txolops Chapter 78 Holy Demon Island
Chapter 78 Holy Demon Island
Inner Star Sea, the northwestern border region.
Near the boundary between the inland sea and the open sea, there is an extremely strange sea area.
This sea area is shrouded in thick black fog and leaden-gray clouds all year round, never seeing the sun.
The seawater was a viscous dark red and black color, with wisps of black gas occasionally rising from the seabed.
From the air, it looks as if a bottomless abyss lies beneath the surface of the sea, hence the name "Black Abyss Sea".
But in the Chaotic Star Sea, it also has a name that strikes fear into the hearts of all—the Demon Burial Sea!
Legend has it that this place is the remnant of an ancient battle between cultivators and ancient demons. Since pure demonic energy still leaks out from the depths of the sea, this claim is deeply believed by the cultivators of the Chaotic Star Sea.
Deep within the Demon Burial Sea stands a colossal black island called Holy Demon Island, which is the dojo of the current demonic giant, "Six Paths Supreme Saint".
Surrounding Holy Demon Island are several small and medium-sized islands, one of which is the territory of Lady Wen, the Daoist companion of the Six Paths Supreme Saint.
In the center of this island stands a massive, cross-sectioned mountain peak, its cut surface as white as jade, making it extremely conspicuous in the dark, sunless sea, hence the name "White Jade Mountain".
At the top of the mountain stands a magnificent palace built of massive black stones.
At this moment, Lady Wen is in seclusion in a cave deep within the palace, meditating in quiet contemplation.
Inside the cave, Madam Wen sat cross-legged on a white jade bed.
Her eyes were slightly closed, and a faint crimson aura flowed around her body. Her spiritual energy gathered into a visible vortex, and its buoyancy was astonishing.
However, upon closer inspection, one can see a hint of pain between her tightly furrowed brows, indicating that her old injuries have not yet healed.
"Reporting to Master, Young Master Wen Tianren is requesting an audience outside."
A clear, cool female voice came through the barrier, breaking the silence of the quiet room.
Madam Wen slowly opened her eyes, a fleeting red light flashing in them.
Outside the cave, Qingyu, a female disciple in the early stage of Core Formation, stood respectfully with her hands at her sides, holding a communication jade slip in her hand. Her expression was respectful, yet also revealed a hint of worry for her master's injuries.
Madam Wen waved her hand and released a burst of spiritual energy, causing the stone door to open with a loud bang.
Qingyu walked in respectfully and held the jade slip in her hands.
Did he say what it was about?
Madam Wen spoke calmly, her voice cool and detached.
"Reporting to Master, the young master did not say it explicitly, but only sent a message saying that he would report it in person," Qingyu replied in a low voice.
"Okay, let him in. You wait outside."
"Yes, Master."
Qingyu accepted the order and withdrew.
Before long, a handsome young man wearing a long robe with purple and gold trim and a golden crown walked into the main hall of the cave.
The young man had a diamond-shaped gold mark on his forehead, and his eyes and brows revealed a hint of evil arrogance.
But when he saw Madam Wen sitting in the main seat, his expression turned solemn, and his arrogance vanished instantly.
He immediately stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Disciple Wen Tianren greets Master's wife."
"Get up. What brings you here today?" Madam Wen remained expressionless.
"Reporting to Master's wife, Master has ordered you to go there."
Wen Tianren stood up, bowed his head, and spoke respectfully.
Madam Wen remained seated, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest of her chair, and said calmly, "Your master summoned you; why did you have to come all the way here in person?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Tianren raised his head, his eyes flickering: "Master's wife, have you done something again? Master, he..."
Madam Wen paused slightly as she touched the armrest.
She slowly raised her eyelids and quietly gazed at Wen Tianren.
Those were unfathomable eyes, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet an invisible pressure belonging to a Nascent Soul cultivator descended upon Wen Tianren's shoulders like a mountain.
"Tennin."
Madam Wen's voice remained calm, yet it carried a chilling aura that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"You know your master's temper. There are some questions that a disciple shouldn't ask."
Wen Tianren's pupils contracted, as if intimidated by this aura, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
He took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and continued, "Please calm down, Master's wife. Tianren is just worried about you... Master is truly angry this time, and I'm afraid you..."
"My affairs are none of your business."
Madam Wen withdrew her gaze, her tone returning to its usual calm: "If he wants to see me, I will go. You may leave."
She knew that it must have been the wisp of spiritual power that Mu Chunfeng injected when he probed the restrictions within her body that disturbed the restrictions and thus attracted the attention of the Six Paths Supreme Saint.
However, Wen Tianren did not leave.
He gritted his teeth, forced out a drop of blood essence from his fingertips, and formed a hand seal, creating a faint blood-red barrier that blocked all probes from outside the cave.
Madam Wen frowned slightly, but did not stop him; she simply looked at him coldly.
After setting up the barrier, Wen Tianren knelt on one knee, looking directly into Madam Wen's eyes, his tone urgent and fervent: "Master's wife! I know you also want to break free from Master's control, but this is by no means something that can be accomplished overnight..."
"presumptuous!"
This time, Madam Wen was truly enraged.
She slammed her hand on the armrest, and a powerful spiritual pressure descended, causing Wen Tianren to groan and a trickle of blood to escape from the corner of his mouth.
"Wen Tianren! Do you know what you're saying? If such disobedient words were to reach your master's ears, both of us would be tortured to death!" Madam Wen's face was as cold as ice.
Ignoring the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wen Tianren crawled half a step, then abruptly raised his head. His once captivatingly wicked eyes were now filled with bloodshot veins and urgency.
"Aunt! There are no outsiders here, why do you still have to put on this face towards Tianren? Have you forgotten what that old devil did to our Wen clan back then!"
Upon hearing the words "clan aunt," Madam Wen's violent spiritual pressure suddenly froze.
Looking at the young man before her, who was connected to her by blood, a deep, undisguised pain flashed in her eyes.
Back then, the Six Paths Supreme Saint suddenly changed his personality and turned against his sister Wen Qing. Later, he even slaughtered the Wen clan. Only Wen Tianren was spared because of his special physique and was chosen by the Six Paths Supreme Saint to be his disciple.
However, at that time, she was bound by a restriction placed on her by the Six Paths, becoming a puppet under their control, and could only watch helplessly, unable to stop it.
The past is like a knife, each cut piercing the heart. Madam Wen's jade-like hands, hidden in her sleeves, clenched tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh. It took her a long while to suppress the emotions that were about to spiral out of control.
"Aunt, you can't keep acting so blindly on your own!"
Wen Tianren lowered his voice, his tone filled with anxious pleading, "If you secretly search for a way to break the restriction and reveal even the slightest clue, it will surely incur the old demon's wrath! Tianren has come today to ask you to be patient for a while and join forces with me!"
He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed intently on Madam Wen: "I recently discovered a lost technique called 'True Sound Technique' in an ancient book. The book records that if we find someone with the pure yin body of a young woman, we can sense the True Demon Altar that the old demon has been searching for for so many years! With the help of that altar, we can definitely break free from his control!"
Wen Tianren became increasingly agitated as he spoke, even taking a half-step forward: "Aunt, if my aunt and I join forces, and secretly contact those guys in the Star Palace, we can work together from the inside and outside, and perhaps we can completely kill that old devil and avenge ourselves!"
However, upon hearing this, the pain in Madam Wen's eyes was gradually replaced by a deep sense of self-mockery and bitterness.
As a member of the demonic path, she had also heard of the legend of the Pure Yin Body of the Maiden. Even the Six Paths Supreme Saint had once searched for it, but had not found it.
"The virgin's pure yin body only exists in legends; where in the Chaotic Star Sea could it possibly exist?"
Her voice was somewhat forlorn. Of course, she also wanted to break free from the control of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, but she knew that it wouldn't be that easy.
Moreover, she had already placed her bets on Mu Chunfeng to break the deadlock. Those unfathomable double pupils had given her a glimmer of hope for escape, so she naturally wouldn't waste her time chasing after a legend that even the Six Paths Demon couldn't find.
"It will happen! The ancient book records that this 'True Sound Technique' is a secret method passed down from an ancient tribe in the Chaotic Star Sea. That tribe actually possessed the 'Virgin's Pure Yin Body'! As long as I can find the descendants of that tribe and follow the clues, I'm sure I'll find this constitution!"
He stared intently into Madam Wen's eyes, his tone almost pleading: "Aunt, I beg you, please don't risk your life alone anymore, join forces with me!"
Looking at Wen Tianren's anxious face, a barely perceptible hint of tenderness flashed in Madam Wen's eyes, but it was quickly covered by a deeper sternness.
She knew all too well the terror of the Six Paths Supreme Saint; if the two of them were bound together, they would both die if things failed.
"Since you have your own plans, then go ahead and do your thing. Don't worry about me."
Madam Wen withdrew her gaze, her tone returning to its usual calm and even tone, devoid of any emotion.
She waved her hand slightly: "I have my own plans. You just need to be a good 'young master'."
"Aunt! You..."
Seeing that she was still unmoved, Wen Tianren's eyes flashed with anxiety, and he wanted to try to persuade her again.
"That's enough, get out of here."
Without another word, Madam Wen suddenly waved her sleeve. A powerful yet gentle spiritual force surged forth, transforming into a gust of wind that swept Wen Tianren up and sent him out of the cave hall without a word.
"Boom—"
The heavy stone door slammed shut, and the protective aura flowed like ripples on water, completely isolating the inside from the outside.
Outside the cave, Wen Tianren steadied himself in mid-air. He looked at the massive, tightly closed stone door before him, a hint of helplessness and worry flashing in his eyes, which ultimately turned into a long sigh.
"Auntie...please take good care of yourself."
He muttered something under his breath, then reverted to his arrogant and charming demeanor as the young master. With a flash, he transformed into a golden streak of light and left Baibi Mountain.
With Wen Tianren's departure, the empty hall fell into a deathly silence once again, leaving only Madam Wen alone.
She sat upright on the stone seat, gazing in the direction of the stone gate. After a long while, she let out a barely audible sigh.
"Tianren, don't blame your aunt for being ruthless. This demonic abyss is treacherous, and we are both walking on thin ice... You go to find your altar, and I will plot my breakthrough. We will work on two separate paths without interfering with each other... If Mu Chunfeng can truly succeed, your aunt will definitely lend you a hand after she escapes; if you can find it first, it will also be a way out for the Wen family."
Lady Wen suppressed all her emotions, her gaze turning cold and resolute once more. She stood up, straightened her slightly disheveled palace attire, and resumed her aloof and unapproachable demeanor as the Holy Lord's consort.
Since that old devil has become truly enraged and summoned her, she has no choice but to go this time.
The thought of the unfathomable cultivation and cruel methods of the Six Paths Supreme Saint caused Madam Wen's hands involuntarily to tighten slightly in her sleeves, but her eyes became even more determined.
Lady Wen gently raised her jade hand and cast a crimson spell.
"Buzz—"
The protective aura on the stone gate receded like a tide, and the heavy stone gate slowly opened to both sides once again.
She stepped out of the cave and stood atop White Jade Mountain, letting the cold sea breeze flutter her skirt.
Her gaze pierced through the thick black mist, landing on the towering demon palace on Holy Demon Island. Then, with a flash, she transformed into a blinding crimson streak of light and vanished into the sky.