Chapter 80: The Three Sects' Nightmare

「Shen Qingli? 」

Mo Buyi entered the Ten Directions Forest early; the Changshui Shen Clan hadn't arrived yet, so he still didn't know Shen Qingli.

「It's her. 」

「It's truly a case of having worn out iron shoes searching in vain, yet it comes without effort. 」

Chen Nianci's eyes flashed with strange light!

Previously, she had been suppressed by Shen Qingli to the point she didn't even dare to meet his gaze.

Now, the three sects have joined forces, and Shen Qingli has come to his own death; how wonderful.

「Fusang Fruit? 」

「Is that the legendary Fusang Divine Fruit borne by the Fusang Divine Tree? 」

Bai Piaopiao only had eyes for the Fusang Fruit; she had read the sect's oldest classic, which described the number one divine fruit under heaven, the Fusang Fruit! It can raise the dead! A true living dead, flesh on white bone!

But she never imagined it could be used this way!

「Kill her! 」

「Seize the Fusang Fruit. 」

Mo Buyi exerted all his power to activate the Suppress Demon Cauldron.

Two Demonic Sect disciples had exhausted their Xuanzong-level magic power, each vomiting blood.

Even so, they kept taking pills, recklessly feeding magic power to Mo Buyi.

The Suppress Demon Cauldron instantly expanded; with a thought of Mo Buyi's demonic will, "Suppress Kill!"

Terrifying demonic qi billowed out in rolling demonic smoke, as if evil ghosts from the Hall of Yama had rushed out, all charging down toward Shen Qingli and Shen Qingmo!

But after only charging one zhang, they froze in midair.

「What's going on? 」 Zhen Bijing wondered.

Mo Buyi didn't understand either, "Suppress!"

The demonic smoke and evil ghosts didn't move, even showing a tendency to retreat and shrink back.

「Get down! Suppress! Kill! 」

Mo Buyi panicked, his demonic aura surged, but it was useless.

「Look, what is that? 」

Zhen Bijing narrowed her eyes and saw a speck of white beneath the huge Suppress Demon Cauldron.

「No matter what it is, kill Shen Qingli first! 」

Chen Nianci's gaze never left Shen Qingli; seeing her ignore them, he felt humiliated and drew his sword to attack.

Shen Qingli truly had no time to pay her any heed!

Naturally, she didn't turn back at all, nor did she activate any power, as if unaware of a sneak attack.

In fact, she was fully focused on saving someone and really didn't know.

「Die! 」

Chen Nianci was both triumphant and resentful!

What he was triumphant about was being able to easily kill Shen Qingli!

What he resented was that Shen Qingli never opened her eyes to look at her even in death.

「Ah-choo! 」

Jiuli kicked out with a foot!

Chen Nianci's Holy Mother Son Sword, inherited from Zhong Wuqi, instantly shattered into fragments.

「Pfft! 」

Chen Nianci was further shaken by the aftermath, vomiting blood on the spot; if she hadn't immediately deployed a life-preserving talisman, she would have died.

「Nianci! 」

Bai Piaopiao hurriedly caught the flying-back Chen Nianci.

Chen Nianci stared in shock, "What is this thing."

「You're the thing! I'm not a thing. 」

Jiuli, small and arrogantly cute, stood behind Shen Qingli.

On its claws, it also gripped a small black cauldron.

Mo Buyi vomited blood, "Return my Suppress Demon Cauldron!"

「No! 」 Jiuli not only refused to return it, but gulped it down in one bite.

The demonic cauldron entered its mouth, crunching loudly; in just a few bites it was crushed and swallowed.

Mo Buyi's face turned ashen, his hand trembling slightly, "Sir, which exalted elder are you?"

「Demonic beast? 」

「A talking demonic beast? 」

Mo Buyi had never heard of such a thing!

「A cat? 」

Zhen Bijing sized up Jiuli, thinking it looked a bit like a cat but fatter.

Moreover, cats don't stand upright……

「Iron-eating Beast. 」

Bai Piaopiao slowly spoke.

「A demonic beast long extinct! 」

Mo Buyi also recalled that this was the supreme demonic beast their demonic cultivators longed for, the mount of the Demonic Ancestor Chiyou; it's said that a mature Iron-eating Beast is at least ninth grade.

Is this one still small?

But it has already crushed a ninth-grade magic artifact!

Moreover, it can speak!

Isn't it only Void-Refinement beasts that can speak?

"Senior, I am the Young Sect Master of the Demon Sect, and you are our Demon Sect's Holy Beast. Why do you help outsiders instead of demon cultivators?"

Mo Buyi couldn't understand—how could a magic beast help Shen Qingli? It should be helping him instead; he could also offer what the beast needs.

"Let this Suppressing Demon Cauldron be my junior's tribute to you. Please, senior, raise your hand and do not obstruct our actions—how about that?"

Mo Buyi thought the appearance of the Iron‑eating Demon Beast was merely a coincidence, that it had been drawn in by the Suppressing Demon Cauldron, and having eaten, it had eaten—so long as it refrained from further attack. Of course, if it helped them, that would be another matter!

However, Jiu Li refused: "No."

Mo Buyi froze. "Senior, I cultivate the legacy of Chiyou, so we are practically family,"

"I don't know you. Get lost." Jiu Li cut him off, telling him to scram.

Mo Buyi was at a loss for words, but Zhao Fengyun, who had recovered, stood up and said, "Stop wasting breath on it—just kill it along with him!"

"Insolent!" Mo Buyi snapped. "You are our sect's Holy Beast; even if you are in the Ten Directions Forest, your status does not change! It's not your place to spout nonsense."

"You—" Zhao Fengyun was about to retort sarcastically.

Shen Qingli, however, rose to her feet—Shen Qingmo had already "vanished," leaving only a cluster of five‑colored radiance where he stood.

Zhao Fengyun was instantly drawn to her, for a humming ancient‑looking purple sword had appeared in her hand.

"Supreme Unity Divine Sword!"

Zhao Fengyun recognized that sword!

To be precise, all sword cultivators of Sheng Long Tian recognize it!

It is the sword cultivators' dream blade, said to be forged from Primordial Chaos Separating Fire, its body suffused with pure Primordial Chaos Purple Qi, passed down since antiquity.

It is the first sword under heaven!

It was obtained by the Supreme Unity Divine Venerable, and thus earned its name.

Although some say it is merely a wisp of sword intent split from that first sword under heaven.

But no matter what, it remains the divine sword that sword cultivators yearn for!

To the point that Zhao Fengyun's breath caught, his eyes locked onto the Supreme Unity Divine Sword.

"Young Master Shen," Bai Piaopiao said, "compensate me with that sword for Senior Sister Chen, and give us the Fusang Divine Fruit in return—then this matter is settled. We won't move against you anymore, agreed?"

Zhen Bijun glanced at her, knowing she could not be trusted, merely trying to trick the Supreme Unity Divine Sword and the Fusang Divine Fruit out of her—how hypocritical.

But she did not expose her.

She even stepped back a step.

At this moment, no one regarded Shen Qingli as worthy of notice.

Even though the Iron‑eating Beast stood right before her, no one sensed any close bond between it and her; they merely thought this demon beast had a strange temperament, and had only wanted to eat the Suppressing Demon Cauldron, accidentally injuring Chen Nianci.

So Chen Nianci also spoke: "Not bad—you are, after all, our master's granddaughter; we won't kill you."

"Is that so?" Shen Qingli lifted her head, her pupils flashing purple.

Mo Buyi's face twitched slightly. "Be careful!"

"Supreme Unity, First Form, Open the Earth."

Shen Qingli unleashed the Supreme Unity Divine Sword's sword art for the first time.

The ancient divine sword instantly brimmed with purple radiance……

The sword thrust forth!

Yet there was no light or shadow!

The sword withdrew!

Nor was there any trace of blood.

But Bai Piaopiao's skirt had already fallen away, and blood began to seep from her legs.

Immediately, everything below her thigh roots shattered into bloody pulp.

"Ah!"

Bai Piaopiao let out a anguished scream, her legs wracked with excruciating pain!

"Pfft!"

Zhen Bijun fared even worse—blood spurted from her dantian!

Her dantian shattered, her mystic power drained, and her meridians snapped throughout her body.

Chen Nianci, who seemed completely unharmed, felt an itch on her neck.

She touched it—her fingers came away bloody.

A bloody gash had already split her neck.

Then her head severed, blood sprayed—she died.

Mo Buyi's face underwent a drastic change!

"Go!"

He withdrew without hesitation.

"Go!"

The divine sword's light flashed, striking straight at Mo Buyi's crown of the head!

"Wasn't the plan to kill my San Ge with the Suppressing Demon Cauldron?"

"Then let's blow his head off!"

Shen Qingli's voice sounded like a ghost's wail; Mo Buyi hastily threw out a life‑saving talisman.

But it was useless……

Ah!

Jiu Li kicked that talisman away with one foot!

Hiss!

The Supreme Unity Divine Sword slid into Mo Bu Yi's heavenly spirit cap as easily as into tofu.

Mo Bu Yi, who was directly pinned, turned deathly pale: 'No, you can't kill me—I'm the Young Master of the Demonic Sect!'

Boom!

Shen Qingli urged the divine sword!

Mo Bu Yi's head exploded instantly!

He never understood until his death: how could their Demonic Sect's holy beast actually be helping Shen Qingli?

At the same time, Zhao Fengyun, who had been watching Shen Qingli kill, surprisingly dared to approach and even reach out toward the Fusang Divine Fruit!