Dao Court, Dragon Head Mountain.
"Lady Bingjian, please return. It's not that I don't want to introduce you, but Grand Uncle-Master has ordered that he will not meet anyone in seclusion. I can't help you," the disciple on duty said to Liumu Bingjian with a bitter smile.
Liumu Bingjian was not surprised. If it was so easy to meet Venerable Taixu, countless people would have come to visit. She took out the Kunlun Token and passed it to the disciple, "I won't make things difficult for you, but I'm sure you recognize this token."
The disciple took the token suspiciously. After taking a closer look, he exclaimed, "Is this the Kunlun Token?"
The Kunlun Token was unique to Kunlun. It was said that because Su Beike was guarding the pass, Venerable Taixu personally made this token and named it the Kunlun Token. With this token, one could order the Dao Court to do anything.
"Now, can I meet Venerable Taixu?" Liumu Bingjian asked.
The disciple on duty said, "Since it's the Kunlun Token, I have no reason to stop you. However, the road to the end of the world is not easy. Lady Bingjian should be mentally prepared."
"Please give me a guide," Liumu Bingjian took back the Kunlun Token.
The disciple on duty nodded and went to get a temporary guide, instructing the guards not to stop her along the way. With the guide, Liumu Bingjian climbed all the way to the peak of Dragon Head Mountain. She could see the lush green forest and flowers competing with each other. The breeze was like wind chimes, singing a sweet melody in the mountains, valleys, and clouds.
"What a heavenly atmosphere. If it wasn't for the Kunlun Token, I wouldn't be able to come here."
Liumu Bingjian stopped to admire the scenery for a moment. Then, she followed the disciple on duty and continued forward. After crossing a rainbow bridge, the misty clouds in front of her formed a cloudy staircase. The staircase went straight up, and no one knew where it was going. She lifted her steps lightly, creating ripples. The ground was transparent, and she could see tens of thousands of feet into the sky. She could not help but feel dizzy. After all, at such a height, unless she had cultivated to the level of flying, she would definitely die if she fell.
She did not know how many steps the cloudy staircase led to. At first, she was only worried that she would miss a step. After crossing the clouds, strong winds would blow from all directions, and she had to stop to defend herself. That was not all. Every time she climbed a step, there would be four seasons. Hell Fire, Rain, Spear Forest, Sword Rain, and Tsunami Landslides, and other phenomena. came one after another, which made her miserable.
The sun began to move to the west, and Flowing Wood Ice didn't know how many times she had watched the sun set. Just as the world was about to sink into darkness, she finally saw a building hidden within the clouds. She felt incredibly happy, as this journey had been incredibly difficult. After taking a few quick steps, he suddenly felt something. Looking up, he saw a beam of divine light soaring into the sky from the pavilion. It carried thousands of clouds and surged towards the southwest like a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses.
The clouds suddenly disappeared, and the sky was like a boundless mirror. It seemed to be able to reflect anyone's appearance. It was so pure, transparent, and beautiful. At this moment, Liumu Bingjian seemed to have realized something. The anxiety and sorrow of not being able to get what you want came from far away, and went far away. It was not like I stopped here. Maybe it has always been like this.
What am I doing now? I am running around for Brother Yan's life. If not, why would I let that female demon go so easily? Yes, Brother Yan must have the answer I am looking for!
Clenching her fists, the Goddess of War was even more determined to save Yan. She passed the last ten steps and sat cross-legged in front of the pavilion. Because just now, the divine light was obviously the master of this place. She did not know where the master of this place went, but she would always wait.
…
The Demonic World.
The air in the Heavenly Demon Palace was filled with a sense of coldness.
The ceiling here was more than seventy feet high, and the entire main hall appeared grand and magnificent. There were giant pillars that needed several people to wrap their arms around, and on top of them were dragons and tigers, vivid and lifelike. All of this made the stalwart man sitting on the purple gold throne, which symbolized the glory of the king, even more mighty and domineering.
The icy-cold floor was paved with purple gold bricks that had been cut with a high level of skill. Every brick had the exact same pattern and the exact same size. Not a single mark was missing, and not a single mark was added. Even now, there were still piles of defective purple gold bricks outside the Sky Demon Palace. Every brick there represented the life of a craftsman.
Under the throne, there were a few people standing in front of the bronze beast platform. The leader was Crown Prince Ye Qiuchi. Lu Suxue stood behind him obediently. She hid her humbleness under the shadow of the pillar. Thinking of what she had done to Li Xueyi and the eldest disciple of the King, she could not help but tremble. She was afraid that she would be exposed. Even if her father was one of the five messengers of the Heavenly Demon Palace.
The whole hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace was in a kind of silence.
Lu Suxue could not stand it anymore. She secretly observed Ye Qiuchi's expression through the reflection of the stone bricks. She found that the latter was no different from usual. He looked like he had the pearl of wisdom in his hands and had a well-thought-out plan.
Lu Suxue was observing Ye Qiuchi's expression. Ye Qiuchi was also observing his own complexion through the reflection of the stone bricks. On the surface, there were no flaws. However, in the depths of his heart, there was a mixture of uneasiness, agitation, excitement, jealousy, anger, and other emotions. These were enough to make his face twist. However, with his foster father on the throne, he could not expose himself. These were the qualities that were most unqualified for a King. He was uneasy about whether there were loopholes in the execution of the plan. He was excited that after planning for so many years, he could finally get rid of Li Xueyi. It was natural for him to be excited. He was jealous and angry because Li Xueyi had finally become someone else's woman. This jealousy and anger made him sink into a kind of contradictory and painful pain.
"Li Xueyi is here." A cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
Qing Long walked in from outside the hall and stood to the side. Li Xueyi followed closely behind. Her steps were graceful, and she did not feel any shame for losing her chastity.
Seeing this, Ye Qiuchi secretly cursed the b * tch. However, he put on a sincere smile on his face. "Senior Apprentice-Sister, you've come." His eyes could not help but be attracted to her as if there was a magnet. He suddenly realized that he had never seriously sized up Li Hongzhuang. It turned out that her beauty was so enchanting and soul-stirring that people could not help but feel a strong desire to possess her. Why did she only feel this way when she had been possessed? Could it be that I was born to be a bitch? His gaze gradually changed.
Lu Suxue was very sensitive to this change. She was secretly jealous and could not help but lift her head to reveal a victorious smile at Li Xueyi. "Tower Master, long time no see. Your complexion is still the same. Congratulations."
As Li Hongzhuang walked, her gaze moved slightly and swept over Lu Suxue. There was no sadness or anger. Finally, she looked at Ye Qiuchi tenderly. "Junior Apprentice-Brother, did my maidservant serve you well?"
PS: Three chapters for you. Personally, I still like Li Hongzhuang the most. I'll be busy again tomorrow ~ ~
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