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Chapter 431

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The legends of Qin Wentian circulated around Grand Xia, yet Qin Wentian himself had vanished without a trace.

There was a rumor saying that when he was in the Pill Emperor Hall, a fairy-like maiden appeared and rescued him. As for the veracity of this rumor, no one could verify it.

Qin Wentian's life or death was unknown.

Mo Qingcheng's life or death was unknown.

There were some who said that both of them had already died, while there were others who said that Qin Wentian was still alive, waiting for a day when he would step into the Pill Emperor Hall to avenge Mo Qingcheng.

Time slowly flowed by. Today, a piece of news caused quite a commotion in the Demon Continent.

In the wilderness outside the Demon Continent, there were people who saw a fairy-like silhouette. Her entire body was filled with fatigue, yet she was carrying the gigantic silhouette of a great roc on her back as she soared through the air with great difficulty. Occasionally, that fairy-like silhouette would even cough out a mouthful of fresh blood.

When this news circulated around the Demon Continent, the hearts of many trembled. A fairy-like maiden, a gigantic roc? Could it be that the rumor regarding the Pill Emperor Hall was true?

There were even people who went to the outskirts of the Demon Continent to investigate, yet how could they find the silhouette of that fairy-like maiden and the great roc?

In the blink of an eye, another month passed. A total of three months had already passed since Qin Wentian's heaven-shaking actions in the Pill Emperor Hall.

The forested mountain range near the Demon Continent was boundless and boundless. Many adventurers came here, but they didn't dare to venture too deep in. There were simply too many dangers hidden within.

And today, in the depths of the mountain range, on top of an ancient mountain peak, a gigantic silhouette could be seen lying there. The eyes of this gigantic silhouette gleamed with sharpness and coldness, as it stared ahead, exuding a sense of sorrow.

If one got nearer, they would discover to their shock that this gigantic silhouette was actually the silhouette of a great roc.

This great roc was none other than Qin Wentian in his human form.

Back then in the battle, his vitality was greatly damaged. Despite transforming into a great roc, his life force was incomparably vigorous, yet he still narrowly lost his life. Luckily, the power of his bloodline was too tyrannical, allowing him to slowly recover. Three months later, he finally woke up. Not only that, the injuries in his body were gradually healing.

Although he was alive, his heart was as cold as ice. Qingcheng, was she no longer in this world?

Every time he thought of this, his heart would ache even more. His gaze was like a sharp blade, wanting nothing more than to slaughter his way into the Pill Emperor Hall once more.

However, why did Qing Cheng's pellet also disappear?

That day after he fainted, Qin Wentian had no idea what happened next. He thought that he would die but when he woke up, he discovered that he was lying on the back of a fairy-like figure. Qing`er had been carrying him on her back all this time.

In the distance, a gust of wind blew past as a lithe silhouette flickered and appeared in front of the great roc. In her hands, there were some medicinal herbs which she placed in front of Qin Wentian's mouth.

Qin Wentian looked at Qing Er and opened his mouth. Then, Qing Er fed the herb into his mouth. After that, she walked to Qin Wentian's abdomen and prepared to carry him on her back.

"Qing'Er."

At this moment, a voice drifted out from the great roc's mouth, causing Qing'Er's countenance to falter. After which, she slowly walked to the side of Qin Wentian's head and quietly stood there.

She was still the same as before, she didn't like to talk.

Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice, "There's no need to carry me on your back. I will fully recover after a few more days. It's just that after I passed out that day, what happened? Qingcheng, she …"

Qing'Er turned and stared at Qin Wentian. After which, she shook her head and replied, "I don't know how she is now."

She truly didn't know. She only knew that an extremely powerful expert appeared and told her not to tell Qin Wentian about this. She believed that this person was doing this for Qin Wentian's sake. As for Mo Qingcheng, she also had no idea how she was doing at the bottom of the cliff.

Qin Wentian fell silent. He turned his eyes and stared into the distance.

Qing'Er could feel the sorrow in Qin Wentian's heart. She was speechless, and the two of them fell silent. After a long time, Qing'Er cast another glance at Qin Wentian. Lowering her head, she softly spoke, "Maybe, she is still alive."

Qin Wentian's countenance stiffened. He turned his gaze onto Qing'Er once more, but he didn't say anything. His countenance gradually dimmed. Maybe, Qing'Er was consoling him.

"Qing'Er, thank you."

Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice, causing Qing'Er's body to tremble. After which, she slowly sat down on the ground, accompanying Qin Wentian just like that.

Before this, she was always mysterious and unfathomable. Unless there was something important, she wouldn't show herself. But this time around, she didn't leave and chose to hide in the shadows. Instead, she sat beside Qin Wentian. She could feel the sorrow in Qin Wentian's heart.

Everything that Qin Wentian had done in the Pill Emperor Hall, she had personally witnessed it.

It was as though she was truly exhausted. After sitting there for a long time, as night gradually descended, Qing'Er closed her eyes and quietly fell asleep. Her body leaned against Qin Wentian's gigantic head, her breathing was even and rhythmic. Her beauty was dazzling to the extreme.

Qin Wentian sighed in his heart. Despite the sorrow in his heart, he was still touched.

He naturally knew that Qing'Er was injured, and her injuries weren't light either. Yet, she still carried him on her back, all the way from the Moon Continent to the Demon Continent.

Humans weren't plants or trees. How could Qin Wentian not feel gratitude in his heart?

The early morning sunlight cascaded down on the Demon Continent, causing the forest to be filled with vitality. Today, Qin Wentian stood up and slowly walked forward. Qing'Er followed beside him.

A few days later, Qin Wentian's speed gradually increased.

And after a few more days, the great roc could already spread its wings and soared into the skies. Qing'Er sat on his back, gazing at the scenery in the distance.

Dusk, the glow of the setting sun blanketed the skies, illuminating the Demon Continent.

In this part of the Demon Continent, there were a few experts strolling about. They were adventurers who came here to hunt demonic beasts.

At this moment, one of them inclined his head and stared at the red glow of the setting sun. Instantly, his gaze froze, as though he had just witnessed an inconceivable scene.

At the peak of an ancient mountain, there was a gigantic boulder. On top of the boulder, a great roc could be seen, gazing at the skies. The roc was like something straight out of a painting, so beautiful that it caused one to be breathless.

Not only that, beside the great roc, there was a peerlessly beautiful silhouette. It was none other than Qing'Er, who had removed her veil, revealing her true features.

An otherworldly beauty, as well as a tyrannical ancient great roc. The visual impact of such a scene was too intense.

"What's wrong?" The others asked in a low voice. Following the gaze of that person, they too stared at the peak of the mountain. Their gazes instantly froze, as they were all captivated by the scene before them.

At this moment, that fairy-like silhouette slowly walked up to the back of the great roc and sat down. The great roc unfurled its 3,000-meter-long wings and abruptly flapped, causing a raging wind to kick up. The silhouette of the great roc soared up into the clouds, as though it wanted to soar into the sunset.

The great roc soared into the clouds, whistling through the air with terrifying speed. The raging wind buffeted Qing'Er's body, yet she merely sat there quietly, gazing at the scenery in the skies.

"How beautiful." Qing'Er stretched out her hands, wanting to grab a strand of red light. However, she discovered that it was merely an illusion, she couldn't grab it at all.

"You've cultivated a secret art, but can't you transform into a human?" Qing'Er mumbled, her voice directly transmitted into Qin Wentian's ears.

"The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation allows me to communicate with the demonic divinities of the eight directions, bestowing me with such power. It's irreversible." Qin Wentian soared through the air as he spoke. In his heart, it was unknown what he was thinking.

Although he was a demon, his strength would soar by leaps and bounds. But since he was a human, how could he be willing to remain a demon forever?

"There will always be a way." Qing'Er's voice was crisp and melodious, as though she was in deep contemplation.

"So what if I'm a demon? Since I'm a great roc in the clouds, I'm the king of the skies. As a demon, I also want to be the sovereign of the skies." Qin Wentian's voice was filled with arrogance. The wings of the great roc flapped even more ferociously as he soared through the clouds like a bolt of lightning.

After a moment of silence, Qing'Er continued, "But, I still want you to be a human."

Qin Wentian's gaze flickered as he fell into silence once more.

A human and a demon continued advancing, as fast as lightning. Finally, a Demon City appeared in their vision. Looking down from the clouds, one could see the entirety of the Demon City with a single glance.

In the air above the Celestial Lake Palace, a raging wind abruptly gusted as a terrifying great roc descended from the skies. This caused the countenances of those from the Celestial Lake Palace to drastically change. When they sensed the tyrannical aura of the great roc, they all exclaimed in shock.

"That's Princess Qing'Er."

At this moment, their gazes abruptly landed on Qing'Er, who was riding on the back of the great roc. Only then did their nervousness recede, as their hearts pounded wildly.

Princess Qing'Er had actually returned riding on such a powerful great roc. Numerous silhouettes flickered as the great roc soared through the air, causing a raging wind to kick up. The silhouette of the great roc descended upon the vast public square, its gigantic eyes sweeping through the surroundings, causing the hearts of the spectators to involuntarily tremble.

At this moment, a few silhouettes appeared in the air. The person in the lead was an exceedingly beautiful maiden. Just by standing there, she exuded an aura of majesty.

At this moment, her gaze landed on the great roc, as a gentle light flickered in her eyes. After which, her silhouette flickered as she appeared beside the great roc. Looking at Qin Wentian, she stated, "Child, it's been hard on you."

Qin Wentian's countenance flickered, as a look of bewilderment flashed in his eyes. However, the beautiful maiden then replied, "I'm Qingmei."

"Fairy Qingmei!"

A brilliant light flickered in Qin Wentian's eyes as he greeted, "I pay my respects to Senior."

Fairy Qingmei stretched out her hands, gently stroking Qin Wentian's head. Sighing, she turned her gaze to Qing'Er, "Qing'Er, are you alright?"

Qing'Er lightly shook her head, not saying anything. Yet, the hearts of those from the Celestial Lake Palace trembled.

Fairy Qingmei had actually appeared. Why was she so gentle towards the great roc?

Who was this great roc exactly?

The location of the Celestial Lake Palace was too remote. They were situated in the middle of a mountain range, and rarely interacted with the outside world. Hence, the news they knew was much more limited. Other than Fairy Qingmei and a few others, the others didn't know what happened in the Pill Emperor Hall.

"Everything that happened here is forbidden to be leaked out." Fairy Qingmei's gaze swept over the crowd as she commanded.

"Yes, Fairy Qingmei." It was rare for the crowd to see Fairy Qingmei in person. All of them respectfully replied, not daring to defy her command.

"Let's go," Fairy Qingmei spoke to Qin Wentian and Qing'Er, before turning and departing the area!

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