398: Chapter 408 Four People Traveling Together, the Roar of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Poisons!

Returning to the main hall, Su Hao, worried that Su Mo, that block of wood, might cause some new trouble, quickly spoke first to steer the conversation away.

"Miss Pei, I wonder how long it will be before the Radiant Star Sea opens?"

Pei Qingnan took a shimmering ticket out from her storage space.

The ticket was crafted from some unknown star crystal, engraved with a pattern of the vast star sea. A mysterious numerical Formation was slowly ticking down, finally settling on seven years.

The Radiant Star Sea opened every hundred years; for Saints who often went into seclusion for centuries, seven years was merely the blink of an eye.

"Since there are still seven years," Su Hao's eyes darted as a plan formed, and he took the initiative to propose.

"I wonder if you two ladies would be willing to travel with Su Mo and me? Once the Radiant Star Sea opens, you can have Su Mo accompany Miss Pei together. How about it?"

Su Hao had made up his mind; he had to strike while the iron was hot and help his second brother seal this budding romance.

Zhu Ziqiu wanted to be reserved and politely decline.

After all, they were Goddesses; traveling with two men they had just met would not sound good if word got out.

But before she could speak, Pei Qingnan beside her was already responding with shining eyes.

"No problem! It just so happens that the four of us can travel together, and we won't be lonely on the road!" Pei Qingnan had a straightforward personality; since she had set her heart on Su Mo, she naturally wanted more opportunities to spend time together.

Zhu Ziqiu looked at her best friend, who seemed like she wanted to stick to him immediately, and then glanced at the handsome, resolute face of Su Hao opposite them. In the end, she couldn't resist and nodded gently.

"That's fine, too. It's a good opportunity to continue tempering my Heart-Nature," she thought silently to herself.

"Leaving home this time was meant to make up for my lack of experience in the mortal world, and this fits perfectly."

Su Mo remained silent throughout, standing there like a wooden stake.

If Su Hao hadn't pierced that layer of window paper, he could still interact with Pei Qingnan normally. But now that he viewed her as a potential Dao Companion, he felt extremely awkward all over, not knowing where to put his hands or feet.

Su Dao, watching the subtle atmosphere between the four, shook his head with amusement.

He didn't have any psychological burden; matters of the heart could not be forced. He could only say that if the two were fated, they would naturally come together.

"Fourth, we're leaving then!" Su Hao greeted Su Dao, then took Su Mo, and left Qingxin Pavilion together with Pei Qingnan and Zhu Ziqiu.

Sending the four off, Su Dao turned back into the pavilion and keenly noticed a pair of eyes hurriedly looking away from him in panic.

He naturally knew that Little Bell had been secretly watching him from behind, but Su Dao didn't expose the girl's thoughts.

"Little Bell, watch the shop well, I'm going to rest for a while."

"O-okay, Boss..."

After saying this, Su Dao lay back down on the familiar rocking chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Half a year had passed, and the matter of searching for Su Xuan could only be planned long-term.

Moreover, after calm analysis, Su Dao believed that with Su Xuan's personality as a killing machine and his strength, the probability of him getting into trouble was not high.

The rocking chair emitted a slight "creaking" sound, and the afternoon sun shone through the window lattice, casting dappled light and shadows on him.

Little Bell stood behind the counter, her gaze unable to move away from that figure.

As long as Su Dao was by her side, that feeling of stability and peace of mind was enough to resist all the coldness and fear in the world.

Little Bell pretended to be normal on the surface, but in her heart, a bunch of hearts couldn't stop popping up, and she couldn't erase them no matter what.

"Like you, like you, like you, like you, like you..."

...

Above the Myriad Poison Demon Sect, space was torn open, revealing a hideous rift.

The Great Emperor Wandu, his face as gloomy as water, stepped out from it.

However, when he saw the current state of the Myriad Poison Demon Sect, he momentarily wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

Was this... still his Demonic Path Holy Land, which was covered in poison clouds all year round, heavily guarded, and where not even a fly could fly in?!

The Sect-protecting Formation that once covered the entire mountain range had vanished without a trace, replaced by dead silence.

The dungeons in the mountains, which used to be like a beehive, were now empty, not even a corpse left behind.

The medicine garden, once filled with Spiritual Qi mist and Immortal Plants, was now bare, with even the grass roots dug up completely!

The entire Sect looked as if it had been ravaged by a plague of locusts; except for the rocks, nothing was left!

"Ho... how could this happen?!"

A sense of inexplicable panic suddenly surged in the Great Emperor Wandu' heart. He flashed and appeared in front of the treasury gate that had been violently blasted open.

Just as his Divine Sense probed inside, his face instantly turned from gloomy to deathly pale!

"No!!! Impossible!!!"

The Great Emperor Wandu let out a shrill roar and rushed into the treasury.

It was empty!

Everything, absolutely everything, had been emptied!

His first thought was that there was a traitor within the Demon Sect. But this thought had just arisen when he extinguished it himself.

There was no other reason; the hidden compartment Restrictions at the deepest part of the treasury, which he had personally set up and which hid his life's work, were known to no one in the world except himself!

But now, those hidden compartments, along with the items inside, had all vanished!

The Great Emperor Wandu staggered to the center of the treasury, looking at the empty stone platform. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Inside there...

That was all the hope he had spent over ten million years, destroying countless Sects to painstakingly collect, in order to make a Breakthrough to the Late Stage of the Great Emperor Realm!

The Emperor-grade Immortal Plant, Bodhi Leaf!

The Emperor-grade Immortal Fruit, Penglai Lotus Fruit!

And that Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Flower that would make even Great Emperors fight to the death!

All gone!

Ten million years of accumulation, vanished in a single day!

"Pfft—!!!"

The Great Emperor Wandu could no longer suppress it, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining the ground in front of him red.

His knees went weak, and he knelt powerlessly on the ground. Those eyes, originally full of violence and viciousness, were now filled only with endless emptiness and despair.

The hope of breaking through to the Late Stage of the Great Emperor Realm was completely severed!

"Ahhhhhhh—!!!"

A shrill, inhuman roar erupted from the ruins of the Myriad Poison Demon Sect, shaking the entire poisonous miasma mountain range violently.

"Who the hell did this!?!"

"I will make you die!!!"