Chapter 957: The Six Destroyer Kings

“Is… yes?”

Su Hongyi instinctively replied.

Then a flicker of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Could it really be as she had suspected?

First let myself wash clean, then…

Of course, Su Hongyi did not hesitate.

Everything she had was given to her by Jun Xiaoyao.

Without Jun Xiaoyao, she might not even have survived.

In just moments, Su Hongyi stripped off her red dress right before Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes.

Her cleansed body was like a freshly peeled lotus root.

Her skin was pale, delicate, smooth as fat, creamy as wax.

Yet crisscrossed with scars, grotesque and twisted like centipedes.

But against her fair, tender flesh, they lent a strange, alluring charm.

Su Hongyi’s face flushed crimson; she bowed her head, Bugankanjunxiaoyao .

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes revealed a look of sudden understanding.

On Su Hongyi’s snow-white lower abdomen, just below her navel.

There was a faint mark, resembling a six-pointed star.

Upon closer inspection, it bore a striking resemblance to the dark six-pointed star sigil that had once appeared on Jun Xiaoyao’s wrist.

Yet it appeared blurred, as if still dormant.

“L… Lord…”

Sensing Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze, Su Hongyi’s body trembled slightly.

Not from fear, but from shyness.

“So it is as I suspected—but it has not yet truly awakened,” Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

After arriving at the War God Academy, Jun Xiaoyao had studied some records on the Six Destroyer Kings.

In the past, the Six Destroyer Kings had never all appeared together; perhaps only one or two would awaken in an entire eon.

Yet even one or two awakened Kings, if allowed to grow, posed a grave threat to the Immortal Realm.

For instance, the rumored breach in the border wall was said to have been aided by the Destroyer Kings.

Earlier, Jun Xiaoyao had slain that demon-like man in the Heavenly Tomb, and the six-pointed star sigil had transferred to him.

Jun Xiaoyao surmised that the Six Destroyer Kings were something akin to a celestial destiny.

Whoever was stronger had the right to claim it—and it was not fixed.

For example, when Jun Xiaoyao killed that demon-like man, the Destroyer’s destiny transferred to him.

The only thing now that left Jun Xiaoyao uncertain was:

Why had Su Hongyi received the Destroyer King’s destiny?

And how could this Destroyer destiny be awakened?

Where had the terrifying curse force within Su Hongyi come from?

Why had such a curse been planted upon her?

Jun Xiaoyao now harbored new doubts.

But such matters could not be rushed; unraveling Su Hongyi’s secret would not be accomplished in an instant.

Besides, Jun Xiaoyao had confidence.

Whether or not Su Hongyi would later awaken the Destroyer destiny and become the true Crimson Demon Empress,

Her loyalty to him was absolute.

Jun Xiaoyao had effectively gained a Destroyer King as his follower!

What Jun Xiaoyao must do next was ensure Su Hongyi followed him utterly, without reservation.

Even to the point of giving her life for him.

Though he could control her by implanting a slave seal,

To Jun Xiaoyao, such forced control was the lowest method.

Jun Xiaoyao had his own way.

“Hongyi, your body is beautiful; you need not feel so ashamed,” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Su Hongyi’s blood-red pupils trembled slightly. “Lord, you jest—how could such an ugly body ever please your eyes?”

Even Su Hongyi herself found the twisted scars on her body repulsive.

“This is a powerful curse force—but not beyond suppression,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

“Lord, is it truly possible?” Su Hongyi’s pupils quivered.

Though she had endured this for so many years,

And grown accustomed to being called ugly monster, freak, and worse,

Su Hongyi was still a girl.

And how could any girl truly be indifferent to her own appearance?

Especially now, as she walked beside Jun Xiaoyao.

A noble, handsome lord, accompanied by a monster.

Su Hongyi herself could hardly accept it.

“It’s not difficult. Come here,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

Su Hongyi stepped before Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao placed his palm upon her lower abdomen.

Immediately, lines of cosmic order emerged, mingled with chaotic energy.

And a sealing force spread outward.

The Third Seal of the Forbidden Immortal Art!

Using chaotic energy to activate the Third Seal of the Forbidden Immortal Art—to suppress the curse force within Su Hongyi!

No one else could have done this.

But Jun Xiaoyao could.

The next instant, Jun Xiaoyao was struck by the curse force’s backlash.

Infinite illusions flooded his mind—ten thousand souls floating and sinking in seas of blood, sacrificed.

“Die! Die! Die! This bloodline must perish!”

“I am wronged! May this bloodline die a cursed death!”

“Hate! Hate! Hate!”

Endless hatred and curse energy surged toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

Was this the origin of the curse force?

But what did it have to do with Su Hongyi?

Or was Su Hongyi herself from some special bloodline?

A bloodline that had sacrificed countless lives to forge this curse?

Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

He activated the Present World Buddha Sutra from the Three Lifetimes Immortal Scripture.

A colossal image of the Great Sun Buddha, compassionate and universal, manifested.

All hatred, curses, and malevolent forces dissolved like spring snow.

“Seal!”

Jun Xiaoyao uttered sharply.

Powerful sealing force, fused with chaotic energy, locked and suppressed the curse within Su Hongyi.

As the curse was suppressed, the grotesque scars on Su Hongyi’s body writhed, then shrank.

Eventually, all the curse energy was compressed into her lower dantian.

Forming a swirling mass of pitch-black mist.

Within it, the wailing curses of countless tormented spirits echoed.

And on Su Hongyi’s entire body, her face and skin, not a single scar remained.

White as fresh snow, tender as congealed fat, flawless and radiant.

She had always been beautiful, a true beauty in embryo.

Only the scars had concealed her.

Now, fully transformed, the ugly duckling had become a swan.

Anyone who saw her would be stunned at first glance.

“This… this is me?”

Su Hongyi herself could hardly believe it, as if in a dream.

She touched her body, as if caressing a priceless porcelain.

“Hongyi, put on your clothes now.”

Jun Xiaoyao said.

Such a beautiful young girl, right before his eyes, touching herself—it felt somehow off.

Su Hongyi finally came to her senses, her fair, delicate face flushed crimson as if ready to drip blood.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, she put on the red dress.

The way she dressed was even more alluring than undressing.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao was no novice; his heart remained utterly unmoved.

He regarded her with pure appreciation.

With his cultivation and mental discipline, he could easily control his desires, not be ruled by them.

“For now, I’ve merely sealed the curse energy within you—it’s still difficult to eradicate completely. We’ll need to find other methods later,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

“If Master can seal the curse for Hongyi, Hongyi is already profoundly grateful. Even if it reappears later, Hongyi will never harbor the slightest resentment,” Su Hongyi said.

After this act,

Su Hongyi had become utterly, completely, and wholeheartedly devoted to Jun Xiaoyao, body and soul.

From within to without, she bore his mark.

Even if, in the future, Su Hongyi encountered some change or awakened some new power,

she could never betray Jun Xiaoyao.

This was precisely why Jun Xiaoyao had sealed the curse energy for her.