Chapter 180: Xiong Batian is the Old Turtle's Good Friend

Gui Chengxiang was so terrified that his soul flew away and his guts scattered; he subconsciously retreated a few steps and, in his carelessness, knocked over the wine table beside him.

With a "clatter," the wine cups shattered all over the floor.

At the same time, an exquisite little jade bottle slid out from Gui Chengxiang's sleeve and rolled to the feet of the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor bent down to pick up the jade bottle, opened it, and saw that it actually contained a few spirit fruits!

The entire hall fell silent.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Gui Chengxiang.

Gui Chengxiang's face was deathly pale, his whole body trembling, and he could not utter a single word.

He never imagined that the plan he had racked his brains to devise would fall apart because of a wine cup!

The Demon Emperor looked at the spirit fruits in his hand, then looked at Gui Chengxiang, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, his tone icy, "Gui Chengxiang, what else do you have to say for yourself?"

Gui Chengxiang collapsed to his knees in despair; he knew he was finished...

At this moment, Zhang Yi suddenly said, "Your Majesty, this humble Daoist still has one thing I do not understand."

He pointed at Gui Chengxiang and asked, "Why did you steal the spirit fruits? As a Chancellor, what kind of treasure do you not have? Why take such a great risk?"

Gui Chengxiang raised his head.

A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Because... I want to kill you!"

Zhang Yi feigned surprise and raised an eyebrow.

He waved his fan and laughed dashingly, "Oh my, old Chancellor, the way you put it—you and I have no past grievances or recent grudges, so why are you so eager to kill me?"

"Could it be that I accidentally stepped on your tail at some point, and you have been harboring a grudge?"

Gui Chengxiang was now at the end of his rope, so he simply threw caution to the wind.

He rasped, "Little Wangri Bird, stop playing dumb!"

"You caused my friend Brother Batian to lose his hands and feet, and now he is like a cripple; this hatred is irreconcilable!"

"Xiong Batian?"

Zhang Yi feigned a thoughtful expression and rubbed his chin.

"Oh, you mean that blind bear? Tsk tsk, I remember now; last time at the Demon Saint Mansion, he was indeed a bit... impolite."

"However, old turtle, him ending up like that is his own fault. Who told him to insist on provoking me, Zhang Yi!"

"You!"

Gui Chengxiang was trembling with rage.

He pointed at Zhang Yi's nose and cursed, "Last time I went to the Demon Saint Mansion to visit Brother Batian, I saw with my own eyes that his hands and feet were severed and he was on the verge of death! He told me himself that it was you, you little beast, who did it! To snatch his 'Devour' skill, you beat him into a serious injury and cut off his four limbs; your methods were so cruel they make one's hair stand on end!"

Zhang Yi was almost so angry he laughed.

It was clearly that guy who had provoked him again and again.

Later, after he had subdued him, the guy offered to trade his hands and feet for his life to save his own skin, which was why he hadn't killed him.

Now, it turns out he went around filing complaints.

If he had known, he should have just killed him back then and ended it once and for all.

Zhang Yi "suddenly realized" and slapped his forehead, "Oh, you mean that 'Devour' skill? I don't covet that thing, because I have it too."

As he spoke, Zhang Yi intentionally wore a smug smile.

Gui Chengxiang's eyes turned red; he wanted nothing more than to pounce and bite Zhang Yi to death.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Little beast, you dare to humiliate this old man like this! Even if I have to throw away this old life today, I will avenge Brother Batian!"

"Sigh, Chancellor, why must you do this?"

Zhang Yi shook his head and sighed, "You are at such an age, why bother throwing away your own life for a blind bear?"

"Besides, even if you kill me, you won't be able to get his hands and feet back."

"Shut up!"

Gui Chengxiang roared, "Brother Batian and I are as close as brothers; since you have fallen into my hands today, I will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Yi put away his irreverent attitude, "So you are admitting that you instigated Heilong and the flood dragon to steal my spirit fruits?"

Gui Chengxiang snorted coldly, "That's right! You harmed Brother Batian, so I will make you taste the feeling of losing everything too!"

"I originally planned to torture you slowly and make you wish you were dead!"

"Who knew you would be so cunning and find your way to me so quickly!"

"Old Chancellor, your plan was indeed quite good."

Zhang Yi nodded, "It's just a pity that you miscalculated one step."

"What?"

"You miscalculated that I, Zhang Yi, am not so easy to deal with!"

As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Gui Chengxiang, grabbing him by the throat.

Gui Chengxiang felt his breath hitch and his vision go black as he was lifted into the air.

He struggled desperately, but he could not break free from Zhang Yi's bird claws.

"You... what do you want to do?" Gui Chengxiang spat out the words with difficulty.

"What do I want to do?"

Zhang Yi sneered, "Of course, I'm sending you down to wait for your good brother Xiong Batian in advance!"

Having said that, he applied force to his hand, and with a "crack," Gui Chengxiang's neck broke.

Gui Chengxiang's eyes widened, dying with his grievances unavenged.

He never imagined that despite all his scheming, he would end up dying at the hands of Zhang Yi.

The Yao Di watched coldly from the side, not saying a word.

He knew that Zhang Yi doing this was also to help him intimidate other fellows harboring malicious intentions.

Zhang Yi threw the corpse of Gui Chengxiang onto the ground and clapped his hands.

Only then did he turn to the Yao Di and say, "Your Majesty, the matter has been resolved."

The Yao Di nodded, "You have worked hard, Daoist Zhang Yi."

"Your Majesty is too kind; this is merely my duty as a Daoist."

The Yao Di waved his hand, "Someone, drag the corpse of Gui Chengxiang out."

"As you command!"

Two guards stepped forward and dragged the corpse of Gui Chengxiang out.

Zhang Yi looked at the corpse of Gui Chengxiang, unable to help but feel a sense of emotion in his heart.

He had originally thought that Gui Chengxiang was just a greedy old fellow; he had not expected him to be so loyal and righteous. It was just a pity that he had used the wrong method.

The Yao Di watched all of this and fell into deep thought.

He suddenly realized that he had still underestimated Zhang Yi.

This seemingly cynical fellow actually hid such unfathomable strength...

The Yao Di sighed, his face full of regret.

"Sigh, old Gui was truly devoted; to avenge Xiongba, he actually took such a risk. Over these years, he has been quite loyal to me and to the Yao Di Fu, so let us give him a proper burial."

Zhang Yi, however, scoffed, interrupting the Yao Di's lament.

"Your Majesty, do not be deceived by this old fellow's appearance! I just smelled a scent on him that was much stronger than the scent of spiritual treasures on other minor demons; this fellow definitely stole plenty of your treasures!"

The Yao Di frowned with some displeasure.

"Zhang Yi, you can eat whatever you want, but you cannot speak nonsense. Old Gui has followed me for hundreds of years, and I have treated him well; he even frequently presented spiritual treasures to me, so how could he possibly steal things?"

Zhang Yi crossed his arms and laughed, "Your Majesty, if you do not believe me, why not send someone to search the Dongfu of old Gui? Would the truth not be revealed then?"