The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 414 - 413: Gave Half to Him

Chapter 414: Chapter 413: Gave Half to Him

Broken Sword stood guard by the side for Xie Jiuniang, occasionally circling around its master.

Time passed unknowingly.

The Dragon Soul returned to its place, the Primordial Spirit became one.

In the vast cavern underground, the brilliance became restrained, and along with all the surrounding Spiritual Energy, it converged into the dragon’s body, which gradually began to shrink, eventually turning into a beam of golden light.

It appeared on Xie Jiuniang’s left shoulder.

Before long, the meditating Xie Jiuniang also opened her eyes, a flash of spirit crossing her cold pupils.

The Little Golden Dragon lay there lazily, "Kiddo, we can go out now."

"This is..."

Xie Jiuniang realized she had reached the Golden Core Peak.

The Little Golden Dragon then tossed her a Storage Ring, "Your reward."

Xie Jiuniang grasped the Storage Ring, probing into it with her Divine Sense, only to see that inside lay a patch of Dragon Breath Grass, dug up with the soil around it.

The kind with the earth scraped up with it.

Stored with the mud and soil still clinging to it.

Upon a rough count, there seemed to be at least a thousand plants.

For a while, the medicinal properties of the Dragon Breath Grass wouldn’t fade; perhaps once outside, she could try planting it?

Xie Jiuniang transferred about a dozen plants into the Small Tortoise Shell, then threw the rest to Little Fatty, asking him to plant them in his treasure vault to see if they could be cultivated.

It might be impossible to grow them in the outside world.

But Little Fatty’s treasure vault could be different, having once been an Immortal Residence, there has to be some unique aspects about it.

Little Fatty ran off cheerfully to plant the grass.

Xie Jiuniang glanced at the Demon Emperor, "Senior, going out like this..."

"I’ll have to stay this way for a while," the Demon Emperor responded.

After a pause, the Demon Emperor added, "Once I’ve dealt with the riffraff outside, I will enter your Exclusive Space for a while."

Staying for a while was just a euphemism.

In reality, he needed to sleep for some time, waiting for the Dragon Soul to fully integrate with the body. During this period, he would be at his weakest, and it’s likely someone might take advantage of that; Xie Jiuniang’s Exclusive Space was the safest place, being able to block even the Fates.

Xie Jiuniang had no reason to refuse.

She got up and rushed toward the entrance of the cave.

Just as she approached the entrance, she heard the sounds of fighting and the raging roars of Demonic Beasts.

She scanned the area with her Divine Sense out of reflex, meeting no resistance, and could clearly see outside that Mo Chuan was being besieged by more than ten Golden Core Cultivators, with only one of the many Contracted Beasts remaining, bedraggled with injuries.

There were quite a few bodies lying on the ground.

The people laying siege to Mo Chuan were no longer the ones Xie Jiuniang had seen before.

All were unfamiliar faces!

Jian Lingyan was surprised, "Are there more people that have come? Attracted by the treasure light?"

"It seems so," the Demon Emperor said, his voice pleasant, yet devoid of any emotional fluctuations.

It gave one the feeling of cold-blooded ruthlessness.

Xie Jiuniang wasn’t very clear about this.

At the instant when the Dragon Soul fully returned to its place, there were faint echoes of a Dragon’s Roar in the Spiritless Ground, and a golden treasure light was shimmering in the sky above. Moreover, someone deliberately spread the news that a great treasure had emerged in the Spiritless Ground.

Many who heard the news rushed towards the Spiritless Ground.

Seeing the treasure light shooting into the sky only confirmed their beliefs.

Once they stepped into the Spiritless Ground, they were overjoyed to find that, although the place was still devoid of Spiritual Energy, it no longer suppressed their Cultivation Base or Divine Sense.

How could they let that slide by?

The Golden Core Cultivators who were originally guarding the perimeter swarmed into the space.

This made Mo Chuan’s situation even more difficult.

When Xie Jiuniang and the Demon Emperor appeared, he was at the brink of collapse, when suddenly, an overwhelming pressure emerged, stronger than that of a typical Divinity Transformation.

The faces of the dozen or so Golden Cores attacking Mo Chuan changed drastically, and they spat out blood in unison.

Some tried to flee, only to find themselves immobilized.

"Senior! Spare us, senior—"

The person died before he could finish his sentence.

The remaining people, trying to beg for mercy, found that they couldn’t open their mouths, their eyes showing terror and despair.

One after another, people fell to their deaths.

Those observing from a distance couldn’t bear the pressure and wanted to flee immediately, including Nangong Qi and others.

Yet, people still died.

The might of the powerful was truly beyond their means to resist, with Golden Core Cultivators appearing as insignificant as ants in the eyes of the mighty.

Nangong Qi regretted everything exceedingly.

She shouldn’t have been greedy, shouldn’t have ignored Su Songting’s advice.

She had originally thought that all she needed to do was to spread the message and let others lead the charge to be safe.

But she had underestimated the opponent’s strength...

"Pfft!"

Under the immense pressure, Nangong Qi, unable to move, coughed up blood, "Senior, please spare my life, I am a disciple of the Nangong Family from the Northern Region—"

"Pfft!"

Another mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

Inside her body, her blood surged violently, and her organs were being squeezed to the verge of bursting by this pressure.

She wouldn’t last much longer, even with many Protective Magical Instruments guarding her body.

Her Protective Magical Instruments shattered one by one, until the last Protective Jade Token broke.

With no magical instruments left to withstand it, she couldn’t hold on for even half a breath against the powerful pressure of the Demon Tribe’s might.

"No, I don’t want to die..."

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a strand of Spiritual Soul sealed within her body suddenly manifested, blocking all the pressure bearing down on her—it was the Spiritual Soul of an old ancestor from the Nangong Family.

"Fellow Daoist, could you spare the life of a junior from my clan?" The Spiritual Soul of the Nangong Family’s old ancestor appeared.

He had barely begun to speak.

Was the Demon Emperor the kind of person who would compromise?

Then the Little Golden Dragon opened its mouth and breathed out a Dragon’s Roar, instantly dispersing the emerging but unsteady strand of the Primordial Spirit, giving no chance for the other to put on airs.

After that, Nangong Qi died...

Xie Jiuniang was dumbstruck.

Well done, senior Demon Emperor.

Just as the Demon Emperor was about to continue his rampage, Mo Chuan’s heart began pounding fiercely, for he had seen disciples from the Tianxu Sect and members of the Mo Family in the distance, "Senior, the key people are dead, can you let the others go this time? Too many deaths during a Secret Realm experience is not good..."

"Your nature is quite complex," said the Demon Emperor seemingly out of nowhere, but he stopped his onslaught and turned to ask Xie Jiuniang, "Little fellow, what do you think?"

"Let’s not kill then," she said.

Xie Jiuniang had wanted to ask the Demon Emperor not to kill the Tianxu Sect’s disciples, but Mo Chuan had beaten her to the plea.

Her standpoint had just been too narrow.

Was he directly pleading for everyone?

Since it wasn’t her who had been surrounded just now and he didn’t want to pursue the matter, she was even less likely to do so.

Then, the Demon Emperor tossed Mo Chuan a Storage Ring, "Kid, this is your reward."

"Thank you, senior."

Mo Chuan took the Storage Ring.

He collected the corpses of the Contracted Beasts and put the surviving one into the Spiritual Beast Bag.

He gave the Demon Emperor a bow, bid his farewell, and left without lingering.

Xie Jiuniang, watching Mo Chuan disappear, muttered with a deep gaze, "Senior, what did you just give him?"

"Oh, I divided the Dragon Breath Grass that was originally for you, gave half to him," the Demon Emperor felt there was no need to hide this.

Thinking of the thousands of stalks of Dragon Breath Grass, Xie Jiuniang’s heart ached spasmodically, "Senior, actually, you didn’t need to give him that much, a hundred or eighty stalks would have been enough."

"Enough with that, do you really need those things? Don’t be so stingy," the Demon Emperor patted the back of her head with his dragon tail, "Let this Emperor into your Exclusive Space."

"Alright..."