Chapter 0.57. Demon Grace Order
Following closely, Mo Qingyang probed around with his divine sense and asked in confusion, “Demon Lord Jia Ren, why are Arid Prison and Death’s Halt seniors not here?”
“Because I never intended to tell them about this matter,” Jia Ren replied truthfully.
“But, although I don’t wish to trouble the Demon Lords too much, Qin Gou of Arc-Moon Mountain has too many people and forces. Or, has Senior Jia Ren already decided to mobilize the power of the Ren Clan?” Mo Qingyang’s expression changed slightly.
“You still haven’t understood my meaning. This isn’t a matter of trouble, it’s that I simply don’t want to inform them.”
This was actually Jia Ren worrying needlessly. If the Arid Prison Demon Lord Yan Suoyun truly knew everything, the outcome of this matter would likely not change at all.
“Wha, what? Demon Lord Jia Ren, what exactly are you trying to do?” Mo Qingyang was completely bewildered.
At this moment, Qin Gou suddenly interjected, asking, “Ren Su?”
“That’s right,” Xiao Su immediately nodded with a happy smile.
“Surrender? Senior Jia Ren, how can you surrender without a fight?!” Mo Qingyang was dumbfounded.
“You…” Seeing this, Ren Su’s eyes were filled with helplessness. She quickly looked at Qin Gou and said, “Uncle, why don’t you explain it then? Perhaps, Xiao Su really should change her name in the future!”
This girl was not usually so impatient, but today, she had been plagued by misfortune. Even her qi was a bit turbulent when cultivating. It wasn’t until she saw Qin Gou just now that her mood improved slightly. Mo Qingyang had unfortunately walked right into the line of fire.
“There’s nothing to explain. That’s why I said, Fellow Daoist Mo has truly been trapped in Eternal Seal Ice for far too long. Many things in this world have changed greatly. Moreover, Xiao Su’s name is still quite pleasant if one doesn’t overthink it,” Qin Gou spread his hands and chuckled.
As Mo Qingyang watched the ‘Jia Ren’ Demon Lord and Qin Gou interact with such familiarity, his eyes widened in panic and disbelief, “So you were already colluding!”
With that, Mo Qingyang quickly distanced himself from Ren Su, gripping the Ban Qin Saber in his hand, his eyes filled with a cold glint. “Jia Ren, as a Generation Demon Lord, you conspired with Qin Gou, betraying the great Demon God and countless Abyss Citizens!”
Ren Su looked at Mo Qingyang with a confused little face and immediately said, “Then do you know that Uncle he’s actually…”
“Xiao Su.”
Qin Gou interrupted, waved his hand, and signaled Qingyu, Xinting, and the others to remain calm. His gaze calmly fell upon the blade in Mo Qingyang’s hand, and he smiled indifferently. “Old Mo, this Ban Qin Saber in your hand, I presume you obtained it from a certain Saint Monarch’s suspected tomb within the Abyss?”
Hearing this, Mo Qingyang’s face turned ashen. He glanced at Ao Banwei among the crowd and said in a cold voice, “You must have learned this secret from this seed that exists solely for the revival of the Saint Monarch, haven’t you? But if you want to learn more from me, you can dream on!”
“Mo Qingyang, I wasn’t sure back then, but now, as I understand the Nine Saint Monarch more and more, I think if that day truly comes for her revival and return, she would see you as you are now and be very disappointed,” Qin Gou shook his head.
“Nonsense!”
“Qin Gou, what right do you have to talk about Lord Saint Monarch?” Mo Qingyang’s killing intent surged, and he shouted sternly, “Do you really arrogantly think that this sovereign understands the Saint Monarch better than an outsider like you?”
“Then don’t you think, among all the Little Saint Monarchs, why has none of them ever sought to borrow the power of you, a Demon Emperor, and stay by your side?”
Qin Gou’s expression was calm. “From what I understand, although you were once adopted by Luo Wei Ban and became her adopted son, due to her many enemies, you didn’t truly live together for very long! And now, through contact with one Little Saint Monarch after another, I naturally know more than you about Luo Wei Ban’s many deeds after you parted ways.”
“As you said before, you used to hear Luo Wei Ban often mention the terrifying story of ‘killing wife to gain command,’ expressing her hatred for her biological father, Luo Cangming, to others. But she didn’t know that this was actually a way for her to deliberately draw a line and protect her father.”
“You mean, am I, Mo Qingyang, have never truly understood the Saint Monarch’s heart?” A brutal smile suddenly appeared on Mo Qingyang’s lips. “So what? It’s a trivial matter! The Saint Monarch will certainly enter a period of weakness after she revives. At that time, I will personally transform her into the perfect form I envision, won’t that suffice?”
“Old man, do you know what you’re saying right now?” Qin Gou’s gaze turned cold. “I thought you might truly have some genuine admiration for the Nine Saint Monarch, but it seems I was mistaken.”
“You don’t understand. Has the Saint Monarch also ever seen the real me?”
Mo Qingyang’s sharp gaze passed over Qin Gou and fixed directly on Ao Banwei. “That year, a group of damned ‘Standing Earth Tormentors’ massacred my clan. The Saint Monarch happened to arrive and saved my life. But even she didn’t know that the raging flames that reduced the clan’s ancestral home to ashes were personally set by me amidst the chaos! I didn’t even spare my brother, who was still clinging to life, I cruelly refused to go to him, all so the Saint Monarch would have no reason not to keep the solitary me, who had nowhere to go, by her side and cultivate me!”
“I succeeded… This is how I seized the opportunity to prostrate myself at the Saint Monarch’s feet. Even a tiny bit of favor bestowed by her could lead to a meteoric rise! And since then, there has been nothing in this world that I dared not do, or could not do!”
“So that’s how it is. Clearly, I truly got to know Mo Qingyang only today. You are indeed an arrogant fool… and incurably ill!” Qin Gou’s gaze was deep.
“I only know that I have come this far by sacrificing everything. I have always managed to escape misfortune, and this time will be no exception!” he shouted coldly, as if having made some kind of decision. A dark golden token suddenly appeared in Mo Qingyang’s palm.
“Uncle Qin, this is the Demon Grace Order. Once activated, it can instantly open a passage in the void, requesting a nearby Demon Lord to come to the rescue. And even if Xiao Su directly refuses, the Demon Grace Order will continue to search for and communicate with the next Demon Lord!” Ren Su, the wench, had an extremely strange expression at this moment. “Mo Qingyang, you actually still had this trick up your sleeve.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Qingyang let out a wild laugh and crushed the Demon Grace Order in his hand.
Qin Gou turned and said, “It seems I need to leave for a while!”
“Qin Gou, it’s laughable that you want to escape now, it’s far too late!” With a sinister laugh, Mo Qingyang contemptuously glanced at Qin Gou’s receding back, then looked at the crumbled Demon Grace Order in his palm. This was already his last trump card.
In an instant.
Above the void, an invisible, powerful force violently tore open a hideous and terrifying dark rift.
With demonic patterns flowing in his twin pupils, clad in a blood-red robe, the Zhenyu Demon Lord, radiating an imposing aura like a deep and stable mountain, slowly stepped out of the void rift, and asked back in confusion, “You said, who is trying to escape?”
