Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 337 - 213: Trampling Twelve Demons and Forcibly Taking the Immortality Pill_3

Chapter 337: Chapter 213: Trampling Twelve Demons and Forcibly Taking the Immortality Pill_3

At first, the remaining three Devil Ancestors were slightly confused, unable to understand why the Fox Fairy was so loyal to suddenly leap into battle at this moment.

They knew Qingcang was just waiting for them all to jump into the fray. The Saint Venerable had stated from the very beginning that the thing Qingcang feared least was death, and what he desired most was the annihilation of the Devil Clan.

Given the choice between a second chance at life and their deaths, Qingcang would undoubtedly choose the latter.

Wasn’t the youthful Fox Fairy afraid of destroying her millennia of Daoist practice? She had only just revealed herself a few years ago.

Before they could voice their inquiries, they witnessed the Fox Fairy slowly descend beside Gu Wen.

One of the Devil Ancestors burst out furiously, "You sly fox! How dare you side with the Human Race, aren’t you afraid that your tens of thousands of kin in Qingqiu will be slaughtered?"

The Fox Fairy coldly replied, "If they die, they die. I am not Qingcang."

Her reason for joining the fray was similar to Wu Kong’s. Gu Wen had opened up the situation, and there might be a chance to keep Qingcang alive. There were plenty of foxes under the heavens; if she wished, she could easily transform millions of them.

The Divine remained indifferent to the Fox Fairy’s betrayal from beginning to end, focusing quietly on Gu Wen.

Her voice was smooth,

"You exceed my expectations time after time, not even fifty years old, yet achieving the stature of an Immortal, and not by following in Qingcang’s path."

She slowly removed her jade bracelet, as protection was no longer necessary at this moment. If Qingcang was lurking nearby, even at his current revived state, he could easily snatch the Immortality Pill.

A mere incarnation, lacking the Saint’s Artifact condensation by Jianmu at great cost, couldn’t possibly contend with Qingcang.

Even facing Gu Wen would be impossible, who, with the Immortal Sword in hand, was already among the top Immortals.

Seeing this, the group of Immortals around Gu Wen, as if facing a formidable enemy, exchanged various Divine Thoughts in a chaotic mess, ultimately converging on one word.

Run.

The Divine’s hand trembled gently with the white jade bracelet, and the entire world was immobilized.

The spatial passage that Wu Kong had just opened up collapsed thunderously, and then, biting the tip of his finger, he forcefully opened another one.

This caused the Divine to show a flicker of surprise, yet as if it were natural, she didn’t stop him. If Gu Wen chose to go, then it was his fate, but certainly not her time to die.

She said, "I have changed my mind. I will give you the Immortality Pill, and Qingcang will live a second life, but you must stay in the Immortal Land."

Everyone was stunned, they did not expect Jianmu to make such a request.

"Don’t agree to Her."

The Ancestor Dragon, equally surprised, was the first to speak out against it.

He had fallen into a trap just like this once, or rather, an open conspiracy. Jianmu had promised him fifty thousand years, after which he could establish the Daxia Dynasty and contend with Her.

Afterward, Jianmu indeed kept her promise, but by that time, she had occupied the entire world, and all beings thrived within her Grotto Heaven.

Outside was a desolation.

The Divine remained silent, her hand’s jade bracelet gleaming brilliantly, the Saintly majesty nourishing all silently, yet causing all the present Immortals to tremble to their core.

Gu Wen transformed into a streak of golden light, executing a Flying Escape, while surrounding Immortals tried to stop him but were paralyzed in place by the faint glow cast by the white jade bracelet.

The Divine said, "It seems you choose to die yourself. This Immortal Land is the greatest peril of all under heaven where all types revert to the ordinary. Compared to the Saint’s Artifact in my hand, this place is many times more formidable."

"Now, with the Life Span Tribulation, you will die in merely a hundred years..."

Before she could finish, Gu Wen punched her face, forcing her into the ground.

Boom!

The ground shook slightly.

"What on earth are you mumbling about? Forget a hundred years; even if only one day is left, I still intend to kill you."

Gu Wen grabbed the Divine by the neck, now wearing the white jade bracelet on his hand, yet he paid it no heed.

He wasn’t sure if he would die after a hundred years. Today, he came here for two things: first, to retrieve the Immortality Pill, and second, to pummel Her.

Another punch landed, and without the Saint’s Artifact, the frail incarnation received a blow that had her nose turning blue, her face swollen, and teeth flying.

Jianmu’s eyes, unusually emotive, said, "You too are an unexpected existence."

Qingcang was willing to sacrifice himself for the Human Race, and Gu Wen was willing to endure confinement for his master.

Humans, indeed, were marvelous.

Along with the thought, came punch after punch, the fists pounding continuously and forcefully like a pile driver.

Now the Divine still had the strength to resist but saw no need to do so because from the moment the original white jade bracelet for Qingcang was handed over, winning through mere incarnation was impossible.

The coming battle with Qingcang would mean waiting another hundred thousand years on the Saintly path.

A hundred thousand years were not too long, after all.

Eventually, she turned into a pool of flesh and blood, leaving only a severed arm.

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In Bianjing of the great Daxia.

In a secluded corner of the imperial palace, fertile fields abounded, Chi Yu Zi and Yu Hua had been waiting for a long time.

Gu Wen, bloodied all over, descended from the sky, nearly collapsing after two steps. Yu Hua quickly approached to support him.

"You’re severely injured."

"I’m not going to die. I’ll take the Immortality Pill now, or otherwise, my master might wake up and force-feed it to me."

Gu Wen took out a black bird, corresponding to the white bird in Yu Hua’s hand, symbolizing Yin and Yang.

Neither had much sense, and after Yu Hua took it, her mouth opened slightly, turning into two streaks of black and white light flying into her mouth.

Before they could see the result, Gu Wen couldn’t help but close his eyes, and thus slept through a spring and autumn.

When he once again opened his eyes, he was met with a tranquil and unfamiliar face, dressed in a simple and loose Daoist robe.

Seeing him wake up, her bright eyes contained a hint of a smile, then turned into anger.

"You’ve been expelled from the sect."