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Yu Ping Mountain is the highest mountain in the current realm. There is a saying that as long as one stands atop Yu Ping Mountain, all the Ten Thousand Races can see its silhouette.
Hei Yao gritted his teeth upon hearing this. "But, Lord Yao Sheng told me that this artifact is merely a mortal item." The tomb owner is somewhat special; he is the eldest disciple of the Blood Emperor!
As soon as Chen Moxuan heard the name Blood Emperor, his eyes instantly turned red. A handsome and cold figure with pale skin and blood-red glimmering eyes appeared in his mind. This guy's strength was formidable, nearly on par with his master's. He could be called the Demon Overlord, who at that time feared chaos in the world and killed righteous people indiscriminately.
Thus, his master took him to confront the Blood Emperor in a life-and-death battle! The Blood Emperor could create a Blood Sea domain, where all life that died within it would be resurrected as Puppets. Because of this, Chen Moxuan was constantly thrown into the Blood Sea, enduring inhumane torture.
To inflict torment upon him required celestial power, and as soon as celestial power was used, his master could sense the opponent's location. It was because of his master's help that he became the first person in the three realms to break the Blood Emperor's Blood Sea technique.
Thinking of this scene made Chen Moxuan snort coldly. "Master, I truly believed your nonsense back then. Just this little Na Ring—how could it compensate for my spiritual trauma?"
Looking down at Hei Yao beneath his feet, Chen Moxuan shouted fiercely, "And you! You, Blood Emperor! Your limbs severed, all five cleanly cut off! You still want to leave a legacy to harm future generations?"
Hei Yao was stomped on and spat out Yao Xue. He felt quite wronged himself, unable to understand why he cursed the Blood Emperor while simultaneously being stepped on with such force!
Chen Moxuan smirked coldly, his eyes filled with mockery as if watching an absurd drama unfold. "Hmph, Hei Yao, do you really think you can lay your hands on the Blood Emperor's legacy? Don't dream about it! Such evil things bring misfortune to anyone who touches them, let alone taking them away."
He increased the pressure underfoot; Hei Yao cried out in pain as Yao Xue splattered everywhere but could only swallow his grievances silently, cursing inwardly without daring to make a sound.
Beside them, Tiger Brother watched with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. In a rough voice, he asked, "Chen Moxuan, wasn't that demon back then something you dealt with personally?"
The scene was a grim reminder of the past, and I couldn't understand how you could still harbor such hatred for him after all these thousands of years.
Chen Moxuan's eyes suddenly deepened, as if a candle had been lit, illuminating the dark memories of the past. He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful.
Because that Blood Emperor shamelessly used me as a threat against my master during their confrontation. I still remember his cold, mocking face as he dared to say to me, word by word, "You wouldn't want your disciple to die right in front of you, would you?"
In that moment, I felt as if I could see the struggle and pain in my master's eyes—a vulnerability I had never witnessed before. Master Shao Lanyin was a renowned figure within the Three Realms, yet because of me, she was forced into such a predicament by a Demon Overlord.
As he spoke, Chen Moxuan's fists tightened, his nails digging deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped red marks. Yet he seemed oblivious to the pain.
Do you know what that feels like? It’s like being used as a bargaining chip by the person closest to you, with your life hanging in the balance. And all I could do was watch helplessly as that demon used my life to challenge my master's limits.
At that moment, I hated the Blood Emperor with all my being and despised my own powerlessness.
Meanwhile, Shao Lanyin was secretly observing her disciple and felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She hadn’t expected her disciple to care for her so deeply; tears began to well up in her eyes.
I truly deserve this guilt for driving my disciple away from home. Shao Lanyin felt overwhelmed with self-reproach, nearly on the verge of tears.
Just then, Chen Moxuan continued, his tone betraying a barely perceptible tremor.
Do you know? In the end, my master chose me. She risked everything to break the Blood Emperor's Blood Sea technique and saved me.
In that battle, my master was injured and needed years of seclusion to recover. And while I lived on, that experience became an indelible shadow in my heart.
How could a mere Na Ring possibly compensate for everything I went through?
Tiger Brother remained silent; though it was a beast, it sensed the profound sorrow and helplessness in Chen Moxuan's words. It let out a low growl, seemingly expressing its own feelings of anger and grief.
Just as it roared, it suddenly heard the last sentence. In an instant of silence, Tiger Brother swatted Chen Moxuan away with a powerful paw.
Shao Lanyin, consumed by guilt, felt an overwhelming urge to fly down and give that troublesome disciple a good scolding!
Feeling a sense of guilt that seemed to weigh heavily on him, Shao Lan Yin Yi waved his hand, causing the scene before him to vanish in an instant.
Chen Moxuan rubbed his back and stood up. "Hey, no matter what, I’ve worked hard for this! Tiger Brother, how dare you hit me! I’ve suffered enough in the past! What’s wrong with wanting a little something more?"
Tch. Tiger Brother displayed a distinctly disdainful expression.
"By the way, does the Blood Emperor really want to team up with the Immortal Emperor?" Chen Moxuan scoffed. "He’s just overestimating himself. How could my master ever look at someone like him? He’s nothing but a pretty boy!"
While the two were engaged in their banter, Hei Yao was stealthily crawling away in the distance.
In the next moment, Chen Moxuan stepped directly on Hei Yao.
"Enough! No matter who sent you, go back and tell them that the Blood Emperor's things are off-limits to your demon clan. We don’t need another calamity cropping up after a hundred years!"
Though he was at a disadvantage, Hei Yao glared back with eyes full of fury. "Chen Moxuan, don’t think just because you have a bit of strength now that you can suppress my demon clan! We’ve been silent for too long; we won’t stay quiet forever! The human race will eventually pay for what they did back then!"
Chen Moxuan responded by kicking him away. "Stop rambling and take your words back! Be careful or I’ll have my master reinforce the seal at Ten Thousand Demons Mountain for you!"
"You’ve had your fun these years; it’s about time you faced some consequences!"
In the end, Hei Yao left obediently.
"Hmph, it really takes a beating to make them behave," Chen Moxuan muttered to himself.
Tiger Brother grinned. "Honestly, I kind of miss the Blood Emperor. His flesh is so tender—though it smells a bit foul, it tastes quite good."
Chen Moxuan nodded in agreement. "That’s how it is when cultivating with blood; once you reach a certain depth, it all starts to stink!"
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