Chapter 570: Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Deep night.

A force of eight hundred rapid-moving troops appeared on Black Wind Island.

Black Wind Island.

The island lived up to its name: black, strange stones lay closed-eyed; when the sea wind blew, it emitted a mournful wail, like ghosts weeping.

"Mm."

A man in a black robe collapsed, face twisted in agony.

With the last man dead, eleven corpses lay neatly arranged on the beach.

All were demon cultivators patrolling Black Wind Island.

"White Senior, your skill is remarkable."

A purple palace cultivator with a pointed face and monkey-like features whispered in admiration.

Bai Bai Renfeng smiled faintly: "Merely a small trick."

"Just received word—the demon prince resides atop Turtle Back Mountain. He's currently in seclusion. Perfect time to strike."

The others exchanged glances.

All silently marveled at the Profound Heaven Sect's capabilities.

Clearly,

the Profound Heaven Sect had planted an insider on Black Wind Island; otherwise, how could Bai Bai Renfeng know the demon prince was in seclusion?

Bai Bai Renfeng barked: "Slay the demons!"

Saying this,

he led the charge, racing toward Turtle Back Mountain.

Among the many cultivators,

Meng Chong, Nie Nie Siming, Yuan Xiong, and others were among them.

Nie Nie Siming had heard Bai Bai Renfeng's words and sneered, but seeing his righteous father Yuan Yuan Dingting right ahead, he said nothing and followed toward Turtle Back Mountain.

Only Li Rui paused for half a breath.

Deep in thought.

A sound like thunder and fire colliding erupted atop Turtle Back Mountain on Black Wind Island.

Like a signal,

the righteous alliance forces hidden outside launched their assault.

In an instant,

Black Wind Island descended into chaos.

Battles erupted everywhere.

"Ahh!"

A cry of agony.

A middle-aged cultivator with a hawk-like nose was pulverized by Li Rui's fist.

The battlefield was in utter confusion.

Nie Nie Siming and the others had already followed Yuan Yuan Dingting deep into Black Wind Island—only he remained alone.

Li Rui was not greedily rushing ahead.

He only occasionally struck down demon cultivators who charged blindly at him; most of the time, he observed the battlefield.

Any seasoned veteran would have raised a thumb and praised Li Rui as clever.

On the battlefield, to survive,

unless your strength is so great you can stand against a thousand, the most important thing is knowing how to read the situation.

In other words,

when the wind turns sharp, don't be the one left holding the bag.

He scanned the battlefield.

But he noticed,

Bai Bai Renfeng's figure was nowhere to be seen.

In one corner of the battlefield,

Bai Bai Renfeng had already appeared inside a cave dwelling.

Before him,

stood a young man with a cold, eerie face, glaring at Bai Bai Renfeng with fury: "What a cruel trick."

This man was the demon prince of the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao.

Blood trickled from his lips; his dao aura leaked uncontrollably.

This was clearly the sign of dao dissolution.

"Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions."

He stared fixedly at Bai Bai Renfeng.

A righteous cultivator using a demonic sect's secret art—how ironic.

And Bai Bai Renfeng had already reached the point where he could reverse the effects upon him—this level of mastery required at least decades of grueling practice.

Correct.

He had been dissolved precisely because Bai Bai Renfeng had betrayed him.

Thinking this,

the demon prince glanced at the beautiful corpse lying lifeless in the corner of the cave, a flicker of sorrow crossing his eyes. Bai Bai Renfeng, to deceive him,

had sent a female cultivator from the Profound Heaven Sect as a cultivation vessel to the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao.

She eventually became his servant.

This infiltration lasted sixty years.

In the end, she passed word of his seclusion to Bai Bai Renfeng, leading to today's assassination.

Bai Bai Renfeng then used the woman as a medium to unleash the Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions.

Otherwise, how could a mighty demon prince have been so easily caught off guard?

'Foolish.'

The demon prince looked at his servant.

He had always called her stupid, yet she was actually quite shrewd—otherwise she wouldn't have stayed by his side for decades. But he never imagined she was truly this foolish, believing those lies about returning to the righteous path.

No need to guess—Bai Bai Renfeng had never intended for her to live from the moment he sent her into the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao.

"White, you're ruthless."

The demon prince slowly spoke.

Then his spiritual power surged like a broken dam, irrecoverable—his dao foundation was about to collapse.

Yet the demon prince showed little panic.

He had survived this long in the Blood Xue Xue Mo Jiao—he still had a backup plan.

But this time his losses were devastating; he'd likely need to nurture himself for over a decade to return to his peak.

Bai Bai Renfeng made no move, merely watching calmly as the demon prince's power unraveled.

'The Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions truly are the most effective against demon cultivators—and they even grant dao feedback.'

Correct.

He had planned this meticulously solely to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions.

Even among demon cultivators, few knew this.

This famed demonic art, when used to kill demon cultivators, becomes even more brutal—and killing them with it actually enhances cultivation, accelerating the Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions and pushing it to greater depths.

By causing a demon prince to dissolve his dao with the Heavenly Demon Seven Solutions, his demonic art would surely ascend another level.

A cruel smile curled on Bai Bai Renfeng's lips.

He had gone to great lengths to cultivate this demonic art.

As for a true disciple of a righteous sect practicing demonic arts—he felt no guilt whatsoever.

As long as he grew stronger, who cared whether it was demonic art or immortal technique?

'Today's success is thanks to that woman, Huofeng.'

Bai Bai Renfeng had originally desired Huofeng Huofeng Xianzi's primordial yin, hoping to practice the dual-cultivation technique of absorbing yin to replenish yang.

It would have benefited both parties.

But that phoenix had refused him.

A man knows: nothing humiliates more than watching another take what you cannot have.

Bai Bai Renfeng was not enraged by shame.

He merely took advantage of the situation.

He had revealed Huofeng Huofeng Xianzi's whereabouts to the demon prince.

Then came the ambush—and Huofeng Huofeng Xianzi's death.

He then used her death to incite today's battle, striking the demon prince amid the chaos.

Everything had been within his planning.

The goal was achieved.

What did he care about the cultivators outside, fighting to the death—or already dead?

As his master had taught him.

A cultivator must be without emotion.

'Beneath me, all are ants.'

What matter if some ants die?

As long as I attain the Great Dao, what do I care for the blood and storm?

'A pity, indeed.'

In his mind appeared the figure of Yuan Yuan Dingting.

In his view,

Yuan Yuan Dingting was quite capable—he excelled in warfare and would be of great use in the Jiazi Campaign Against Demons; he was indeed a talent.

But Yuan Yuan Dingting belonged to the Bai Yujing sect, and moreover came from a Minor Heaven.

Even if he were from the Shenxuan Sect, if he could not serve me, what use is he?

'Just some country bumpkins from a Minor Heaven.'

Bai Bai Renfeng stopped thinking about it.

If he's lucky and survives, then use him.

If he dies, then let him die.

If he's to blame, it's only because he's unlucky.

The cultivation world is inherently a place that devours people and spits out bones.

Watching the Demon Prince's Dao completely dissipate, turning to withered bones, Bai Bai Renfeng then unleashed his spiritual technique and vanished.

(End of Chapter)