Chapter 723: Chapter 742: Primordial Spirit Maneuvers
“Hmm?”
As Emperor Fengdu’s words ended, Emperor Jun’s breath hitched, and the magic he was launching at Emperor Fengdu slightly slowed, as a trace of shock and uncertainty crossed his eyes.
Right, Hongng Purple Qi is the key to attaining sainthood. Why hadn’t Ye Xuan co to intercept Emperor Fengdu? Could it be that he truly didn’t care about becoming a saint?
A huge doubt, a trendous doubt—Emperor Jun, as a Quasi-Saint, was acutely aware of how much temptation Hongng Purple Qi held for soone in his position.
“Both Daoist friends, hold your hands.”
Suddenly, Emperor Jun bellowed out, while Zhu Rong had already retracted his Ancestral Witch Divine Ability. It was obvious that he, too, had heard Emperor Fengdu’s words and was now harboring doubts in his heart.
Clearly, although their minds were clouded by greed, they were all pre-eminent beings between Heaven and Earth, none of them fools. They also perceived the suspicious points.
“Let explain everything to the fellow Daoists in detail.”
With the three Quasi-Saints ceasing their actions, Emperor Fengdu finally caught his breath and with great frustration recounted the events that had transpired. However, the more he spoke, the more agitated he beca, and his face showed a great deal of humiliation.
“Could Huang Mozhi really be one of Ye Xuan’s people?” murmured Zhu Rong, astonished.
“It’s not impossible. Otherwise, why would Ye Xuan give up Hongng Purple Qi?” Emperor Jun’s face showed shock and uncertainty, and his eyes even flashed with a fierce light.
“Fellow Daoists, please see the truth. Hongng Purple Qi is indeed in Ye Xuan’s hands, and I, Emperor Fengdu, have been toyed with by him,” argued Emperor Fengdu with both sha and anger.
“Hmph.”
Suddenly, Emperor Jun snorted coldly, his eyes dark as he looked at Emperor Fengdu and said, “How do we know you’re not lying? If this is just a story you’ve concocted, aren’t you treating us as if we were three-year-old children to be toyed with?”
“I can take the Heart Demon Oath, everything I said is true; otherwise, I shall never be able to step into the Saint Realm in my life,” stated Emperor Fengdu directly as he took the Heart Demon Oath, his face flushed with humiliation while looking towards Emperor Jun and the others.
As Emperor Fengdu took the Heart Demon Oath, the expressions of Emperor Jun and the others shifted subtly. The Heart Demon Oath was terrifyingly binding, and even Quasi-Saints wouldn’t dare to make such an oath lightly, because a violation would give rise to heart demons during cultivation, which could lead to soul scattering between Heaven and Earth with a single misstep.
“Could what he’s saying be true?”
Doubt surged in Emperor Jun’s heart. Ye Xuan’s absence was already a significant doubt, and now Emperor Fengdu had taken the Heart Demon Oath. How could Emperor Jun not entertain other thoughts in his heart?
However, Emperor Jun also did not fully believe Emperor Fengdu, who faced a life-and-death crisis at this mont. Furthermore, for the sake of hiding Hongng Purple Qi, taking the Heart Demon Oath was not an unbearable cost.
“Open your Suru Space, so we can see for ourselves whether the Hongng Purple Qi is really not on you,” Emperor Jun demanded coldly.
“You…?”
Hearing Emperor Jun’s words, Emperor Fengdu was consud by ashad fury, feeling utterly insulted. However, under soone else’s roof, one has no choice but to bow the head. If he didn’t prove his innocence, he feared he would face a life-and-death crisis today.
Buzz!
The void trembled and waves rippled as Emperor Fengdu finally opened his Suru Space, allowing Emperor Jun and the others to look inside. However, apart from so Ghost Path spiritual weapons and various Divine Powers and Secret Skills, there was no hint of Hongng Purple Qi in his Suru Space.
“Hongng Purple Qi is really not on you!”
Emperor Jun’s expression was gloomy, and disappointnt flashed in his eyes. He did not even need to search carefully; a re sensing from his Primordial Spirit told him that the Hongng Purple Qi was indeed not on Emperor Fengdu.
“The Hongng Purple Qi has already fallen into Ye Xuan’s hands, and if we allow him to beco a Saint, we will all face a life-and-death catastrophe, Emperor Jun, you should understand this principle,” Emperor Fengdu spoke with sha and anger.
“Very well, I will trust you this once, but if you dare to deceive by concealing the Hongng Purple Qi, even if you return to the Underworld, I, as the emperor, will lead the forces of the Ancient Demon Court into the Underworld to ensure that you die without a burial place.”
Emperor Jun spoke coldly, transforming into an Escape Light and disappearing, obviously intending to return to the Ancient Demon Court to report this news to Donghuang Taiyi.
Although Emperor Jun was eager to go to the Heavenly Court to find Ye Xuan as soon as possible, he alone was no match for Ye Xuan and several Quasi-Saints, so he could only go back to the Ancient Demon Court to call for reinforcents.
“Ye Xuan?”
Zhu Rong murmured in a low voice, not even glancing at Emperor Fengdu, and he too disappeared in an instant, evidently to relay the news back to the Witch Clan, as the Hongng Purple Qi must not fall into Ye Xuan’s hands.
And that flattering Daoist smiled sycophantically as he left. With both Quasi-Saints gone, he was only newly initiated into the Saint Realm, and even if he had the desire to pressure Emperor Fengdu further, the proverbial thin cal was still larger than a horse. Without Emperor Jun and Zhu Rong by his side, should he harbor ill intentions towards Emperor Fengdu, he too might face a fatal calamity.
As all three departed, Emperor Fengdu clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his complexion turning an extrely deep purple.
Spit!
A mouthful of old blood finally sprayed forth from Emperor Fengdu’s mouth. It was not because he was injured, but because he was so infuriated by being played by Ye Xuan and Huang Mozhi that he could no longer contain it and spat out a mouthful of congested blood.
“Ye Xuan! Huang Mozhi!”
“You both dare to play like this, I will not let you have an easy ti.”
“If I cannot have the Hongng Purple Qi, none of you shall have it,” Emperor Fengdu roared with rage at the Heavenly Vault, his expression terrifying and manic, and he ca to a wild decision in his heart.
“Do all of you want the Hongng Purple Qi?”
“I will make the news that Ye Xuan has obtained the Hongng Purple Qi known throughout the Three Realms; I want to see how you will cope.”
Emperor Fengdu’s roars were continuous as he made this crazed decision, breaking the pot to fall with it, and then he disappeared into the Heavenly Vault.
…
Above the ninefold Cloud Skies, auspicious vapors spiraled in thousands, and auspicious clouds drifted about. A Daoist clad in blue, covered by the chaos of Holy Light, sat motionless on top of the Nine Heavens.
This blue-clad Daoist’s appearance was obscure, but the terrifying aura emanating from him, accompanied by the constant rumbling of Daoist chants from within, caused a dizzy sensation to anyone who glanced at him.
“My good disciple, as your ntor, I really did not expect that not only would you beco a Quasi-Saint, but he also took the path of Proving Dao with Power. If given more ti, would you not surpass your ntor?” the blue-clad Daoist murmured to himself, his voice filled with admiration.
“I truly underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to have the courage to take the path of Proving Dao with Power. Just make sure to cherish the Hongng Purple Qi I sent you, it is a treasure that can make you a Saint, and you must not let down your ntor’s intentions.”
“Ha ha.”
The blue-clad Daoist laughed loudly, his laughter echoing thunderously and the boundless auspicious clouds dissipating without a trace.
Clearly, the appearance of the Hongng Purple Qi in the Three Realms was his doing; otherwise, why would the Hongng Purple Qi appear just as Ye Xuan burst open the Heavenly Vault with only a spear?
“Not far now, not far now, my disciple and I are about to et again. However, I wonder if you will be greatly surprised when your ntor appears before you?” The blue-clad Daoist let out a cold and sly smile, his entire figure suddenly becoming ethereal and gradually vanishing from above the ninefold Cloud Skies.
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