Chapter 8

"Ha ha ha! Young Master, I was a bit too forward just now, please forgive me. I have prepared a bedroom and a banquet for you, I hope you will honor us with your presence."

In the main hall of the Xuanjian Sect.

Ye Liuyun, holding a wine cup, stood up and bowed to Lingxiao, who was seated on the dais.

"Where is Chuyang?"

At this moment, Lingxiao ignored his flattery and scanned the hall, but found no trace of Chuyang.

"Chuyang?"

Ye Liuyun was clearly taken aback, clearly not expecting this mysterious young master to know his sect's young lord.

"Hehe, Young Master, you may not know, Chuyang went down the mountain for training and encountered a massacre by the Demon Sect. He ran back to the sect alone, abandoning his junior brothers and sisters. I have already punished him by sending him to the Demon Suppression Abyss to reflect on his actions."

"Oh? Sent to the Demon Suppression Abyss?"

Upon hearing this, Lingxiao's face showed no surprise, and he even smiled subtly.

That's right!

With Chuyang's destiny, he must face numerous trials to awaken his true golden finger.

The Demon Suppression Abyss, this place sounds like it hides true secrets.

I wonder if the demonic treasure I seek is in the Demon Suppression Abyss.

"Headmaster!! Headmaster, something is wrong!"

At this moment, a scream came from outside the hall.

A disciple of the Xuanjian Sect rushed in, his face pale.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Liuyun's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Lingxiao, fearing to incur the young master's displeasure.

"Headmaster, something is wrong! An urgent report from eight thousand miles away, the major forces in the Northern Wasteland are spreading rumors that Chuyang colluded with the Demon Sect's Empress Yue Qiuci, slaughtering the Northern Wasteland's geniuses. The Xuanjian Sect cannot escape involvement!"

The disciple below the dais looked terrified, his expression pitiful, on the verge of tears.

But as he lowered his head, he saw a gaze full of hatred coming from the side, staring at him intently.

"Hiss?"

For a moment, the disciple's face showed obvious confusion, his finger in his mouth, looking around at the other disciples in the hall.

"Elders, don't you think this woman... looks like Yue Qiuci?"

"Get out!"

Ye Liuyun spat out in anger, pushing him out of the hall with a single palm.

"Y-Young Master, it's all rumors, rumors..."

"Is that so? I saw with my own eyes that Chuyang and Yue Qiuci came out of the secret realm together and waved goodbye."

Lingxiao's expression was calm, speaking calmly.

But Ye Liuyun's face suddenly froze.

"How... how is that possible?"

"Whether it is or not, we'll find out."

Lingxiao did not say more, standing up and stretching, "It's late today, we'll go to the Demon Suppression Abyss early tomorrow. From now on, no one is to enter the Demon Suppression Abyss, those who disobey will be killed without mercy."

With that, Lingxiao looked deeply at Ye Qianchan, then reached out and captured Yue Qiuci, heading to the rear hall.

At the same time, his soul consciousness spread out, covering the entire Xuanjian Mountain.

If anyone secretly entered the Demon Suppression Abyss, they would not escape his perception.

"What are you doing all this for?"

In the rear hall of the Xuanjian Sect.

Yue Qiuci looked confused, her face showing no fear.

Given her current situation,

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she was already doomed, and any more fear would be futile.

But she really couldn't understand what Lingxiao was plotting.

"You won't understand."

Lingxiao smiled, looking out the window at the crescent moon.

The reason he chose to go to the Demon Suppression Abyss tomorrow was not to give Chuyang a chance to survive.

He still didn't know what the golden finger of this destined son was, so he needed to investigate to be prepared.

Moreover, this night would also be a test for Ye Qianchan.

If she truly defied Lingxiao's orders and secretly entered the Demon Suppression Abyss, she would become a corpse tomorrow, without a doubt.

"Buzz!"

Thinking this, Lingxiao's figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness, heading to the Demon Suppression Abyss, the forbidden area of the Xuanjian Sect.

To be safe, he used thirteen spirit talismans to conceal his aura, to avoid being detected.

"Have you thought it through?"

The Demon Suppression Abyss is the oldest forbidden area of the Xuanjian Sect.

Initially, it was used to suppress evil spirits, with sparse spiritual energy, making it impossible to cultivate, and outsiders would not step foot here.

But now, with the decline of the Xuanjian Sect, they dare not provoke great demons and monsters, so the Demon Suppression Abyss is now very desolate.

At this moment, in an ancient hall at the bottom of the abyss, Chuyang's hand was tightly clenched, his face filled with anger.

In front of him stood a slightly ethereal figure, hidden in the darkness, with an indistinct appearance.

But the demonic aura emanating from him could not be concealed.

"Senior, I have thought it through. Cultivation techniques have no inherent good or evil, only strength matters!"

Thinking of the intimacy he shared with Yue Qiuci yesterday, Chuyang felt a strange agitation in his heart.

That day, the two of them fell into the Demon Suppression Abyss together and, by chance, inhaled the pollen of the love flower, leading to some indescribable and absurd events.

But after that, Chuyang did not abandon the heavily injured Yue Qiuci but did his best to help her recover her cultivation.

A destined son, encountering the Demon Sect's empress, creating a legendary tale.

The script was the same, but unexpectedly, a major villain who had seen countless scripts was now involved.

Now, although Chuyang was not worried about his relationship with Yue Qiuci being exposed, he had already created a rift with the righteous path.

"Hmm, I am pleased that you have this understanding. This technique is a legacy of my bloodline, sufficient to make you dominate the four wastelands! Once you complete your cultivation, I will take you to meet another great being suppressed at the bottom of the abyss. If you can help her escape, not only the four wastelands, but even the beings of the upper realm will not be your match."

The demonic shadow nodded lightly, then said no more, transforming into a seal and entering Chuyang's soul sea.

At this moment, outside the hall, the void suddenly rippled and then returned to calm.

"Truly the Demon Suppression Abyss, it indeed suppresses great demons."

At the top of the Demon Suppression Abyss, Lingxiao's figure materialized from the void, a sinister smile on his lips.

Clearly, the demonic soul he just saw was an ancient soul suppressed in the Demon Suppression Abyss, which had awakened unexpectedly.

Lingxiao was very familiar with this kind of setup.

But, a mere demonic soul, even if its aura approached the Breaking Illusion level, how could it be a match for Lingxiao?

However... Chuyang, Chuyang, should I say you are lucky or unlucky?

This demonic soul is a trump card, but it is also a weakness. "Ha ha ha! Young Master, I was a bit too forward just now, please forgive me. I have prepared a bedroom and a banquet for you, I hope you will honor us with your presence."

In the main hall of the Xuanjian Sect.

Ye Liuyun, holding a wine cup, stood up and bowed to Lingxiao, who was seated on the dais.

"Where is Chuyang?"

At this moment, Lingxiao ignored his flattery and scanned the hall, but found no trace of Chuyang.

"Chuyang?"

Ye Liuyun was clearly taken aback, clearly not expecting this mysterious young master to know his sect's young lord.

"Hehe, Young Master, you may not know, Chuyang went down the mountain for training and encountered a massacre by the Demon Sect. He ran back to the sect alone, abandoning his junior brothers and sisters. I have already punished him by sending him to the Demon Suppression Abyss to reflect on his actions."

"Oh? Sent to the Demon Suppression Abyss?"

Upon hearing this, Lingxiao's face showed no surprise, and he even smiled subtly.

That's right!

With Chuyang's destiny, he must face numerous trials to awaken his true golden finger.

The Demon Suppression Abyss, this place sounds like it hides true secrets.

I wonder if the demonic treasure I seek is in the Demon Suppression Abyss.

"Headmaster!! Headmaster, something is wrong!"

At this moment, a scream came from outside the hall.

A disciple of the Xuanjian Sect rushed in, his face pale.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Liuyun's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Lingxiao, fearing to incur the young master's displeasure.

"Headmaster, something is wrong! An urgent report from eight thousand miles away, the major forces in the Northern Wasteland are spreading rumors that Chuyang colluded with the Demon Sect's Empress Yue Qiuci, slaughtering the Northern Wasteland's geniuses. The Xuanjian Sect cannot escape involvement!"

The disciple below the dais looked terrified, his expression pitiful, on the verge of tears.

But as he lowered his head, he saw a gaze full of hatred coming from the side, staring at him intently.

"Hiss?"

For a moment, the disciple's face showed obvious confusion, his finger in his mouth, looking around at the other disciples in the hall.

"Elders, don't you think this woman... looks like Yue Qiuci?"

"Get out!"

Ye Liuyun spat out in anger, pushing him out of the hall with a single palm.

"Y-Young Master, it's all rumors, rumors..."

"Is that so? I saw with my own eyes that Chuyang and Yue Qiuci came out of the secret realm together and waved goodbye."

Lingxiao's expression was calm, speaking calmly.

But Ye Liuyun's face suddenly froze.

"How... how is that possible?"

"Whether it is or not, we'll find out."

Lingxiao did not say more, standing up and stretching, "It's late today, we'll go to the Demon Suppression Abyss early tomorrow. From now on, no one is to enter the Demon Suppression Abyss, those who disobey will be killed without mercy."

With that, Lingxiao looked deeply at Ye Qianchan, then reached out and captured Yue Qiuci, heading to the rear hall.

At the same time, his soul consciousness spread out, covering the entire Xuanjian Mountain.

If anyone secretly entered the Demon Suppression Abyss, they would not escape his perception.

"What are you doing all this for?"

In the rear hall of the Xuanjian Sect.

Yue Qiuci looked confused, her face showing no fear.

Given her current situation,

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she was already doomed, and any more fear would be futile.

But she really couldn't understand what Lingxiao was plotting.

"You won't understand."

Lingxiao smiled, looking out the window at the crescent moon.

The reason he chose to go to the Demon Suppression Abyss tomorrow was not to give Chuyang a chance to survive.

He still didn't know what the golden finger of this destined son was, so he needed to investigate to be prepared.

Moreover, this night would also be a test for Ye Qianchan.

If she truly defied Lingxiao's orders and secretly entered the Demon Suppression Abyss, she would become a corpse tomorrow, without a doubt.

"Buzz!"

Thinking this, Lingxiao's figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness, heading to the Demon Suppression Abyss, the forbidden area of the Xuanjian Sect.

To be safe, he used thirteen spirit talismans to conceal his aura, to avoid being detected.

"Have you thought it through?"

The Demon Suppression Abyss is the oldest forbidden area of the Xuanjian Sect.

Initially, it was used to suppress evil spirits, with sparse spiritual energy, making it impossible to cultivate, and outsiders would not step foot here.

But now, with the decline of the Xuanjian Sect, they dare not provoke great demons and monsters, so the Demon Suppression Abyss is now very desolate.

At this moment, in an ancient hall at the bottom of the abyss, Chuyang's hand was tightly clenched, his face filled with anger.

In front of him stood a slightly ethereal figure, hidden in the darkness, with an indistinct appearance.

But the demonic aura emanating from him could not be concealed.

"Senior, I have thought it through. Cultivation techniques have no inherent good or evil, only strength matters!"

Thinking of the intimacy he shared with Yue Qiuci yesterday, Chuyang felt a strange agitation in his heart.

That day, the two of them fell into the Demon Suppression Abyss together and, by chance, inhaled the pollen of the love flower, leading to some indescribable and absurd events.

But after that, Chuyang did not abandon the heavily injured Yue Qiuci but did his best to help her recover her cultivation.

A destined son, encountering the Demon Sect's empress, creating a legendary tale.

The script was the same, but unexpectedly, a major villain who had seen countless scripts was now involved.

Now, although Chuyang was not worried about his relationship with Yue Qiuci being exposed, he had already created a rift with the righteous path.

"Hmm, I am pleased that you have this understanding. This technique is a legacy of my bloodline, sufficient to make you dominate the four wastelands! Once you complete your cultivation, I will take you to meet another great being suppressed at the bottom of the abyss. If you can help her escape, not only the four wastelands, but even the beings of the upper realm will not be your match."

The demonic shadow nodded lightly, then said no more, transforming into a seal and entering Chuyang's soul sea.

At this moment, outside the hall, the void suddenly rippled and then returned to calm.

"Truly the Demon Suppression Abyss, it indeed suppresses great demons."

At the top of the Demon Suppression Abyss, Lingxiao's figure materialized from the void, a sinister smile on his lips.

Clearly, the demonic soul he just saw was an ancient soul suppressed in the Demon Suppression Abyss, which had awakened unexpectedly.

Lingxiao was very familiar with this kind of setup.

But, a mere demonic soul, even if its aura approached the Breaking Illusion level, how could it be a match for Lingxiao?

However... Chuyang, Chuyang, should I say you are lucky or unlucky?

This demonic soul is a trump card, but it is also a weakness.