109: Chapter 109 Things Got Huge Accidentally

Old Demon Hei Sha arrived aggressively above the Great Qian Imperial Capital, his Spiritual Pressure weighing down like a mountain as dark clouds blotted out the sun.

He looked down at the magnificent imperial palace below, a cold, sinister smile playing on his lips.

“Xiao Ye! Come out and meet your death!”

His thunderous roar shook the entire capital.

The commoners huddled in their homes, trembling, while the Cultivators looked up at the sky with pale faces—with that overwhelming Devilish Qi, he was at least an old monster at the half-step Soul Transformation stage!

In the palace, Xiao Ye was lying on a rocking chair soaking up the sun, nearly falling off from the sudden shout.

“Who is it? It's the middle of the day, why all the noise?” He stood up slowly, patted his robes, and looked up.

“Oh—that Devilish Qi! Are you Old Demon Hei Sha? Good timing, I was just worrying about finding someone to practice with!”

With that, he pushed off with his toes and soared into the sky.

Two figures suspended in mid-air, their eyes meeting.

“You are Xiao Ye?” Old Demon Hei Sha sized him up and snorted coldly, “A mere junior at the third layer of the Nascent Soul stage dares to touch the people of my Heisha Sect?”

“I touched them, so what?” Xiao Ye replied with a smile, hands in his pockets, “Your Disciple is currently nursing her pregnancy; do you want to go see her?”

Damn, hearing that his Disciple had been violated and even had her belly knocked up, Old Demon Hei Sha flew into a rage.

“You're looking for death!” He struck out with a palm, Devilish Qi surging like a tide, covering the sky.

Xiao Ye didn't waste words either, raising his hand to meet it with a Heavenly Star Palm—as the palm struck, stars appeared; a hazy star manifested in his palm, glowing brilliantly as it crashed against Old Demon Hei Sha's demonic palm.

“Boom—!”

The two exchanged a palm strike; Xiao Ye retreated several steps, while Old Demon Hei Sha remained motionless.

A forty-sixty split—Xiao Ye was at forty, the Old Demon at sixty.

“Hmph, is this all you've got?” Old Demon Hei Sha curled his lip in disdain.

Xiao Ye shook his numbed hand, but his eyes lit up: “Half-step Soul Transformation, you really do have some skill.” He reached into his Storage Pouch and pulled out a longsword flowing with the light of the sun and moon—the sun moon divine sword, radiating divine light as its Sword Qi pierced the heavens.

“Again!”

This time, Xiao Ye used the Heavenly Star Palm with his left hand and the sun moon divine sword in his right, launching both simultaneously.

The Heavenly Star Palm pinned the opponent down while the Sun Moon Sword led the attack; the sword light was like a silk ribbon and the palm shadows like stars, their coordination shaking the heavens and earth.

The more they fought, the more alarmed Old Demon Hei Sha became—this kid was actually fighting him to a draw!

“Impossible!” The Old Demon roared, fully activating his Demonic Technique as black demonic flames soared, attempting to overwhelm Xiao Ye.

But the star in Xiao Ye's palm grew brighter, and the sun and moon light on his sword grew more intense, forcefully withstanding his entire offensive.

A fifty-fifty split. Neither could do anything to the other.

After a hundred moves, the two backed away, facing each other across the void.

Old Demon Hei Sha panted heavily, looking at the smiling young man with steady breathing; the expression on his face shifted from anger to shock, and from shock to... numbness.

“You... you're only at the third layer of the Nascent Soul stage!” His voice was trembling, “How is it possible to fight me to a draw? I am a half-step Soul Transformation expert!”

Xiao Ye rested his sword on his shoulder and said with a smile, “What's wrong with the third layer of the Nascent Soul stage? I specialize in curing all kinds of defiance. You're half-step Soul Transformation? It's still a fifty-fifty split.”

Old Demon Hei Sha ground his teeth, wishing he could swallow the boy alive, but he knew that continuing the fight wouldn't yield a victor.

His Demonic Technique consumed a massive amount of energy, while that monster opposite him looked like he still had strength to spare.

“I'll let you off for today!” Old Demon Hei Sha withdrew, leaving behind a harsh threat, “The days ahead are long; I will surely take your life!”

With that, he turned into a streak of black light and fled without looking back.

Xiao Ye stood where he was, watching the receding black light, shook his head, and sighed: “Why run? I haven't even warmed up yet...”

He put away the sun moon divine sword, patted his robes, and flew back to the palace, muttering to himself: “Half-step Soul Transformation is just so-so, a fifty-fifty split. Next time he comes, I'll strive for a sixty-forty split—sixty for me, forty for him.”

In the distant sky, Old Demon Hei Sha fled a thousand miles before daring to stop, leaning on his knees and gasping for breath, his face still wearing the expression of a survivor.

“Third layer of Nascent Soul... a fifty-fifty split with half-step Soul Transformation... what kind of monster is he?” He muttered to himself, his back still breaking out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, he finally understood that his precious Disciple, Yin Yue, hadn't lost unfairly at all.

Watching Old Demon Hei Sha's departing figure, Xiao Ye didn't pursue, carrying his sword as he slowly descended back into the palace.

Su Wei came to meet him, her face full of confusion: “Husband, why didn't you chase him? You should strike while he's down!”

Xiao Ye tucked the sun moon divine sword into his waist, patted his hands, and solemnly held up two fingers: “First, I couldn't kill him even if I chased him. Unless I used the Crimson Flame Blood-Burning Technique—and even then, it's not guaranteed. He managed to reach half-step Soul Transformation after all; do you really believe he doesn't have a few life-saving trump cards? If he decided to self-destruct, who would take care of my family?”

Su Wei's mouth twitched; although his reasoning made sense, she felt something was off—since when was this guy so cowardly?

Xiao Ye held up a second finger, his mouth curling into a grin like an old fox: “Second—that Old Demon is my future son's grandmaster. Tell me, if I killed him, how would I explain it when my son asks later? In life, one should leave a path open for future meetings.”

Su Wei was stunned for a long time, her mind taking several turns before she reacted: “Since when did he become your son's grandmaster?”

Xiao Ye rubbed his nose, looking uncharacteristically guilty: “Uh... about Yin Yue, I got her pregnant.”

Su Wei took a deep breath and rolled her eyes so hard they were almost entirely white: “I don't even know what to say to you! Playing around with a demoness is one thing, but how did you end up creating a new life?”

“It was an accident.” Xiao Ye spread his hands, looking completely innocent.

Su Wei opened her mouth to scold him but felt it was useless—this man's 'accidents' weren't a first. She could only sigh and support her waist: “Fine, as long as you're happy. Either way, you're the one raising it, not me.”

Xiao Ye chuckled and put an arm around her shoulder: “Don't worry, when the time comes, I'll have the kid call you Big Auntie. The seniority will be correct.”

Su Wei slapped his hand away: “Get lost!”

A-Diao crouched nearby, letting out a 'ji' sound and spitting out a string of sparks.

Xiao Ye patted A-Diao's head, looking in the direction Old Demon Hei Sha had vanished, and murmured to himself: “Old Demon, oh Old Demon, run all you want, but remember to come back for the One-month celebration wine.”

A thousand miles away, Old Demon Hei Sha inexplicably shuddered.

This battle had completely stunned the onlookers.

“Look, that is the new Emperor of Great Qian! So powerful he is peerless, even driving away the half-step Soul Transformation Old Demon Hei Sha!”

The news spread in all directions as if it had wings, and Xiao Ye's prestige reached an unprecedented height at this moment—no, an incomparable height.

Interestingly, although everyone was at the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul stage, the Sect Masters of the Four Great Immortal Sects now addressed Xiao Ye as 'Senior' with great politeness whenever they saw him, and they did so quite smoothly.

Xiao Ye wasn't modest either, responding with a smile.

In cultivation, the one who achieves more comes first. Whoever has the harder fist is the Senior; there's nothing wrong with that.