547: Being able to become the nourishment of the Son of God is a worthy death.

“Senior Brother!”

At this moment, another call came from deep within the black mist.

Leng Ningbing, like a startled deer, immediately threw herself towards Sword Emperor Wuya.

“Junior Sister!”

Sword Emperor Wuya’s face lit up with joy, and he naturally caught Leng Ningbing, his eyes filled with heartache and anxiety, and even a hint of delight deep within his pupils.

After all, his Junior Sister had always been very cold towards him in the past.

No matter how many gifts he sent, she would not accept them, nor would she even spare him a glance.

Now, as soon as she saw him, she directly threw herself into his arms, which meant that his journey was very much worth it!

If time and circumstances hadn’t forbidden it.

He genuinely wanted to further their relationship with his Junior Sister right then and there, hoping for a passionate encounter to truly advance their bond.

“Alright, alright, Senior Brother is here now, Junior Sister, don’t be afraid.”

Sword Emperor Wuya gently patted Leng Ningbing in his arms.

But his hand was extremely dishonest, moving towards Leng Ningbing's slender, willow-like waist.

Leng Ningbing, who seemed to be startled and was sobbing softly, felt the hand subtly moving on her back, and a look of extreme disgust flashed deep within her pupils.

The last trace of guilt in her heart vanished in an instant.

She had emphasized many times and clearly rejected her Senior Brother's affections.

She only wanted to pursue the Demonic Path, to reach the pinnacle of the Demonic Path, and was not interested in matters of men and women.

But her Senior Brother always pretended to be an oblivious straight man, repeatedly expressing his feelings to her, and now, given the chance, he even wanted to take advantage of her, which made her feel quite disgusted.

“Senior Brother... this place has an extremely terrifying ancient great demon reviving... now is not the time to delay...”

Leng Ningbing looked up in alarm, breaking free from his embrace, her voice anxious: “We must leave this place as soon as possible!”

Upon hearing this, Sword Emperor Wuya barely managed to suppress the lust in his heart to go further.

“Junior Sister is right.”

“But the outside world isn’t safe either; the Divine Son of the Space-Time Forbidden Zone, the Myriad Domains of the Heavens’ largest dark force, descended upon my Vatican Heaven Dao Domain not long ago!”

“And because of that idiot Mo Wu! That cruel fellow Kong Wudao has also dragged us into their hatred and anger!”

“Now Junior Sister Chuyu has been killed, and the Space-Time Forbidden Zone powerhouses led by Kong Wudao are right behind me. If we go out now, we’ll only be walking into a trap!”

Leng Ningbing’s expression changed slightly upon hearing these words, becoming even more anxious.

“Then what should we do now...?”

“The ancient great demon is about to fully awaken, and Divine Son Kong Wu Dao is waiting outside. Aren’t we caught in a pincer attack?”

Sword Emperor Wuya was eager to show off in front of his Junior Sister.

He didn't even suspect Leng Ningbing's somewhat abnormal way of addressing Kong Wudao.

“Junior Sister, don’t panic!”

“Not long ago, Revered Master bestowed upon me a supreme divine object, take a look!”

As he spoke.

Sword Emperor Wuya waved his hand, and ripples spread through space.

Immediately after, an ancient bronze gate, crafted from special materials and intricately carved with countless complex characters, slowly emerged from the spatial vortex.

“This treasure is called the Illusory World Gate. Revered Master obtained it deep within an extremely ancient ruin. I heard it’s an extraordinary Half-Immortal Artifact.”

“Although it’s severely damaged and has lost most of its divine properties, the remaining Immortal Dao rules within it can temporarily connect a large area of space-time barriers, allowing for short-distance rapid travel.”

“With this item, we can completely bypass Kong Wudao and his group and directly reach the Qingming Divine Sect!”

“Kong Wudao would never have guessed that I still possess such a trump card!”

“However, activating this gate requires a tremendous amount of cultivation power.”

“Normally, traversing this gate alone already consumes a great deal of my power. Now, with Junior Sister, the energy consumed might be even greater, but Junior Sister, rest assured, I will definitely get you out!”

As she listened, Leng Ningbing’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Sword Emperor Wuya initially introduced the wonders of the Illusory Sword Gate.

But soon he started talking about how difficult it was for him, and how dangerous this journey was.

Yet he still disregarded the dangers, braving countless perils to save her, and so on.

To put it bluntly, he had ulterior motives.

He hoped that by highlighting the dangers he encountered on this trip, she would be grateful to him after he rescued her.

And ideally, this gratitude would further their relationship.

This kind of behavior was truly disgusting.

Such actions were no different from his usual way of doing things.

He would insist on forcing things upon her that she clearly stated she didn't want, even pretending to be deeply moved, and then indirectly hint at their value, hoping she would 'compensate' him in some way.

This approach, which from the very beginning had the underlying motive of making her repay him, was inherently impure.

“Junior Sister, once we overcome this crisis...”

At this moment, Sword Emperor Wuya had already placed his hand on the massive lock of the Illusory World Gate, fully channeling his cultivation to resonate with it.

“Once we return to the Sect, you and I will...”

Pfft!

But in the very next instant.

A shocking blood flower blossomed on his chest without warning.

Sword Emperor Wuya’s face stiffened, and his gaze, dull and mechanical, shifted to his chest.

He saw that, at some unknown point, a gleaming long sword had completely pierced through his chest, and gurgling fresh blood continuously dripped from the sword tip.

“Junior Sister, you...”

Sword Emperor Wuya’s pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief. He had never imagined that his most trusted and beloved Junior Sister would stab him in the back!

As the long sword was pulled from his chest, the immense pain and sense of powerlessness made his legs weak, and he uncontrollably collapsed to the ground with a thud.

“Heh.”

Leng Ningbing flicked her jade hand, and the blood staining the long sword splattered onto the ground.

Coldness and disgust flickered deep within her red pupils as she bent down slightly.

“Senior Brother, compared to Divine Son Kong Wu Dao, you are truly a hypocritical and disgusting fellow.”

“However, you are also quite fortunate.”

“To be chosen by Divine Son Kong Wu Dao, to become nourishment for the Divine Son’s path to a higher Dao.”

“Ultimately, you could say you died a worthy death.”

“........!?”

Sword Emperor Wuya, already severely wounded by the sneak attack, heard his Junior Sister's words, his pupils trembled violently, and the intense shock and anger almost made him choke!

He had calculated everything, but he never calculated this.

His incredibly trusted Junior Sister would actually stab him fiercely because of Kong Wudao!

He had come all this way, disregarding danger, to save her. Why would she treat him like this?!

What made it even more unacceptable was that she had chosen to submit to their mortal enemy, Kong Wudao!

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