Ch29 - Sent Back to the Demon Palace, Head to the River of Immortal Souls

Sent back to the Demon Palace, head to the River of Immortal Souls

After passing through the ruined Thousands Demons Forest, Zhou Yinyu stood in front of the ruins of the Demon Palace again, and Duan Jiuqing was floating in the air in the barrier.

“This is your territory, you just stay here properly until you recover.” Zhou Yinyu kept looking at the depths of the Demon Palace and whispered to Duan Jiuqing. Although Duan Jiuqing did not reject this place, he obviously heard the meaning of Zhou Yinyu’s words. He reluctantly hit the barrier hard, and finally realized that he had gone too far today.

Zhou Yinyu did not look back at him, taking him into the depths of the ruins and finding a relatively safe place to leave him. He stood there for a long time before he made up his mind to go deeper.

The last time he entered the Demon Prison, he was sucked into the secret realm. Now it was obviously not possible, but the Demon Prison should be related to the Demon Palace. As far as he knew, this Demon Palace had existed for thousands of years, and almost every Demon Lord had lived here.

The collapsed palace walls, the broken carved stones, the corpses that were not completely rotten all over the ground, the desolate atmosphere all around made Zhou Yinyu feel even more heavy-hearted.

As long as the grievances between the immortals and the demons were not resolved, there would be no peace in this world. He wandered around in the ruins of the Demon Palace for most of the day, but did not find any clues to enter the Demon Prison, so Zhou Yinyu could only return empty-handed.

On his way back, he opened the barrier that trapped Duan Jiuqing. The black dragon, which had been bound in a narrow space for a long time, quickly unfurled his body as soon as he landed on the ground, and turned back into the ten-meter-long dragon. His heterochromatic eyes raised high in the air and looked at Zhou Yinyu. Suddenly, he lowered its head to appease him and rubbed against his arms, and the tip of his tail quietly entangled him.

Don’t leave me…

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Zhou Yinyu lowered his gaze, ignored the restlessness in his heart, and turned to leave. When he returned to Fuyun Peak, the sky was getting dark, and the evening breeze was blowing wantonly. He sat in the yard and touched his wrist habitually, but it was empty.

Zhou Yinyu was sleeping soundly in the recliner. He had not had a good rest during this time with Duan Jiuqing. When Qiang Jiang came up from the bottom of the mountain, he saw a figure sleeping on a bench next to the stone table outside the hall from a distance. The pearl-colored brocade clothes fluttering in the wind added a bit of liveliness to this static picture.

He suppressed his thoughts and approached quietly. His dark eyes stared at the white neck of his shizun, swallowing his saliva involuntarily. His heart was beating and throbbing, and he wanted to plant a love mark on it madly.

It would be very beautiful to see purple-red flowers blooming on the snow-white neck. He couldn’t help but want to tear off shizun’s clothes. He would rather give up the path of cultivation in this life in exchange for a night of song and dance with shizun. He would definitely be extremely gentle.

Qiang Jiang stood five steps away from Zhou Yinyu, staring at his clear and lonely profile, absorbed in his thoughts, and exhausted his life’s imagination to describe the appearance of shizun on the verge of climax.

Would those empty eyes be stained with his lust and become more charming? Or would they still be like the cool moon in the middle of the night, watching his madness with cold eyes? How would the high and mighty immortal react? He couldn’t imagine it, and he became more and more restless.

Suddenly, he felt a piercing pain in his wrist, and then was thrown off. “What are you doing?”

Shizun’s voice exploded, and the clear and mellow voice shocked him. He was careless, thinking too much just now. Not only did he approach, he also tried to pull shizun’s collar.

Qiang Jiang immediately knelt on the ground, with his head against the ground, and explained in a trembling voice, “Shizun, I came back and saw that you fell asleep here, and just wanted to wake you up and go back to your room.”

After a long while, Zhou Yinyu gently hummed, and then said, “The path of cultivation is long, remember to be modest and cautious, so as not to damage your heart. I hope you can always have a compassionate heart. We cultivate the Dao not for killing or fame and fortune, but to save ourselves and others.”

Qiang Jiang didn’t quite understand why shizun suddenly said this to him, but he nodded and responded respectfully. “The sword on the table was found by me from the Imperial Sword Tomb. It should be suitable for you. If you like it, take it.”

Qiang Jiang looked up at the stone table next to him and saw a good sword. His joy was beyond words, “Thank you, Shizun. I will follow your teachings and earnestly comprehend the true Dao.”

Zhou Yinyu said nothing more and got up and returned to Fuyun Hall. Qiang Jiang played with the gift given by his shizun as if it were a treasure, so he naturally could not see Zhou Yinyu’s face suddenly turn cold.

There was one last day left for the sect competition. Because of the previous incident, Zhou Yinyu did not go again. He read books in Fuyun Hall all day. The rice paper next to the ancient book was filled with dense writing, and some of them were crossed out.

When it was night, he quietly left the sect and went to a secluded valley.

“Yayue, how is Hua Yuzi?” Zhou Yinyu asked straight to the point. Yes, it was indeed him who visited Vermillion Bird Terrace that night. Because he slept late when he came back from the secret realm, he clearly saw Hua Yuzi go to Vermillion Bird Terrace in the middle of the night, but at the elders’ meeting the next day, Li Lingyuan said that she was missing. He was suspicious and found an opportunity to go in and see what was going on. Yayue was a friend he made when he went out for training in his early years, and Zhou Yinyu had no better choice to place her somewhere else.

Yayue was dressed in coarse cloth, but he looked at Zhou Yinyu with a bright and smooth face and smiled, “How can I not pay attention to the things you entrusted to me? But the things she was fed are extremely addictive. Although she has woken up now, she is still crazy. I am afraid we have to wait for some time to see.”

Zhou Yinyu nodded in understanding. Knowing that Yayue had nothing else to do in seclusion and enjoyed chess games, he took out a chess game from his bosom, “It is said that this is the precious chess game left by Sir Chu. Let it accompany you here to relieve your boredom.” When Yayue saw the chess game, he immediately unfolded it on the table and began to concentrate on studying it. Seeing his infatuated look, Zhou Yinyu couldn’t help but shook his head helplessly. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and said goodbye.

The next morning, a group of people from White Tiger Sect and Vermillion Bird Sect set out for the River of Immortal Souls. The two sects each left most of their people to prevent the demons from taking the opportunity to invade. Vermillion Bird Sect had five peak masters, including Nan Ziqi and Kui Budu, as well as the peak masters of the other three peaks. White Tiger also had five people, and Bai Xiyue.

Commissioned by Nyanmaru