Chapter 3154

The Demon Emperor also froze for a moment, looking at this Nascent Soul cultivator who had come out of nowhere, narrowed his scarlet eyes, sized up Jin Chen a few times, and curled the corner of his mouth with a playful smile: "You really want to come here to die? Not……"

He saw that Jin Chen appeared to be a Nascent Soul cultivator on the surface, but seemed somewhat unfathomable inside, and he became interested. Moreover, this beauty was truly lovely in appearance, so the Demon Emperor said: "How about waiting until I return to the Demon Ghost Realm, and you come under my command?"

"No job-hopping, huh." Jin Chen politely declined, then raised the bamboo leaf in his hand and shook it, saying, "Hold on, pause the fight—do you still remember Shideng?"

Shideng, a great power who ascended nearly a few hundred years ago?!

Upon hearing this, everyone froze, wondering what this person was referring to—didn't they know that Old Ancestor Shideng and the Demon Emperor were arch-enemies? They fought for hundreds of years, from youth to old age, from earth to heaven, and in the end Shideng ascended to the upper realm while the Demon Emperor was sealed here; this is well-known history in the cultivation world.

The Demon Emperor's expression indeed changed; fury and hatred flashed in his scarlet eyes, along with something indescribable.

Jin Chen saw the Demon Emperor's expression was off and thought, sure enough, there was some scheming.

"Arch-enemies, arch-enemies—how could they be called arch-enemies without love and hatred?"

He reached out his hand toward the Demon Emperor: "A drop of blood, to awaken the letter he left for you—hurry up."

The Demon Emperor: "……" You're so arrogant, kid! Who do you think is the Demon Emperor!

The atmosphere on the mountain peak became tense. The cultivators from various sects watched nervously, fearing that the Demon Emperor would lose his temper and tear Jin Chen apart.

The Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes coldly: "If you're capable, come get it yourself."

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, a flame appearing at his fingertip: "I'm not curious either—might as well burn it."

"Hold on!!!"

The Demon Emperor glared at him angrily, but still bit his fingertip, flicked a drop of blood over, and said coldly: "Hurry up—after you've read it, I'll kill you."

Jin Chen caught that drop of blood with the bamboo leaf.

In an instant, large glowing characters floated up one by one in the air, as if afraid no one would see them, huge characters lining up and thrusting before the Demon Emperor's eyes.

The letter's contents were roughly as follows:

On the night before my ascension, I calculated on my fingers and felt that you, old thing, could still be sealed at least three more times—I knew that broken barrier wouldn't hold you for long.

But it doesn't matter—I've already ascended, you can't catch up to me, are you angry? Are you angry? I remember all the debts from when you stole my spirit liquor, trampled my medicine field, and burned my cave dwelling—haha, karma's come back!

I just wanted to tell you: that nine-turn lingzhi you competed with me for back then—if you still have it, keep it as a memento, after all it's proof that you lost to me. Hahaha!

——Left by Shideng.

The cultivators: "……" Oh dear, how embarrassing.

Jin Chen, who had expected to see some moving, heartfelt words: "……?"

The Demon Emperor roared, his voice shaking the whole mountain: "Shideng!!! You old beast!!!"

Demonic qi and ghostly qi intertwined and spread out, forming a terrifying aura wave that surged in all directions.

Jin Chen had thought he would witness some tragic love story, but having taken no precautions, he was hit squarely in the chest by the demonic qi and flew backward.

He also felt that this move was really somewhat embarrassing; after all that effort, it turned out they weren't that kind of relationship, and he had wasted his efforts.

So he simply went along with the momentum and fainted, leaning back smoothly into the arm that reached out just in time.

Chenshu caught Jin Chen, then lifted his head to look at the still-enraged Demon Emperor, his expression turning cold.

He laid Jin Chen flat, handed him over to Shen Guiyan and Su Wan zhao, and instructed Su Wan zhao to look after him.

"Chenshu! You……are in danger!" Shen Guiyan tried to dissuade him.

Chenshu glanced at the Demon Emperor, then leapt forward.

In his fury, the Demon Emperor only felt a strong danger approaching; he snapped his head around and saw a figure already appearing before him.

"……Huh?"

——

Jin Chen was actually fine; he woke up after less than half a cup of tea's time of unconsciousness.

He opened his eyes to find himself away from the battlefield, lying on the ground, with Su Wan zhao and Ye Xiao man nervously watching him; seeing him awake, they both let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh? How did I really faint…" Jin Chen rubbed his still-slightly painful chest, saying somewhat ruefully.

He had originally just wanted to go along with the demonic qi for a moment, but that blow to his chest really disrupted his breath, and before he could regulate it again, his vision went black.

Su Wan zhao said anxiously, "Seeing you faint, it's good that Senior Brother Chenshu caught you in time—I don't know how he is now."

"Hss……wait a moment." Jin Chen finally realized something, his pupils trembling, and he looked up at Su Wan zhao.

"You mean……Chenshu personally saw me get knocked out by the Demon Emperor?"

Ye Xiao man nodded beside him.

"Right in front of Chenshu?"

The two girls nodded in unison again.

"It's over, it's over." Jin Chen hurriedly got up.

Su Wan Zhao said: "Yeah, Chenshu will surely get angry, but how could he be a match for the demon emperor… ah, Jin Chen!"

Nothing could stop him; Jin Chen had already gotten up and was rushing toward the mountain peak again.

When they arrived at the battlefield again, both girls were stunned.

The battlefield on the mountaintop had already been cleared more than half; disciples of various sects were cleaning up the remnants, and the spiritual light of their magical implements flickered sporadically. One could see that, whether ordinary disciples or mighty cultivators, they stared numb and horrified at the mountaintop, their expressions as if they were dreaming—and an extremely absurd dream at that.

Following their gaze, Chenshu was gripping the tail of a black fox; the fox, hanging upside down, was on the brink of death, its four limbs limp, already tortured to the point of nearly falling apart.

Ye Xiao Man, fearing something major had happened, whispered: "Master... what about those demons and the demon emperor?"

Qing Yao Zun Zun trembled as she pointed her finger at the black fox in Chenshu's hand, saying: "Demon emperor... where is he?"

She still hadn't recovered from that scene just now; Chenshu shattered the demon emperor's true form with a single move, beating him back to his original shape.

Such overwhelming power left everyone present deep in shock and questioning their lives.

"Chenshu!" Jin Chen rushed to the mountaintop.

Hearing Jin Chen's voice, the black fox trembled all over, as if seeing a savior, and sobbed: "Look... he's not dead! He's not dead! Stop torturing me!!!"

Chenshu lowered his head, glanced at it, and let go. The black fox fell with a patter onto the rubble, its four paws kicking twice before it steadied, its fluffy tail still fur bristling; it stepped back a few steps, glaring warily at Chenshu, then glancing at Jin Chen, and shuffled farther away.

Chenshu turned back, touched Jin Chen's somewhat guilty cheek, furrowed his brows, and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Now it's done, everyone was nervously looking at Jin Chen, including those demon ghosts who were badly wounded but not dead. They cared more about Jin Chen's answer than anyone else.

Jin Chen lowered his head and touched his chest; that touch evoked a faint soreness. "I don't know, my chest just hurts a bit."

The Demon Emperor trembled all over, then suddenly closed his eyes.

It's over. My life is at an end.