Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 368 Leaving
"Hehehe." Sisan Zhenren weighed the bloody flying knife in his hand, but shook his head slightly, and said with some regret:
"The Demon Dragon Blade was destroyed long ago. This one of mine is just a replica of the Demon Dragon Blade. It is far less powerful than the real Demon Dragon Blade. Otherwise, how could you, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator in the middle stage, escape from the real Demon Dragon Blade?"

“It seems that the essence of four Nascent Soul cultivators is still not enough. However, as long as I devour your flesh and blood and even your Nascent Soul, the power of my flying knife will surely increase again.”

At the crack in the seal of Kunwu Mountain, he unexpectedly used this flying knife to kill four Nascent Soul cultivators. However, those four were only in the early Nascent Soul stage. Although the power of the flying knife was made stronger, the improvement was limited.

Listening to the words of Sisan Zhenren, the hearts of the four people from the Poison Saint Sect sank to the bottom. Even if it was just a replica of the Demon Dragon Blade, based on the power displayed by this flying knife, they would not be able to resist it.

"Who exactly are you? I don't believe that Master Sisan has the ability to copy the Demon Dragon Blade." Yuanying stared at Master Sisan with a smile on his face, and asked word by word with an extremely gloomy expression.

True Man Sisan still had a smile on his face, and he looked at the people from the Poison Saint Sect with ill intentions, and said in a leisurely voice:

"Since you are all doomed, and I am in a good mood, I will tell you."

Halfway through his speech, as if realizing that he had said something wrong, Sisan Zhenren paused:
"Well, that's not right. The only people in Kunwu Mountain who don't know my identity are you, the three Mu Kui monsters and the kid named Han."

"So everyone else knows." Even though the Poison Saint Sect had little to do with them, the gray-haired monk still felt extremely complicated.

Zhenren Sisan did not answer, but just concealed the red glow on his body, and then his body suddenly grew in size again.

A tall monster covered in white hair revealed its true appearance.

This monster was dressed in the clothes of a real person, but it was filled with the aura of a dead person. Suddenly, it turned its head, its eyes flashed with green fire, and its mouth showed fangs. It turned out to be an abnormally shriveled white-haired bear face.

"It's you!" The Yuanying, who had been staring at the four scattered real people, suddenly widened his eyes and let out a cry of surprise.

"The deputy leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, the ten thousand year old corpse bear!" An elder from the Poison Saint Sect said word by word with disbelief in his eyes.

"Deputy Valley Master, our Poison Saint Sect is willing to submit to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. At the same time, we can also lend a helping hand to the Valley Master in Kunwu Mountain." Hua Tianqi's Nascent Soul said without hesitation, without any intention of resisting any further.

"Give me a hand?" The Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bear's eyes glowed green, but he immediately returned to normal and said:

"The greatest help you can give me is to help me improve the power of this replica dragon blade."

"you"

Without waiting for the Poison Saint Sect to say anything more, the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bear attacked without thinking. He woodenly pinched his hands together and suddenly pointed at the bloody blade in front of him.

Suddenly, a bloody light flashed, and after circling in the air, all the blood light turned into a giant bloody blade. After the blade spun around, it disappeared into the void in a flash.

At the same time, a strong sense of life and death crisis could not be dispelled in the hearts of the four people from the Poison Saint Sect. Without saying a word, they released treasures of various styles one after another and tried their best to resist.

For a moment, various colors of spiritual light flashed here, and from time to time there were violent explosion sounds.
A few days later, in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, in the space transformed by the Black Wind Flag, the movement here also stopped, and two figures, one black and one white stood there.

Nie Zhaonan hugged Yin Yue's graceful body, his face full of reluctance. Yin Yue was wearing a snow-white palace skirt at this time, leaning quietly on his chest, her warm eyes full of hesitation and desperation.

"Okay, it's about time." Nie Zhaonan slowly loosened his hands and let go of Yin Yue.

"My husband, please don't forget me," Yin Yue said softly, slightly opening her red lips.

"Of course, Yin Yue, your body is something I can never love enough." Nie Zhaonan placed his hand on Yin Yue's beautiful face and stroked it gently.

"Is it that my previous fox body was more comfortable, or is it that my current body pleases my husband more?" Yin Yue became curious.

Nie Zhaonan looked nostalgic and obsessed. He licked his lips and said seriously:
"Of course it's now. The body of a silver wolf in the late stage of transformation is smoother and more delicate, and naturally tastes better, and it will make me more satisfied. The body of a fox demon can't last for more than half a month. However, the only pity is that I can't take your essence now, which is really a pity."

Seeing the slight disappointment in Nie Zhaonan's eyes, Yin Yue smiled and said:

"After I return to the upper realm, I will definitely practice hard and strive to reach the fusion realm as soon as possible."

With the support of her grandfather, the only Mahayana cultivator of the demon race, it would not be too difficult for her to break through to the fusion stage. Besides, her aptitude was not bad.

"Yes, Yin Yue really understands your husband's heart." Nie Zhaonan nodded, and suddenly remembered something. He spread out his palms, and a storage bag appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Yin Yue.

Yin Yue raised her slender jade hand, stretched out her crystal clear jade fingers, took the storage bag in her hand, revealing a hint of curiosity.

"This is a gift for you. You will definitely like it." Nie Zhaonan explained with a smile.

Yin Yue remembered that her husband had said a few years ago that he would prepare a gift for her. She didn't know what was in the storage bag that made her husband so confident. She immediately sent out a ray of spiritual consciousness to explore the storage bag.

"Ten thousand year old elixir!" After seeing clearly what was in the storage bag, Yin Yue's mouth opened slightly.

"Tsk." Bing Feng, who had been lying on the couch with her eyes slightly closed, couldn't help but sneer.

It's just a thousand-year-old elixir. What's so surprising about it? There are quite a few thousand-year-old elixir in her medicine garden, but they were all taken away by Nie Zhaonan. But she doesn't care.

Knowing that Bing Feng must be extremely resentful of her at this moment, Yin Yue stopped paying attention to Bing Feng, as if she had not heard her disdain. She looked at Nie Zhaonan with excitement in her eyes and said with an uncontrollable joy in her tone:

"Thank you, my husband. With these ten thousand year old elixirs, my future cultivation will be much easier. But aren't the elixirs you gave me too much?"

Most of the elixir recipes above the Spirit Transformation Stage require the use of thousand-year-old elixirs as a supplement. You can imagine the effect of thousand-year-old elixirs.

But the elixir that Nie Zhaonan gave her filled up her storage bag directly. With such a large amount, she couldn't use it up even if she reached the fusion stage!
Even a Mahayana being like her grandfather would find it difficult to produce such a large quantity of thousand-year-old elixirs.

"If you have extra, you can use these elixirs to exchange for what you need. With your status, it won't be any trouble to trade with ten thousand year old elixirs." He can get as many ten thousand year old elixirs as he wants. No matter how many more, it's just a quantity to him, Nie Zhaonan said indifferently.

"Well, the thousand-year-old elixir is also the hard currency among high-level cultivators in the spiritual world. Although it is not as good as some rare materials, no one will easily refuse it. It is also a good choice to use it for trading." Yin Yue nodded slightly and said softly.

She also realized that her husband didn't care about these thousand-year-old elixirs at all, so she put away the storage bag full of elixirs.

Yin Yue was also very tactful and did not ask Nie Zhaonan why he had so many thousand-year-old elixirs, nor did she ask him how many he had in his hands.

"How about this gift, Yin Yue?" Nie Zhaonan asked with a faint smile. "I like it." Yin Yue did not hide her feelings at all, raised her head and took the initiative to kiss him.

Listening to the strange sound coming from her ears, Bingfeng's delicate body felt itchy and she clenched her white and neat teeth.

"How long are you going to waste time like this? Why don't you go back to your spiritual world!" After an unknown amount of time, Bing Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke coldly.

"Are you chasing me away, sister Bingfeng? Do you want to be alone with your husband? Don't worry, I'm very generous and won't hold it against you." Yin Yue turned her head slightly and said jokingly with a smile on her face.

"I will repay you double for the humiliation you have suffered these days!" Bing Feng's eyes suddenly opened and she met Yin Yue's eyes.

"Shame? How many fairies in the world of immortal cultivation want to be close to their husbands but can't even do so. Sister, you are so lucky that you can be so close to your husband so soon, but it's all thanks to me." Yin Yue remained calm and said with a smile.

Bing Feng was slightly startled. After looking at Nie Zhaonan who had a smirk on his face, she turned her head away and said nothing more.

"My husband, you must take good care of Bingfeng, otherwise she will cause trouble to me in the future." Seeing this, Yin Yue still refused to give in.

"Yin Yue is so unconfident? Is she afraid that Bing Feng will catch up with her in cultivation?" Nie Zhaonan raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph, even though my husband has given me so many thousand-year-old elixirs, he will definitely fully support Bing Feng's cultivation in the future. I won't be able to gain much of an advantage." Yin Yue said coquettishly, her voice sounding a little sour.

Bing Feng possesses the blood of the Heavenly Phoenix Spirit, so his aptitude for cultivation is naturally not bad, and is even better than Yin Yue's.

"That's true. Don't worry, if that day really comes, I won't let Bing Feng go too far." Nie Zhaonan nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Bing Feng, who was lying on her side, couldn't help but reveal a hint of pride on her lips as she smiled slightly.

"Okay." Yin Yue agreed reluctantly.

Yin Yue also knew that Bing Feng would be her husband's woman in the future, just like her, and her husband shouldn't be too partial to her.

"By the way, these are some space nodes that I know. Although my husband already has a better choice, it is always better to be prepared." Yin Yue spread out her jade hands, and a white jade slip appeared in her palm.

Feeling Yin Yue's intention, Nie Zhaonan reached out to take it and nodded slightly.

Then the two of them chatted for a few more sentences reluctantly, and finally the silver moon slowly rose into the sky.

Then, somewhere in the air, Yin Yue suddenly stopped, sat cross-legged, and made hand gestures.

A pleasant spell came out from her mouth, and silver light shone from her body. The dazzling light gradually submerged Yin Yue's delicate body, and from a distance, it seemed as if she had really turned into a silver moon.

At this moment, Yin Yue suddenly opened her eyes that had just been closed, opened her mouth, and spit out a disc.

It’s the Anti-Star Plate!
As soon as the disk flew out, it circled and flew above Yin Yue's head, then stopped there steadily.

Upon seeing this, Yin Yue below immediately shot at the treasure with ten fingers.

One after another, spells of different colors struck the disc and were immediately absorbed by it.

In just a moment, a huge vision occurred!

The disc expanded rapidly amidst the starlight. After a while, it turned into a golden wheel with a diameter of several feet. It rotated slowly, with golden light flashing on its surface. Then countless stars gathered in the center.

The light wheel trembled violently, and a golden light column as thick as a water tank shot out from the center of the light wheel and immediately sank into the layers of yellow clouds in the sky.

A deafening roar was heard, and then the clouds near the light column rolled, and the entire ninth floor space began to tremble together.

The place where the light column entered was bright and transparent, and there were several crisp sounds of barriers breaking. Several black cracks instantly appeared in the center of the light, and then the black cracks became more and more numerous and dense.

After a burst of wonderful fairy sounds, a huge passage appeared, and the golden light pillar just disappeared into it. Countless fist-sized light groups floated and danced around it, with different colors and extremely gorgeous colors.

At this moment, a disc about a foot in size flew out slowly from the passage along the golden light column and stopped at the entrance. The light on it kept flickering, and it was exactly the same as the disc ejected by the silver moon.

At this time, the silver light on Yin Yue's body gradually dissipated and converged, and her figure reappeared.

Silver Moon raised her head slightly and looked towards the passage in the sky, a look of loneliness and reluctance showing on her jade-like face. Suddenly, she stood on the halo above her head and slowly rose into the sky.

The target is the huge passage in the air.

As the silver moon and the light wheel under their feet approached, the huge passage seemed to sense something, and the light ball in the passage made a buzzing sound.

The other anti-star disk also trembled slightly and began to rotate, as if it was happy and excited by the approach of the halo, appearing to be very spiritual.

Seeing Nixingpan's performance, Yin Yue smiled faintly, then turned her head and looked deeply at Nie Zhaonan below, her eyes full of affection.

"After this farewell, I don't know when we will meet again. My husband, I hope you can ascend to the spiritual world soon." Yin Yue sighed slightly and said slowly.

"Don't worry about me," Nie Zhaonan smiled, a relaxed smile, but also a little depressed.

After a slight hesitation, Yin Yue no longer hesitated and entered the passage.

Various colored lights emerged in the passage, and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped up Yin Yue and the Anti-Star Disk. There was a loud rumbling sound, and after a violent shaking of the passage, Yin Yue's figure disappeared without a trace in the passage.

The entrance to the passage immediately shattered inch by inch, and after a flash of dazzling light, the entrance completely collapsed and dissipated.

Nie Zhaonan raised his head slightly, looked at the place where Yin Yue disappeared for a while, then sighed slightly, retracted his gaze, and turned to look at Bing Fenglai on the side. The slightly lost expression on his face disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)