143: Chapter 143 Rebirth from the Ashes, the Birth of a Two-Faced Wife

The System panel emitted a faint blue glow.

In the top right corner, the figure of over six million luck points was exceptionally dazzling.

That was the entirety of the wealth he had just acquired from suppressing the Blood Consort.

Su Yun looked at the prompt for the price of two million luck points.

He didn't hesitate for even half a breath.

"Exchange."

A silent thought in his heart.

Two million luck points were instantly cleared.

In Su Yun's palm, a flash of light appeared.

A Medicinal Pill the size of a dragon's eye, its surface flowing with nine-colored divine light, appeared out of thin air.

This was a Transcendence-grade divine object, the Soul-Blending Nirvana Pill.

The moment the Medicinal Pill appeared, the Spiritual Qi in the secret room boiled over.

A rich, almost physical fragrance instantly dispersed the residual scent of blood and decadence in the air.

The Blood Consort, kneeling at the foot of the jade couch, suddenly raised her head.

In those dead, ash-gray eyes, the nine-colored divine light was reflected.

A sense of trembling from the depths of her Soul swept over her like an overwhelming wave.

Intuition told her that this pill could completely erase her existence.

This aura surpassed all the Upper Realm Immortal King Laws in her knowledge!

"Master... what is that..."

The Blood Consort's voice trembled, and even her body was shaking involuntarily.

Su Yun ignored her fear.

He took a long stride and walked right up to the Blood Consort.

He reached out with his large hand, his five fingers like iron pincers grabbing her chin.

He applied a bit of pressure.

"Your mission is over."

Su Yun looked down at her from above, his tone devoid of any emotion.

"No! Master! I'm still useful!"

The Blood Consort was terrified, her hands tightly clutching Su Yun's wrist as she struggled frantically.

"I can be your dog! I am a Half-step Immortal Monarch, I can help you kill everyone in the Lower Realm who refuses to submit!"

To save her life, this once cold and heartless Upper Realm killing machine had completely abandoned her dignity.

"Noisy."

Su Yun's fingertips suddenly exerted force.

Crack.

The Blood Consort's jaw was instantly dislocated, her mouth forced open.

Su Yun flicked his wrist.

The nine-colored Nirvana Pill turned into a streak of light, accurately flicking into her throat.

The pill entered her stomach.

Without any delay, the medicinal power exploded.

Buzz—!

A burst of blinding nine-colored divine light exploded from the Blood Consort's Dantian, instantly traveling through her limbs and bones.

"Aaaaaah—!"

The Blood Consort let out a scream ten times more shrill than when she had previously endured the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique.

Her body twitched violently like boiling water.

On her fair skin, strange blood-colored patterns emerged.

The patterns were like living vines, writhing frantically.

That was her Origin Blood Fiend Law being forcibly stripped away.

Su Yun's face was as calm as water.

He sat cross-legged, his palms reaching out to press directly against the Blood Consort's back.

His Chaos spiritual energy operated at full power.

The Supreme Soul Refining Fire surged from his palms into the Blood Consort's body.

His Divine Sense transformed into countless invisible golden needles, accurately piercing into the depths of this symbiont's Sea of Consciousness.

Within the Sea of Consciousness.

A massive, crimson blood-shadow was rolling and roaring.

That was the Blood Consort's Soul body.

In the center of the blood-shadow, a cluster of extremely faint pure white spiritual light was tightly enveloped.

That was Zi Yun's last remaining true spirit.

"Get out! At worst, we'll die together!"

The Blood Consort's consciousness counterattacked frantically in the Sea of Consciousness, blood waves surging as she tried to drag Zi Yun's true spirit down with her.

"In my domain, it is not your place to be insolent."

Su Yun's Divine Sense transformed into a golden phantom that towered between heaven and earth.

With a wave of his hand.

The Supreme Soul Refining Fire turned into a sea of flames, directly enveloping the crimson blood-shadow.

Combined with the overbearing medicinal power of the nine-colored Nirvana Pill.

The refining began.

This was an extremely cruel punishment.

The Blood Consort's self-awareness was peeled away layer by layer while still alive.

Her memories, her insights into Upper Realm Laws, her assassination techniques, and her profound Origin as a Half-step Immortal Monarch.

Under the transformation of the Nirvana Pill, they were all forcibly filtered and purified.

They became the purest spiritual nourishment.

Bit by bit, they were injected into that faint cluster of pure white spiritual light.

Inside the secret room.

The Blood Consort's body rolled in pain on the jade couch.

Blood light and white radiance intertwined and tangled.

Her face constantly shifted violently between the distorted Formless Heterodox Demon form and Zi Yun's exquisite features.

The sounds escaping her throat changed from angry roars to desperate wails.

"Su Yun... the Divine Lord... will not let... you go..."

Before she could finish this vicious curse.

Su Yun's palms suddenly exerted force.

"Refine."

The Supreme Soul Refining Fire abruptly contracted.

Thud!

A muffled sound echoed in the Sea of Consciousness.

The Blood Consort's independent consciousness completely dissipated.

The Soul fluctuations that once belonged to the Upper Realm's Formless killing machine were wiped clean.

All that remained was a highly talented empty shell of a body and an immense amount of pure energy.

The blood light receded.

Pure white light began to dominate.

That faint cluster of pure white spiritual light, after absorbing all of the Blood Consort's Divine Soul nourishment, was like a long-awaited rain after a drought.

It instantly grew stronger.

Amidst the flowing light, the gentle aura belonging to Zi Yun began to recover.

Not just recover.

Her Divine Soul strength was skyrocketing at an incredible speed.

Nascent Soul Stage.

Soul Transformation Stage.

Body Integration Stage.

Early Stage of Undergoing Tribulation!

It only barely stopped when it reached a Realm comparable to a Half-step Immortal Monarch.

Her Physical Body was also undergoing a mutation.

The Formless Blood Immortal Body, which had originally been modified by the Blood Consort, completely and perfectly fused with Zi Yun's Origin under the effect of the Nirvana Pill.

The toxicity of the heterodox demon blood fiend was completely removed.

It retained the perfect attributes of a Supreme Cauldron and the ever-changing talent for disguise.

Time passed bit by bit.

A full three hours went by.

The nine-colored divine light in the secret room finally dispersed completely.

On the jade couch.

A flawless, beautiful body lay quietly.

Her skin was as white and translucent as mutton-fat jade, emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance.

Su Yun withdrew his palms.

A layer of fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Continuously operating the Supreme Soul Refining Fire at high intensity to protect the true spirit had taken a heavy toll on him.

He pulled over a black cloak from the side and covered Zi Yun with it.

Leaning back against the chair, he quietly watched the jade couch.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly.

The beauty on the couch slowly opened her eyes.

What kind of eyes were those.

Clear, pure, carrying Zi Yun's unique gentleness and affection.

But in the deepest part of her eyes, there flowed a layer of moving, expressive ripples.

With every glance, a naturally enchanting seductiveness was revealed.

Even more eye-catching.

At the corner of her right eye, an extremely elegant blood-colored Floral Pattern had appeared.

Like a blooming Equinox Flower.

It forcibly pulled her originally dignified and cold temperament into a dangerous charm.

Zi Yun sat up.

The black cloak slipped off one of her fragrant shoulders.

She looked down at her hands.

A vast torrent of memories was quickly organized in her mind.

The Blood Consort's lurking assassinations, the desperate assimilation in the rainy night's reflection, the rescue deep within her Divine Soul that was comparable to purgatory.

Everything was perfectly clear.

She understood.

Her eyes instantly reddened, tears swirling crystal-clear.

"Husband..."

Zi Yun threw off the cloak and dove directly into Su Yun's embrace.

Her arms tightly encircled his neck.

Her movements no longer had their former dignity and restraint.

Instead, they carried a hint of wildness that made one's bones feel soft.

Her cheek pressed tightly against Su Yun's firm chest, feeling that powerful heartbeat.

"I thought... Zi Yun would never see Husband again."

Her voice was soft and sweet, filled with the relief and grievance of surviving a disaster.

But at the end of her words, there was a naturally lingering, indescribable coquettishness.

This was a dual nature that combined gentleness and seductiveness.

The two-faced wife attribute was maxed out.

Su Yun followed the motion and reached out, encircling that slender, supple waist.

His fingers inadvertently brushed against her skin.

It was astonishingly smooth.

"With me here, even the King of Hell couldn't take you away."

Su Yun pinched her chin, his gaze sweeping over the blood-colored Floral Pattern at the corner of her eye.

Zi Yun looked up.

Meeting Su Yun's gaze.

She had perfectly inherited all of the Blood Consort's memories and talents.

Including that top-tier Upper Realm assassin's absolute control over killing and disguise.

But her true heart was still the Zi Yun who silently brewed tonic soup for Su Yun in the Heavenly Sovereign Alliance.

This extreme contrast made every one of her current movements full of lethal attraction.

The surrounding air seemed to become hot and restless because of her every frown and smile.

"Husband consumed such a divine object that seizes the creation of heaven and earth for Zi Yun's sake."

Zi Yun's eyes rippled.

Her red lips parted slightly, exhaling like an orchid.

She condensed a sliver of power at her fingertips.

The once poisonous dark-red blood fiend power now turned into pure, flawless pink Spiritual Qi in her palm.

She had completely mastered this Half-step Immortal Monarch level power.

"Zi Yun doesn't know how to repay Husband..."

Her voice grew lower and lower.

The Spiritual Qi at her fingertips dissipated, and she gently traced Su Yun's chest with an undisguised hint.

Su Yun looked at the transformed woman in his arms.

A foundation of the Half-step Immortal Monarch Realm.

The top-tier cauldron Physique of the Formless Blood Immortal Body.

Coupled with a set of transcendent assassination skills.

This wasn't just saving a wife; he had personally forged a perfect human-shaped killing machine.

However.

Now was not the time for intimacy.

Su Yun grabbed her small hand that was teasing his chest.

He pressed her directly onto his lap.

A cold light, as cunning as an old fox, flickered in his eyes.

"As for repayment, there's plenty of time to settle that tonight."

A cold, sharp arc curled at the corner of Su Yun's mouth.

His fingers toyed with Zi Yun's soft long hair.

"Since you now inherit everything from the Blood Consort."

"Including that Formless disguise she was so proud of, and her method of contacting the Upper Realm."

Zi Yun leaned in his arms.

Wise as she was, she instantly understood Su Yun's scheme.

The blood-colored Floral Pattern at the corner of her eye flashed slightly.

The fox-like charm on her body vanished instantly, replaced by a cold and murderous aura, looking exactly like a heartless god of slaughter.

She was the spitting image of another Blood Consort.

But in the next second, she broke character and giggled, revealing a charming smile.

"How does Husband want to play? Zi Yun will listen to everything you say."

Su Yun pinched her cheek.

He looked up at the ceiling of the secret room.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the boundaries of the Void Realm, looking directly at the high-and-mighty Heaven Burial Palace in the Upper Realm.

Private grudges should have had their scope elevated long ago.

"My good wife."

"Calculating the time, it's been nearly three days since that wretched Blood Consort last reported her progress."

Su Yun let out a cold laugh.

His tone carried a bone-chilling coldness that suggested he controlled everything.

"Shouldn't we send a piece of good news to that high-and-mighty Divine Lord?"