nucmednet Chapter 214 Evil Heretics
Chapter 214 Evil Heretics
Chapter 214: Evil Heretics
The phoenix that had been soaring in the air finally landed, and the thunder disappeared without a trace. Lü Qianqian was still wearing her beautiful white robe, while Zhuo Yang had changed into a dashing white casual suit. The two of them landed on the ground together.
"Hmph!" Chen Guo snorted lightly, showing a bit of temper.
In fact, after she discovered that she had awakened her sixth sense and that she, Zhuo Yang, and Lü Qianqian were destined to be together, she accepted a result she dared not think too much about.
But seeing it now, it's hard not to feel a little sad.
One of them is the Southern Demon Emperor, and the other is the Supreme Demon Lord, both of whom can dominate a region of the demon realm, while I am just a minor cultivator in the mortal world...
Damn it, I'm definitely going to get bullied by Lü Qianqian in the future!
The Southern Demon Emperor's name is Feng Shu, and Lü Qianqian is her name after reincarnation.
"Guo'er, call me sister from now on!" Lu Qianqian chuckled softly with an indifferent expression, seemingly a little smug.
Chen Guo rolled her eyes, turned away and ignored her. Then she felt something was wrong. In TV dramas, concubines who dared to put on airs with the first wife never met a good end.
"Um..." She turned around with a pained expression, hesitated for a moment, and then performed a very old-fashioned female curtsy to Lü Qianqian, saying in a very soft voice, "Hello, elder sister!"
“Hey!” Lü Qianqian responded with a loud voice.
Cui Yi, who was sitting on the ground next to him, was dumbfounded. My proud cousin, who looked down on no man, actually became Zhuo Yang's concubine!
He understood, but he just couldn't quite grasp it.
Zhuo Yang walked over slowly, his face cold and silent. He directly stuffed a Cold Spring Pill into the man's mouth before saying in a deep voice, "Take care of your injuries first. There will be another great battle ahead!"
"Hmm!" Cui Yi immediately sat cross-legged to recover from his injuries.
There were four girls lying on the ground. Zhuo Yang walked up to them, waved his hand, and threw four Cold Spring Pills into their hands.
"The Cold Spring Pill is a waste to use it for healing!"
The four girls looked at each other, still feeling uneasy, but the chilling aura of the Cold Spring Pill and the rich energy it exuded made them forget their precautions and quickly swallow the pill.
Their injuries were all external, with minor internal injuries, and they recovered in just a few minutes. In addition, their cultivation levels all made great progress.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo!"
The four girls knelt down in unison. The one in the lead was very beautiful, with a pair of alluring phoenix eyes glancing at Zhuo Yang, her eyes filled with tears: "Mr. Zhuo, the keeper of the shop is dead. We are all alone and helpless. Please take us in!"
“Uh…” Zhuo Yang’s eyebrows twitched.
If I were still the supreme demon lord in the demon realm, it wouldn't matter if I took in a few girls. But now that I'm in the mortal realm, with Lu Qianqian, the reincarnation of the Southern Demon Emperor, right behind me, I'm a jealous bastard. If I were to randomly take in girls, I'd rather find a block of tofu and smash my head against it.
"Offer yourself in return?" Lü Qianqian walked over, a contemptuous sneer on her face. "Fang Nianzhen, the head of Linfeng Workshop, is dead, but you still have two Golden Core stage protectors, and your sect hasn't disintegrated. What are you asking for to be taken in?"
One sentence from him made the girl blush bright red; she wanted to disappear into the ground, she was so embarrassed.
"If you want to live, why don't you beg her?" Zhuo Yang muttered softly, then turned and walked towards the top of the altar.
The ghastly green flames there had dissipated, but several disciples of the Moyun Sword Sect remained, kneeling on the ground, seemingly doing nothing.
"Please, miss, save our lives!"
That girl then bowed down to Lü Qianqian, looking pitiful and charming; she was definitely a stunningly beautiful woman.
Lu Qianqian looked at her indifferently and said expressionlessly, "Want to live? No problem, I can take you with me. But if you want men, give up on that idea now. If you dare to have any wicked thoughts, I'll twist your heads off one by one!"
The four girls nodded repeatedly, not daring to lift their heads to look for Zhuo Yang.
On the altar, Zhuo Yang inspected the four kneeling disciples of the Moyun Sword Sect one by one, his brows furrowing: "They actually used the lives of their own fellow disciples to refine the formation. The actions of this so-called righteous sect are even more alarming than those of evil demons and heretics!"
"No, what benefit would the Mo Yun Sword Sect gain from doing this?"
With his hawk-like gaze fixed on the distant land, Zhuo Yang firmly believed that everything the Mo Yun Sword Sect had done was for the benefit of a certain person.
That person is...
Wang Shanlong!
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Yang said in a deep voice, "Does the Moyun Sword Sect intend to let the demonic cultivators use Wang Shanlong's body to revive?"
“I’m afraid you’re right!” Lü Qianqian landed beside him, a hint of spring in her beautiful eyebrows, but her face was cold. “If I’m not mistaken, Wang Shanlong should be the reincarnation of a demonic cultivator, and this Five Fire Demon Soul Array, which only has three of the five different flames, is used to nourish the body of a demonic cultivator!”
"Are the Wang family descendants of demonic cultivators?" Zhuo Yang asked, looking at her.
“Very likely.” Lü Qianqian snorted softly. “The Moyun Sword Sect is descended from the Wang family, and all the sect leaders have been descendants of the Wang family. I’m afraid the Moyun Sword Sect is actually a sect established by the descendants of demonic cultivators!”
"If that demonic cultivator successfully resurrects, with our current strength, can we fight him?" Zhuo Yang asked with a smile, but his face revealed arrogance.
"Don't try to test this Emperor." Lü Qianqian was as arrogant as a queen, releasing a powerful aura. With a wave of her fair arm, she was unparalleled in her charisma. "Do you think that if a mere demon lord like you dares to do something, I wouldn't dare?"
"The Emperor is also my wife." Zhuo Yang laughed with boundless pride.
A powerful overlord who rules over a region of the demon realm, having been abducted by his own wife—any man would feel that his life has not been in vain.
"I have not acknowledged it. If anyone should be mentioned, it is you who became my prince!" A blush rose on Lü Qianqian's cheeks, exuding charm, yet she held her head high with arrogance.
Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yang quickly moved closer, and before she could react, she was kissed on the cheek.
"You...you've gone too far!" Lü Qianqian rolled her eyes, exuding a seductive aura.
Zhuo Yang raised his arms and let out a long roar, then embraced Lü Qianqian and soared into the sky. The phoenix reappeared, wrapped in lightning, and headed straight for the distant land.
"Guo'er, take your brother and protect those women until we return!"
The voice faded away; the person was gone.
Chen Guo gritted her teeth and glared at the four women, saying angrily, "If it weren't for you, why would I be watching them show off their love? Don't be idle, sit down and practice your skills. Don't even think about getting up until you've refined the Cold Spring Pill into your own true essence!"
The four girls were timid and didn't dare to say a word. They quickly sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate their internal energy.
……
At this very moment, on the last altar in the cave, dark red ghost fire blazed fiercely, and a bare-chested figure walked step by step toward the ghost fire.
"Little Lord!"
A man carrying a giant axe sat cross-legged in a corner of the altar and shouted, "Sheng Yong'en is grateful for the Wang family's kindness and is willing to go first!"
The man addressed as the young master stopped in his tracks and turned around; it was none other than Wang Shanlong.