely sure he could enter.

The rest were merely passersby in his eyes.

"We bid farewell to Master!" they said respectfully.

"Farewell to the Blood Lord!" Golden Canary added.

As Qi Yuan departed, those present felt as if they were in a dream.

The Blood Lord had come and gone in a hurry.

A brief silence filled the room, and then a Great Supreme spoke up.

"Fellow Supremes, did you discern Master's strength?" he asked, broaching a sensitive topic.

Normally, he wouldn't have asked such a question.

But now, with the Purple Heaven Alliance's threat looming, they couldn't afford to be indecisive and had to consider their own safety.

"We couldn't tell," the other Supremes shook their heads.

The Blood Lord was innately sacred, making him especially mysterious to them.

At this moment, Shang Yanran spoke up, "He's probably stronger than me, but compared to the Purple Heaven Immortal, it's hard to say. After all... the Purple Heaven Immortal possesses the Destiny Slate."

Mentioning the Destiny Slate made everyone's hearts sink.

This supreme treasure had many wondrous tales.

Rumors suggested that whoever obtained it could rule the world.

Another rumor claimed that the Buddha could dominate the world because he had the Destiny Slate.

"Since Master is confident, we should trust him," Bai Ze, who always revered the Blood Lord, said blindly.

Shang Yanran, understanding her husband's nature, smiled and said, "We should prepare for both possibilities. On one hand, we'll fight alongside Master against the Purple Heaven Alliance. On the other hand, we need to find an escape route in case of unforeseen circumstances."

...

At the Ends of the Earth, the ocean roared.

Qi Yuan sat on a massive rock, quietly contemplating the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties.

Golden Canary propped her head with her hand, gazing at Qi Yuan without blinking, afraid that if she did, the Blood Droplet might disappear again.

"Blood Droplet... how long will you stay this time?" Golden Canary asked after an unknown duration, mustering her courage.

"I don't know," Qi Yuan replied, also unsure.

The opportunity to comprehend Primordial Origin pulled him into the past of the Windflow Realm.

The girl quietly accompanying him was a figure from the past.

He would eventually return to the present, unable to remain in the past forever.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan felt troubled.

This further motivated him to strive for the Profound Origin Sage's path, determined to master time.

However, even when contemplating the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties, he didn't sense any abilities related to time and space.

"Hmm, then when will you appear next? Will it be when the Gate opens again?" Golden Canary asked eagerly.

She and the Blood Droplet were often apart.

But thinking of how good things come to those who wait, Golden Canary's heart felt sweet.

"I don't know," Qi Yuan said, falling silent. After an unknown duration, he slowly spoke, "Golden Canary... one day, I'll find you at the end of time."

There were still many people he needed to find.

Including Jing Li.

"Hmph, this young lady will wait for you, looking my best!" Golden Canary said happily, "Just don't turn into an old man with white hair! If you do, I'll pretend I don't know you!"

She leaned closer to Qi Yuan, boldly embracing his arm, seemingly cherishing this moment.

Qi Yuan contemplated the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties, his eyes gleaming with greed.

He had a premonition that once he entered, he would gain uncountable benefits! Perhaps he could even comprehend his own Primordial Origin ability.

But at this moment, a shrill sound emanated from within the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties.

It was as if a terrifying creature was trying to break out of the Gate.

Qi Yuan's eyes, filled with greed, shifted, and he asked curiously, "Is the Heart Demon of the Great Demon within the Gate of Ten Thousand Varieties?"

Just then, a deep drumbeat resonated, and the entire realm became deadly silent.

The battle... had begun.

There will be another chapter in half an hour, sorry!

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