Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 135 Rainbow Clouds
Deep within the Flame Demon City, crimson curtains hung low like congealed blood, and eerie blue ghostly flames flickered from glass candlesticks, making the interwoven shadows within the hall even more unsettling. Fu Yingshi, clad in flowing blue robes, gently waved a bone fan in her hand, her gaze fixed on Jiu Huo. Jiu Huo's delicate brows were furrowed, and the pearl on her phoenix crown gleamed coldly in the candlelight, signifying the futility of her attempts at persuasion.

"Judging from the Queen's expression, her attempt to persuade the Demon Lord has failed." Fu Yingshi's voice was like a venomous snake's hiss, carrying a hint of worldly wisdom and composure. As the bone fan opened and closed, black mist seemed to swirl around it, adding to the mystery of this gloomy palace.

Jiu Huo sighed softly, her jade hand unconsciously clenching the corner of her sleeve, her eyes full of worry: "The Demon Lord is so obsessed with determining the victor of Lian Emei, I'm afraid that this will be targeted by the righteous path."

Fu Yingshi remained calm, a faint smile playing on his lips: "The Demon Lord is warlike and skilled in battle. It's not surprising that he was defeated by Lian Yunren in the past and is eager to avenge himself." He tapped his palm lightly with his bone fan, making a crisp sound. "Moreover, what the Demon Lord said is not wrong. The existence of Lian Yunren is indeed a hidden danger that cannot be ignored in the Demon Realm."

In his view, the Demon Lord's obsession, though dangerous, was not entirely unreasonable. The power of the Emei Sect was always a sharp blade hanging over the Demon Realm.

"Sigh, I just hope that the Demon Realm's subsequent actions will go smoothly." The complex situation and the sheer amount of effort required to hold things together left even Jiu Huo feeling utterly exhausted.

"Or we could split into two groups now."

"Splitting the troops into two groups?" Upon hearing Fu Yingshi's suggestion, Jiu Huo looked puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"While the Demon Lord's actions are diverting the attention of the righteous path and various forces, he also plans to find a way to repair the rift in the Demon Realm. If the rift can be successfully repaired and repaired, the freed-up troops will become a surprise force for our side, which will surely deal a heavy blow to the righteous path."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing what Master Fuying said, Jiu Huo fell into deep thought.

To reconnect the broken line in the Otherworld, the Yin-Yang Bone is indispensable, but finding this item is no easy task, unless...

Is there a pawn shop...?

……

“Jin Bazhen, if you are still unwilling to release the Seven-Colored Clouds, don’t blame me for taking extreme measures.”

While the Demon Realm awaited the resurrection of the Demon King Yama, the righteous path, in the Realm of Nothingness, in preparation for the impending attack of the Demon Lord, Tan Wuyu provoked Jin Bazhen again with fierce words.

Jin Bazhen looked at Tan Wuyu with the same stubbornness and obstinacy in his eyes as before, "Tan Wuyu, even if Jin Bazhen sheds his blood here, he will never agree to release the Seven-Colored Clouds."

"Tan Wuyu and Jin Bazhen, both of you, calm down."

Mu Shaoai and Ren Chenfu tried to comfort and reassure the two, but the atmosphere between Tan Wuyu and Jin Bazhen remained tense.

"Mu Shaoai, you should know how tense the situation is right now." Tan Wuyu glanced at Mu Shaoai and said coldly, "Yammo Hanba will be resurrected soon, and the current situation no longer allows Jin Bazhen to act recklessly."

"No matter what, I cannot release the Seven-Colored Clouds," Jin Bazhen insisted. "You don't need to ask why."

After saying this, Jin Bazhen turned and left. Mu Shaoai, watching his friend's departing figure, sighed deeply. He saw Tan Wuyu making a move to chase after him, so he had to reach out and stop him.

"Tan Wuyu, you should calm down too," Mu Shaoai advised.

"The Demon Realm may be stained with blood in an instant. The situation cannot be delayed any longer. This is the fastest and most convenient shortcut. Jin Bazhen is really too willful!" Tan Wuyu said indignantly.

Ren Chenfu, who was standing to the side, said, "Tan Wuyu, calm down first. Mu Shaoai, you persuade Tan Wuyu here. I'll go and persuade Jin Bazhen."

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Mu Shaoai also looked helpless.

Watching Ren Chenfu chase after Jin Bazhen's retreating figure, Tan Wuyu and Mu Shaoai exchanged a glance, their faces no longer showing the sorrow and helplessness they had displayed moments before. Jin Bazhen, whether you can catch this big fish depends on your performance.

……

On the dark riverbank, Jin Bazhen, who had walked away in a huff, stopped at the riverbank with a lingering look of worry on his face. Ren Chenfu was chasing after him. After looking at Jin Bazhen's back, he hesitated for a moment and finally sighed and said, "Jin Bazhen, don't worry. Tan Wuyu has no ill intentions."

“Tan Wuyu is like this, and so is Mu Shaoai.” Jin Bazhen frowned. “I don’t understand, is the righteous path truly helpless against the Otherworldly Demon Realm if they leave the Yunren?”

"Sigh." Ren Chenfu comforted them in a low voice, "Haste makes waste. The previous operation was a series of setbacks, and many people were injured or killed. They are all in disarray now."

Jin Bazhen didn't speak, but the worry on his face lingered.

Seeing this, Ren Chenfu said, "Actually, releasing the Seven-Colored Clouds is also a solution. What is the reason that makes you insist on refusing?"

Jin Bazhen glanced at Ren Chenfu and shook his head. "Of course I have my reasons. In short, I absolutely cannot give up Seven-Colored Clouds and Rainbows, no matter what the reason or who says it."

"In this way, you will face unbearable pressure from Mu Shaoai and others."

"If the Seven-Colored Clouds are no longer on me, then who can force me to do anything?" Jin Bazhen said, a resolute look on his face.

"What?" Ren Chenfu was startled upon hearing this. "What are you planning to do?"

Jin Bazhen remained silent, but silently took out an embroidered gold pouch from his sleeve. Looking at the pouch, he hesitated.

"Could this be..." Ren Chenfu came back to his senses.

“This is the Seven-Colored Cloud,” Jin Bazhen said. “Open the treasure bag and the cloud will immediately disperse into the air, and Pingshan will land on the ground immediately.”

"This... calm down," Ren Chenfu said again, trying to persuade him.

Jin Bazhen ignored it, only looking at the rolling river in front of him: "The Demon Realm killed my daughter and son-in-law because of this thing, and my friends turned against each other because of it. Let such a coveted and contentious thing sink to the bottom of the river forever."

"No!"

Seeing this, Ren Chenfu rushed forward in three steps, but Jin Bazhen's movements were even faster. The treasure bag containing the seven-colored clouds was thrown straight into the river and quickly sank to the bottom.

"Sigh." Ren Chenfu, who was unable to stop him, looked annoyed, but after a moment he composed himself and looked at Jin Bazhen, hesitant to speak.

“That way they won’t be able to force me anymore,” Kim Pal-jin said firmly.

"Fine, it's come to this, I respect your decision."

"Thank you, but I'm tired. I need to go check on Shi'er."

“I will go with you.”

Just after Jin Bazhen and Ren Chenfu left, another figure appeared, leaped into the water, and emerged from the water a moment later. In his hand was none other than the Seven-Colored Cloud that Jin Bazhen had thrown into the river earlier. Then the figure disappeared from the scene.

(End of this chapter)