520: Chapter 520 Disappearance

Just as the crimson sword light was about to slay Ye Jinghong, Liu Xuan suddenly stayed his hand. The sword light retracted, and the thousand star flying sword circled once before returning to his hand.

"Gambling costs lives; I warned you!"

Liu Xuan felt little interest; winning such a Spell-casting duel was nothing to be happy about.

Ultimately, he was the one being coerced today, and this feeling of passivity was exceptionally uncomfortable.

True Lord Guanxin, Daoist Lord Lihuo, the Academy, and the Beast Taming Sect—the Sect system was both a layer of protection and a layer of shackles.

Today it was Ye Jinghong and True Lord Nianci; who would it be next time? Every time they forced him to act, he would eventually expose himself.

In the end, Daoist Lord Lihuo was not a woman; once his attention was drawn, there would be no room for maneuver.

"This matter is settled. Everyone, do as you please!"

Liu Xuan waved his large sleeve, using his magic power to take all the women with him. Ignoring the gambling agreement, he boarded a Flying Boat and flew toward the Fangcun Tower in the pool.

The price Ye Jinghong paid for using the forbidden Spell was extremely heavy, and having it crushed head-on by Liu Xuan led to a backlash, leaving him mostly crippled.

True Lord Nianci was still bound by a Heavenly Dao oath; at this moment, crippling Ye Jinghong's Golden Core was even more agonizing for her than if she had killed him directly.

If True Lord Nianci disregarded the Heavenly Dao oath and broke the agreement, she would suffer a Dao Heart backlash and lose all credibility within the Beast Taming Sect and the Academy.

If she upheld the Heavenly Dao oath, she would be unable to escape the reputation of harming a fellow Disciple of her own Sect, and she would likely be punished by the Academy.

'What a cunning boy! He was targeting me from the start; he never considered Ye Jinghong an opponent.'

Si Nianci's expression shifted, gradually becoming firm. A large hand of magic power reached out, and she grabbed Ye Jinghong to her side.

"Junior Brother, one must accept their losses. I'm sorry!"

A white light pierced through Ye Jinghong's abdomen. The aura of magic power on his body instantly dissipated, leaving only a faint trace of consciousness keeping him from death.

"Half the responsibility for today's events lies with me, your Senior Sister. Once the war in the Southern Border is over, I will go to the Empress to receive my punishment."

After saying that, she cupped her hands toward several nearby Nascent Soul True Lords, then took the barely breathing Ye Jinghong and vanished as a streak of light.

...

North of the Biyou Pool.

A strange man in red robes resided in a floating pavilion, his narrow eyes staring coldly toward the south.

"Does Fellow Daoist Chixia have a grudge against Fellow Daoist Peach Blossom?" A middle-aged man in black robes paced to his side, watched with him for a while, and asked.

The middle-aged man in black was majestic and sturdy, shrouded in profound black water-attribute Spiritual Qi. He was none other than the Peak Nascent Soul Realm Demon Lord Cangyuan.

Demon Lord Chixia's gaze grew even colder. He nodded slightly and said, "A life-and-death grudge. I almost died at her hands."

"Oh?" Demon Lord Cangyuan didn't ask further but spoke with a tone of shared enmity, "Do you want me to help you get revenge? If we join forces, wouldn't dealing with her be easy?"

"Thank you for the kind offer, brother!" Demon Lord Chixia waved his hand and sighed, "That old stubborn Shen Guanxin won't allow us to act recklessly."

"Striking rashly without being able to do anything to Peach Blossom, only to be punished by the Dao Lord afterward, is not a wise move."

Peach Blossom Demon Lord had been at Biyou Pool for so long, and Demon Lord Chixia had never looked for trouble—not because he didn't want to, but because he truly couldn't.

"Unless one reaches Soul Transformation, one cannot be free."

Demon Lord Chixia walked to the table, sat down, and poured himself a cup of Spirit Wine.

Demon Lord Cangyuan felt the same way. He sat down opposite him, poured himself a cup, and sighed, "Even a Yao Saint is not free. To be truly free, perhaps one can only achieve Ascension and become an immortal!"

"Ascension and Immortal Ascension?" Demon Lord Chixia paused while pouring wine and laughed, "Fellow Daoist has great spirit. I have never dared to dream of Immortal Ascension. To become a Yao Saint would already be a great fortune."

"What spirit could I have?" Demon Lord Cangyuan chuckled and shook his head. "I'm just talking."

While the two were chatting, a white light flew from below. Demon Lord Chixia reached out and caught it; the light transformed into a Jade Slip.

This was a Jade Slip used by subordinates to report important information, usually not used under normal circumstances.

Demon Lord Chixia's Divine Sense probed inside to check. A moment later, his Face suddenly turned gloomy, looking as if it could drip water—even worse than when he mentioned his life-and-death enemy, Peach Blossom Demon Lord.

"What happened?" Demon Lord Cangyuan asked.

Demon Lord Chixia didn't speak but threw the Jade Slip in his hand to him.

Demon Lord Cangyuan looked for a moment. "A Low Grade Rank Five Bloodline Yao Beast, and a mutated bloodline at that!"

"I've lived for so many years and stayed in the Endless Demon Court for so long, yet I've never seen a Golden Core cultivation Rank Five Bloodline Yao Beast!"

The Endless Demon Court also had Rank Five Bloodline Yao Beasts—that was the Hua Shen Demon Saint Demon Saint Xuanyu.

However, whether Demon Saint Xuanyu had a Rank Five Bloodline from the start or improved it later through Cultivate or obtaining an Opportunity was unknown to anyone.

What did a Yao Beast with low cultivation but a Rank Five Bloodline look like? Demon Lord Cangyuan was curious for a while, and his gaze toward Demon Lord Chixia became intriguing.

The Jade Slip stated that this Rank Five Bloodline Yao Beast was named Liu Tongxiao, the son of one of Peach Blossom Demon Lord's subordinates, possessing a portion of the Crane Clan Bloodline from the Beast Taming Sect.

Liu Tongxiao had already entered Daoist Lord Lihuo's sight and was taken to the Lihuo Lineage in the Southern Border to be nurtured.

Clearly, Daoist Lord Lihuo intended to nurture Liu Tongxiao as a natal spirit beast.

Consequently, Demon Lord Chixia's situation became even more awkward. No wonder his expression was so unsightly.

Demon Lord Chixia's situation was already awkward before; his chances of a successful Breakthrough to Soul Transformation were too low, and even Peach Blossom Demon Lord didn't give him any Face.

Now that a Rank Five Bloodline Yao Beast had appeared, even if Daoist Lord Lihuo had good things, they would be saved for Liu Tongxiao. His chances of a successful Breakthrough were even lower!

A light flashed in Demon Lord Cangyuan's deep pupils. He suddenly waved his hand to deploy a water curtain barrier to shroud the surroundings and said indifferently:

"Brother Chixia, there's no need to worry. Actually, this matter is easy to solve. You just need to make Liu Tongxiao disappear."

"Disappear!" Demon Lord Chixia's heart stirred, but he calmed down a moment later and shook his head, "Impossible. Xihe has the Lihuo Token given by the Master; he can descend with a Dharma Idol at any time."

Demon Lord Chixia had followed Daoist Lord Lihuo for countless years; obedience and submission were etched into his bones. He was afraid to even think about such a serious betrayal of the Dao Lord.

"You don't need to do it yourself. I will solve it for you. Even if it fails, I guarantee it won't involve you," Demon Lord Cangyuan continued to entice him.

"Tell me more?" Demon Lord Chixia didn't believe him in his heart, but he was curious about how Demon Lord Cangyuan intended to do it and why he wanted to help.

"Brother, you don't need to doubt me. I joined the Beast Taming Sect through you; our interests are one. I must plan for the future, and helping you is helping myself."

Demon Lord Cangyuan's tone was sincere. "I know a Peak Nascent Soul Ghost Commander from the Black Death Marsh. Such ghost cultivators have no resistance to high-level Bloodline Physical Bodies. We only need to communicate information with him and assist secretly..."

Essence Blood and Yang Qi were both restraints and great supplements for ghost cultivators; the key depended on their state.

If formed into an offensive Spell, it would be a great horror to be avoided. If slowly consumed in a gentle state, it would be a Spirit Medicine to increase cultivation.