Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 400 - 397: Blood Devouring Demon Venerable

Chapter 400: Chapter 397: Blood Devouring Demon Venerable

Beichen Domain, Glacier Island.

Inside an inn on the outskirts, a number of martial artists were gathering. They were whispering to each other, discussing recent major events that shook not only Beichen Domain but also the entire Chaotic Sea Domain among the people of the Human Clan.

Some of these events were indeed shocking major incidents, while some were merely exaggerated rumors.

Within the inn, two figures, a man and a woman, sat by a window. The man was dressed in black, with a handsome face, while the woman was stunningly beautiful, attracting many gazes in the inn.

This man and woman were none other than Ye Xuan and Little Xi who had traveled across the seas from the Demon Clan’s territories to Glacier Island.

Returning to this place from the Demon Clan’s territories had taken Ye Xuan nearly half a month. During this period, they changed their mode of transport several times before finally arriving here and temporarily settling down to rest.

"Have you heard? Some time ago, in Beichen Domain, there appeared a powerful figure known as the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable. This Demon Venerable is incomparably strong. It’s said they’re a genuine Martial Venerate Expert who preys on the essence blood of powerful individuals. Already many have fallen victim within Beichen Domain, drained completely of their essence blood, even some Elders from the three major Sects have fallen prey to this Blood Devouring Demon Venerable," said a martial artist wearing a bamboo hat with a solemn expression.

"Really? Where did this Blood Devouring Demon Venerable come from, why have I never heard about them before?" Inquired an astonished man in Daoist robes sitting beside him.

"Where they came from, I have no idea, but I’ve heard that this Blood Devouring Demon Venerable is a young woman, not even thirty years old," the person in the bamboo hat added.

"What? Not even thirty and already a Martial Venerate Expert, that’s too terrifying. If such a person really exists, I find it hard to believe."

The voices of the martial artists discussing were not loud, but Ye Xuan heard every word clearly.

"Blood Devouring Demon Venerable, a young woman... The person they’re talking about, it couldn’t be Zhuo Qian, could it?"

Ye Xuan remembered clearly that during the Suspended Air Secret Realm incident, Zhuo Qian had been possessed by an Evil Demon and turned into a powerful demon.

But Zhuo Qian was already killed by the Sect Elders back then, so how could she be causing trouble again? Although it didn’t quite make sense, Ye Xuan still felt that the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable was very likely Zhuo Qian.

"Blood Devouring Demon Venerable, it seems that demon has recovered a significant amount of strength," Ye Xuan’s eyes flashed. After being possessed, Zhuo Qian’s strength could only reach that of a Seventh Grade Demon King. It hadn’t been long, and she was already a Martial Venerate Expert.

She must have rapidly restored her own strength by consuming essence blood.

As Ye Xuan pondered, the martial artists did not stop their discussions, and their topic continued.

"What you’re talking about is a bit far-fetched. But, I did hear of a big event a couple of days ago. On the eighth day of next month, there will be a joyous occasion at Xuanbing Mansion, have you guys heard?"

"A joyous occasion? Oh, are you talking about that talented Lady Nangong from the Sky Demon Mountain getting married to Young Master Wei Qianxiang from Snow Dragon Mountain? Almost everyone now knows about it; you act like it’s some secret."

"That’s right, the very same. You all knew already? It’s quite a curious affair. There wasn’t the slightest hint of it before, so how did it suddenly happen? I heard that previously Lady Nangong was regarded as the successor to Xuanbing Mansion, so why would she suddenly marry?"

"How could you possibly know the details of these major forces? Through a relative of mine, I got to know a bit of the inside story. Originally, Xuanbing Mansion was not prepared to agree, even if Snow Dragon Mountain is a Fifth Grade Sect—they couldn’t force the marriage. I heard that Snow Dragon Mountain offered a heavy bride price, and later the Supreme Elder of Xuanbing Mansion stepped in and agreed to the marriage. Young Master Wei Qianxiang of Snow Dragon Mountain, his physique is said to be of a special Ice Attribute Spiritual Body. If he can get Lady Nangong, and they perform Dual Cultivation, his strength could possibly soar rapidly, otherwise, Snow Dragon Mountain wouldn’t have put so much effort and paid such a high price to facilitate this marriage," the martial artist with the bamboo hat whispered quietly.

"So it’s because of this," the man in Daoist robes realized, just as he was about to say something more, his eyelids suddenly twitched, then his gaze was fixed behind the bamboo hat-wearing martial artist, startled.

"What’s wrong?"

The bamboo hat man instinctively looked behind him and took a big fright; at some point, a figure had appeared standing there, their gaze locked on him. The intense light shooting from those eyes was like steel needles, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Young Master... may I know... what guidance you have for me?"

The bamboo hat man felt as though he had been doused in cold water; Ye Xuan’s gaze was piercing, and just the look in his eyes made it hard for him to bear.

This young man was definitely an expert; he must not be offended at all costs.

"I only have one question for you, and you just need to answer truthfully."

The figure was Ye Xuan, his expression somewhat stern as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes, what is your question?" The man in the conical bamboo hat dared not offend Ye Xuan, fearing that the latter, if displeased, would just swing his sword and chop him down—a very likely possibility.

"Is that genius female disciple from the Xuanbing Mansion you just mentioned named Nangong Yao?"

Ye Xuan looked straight at the man, having listened very clearly to every word he had said. To him, this news was undoubtedly a far-fetched tale, utterly ridiculous.

"That’s right, it is her. In the Xuanbing Mansion, there are only two or three people worthy of being called a genius female disciple. If it’s not Nangong Yao, then who else could it be?" The man in the conical hat spoke truthfully, feeling a bit perplexed as to why he was being asked such an obvious question.

Whoosh!

The man had barely finished speaking when his vision blurred, and Ye Xuan’s figure had vanished from sight. He looked around and soon spotted Ye Xuan standing by a window not far away.

"Is this... teleportation?"

The man’s eyes widened, increasingly convinced of his own judgment that Ye Xuan must be an extraordinary master, inscrutable and profound.

Of course, this was not teleportation. If that were considered teleportation, then even Martial Venerate experts would be able to do it; it was merely that Ye Xuan’s speed had reached a level where the man, with his weak abilities, could not catch sight of Ye Xuan’s movements.

Even Martial Venerate experts couldn’t perform teleportation.

"Things have changed; it seems we can’t delay any longer. We must go to Xuanbing Mansion immediately."

Ye Xuan furrowed his brow, knowing that Nangong Yao’s willingness was unlikely; there must be some trickery involved, and he needed to get to her side to find out what was happening.

If it was indeed Nangong Yao’s own decision, Ye Xuan certainly wouldn’t oppose, but he felt that was a slim possibility.

"Yes, Young Master."

Little Xi nodded. She had also heard the exchange between those men, and it seemed that Lady Nangong must be someone very important to Ye Xuan for him to have such a significant reaction to the news of her arranged marriage.

After settling the bill, they hurriedly left the inn.

...

Xuanbing Mansion, the council hall.

"Supreme Elder, what is your agenda? Deciding on Yaoer’s marriage without our consent—I do not know what benefit Snow Dragon Mountain has given you to change your mind, but I will absolutely not agree to this," a gray-robed old woman spoke up among the many figures in the hall. She was Granny Ning.

Sitting in the main seat of the hall was an old man with pale white hair, who seemed completely unconcerned by Granny Ning’s words, even appearing a bit arrogant. He glanced at Granny Ning and slowly said, "You disagree? Wei Qianxiang is the cream of the crop among the young generation in the Chaotic Sea Domain, a talent seen once in a hundred years. Is marrying him a hardship for Yaoer? If we miss this opportunity, it’ll be too late for regrets."

"Wei Qianxiang is indeed one of the outstanding young talents, but I’ve heard he speaks with honey but wields a sword. He may appear a gentleman on the surface, but he’s ruthless at heart. Moreover, whether this match will go through, we ought to ask Yaoer herself. She’s vehemently against this marriage. Despite this, Supreme Elder, are you still determined to proceed alone?" Granny Ning’s face was stern as she spoke.

"What does a child like her know? In time, she will realize everything I’ve done is for her own good. As for what you’re saying, those are just malicious rumors, slander. I have already spoken with the Sect Master of Snow Dragon Mountain; the date is set for the eighth day of the next month. I’ll make sure everything is prepared for the wedding; no need for you to worry about it. You may leave," the white-haired elder waved his hand dismissively, evidently not taking Granny Ning’s words to heart.

"No, this won’t do! Supreme Elder, how can you sacrifice someone else’s disciple for personal gain? It’s disheartening. I’ve said it before, I will not consent, and no one shall arrange any wedding," Granny Ning took a deep breath, her voice growing sharper.

"How dare you! Have you no respect for me as the Supreme Elder? Do you wish to challenge authority? Very well, it seems I must take action, or you will not take me seriously as the Supreme Elder!"

The white-faced elder stood up, anger evident on his face, as if he intended to make a move.

But just when the atmosphere turned exceptionally tense, a faint voice drifted into the hall from outside,

"Stop it, old man. Without my consent, don’t even think about arranging this marriage."

As the voice fell, many gazes in the hall shifted towards the entrance, where a lean and indifferent young figure slowly walked in.