Chapter 930: Taking the Opportunity to Settle a Score

Although the problem of the Yongshen Wheel had not been fully resolved, Ding Huan finally felt a little lighter in heart.

He controlled the Yongshen Wheel to glide effortlessly through Da Lun Mountain in Xiao Tian Xu, heading toward the Da Lun Vortex.

In fact, one could reach the Great Universe without entering Xiao Tian Xu.

But Ding Huan did not know the way, and he did not want to use the Eternal Life Talisman, so the dumbest yet simplest solution was to retrace his steps.

"How long have we been gone? Has Da Lun Mountain deteriorated this badly?"

Guan Huan stood on the deck of the Cosmic Cauldron, gazing at the ruined Da Lun Mountain, unable to help but sigh.

Ding Huan was also puzzled; logically, the culprit Qu Qu Beige had been killed by him.

Even if Qu Qu Beige were to rebuild a body and return, it would not happen in just a day or two.

Without Qu Qu Beige—a man determined to destroy Xiao Tian Xu—

why was Da Lun Mountain even more ruined than when they had left?

As Da Lun Mountain grew more ruined, Ding Huan merely sighed; he had no intention of stopping it.

After passing through Da Lun Mountain, Ding Huan accelerated the Yongshen Wheel's speed toward the Da Lun Vortex.

To Ding Huan's disbelief, he saw someone being chased into Da Lun Mountain again.

But then again, it was not surprising.

To leave Xiao Tian Xu, one could only pass through Da Lun Mountain.

Either exit through the Cosmic Wall, or through the Da Lun Vortex of Da Lun Mountain.

Just like him now—he was heading toward the Da Lun Vortex at the end of Da Lun Mountain.

Vortex.

Someone being chased would naturally want to escape through the Da Lun Vortex.

The person being chased was a young, beautiful woman with a seductive figure.

Ding Huan recognized her: Jiang Yiyu.

But now Jiang Yiyu's hair was disheveled, her body splattered with blood, her clothes long since torn beyond covering her body.

Even though her flight treasure was extraordinary,

Ding Huan judged that Jiang Yiyu would be caught before she reached the Da Lun Vortex.

He also clearly saw who was chasing her: Lan Xihé.

Though Lan Xihé had been powerless against Qu Qu Beige, this woman was a Seventh Step of the Dao—a being capable of crushing all of Xiao Tian Xu.

In Xiao Tian Xu, she was invincible.

"Hehe, once she was hunted like a dead dog. Now she's fine, and she's hunting others. This world truly is this way.

It fits perfectly with the cycle of cause and effect—karma never fails."

Guan Huan sighed.

Ding Huan agreed with Guan Huan—Jiang Yiyu was reaping what she had sown.

Qiao Qianhe replied: "Is this Jiang Yiyu from the Divine Maiden Holy Sect?"

Guan Huan nodded: "Yes, that Jiang Yiyu. I never expected her progress to be so great—in such a short time, her cultivation has caught up to Qin Qin."

Jiang Yiyu was now at the Yanjie Realm.

When he had gone to the Divine Maiden Holy Sect to rescue Bai Yue, this woman had not yet attained Eternal Life cultivation—her progress was indeed rapid.

If Zuo Qiong had not arrived, Jiang Yiyu would have been slain by him last time.

This woman used Bai Yue to establish the Divine Maiden Holy Sect.

Perhaps the destruction of Tian Huan Women's Palace was also tied to her.

Since it was Jiang Yiyu, Lan Xihé's pursuit was understandable.

But Lan Xihé was also incompetent.

A Seventh Step of the Dao couldn't kill a Yanjie cultivator—even now, she was still chasing her.

If she waited any longer, Jiang Yiyu might have escaped into the Da Lun Vortex.

As Guan Huan spoke, Jiang Yiyu had already arrived before Ding Huan and the others.

Though still fleeing, this woman slapped Ding Huan's Cosmic Cauldron with her palm.

Ding Huan was speechless—some people were evil to the core.

Jiang Yiyu knew she was doomed, so she intended to drag a few down with her.

This woman was unworthy of being called human.

She had no connection to them whatsoever, yet she tried to use them as shields.

"Boom!"

The Cosmic Cauldron's powerful backlash erupted outward.

The killing array's attack hurled Jiang Yiyu away, violent Dao rhythms slamming into her body.

Jiang Yiyu spat a jet of blood midair, her body flying backward and crashing to the ground.

"Serves her right—a vile woman, unrepentant to the end," Guan Huan cursed.

In an instant, Lan Xihé's ship arrived before Ding Huan.

Seeing the Cosmic Cauldron, she did not immediately go for Jiang Yiyu; instead, she hurried to Ding Huan's Cosmic Cauldron and bowed: "Lan Xihé pays homage to the Elder."

Jiang Yiyu, still spitting blood on the ground, froze.

She knew she was certain to die, which was why she tried to drag others down.

Of course, she also harbored another thought.

That Ding Huan's Cosmic Cauldron looked impressive—if she could hurl it toward Lan Xihé,

perhaps Lan Xihé would take an interest in the Cosmic Cauldron.

Whenever Lan Xihé wanted something from the Cosmic Pot, it would inevitably waste some time.

That little time wasted gave her a chance to run farther—what if she could slip past Lan Xihé's negligence and dash into the Great Wheel Vortex?

When she realized Lan Xihé addressed the people on the pot as "senior," regret flooded her heart like the Three Rivers and Five Seas.

If she had known the people on the pot were enough to make Lan Xihé fear them, she would never have lifted a hand—she would have begged for help immediately.

If she had just acted more frail and pitiful, the people on the pot would surely have saved her.

Now, regret came too late.

"Lan Xihé, weren't you born in Xiao Tianxu? Then why did you stop Qu Qu Beige from destroying Xiao Tianxu?"

"And yet Xiao Tianxu is still being destroyed—why haven't you stopped it? Is it because no one's chasing you anymore?"

Ding Huan's tone dripped with sarcasm.

Lan Xihé hurriedly said:

"This wasn't my doing—it was Chang Yun, Zuo Qiong, Chen Chi, and a few others. I'll summon them right away; they won't dare not come."

"Good. Go summon those people." Ding Huan's tone showed not the slightest hesitation.

Those bastards had once surrounded and tried to kill Guan Huan and Bai Yue and the others; back then, I had no choice but to detour into Tian Huan Abyss.

Now that they've come, I'll settle the score.

"Also, bring along Quan Qingcheng—the chairman of the Great Wheel Guild," Guan Huan quickly added.

Does he think Guan Huan is a nice guy?

Back then, a crowd attacked them; if not for Meng Chuan Nü, Guan Huan would've been drowned in a ditch—how could he forget that grudge?

"Yes, I'll summon them right away."

As Lan Xihé sent the messages, she cursed inwardly.

Ding Huan was a powerful cultivator; him ordering her around was fine.

But this tiny Creation Realm insect—what was he to dare order Lan Xihé around?

Yet he was close to Ding Huan; though she seethed inside, she still had to obey Guan Huan's words.

"Old Guan, that's the spirit—repay grudges, settle scores." Ding Huan clapped Guan Huan on the shoulder.

Guan Huan had been too soft before.

If Ding Huan hadn't come seeking revenge against Chang Yun and the others, Guan Huan would never have bothered to seek revenge himself.

Guan Huan sighed: "Ding Huan brother, since I've been with you, my nature has changed a lot. Before, I'd have just let it go—sigh."

"Brother Guan, this is a good thing; otherwise, your Dao would remain stagnant." Qiao Qianhe spoke solemnly.

Guan Huan understood Qiao Qianhe meant well—he knew the truth himself.

When your cultivation was low, it didn't matter. But now that you've reached your level…

When you lack reason and power, enduring is normal; but when you have both reason and power and still endure, that truly damages your Dao heart.

"Senior, save me! Lan Xihé, relying on her higher cultivation, forced me to become her consort's furnace base—I refused, so she tried to kill me."

"Just now, I thought your spaceship was Lan Xihé's doing to block me—that's why I acted foolishly…"

Jiang Yiyu rushed forward, knelt before Ding Huan's Cosmic Pot, tears streaming down her face.

Every word dripped with blood, tears, and bitter resentment.

This wasn't some earth-shattering injustice—it couldn't possibly convey such fury.

If Ding Huan didn't know what this woman truly was, he might've investigated.

Now he could only sigh—this green tea had been born in the wrong place; she should've gone where green teas ruled.

Lan Xihé's face had turned pale; she had just sent messages to Chang Yun and the others, ordering them to gather here quickly.

"I never did any such thing," Lan Xihé could only utter weak words to express her inner rage.

In terms of verbal skill, ten Lan Xihés couldn't match Jiang Yiyu.

Ding Huan said coolly: "If I'm not mistaken, you're also a disciple of the Tian Huan Women's Palace—how dare you defy your founding Ancestor?"

"To be chosen as a furnace base is such a blessing, yet you refuse? Are you trying to betray your sect and annihilate your ancestors?"

Jiang Yiyu froze completely.

This script wasn't right.

"Jiang Yiyu, you deceived my brother Bai Yue, imprisoned my friend Zhong Di in the Tian Huan Abyss, and locked Bai Yue inside your treasure."

"You wretched woman—even being killed ten thousand times wouldn't be enough."

Guan Huan was still a decent man—but even decent men were driven to laugh bitterly by Jiang Yiyu.

Hearing Ding Huan and Guan Huan's words, Lan Xihé exhaled in relief.

If that was the case, she could rest easy.

Jiang Yiyu finally saw Guan Huan behind Ding Huan.

Her mind went numb—she knew it was over.

Of course she recognized Guan Huan—his presence here meant the "senior" she had just called was Ding Huan.

Her gaze landed on Ding Huan—she recognized him.

Ding Huan had once shattered the gates of her Divine Maiden Holy Sect—how could she forget?

And that Cosmic Pot—it was so familiar, yet she hadn't recognized it at first.

The name "Two Huan of Tianxu"—who in Xiao Tianxu didn't know it, who hadn't heard of it?

In her panic, and since Lan Xihé called him "senior," she hadn't realized it.

She didn't understand why Lan Xihé called Ding Huan "senior"—but when Lan Xihé's hand seal had blasted toward her, all chance to beg for mercy was gone.

Boom!

A mist of blood exploded—Lan Xihé destroyed Jiang Yiyu's physical body and tore open her world.

Ding Huan watched from the side; Lan Xihe was, after all, not too shabby.

Although Jiang Yiyu also cultivated the arts passed down from Lan Xihe, the fact that Lan Xihe could tear open Jiang Yiyu's world at the Derivation Realm meant she had some real skill.

Whether it was Chang Yun, Zuo Qiong, or Chen Chi and Quan Qingcheng.

They all had their own teleportation arrays at Dalun Mountain.

These people had been fighting each other to the death in the Little Sky Market, but in truth they all knew that the only way out of the Little Sky Market lay at Dalun Mountain.

So in no time at all, several streaks of escape light rushed over.

They had been fighting fiercely among themselves just moments ago, but in front of Lan Xihe, each and every one of them became as obedient as little chicks.

These people all knew exactly what kind of person Lan Xihe was.

Lan Xihe alone could easily flatten every single one of their Dao Courts and cut them all down.

When Lan Xihe called them over, they did not dare disobey.