Chapter 368: An Invitation from the Red Butterfly

Chapter 368: Chapter 368: An Invitation from the Red Butterfly

Everyone outside the Holy Pill Hall was so shocked by the sudden reversal that their mouths hung wide open.

A moment ago, the First Generation Saint Son of Xuanhuang had wanted to kill Yi Xiaoyao, and the power he displayed was something Yi Xiaoyao couldn’t have hoped to resist in the slightest.

But now, Yi Xiaoyao had inexplicably erupted with power, aggressively turning the tables to kill the Saint Son of Xuanhuang in turn!

"What... what in the world is going on?"

"The First Generation Saint Son of Xuanhuang is a Yin Yang Realm expert, yet he’s being beaten so miserably by a Void-Entering Realm boy in black robes?"

"The First Generation Saint Son’s master actually knelt to that boy in black!"

The crowd was in an uproar, their faces filled with disbelief.

Just then, as the sword in Yi Xiaoyao’s hand slashed down toward the white-robed youth, the old woman fell to her knees.

This old woman held a high position in Xuanhuang, but in her desperation to protect the Saint Son, she had no other choice.

She was heard shouting desperately, "Saint Witch, I beg you to show mercy! This is the First Generation Saint Son of our Xuanhuang! If he dies here, I’m afraid you won’t be able to answer to Xuanhuang!"

Yi Xiaoyao’s sword stopped abruptly above the white-robed youth’s head. The bursting Flames reflected red on the young man’s terrified expression.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao’s body seemed to possess an infinite Flame Power. Just as the old woman had guessed, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch had lent him her strength.

Yi Xiaoyao had intended to use this power to kill the white-robed youth, but after hearing the old woman’s words, a clear hesitation came from the power within him.

However, this hesitation lasted only for a moment. Then, following the will of the power, Yi Xiaoyao instantly flashed in front of the old woman and slapped her across the face.

SLAP!

The crisp slap struck the old woman’s face, making her spit blood.

"You dare threaten me?"

The voice came from Yi Xiaoyao, and the old woman’s face filled with both fear and anger.

Even in Xuanhuang, few would have dared to treat this old woman this way, but now, she didn’t dare utter a single word of complaint.

Because the old woman knew the Red Butterfly Saint Witch was famous for her strange temper; it was entirely possible she would kill both her and the Saint Son on the spot.

"Get out!"

The cold command was like a pardon to the old woman. She scrambled to her feet and prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

Yi Xiaoyao stopped the old woman again. This time, it wasn’t the will of the Red Butterfly Saint Witch, but his own.

Because as the old woman had grabbed the white-robed youth, she had also tried to take Yun Mengling with them.

"Let her go!"

Yi Xiaoyao pointed at Yun Mengling and spoke coldly to the old woman.

The old woman’s expression changed, and she quickly said, "Red Butterfly Saint Witch, I don’t mean this girl any harm! She possesses the legendary Extreme Pure Holy Light, which is of the utmost importance to our Xuanhuang!"

"Why are you taking me back with you?" Yun Mengling asked with a frown.

The old woman said gravely, "Because you possess the Extreme Pure Holy Light, you are destined to become our Profound Wilderness Saintess. You will receive the highest level of training in Xuanhuang and may even become a new Saint Witch in the future! The reason I asked if you were a virgin just now is because that is a requirement for the Saintess."

Upon hearing this, Yun Mengling turned to look at Yi Xiaoyao.

A flicker of understanding crossed Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes. ’So that’s why the old woman values Yun Mengling so highly.’

"Ling’Er, what do you think?"

Although almost anyone would be willing to go with the old woman after such an offer, Yi Xiaoyao still needed to hear what Yun Mengling wanted.

Yun Mengling bit her lip and finally said softly, "I want to be able to help you, Xiaoyao. But if you don’t want me to leave, then I won’t go."

Yi Xiaoyao and Yun Mengling shared a deep connection; from that one sentence, he understood everything she was thinking.

In fact, ever since their time on Sunken Spirit Island, Yi Xiaoyao had noticed the trace of disappointment in Yun Mengling’s heart. She had always wanted to be able to help him and hated being a burden, which was why she had been so weighed down by her thoughts.

Though he was reluctant, Yi Xiaoyao still nodded.

In the past, Yi Xiaoyao would have never allowed Yun Mengling to leave.

But now, he shouldered the heavy responsibility entrusted to him by the Cyan Emperor. It was too dangerous for Yun Mengling to be with him. By letting her go to Xuanhuang, Yi Xiaoyao was ensuring she would be safer.

Then, Little Hei jumped out from behind Yi Xiaoyao and ran into Yun Mengling’s arms.

"From now on, let this little guy keep you company."

The path to saving the Cyan Wilderness was far too perilous and difficult. Little Hei would be safer with Yun Mengling, and could also ease her longing for Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao said to Yun Mengling, "In the future, I will definitely come to Xuanhuang to find you."

"In the future, I’ll definitely be able to help you," Yun Mengling replied, nodding emphatically.

Then, Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze swept over to the utterly wretched white-robed youth. ’One day, I will defeat him with my own power.’

The old woman saw the cold glint in Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes and, thinking the Red Butterfly Saint Witch was about to strike again, hastily departed with the white-robed youth and Yun Mengling.

"You made that decision without knowing a few things, it seems. Once Miss Ling’Er becomes the Profound Wilderness Saintess, she can no longer be your girlfriend. If a Saintess falls in love with a man, both parties will suffer the most severe punishment."

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance’s ethereal voice drifted from behind Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao’s expression instantly changed. He was about to complain about why she hadn’t said so earlier, but then he inwardly relaxed.

’Who says a Saintess can’t fall in love with a man? Hasn’t the love between the Red Butterfly Saint Witch and the Cyan Emperor endured to this day?’

Although this was only Yi Xiaoyao’s speculation, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch’s recent help was enough to prove his guess was correct.

"As long as the love doesn’t change and one is strong enough, who can stop it?"

Yi Xiaoyao said lightly, then turned to look at Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, only to find that she was seriously injured.

"Your injuries... are they serious?"

Yi Xiaoyao hurried forward to help Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance up, feeling extremely guilty. After all, she had been injured because of him.

Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance shook her head and said, "That power from just now... was that the Red Butterfly Saint Witch?"

Yi Xiaoyao nodded. In fact, he had suspected the Red Butterfly Saint Witch would intervene ever since he found the Cyan Wood Fire Butterfly Sword Skill as part of the Cyan Emperor’s legacy.

The sword skill was named the Cyan Wood Butterfly Dance. It was the only technique in the Cyan Emperor’s legacy that combined wood and fire and was meant to be performed as a duet between a man and a woman. Plus, its name contained the words "Red Butterfly." Even if Yi Xiaoyao were a complete fool, he could have deduced the inevitable connection to the Cyan Emperor and the Red Butterfly Saint Witch.

Yi Xiaoyao was making a gamble—betting that the Red Butterfly Saint Witch would sense this sword skill and intervene to save him.

In the end, his gamble paid off. Moreover, from the words the Red Butterfly Saint Witch used to question the white-robed youth through Yi Xiaoyao’s mouth, he also learned that this sword skill was likely created by the Saint Witch herself.

Yi Xiaoyao guessed that the Red Butterfly Saint Witch would most likely summon him next to ask where he had learned this sword skill.

Sure enough, a clear, cold female voice echoed in the minds of both Yi Xiaoyao and Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance.

"You two, come and see me."

Hearing the voice, Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance gave Yi Xiaoyao a startled and questioning look. Yi Xiaoyao, however, nodded with perfect understanding and started walking toward the Holy Pill Hall.

This time, the guards of the Holy Pill Hall seemed to have received some kind of order. Not only did they not stop Yi Xiaoyao and his companion, but they even stepped forward to greet them.

"By order of the Saint Witch, I am to guide you two," the guard said.

"Thank you for your trouble."

Yi Xiaoyao expressed his thanks and followed the guard with Flame Sacrifice Fire Dance, leaving behind the gossiping crowd outside the Holy Pill Hall.

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