The Peerless Great Fiend, Devil Mountain's Mistress Chan Hongyi
The Peerless Great Fiend, Devil Mountain’s Mistress Chan Hongyi
They really do know each other... And how exactly do you plan to repay me? (Seeking subscriptions)
In the deepest part of the market, the Ominous Stone lay quietly in place, wisps of radiant light intertwining and spreading around it, exuding a heart-palpitating blackness.
At this moment, it was even accompanied by dark light capable of effortlessly annihilating the leaders of great sects, slashing down with a buzz from all corners of the void, making everyone exceedingly cautious.
“What do you think should be offered in exchange for this Ominous Stone?”
Old Daoist Azure Dragon asked indifferently, his eyes shining like divine lamps, radiating divine brilliance.
“This Ominous Stone was brought to Kunwu City by Fellow Daoist Chu Wei, who escaped from the Great West Holy Land. However, he passed away in meditation eighty million years ago, and his descendants now only have traces in the Westwin Domain.”
“He once told us that if anyone wished to take this Ominous Stone, they would not only have to look after his descendants, but also take this item to the ruins of the Great West Holy Land to offer sacrifices to his ancestors.”
“Moreover, he promised that whatever else this stone was exchanged for would belong entirely to us.”
After exchanging glances, the several True Daoists present spoke up one after another, mentioning Chu Wei, who had brought this Ominous Stone here back then.
Many people still had quite an impression of this man—he had once been the young lord of the Great West Holy Land.
However, after the Great West Holy Land suffered the calamity, he went mad, and eventually passed away in meditation within some mountain.
“If the Mistress of Devil Mountain wants this Ominous Stone, then please show some sincerity...”
The White-Bearded Old Man stared fixedly into the depths of the demonic clouds and spoke in a deep voice.
He knew that the demoness in red was very likely seated within, merely choosing not to reveal herself.
“Show sincerity?” Old Daoist Azure Dragon chuckled lightly and said, “None of what you’ve said is a problem. As long as the Mistress behind me says the word, I believe no one in the current Beyond would dare make things difficult for Fellow Daoist Chu Wei’s descendants.”
“Whatever else you wish to say, feel free to bring it up.”
Hearing these words, everyone’s expressions eased slightly, feeling that the demoness in red was not as viciously cruel and impossible to deal with as the rumors claimed.
Afterward, they conferred via voice transmission for a while, and then the White-Bearded Old Man from before finally said, “In that case, if you can produce a hundred Immortal Crystals, then you may take this Ominous Stone as you please.”
Just earlier, when Gu Changge cut open that Immortal Foetus, he had already produced a hundred Immortal Crystals.
So after thinking it over, they felt that this Ominous Stone, whose mysteriousness was no less than the Immortal Foetus, should also be worth this price.
The other sect leaders and renowned elders of the older generation all changed expression slightly upon hearing this figure.
Young Master Changge could produce it, but Devil Mountain might not necessarily be able to.
Quite a few Young Prodigies exchanged glances, sensing that after these ancient existences spoke those words, the atmosphere on Devil Mountain’s side froze slightly.
This made many people inwardly uneasy, feeling that not a single one of these demons was easy to get along with.
Even the Mistress of Devil Mountain, that demoness in red, had committed countless slaughters since emerging into the world, and no small number of supreme powerhouses had died at her hands.
“A hundred Immortal Crystals?”
The smile on Old Daoist Azure Dragon’s face abruptly vanished at this moment, his brows furrowing as he grew somewhat suspicious.
If not for the fact that the expressions and tones of the White-Bearded Old Man and the others didn’t seem like they were joking, he would have suspected they were toying with him.
A hundred Immortal Crystals!
What kind of concept was that? They really dared to open their lion’s mouths wide!
The other great demons behind him also darkened in expression, a murderous, terrifying aura sweeping forth like autumn and winter arriving, all things withering toward decay.
“Do you all think Devil Mountain is easy to bully? Or do you think this old daoist doesn’t know what a hundred Immortal Crystals means?”
“In this vast Beyond of today, why don’t you tell this old daoist who could produce a hundred Immortal Crystals for stone-cutting without batting an eye? Heh, forget a hundred Immortal Crystals—even ten Immortal Crystals, I doubt anyone could scrape together.”
Old Daoist Azure Dragon’s face carried a few traces of displeasure and coldness as he slowly swept his gaze across the White-Bearded Old Man and the others, his words icy.
He simply didn’t believe anyone could produce a hundred Immortal Crystals at this time, let alone use them for cutting stones.
This was simply a fantasy beyond belief—he was even suspecting that these True Daoists within Kunwu City were making fools of them.
“If Fellow Daoist Azure Dragon finds it unacceptable, then simply don’t cut it. We never forced Devil Mountain to cut open this Ominous Stone.”
Hearing these words, the White-Bearded Old Man’s tone was equally unceremonious.
The expressions of everyone else also turned somewhat strange. Before this, they had indeed held the same attitude as this Old Daoist Azure Dragon, believing it impossible for anyone to produce a hundred Immortal Crystals.
And then Gu Changge had demonstrated to everyone what true wealth and boldness looked like.
Yu Feiya, the Phoenix Lady, and the others couldn’t help but look toward Gu Changge ahead, whose expression was calm and unruffled, feeling extremely peculiar in their hearts.
Old Daoist Azure Dragon probably never even imagined such a thing had happened. “As for what you said, I’m afraid I cannot agree.”
“Just moments ago, Young Master Changge spent a hundred Immortal Crystals to cut open the Immortal Foetus, one of the Seven Divine Rocks.”
“Everyone in Kunwu City witnessed it with their own eyes. How could that be false?”
The White-Bearded Old Man continued, his gaze carrying a hint of mockery. “What?” “Gu Changge?”
At these words, the expressions of everyone from Devil Mountain changed, and Old Daoist Azure Dragon also became somewhat shocked and disbelieving, turning to look at Gu Changge.
He naturally recognized Gu Changge.
But he never imagined that before they arrived here, Gu Changge had already spent a hundred Immortal Crystals to cut open an Immortal Foetus!
The expressions of everyone present told him that this matter was likely no falsehood.
Gu Changge... you really produced a hundred Immortal Crystals and cut open that Immortal Foetus?
Old Daoist Azure Dragon’s expression carried deep shock, his entire breathing hitching for a moment. “A hundred Immortal Crystals—squeeze a little, and they can still be produced.”
Gu Changge swept a casual glance at him and said offhandedly.
As he spoke, he had been sensing all along that from the depths of the demonic clouds, Chan Hongyi’s eyes had been watching him the whole time.
He appeared extremely casual and natural, not meeting her gaze across the void.
“Heh heh, in any case, this old man’s words stand. If you want to cut the Ominous Stone, then produce a hundred Immortal Crystals.”
The White-Bearded Old Man and the others sneered, having already discerned that Devil Mountain had not brought many supreme powerhouses this time.
Now, within Kunwu City, powerhouses from all the great lineages and factions had gathered, and there were even several Dao Artifacts present, so they naturally had no fear of Devil Mountain’s people.
Moreover, Gu Changge was also here, and his current strength could be called unfathomable.
“A hundred Immortal Crystals...”
The expressions of Old Daoist Azure Dragon and the others turned ugly, no longer as smug and composed as before.
They exchanged glances, vicious intent flickering in their eyes.
They were, after all, great demons who had brought calamity to entire regions—in the past, whatever caught their fancy, they would simply seize by force.
Now that they couldn’t produce that many Immortal Crystals, why not just rob them?
In an instant, a terrifying, icy killing intent emerged, sweeping forth like the dead of winter, causing everyone’s expressions to shift slightly as they all grew vigilant.
It seemed the vast Devil Mountain truly could not produce a hundred Immortal Crystals now.
The White-Bearded Old Man and the others exchanged glances; within their palms beneath their sleeves, divine runes emerged, streaks of Great Dao rules and order lurking, as powerful and terrifying auras began to emanate from their bodies.
This battle seemed unavoidable. Everyone grew solemn, beginning to bring out their respective artifacts.
On some of the elderly renowned figures, blood qi surged forth, their heavenly crowns glowing brilliantly like stars—a sign of extremely powerful spiritual force.
“Devil Mountain indeed cannot produce a hundred Immortal Crystals right now.”
However, just as the atmosphere reached a tense standoff, an icy, indifferent voice suddenly came from the depths of the demonic clouds.
The voice was exceedingly pleasant, like the music of the heavens—in a trance, it seemed as though a devastatingly beautiful woman who could bring ruin to all living beings sat within.
Yet everyone felt a terrifying chill; even the True Daoists felt their divine souls tremble.
“The demoness in red!”
“She really is here.”
The White-Bearded Old Man and the many other True Daoists also changed expression slightly, growing even more solemn, not daring to relax in the slightest.
...Seeking flowers...
“It’s her!”
The expressions of the assembled sect leaders likewise changed drastically, their scalps tingling, feeling as if their divine souls were about to be frozen and cracked apart by this voice.
Young Prodigies like the King of Six Crowns, the Phoenix Lady, the Sky Demon Sovereign, and An Xi nearly suffocated on the spot.
A mouthful of blood churned in their throats, their divine souls swaying, nearly unable to stand steady, and it took a good while before they recovered.
But their faces had turned exceptionally pale, as if drained of all color.
Only Yu Feiya, the Eldest Princess of the Great Yu Celestial Dynasty, had a faint glimmer flash between her brows, mysterious runes flickering, leaving her entirely unharmed.
Aside from Gu Changge, no one else noticed this small abnormality on Yu Feiya.
At that moment, from the depths of the demonic clouds, Chan Hongyi’s voice rang out once more.
“However, Gu Changge, since you can produce a hundred Immortal Crystals, lending another hundred to me shouldn’t be difficult.”
Hearing these words, everyone present was stunned into bewilderment—even Old Daoist Azure Dragon and the others were extremely shocked, appearing puzzled and confused.
Then they realized—the demoness in red was speaking to Gu Changge.
“Could the two of them be well acquainted?”
They grew even more puzzled. Why would the demoness in red speak to Gu Changge like this? Shouldn’t the two of them be enemies? Why did they seem to know each other?
The fearsome, mighty demoness in red would actually take the initiative to ask Gu Changge to lend her Immortal Crystals...
If they hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes, they simply couldn’t have believed it.
“How is this possible?”
Jiang Chen, Niu Tian, and the others were also extremely shocked at this moment.
They really do know each other.
Yu Feiya, who had previously harbored suspicions and guesses, now felt even more certain in her heart. “Oh? And why would you think I can produce another hundred Immortal Crystals?”
Gu Changge hadn’t expected Chan Hongyi to take the initiative to speak and ask to borrow Immortal Crystals from him.
His expression shifted slightly, but he quickly recovered and asked casually.
“That, you don’t need to know.” Chan Hongyi’s indifferent voice rang out. “Then why should I lend them to you?” Gu Changge smiled faintly. “You will.” Chan Hongyi’s voice remained as unrippled as ever.
Gu Changge shook his head lightly and said, “If I lend them to you, what will you use to repay me?”
“You owe me. And how exactly do you plan to repay that?”
Chan Hongyi sat within the palanquin, her red dress like blood, her expression cold as ice, and her rhetorical tone sent shivers of dread through everyone present.
Listening to this cryptic, riddle-like exchange between the two, the shock in everyone’s hearts never ceased.
Why did it feel like there was some unknown secret between Gu Changge and the demoness in red?
Could it be that when Gu Changge besieged the demoness in red at Divine City, he reached some kind of understanding or agreement with her?
At this moment, everyone’s hearts were filled with doubt and shock, and they could only speculate in this way. “A hundred Immortal Crystals—if you want them, then I’ll lend them to you.” “But if I bring them to you right now, would you dare accept them?”
And just as everyone was speculating wildly—
Gu Changge chuckled softly, and another sealed jade jar appeared in his palm.
Those who had watched him cut open that Immortal Foetus earlier all felt their breathing tighten, understanding what was contained within this jade jar.
Then, unhurriedly, Gu Changge walked forward, seemingly intending to personally deliver this jade jar to Chan Hongyi.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of Devil Mountain’s people also changed drastically.
Even Old Daoist Azure Dragon, standing at the very front, retreated backward, appearing quite wary.
He naturally understood how terrifying the strength of the Gu Changge before him was—though he himself had been famous for many years, he was absolutely no match for Gu Changge.
The rest of Devil Mountain’s demons also retreated, involuntarily clearing a path for Gu Changge.
Chan Hongyi, seated within the demonic clouds, also fell silent for a moment at this, seemingly not expecting Gu Changge to do this.
She said nothing, her cold and merciless eyes reflecting Gu Changge’s unhurried figure drawing closer to her, appearing utterly unmoved.