Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 320 - 270: I’m Very Sorry _1

Chapter 320: Chapter 270: I’m Very Sorry _1

When Li Xuan dropped another bead of blood on the ’Drought Demon’s’ brow, it was clear that Yu Hongchang’s body temperature had dropped to near normal.

Although she was still burning hot, she no longer had the ability to ignite everything around her.

"You really managed to seal her." The Tingtian Ao’s voice was trembling with excitement. "I knew there was nothing you, Li Xuan, couldn’t accomplish. As long as the primal yang coursing through her body hasn’t completed its cycle, there’s still a chance to revert everything. We need to get her out of the Xiao Mausoleum—"

Li Xuan didn’t listen to it. He waited until the ’Drought Demon’s’ flame power had been suppressed, then abruptly dashed into the tomb gate.

— Just moments ago, when he was fully occupied with sealing the ’Drought Demon’, the three gates of this Great Ancestor’s tomb were almost closed.

Unfortunately, the Fumo Vajra had already retreated to the tunnel outside the hidden door. The Drought Demon’s Yangyan was a threat to the metallic body of the Fumo Vajra, so Li Xuan had it retreat with Xue Yunrou and the rest to keep it safe.

What’s more, it was unrealistic to expect the Fumo Vajra to catch up at this point.

After all, Xie Kun, another powerful existence comparable to the ’Drought Demon’, was still inside the Under Palace. He had taken the form of Tengshe, causing temperatures in the Under Palace to remain above 600 degrees.

Nevertheless, Li Xuan had only dashed ten meters forward when he heard Tingtian Ao screaming: "It’s not working! I can’t keep her controlled, Li Xuan, you have to take her with you."

Li Xuan turned around to find that the ’Drought Demon’s’ body temperature was rapidly increasing again. He had no choice but to run back, grab the Drought Demon’s leg, and drag her inside the tomb.

Indeed, once his hand touched Yu Hongchang’s body, her temperature dropped right back down.

Under Li Xuan’s Great Rectitude, the little flames that had previously been glowing all around her were extinguished one by one.

Soon after Li Xuan dragged the ’Drought Demon’ back into the tomb gate, a small figure with golden fur flitted after them.

Just at the moment when the three-stage gate was closing in succession, both Jiang Yunqi, who was still battling fiercely against Xie Kun inside the tomb, and Helian Fulong, who was struggling in a corner, couldn’t help but direct their gazes towards the gate, their eyes filled with worry.

At this time, Prince Yu Jianji, who was on the altar, was talking to ’Princess Changle’.

"Just now I heard Zhenru call you Yanjun, your name should be Yu Yanjun, right?"

Yu Yanjun didn’t respond. She looked disappointed as she threw the metal tube in her hand into a corner of the tomb. Leading Yu Jianji, she then moved towards the rising altar in the middle.

The altar was probably around twenty meters in radius, occupying more than half of the tomb’s space. It was entirely made of metal, divided into three layers. The bottom two layers were densely filled with Taoist talismans, while the top layer was rather empty. In the exact center was a copper cauldron, about the size of a teapot, surrounded by three dragons on its exterior. To the left of the cauldron was the pattern of a strange beast, and to the right was a pair of stars.

At the edge of the altar stood nine golden pillars, each with a dragon figure inscribed on it. All dragon mouths were facing the center of the altar.

Next came more shedding of blood. Yu Yanjun made a larger wound on Prince Yu Jianji’s wrist, allowing a large amount of blood to drip into the copper cauldron at the center of the altar.

At the same time, she cut her own wrist, letting her blood drip into the cauldron as well.

Prince Yu Jianji tried to suppress his headache and dizziness caused by blood loss, "Yanjun, you are my cousin, aren’t you? Listen to me. It’s not too late to stop now. You’ve made many mistakes that the Court might not be able to pardon. But I can plead with my father to spare your life. You can go to Nanyang, live a peaceful life, marry, and have children—"

Yu Yanjun answered by speeding up the bloodletting until the small cauldron was filled.

Realizing the impossibility of his plea, Yu Jianji forced a smile, "At least you could tell me what Divine Artifact was left behind by our Great Ancestor, right? Don’t let me die without knowing."

Just then, he saw Li Xuan dashing in. In one swift move, he jumped onto the altar.

At the sight of him, a bit of light appeared in Prince Yu Jianji’s eyes.

"If you dare come any closer, I’ll kill him."

Yu Yanjun cut a slit on Yu Jianji’s neck with her scimitar, threatening Li Xuan.

Li Xuan frowned, standing at the edge of the rising altar without proceeding further.

"And that includes the Yu Hongchang in you! I need to see her, have her appear now."

Yu Yanjun looked at Li Xuan coldly, "I certainly didn’t expect such a coincidence to happen. Her soul actually managed to survive the blood sacrifice in Jiangjun Mountain and is now attached to you."

While letting Yu Hongchang materialize, Li Xuan scanned his surroundings. Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind until finally, his eyes settled on Yu Jianji. "Hand over Prince Yu Jianji to me. His condition is very bad now. He needs to stop the bleeding and receive treatment."

To which Yu Yanjun scoffed, dismissing Li Xuan’s demand with a mocking look in her eyes.

"You may refuse, but I will destroy this altar."

With that, Li Xuan abruptly drove his blade into the altar, "I’m guessing that the Divine Treasure left behind by the Great Ancestor can’t be perfected without this altar’s help, right? But if Prince Yu Jianji is not going to survive anyway, what’s stopping me from triggering a mutually assured destruction?"

Yu Yanjun frowned, then abruptly took out three black spheres from her sleeve and forcefully made Yu Jianji swallow them.

"The ’Thunderclap Son’ of the Shenqi Union, I don’t know if you recognize this thing, but you might as well try, his death would probably be quite unsightly."

She tossed Yu Jianji directly at Li Xuan, then looked at the bronze vat in front of her and said coldly, "I do indeed need this altar, but its only function is to make this immortal treasure more perfect after it emerges into the world. Even if it ends up being somewhat damaged, I can still accept it. After all, I don’t want to live anymore."

Li Xuan checked Yu Jianji’s injuries. As a forensic doctor, he had a good understanding of the human body. He quickly confirmed that apart from blood loss and Yuan Qi weakness, Yu Jianji had no other issues.

Li Xuan stopped his bleeding first, then gave him an elixir that could quickly replenish his Yuan Qi.

Immediately after, he left the second prince on the altar.

Yu Yanjun’s brows furrowed slightly, but she didn’t say anything.

That was because even if Yu Jianji was out of the altar’s reach, she could still trigger the ’Thunderclap Son’ to explode.

As the altar rose to a height of seven Zhang, the dome of the tomb chamber began to gradually open, and a lot of sand and dust began to fall.

At this time, Yu Yanjun was looking at a beam of light shining down from the dome above.

"Actually, after the incident at the town east marquis mansion, I felt that you, Li Xuan, must be eliminated."

Li Xuan was slightly surprised by Yu Yanjun’s sudden words, then said calmly, "I guessed it. When you had me take over the Imperial City theft case, I suppose it wasn’t out of goodwill, was it?"

"Back then, the plan was first to divert your attention from the Liudao Division, and second to lure you out of the city and kill you."

While she was speaking, Yu Yanjun lowered her hands to her sides, summoning eight crescent moon-shaped blades around her. "Unfortunately, my master and my brother did not take you seriously enough. They thought they could capture you so to coerce your father, Li Chengji, into submission. Ignoring my advice was one thing, but Lin Ziyang had to act on his own initiative. In order to raise funds for the army, he secretly sold the stolen goods from the imperial palace in Chuancheng. As a result, I had no choice but to order my most trusted bodyguard, Uncle Lin, to take action that day. Unfortunately, Huang Lindu still nearly succeeded. Otherwise, the situation today would not have come to this."

Li Xuan thought of the duel with Huang Lindu that day, the man in yellow who executed the ’Aofeng Six Secrets’ and had his arm cut off by Su Zhaojun.

The Liudao Division eventually found out that this man was Lin Shuheng, a small-time Wu cultivator with a bit of fame in Yunnan twelve years ago. But after his fight with Huang Lindu, he disappeared without a trace.

It was unclear whether Lin Shuheng had a part in the events at the Xiao Mausoleum and the Imperial Palace today.

"During that time, you almost had me killed." Li Xuan said with mockery, "You put on a convincing act, Yunrou and I didn’t see through you at all."

"But the regrettable thing is, you still didn’t die."

Yu Yanjun shook her head slightly, "Actually, just a few days before the incident, I thought about eliminating you at all costs. But after hearing that you took sick leave, I shelved that idea. As a result, because of my hesitation, my brother was defeated, and I lost the game——"

Just as her words fell, Li Xuan’s figure suddenly appeared before her with the aid of superconductivity. His Huaiyi Blade, imbued with a great sense of righteousness, violently slashed at her tender neck.

Yu Yanjun was not surprised. With one motion, the eight crescent moon-shaped blades all came to her defense.

But Li Xuan’s Shi of the sword was not affected, slashing in like a swimming fish.

Executing the technique ’Eagle Strikes the Sky, Fish Skims the Shallows, All Kinds Compete Freely in the Frosty Heaven’, made his Huaiyi Blade unpredictable and unavoidable.

However, when Li Xuan’s blade reached Yu Yanjun’s neck, he found that his blade could no longer advance. The force behind his blade was absorbed by an invisible force wrapped around Yu Yanjun.

Li Xuan’s expression was stunned, he quickly retreated several Zhang, and looked at Yu Yanjun in surprise.

At the same time, a loud explosion sounded from under the altar, and a jet of red hot flames roared out.

That was the Thunderclap Son that was fed into the stomach of the second prince, Yu Jianji, by Yu Yanjun.

Li Xuan wasn’t worried at all, only because Tingtian Ao, who was carrying Yu Jianji, had already moved to the other side of the altar.

There was blood on its right claw, which had been stained when it had directly dug the Thunderclap Son out of the prince’s stomach.

Yu Yanjun glanced down with an indifferent look, then continued to watch Li Xuan, "You really are cunning! But did you think I’d let him go that easily?"

Li Xuan looked at the shape of a ferocious beast being formed on Yu Yanjun’s left arm, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"——Is this, the Taotie?"

"It is the Taotie."

Yu Yanjun’s hand went up slightly, and the ground of the first layer of the altar suddenly split open. Countless metallic shards came roaring out, forming a pair of armors on her hands.

"In the old days, the Great Ancestor executed countless corrupt officials, skinned them, and used their skins as warnings for officials. But those officials kept coming, so the Great Ancestor had the idea of using their souls to make artifacts. He thought that instead of just killing them like this, he might as well make use of them, to aid the prosperity of the Jin Dynasty for centuries to come. So, over five years, he executed three thousand people, forging this Taotie Armor with the essence of their greedy souls."

She looked at her left arm, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her lips: "With this object, you won’t be able to harm me in the slightest."