Chapter 1031: Rose Castle

Chapter 1031: Chapter 1017: Rose Castle

Su Muyao listened to the system’s words, her expression changed, it was possible to do so.

“The former owner of this Demon God Palace was truly remarkable, to think of such a way to pass on demon techniques.”

“For ordinary people, it’s really not easy to pass such trials.”

The system said, “That’s right, that’s why the Demon Realm hasn’t been opened, and no Demon God has appeared in the Demon Realm.”

“The Dark Beastmen have always been in chaos.”

“But as long as Xie Guixue becomes the Demon God, all problems in the Demon Realm will be resolved.”

Su Muyao nodded, thinking it made sense.

Su Muyao looked at Xie Guixue and said, “Are you going to cultivate this cultivation technique immediately?”

Su Muyao was very clear that the power of the Heartless Path she had previously sealed in Xie Guixue was about to dissipate.

The power of the Heartless Path would surge out and needed to be converted immediately.

Xie Guixue nodded, just looking at Su Muyao with unease.

Meeting Xie Guixue’s gaze, Su Muyao understood everything, “You don’t need to worry about me, there’s plenty of supplies in the space, you just focus on cultivating.”

“There’s a room over there, I’ll get out the Beast Skin Magic Crystal for you, you can use it anytime.”

Xie Guixue used his spirit to probe the surroundings and found no danger or problems, so he took some things out of the Space Ring.

He went to the room next door, where there was a bed and cabinets, but nothing else.

Xie Guixue took out bedding and carefully laid them out, even setting up the carpet.

He also took out many daily necessities.

He almost turned the entire room into Su Muyao’s boudoir.

Everything was complete, and after tidying up, it looked especially cozy and warm.

Standing on the soft Beast Skin felt very comfortable.

Xie Guixue even built a stove for Su Muyao and put various pots on it.

The Demon God Palace also had ventilation, allowing for airflow.

After arranging everything, Xie Guixue finally sat in meditation to cultivate by the cultivation technique wall.

Su Muyao took care of herself, wandering around the Demon God Palace when she had nothing to do, and slept when she was full, cultivated and ate after waking up.

However, after wandering in the Demon God Palace for twenty days, Su Muyao seemed to trigger some mechanism, suddenly entering a hidden room.

It was like a small palace space, very dark, but with the Luminous Pearl Xie Guixue gave her, Su Muyao could see the space clearly.

There were several paintings hanging on the walls.

When she took a closer look at the paintings, Su Muyao’s heart shook.

The gothic dark painting style, one picture was of a Black Dragon.

Looking at that Black Dragon, it greatly resembled Di Fu Yuan’s true form, and the image seemed like a three-dimensional relief, with an unknown method of creation.

Su Muyao couldn’t help but approach and gently touched it with her hand. Just then, she felt as if she were pulled into the painting, seeing a Black Dragon soaring among the clouds, exuding a powerful pressure that made her soul tremble.

Every black-golden scale on its body shimmered with captivating brilliance.

So dazzling, like a Black Moon Stone.

Just looking at it made her heart pound fiercely.

In no time, Su Muyao came out of the painting.

“A very magical and bizarre feeling.”

She looked at the adjacent painting, a black castle surrounded by red roses with a moon at the top, its light bathing the castle, appearing mysterious and dangerous.

“I shouldn’t get close; it would be dangerous.”

Su Muyao murmured to herself, but just by glancing at the painting on the wall, her heart raced, compelling her to approach the painting uncontrollably.

As if drawn by some force, she couldn’t control herself.

So when Su Muyao’s fingers, against her will, touched the painting, she was once again pulled inside.

This time she stood outside the castle gate, under the bright moonlight, where red rosebuds entwined on the castle swayed gently, looking like blood-colored roses.

“These are blood-colored roses, different from the red roses I’ve seen before.”

These rose flowers had many thorns.

Suddenly, a blood-colored rose sprouted thorns, pricking Su Muyao’s finger, droplets of blood falling onto the blood-colored rose, causing them to all bloom brilliantly, becoming dazzlingly strange.

Emitting an oddly gorgeous floral fragrance that made one dizzy.

In a daze, a small gate entwined with roses beside the castle opened as if beckoning Su Muyao to enter.

All the roses turned towards her, swaying in the wind.

Su Muyao, in a daze, walked inside, but as soon as she stepped in, she saw a figure sitting by the railing halfway up the castle. He wore a black robe embroidered with blood thorns and rose patterns, gazing at the moonlight, exuding a faint black aura, surrounded by an air of melancholy.

As if sensing something, he slowly turned his head as the wind blew, revealing a face that was vividly beautiful and wickedly seductive, especially the blood-colored eyes, which were eerie and dangerous.

That face was identical to Shen Ci’an and Xuan Che.

Yet it seemed slightly different.

Who exactly was he?

It seemed as if he saw her, and Su Muyao was suddenly lifted into the air, wings extending, flying towards her direction.

But just as he was about to exit the castle, some force from the sky seemed to suppress him instantly.

He fell into the courtyard, pierced by thorns from the blood roses.

Blood gradually spread, staining everything, the blood roses becoming increasingly radiant.

He seemed unable to move.

Witnessing the face identical to Shen Ci’an and Xuan Che enduring this, Su Muyao couldn’t bear it, feeling an uncontrollable urge to help.

Yet she seemed to be isolated by some power.

“Are you alright, is there anything wrong?”

His body moved slightly, voice drifting lazily, as if echoing through eternity, “I’m waiting for you, waiting for you to return…”

“Remember the Blood… Spirit Clan…”

Hearing that voice, Su Muyao’s Heart String trembled intensely.

Moreover, Blood Spirit Clan, wasn’t that the legendary origin of the Blood Clan?

Teng Lixuan had mentioned it before.

Immediately, the blood-colored mist dispersed, and Su Muyao emerged from the painting.

She clutched her rapidly beating heart, feeling that the recent experience wasn’t an illusion, it was too real, causing her heart to race.

Thump thump thump, as if it would leap out.

After a short while, she continued looking aside, unexpectedly seeing the form of the Chaotic Wild Beast.

“Why is there a painting of a Chaotic Wild Beast here?”

Thinking of Cui Liyi, Su Muyao’s expression turned complex.

Before she could think further, she felt the Demon God Palace begin to shake.

There seemed to be a strong energy fluctuation.

The system excitedly said, “Host, it’s from Xie Guixue’s cultivation, he’s about to succeed.”

Su Muyao’s face changed, she couldn’t afford to look further, directly exiting the room.

“No, I just saw an ancient book, forgot to take it out.”

When Su Muyao turned back to enter again, she found the previous room had disappeared.

As if it was a place that appeared out of thin air.

Su Muyao was deeply uneasy, “System, did you see anything just now?”

“Host, I didn’t see anything.”