Chapter 933: Ancient Battlefield

Although Qing Ye’s strength wasn’t as great as hers,

his Realm was also at Void Realm Perfection, and just escorting some Inner and Outer Sect disciples to the Ancient Battlefield for tempering was absolutely no problem.

Hearing Zuoqiu Yiren’s words, if not for the simulation, Chen Mo would indeed have been at ease, and might even not have returned from the Daoist Alliance.

But the contents of the simulation had clearly told him that Yue Yuxi was captured by the Demon Sect while out on a Sect mission.

Now the Sect mission was a fact, and Yue Yuxi had indeed gone out with them.

If he didn’t stop it, what happened in the simulation would definitely come to pass.

And a woman, especially a beautiful woman, falling into the hands of the Demon Sect—the outcome, Chen Mo didn’t even dare imagine, but it would certainly be extremely miserable.

Chen Mo definitely couldn’t directly say he wasn’t at ease; that would be equivalent to doubting her. He smiled and said, “Yiren-jie, since we’re already here, we might as well go along and take a look.”

As he spoke, Chen Mo boldly wrapped an arm around Zuoqiu Yiren’s slender waist, then added, “And besides, Yiren-jie, we haven’t had a good time alone together for a long while. Just treat it as a date, we’ll go out and relax a bit.”

“Tch…”

Zuoqiu Yiren spat lightly, slapped away Chen Mo’s dog paw, and said with a straight face, “Forgot what you promised me before? Keep your hands to yourself. Wait until you can beat me, then talk. A date, huh—who wants to go on a date with you…”

Though that was what she said, it wasn’t what she actually thought inside.

Chen Mo was at least an old hand when it came to women, and he knew very well that Yiren-jie’s mouth didn’t match her heart. He chuckled inwardly, then put on a pleading look and said, “Yiren-jie, just take it as me begging you. Besides, my foundation still hasn’t fully recovered. Maybe on the way to the Ancient Battlefield, by some stroke of fortune we might find heaven-and-earth treasures that can repair my foundation…”

Under Chen Mo’s mix of soft coaxing and hard pestering, Zuoqiu Yiren finally agreed to go with him.

In fact, as Chen Mo’s protector, if he insisted on going, even without asking for Zuoqiu Yiren’s opinion, she would still have to follow.

The reason Chen Mo said it this way was mainly to show her respect and to display an attitude that he couldn’t do without her.

This could draw the two of them closer; it was something indispensable in their interactions.

“Thank you, Yiren-jie. I knew Yiren-jie treats me the best.” With that, he spread his arms wide to hug Zuoqiu Yiren.

Zuoqiu Yiren stretched out a hand to block Chen Mo’s forehead, stopping his advance, and bit her silver teeth as she said, “You just never learn, do you?”

“Just a little hug.”

Though he said so, Chen Mo still stopped what he was doing.

After returning to his own main peak and briefly meeting with the few girls, Chen Mo planned to head for the Cangyuan Domain.

But just before leaving, something suddenly occurred to him.

Could this have something to do with Long Xiaoyao?

Why such a coincidence that the Demon Sect just happened to capture Yuxi?

Once Chen Mo asked around, he learned that among the Direct Disciples accompanying them this time was Long Xiaoyao.

“Has Long Xiaoyao colluded with the Demon Sect?” Chen Mo speculated in his heart.

And when Zuoqiu Yiren saw Chen Mo asking about Long Xiaoyao, her eyes immediately narrowed as she said, “You don’t think Long Xiaoyao is going to pull some tricks during this Sect mission, do you?”

“It’s not like that’s impossible.” Chen Mo said, “The grudge between him and me can no longer be resolved. During the last Daoist Alliance assessment, Xiao Qingtian told me that the rumors were spread by Long Xiaoyao. This time Yuxi is also part of the Sect mission; who knows what tricks he might play.”

“But he’s only at Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection. With Qing Ye there, what can he possibly do?” Zuoqiu Yiren said.

“It’s just a guess; in the end it might be nothing.” Chen Mo couldn’t tell Zuoqiu Yiren about the Demon Sect matter.

…

Qing Ye was taking a large group of Shenxiao Sect disciples, so their speed was definitely not fast.

With Zuoqiu Yiren opening Spatial Channels for travel, even if they were two days slower, they still wouldn’t fall too far behind.

And when Chen Mo and Yiren had already been on the road for a day, Qing Ye had already brought the Shenxiao Sect’s Inner and Outer Sect disciples to the Cangyuan Domain.

The Ancient Battlefield was located in the northern part of the Cangyuan Domain. The terrain there was extremely complex; because the war back then was incredibly intense, the whole land was as if a heaven-cleaving giant axe had split it into countless fissures. Each fissure was nearly a thousand zhang long, and within those fissures was an unfathomable depth, filled with poisonous miasma, with countless venomous creatures roaming about—the environment was extremely harsh, but precisely suited as a place for tempering.

If there were no danger at all, then there would be no meaning to the tempering.

“Alright, down below is your training ground for this trial. The duration of this trial is ten days. It’ll be counted from the moment you enter the Ancient Battlefield. If you withdraw on your own before ten days are up, this trial will be deemed a failure, and you’ll be punished by the Sect when you return.”

Qing Ye clasped his hands behind his back, then his tone relaxed quite a bit: “In truth, it’s just docking your monthly stipends and the like; nothing serious. If you encounter danger, preserving your life takes priority. If it feels too much for you, withdraw immediately. Don’t try to be heroes. I’ll be waiting here for you. Since this is a trial meant to temper disciples, it’s naturally impossible for me to follow right behind you.”

The disciples all nodded.

After that, Qing Ye set them down. Once he saw that the Inner and Outer Sect disciples had all entered the Ancient Battlefield—

Qing Ye’s gaze swept over the four Direct Disciples accompanying them and said, “Your task is to ensure their safety. Of course, if they don’t encounter any mortal danger, you don’t need to interfere. When the trial is over, the Sect will naturally reward you with corresponding Points.”

There were many disciples participating in this trial, and Qing Ye alone definitely couldn’t watch over all of them. The task of the accompanying Direct Disciples was precisely to assist him.

The four Direct Disciples nodded, then split into four directions, flying above the Ancient Battlefield to patrol.

After they’d all left, Qing Ye found a spot, lay down, then spread out his Divine Sense and located Yue Yuxi’s position.

Since Chen Mo was highly valued by both the Daoist Alliance and the Shenxiao Sect, the Shenxiao Sect naturally cared even more about his woman. Besides, Yue Yuxi possessed an Orange Body; Qing Ye absolutely could not allow her to encounter any mortal peril.

Very soon, a day passed.

In the clouds and mist above the Ancient Battlefield, Qing Ye, seated cross-legged on a grey cloud, furrowed his brows.

He naturally couldn’t keep his Divine Sense on Yue Yuxi for all twelve hours, but when he wanted to check on Long Xiaoyao’s situation and shifted his Divine Sense…

It vanished!

Long Xiaoyao was actually no longer within the range of his Divine Sense perception.

Just as he was puzzling over what had happened—

“Hehehe, we’ve struck it rich. So many fine faces—if we bring them back to the Sect, how many vessels can they provide?” A sinister, gloomy voice resounded through the void.

“Who?”

Qing Ye’s brows knit, and his Divine Sense swept toward the direction the voice had come from.

He saw the void in the upper left squirm, and several blood-colored phantoms emerged.

“The Demon Sect.” Qing Ye’s expression changed.