Chapter 0-87. Never Repents
“I tried to guard against everything, but I still couldn’t prevent it.”
Qin Gou sighed deeply, wondering what kind of sin he had committed in a previous life to be the most cursed cultivator among all righteous sects.
“Everyone listen carefully, the one who planted the Fate-Changing Soul Seal on Xinting was me, your Master. At that time, I also performed this technique on myself.”
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Upon receiving the joyous news of Qin Gou’s successful breakthrough, Yan Suoyun, the Demon Lord of Arid Prison, appeared in Demon Emperor City.
However, before he could formally enter the Abyss Palace, a sound transmission suddenly echoed in his mind. He immediately turned and headed in another direction, quickly finding Ying Wusheng, the Death’s Halt Demon Lord.
“Arid Prison Demon Lord, were you perhaps planning to go challenge Qin Gou of Arc-Moon Mountain and his cronies alone just now?” Ying Wusheng asked with some surprise.
Yan Suoyun frowned slightly, clasping his hands behind his back, his tall figure standing perfectly straight. He retorted, “Death’s Halt, have you been lurking here the entire time?”
A cold sneer formed at the corner of Ying Wusheng’s mouth. He said without hesitation, “Yes, opportunity knocks but once. How could Death’s Halt give up so easily?”
“You are right.”
Yan Suoyun nodded slightly. “Indeed, now is an excellent time to fight Qin Gou of Arc-Moon Mountain!” He had also received a message; the battle-eager Qin Gou was desperately seeking opportunities to spar.
“Then it seems, Arid Prison Demon Lord, your purpose for coming this time is indeed the same as mine? As the saying goes, ‘Strike the enemy when they are down!’ This proverb perfectly describes the current situation.”
A cold light surged in Ying Wusheng’s eyes, and he asked with a playful smile, “Moreover, Arid Prison Demon Lord, the coffin you asked me to prepare for Qin Gou earlier was not just a casual remark on my part. I had already selected it with great care! I just don’t know about the Demon God…”
“Don’t worry. The Demon God will take action at the time he deems most appropriate to clear obstacles for you and me,” Yan Suoyun said vaguely.
After all, he couldn’t tell the truth: the so-called ‘Demon God’ was already waiting for them inside the Abyss Palace.
“However, the Abyss Palace is currently protected by numerous grand arrays, both inside and out. Once the Arid Prison Demon Lord and I proceed, we will be detected by the enemy immediately. This is not conducive to…”
Ying Wusheng’s words were cut short. His expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look in the direction of the Abyss Palace.
“This can’t possibly be a coincidence, can it? The grand arrays surrounding the Abyss Palace have suddenly converged simultaneously? Could it be that the Demon God has already made a move!”
“Indeed. Although it may not be the Demon God directly attacking and destroying the arrays openly, the reason this has been accomplished at this moment must be related to the Demon God,” Yan Suoyun said with a meaningful implication.
Those grand arrays were originally established to assist his Eldest Senior Brother, Qin Gou, in his breakthrough. Now that Qin Gou had successfully advanced, there was no longer any need to maintain them.
But these arrays all converged precisely when Ying Wusheng was starting to feel troubled. If it wasn’t a coincidence, it was destiny.
“In that case, Senior Arid Prison and I shall depart now?” Knowing the secret protection of the Abyss Demon God, Ying Wusheng instantly felt confident and let out a hearty laugh.
“With favorable conditions of heaven, earth, and humanity, there’s indeed no need to wait any longer,” Yan Suoyun agreed immediately, even looking at Ying Wusheng with a strangely appreciative gaze.
It was truly not easy for someone who insisted on courting disaster to find the entire world seemingly helping them in the end, with all sorts of coincidences opening the gates of hell.
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“Is that really how it is? Such a promise kept, a soul transformed in one day, such an astonishing feat. It’s likely only Master could do such a thing, and speaks of it so calmly even now.”
“And Senior… Sister too. Even before she cultivated, her boldness was incomparable to today’s. She also accompanied Master and willingly accepted the Fate-Changing Soul Seal!”
“Let’s just call him Eldest Senior Brother!”
Zhao Xinting said with a wry smile, “It’s been so many years. If you suddenly change your titles, I, as your elder brother, won’t be able to get used to it myself.”
“Then, Eldest Senior Brother… are you accustomed to this current Dao Body?” Qiu Qianyue asked curiously.
“Wench Qian Yue, did you even understand what Master said? I have always been this Dao Body, from beginning to end, and have never changed. It was just that before, both Master and I had restricted ways of thinking due to the Fate-Changing Soul Seal!”
Zhao Xinting felt like crying but had no tears. “Of course, there’s also something that makes me find it quite amusing… The domineering power of the Fate-Changing Soul technique made me only realize a few days ago that… when urinating, I squat instead of standing like ordinary men. It turns out this was not my own invention at all! It doesn’t mean I’m not like the common folk, but that all women in the world do it this way!”
“You…”
“Eldest Senior Brother acting with the mindset and identity of a male cultivator for so many years hasn’t been entirely without benefits. For example, when discussing such private matters, he has no reservations at all, completely open and honest,” Ye Qishuang said, her eyes blushing.
Zhao Xinting said with a relaxed expression, “Little Shuang’er, it’s you who should change your ways for being so easily embarrassed. Look at Qian Yue, she also has a normal expression and doesn’t think what I said is anything to be ashamed of.”
“Qian Yue would only get shy if Eldest Senior Sister kissed me on the lips!”
“Qiu Qianyue!” Zhao Xinting gritted his teeth. “Are you really starting this now? What did you promise me before? You dare to tease me like this in front of me?”
“Qian Yue is just taking advantage with her mouth…” The Debt Girl quickly blinked her large, watery eyes and said earnestly.
“That’s more like it, but… you bastard! Why are you suddenly making that provocative expression of licking your lips at me? What are you trying to do? Don’t think I don’t know what this means!”
“Ah? This is just a subconscious habit of Qian Yue’s. Just like Master and Eldest Senior Brother sometimes unconsciously touch their noses. Doesn’t everyone have their own little habits?”
“Can that be the same?” A hint of fear flashed in Zhao Xinting’s eyes. “Master, may I use self-defense?”
“As you wish.” Qin Gou spread his hands casually. And speaking from experience, he added, “But you also know, when it comes to lust, your Fourth Junior Sister always admits her mistakes but never corrects them.”
Zhao Xinting’s mouth twitched. “Isn’t that because you, Master, are too soft-hearted and have spoiled this little shrew like this all along? I’m different! Qian Yue, do you understand? I, your elder brother, have never known what it means to cherish a woman!”
After speaking, Little Zhao couldn’t help but glare at the Debt Girl with feigned anger.
For a moment, the Debt Girl clasped her hands together, as if she were truly sweating cold sweat, and said obediently, “Qian, Qian Yue sincerely admits her mistake. I swear I will never tease my most respected Eldest Senior Brother again. From now on, besides Master, I won’t provoke anyone!”
“That’s good then!” Zhao Xinting said contentedly.
“What’s good about it!” Qin Gou almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
“It’s over, Master, you don’t know?”
Little Zhao’s mouth immediately curved into a playful arc. “In fact, it’s only when it comes to lusting after Master that Fourth Junior Sister truly admits her mistakes, but never corrects them!”
