Chapter 759 - 438: Tell Him Who Your Master Is!

"Girl, why must you put yourself through this?"

The Black Robed Daoist had been torturing her for a while. Growing increasingly anxious, he subconsciously wanted to avoid dragging things out any further. Thus, he changed his approach and played the good cop.

"Just tell me... As long as you confess, I swear on my title that I will absolutely let you leave Cheyue Country. When that time comes, you can immediately go see whoever you want!

"Oh, right. Haven’t you been constantly mumbling about wanting to see your master?"

Yue Ya slowly turned her head. At this moment, she hardly looked human anymore, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Master... will... return..."

He roared inwardly, "Tsk, I didn’t ask you to say that!"

Suppressing his irritation, the Black Robed Daoist tried to guide Yue Ya into revealing the information he wanted. "Then... who is your master?"

Unexpectedly, Yue Ya’s mind wasn’t actually muddled. She snapped her mouth shut and met him with a cold sneer.

He cursed inwardly, "Damn it!"

The Black Robed Daoist exploded in rage. Losing all patience to keep playing the good cop, he immediately prepared to use even more vicious methods.

"It’s fine. Go ahead and tell him!

"Tell him, who is your master?"

A man’s voice suddenly rang out nearby.

The Black Robed Daoist froze. He almost thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He wondered, "How did this guy appear out of nowhere!?"

Even Yue Ya thought she was hallucinating right before her death. But she quickly realized it was no Illusion Realm. The man who suddenly appeared before her was none other than her master! However, compared to before, the master standing in front of her was stronger! He was stronger than any of the Fake Immortals who had occupied Cheyue Country!

Although Zou Feng had not yet integrated the Blood Spirit Pill and didn’t know the exact situation, seeing Yue Ya desperately protecting the Blood Spirit Pill that Zou Er had clearly left for him—while constantly murmuring "Master will return"—he naturally pieced together most of the puzzle.

"It’s alright now. There’s no harm in telling him. Who is your master?" Zou Feng gently stroked the top of Yue Ya’s head. His warm Spiritual Qi swiftly scattered all her pain.

Even though Yue Ya had a thousand words she wanted to say, she couldn’t utter a single one at this moment. Soon, however, she subconsciously wiped her tingling nose and declared loudly in a boastful tone, "My master is the True Disciple of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect, Zou Feng!"

The Black Robed Daoist thought, "Huh? Zou... Zou Feng!?"

He had actually realized things were looking grim earlier, but upon hearing the name "Zou Feng," he almost wet himself on the spot. Even more than fear, however, he felt a sense of absurdity. He wondered, "Why would Zou Feng take a little girl from Cheyue Country—who isn’t even a Cultivator—as his disciple?! If he wanted to kill me, he could have just said so! Did he really have to find such a ridiculous excuse?"

"Wait, this... this is a misunderstanding. Ah—"

Hundreds of Quantitative Tribulation Killing Needles had already pierced deeply into the Black Robed Daoist’s flesh and meridians. When Zou Feng used the Quantitative Tribulation Killing Needles to torture someone, the resulting effects naturally far surpassed any of the Black Robed Daoist’s methods. Moreover, although it seemed like the Black Robed Daoist had only just been pierced, in reality, he had already fallen into an Illusion Realm, effectively enduring three days and three nights of torment.

As a result, after howling miserably for only a brief moment, the Black Robed Daoist’s entire body contorted unnaturally as blood flowed from all his orifices. He was definitely beyond saving.

"Master, your disciple has not failed her mission!" Yue Ya didn’t pay any attention to the Black Robed Daoist’s fate. Instead, she quickly cupped the Blood Spirit Pill in both hands and offered it to Zou Feng.

For some reason, she felt that aside from becoming stronger, her master was also somewhat different from before. Mainly, there was a hint of unfamiliarity in the way he looked at her. Yet, Yue Ya could still be certain that this was the master she had been yearning for. It absolutely couldn’t be fake.

"You’ve worked hard. You are indeed my good disciple!"

Although he still hadn’t figured out the exact details of what had happened, Zou Feng knew very well that the girl had held on until now all for him. An Outer Body Incarnation was still a part of himself. This meant that if he were to encounter a similar situation, he would make the very same choices. Therefore, there was no difference between Zou Er taking on a disciple and him taking on one himself. It was just that his master-disciple bond with Yue Ya would only be fully forged after he integrated the Blood Spirit Pill.

Hearing this praise, Yue Ya felt that all her past suffering had been worth it. She couldn’t help but reveal a foolish, beaming smile, as happy as a child who had just received a piece of candy.

The next moment, just as Zou Feng was about to take the Blood Spirit Pill, an unexpected change occurred. High in the sky above Cheyue Country, a black lightning bolt as thick as a water vat suddenly struck down from the grayish-white clouds.

In that instant, Zou Feng couldn’t afford to reach for the Blood Spirit Pill. Without a moment’s delay, he pushed out a burst of Soft Force, bouncing Yue Ya far away. In truth, after executing this move, Zou Feng still could have snatched the Blood Spirit Pill out of thin air. However, a sudden sensation made him abandon the thought. Instead, he released Lu Wu from the Beast Taming Ring and let her follow Yue Ya away.

Sure enough, right after tossing Lu Wu aside, lightning bolts carrying even more terrifying might rained down on Zou Feng like a volley of ten thousand arrows, completely enveloping him. With dodging now impossible, Zou Feng immediately activated his Tribulation-Indestructible Body to forcefully endure this dense barrage of the Heaven-Struck and Thunder-Pierced.

"BWAHAHAHA... He came in! He actually dared to barge in alone!!"

"Who cares if you’re a Child of Fortune? Since you’re here, you must die!"

Beast-like roars continually echoed across the horizon. Fiery red clouds billowed out from the Royal Palace, surging forward with an aura of unparalleled Frenzy. Red Tiger appeared aggressively, a Big Saber over ten feet long resting on his shoulder.

A moment later, a deafening wolf howl rang out. The howl caused the hearts of numerous zombie-like Medicine Men to burst from the sheer shockwave, prematurely ending their torment. In the blink of an eye, a wicked, wild, and unrestrained cyan-robed man stood proudly beside Red Tiger.

With the Cyan Wolf’s arrival, the final Demon Immortal, Jade Fox, was naturally not far behind. Jade Fox didn’t have nearly as grand an entrance; she merely stepped out slowly from behind Red Tiger and Cyan Wolf, offering a constant, charming smile.

The three Demon Immortals who had wreaked havoc on Cheyue Country for years had now all gathered. They stared viciously at Zou Feng, their expressions conveying absolute certainty that they had him dead to rights.

Earlier, when they learned that Zou Feng had arrived, they seemed unfazed. However, Zou Feng’s reputation preceded him, ultimately leaving the three Demon Immortals feeling Tense. The main issue was that although they had made preparations in Cheyue Country, securing a guaranteed victory over him required Zou Feng to step into their Array. Thus, luring him in had become the most crucial aspect of this battle.

In the end, they never expected that what they sought would fall right into their laps without any effort...

They thought, "Zou Feng actually walked right in like a fool!?"

It could only be said that his past battle records had given this kid too much blind confidence, inflating his ego to no end.

At this moment, although Zou Feng had withstood the dense barrage of lightning, the power behind the strikes didn’t Scatter. Instead, it formed a Thunder Prison, trapping him within. Not only that, but Zou Feng clearly sensed that the Array enveloping Cheyue Country had suddenly opened some sort of floodgate compared to before, pouring out an unparalleled Frenzy of power like a tidal wave. Furthermore, even from within the Royal Palace of Cheyue Country, streaks of incredibly terrifying aura were bizarrely and continuously spilling out...

He wondered, "Could it be that besides the three Demon Immortals, there are other experts here?"

But he didn’t have the time to worry about that now. Zou Feng had to focus on enduring this wave of Heavenly Tribulation first. He refused to believe that a lightning attack of such magnitude could be sustained for long.

"Zou, do you know the name of the Array we specifically set up for you True Inheritors of the Immortal Sect?"

Red Tiger was truly ecstatic. Managing to snare Zou Feng would yield rewards far exceeding their previous estimates. As long as they successfully pulled off this job, they would instantly hit the jackpot.

Before Red Tiger could finish his clamoring, Cyan Wolf couldn’t help but interject with a sinister tone, "This Array is called the ’Demon-slaying Platform’!"

Zou Feng thought, "Demon-slaying Platform?"

Upon hearing the name of the Array, Zou Feng almost couldn’t hold back a laugh. These guys had actually gone out of their way to show it off! They were demons themselves—did they really not feel that this Array’s name was completely inauspicious for them?

Then again, these lunatics from the Ninefold Celestial Court obviously didn’t view themselves as devils or demons. They simply considered themselves Celestial Immortals.