Chapter 449: The Sun and Moon Illuminate Mountains and Rivers (Part 8)

Deep within the Demon Realm
Ling Jiuxiao was utterly bewildered.
Following the elder's guidance, he hid in a dilapidated forbidden area.
But not long after,
a towering bull demon arrived.
"Boy, this is a Great Demon Saint. If I'm not mistaken, he was the one who recently ascended to the Great Demon Saint realm."
"Elder, what do we do now?"
"Find a place to bury him. Remember to bury him deep. Perhaps I'll still be alive in ten thousand years."
"And me?"
"Dead."
Ling Jiuxiao was speechless.
Just as he was speechless, he heard the Great Demon Saint, looking at the desolate scene before him, roar in grief and anger: "Yao'er, who is it? I only went into seclusion once, how could I know we would be separated by life and death? I, Old Bull, swear I will never let the mastermind behind this go!"
Ling Jiuxiao felt he was doomed.
But he wasn't.
Deep within the once-ruined forbidden land, a sword beam flashed, seemingly about to cleave the Demon Realm in two.
Ling Jiuxiao froze, hearing the last words:
"No..."
Well, Ling Jiuxiao realized it wasn't him who died, but the Great Demon Saint of the Demon Race. The sword had just pierced his ear, and Ling Jiuxiao clearly felt the destructive aura within it, enough to kill him a thousand times over.
"Boy, you're truly lucky... to have encountered a powerhouse with such terrifying mastery of the sword. If that powerhouse had been even slightly less skilled, perhaps you would be joining that Bull Saint in the Yellow Springs."
"In all my years, I've only seen one person whose mastery of the sword is so terrifying."
The elder sighed in Ling Jiuxiao's mind. This kid's luck was truly remarkable; even at such a critical moment, he encountered someone with such terrifying mastery of the sword.
"Boy, the crisis of the Great Demon Saint has been averted. No powerful demon will dare explore this forbidden area anytime soon."
"You can continue deeper in. Perhaps you can find some items that the sword master didn't value. These would be huge opportunities for you. If there are sword marks left by that sword master deep within, even understanding just one ten-thousandth could be enough for a long time."
Ling Jiuxiao asked suspiciously, "Elder, is what you say reliable?"
The elder said, "If you don't want to leave and even if you encounter other Great Demon Saints, you can only go deeper into the forbidden area and seek the protection of that sword master's remaining aura."
Ling Jiuxiao: "..."
.......
In the back mountains of the Mountain and River Sect
Su Chen wasn't surprised at all by the events in the Myriad Demon Realm.
He, Su, was good at helping others. That old bird demon kept saying her lover wouldn't let him go.
Su Chen decided to see this good deed through to the end, even leaving behind an extra sword aura.
To grant them a happy reunion.
Su Chen gazed at the magnificent feather robe before him, radiating an ethereal aura, and nodded in satisfaction. This was one of his few 'masterpieces'.
"I'll place this item in the Contribution Hall to encourage that girl Han Xiyue, lest she become complacent and start complaining lately."
With his methods, the garments he created were naturally the dream of every woman. Su Chen had no doubt that these garments would ignite Han Xiyue's ambition.
"Ten thousand contribution points are too easy to obtain, ten million contribution points are too high, so let's price it at one million contribution points. At the current rate, Han Xiyue will need about ten years of hard work."
"Ten years later, even better items will appear."
At this moment, a new item information appeared in the Contribution Hall.
Han Xiyue trembled, her gaze fixed on the magnificent garment.
......
In the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons
Ling Jiuxiao ultimately chose to trust the Elder.
Guided by the Elder, he arrived at the depths of the dilapidated forbidden area.
A wave of intense heat swept over him.
Voices echoed throughout the heavens and earth, yet remained confined to this area.
"Elder, what is that sound?"
The Elder said, "You want to know, kid?"
Ling Jiuxiao nodded.
Suddenly, a chilling echo reverberated through the place.
A string of golden characters appeared before Ling Jiuxiao.
The elder's voice resounded in his mind: "Boy, read these characters aloud; they are the original words of that bird language."
Ling Jiuxiao looked at the characters and said, "I'm a complete idiot."
Ling Jiuxiao: "......."
Elder: "Why are you cursing yourself?"
Ling Jiuxiao: "......."
He had reason to suspect that the elder was playing a trick on him.
Seeing Ling Jiuxiao begin to doubt him, the elder coughed twice and said seriously, "I have studied the Phoenix Clan's bird language to some extent; these are the words spoken in Phoenix language."
"It seems the Phoenix Clan's Holy King here has offended that swordsman quite badly, to be tortured like this."
"However, there is no danger here anymore; perhaps you, boy, will encounter a great opportunity."
Ling Jiuxiao was overjoyed upon hearing this.
Ling Jiuxiao ventured deeper, finding himself engulfed in raging flames, yet they posed no threat to him whatsoever.
In the center of the inferno, a bald 'chicken' was bound to a massive bronze pillar, repeatedly uttering incomprehensible 'bird language'.
The elder clicked his tongue: "Burning soul in flames, never to be reincarnated."
"Tsk...such torture, especially for a Saint King, I've never seen anything like it."
"Indeed, all sword cultivators in the world are equally petty."
"However, for you, lad, this is indeed an opportunity. If you can refine the soul of this demon Saint King, reaching the seventh or eighth level of the Divine Demon Body Awakening Scripture won't be a problem, and the seal on the Divine Demon Battle Body can be unlocked by seventy or eighty percent."
Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuxiao, for some reason, saw a delicious roasted chicken, and tears involuntarily streamed down his face, his stomach rumbling.
Just as Ling Jiuxiao was about to pounce on it and feast...
The elder called out to Ling Jiuxiao again, which annoyed Ling Jiuxiao.
"Boy, do you see that branch over there?"
At the feet of the imprisoned Demon King lay a branch carelessly tossed aside.
Like Ling Jiuxiao, it hadn't suffered any harm in the raging flames.
Ling Jiuxiao picked up the branch.
"I might have underestimated that swordsmanship expert."
Ling Jiuxiao was startled: "Elder, you don't mean to say that the sword master used this tree branch to kill a Demon Saint King and a Great Demon Saint?"
The Elder sighed: "I'm afraid so... I misjudged him. That sword master's mastery of the sword is probably even more terrifying than that of my old friend."
"This tree branch still retains sword intent, enough to kill another Great Demon Saint."
The Elder couldn't understand.
How could this kid be so lucky?