Zheng Nuanshou’s face went deathly pale.
She had been so cautious, and yet she’d still been caught—was this divine will?
“By the Ancestor of the Exorcism Immortal Sect, maybe I truly have no way to restore our former glory!”
Seeing Zheng Nuanshou silent, Bai Qingsong didn’t grow angry; instead, he rubbed his palms together in delight.
“Oh, great Demon God, you truly favor me!”
“Although that unknown black-cloaked man has messed with me twice, you’ve now sent me such a beautiful immortal maiden.”
Tsk tsk tsk, heaven surely has eyes!
“Seal her immortal power and bring her to my chamber,” Bai Qingsong proclaimed excitedly as he backed away. “Today, I’ll slaughter my way to glory!”
But at that moment, an ill-timed voice rang out.
“Wait a moment!”
Those words instantly infuriated Bai Qingsong. He spun around and roared, “Who dares cry ‘wait’? I’m in the middle of celebrating—who dares stand in my way!”
Before his words even died away, a sharp smack rang out as a hand struck his cheek.
The sound was so loud every demon present instinctively pressed a hand to their own face. Ouch—it must have hurt!
Bai Qingsong was stunned. But when he saw the black-cloaked Ye Yu return, he immediately dropped to his knees.
“Was it wrong for me to say ‘wait’?” Ye Yu’s voice was calm, yet laced with lethal intent.
Bai Qingsong stammered, “No, of course not! Brother, I just realized from this angle you look incredibly handsome. From now on, whenever you come, I’ll always admire you like this—okay?”
The demons around exchanged bewildered looks. Was this still the mighty Demon Lord they remembered? Why did he now resemble a groveling hound?
Even Zheng Nuanshou was stunned. What on earth was happening? Why, the moment this black-cloaked man appeared, had the Demon Lord become so abject? And was he saying “wait” to save her?
The question was answered soon enough. Ye Yu pulled down his hood, revealing his true face.
“Nuanshou, you! What are you doing in the Demon Realm? If I hadn’t come back, you’d have been in real trouble!”
Indeed, Ye Yu had set off but halfway felt uneasy. Perhaps Xu Nanqiao wasn’t in the Heavenly Realm anymore; just one brush mightn’t suffice. So he planned to take four items, traveling through each realm, having Little Meng swallow one at each stop—that would guarantee success.
Thus he had returned, only to find Zheng Nuanshou here, which truly surprised him. Though they hadn’t seen each other in ages, she held great meaning in his heart. In his dreams, the first immortal he met when ascending to Heaven was Zheng Nuanshou. And they had crossed paths several times in the real Heavenly Realm. She was truly an old friend.
Seeing her in danger, Ye Yu could never stand by!
At his words, Zheng Nuanshou’s excitement broke her bonds to the demons, and she hurried to his side. Seeing his familiar garb, her head throbbed.
“You recognized me the moment we met, didn’t you? You let me walk into that pillar on purpose!”
“I swear on Heaven and Earth, we were so bundled up I couldn’t see a thing! And if I had known it was you, I would’ve laughed even harder when you smacked your head!”
“By the way, what are you doing in the Demon Realm? It’s extremely dangerous for you here!”
As an Immortal King at the Peak, Ye Yu could tell Zheng Nuanshou was only at the Earth Immortal stage—impressive growth, but still far too weak in the vast Heavenly Realm. And she’d blundered into the Demon King’s Hall—surely seeking death?
Zheng Nuanshou hesitated, glancing warily at the surrounding demons. Ye Yu nudged Bai Qingsong.
“Have your subordinates disperse, and fetch me four more things Xu Nanqiao once used.”
“Yes, Brother!” Bai Qingsong covered his eyes and scurried off.
Ye Yu laughed with curiosity. “Why cover your eyes?”
“Brother, I know the rules: looking at your face brings death. Now that you’ve removed your hood, I must cover my eyes. Rest assured, I won’t ever gaze upon your true countenance again, nor seek revenge—only pray to live on!”
His desperate desire to survive shone clearly. Even Ye Yu had to give him a thumbs-up: “That spirit of survival will carry you far!”
After Bai Qingsong and the demons left, Zheng Nuanshou finally relaxed and explained why she’d come. She’d been guarding the Exorcism Immortal Sect alone—without strength or allies, she couldn’t recruit any other immortals. When the Five-Realm Passage opened, she’d seized the chance. Ancient sect records said that during the first Celestial Revenge War the sect’s leader had fallen in the Demon Realm’s Dongyao State, leaving behind the sect’s treasured Exorcism Sword (zhūxié jiàn), rumored to hold the sect’s signature immortal art. She’d come to retrieve it and learn that art, hoping to revive the sect’s former glory.
Hearing this, Ye Yu marveled: she was truly willing to sacrifice everything for her sect—Exorcism Immortal Sect was fortunate to have her.
“By the way, how did you end up here? And they all seemed so afraid of you!”
Zheng Nuanshou asked what puzzled her. Ye Yu smiled softly and told her of his ascent to Immortal King at the Peak, adding that the Demon Lord had been cowed by him. As for the Exorcism Sword, he would handle that soon.
Zheng Nuanshou found it astonishing. When she’d first met Ye Yu, he’d only been a True Immortal—but now, in less than a year, he’d reached Immortal King at the Peak. Indeed, immortals were different from mortals! If their ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) positions were reversed, perhaps he’d already rebuilt the Exorcism Immortal Sect. The thought dimmed her expression.
Soon Bai Qingsong returned with the items Ye Yu requested. His eyes were bound with black cloth—a clear “I refuse to look at you!”
Ye Yu chuckled. “One more thing. I’ve heard Dongyao State has an Exorcism Sword—bring it to me and I’ll go!”
“An immortal sword? I don’t know which one you mean—there are many here!” Bai Qingsong spread his hands proudly.
Inside the Tower of Nonaction in the Heavenly Realm, Zhuo Lanqing was frantically scratching her head!
