Volume 14, Chapter 909 – Certain Kill (Part 1)

“You actually dared to call this Immortal Emperor an idiot? You really deserve to die!”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor was trembling with rage. He was usually high above, treated with reverence even by his own parents. When had he ever been mocked like this?

“Useless rage, come kill me then, idiot Immortal Emperor…”

Qi Huang laughed more wildly with every word.

“You bitch!”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor could no longer contain himself. He charged headfirst toward the spatial rift.

CRACK! CRACK!

The spatial rift of the cultivation realm naturally couldn’t withstand an Immortal Emperor’s body. The rift shattered one after another, but the Ziji Immortal Emperor rushed in vain, his body still remained in the Immortal Realm.

“Brother-in-law, don’t act rashly. Immortals who recklessly destroy lower realm space will be heavily penalized.”

The Weixin Immortal Emperor hurriedly stopped him. Since repairing spatial rifts consumed the Heavenly Dao’s power, wanton destruction was not tolerated.

“Sob sob… Esteemed elders, you… you must avenge my father…”

Having narrowly escaped death, Yan Ying ran over sobbing and pleaded.

“Niece, it’s not that we don’t want to help… You saw it yourself, immortals can’t descend to the cultivation realm.”

The Weixin Immortal Emperor sighed helplessly.

“You bitch, give my father’s life back!”

Seeing no one to rely on, Yan Ying tried to rush into the lower realm herself.

“Niece, calm down.”

The Weixin Immortal Emperor quickly reached out to stop her.

“You killed my father. The Immortal Alliance will never let you go.”

Yan Ying barely held back her rage, her expression twisted in a vicious threat.

“The Immortal Alliance? This National Preceptor doesn’t even care about the Heavenly Dao, what’s the Immortal Alliance to me?”

A look of scorn appeared on Qi Huang’s face.

“Publicly defying the heavens—neither the Heavenly Dao nor the Celestials will spare you. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, death will find you.”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor roared.

“Yes, niece, for someone doomed to die like her, you don’t need to throw your life away.”

The Weixin Immortal Emperor tried to persuade Yan Ying again.

“No matter. The Heavenly Dao won’t let you two go either. We’ll see who survives longer.”

Qi Huang said indifferently.

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“Still spreading heresies!”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor was furious and turned to Yan Ying. “Niece, you should immediately report the situation here to Alliance Master Yin. Even if the Heavenly Court won’t let us use Assimilation Power, we must beg them to intervene.”

“Understood!”

Yan Ying nodded firmly, then turned her sharp gaze to the Fengming Empress. “And you, Feng Jiu’an! You’re the Empress of the Fengming Immortal Kingdom. You brought your whole clan and dared to betray the Immortal Alliance? Are you not afraid of extermination to the ninth generation?”

“The ninth generation?”

The Fengming Empress smiled calmly, then raised her right hand and looked at the spatial ring on her finger. “Sorry, my entire clan is in here. I’m afraid you won’t be able to exterminate anyone. Also… the current Empress of the Fengming Immortal Kingdom is you, not me.”

“You—”

Yan Ying was speechless, eyes wide in frustration.

“But you still betrayed the Immortal Alliance. There must be a reason. Was it really all for that Fang Yuan?”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor took over the questioning.

“Of course. Fang Yuan is the only Tianjizi in the Fengming Immortal Kingdom. With him, the country has a future.”

Feng Jiu’an admitted this openly, then continued, “Of course, that’s only one of the reasons. Secondly, I used to be the Empress. If the Immortal Alliance breaks its word, it’s guilty of deceiving the sovereign. I’m merely upholding the laws of the Fengming Immortal Kingdom, nothing wrong with that.”

“Quite the sense of duty. Already abdicated, yet still thinking of the kingdom’s future.”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor mocked.

“Even if I’ve abdicated, I’m still a citizen of the Fengming Immortal Kingdom. It’s only natural to do something for its future.”

Feng Jiu’an answered with calm dignity.

“Stop dreaming. You’ve openly defied the heavens. Even if he’s a Tianjizi, he won’t escape death. And neither will you.”

Yan Ying lashed out without restraint.

“Yan Ying, let me remind you: you are the current Empress of the Fengming Immortal Kingdom. Aren’t you afraid of chilling your people’s hearts by saying such things? In fact, you should be thanking me.”

Feng Jiu’an smiled with an ambiguous expression.

Thus, both sides fell into a war of words. Qi Huang’s side, being “outnumbered and outgunned”, quickly became a bit parched. She then released Cheng Hongling and Fang Yuan.

“What’s up with your hair?”

Cheng Hongling asked in surprise.

“No big deal. That Yan Yi just gave me a new hairstyle.”

Qi Huang replied breezily.

“Really? And did you ‘thank’ him properly?”

Cheng Hongling teased.

“I did. I sent him to reunite with his ancestors.”

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Qi Huang responded with the utmost politeness.

“Hehe, actually, this hairstyle isn’t bad. You look a lot more mature now, very womanly.”

Cheng Hongling comforted her, then added, “Would be even better if you could wash your hair.”

“Womanly? That other personality of mine would probably love it. Not me though.”

Qi Huang shook her head, then changed the topic. “Right now we’re locked in a war of words. Join in—we can’t let them get the upper hand.”

“I’ll pass. You know I’m not good at sparring with words.”

Cheng Hongling declined. She glanced casually toward the Immortal Realm, then furrowed her brows. “That Ziji Immortal Emperor is still alive? So you didn’t get that heart fragment?”

“Yeah, the bastard used a piece of the Heavenly Stele as armor. This National Preceptor had to let him go for now.”

Qi Huang said calmly.

“Haha! Really know how to flatter yourself. ‘Let me go’? How long is this ‘for now’? With the Heavenly Stele armor on me, I could stand here all day and let you hit me, and you still couldn’t break my defense in a hundred years!”

The Ziji Immortal Emperor continued to mock.

“We’ll see.”

Qi Huang remained unfazed, glancing around. “Since no one wants to waste any more words, it’s time we headed back.”

“Let’s go. We’ll find another way. Staying here isn’t safe anyway.”

Cheng Hongling agreed.

Qi Huang then led the group away, though her black-and-white phoenix eyes were still flickering with thought.

“Don’t leave! Come fight me one-on-one! I mean in bed—haha…”

“In bed? Your tastes are twisted. Can’t you tell she’s a ghost?”

“No problem! This Immortal Emperor has a strong stomach. Even cold leftovers taste fine to me.”

Seeing Qi Huang and the others leave, the group of immortals stood before the rift and hurled vulgar taunts, trying to provoke her into returning.

But Qi Huang ignored them and continued leading the others forward.

“Next, we need to find another chance to enter the Immortal Realm. The relatives of those ghost clans are still waiting for us to pick them up.”

Cheng Hongling planned aloud.

“Pick up relatives? What relatives?”

Feng Jiu’an asked in confusion.

Cheng Hongling paused, then politely explained the situation from start to finish.

“Didn’t think you were so good at winning hearts. Most strong cultivators wouldn’t bother running errands for a bunch of ghosts. They’re just prisoners after all.”

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A hint of surprise crossed Feng Jiu’an’s mature and beautiful face.

“Winning hearts? We’re just doing what’s right.”

Cheng Hongling shook her head gently.

Feng Jiu’an paused, then gave a self-deprecating smile. “Seems I was judging the honorable with a petty heart. Still, after this, you’ll surely face a tough road in the Immortal Realm. Be careful.”

“Us? And what about you?”

Cheng Hongling countered, then probed, “What are your plans?”

“Me?”

Feng Jiu’an glanced at Fang Yuan beside her. “I need to find a way to get him back to the Fengming Immortal Kingdom. A Tianjizi is far too important to a nation, that’s why I risked everything to save him.”

“Then you’ll have to overthrow the Immortal Alliance and become Empress again. Otherwise, even if you get him back, it’s feeding him to the wolves. He won’t survive, and even if he does, no one will trust him.”

Cheng Hongling warned.

“I wish it were that simple. Though the Immortal Alliance lost a Grand Elder, they still have many powerful cultivators. The most difficult ones are the Alliance Master and the other Grand Elder.”

Feng Jiu’an sighed.

“Grand Elder? What cultivation does he have?”

Qi Huang asked curiously.

“Human Immortal.”

Feng Jiu’an replied.

“Only a Human Immortal? How did he become a Grand Elder? Nepotism?”

Qi Huang was baffled.

“In the cultivation world, strength is everything. If nepotism could land you a Grand Elder position, the Immortal Alliance would have been destroyed long ago.”

Feng Jiu’an chuckled and explained, “First, he’s a Tianjizi, highly respected. Second, just because he’s a Human Immortal now doesn’t mean he always was. At his peak, he reached the eighth layer of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. He fell due to age and physical decline.”

“Then the strongest in the Immortal Alliance is Yin Wan.”

“The past is the past. Why be afraid now?”

Qi Huang still didn’t get it.

“His body is indeed decayed and weak, but his soul hasn’t faded. With Divine Sense at the eighth layer of Heavenly Tribulation Realm, can you withstand that?”

Feng Jiu’an warned solemnly.

“Uh…”

Qi Huang and Cheng Hongling exchanged glances, their expressions suddenly heavy. If it were just Yin Wan, they could use guerrilla tactics. But a soul at that level? That wasn’t someone they could mess with right now.

“No need to panic. Though his soul is powerful, his body is a huge burden. He can barely move. In theory, he shouldn’t be able to act.”

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Feng Jiu’an quickly reassured them.

“You heard that? A powerhouse at the eighth layer of Heavenly Tribulation Realm… we can’t let our guard down for even a second. I need to get back and absorb that heart fragment immediately.”

Cheng Hongling turned to Qi Huang.

“What heart fragment?”

Feng Jiu’an asked instinctively, but no one answered her.

“Don’t rush. Let’s finish this matter first.”

Qi Huang suddenly stopped walking.

“What matter?”

Cheng Hongling was puzzled.

“I promised to help you get that heart fragment from the Ziji Immortal Emperor. I keep my word.”

Qi Huang halted completely.

“Don’t be reckless. He has the Heavenly Stele armor. We can’t handle that right now. Powering up is more important.”

Cheng Hongling tried to persuade her.

“Which is tougher: the Heavenly Stele or the Immortal Realm’s spatial barrier?”

Qi Huang suddenly changed the topic.

“Of course the spatial barrier. The Heavenly Stele was built before Celestial Ascension, still within Immortal-level power. No way it’s harder than the barrier.”

Feng Jiu’an answered without hesitation.

“Good!”

Qi Huang raised her brow, then looked around. “Based on the ratio between the cultivation and Immortal realms, I should be standing in the same spot as where the Ziji Immortal Emperor is over there.”

“And?”

Feng Jiu’an looked utterly lost.

“And?”

Qi Huang’s lips curled into a smile. Behind her, the Boundless Demonic Hair flared up once again, twisting together into a massive high-speed spinning tentacle, and pierced fiercely into the space before her.

CRACK!

The space of the cultivation realm was feeble and couldn’t withstand such a blow. A huge hole was instantly torn open.

‘Why’s she suddenly going berserk?’

The people around her were all stunned. But just then, a bloodcurdling scream echoed out, making them instinctively look… And what they saw would forever be etched in their memories.