Chapter 25 Part 2: It was very convenient to hit you.
Zeng Huacai suddenly attacked, his horsetail whisk rolling towards his wrist. Yan Jingyu did not dodge, but a golden light suddenly swung out heavily. Zeng Huacai, caught off guard, took a step back, his expression shocked. “Zhongyou…”
“Enough.” Qin Zhongyou stared at them. “I came here this time to find him. Now that I’ve found him, I’m taking him home.”
“Hmph.” A cold laugh came from the spiritual platform. “He really hasn’t given up on you.”
Yan Jingyu looked at the man standing in front of him. The last time in Yaoguang Valley, when Ruan Qixi wanted to kill him, he had also seen this back.
“The Asura clan is about to arrive.” Liao Chen reminded. Yan Jingyu looked up again, his lips trembling slightly. He abruptly drew the Soul-Devouring Blade and stabbed towards his back—
“Qin Zhongyou!!!” Ling Dannan shrieked. Qin Zhongyou subconsciously turned his head. Zeng Huacai had already attacked for the second time. This time, the horsetail whisk firmly entangled Yan Jingyu’s arm. Qin Zhongyou looked at the curved, sharp blade in his hand. The blade was shining, and the back of the blade was engraved with dense runes.
His expression was dazed.
“Who dares to invade my Zhouxu Mountain?!”
An angry voice came. Zeng Huacai pulled forcefully. Yan Jingyu took the opportunity to flip his wrist, directly cutting off the other’s horsetail whisk, and with a kick of his foot, he flipped backwards and landed steadily in front of the arriving An Long.
An Long’s figure had just arrived when his pupils suddenly contracted. “Yan Jingyu, you damned bastard, you still dare…”
“Smack—!” Yan Jingyu directly flicked his sleeve, and a wisp of demonic energy directly whipped An Long’s face. His eyebrows were sharp. He didn’t even look at An Long, but only stared coldly at the three people of the immortal sects in front of him. “Have you forgotten what the Demon Lord asked you to do? Hurry up and kill them!!”
“…” An Long covered his face and turned back, looking at his exquisite and unparalleled face in a daze, then at the three people of the immortal sects opposite him, who were either stunned, or angry, or sad. After a long moment, he said, “You…”
“The Demon Lord said that as long as I kill them, he will make me the Left Guardian. If you are willing to help me in this battle, this Lord will definitely share wealth and honor with you in the future!” After Yan Jingyu finished speaking, he raised his hand again and summoned a giant cauldron, once again looking at Qin Zhongyou. “This Lord has been refining pills for the Demon Lord recently. Their cores can just help the Demon Lord consolidate his cultivation!”
“Nine Heavens Burning World Cauldron…” Ling Dannan trembled all over. “This is of the same origin as the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron used by Chi Yuan back then. He really is just a painted-skin ghost!”
“Why…” Qin Zhongyou looked at him. “That day, when I was hunting Liao Chen, why did you help me?”
“If I didn’t help you, would you have brought them to my door?” Yan Jingyu sneered contemptuously. “Zeng Huacai was born with five spiritual roots and should have stopped at the Huiyang Realm, but he has cultivated all the way to the Great Perfection of the Formless Realm. Now all his spiritual roots have been tempered to the Heaven-tier, right? Using him for medicine is a top-quality ingredient!”
Qin Zhongyou was still persistent. “You told me Liao Chen had just merged with the Vermilion Bird’s divinity. You said that as long as I attacked his three divine sources, I could knock the divinity out. I seriously injured him with my water-element Heavenly Soul…”
“Hahaha.” Yan Jingyu laughed so hard his eyes curved. “It seems the Demon Lord was right. Yan Jingyu is dead, and Qin Zhongyou has become a deaf and blind fool. It’s one thing to always find the wrong person for revenge, but to still be so obsessed even after being stabbed in the face with a knife!”
“Our Demon Lord’s divine might is vast, his magic boundless, and he has just absorbed the authority of the fire element. Do you really think you can kill him so easily?!”
“Qin Zhongyou!” Yan Jingyu stared at him, his words spoken one by one. “Back then, how many of the Demon Lord’s good plans did your four-person team ruin? How many times did you seriously injure him and leave him on the brink of death! He finally managed to survive, and you really think he’s so tolerant and magnanimous as to not hold it against you? Back then, he was in seclusion healing after his spiritual abode was pierced by Yan Jingyu and couldn’t kill him himself. These old scores will naturally all be settled with the three of you!”
Qin Zhongyou’s eyelashes flickered. Ling Dannan clenched her fists. Zeng Huacai gritted his teeth. “Despicable—”
“When you use tricks, it’s acting on behalf of heaven. When we use tricks, it’s despicable and shameless?” Yan Jingyu sneered contemptuously. “It doesn’t matter anymore. Qin Zhongyou, since you care so much about Yan Jingyu, then go find him in hell! Today, I will make you die even more miserably than Yan Jingyu—”
“Smack!”
An Long raised his other hand to cover his face, his eyes widening even further. Yan Jingyu had already said with hatred, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and kill them!!”
Yan Jingyu flew up and left the battlefield, landing on a high place, pretending to drive the Nine Heavens Burning World Cauldron above, and watched the chaotic battlefield below with an expressionless face.
Qin Zhongyou was still looking at Yan Jingyu, tears rolling down his eyes, his lips trembling.
Yan Jingyu just looked at him coldly.
“Zhongyou! You go first!” Ling Dannan swung her whip, wrapped him up, and directly threw him out of the battlefield. “Go first! We’ll be right there!”
“An Long.” Yan Jingyu cursed, “You bunch of wastes, didn’t you eat before you came? Do you want me to report to the Demon Lord and have him personally come to train you?!”
An Long spat.
Of course, he didn’t want to risk his life here. Now, in the dead of winter, during the polar night, who knew if the Asura clan, after doing things for the Demon Lord, wouldn’t be wiped out by some other demon clan?
“Hmph.” A light laugh suddenly came from the air. An Long’s face suddenly changed. He had never expected that the moment this painted-skin ghost spoke, the Demon Lord would actually appear on the other side. “If they are not left behind today, this Lord will slaughter Zhouxu Mountain.”
…Why don’t you do it yourself!!
An Long did not dare to slack off anymore. He gritted his teeth and summoned his clan’s secret treasure.
Ling Dannan and Zeng Huacai fought and retreated, but there were too many Asuras. Accompanied by the impact of the resentful demons, the two of them soon had many injuries.
“Pfft—” A mouthful of blood spurted out. Ling Dannan was sent flying backwards and fell heavily at Qin Zhongyou’s feet. She was furious. “Qin Zhongyou, do you really want to die here? He is just a painted-skin ghost!”
Thunder rumbled in the sky. Ling Dannan was suddenly stunned.
The roaring thunder came from afar and gradually gathered over Zhouxu Mountain. Amidst the dense dark clouds, a golden light flickered.
“False immortal…” An Long was flustered. “He’s breaking through to the false immortal stage!!”
Qin Zhongyou was still looking at Yan Jingyu, but his expression had already changed from confusion, to bewilderment, to dazedness, to calmness.
“It seems he is really dead.”
He closed his eyes and let the heavenly thunderclouds envelop him. “Since he is dead, then let him be thoroughly dead.”
The thunder tribulation came crashing down, but a giant blade of light, filled with heavenly might, shot straight out from the thunderclouds. The blade of light shredded the wind and snow, turning the passing giant rocks to dust, and steadily rushed towards Yan Jingyu.
False immortal was the most crucial step in ascending to immortality. To abandon all attachments, to shed the shackles of the mortal world, for the heart to return to tranquility, and the mind to return to nature. Since Qin Zhongyou’s state of mind could break through to the false immortal stage, then next, he only needed to wait for a suitable day to go straight to the Forgetfulness Platform and obtain his own authority of the laws.
Yan Jingyu was completely relieved. “The sins I have created have finally been paid off…”
He flipped over and leaped down from the rock, put away the Nine Heavens Burning World Cauldron, and fled at high speed.
But the blade of light was just like Qin Zhongyou’s heavy sword, steady and fast, mixed with a powerful killing intent.
Yan Jingyu’s breathing was ragged. Not until a crimson crack appeared in front of him did he plunge headfirst into it and roll directly into the back hall.
His heart was pounding fast. He restrained himself for a long time, but suddenly, a suction force grabbed him. He fell directly onto the cloud bed and heard Liao Chen say, “What happened just now?”
“What happened?” Yan Jingyu didn’t mind being thrown. He immediately climbed up. “Qin Zhongyou has broken through to the false immortal stage. He’s about to come and kill you. What do you think happened?”
“You knew long ago that he would break through to the false immortal stage…”
Yan Jingyu looked at him and suddenly couldn’t help it, and burst out laughing.
In Liao Chen’s extremely dark face, he said, “Liao Chen, you really are a great benefactor. You helped me break through back then, and now you’re helping…”
He was once again grabbed by Liao Chen. The other directly pinched his neck and said with hatred, “You were deliberately enlightening him!”
Yan Jingyu frowned and suddenly also reached out to pinch his neck. Liao Chen was stunned for a moment. Yan Jingyu forcefully tightened his grip on his neck. Liao Chen looked at him with an expressionless face.
The fingers on his neck were soft. With Yan Jingyu’s strength, it was impossible to really pose a threat to him.
On the other hand, his own face was gradually turning red from Liao Chen’s grip. His lips were uncontrollably opening, and the veins on his forehead were popping out, but he was still stubbornly trying to strangle Liao Chen.
He was working so hard…
Liao Chen took a deep breath and released him.
Yan Jingyu immediately coughed. He didn’t even bother to touch his own neck, but directly pounced over and pressed him down under him, also using the same posture to forcefully choke his neck, every strand of his hair straining.
Liao Chen lay there, his eyes calm, not even bothering to show a trace of contempt.
Yan Jingyu coughed a few more times, trying hard to infuse spiritual energy into his palms, but Liao Chen’s breathing was still smooth.
The two were at a stalemate… or rather, Yan Jingyu was in a one-sided stalemate for nearly half an incense stick’s time before he finally released him, panting as he glared at him.
The two were quiet for a long time. Yan Jingyu coughed again and finally raised his hand to stroke his own neck. He turned over and climbed off him, and threw the Nine Heavens Burning World Cauldron and the Soul-Devouring Blade over. “I’ve done what you asked me to do. May I ask if the Demon Lord has any other instructions?”
Liao Chen looked up. In the Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror, the Asura clan had already run away, and the three of them, Qin Zhongyou, were speeding towards the Demon Palace. He said faintly, “If I die, you won’t live long either.”
“We’ll see if you can die first!” Yan Jingyu had not forgotten about the Sumeru Mustard Seed.
Few people in the world could find the location of the Demon Palace. It was said that it sometimes floated in the air, sometimes took root in the desert, sometimes was suspended on a mountain peak, and sometimes landed on a snowfield. So the successive Demon Lords of the Demon Realm were very difficult to kill.
Unless the other party could find the entrance.
If it were before, it would be one thing. Now, in everyone’s eyes, Liao Chen was not injured at all. They would definitely not waste so much time and energy in the Demonic Domain to find the entrance to the Demon Palace.
In the Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror, the Demon Palace was indeed disappearing bit by bit, until it was completely swallowed by the Sumeru Mustard Seed.
He wasn’t particularly angry. It was just the false immortal stage. Even if Qin Zhongyou became a true immortal, he wouldn’t care about the other at all.
It was just…
“Qin Zhongyou has completely let you go now.” Liao Chen said, “Are you sad?”
“What’s there to be sad about?” Yan Jingyu went to the lotus pond again, squatted down, and slowly washed his hands. “It should have been like this long ago. It’s good for everyone.”
“Yan Qi, you should know that I originally wanted you to be properly recognized. It was you who…”
“Why are you talking so much nonsense?” Yan Jingyu turned around. “Why don’t you use that time to remove the rune on my lamp wick?”
“You will be living in the Demon Palace in the future. It will be better for you to have some spiritual energy to protect yourself.”
“Indeed.” Yan Jingyu agreed very much. “It was very convenient to hit you.”
Liao Chen’s face first turned dark, then he sneered. “You’ve just lost your Dao companion. How about this Lord finds you a new one in the Demon Palace? Wolf Qiong still seems to want to marry you?”
“…” Yan Jingyu was annoyed. “That was all me lying to you.”
Liao Chen: “?”
“Qin Zhongyou and I have nothing at all. It was just to disgust you before.”
He hadn’t said these things before because Liao Chen seemed to really believe that Qin Zhongyou had feelings for him. If he showed that he had no feelings for Qin Zhongyou, it would be giving Liao Chen an opportunity to mock Qin Zhongyou in front of him.
But now it was different. Qin Zhongyou had completely let go. Liao Chen couldn’t laugh at him anymore.
Liao Chen looked at him for a while.
Yan Jingyu came to the table and rubbed his arm, which had been hurt by the horsetail whisk.
After a long while, he heard him say, “So… you, have never had, anything, with him?”
“What?”
“…” Liao Chen said coldly, “When are you going to drink the silent poison?”
“…” Sicko.
