Chapter 1118 - 930: All Slain

As time passed, the lockdown of the Refining Heaven Sect, and even the entire Yan State, was lifted.

You can't say that just because someone peeked at Situ Gu's disciple bathing, the entire Yan State's operation remains indefinitely halted; it's unreasonable.

Again on the lake, Situ Zhen was alone in a black-roofed boat, and then the man wearing a disguise seized the opportunity to surface from the water and board the boat.

After boarding and paying respects, the disguised man asked, "Holy Lady, has the investigation been lifted since we discovered it was unlocked? Is the person secretly watching no longer being pursued?"

Situ Zhen: "Caught in my God-slaying Technique, unless there's a way to dissolve it, otherwise that life is already gone. If it can be dissolved, we've lost the clue, and further lockdown would be meaningless."

The disguised man worriedly said, "The problem is, I don't know where he followed me from, nor how long he has been following me. If he knows my details, the consequences are unimaginable."

Sitting cross-legged, Situ Zhen indifferently said, "Hopefully, he knows your details; the fear is that the other party doesn't know."

Shock reflected in the disguised man's eyes, "Holy Lady, what do you mean by this?"

Situ Zhen said, "I said, the skill being cultivated by the other party holds great value. Since he cannot be found, let's see if we can lure him out; whoever moves you might be connected to the target."

The disguised man was momentarily speechless and even a bit anxious; isn't he being used as bait? If something happens, he would be the first to bear the brunt.

But he didn't dare say he didn't want to be bait; the other's nature did not tolerate defiance.

As if sensing his concerns, Situ Zhen comforted, "Don't worry, the other party is also a Demon Cultivator, not daring to truly overturn everything. Now, the fear is that he might have already died under my God-slaying Technique. Logically, someone able to cultivate the 'Divine Splitting Skill' shouldn't be an unknown person. Sort it carefully, and investigate for me thoroughly!"

The disguised man said, "Holy Lady, that's exactly what I came here to say. This time, I did find someone who has cultivated this skill. That was before the Netherworld was sealed. A person named Yu Xuanbing, known as the Cultivation World's number one assassin, was besieged by several factions and fled into the Netherworld. Coincidentally, the Netherworld sealed itself, trapping Yu Xuanbing and his pursuers together inside."

Situ Zhen hesitated and said, "A person who cultivated the Divine Splitting Technique is unlikely to have escaped unnoticed before the Netherworld's sealing."

The disguised man replied, "That is unknown. In any case, since then, there's been no news of Yu Xuanbing externally, nor is it known if he has any descendants outside."

Situ Zhen said, "The successors of such skills are not easily found. After you return, be cautious and pay attention to any abnormal changes in your surroundings. We don't know who the person is, but someone definitely does."

In Tianyu Dingnan Prefecture City, occupying a spiritually rich yet quietly situated plot, almost considered to be second-tier top-level within the city, it was one of the plots sold relatively early; suddenly some wealthy people appeared, and, piece by piece, it was quickly transformed into a set of deep mansion courtyards.

Currently, Shi Chun is in one such courtyard, unusually engaged with a woman day and night.

This woman is naturally the Red-clothed Woman. When Shi Chun returned, he found this woman had returned, and without permission, she entered and treated herself as the mistress. Her indifferent nonchalance indeed made Shi Chun somewhat amused and helpless.

While the Red-clothed Woman was busying herself with some flowers and plants in the courtyard, he hid under the eaves watching her, trying to avoid being seen outside during the daytime and only taking leisurely strolls hand in hand under the starry night with her in the courtyard.

The two still share common hobbies, discovering by chance that they both enjoy reading. Sometimes you rest on my arm and flip through a book, or sometimes I rest on yours, or seated back to back on a couch, you read a passage aloud to me, and I'll read one to you, harmonizing when encountering a good segment.

While the Red-clothed Woman was washing hands to make soup, Shi Chun sneaked into the kitchen behind her, hugged her, kissed her ear and neck, and as he caressed her belly, said, "About the matter of introducing industry, have you talked to your uncle? Why hasn't there been any response yet?"

The Red-clothed Woman bumped her head into his chin, "Why talk about such discouraging matters when everything's fine?"

She was indeed somewhat displeased; she quite liked this state of life now, and Shi Chun's words often pulled her out of it.

Of course, she only enjoyed the experience, unwilling to give up everything she held above others.

Shi Chun knew how to please her, lifting his hand to peel off the clothing on her shoulder, kissing her exposed white and fragrant shoulder, said, "If I'm good, then you're well off. It's not ideal to always rely on your uncle; if I become a high-ranking official, I can better support you."

"A high-ranking official?" The Red-clothed Woman chuckled softly, raising a hand over her shoulder and patting his face, "I've told you, I've talked to him about it, everything has a process, wait a bit longer. Now, first taste my soup."

From the kitchen window, the mountain visible in the courtyard, Feng Xi chatting with people, suddenly turned around to look at the top of the courtyard wall.

An invisible red mist abruptly and cautiously withdrew.

Feng Xi, with a flicker, appeared atop the wall, sniffed with his nose, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

A Phoenix Clan attendant flashed to his side, asking, "Clan Leader, what's wrong?"

Feng Xi hesitantly said, "It seems like something."

The attendant looked around but saw nothing unusual.

After the two swiftly returned to the courtyard, Feng Xi pondered for a moment and said, "Whether or not it's an illusion, inform the others that from today on, all communication here will be through sound transmission."

"Yes," the attendant replied.

Inside a room on the mountain, Yu Xuanbing, meditating cross-legged, retrieved a red mist back into his body, suddenly opened his eyes, and slowly relaxed from the tenseness.

The healing effect of the dried Jade Marrow Fruit was excellent; his injuries had completely healed, and his eyes had returned to normal.

After recovering, Shi Chun assigned him a task, asking him to spy on the three Demon Realm bigwigs who were lingering at his house, secretly observing their private activities.

Yu Xuanbing hesitated for a long time regarding spying on Feng Xi, knowing that the Phoenix Clan had a natural restraint against demons and ghosts. Approaching them to use demon skills would easily reveal him. This time, he only tried to get close, hoping to catch a glimpse over the wall, but he was still detected.

Thinking it over, he had to give up, closing his eyes again to focus his spell on Kuang Yao Bi Dao and Luo Xian'er.

Given the substantial power of the two Demon Kings, Yu Xuanbing dared not observe them too closely with his skill, always maintaining a safe distance. He had suffered losses in this regard in the past.

This was also why his identity as an assassin walking in the shadows had been uncovered back then.

Even if he could get close, it was hard to steal any useful information. Those strong in cultivation would always communicate important matters through sound transmission.

By the vibrant lake in West Ox Butterfly Valley, among the floating flowers, sat a charming man in white, his long hair draped over his shoulders. Leaning against a flower bed, he listened silently as Chai Wenwu bragged below.

Old Chai's presence here was for his ongoing mission; the details of the so-called industry transfer between Bi Dao and Luo Xian'er were handled by Feng Chi.

The charming man who seemed to drift on clouds above the flower bed was none other than Bai Sheng, the Illusion Demon King of Butterfly Valley.

No matter how eloquent Old Chai was, Bai Sheng showed no reaction.

After Old Chai awkwardly fell silent, Bai Sheng suddenly stood up and said, "City Lord Chai makes a valid point. The newly opened Heavenly Domain is indeed a good opportunity to seize the initiative. Please, City Lord Chai, lead the way to the Heavenly Domain Dingnan Prefecture for an on-site visit."

"Ah..." Chai Wenwu was dumbfounded. Just like that?

His subordinates were also watching each other in surprise.

After talking for so long without a word from the Demon King, now with one sentence, it's settled?

And why was a mighty Demon King personally going?

Seeing Old Chai still in a daze, the voice of Demon King Bai Sheng turned slightly cold, "What, you're unwilling?"

"Ah, no, no, whenever the king wants to go, we will."

"There's no time like the present; let's go."

Chai Wenwu, who had just arrived from the Heavenly Domain, turned around and led his guest back.

As night fell, the countless lights of Tianyu Dingnan Prefecture were enchanting.

Some liked to use Sandal Gold Illumination, while others preferred traditional firelight. The Red-clothed Woman loved fire, guarding a lone lamp, nodding off now and then, occasionally opening her eyes to adjust the lamp's brightness, then resting her hand on Shi Chun's cheek as if petting a cat.

Shi Chun lay with his head on her belly, crossing his legs and holding a book, flipping through it.

Amidst the night, several small black insects flew around the city, entering the garden where the lamplight flickered to survey the area before flying into the lit room, entering through the eaves and landing on the roof above the Red-clothed Woman and Shi Chun.

The people below, one reading a book at ease, the other relaxing with eyes closed.

Soon after, the insects took flight again, exiting the room the way they came.

Immediately upon exiting, they flew high and straight towards the Commander Mansion built against the mountain.

Just as they neared the mountain gate, the Red-clothed Woman flicked Shi Chun's earlobe with her finger, and the small flying insects suddenly started dropping, their heads suddenly twisted off, crashing to the ground.

Throughout the city, without exception, all similar small black insects, regardless of whether they were flying in the air or resting somewhere, numbering tens of thousands, were simultaneously decapitated in an instant.

Shi Chun, feeling the pain in his ear, reached over to pinch the Red-clothed Woman's chest in warning, "We agreed to rest for a few days, don't get restless."

In the guest courtyard atop the mountain, Luo Xian'er, who was hesitating at the chessboard, suddenly looked up to see Black Nanny, her opponent, suddenly turn pale, clutching the chess table for support as she swayed unsteadily before vomiting a mouthful of black liquid that stained the board.

Luo Xian'er asked in surprise, "What happened?"

After catching her breath, Black Nanny slowly raised her head and said, "Dead. Great King, all thirty thousand of my Unity Worms are dead."

Luo Xian'er quickly got up to open the window, looking towards the countless lights of the city, but saw no unusual movement; turning back, she asked, "How could they all be dead? Didn't they scatter?"

Fear flickered in Black Nanny's eyes as she stood up with the table's support, "They scattered, not only in the city but also on this mountain, all simultaneously killed."