Chapter 331
Chapter 331
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Translator: Ace
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Chapter Title: Severed Heads Speak
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“What the hell is wrong with your world!?”
In Perfected Being Demon-Quelling’s hand, Celestial Immortal Minghua’s severed head dripped with blood. Her expression was one of sheer terror, her lips trembling as she spoke—astonishingly still able to utter words.
And it wasn’t just her.
The other three Earth Immortals could speak as well. Though their heads had been cleanly severed, they hadn’t died. The sensation of being cut off below the neck was simply excruciating.
Yet it was precisely this decapitation that had dispelled the strange “influence” they’d suffered earlier. In its place rose an unprecedented fear. Celestial Immortal Minghua couldn’t even comprehend her own thoughts from moments ago: a world with over thirty fruit positions! How had he dared come here?
“Could it be... a Supreme Being targeted me?”
That was the only explanation. At the thought, Celestial Immortal Minghua’s mouth twitched. She swallowed all her emotions, barely holding back a curse.
—You bastard!
What kind of existence was a Supreme Being? Occupying a fruit position, lofty and untouchable, yet striking at a mere Celestial Immortal like her. Where was the king’s law? Where was justice?
And what about her own Supreme Being?
Why hadn’t they saved her?
“What exactly are you...”
In an instant, countless words surged in Celestial Immortal Minghua’s mind. But before she could voice them, Perfected Being Demon-Quelling shook her head forcefully. Her eyes rolled back.
“Quiet.”
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling issued a low rebuke, his expression tinged with frustration. His sword intent was called [Not Killing]—true to its name, his blade never took lives.
Anyone struck by his sword might have their limbs severed or their bodies shattered to pieces, but they would never die. At worst, they lost all divine abilities and magic powers, reduced to the pitiful state of Celestial Immortal Minghua and the others: alive, yet forever incapable of any further deeds.
For some, it was a fate worse than death.
But to Perfected Being Demon-Quelling, a wretched survival was preferable to a noble end. As long as one lived, life always held some shred of hope.
The next moment, an escaping light descended.
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling returned to the boat. His divine sense swept over it, and he soon frowned. Ye Xingfeng’s missing figure made his heart sink slightly.
“Where’s Xingfeng? What happened?”
“Uncle-Master!”
Seeing Perfected Being Demon-Quelling finally return, Ye Guyue—who had been suppressing her emotions—shot over in a streak of light. Hatred twisted her exquisite features.
But before she could speak, Lu Yang stepped forward first.
“I’ve disappointed you, Senior. Senior Brother Ye died on my account. I’m willing to repay this karma through reincarnation in the Sword Pavilion. Please don’t take it out on Senior Sister Ye. All the blame, a thousand times over, lies with me alone.”
Ye Guyue: “...”
Who’s your Senior Sister? You haven’t even joined the Sword Pavilion yet!
Sword Seed!
“You still want to join the Sword Pavilion?” Ye Guyue gnashed her teeth.
“Uncle-Master, this man secretly plotted against Xingfeng. Kill him quick—avenge Xingfeng!”
Lu Yang stood with hands bound, head bowed. Though a trace of grievance flickered across his face, he said nothing, the picture of meek obedience awaiting judgment.
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling shook his head at the sight.
The next moment, he hooked a finger, as if plucking the strings of this heaven and earth. The surrounding scenes immediately rewound, replaying what had transpired before.
This wasn’t time reversal, but a re-manifestation of past events—something only a Foundation Establishment expert at perfection or a great Perfected Being of profound cultivation could achieve. Put simply, it was asking heaven and earth for a favor: to view the “heavenly record.” Without sufficient cultivation, one would simply be ignored.
Soon, the scenes materialized.
Moments later, Perfected Being Demon-Quelling’s expression grew increasingly grim. He wasn’t a fool; he couldn’t fail to notice the little schemes of Ye Guyue and Ye Xingfeng.
“...Reaping what you sowed!”
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling gave a low snort. With a flick of his sleeve, the visions scattered. Though anger marked his face, his eyes held even deeper helplessness.
“It was clearly you who wanted to kill him...”
“So what?”
Ye Guyue couldn’t comprehend.
“Uncle-Master, even if that’s true, we didn’t actually kill him. Now Xingfeng is dead—doesn’t that make him guilty too?”
“Besides, for him to dispel his form with a divine ability at exactly the right moment... he was clearly borrowing your blade to kill!”
“A coincidence, nothing more.”
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling shook his head and turned to Lu Yang.
“He was inside [Heaven of Non-existence] at the time. I’ve been there myself—it seals off all divine sense perception.”
Ye Guyue seethed with rage.
She even felt a spark of resentment toward Perfected Being Demon-Quelling. No wonder the family head always called this uncle-master of theirs eccentric and obtuse!
Just then, Lu Yang spoke up.
“Senior, it truly was my fault.”
His face was etched with sorrow, brimming with guilt.
“Senior Brother Ye’s death was unintentional on my part, but I still bear responsibility.”
With that, he turned to Ye Guyue, sincere.
“Senior Sister, rest assured. Though Senior Brother Ye’s body perished, his soul may not be scattered. If he reincarnates, I’ll personally guide him into the Sword Pavilion and help him reclaim his former peak. That can be his karmic fortune.”
“...Jiangbei Demon Head, you dare speak to me of karmic fortune?”
In that instant, the heroic beauty’s exquisite face flushed crimson, heat rising. Her gaze toward Lu Yang burned with killing intent.
Those were her lines!
“...Sorry.”
Lu Yang shrank back slightly, sidling a step closer to Perfected Being Demon-Quelling. He kept his head bowed, the epitome of aggrieved submission.
“Enough.”
Witnessing this, Perfected Being Demon-Quelling finally spoke.
“Xingfeng brought it on himself. After reincarnation, I’ll find a way to bring him back to the family.”
To a Perfected Being, even soul dissipation didn’t mean true death. Within this heaven and earth, shattered souls would still be drawn to the [Netherworld] for reshaping. Though reborn as a new person, tracing the origins would still count as reincarnation.
Yet how could Ye Guyue accept such a resolution?
“Uncle-Master...”
“No more words.”
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling cut her off.
“He apologized. What more do you want? For him to pay with his life and reincarnate?”
“Remember—you were in the wrong first!”
As a great Perfected Being at Foundation Establishment perfection, his word set the tone. Ye Guyue could only shut her mouth helplessly, lowering her head to conceal the killing intent in her eyes.
Only then did Perfected Being Demon-Quelling turn to Lu Yang.
“The divine ability you obtained is [Sea of Pouring Sorrow], isn’t it? That speaks to a steadfast dao heart—impressive.”
His gaze held clear admiration. He sized Lu Yang up carefully, a glint of novelty in his eyes, like appraising a thriving young sprout.
Lu Yang bowed deeply.
“You overpraise me, Senior.”
“Rise.”
Perfected Being Demon-Quelling waved him up. At that moment, Celestial Immortal Minghua in his grasp suddenly spoke.
“Fellow Daoist, what will become of my [Profound Spirit Realm]?”
Celestial Immortal Minghua’s tone held no trace of her former arrogance or dominance.
Clearly, she was truly “awake” now.
But at her words, Perfected Being Demon-Quelling fell silent. Only after a long pause did he slowly shake his head, his face grave as he gazed toward the horizon.
“It’s already... too late!”
As if in response...
Boom!
A colossal thunderclap exploded across the firmament. Myriad brilliant hues stained the sky, revealing an illusory vision of a majestic heavenly court.
Yet around that heavenly court, fruit position stars blazed to life in all directions—east, west, south, north—encircling it completely. Vast starlight formed chains, layer upon layer, sealing the court tight. It couldn’t flee, dragged inexorably bit by bit.
The once-phantasmic scene grew ever more real.
In a flash, the heavens turned blood-red. Meteors rained down. A gluttonous feast unfolded languidly beyond the skies. Celestial Immortal Minghua’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets.
“The True Lords have begun storming heaven and annihilating the realm!”