Chapter 123: One Seal Overturns the Sky! Liu Yiyi Goes Home!

Bang!

A muffled, thunder-like explosion blasted in the silent forest.

The sound was deafening, like the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, startling countless birds, which fluttered toward the night sky.

The earth trembled, and the grass and trees within dozens of meters bent, shattered, and burned under the impact of the flames.

The forest trembled violently as if a dragon were turning over, and the shockwave spread in all directions with the fire seal as the center, kicking up sky-filling dust and rubble.

Crimson-gold flames surged like an angry dragon, burning everything within a dozen meters to ashes, the ground charred black, and the air filled with a strong burnt smell.

At the center of the flames, the earth was blasted into a huge "Big" character-shaped deep pit, the edges charred, presenting a glass-like luster, still emitting wisps of blue smoke.

The pit was about a zhang deep, the bottom as flat as if shaved, as if a giant invisible hammer had slammed down, or as if a god's iron palm had branded the earth.

A figure with white hair and a straight back stepped lightly on the night wind, slowly arriving above the flames.

The night wind brushed his sleeves, making them flutter, and the moonlight spread a silver radiance behind him, reflecting that withered figure like a god descended from the nine heavens.

It was none other than Jiang Ye.

He had indeed intended to slip away.

Although the black-robed man had lost an arm and was heavily injured, his Half-Divine Qi Realm foundation remained, and he had seen the terror of that murderous intent with his own eyes.

But the thought that he could fly and had the bird-form true intent "Soaring Through the Sky" to save his life made him unable to suppress his thoughts, and he mobilized his deer-form true intent, silently sneaking back to see if there was a chance to pick up scraps.

As it turned out, he really did pick up scraps.

"The power of this Flame Explosion Burning Heaven Seal is actually this terrifying..."

Jiang Ye looked at the "Big" character-shaped deep pit below, a flash of shock in his aged eyes.

He felt this move was slightly beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts.

The moment the fire seal condensed, he felt as if he were holding a miniature scorching sun.

Just this one move almost drained all the Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi in his body, and the crimson-gold pill in his dantian dimmed slightly.

"That Seven Kill Sect demon should be dead by now..."

Jiang Ye looked at the deep pit below, his eyes narrowing slightly, mobilizing the little Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi left in his body to activate his Fire Eye.

Crimson-gold flames jumped in his eyes, piercing through the curling blue smoke to look straight into the bottom of the pit.

The next instant.

Jiang Ye's expression changed drastically.

This was more than just dead.

He had already been burned to charcoal!

What came into his view was a charred, severed-armed skeleton, the skin and flesh long since turned to ashes, leaving only the charred skeleton barely maintaining a human shape.

On that face, the skin and flesh were burned away, revealing a hideous skull, but the expression before death could still be vaguely seen on the bones.

Mouth wide open, eye sockets deeply sunken, every bone seam revealing extreme fear and pain.

It didn't look human at all.

Seeing this scene, even Jiang Ye couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Who would have thought that the Seven Kill Sect demon who made people in Yunling Prefecture tremble, a Half-Divine Qi Realm powerhouse, would end up in such a state.

No corpse left, turned to ashes, not even a complete skeleton remained.

Following closely, he suddenly thought of something, and a look of pain and regret appeared on his face.

Oh no!

This move burned the person directly into charcoal, wouldn't the things the other party carried also be burned away!

How was he supposed to loot the corpse!

Yang Han had gone to such lengths to kill the other party; it was impossible that she didn't covet anything.

Jiang Ye pointed his feet lightly and jumped directly from mid-air into the "Big" character-shaped deep pit that was still emitting high heat.

The moment his soles touched the bottom of the pit, a scorching heat rushed toward him, making the air so hot it was difficult to breathe.

Fortunately, he had Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi to protect his body, so he wasn't afraid of this residual heat, and he hurriedly squatted down to rummage through the charred skeleton.

His fingers touched the scorching bones, emitting a "clatter clatter" fine sound, some bones already so brittle they were about to fall apart. He searched carefully.

"Nothing..."

Jiang Ye's heart sank.

He didn't believe it and continued to rummage, his fingers searching carefully between the bone seams, not even letting go of every inch of charred soil.

After a long while, his fingertips finally touched a hard, round object, which rolled out from the chest of the skeleton.

He hurriedly picked it up and brushed off the ashes.

It was a pitch-black bead, about the size of a dragon's eye, cool to the touch, heavy, the surface smooth as a mirror, with faint luster flowing.

Jiang Ye's eyes brightened immediately.

Being able to remain intact under the bombardment of his Flame Explosion Burning Heaven Seal, when even the skeleton was burned to ashes, this bead was definitely not an ordinary item.

He picked up the bead and sized it up carefully, turning it over several times, but didn't find anything special.

Except for being cool to the touch, it was no different from an ordinary obsidian.

He could only activate his Fire Eye again, crimson-gold flames jumping in his eyes, his gaze piercing through the surface of the bead.

The moment it entered his eyes, he saw wisps of flowing black qi from inside the pitch-black, translucent bead, like living things entrenched inside the bead, slowly swimming, as if they had life.

That black qi was as thick as ink, surging, entwining, gathering, and scattering inside the bead, each flow carrying a kind of indescribable eeriness.

"Ugh..."

Jiang Ye felt a chill for no reason; that black qi seemed to have some kind of magic, making his mind sway, as if staring into an abyss.

A sense of heart-palpitation rose from the bottom of his heart, and he hurriedly closed his Fire Eye, holding the bead far away, gasping for air.

A layer of fine, cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

"What on earth is this thing..."

He muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of wariness.

The bead lay quietly in his palm, still looking inconspicuous, but looking at it now, he felt the blackness was bottomless, as if some unspeakable existence was hidden inside.

"Forget it, put it away first."

After pondering for a good while, Jiang Ye shook his head slightly, carefully tucked the bead into his bosom, and kept it close to his body.

After taking one last look at the charred skeleton at the bottom of the pit, he drew his cold, gleaming curved blade and hacked it into pieces with a few strikes, until not even a bone shape could be seen, before leaving silently.

By the time he returned silently to the Profound Heaven Sect camp, the night was deep.

Most of the disciples had already crawled into their tents, and only a few on night watch were still forcing themselves to stay awake, chatting in low voices.

Zheng Hui, that little girl, had rolled into Chen Chen Lili's arms at some point, her head resting on Chen Chen Lili's shoulder, her little face buried in her neck, sleeping exceptionally peacefully, a trace of bright saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth, no longer looking like the terrified girl from before.

She even smacked her lips in her sleep, not knowing what kind of sweet dream she was having.

Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile, a hint of rare softness appearing on his aged face.

He then returned to his mountain rock, sat cross-legged, and began to rest with his eyes closed.

The next day, the sky lightened slightly, and the east turned a fish-belly white.

Because they were in a hurry to return to the sect, everyone got up very early and set off after a hasty meal of dry rations.

On the way back, because the two had fought side-by-side in the ruin, the relationship between Jiang Ye and Zheng Feng went a step further.

The two rode side-by-side, chatting enthusiastically, from martial arts cultivation to anecdotes of the Jianghu, and from anecdotes of the Jianghu to the customs of their respective hometowns. Zheng Feng came from a giant city in Linzhou and was well-informed; even Jiang Ye listened with great interest when he talked about the customs of those big cities.

Sometimes Xie Tang would occasionally ride over to chat for a few sentences, and the three of them talked freely, the atmosphere quite harmonious.

Zheng Hui and Chen Chen Lili were even more inseparable, their two horses walking side-by-side, chattering endlessly, becoming a pair of sisters who talked about everything.

"Disciple Chen, you don't know, that Miss Yang is truly fragrant from head to toe; I've never smelled anyone so fragrant."

Thinking of Yang Han, Zheng Hui had a look of reminiscence, unable to help but sigh: "I suspect she never farts... or if she does, it's fragrant..."

"Ah? Is it that exaggerated..."

Chen Chen Lili was slightly startled, blinking her eyes.

Because of her family, she had known Yang Han for many years; she acknowledged that the other party was peerlessly beautiful.

But "even farts are fragrant"—this was too exaggerated, right?

But thinking about it, this girl Zheng Hui had a very sharp nose; if she said it was fragrant, it must be fragrant.

Such a perfect woman made her heart feel a trace of sour envy.

Following closely, she seemed to think of something, a look of ambiguous laughter appearing on her pretty face, and she leaned into Zheng Hui's ear, lowering her voice and giggling:

"Xu Xu Shijie Yang is so perfect, she's going to suffer after she gets married..."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hui's round eyes showed a hint of confusion, and she tilted her head, asking uncomprehendingly:

"Disciple Chen, why is that? Miss Yang is so beautiful; shouldn't she be doted on after she gets married?"

Looking at the ignorant Zheng Hui, Chen Chen Lili licked her lips, her smile becoming more and more meaningful.

She leaned closer, her voice lower, carrying a hint of experienced mischief:

"Xiao Hui, you don't understand this!"

"It's precisely because Xu Xu Shijie Yang is too beautiful and too doted on that she will suffer..."

"Generally speaking, when it's that time of the month, it's when a woman rests."

"But you said Xu Xu Shijie Yang's farts are fragrant... then she might not have any time to rest..."

The confusion in Zheng Hui's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and she was about to open her mouth to ask, her mouth already open.

Jiang Ye, who had sharp senses, heard the low-voiced chat between the two behind him and almost couldn't hold it together.

No...

What are you two talking about.

His eyes twitched slightly, his old face rarely feeling a bit hot.

This Chen Chen Lili, the words coming out of her mouth were getting more and more outrageous.

He couldn't help but cough lightly, interrupting Chen Chen Lili's bold remarks.

Before, it was Zheng Feng who was worried that Chen Chen Lili would lead Zheng Hui astray; now, even he began to worry.

This girl was conservative on the inside, but her personality was too jumpy; the words coming out of her mouth were even too much for him to handle.

Hearing Jiang Ye's light cough, Chen Chen Lili giggled and immediately began to change the subject, pulling Zheng Hui to talk about other things.

However, hearing the two mention Yang Han, a playful curve appeared at the corner of Jiang Ye's mouth.

That girl still owed him two layers of the murderous intent secret technique.

Jiang Ye estimated that Yang Han should be hiding somewhere to heal her injuries now and shouldn't have the guts to come find him.

"However, the eldest daughter of the Yang family can run away from the monk, but she can't run away from the temple."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly, suppressing the thoughts in his mind.

After returning to the sect and settling down, it wouldn't be too late to settle this account with her slowly.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days later. 【

The members of the Profound Heaven Sect finally returned to the prefecture city, travel-worn and weary.

It was already afternoon when the group passed through the city gate.

The nerves that had been taut throughout the journey finally relaxed, and the disciples all wore expressions of relief, with some even cheering in low voices.

Not long after entering the city gate, a young girl with a cold temperament and a graceful figure rode her horse to Jiang Ye's side, dismounted, and stood respectfully.

It was none other than Liu Liu Yiyi.

"Elder Jiang, it has been some time since I last returned home since joining the sect."

Liu Liu Yiyi bowed slightly to Jiang Ye and spoke softly, a rare hint of softness appearing on her cold face. "I would like to take this opportunity to go home and see my father and mother. I hope Elder Jiang will grant me permission."

Jiang Ye's heart stirred, and his gaze lingered on her face for a moment.

He knew that Liu Liu Yiyi must be intending to return to bring that "Canglan True Water Qi-Nurturing Method" to Liu Liu Qingshi.

"No matter, wanting to go home is human nature. You may go."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly, his tone carrying the gentleness of an elder.

He paused and added, "Be careful on the road, and return to the sect early."