224: The Hehuan Sect!!

Suddenly, urgent footsteps echoed from outside the hall, and a Hehuan Sect Disciple rushed in, flustered: "Report!!! An envoy from the God Slaying Pavilion has come to pay a visit!"

At the entrance of the hall, a young man dressed in a green robe, appearing as a scholar, walked in slowly.

His face was refined, and his demeanor was cultured; if not for the blood-red jade pendant at his waist emitting a chilling Devilish Qi, anyone would have mistaken him for a well-read teacher.

This person was none other than the notorious one of the Ten Fiends of the God Slaying Pavilion—Old Devil Ce.

"Greetings, Sect Master West Moon." Old Devil Ce bowed respectfully, his humble posture flawless. "I apologize for the abrupt intrusion; I hope you can forgive me."

West Moon leaned lazily on her throne, with beautiful Protectors massaging her shoulders on either side: "Old Devil Ce has come a long way; I presume he isn't here just for tea, is he?"

Old Devil Ce smiled slightly, fine lines appearing at the corners of his eyes: "To be frank, I have come this time to cooperate with your sect in dealing with the Taixu Sect."

The candlelight in the hall flickered, illuminating West Moon's suddenly stern face.

Old Devil Ce continued: "The Taixu Sect prides itself as the leader of the cultivation world, establishing numerous rules to restrict everyone. I heard that some time ago, Sect Master West Moon was pursued and even injured by the Taixu Sect for taking away a Saintess from another School..."

"Silence!" West Moon suddenly sat upright, a cold glint appearing in her eyes. "Such matters do not require your concern. Although I despise the Taixu Sect, I understand that without them, the cultivation world would only descend into chaos. I hate conflict; isn't it better to enjoy life?"

Seeing that his provocation failed, a sinister glint flashed in Old Devil Ce's eyes, then he put on a smile again: "Of course, these are minor matters. The most important thing is, doesn't Sect Master West Moon want to Breakthrough the Golden Core and enter the Nascent Soul Realm?"

The hall suddenly fell silent; even breathing could be clearly heard.

Old Devil Ce, seeing that he hadn't stirred up hatred, continued to fan the flames: "Currently, throughout the entire Tianqi Continent, only the Taixu Sect possesses a Nascent Soul Ancestor, who is Sealed within the nine taixu steles! Our God Slaying Pavilion has already reached an agreement with Great Emperor Tianwu to find a way to jointly attack the Taixu Sect, each seizing a Nascent Soul phantom. By then, the Nascent Soul can be formed!"

"Shut up!" West Moon was furious, Devilish Qi surging around her. "Are you all mad? If we disturb the Nascent Soul Ancestor, we will all die without a burial place!"

Old Devil Ce chuckled sinisterly: "No, we won't. I have an insider who obtained information that Nascent Soul Ancestor Xiao Xuanji is probably unable to awaken. Currently, Sect Head True Person Qingxu is sacrificing his own cultivation to forcibly maintain Xiao Xuanji's Divine Soul, which could disintegrate at any moment. We are also doing a good deed, helping the Taixu Sect find release sooner."

West Moon narrowed her eyes. She wasn't actually interested in any of this, because she knew that even if her cultivation reached Nascent Soul, what then? Even Soul Transformation, Undergoing Tribulation, Ascension!! They were all just for show!!

In her previous life, she was even in the Heaven-Reaching Realm!!

As long as the Heavenly Dao existed above, it was ultimately a dead end.

Moreover, the suppression of the Realm in this world might be intentional by the Spirit Realm. Perhaps some among them had glimpsed the Heavenly Dao and knew that the fewer people in the Ascension Realm, the longer the world's lifespan would be.

Once too many people ascended, the Heavenly Dao would destroy the entire world.

"I appreciate your kindness." West Moon slowly stood up. "I'm not interested in Nascent Soul... Please leave."

Old Devil Ce's composure broke, his originally refined face twisting into a savage grimace: "I'm afraid you don't have the luxury of refusing!!"

West Moon raised an eyebrow lazily: "Oh? What does that mean?"

Old Devil Ce showed no fear: "Now that you know our plan, yet refuse to join. If you reveal this secret to the Taixu Sect, wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?"

"I said," West Moon slowly stood up, her wide robes moving without wind, "I'm not interested in your petty affairs, nor do I care to meddle."

Old Devil Ce sneered: "Currently, our Alliance to Destroy the Void already includes the Tianwu Dynasty, the Crimson Flame Alliance, the God Slaying Pavilion, the Cihang Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Mount Myriad Beasts! You should consider the consequences of not joining!"

"You... are threatening me?" West Moon's voice was a whisper, yet it made Old Devil Ce's hairs stand on end.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure swept through the entire hall like a tide. Old Devil Ce, a powerful expert at Foundation Establishment Perfection, couldn't even move a finger!

"Click, click" bone friction sounds came from the Void Realm, and a completely white bone corpse appeared out of thin air. Its bone claw gripped Old Devil Ce's throat like an iron clamp, lifting him high.

Old Devil Ce struggled painfully, his face turning purple-red, his legs kicking weakly in the air.

"If you... kill me... the Alliance won't let you go!!"

West Moon laughed disdainfully: "Playing power games with me? You're still too green."

The Bone Puppet let out a piercing shriek, and its bone claw suddenly yanked!

With a "rip" sound, Old Devil Ce's right arm was forcibly torn off, blood gushing like a spring onto the hall's floor tiles.

Even more terrifying was the strange black Qi entwined around the wound, preventing the severed arm from regenerating.

"Go back and tell your Pavilion Master," West Moon's voice was like the chill of the Nine Nether, "don't provoke me! A mere Four-Symbol Demonic Body dares to be arrogant in front of me? If you anger me... I will make him Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!"

Old Devil Ce miscalculated!

He hadn't expected that the Hehuan Sect, also one of the Demonic Sects, would not join them!!

He fled in disarray!!

What kind of person was West Moon? He was once the Chosen One, after all!! A strong person standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid, how could he be threatened by a mere group of Golden Core ants!!

He just didn't want to Breakthrough the Golden Core.

Otherwise, with his Heaven-Defying Demonic Technique, he would definitely find a way to Breakthrough!!

His most important task now was to find White Ember.

West Moon drew a portrait of White Ember; even if White Ember died and turned to ash, West Moon would remember him clearly!

"Pass down the order: the three halls—Rakshasa Hall, Bone Fragrance Hall, Dream Maiden Hall—and the six departments (Incense Hall, Love Hall, Heart Devouring Hall...), and the twelve divisions (Cultivation Division, Soul Refining Division, Poison Gu Division, Charm Fragrance Division...) All Elders, Hall Masters, and Disciples, except for a small portion remaining on guard, are to go out and search for a man named White Ember."

West Moon wouldn't believe it; he would turn over the entire Tianqi Continent and still not find White Ember!!

"Oh, and!" West Moon added, "He might be a man or a woman, and the name is related to White Ember; it's not necessarily White Ember!!"

...God Slaying Pavilion!

Old Devil Ce, one-armed and injured, knelt before Ling Tian.

"Pavilion Master!" Old Devil Ce gritted his teeth, "That scoundrel West Moon is utterly arrogant! Not only did he injure me, but he also boasted that he would make you... Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!"

The other Fiends all erupted in unison, Devilish Qi surging.

"This brat is too arrogant!"

"He's looking for death!"

"Annihilate his entire sect!"

"All of you—" Each word from Ling Tian carried a chilling rhythm, "—be, silent."

Ling Tian slowly stood up and walked to Old Devil Ce. This notorious Devil Head involuntarily trembled.

"Don't use your petty schemes on me!" Ling Tian's eyes were sharp. "Even if we're to annihilate them, it won't be us doing it! Send someone to inform Great Emperor Tianwu that West Moon refused to join the Alliance and might even go to the Taixu Sect to inform them. Let him handle it."

Old Devil Ce felt a chill down his spine, knowing that this young Pavilion Master was not so easily fooled. He quickly shouted: "Pavilion Master is brilliant! This strategy of 'driving a tiger to devour a wolf' will allow us to reap the benefits!"