Chapter 102: Chapter 79: Little Turtle’s Identity

"Why is there a Great Demon Fiend in the heart of the Dynasty?"

"Didn’t they say..."

"...that eight hundred years ago, the Great Yu Sword Immortal’s world-shattering strike carved a celestial chasm between the lands of the Human Race and the Demon Monster Mountain Range, and that since then, no Great Demon Fiend could ever harm the Human World again?"

The wind and rain raged on.

Inside the dilapidated temple.

Evil spirits bowed their heads, and First-Grade experts trembled.

"Immortal!"

"You are an Immortal!"

A red robe forced himself to step forward, cupping his hands in a salute.

In that instant.

A breeze swept by.

This First-Grade Minor Grandmaster, a man who stood at the apex of the Human World, saw his flesh and blood wither. He aged rapidly, and before he could even show his terror, his breath was gone.

He was dead.

Only Su Chen could see that the Yellow-skinned Old Immortal had devoured a tenth of the red robe’s remaining twenty years of life—a total of two years.

Furthermore.

The First-Grade red robe’s cultivation transformed entirely into a wisp of Qi, which the Weasel Demon sucked into its belly.

’The yellow-skin’s Seeking Immortality... is it an Immortal Skill for cultivation that practices Life Stealing?’

Su Chen gazed over.

’This Life Stealing technique is a bit like that of the Tomb Immortals.’

’The Tianwu Emperor couldn’t have hired a Great Demon Fiend for a mere fourteen Immortal Stones.’

’It definitely has another mission.’

’This place is only three miles from the Imperial Mausoleum. I wonder if this Weasel Demon has its sights set on it.’

"Demon Fiend!"

"You... you Demon Fiend!"

Another red robe, scared out of his wits, abandoned the carriage. His True Essence erupted as he tried to flee.

"You’re the demon!"

"Your whole family are demons!"

"During the Seeking Immortality ritual, you’re not allowed to call me a demon! You have to call me an Immortal!"

The great Weasel Demon flew into a rage, stamping its feet in fury as black mist billowed from its body.

In an instant, the mist enveloped the entire temple. Countless smaller weasels emerged from the black fog, swarming over the red robe and devouring him until only a clean-picked skeleton remained.

"Save me!"

The red robe shrieked in agony.

Before the Great Demon Fiend.

He couldn’t even muster his True Essence.

"..."

Sikong and the other remaining red robe trembled in body and soul, falling silent.

Before a Great Demon Fiend, a First-Grade expert was no more than an ant.

If they made a move, they would die too.

For the Seeking Immortality ritual, only one final sacrifice remained.

The two of them exchanged a glance and looked in unison toward Xu Ge.

"No one wanted to run into this yellow-skinned... sir, but if we want to live, one more person must be sacrificed."

"To complete the three-vouching ceremony."

"That way, everyone can survive!"

They wanted Su Chen to sacrifice Cyan Sparrow.

"Aren’t there two more people in the carriage?"

"They’re useless anyway."

"Why not sacrifice them?"

Su Chen didn’t even look up, casually prodding the bonfire with a branch as he replied faintly.

"You!"

"Do you have any idea who is in that carriage?"

"That’s Lady Consort Mu, the birth mother of the traitor Jie, and His Majesty’s most beloved Young Prince! They are our masters, and you’re just a Royal Slave Eunuch..."

The last remaining red robe was so furious his eyes looked fit to burst. If Sikong hadn’t held him back, he likely would have rolled up his sleeves and attacked Su Chen already.

"Master Xu, let me try. Maybe I can subdue it..."

Cyan Sparrow was eager to give it a go.

With her level of strength, she naturally couldn’t perceive how terrifying this Yellow-skinned Demon was. She was still a greenhorn with limited experience and assumed it was just some Second or Third-Grade Demon Fiend.

Who runs into a level-100 monster right out of the gate?

Su Chen pulled her back.

He rose to his feet.

He looked at the Yellow-skinned Old Immortal.

"Your Seeking Immortality ritual. Say it again."

Seeing his stance, it seemed this Captain Xu actually intended to be the third sacrifice himself. This made Sikong frown and the red robe sneer.

’How absurd.’

’What do you think you’re facing?’

’This is a legendary Great Demon Fiend!’

Seeing this, the evil spirits in the dilapidated temple were about to go mad with fear. They waved their hands frantically, trying to warn the Yellow-skinned Old Immortal not to clash with this man.

The Yellow-skinned Old Immortal was over two hundred years old. Although an evil spirit, it had been enlightened by an Immortal in its youth and had embarked on the path of seeking a decree for ascension. As a Half-Demon, Half-Immortal, it was completely unable to perceive how terrifying the person before it was.

This overwhelming Great Sun blood and Qi... even they had only ever sensed it from the Mountain Master.

And who was the Mountain Master?

The one and only Upper-Rank Great Demon in the entire Demon Monster Mountain Range!

’Captain Xu is courting death. He’s already a Eunuch, yet he can’t even give up a single woman. He’ll never amount to anything significant.’

Sikong closed his eyes, not bothering to watch any longer.

On the other hand...

A pair of eyes peeked out from the carriage.

"Sir Officer, do you think this humble old one is a demon, or an Immortal?"

The Yellow-skinned Old Immortal came to a stop before Su Chen and cupped its hands in a salute.

Its face was full of anticipation.

’It has to be Immortal!’

’Otherwise, my Seeking Immortality ritual will fail, and I’ll have to go on a killing spree.’

"It’s over!"

Inside the temple, the evil spirits were on the verge of a collective freak-out.

’On this trip for seven Immortal Stones, losing a ghost maiden was one thing... but if we lose a Great Demon Fiend too, how are we supposed to explain that to the Mountain Master?’

"Immortal!"

Su Chen said.

"HAHAHA!"

"I, Lord Immortal, have succeeded!"

The great Weasel Demon roared with laughter.

BOOM!

In that instant.

An invisible suction force emerged, attempting to plunder Su Chen’s lifespan and feed it back into the Yellow-skinned Old Immortal.

However.

The suction force couldn’t budge him at all.

Because Su Chen was an Extreme Realm First Grade!

Su Chen remained as steady as a mountain. Instead, his eyes gleamed faintly as he sensed the workings of the Seeking Immortality Skill, a dawning understanding appearing within him.

Ever since he obtained the Wordless Book, he, a practitioner of Mortal Cultivation, could now understand the spiritual script that carried Immortal Skills—something that previously only Spirit Root Cultivators could comprehend, memorize, and cultivate.

After that layer of Heavenly Secret that separated Immortals from mortals had been broken.

As long as he could understand it, he could cultivate it. It was as simple as that, not much different from the methods of Mortal Cultivation.

’This Seeking Immortality Skill is rather interesting,’

Su Chen mused.

One breath passed.

Ten breaths passed.

Half a cup of tea’s time went by.

The atmosphere in the dilapidated temple grew somewhat silent.

"You... how are you not dead yet?"

The red robe was stunned.

Sikong was shocked.

"Yeah."

"How are you not dead yet?!"

"You already agreed! You should’ve been sucked dry by me!"

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