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Chapter 416: The Emperor Seeks Provisions in Da Qian (Two-in-One)
Chapter 416: The Emperor Seeks Provisions in Da Qian (Two-in-One)
In the province of Li in Da Qian, a black-robed figure descended from the skies, landing atop a peak of the Qi Zong Mountains.
Nie Jun sheathed his sword and retrieved a gourd, shaking it randomly before sighing and slowly making his way downhill.
On the mountain path, two figures who had been waiting stepped forward to greet him.
The old man and Mei Xiyao bowed respectfully. "Senior Nie, you must be exhausted. Do you need us to prepare your evening meal?"
After learning of the changes in Da Qian, the Bafang Food Tower had also relocated, seeking shelter while also providing meals for Nie Jun.
"Prepare my meal?" Nie Jun raised an eyebrow and tossed the gourd to them. "Fill this for me."
He was getting fed up.
Just as he had found a few tasty demons, the Jinshen Faxiang arrived without warning, taking the demon corpses and leaving without so much as a greeting.
If it had come earlier, it might have even tried to take the demons' lives before him, completely disregarding his reputation as the Xuanjian Zhenren.
Despite killing so many demons, his mouth still felt dull, a true annoyance.
"I'll go and bring it to you as soon as possible," said Mei Xiyao, reaching for the gourd.
But as she turned, Nie Jun's expression changed slightly, and he glanced in a certain direction before withdrawing his gaze. "Never mind, just leave it with you for now. I'll come and get it later."
With that, he strolled toward the bamboo forest on the mountainside, the two figures watching him go.
Nie Jun made his way through the gently swaying bamboo forest until he reached the open cliff edge.
He stopped and looked indifferently at the white-robed figure before him. "What do you want?"
He didn't know why she had left Mount Wutong, and he wasn't interested.
"... "
Ye Wenxuan turned slowly, her eyes falling on Nie Jun's Nanyang black robe. She remained silent for a long time before a smile curved her lips. "You look quite the part in that robe."
Seeing Nie Jun's indifferent expression, as if the world owed him something, Ye Wenxuan didn't get angry. She simply shook her head. "After killing so many demons, your restless heart should find peace."
At her words, Nie Jun finally lifted his eyelids. "What? Do you want to tie me up with that broken rope again? Go ahead if you want."
Seeing the young man's rebellious look, Ye Wenxuan turned back toward the cliff. "You don't need to be so defensive. I'm also considering the bigger picture, and if you don't agree, that's fine too."
"I'm here to remind you of something," she continued, sighing softly. "Are you so sure that old dog won't come out? Is it because of Shen Yi's assurance, or have you not considered this at all? If I remember correctly, I told you about the old stories of Mount Wutong when you first joined."
"Nothing can truly bind it. If it leaves the Thousand Demon Cave, you will witness what a true slaughter looks like."
Ye Wenxuan beckoned to Nie Jun. "I know you're reckless and easily manipulated, and I don't blame Shen Yi. He's just young and impulsive. Remember, it's a good thing I'm here."
As she spoke, a stone appeared in her palm, glowing with a faint light.
"I'm giving you what I promised you years ago. Whether or not it can save you from the grave mistake you've made is up to you."
"Our relationship as master and disciple ends here."
The woman's voice echoed through the bamboo forest, but her figure had already melted into the mountain breeze.
"... "
Nie Jun looked at the stone in his hand, its surface glowing faintly.
His expression remained unchanged.
After a moment, he casually tucked it into his sleeve and turned back toward the direction Mei Xiyao had left in.
Only when Nie Jun's figure disappeared beyond the bamboo forest did the mountain breeze stir again, bringing Ye Wenxuan back to the cliff edge, her eyes deeper and more mysterious than before.
Only one person could make decisions for the Nanyang Sect.
There was no such thing as equality.
Only her choices over the years were the correct path, and only she was qualified to be the first to leave the Nanyang Sect and proclaim the birth of a new sect master to the world.
As for the matter of the First Cave Demon Emperor...
Based on Ye Wenxuan's understanding of the old dog, it was highly likely that it had already released the phoenix.
This was also an opportunity to teach these young people that any rash action would come at a cost.
...
The immortal mountain was shrouded in mist.
The tall palace halls were empty.
The Linghuang kicked aside the cushion at his feet, his eyes, bright as a phoenix's feathers, filled with rage. "Where is everyone? Where are my pills?"
His first stop had been the Xuanguang Cave, and he was furious.
How could this be possible?
Could it be that someone had leaked the news of his departure from the Thousand Demon Cave?
"Never mind," The Linghuang said, adjusting his breath and taking a seat on the meditation cushion in the center of the hall.
As he exhaled,
Tendrils of fiery flames curled and spread from beneath him, soon engulfing the entire grand hall in a molten inferno.
Although he hadn't managed to devour the Xuanguang Cave, he had still replenished himself by seven or eight parts.
He could barely attempt a breakthrough.
The Linghuang closed his eyes, his crimson wings slightly extending.
Fine down began to cover his face, and his red lips and white teeth gradually transformed into a sharp beak.
As the last remaining Red-Eyed Phoenix of the Nanyang Sect,
His bloodline was an existence beyond the imagination of the mortals of this broken place.
Even at the age of eight thousand, he was pinned down by the old dog, his entire body ceasing to grow.
Otherwise, even if this place lacked spiritual energy, as long as he was allowed to grow normally, with his current lifespan of ninety thousand years, he would have, at the very least, been comparable to a successful ascender to the White Jade Capital, if not achieving unity with the Dao.
A mere three-story-tall Zhang Laifu dared to restrain him.
He wanted to annihilate the other party, but it would be as easy as snapping his fingers.
Countless medicinal powers and seas of blood churned within his body.
The Linghuang's body grew hotter, and the entire immortal mountain was engulfed in flames.
"Break for me!"
Accompanied by a sharp phoenix cry, the Linghuang abruptly stood up, continuing to stretch his arms.
However, at this moment,
The countless penetrating wounds on his body, which had clearly healed, suddenly stung.
Those wooden stakes, inscribed with Daoist talismans, even though they had already left his body, the residual aura unexpectedly converged at this moment.
On his chest, it transformed into a slightly slender "seal" character.
"Puh."
The Linghuang knelt down abruptly, spitting out a mouthful of scarlet blood.
He looked up incredulously, as if seeing Zhang Laifu staring at him with a mocking expression.
Rage filled his red phoenix eyes.
The Linghuang, as if subjected to a great humiliation, punched the floor tiles.
That old dog seemed to have calculated everything precisely.
It only gave him enough strength to do what it wanted.
He was like a stupid donkey, and that Great Qian, was the carrot the old dog dangled in front of him.
"You wait! You wait for this emperor!" The Linghuang panted, transforming back into human form, saliva dripping from the corner of his lips.
He wanted to use mountains of corpses and seas of blood to transform into a blood-soaked Parasol tree.
Using all the great elixirs of the Nanyang Sect to achieve his phoenix nirvana!
He would make that old dog understand that the gap in innate bloodlines was something it could never erase, no matter how much it relied on the Nanyang Sect's legacy!
"..."
After a brief rest,
The Linghuang staggered out of the grand hall, whistling sharply with his fingers.
Soon, several demonic birds quickly flew in from all directions.
"Go and inform the Shenfeng. Tell them to stand down. Great Qian is this emperor's food."
The Linghuang wiped the corner of his mouth, but suddenly realized that the demonic beasts had strange expressions on their faces, crouching tremblingly by his side.
"Reporting to the Linghuang... those attacking Great Qian from the cave have been stopped by them, suffering heavy casualties... They have set up formations everywhere, and at least ten more Golden Core cultivators have appeared out of thin air. Even the disciples of the Wutong Mountain are helping them. Not a single one of the Nine Provinces has been broken by us."
A slightly bolder demonic beast replied in a low voice, "As for the Shenfeng Demon Emperor and the Giant Horn Demon Emperor, they have not shown themselves at all."
"Cowards before the battle, good."
What the demonic beasts didn't expect was that, instead of getting angry, the Linghuang let out a sinister smile.
"So, the group from Wutong Mountain are currently scattered throughout the Nine Provinces?"
"Yes!"
Before the demonic beast could finish speaking, its expression suddenly changed.
The Linghuang suddenly flapped his wings, enveloping them all. In the midst of the fiery refinement, they couldn't even cry out for help before they were completely transformed into thick demonic blood, flowing into the Linghuang's mouth.
Cultivators were food, and demonic beasts were food as well.
He would devour all of the Nanyang Sect!
In an instant, his wings, wrapped in fiery flames, spread wide, and he flew towards the direction of Great Qian.
...
In the Imperial City of Great Qian, within the Wu Temple's First Court.
Qingfeng Zhenren was taken aback, spreading his hands in confusion, "I was just about to tell you that I've recovered from my injuries, and now you're telling me it's over?"
Tang Yuan scratched the back of his head, "Master, I just returned from Lizhou, and even the Shenfeng Demon Emperor was defeated by Senior Shen. It seems like it's really over."
"..."
Qingfeng Zhenren frowned, sitting on the ground and pinching his fingers.
So, that day when Shen Yi left the Imperial City, he didn't ignore his master out of laziness, but went to deal with the Shenfeng?
It would be better to ask the man himself.
"I don't know. It looks like he's refining pills, but I can't be sure," Qingfeng replied, glancing at the Jiyuan quietly. Shen Yi seemed to be going too far. He had witnessed Shen Yi throwing all kinds of demon blood into the furnace and then looking on with anticipation.
Rather than refining pills, it seemed more like he was gambling with his life.
First, he would see if the furnace exploded or not. If he was lucky, he would end up with a cauldron of strange pills.
He was truly brave to even consider consuming them...
As the two chatted, another burst of fire erupted from the Jiyuan, shaking the heavens!
Boom!
Seeing this spectacle, Tang Yuan shuddered. "Maybe we should ask him another time."
"Right, have your senior uncles returned?" Qingfeng suddenly remembered his master. If this matter was concluded, he should advise his senior martial brothers and sisters to return as soon as possible.
Even if his master was cold and distant, he had imparted the way to them, and it wasn't the first time they had experienced his temperament. There was no need to make the atmosphere so awkward.
"Senior uncles?"
Tang Yuan was about to bid his farewells when he heard this and suddenly paused, lifting his eyes. "Senior Uncle Nie fell."
"...!"
Qingfeng abruptly looked up and saw a black-robed figure falling from the sky.
The Xuanjian landed with a clang, its point sinking into the ground right next to Tang Yuan.
Lingxi rushed to support Nie Jun, her face filled with dread. Her palm had just touched Nie Jun's shoulder when a fiery wave rushed towards them!
Boom—
Before leaving the Imperial City, both Lingxi and Nie Jun had taken a Nanyang Elder's robe from Shen Yi.
With the protection of such a precious treasure, it could be said that within the realm of the Golden Core, as long as they didn't stubbornly fight to the death, there was almost no existence that could harm the two of them.
However, right before Qingfeng's and Tang Yuan's eyes.
The fiery wave slapped Lingxi away, revealing the short sword within.
Sssla!
That snow-white short sword actually pierced through the Nanyang robe, leaving a deep gash in Lingxi's shoulder, the bone visible.
"Is this what you call it being over?"
Qingfeng didn't even have time to curse before he soared into the sky, rushing towards his senior martial brother and sister alongside Tang Yuan.
In the instant the two descended into Da Qian's territory.
Within the Wu Temple, Wu Dao'an had already reacted swiftly, activating the array's eye.
The array protecting the Imperial City was not only the most resource-intensive, but it was also crafted by the collective power of the Xu family, with additional reinforcement from Elder Tong of Wutong Mountain.
In an instant, nine dragons and nine phoenixes, each composed of various array objects with differing attributes, rose into the sky.
Each one was nearly a hundred meters tall.
As these massive beings ran through the sky, the flapping of their wings and the swaying of their tails caused multicolored lights to rapidly ripple outward.
"Huff."
Qingfeng caught Nie Jun and glanced at Tang Yuan, seeing that he had also supported Lingxi.
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But as he lifted his eyes, his body froze. Beyond the thin layer of clear light, the first thing that caught his gaze was a pair of slowly flapping, broad fiery feathers. Each feather seemed to be condensed from blazing flames.
And the owner of those wings, wrapped in elegant silver armor and a snow-white cape, revealed a youthful face as he sinisterly smiled at Qingfeng.
"...!"
Qingfeng's instincts kicked in, and he used all his might to throw Nie Jun downwards.
Under that terrifying gaze, even though he couldn't sense the youth's powerful aura due to the array, he still felt his breath hitch in his throat.
Even though he had committed the youth's appearance to memory, he couldn't for the life of him recall the boy's name.
But that sense of impending doom, as if the youth would completely fall in the next second, heavily slammed into Qingfeng's chest.
Do something, I must do something! I can't just sit here and wait for death.
Qingfeng's thoughts raced, and he suddenly roared, his voice tearing, "Senior Shen, save us!"
He didn't know why he called out. Even Nie Jun and Lingxi weren't a match for the youth, and it was highly likely that Shen Yi couldn't do anything either.
But instinctively, he grasped at this last straw.
"...!"
Hearing Qingfeng's roar, Ling Huang paused, and a mocking smile curved his lips, adding to his sinister expression.
One morsel of food was calling out for help to another, more delicious morsel.
In an instant.
Ling Huang pressed his palm forward again, and another short sword shot out from his waist.
The tiny short sword seemed insignificant, but it carried a momentum that threatened to tear through the heavens as it mercilessly stabbed downwards!
(End of Chapter)
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