My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 197 - : The Appearance of the Divine Bird Exotic Beast Honghu

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: The Appearance of the Divine Bird Exotic Beast Honghu

Outside Beili City, all was quiet.

The woman in black moved like the wind, her toes touching a branch, darting forward like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface.

The night hurried along, and soon they had covered several hundred yards.

“I hadn’t expected this Ghost Swordsman to have entered the Grandmaster Realm.”

When she saw that her snow-on-a-branch technique was ineffective against the Ghost Swordsman, she guessed that he must have entered the Grandmaster Realm.

The Ghost Swordsman was one of the six Great Sword Immortals and had defeated two other Sword Immortals. Reaching the Grandmaster Realm, he was even three times more formidable than an ordinary grandmaster. How could she, with her Half-step Master Cultivation, possibly be his match?

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Therefore, she decisively chose to run.

The night hurried on, and the woman in black, hearing no sound behind her, let out a slight sigh of relief. But the next moment, her pupils sharply contracted.

There in the moonlight ahead, a figure in a black robe stood, his eyes indifferent like still water.

It was the Ghost Swordsman!

The woman in black shuddered, halting her step to stand on a thin sprig, her chest heaving.

An Jing indifferently said, “Where do you think you’re going?”

The woman in black, unfazed, even laughed, “Where can your sister go? Just out for some air, to see the moon.”

An Jing did not want to waste words with this woman, directly asking, “Who are you, and what power do you represent?”

Who exactly was this woman in front of him, and why was she causing him trouble?

The woman in black blinked and said, “If sister accompanies me to watch the moon, I’ll tell you, how about it?”

An Jing raised an eyebrow, “I want to see what makes you so confident.”

Having said that, An Jing leaped forward, reaching out to grab the woman in black.

The woman in black saw only a blur before another figure appeared in front of her, quickly sidestepping and raising her own palm to counter.

“Bang!”

Their palms did not directly contact, but the resulting Qi Force was explosive, emitting a deafening sound.

“Tap tap tap tap….”

The woman in black felt as though she had been struck by a mountain, her inner breath boiling, her organs trembling, instantly turning her complexion pale.

An Jing, expressionless, said, “I used thirty percent of my strength in that palm, the next one won’t be so lucky for you.”

The woman in black ignored An Jing’s threat and instead called out sharply, “Sister, if you don’t come out now, I might die by his hand, and you won’t be able to live either.”

There were others around!?

An Jing’s eyebrows lifted; he had only sensed one Qi Mechanism.

Shortly after the woman in black spoke, a woman in white floated towards them from afar, bathed in the moonlight.

The woman with a delicate waist and light steps, her wrists as white as porcelain under the gauze, her features exquisite and beautiful as a painting, her white clothes purer than snow, adding to her saintly and untainted appearance.

“My friend, Su Lian greets you respectfully,” she said.

Compared to the woman in black, the woman in white was very polite and courteous, giving a gentle bow to An Jing as she spoke.

An Jing watched the woman in white, but his brows were tightly knitted. Su Lian and the woman in black had the same Qi Mechanism, and if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would not have noticed that they were two different people.

Seeing the woman in white appear, the woman in black immediately laughed coyly, “Sister, aren’t you going to join forces with me to take this Ghost Swordsman back?”

An Jing looked at the two, asking, “Who exactly are you, and why are you attacking me?”

The woman in black, her seductive eyes shining, said, “Attacking you is naturally to take good care of you.”

As she spoke, without waiting for a response from An Jing, the woman in black charged at him.

Fast!

Very fast!

If just moments ago the woman in black possessed only Half-step Master Cultivation, now she seemed to have suddenly broken through her constraints, turning into a master of the Master Realm.

“How has this woman in black suddenly increased in strength so much!?”

In the blink of an eye, the woman in black had already rushed to her, her hand seeming to want to rest on her shoulder to capture him.

“Shing!”

A cold light unsheathed, exploding like a cracked silver jug under the moonlight, casting a startling gleam towards the arm of the woman in black.

“Not good!”

The woman in black quickly withdrew her arm, but the sword light still rushed towards her.

The Evil Suppressing Sword was fierce as frost, the blade turning wildly, its tip like a venomous snake’s tongue, striking terror into the heart.

Even though the woman in black knew the Ghost Swordsman was formidable, especially having entered the Grandmaster level, she didn’t expect him to be this formidable.

The woman in black retreated dozens of steps, then wrapped her palms around, seemingly forming a special Seal Technique.

Life and Death Seal! Yin Wind Burial!

The woman in black shot into the air, swaying her body, casting a sinister seal technique toward the front.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

An Jing’s palm turned, and a cold light suddenly appeared on the Evil Suppressing Sword.

Nine-character Sword Technique! Dou Character Secret!

Sword Qi enveloped the hanging moon like a mountain.

The moment the sword qi collided with the seal technique, explosions erupted continuously, a force of Qi surged from the emptiness, and several large trees around were swept up, rapidly transforming the ground into a pocked landscape.

Although both were in the Grandmaster Realm, the woman in black was somewhat flustered, floating backwards on the ground.

“Shoo!”

An Jing knew his essence blood was depleted and he could not fully exert his strength nor afford a prolonged battle. He immediately leapt forward, his longsword moving like a dragon.

Seeing this, Su Lian’s eyebrows raised sharply, and she immediately stepped in front of the woman in black.

Light and shadow intertwined, Su Lian also displayed a seal technique, seemingly identical to that of the woman in black.

Life and Death Seal! Parting of Life and Death!

Black and white Qi swirled in her palms, and under the moonlight, she appeared like a banished immortal from the mortal world. Her seal technique grew larger and larger until it burst forth from her palms.

“Break!”

An Jing’s expression did not change as he pushed forward with the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand.

“Boom!”

Sword Control Technique!

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The blade of the Evil Suppressing Sword transformed into a beam of flowing light, piercing through the darkness ahead.

Infinite sharpness burst from the body of the Evil Suppressing Sword, and soon struck the seal technique.

“Crack!”

The seal technique shattered in an instant, scattering into the air, and much of the sword qi around the Evil Suppressing Sword also dispersed. Following An Jing’s inhaling of True Qi, it returned to his palm.

Both their seal techniques were instantly broken by the sword qi.

“Friend, hold on!”

Seeing An Jing about to strike again, Su Lian quickly shouted.

An Jing paused with the Evil Suppressing Sword in hand and spoke indifferently, “Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose? If you do not speak now, do not blame me for being impolite.”

The woman in black also knew of the prowess of the Ghost Swordsman before her and stood beside Su Lian without speaking.

Su Lian took a deep breath and said, “We are from Zhao Country. We came to find a friend because an elder in our family wanted to meet you.”

An Jing’s eyes flashed with a cold light, “Black Ice Platform!?”

From his memory, only his connections with Qi Shu held such enmity; could it be that the two women before him were masters from the Black Ice Platform!?

Thinking this, his heart filled with intent to kill.

The woman in black then said, “My sister is not a person from the Black Ice Platform.”

Su Lian knew of An Jing’s grievances with Qi Shu, and quickly smiled, “Friend, rest assured, we are not people from the Black Ice Platform. This invitation from our elder is meant in good faith.”

“Good faith?”

An Jing glared at the woman in black, “You do not seem to carry good intentions.”

“This is my sister Su Yue; she acts somewhat rashly and impetuously. The herb on the snow only serves to deplete strength and carries no poison.”

Su Lian gave An Jing a deep bow and said, “Thus, I would like to apologize on behalf of my sister here.”

An Jing glanced at the two, “Who is your elder?”

Su Lian replied, “Our elder’s surname is Jin, and since he is currently venerating our ancestors, he could not come in person.”

“Surname Jin?”

An Jing thought for a moment, genuinely unaware of any renowned master by the surname Jin, and he was also not very familiar with the Jianghu of Zhao Country, except for its most famous top-class masters.

Su Lian nodded slightly, “Our family elder said that if you do not wish to come, he can wait.”

An Jing raised an eyebrow, “Wait?”

Su Lian said, “Yes, wait until you have time.”

Su Yue’s lips curled slightly, “But not too long, as we are in a hurry to return.”

“Hold your tongue.”

Su Lian frowned and chided.

Hearing Su Lian’s words, Su Yue immediately furrowed her eyebrows, “Who are you telling to hold their tongue!? Don’t forget who’s the elder sister and who’s the younger sister.”

Su Lian said, “Elder Jin said that during this trip, everything should be up to me.”

Su Yue’s lips curled up into a sneer, “When did Elder Jin say such a thing? I never heard it.”

“You!”

Upon hearing this, anger surged within Su Lian. “Su Yue, if we weren’t on a mission, I would definitely show you my prowess.”

Su Yue nonchalantly said, “Then let’s see the truth under our hands. We’ve fought hundreds of times; when have you ever won against me?”

An Jing watched as their argument escalated and his heart suddenly stirred slightly, “Ladies, it’s not that I can’t go to meet your family elder, but I currently have some very important matters to attend to.”

Su Lian smiled slightly, “That’s alright, we can wait as long as you have time.”

Su Yue frowned slightly and said, “How long will you need? Don’t take half a year or a year.”

An Jing laughed, “If the two of you are willing to lend me a hand, I think I can make time quite soon.”

Although he didn’t know why this woman in black had significantly increased in strength, both of them currently possessed the standard of Master Realm, which was indeed a rare aid.

“Okay.”

“No problem.”

This time, both of them agreed without any argument, instead showing a unanimous attitude.

An Jing asked, “Aren’t you going to ask what it is about?”

Su Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled charmingly, and said, “As long as you can make time to come with us, big sister will do anything for you.”

“Impudent!”

Su Lian glared at Su Yue and then said to An Jing, “When we came here, our predecessor had instructed us to protect our friend as much as possible if we got the chance, so a little favor is naturally not a problem.”

Having heard this, An Jing smiled, “Good, then, let’s meet outside Yunlin City in twenty days.”

“Alright, let’s not miss it.”

Su Lian smiled, then turned to Su Yue and scolded in a low voice, “Aren’t you leaving yet? Why disgrace yourself here?”

Su Yue cursed under her breath, “I’ll deal with you when we get back.”

The two figures, one black and one white, moved like the wind and soon disappeared into the forest.

“Those two are really strange.”

An Jing watched their figures, his mind deep in thought.

There were clearly two people, but he could only sense the Qi Mechanism of one. Moreover, the moment Su Lian appeared, the strength of Su Yue in black had suddenly reached the Master Realm.

What exactly were their origins, and why did the person behind them want to see him?

After pondering for a moment, An Jing shook his head and said, “Forget it, for now, I will use the skills of these two to first behead the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect. Other matters are not important for the time being.”

Taking a deep breath, An Jing returned to the righteous village.

By the time he turned back, only a patch of blood foam was left on the ground. The group from Yanhang Sect had taken their chance to slip away after the medicine had worn off.

……

Beili Volcano, inside a cave.

Due to the extremely high temperature, the air carried a bit of dryness, and one could sense the sparse volcanic essence drifting around.

In the profound darkness, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared; looking along that light, there was a Taoist in a blue Daoist robe holding a fire striker in one hand and a compass in the other.

This Taoist was Luo Chongyang.

Luo Chongyang, using the faint light, looked at the compass in his hand, “The temperature is getting higher the further we go, it seems we are getting closer to the mouth of the volcano….”

The needle of the compass in his hand seemed to be drawn by some force, constantly pulling him forward.

Luo Chongyang pondered for a moment, then placed the compass on the ground and took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from his waist.

On opening the bottle, a powerful Qi Force burst out from it, and one could faintly hear a deep roar.

Black Flood Dragon Essence Blood.

Luo Chongyang looked at the bottle in his hand, a smile appearing on his lips, “With this Black Flood Dragon Essence Blood, perhaps I can find that True Dragon Treasure Blood.”

His main purpose for coming to Beili Volcano was, of course, the rumored True Dragon Treasure Blood said to be hidden here.

However, the True Dragon Treasure Blood was underground and extremely difficult to locate. Luo Chongyang had known about this from ancient texts of Zhenyi Sect and had come to this place two or three times, but he had never been able to find the True Dragon Treasure Blood.

It was only when he saw the Black Flood Dragon under his cheap disciple’s command this time, that he suddenly had an idea to use the Flood Dragon Essence Blood to evoke a resonance with the True Dragon Treasure Blood, perhaps leading him to it.

True Dragon Treasure Blood, which was transformed by a True Dragon, although not as precious as True Dragon Essence Blood, was still one of the wonders of the world.

The most important thing was that it could improve one’s inherent Root Bone and expel impurities from the body.

Why the Great Qin Dynasty remained prosperous was because the royal family descendants had True Dragon Essence Blood in their bodies. Through diligent cultivation of martial arts, they could easily reach the Purity Body state. Their cultivation of martial arts advanced at an astonishing speed, intimidating others.

The reason Luo Chongyang had discouraged An Jing from letting the Black Flood Dragon come was because he feared that the Black Flood Dragon would sense the True Dragon Treasure Blood and compete for it with him, knowing well how tempting it was for the Black Flood Dragon.

Luo Chongyang dropped the Black Flood Dragon Essence Blood onto the compass.

As the Black Flood Dragon Essence Blood fell, the compass needle began to spin rapidly, finally pointing directly ahead.

“Is it still ahead?”

Luo Chongyang frowned and continued moving forward.

As they went deeper into the cave, the temperature increased more and more, searing heat waves surging forward, scalding even to the skin but fortunately, the old Taoist’s cultivation was profound, and his skin thick enough.

About a hundred feet further, heat waves assaulted them, as if they could melt iron and sever gold, while the volcanic essence grew denser and richer around them.

This place was no longer accessible to ordinary Jianghu experts.

In the originally pitch-black cave, a strange light seemed to appear ahead.

Luo Chongyang’s eyebrows locked tightly, “The mouth of the volcano is ahead, could it be that the True Dragon Treasure Blood is at the bottom of the volcano?”

At the bottom of the volcano, where the temperature is extremely high, even the Golden Bone of a Grandmaster could melt into a pool of molten blood and a wisp of white smoke. It would be very difficult to obtain the True Dragon Treasure Blood.

Luo Chongyang had walked another hundred steps before finally reaching the mouth of the cave where a searing wave of heat washed over him, continuously lapping against his protective True Qi, mixed with a heavy, muffled sound.

“Gulug!” “Gulug!”

Looking down, he saw a sea of red, churning magma; merely looking at it was enough to feel the terrifying temperature.

“Swash!”

The compass in Luo Chongyang’s hand suddenly began spinning rapidly, the Black Flood Dragon Essence Blood within it transforming into streams of white vapor.

“Roar!”

A loud, ringing sound emerged from the Black Flood Dragon Essence Blood, echoing throughout the entire volcano.

Luo Chongyang furrowed his brows, his gaze fixed on the magma below.

As the sound stirred up, the whole volcano shook violently, the magma below churning and quivering as well.

About dozens of breaths later, the trembling suddenly stopped.

“This is…”

The sight only deepened the furrows on Luo Chongyang’s brow, as he vaguely sensed a tremendous force emerging from the depths of the magma.

Could the True Dragon Treasure Blood really be beneath this magma!?

“Boom!”

The magma erupted violently, sending large splashes everywhere, followed by a fiery behemoth bursting forth, roughly glanced to have its wingspan tens of meters wide, with a vastly huge head and eyes like the essence of fire, burning everything.

Honghu!

This was indeed the exotic beast Honghu!

The head of the Honghu radiated Yang Energy and a crisp, clear chirping sound resounded.

The piercing noise struck straight into the depths of one’s heart.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature soared again, the heat waves fiercely assaulting Luo Chongyang’s protective True Qi like violent tides.

“Run quickly!”

A chill went through Luo Chongyang’s heart, and without looking back, he sprinted away.

……

Houjin, Royal Court.

This was a palace of unique style and bizarre decorations, showcasing architectural features from various places of the world, and it was built just seventeen years ago, seemingly reflecting the ambition and aspirations of the Holy Master.

At the palace gate, stood eight guards, clad in Houjin armor, towering and robust, with a broad road in front that could accommodate twelve horses abreast.

“Clatter! Clatter!”

As the sounds emerged, a carriage appeared, drawn by eight white stallions, adorned with gold, silver, and jade, as well as jewels and pearls, its body engraved with dragon and phoenix motifs, displaying the luxurious and noble flair of an emperor.

Upon seeing the carriage, the eight guards felt a chill and immediately knelt on one knee.

The person inside was naturally the current ruler of Houjin and the Holy Master of the Great Snow Mountain.

Not just in Houjin, even in Great Yan and Zhao Country, this Holy Master was a very renowned emperor.

Throughout the grasslands, amidst hundreds of tribes over thousands of years, no one before this Holy Master had managed to unite them, evident of this ruler’s skills and power.

“Holy Master!”

Just then, a man hurriedly rushed out from within the palace.

The few guards, seeing the man, were all stirred.

This rushing man was no ordinary person; he was Jiren Tai, a high-ranking and powerful figure in Houjin.

Normally calm and composed, his haste today clearly indicated a matter of great urgency.

“Whoa!”

The driver of the carriage, hearing this, quickly reined in the horses.

Jiren Tai approached the carriage, panting heavily, and said, “Yujing City of Yan Country sent an urgent sealed letter by Silver Snake.”

“Speak.”

A resonant voice came from inside the carriage.

Houjin’s Left Minister Jiren Tai spoke softly, “Leader Zongzheng Yuan and Mu Jin Dharma King have been killed at the Honglu Institute, and all the rest of the Houjin experts are dead, while Yan Country has sealed off this news, keeping it confidential, …”

As he finished, the surroundings fell eerily silent, punctuated only by Jiren Tai’s heavy breathing.

The carriage remained silent, yet this silence felt terrifyingly ominous.

Even the legs of the guards shook slightly.

Who was Zongzheng Yuan? He was one of Zongzheng Huachun’s favorite sons, but now he was dead in Yan Country, and Yan Country had kept it secret; it was a piece of news potent enough to shake the world.

After a long silence, that icy voice from inside the carriage issued orders.

“Order Chen Shi and Bai Ying to mobilize the camp, head south to graze the horses, and hang the sword at Heavenly Gate Pass for seven days.”

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PS: With the Beili Volcano plot coming to an end, the protagonist now heads to the Demon Sect to acquire his “Golden Finger,” making the plot more exhilarating from here on. Please be patient and stay tuned.