Chapter 439: Peach God

Peach Valley Secret Realm, core zone.

Upon that towering peach tree that blocked out the sun and sky.

The massive wooden face stirred, and strands of emerald light surfaced, converging in midair into a human figure.

He appeared as a young man, with emerald hair and wearing a pure white robe covered entirely in plum blossoms.

"An interesting black dragon… its bloodline is extraordinary—likely imperial blood… this sensation… could it be a descendant of Zhu Long?"

The young man smiled, and a green leaf materialized in his hand.

Golden patterns traced across the leaf, forming several symbols.

At that moment, as the peach leaf burned, a wisp of blue smoke rose.

Within the blue smoke, a terrifying beast emerged.

Its body loomed like a mountain, its fur snow-white, with a silver crescent mark on its forehead—it was a "Heavenly Demon Emperor"!

And specifically, the Emperor of the Heavenly Wolf Clan!

"Peach God… what do you want from me?"

The Heavenly Wolf Emperor opened his eyes, revealing greed, cunning, and malice.

"Heavenly Wolf Emperor… I merely came to inform you: Wu Xie is dead."

The Peach God said indifferently.

"What?"

The Heavenly Wolf Emperor leapt to his feet at once; his terrifying aura tore through space, as if he would descend upon the Peach Valley Secret Realm in the next instant.

The Peach God's face still wore a cheerful grin, showing not a trace of fear—instead, he seemed almost eager.

"Who killed him? You stood by and did nothing! You're unworthy to be called a demon!"

The Heavenly Wolf Emperor sat back down, his voice heavy as a mountain, reeking of blood and corpses.

A sovereign's rage causes rivers to float with corpses!

"Heh…"

The young Peach God sneered several times: "Your Qing Emperor Palace and the Two Worlds Mountain have seized my master's secret realm for thousands of years… I haven't acted against you yet only because of the old agreement. How dare you ask me to protect your Heavenly Wolf clan? If you're not convinced, then test me!"

The Heavenly Wolf Emperor fell silent at once.

Though the Peach God is not a Heavenly Demon, his true form is divine; within the core zone, he is a Nascent Soul overlord capable of matching a Heavenly Demon!

If he rashly intruded into another's territory, he might lose face badly.

Losing face is secondary—if he gets wounded and enemies among the Heavenly Immortals seize the chance, his fate won't be pleasant.

Even compared to a Heavenly Demon's pride, a demon prince is expendable cannon fodder.

Last time, Kun Yuanzi of the Boundless Mountain died in the Peach Valley Secret Realm, and the Boundless Mountain said nothing and accepted it outright.

Now that it's the Qing Emperor Palace, they're making such a fuss—even that Qing Emperor would lose face.

"Oh, by the way… there's one more thing: a little one from the She Xi clan is about to meet that demon again—and he's going to die… tsk tsk, he even went looking for him himself. Who gave him the courage?"

The Peach God added fuel to the fire, a mocking smile flickering on his face.

"Demon… could it be Qiong Bai?"

The Heavenly Wolf Emperor guessed.

Only Qiong Bai of the Boundless Mountain could slaughter princes so easily.

"No… it's a black dragon."

The Peach God finished speaking and waved his hand, dispersing the blue smoke; his eyes gleamed with anticipation: "Come… kill… the more who die, the better!"

He had no fondness for either the Boundless Mountain or the Qing Emperor Palace; he deliberately leaked this information just to watch the world descend into chaos and rivers of blood.

After all, since gaining consciousness and cultivating a Nascent Soul, millennia of monotonous existence had grown terribly dull.

"No Nascent Soul may enter the Peach Valley Secret Realm… the only one the Qing Emperor Palace can send now is that 'Imperial Daughter,' right?"

The Peach God murmured: "That black dragon isn't ordinary. If two demons fight, one will surely be wounded—better if they both die here, and become peach fertilizer…"

…

"Here they come."

Wu Qi, who had been eating peaches, heard the black dragon that had been coiled nearby suddenly speak.

"Huh?"

He snapped back to attention, gazing toward the black dragon's direction. After a moment, he saw a streak of emerald light.

The emerald light, upon spotting the two demons, accelerated again!

Worse, it acted with desperate haste—as if afraid they'd escape!

Hummm!

Countless green threads in the heavens converged into a colossal human-faced mask.

"It's you?!"

The human face stared at Fang Xing, finally recognizing him: "That black dragon? So it was you?"

Fu Shan was furious!

He had merely sought revenge for his brother, never expecting that after several attempts, the target still slipped away.

If before it was only about pride, now this unresolved matter had become a knot in his heart.

If this knot wasn't untied, it might one day become a heart demon!

Unfortunately, Song Zhong was too slippery—he'd been rescued by the realm spirit inside the Qinghua Minor Realm, and Fu Shan had been targeted and gained nothing, a complete waste.

Later, Song Zhong returned to the Seven Kill Demon Palace and broke through to the Nascent Soul realm, becoming an elder.

Even if the Seven Kill Demon Palace was a weak force, it still had a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse guarding it; Fu Shan dared not storm the gates directly, so he activated some inside agents.

The result: many of the Seven Kill Demon Palace's moles were lost, yet Song Zhong still hid like a turtle.

Finally, this time Song Zhong ventured out—near the Peach Valley Secret Realm—and the trail went cold again.

Yet according to karmic connections, it pointed to his spiritual pet—the black dragon!

"This time, you think allying with the Boundless Mountain and relying on a white ape can save you?"

"No… not even heaven or earth can save you."

The colossal green face roared and exhaled a gust of wind.

"What's this got to do with me?"

Wu Qi looked bewildered: 'I'm saving the black dragon? The black dragon's saving me more like…'

"Finally arrived."

Fang Xing laughed heartily, letting the green wind buffet his entire body; countless green threads capable of slicing Nascent Soul treasures left not a single scratch on his dragon scales.

Shhh!

Fang Xing moved through space, whipping his tail. An indescribable force struck the green giant face, instantly snapping every rule-thread.

The green mask shattered, revealing Fu Shan's horrified face.

"How is this possible? So strong?"

His scales bristled—he realized this was no longer about avenging his brother, but about saving his own life.

Fu Shan immediately reversed direction, dissolving into the wind and fleeing a hundred miles in an instant.

"Want to run?"

Fang Xing sneered, letting Fu Shan flee.

His form merged into space and vanished instantly.

"How could a spiritual pet be this strong? That physique? Even a Nascent Soul demon king might not match it?"

Fu Shan fled desperately, rapidly sending out multiple distress signals.

"How could a spiritual pet be this strong? And why is he with a core member of the Boundless Mountain?"

"There's a conspiracy—there must be a massive conspiracy!"

Unfortunately, Fu Shan was already fleeing at full speed when he saw the space ahead split open like a gate.

A black dragon, over twenty meters long, flew out, its scales gleaming black-red with starlight.

"Teleportation technique? It's over…"

Fu Shan's heart sank; a flexible sword materialized in his hand.

In an instant, countless sword shadows appeared, fine threads weaving into the wind.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, every space was filled with green sword marks, hissing as a green heavenly serpent emerged.

The green heavenly serpent stretched for miles, its vertical pupils cold and merciless, swallowing Fang Xing whole.

Crack!

Countless green wind blades, laced with rule-force threads, slashed against the dragon scales—then shattered one after another.

"Roar!"

Fang Xing let out a dragon bellow; the blood energy within his body exploded like a star transforming into a red giant, his body swelling instantly, wreathed in crimson flame.

Blazing!

The heavenly serpent was instantly ruptured by the red giant, revealing the black dragon once more.

"Die!"

Fang Xing extended his foreclaw; Fu Shan instantly felt his speed slow by nearly half.

"Temporal Dao principle?"

"Zhu Long?"

Fu Shan's face darkened: "I'll remember you…"

Zwoosh!

The dragon claw, infused with the Way of the Time Spear, blending speed and slowness into one, carrying the sensation of temporal chaos, was about to pierce Fu Shan's third eye.

At that moment, a green scale emerged from between Fu Shan's eyebrows.

This scale was a uniform azure, like jade, radiating a terrifying aura of majesty.

'Heavenly Demon Scale?'

'Does this prince possess a life-saving artifact?'

'Fine, I'll kill him another time.'

The instant Fang Xing saw the scale, he knew killing Fu Shan today was impossible.

Even if he could now match a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator, he could not interfere with Heavenly Demon techniques!

Two great realms apart—no matter how brilliant, it was useless.

But at that very moment, an unexpected change occurred!

A green peach leaf drifted in from nowhere and landed upon the Heavenly Demon Scale.

The demonic aura on the scale vanished instantly, swallowed by the peach leaf.

Puff!

Fang Xing's dragon claw met no further resistance, piercing straight through Fu Shan's green armor and into his skull.

Thud!

Fu Shan's corpse collapsed heavily, transforming into a green Heavenly Snake.

'The blood of the demon royal house… is nothing…'

Fang Xing sighed, about to search the corpse, when root tendrils of peach wood emerged, burrowing directly into the snake's carcass.

The tendrils turned blood-red in an instant; the snake's body shrank drastically, withering into skin stretched over bone, like a skeletal serpent.

'This…'

Wu Qi arrived just in time and, his furry face tinged with shock, muttered: 'The Peach God?'

'It's him, indeed!'

Fang Xing understood.

Only another Heavenly Demon's power could counter a Heavenly Demon.

In the entire Peach Valley Secret Realm, only the 'Peach God' could restrain Heavenly Demon techniques.

'An Nascent Soul overlord dares to strike at a Heavenly Demon?'

'No—this overlord thrives on chaos… Could Kun Yuanzi have died this way?'

Fang Xing stared at Fu Shan's corpse, now reduced to gleaming white bones, and sighed inwardly.

Then he turned to Wu Qi: 'Brother Wu, shall we keep searching for the Crimson Pantao, or return?'

'Hah! Brother Black Dragon, you've slain three demon royal princes—your fame will soar. Naturally, we follow your lead.'

The white ape Wu Qi answered with bold grandeur.

With Black Dragon's current strength, he could roam the Peach Valley Secret Realm unchecked.

Besides… he had that teleportation technique—if he couldn't win, he could always flee. What was there to fear?

'Then let's keep exploring the secret realm… gather more Crimson Pantao. After all, we don't know if there'll be another chance.'

Fang Xing smiled.

Now that he'd revealed part of his strength, he might as well take all the benefits he could.

(End of Chapter)