Chapter 359: Unpleasant First Encounter

Chapter 359: An Unpleasant First Meeting

Is life a grand dream, and how many autumns have passed?

But in this grand dream, can she still wake up?

“How ruthless! Someone set up a killing trap here, luring us into it.”

“Fellow Daoist, I am the Saintess of Butian Sect. How about we break out together?”

“Idiot!”

The woman was slightly stunned.

The next moment, her face paled, and her heart pounded as she watched the cold man devour the corpses on the ground.

“This… was all done by you?”

“Fool!”

The man was concise, always replying with only two words.

“Vicious Beast, can’t you speak properly!” The woman was furious, her chest heaving slightly.

Normally, when people were in front of her, they either felt ashamed of themselves or tried their best to show their extraordinary qualities.

Yet, the man before her, facing such a great beauty, only spoke vulgarities.

The man ignored her, not even glancing at her, and broke through a passage, walking forward.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then followed him.

“Get lost, stop following me!”

“You… flatter yourself. This path doesn’t belong to you. I’ll walk wherever I want. What does it have to do with you?”

“Useless!”

The woman was indignant, biting her pearly teeth tightly. When had she ever suffered such insults? She really wanted to beat him up and torment him severely.

But she still held back, because the surroundings were a sea of corpses and blood. Fighting here would not benefit her.

Finally, after a fierce battle, both were covered in wounds, their clothes stained with blood, as they escaped the dangerous land.

“Hey, we’ve been through thick and thin together, haven’t we? My name is Qing Yao, what’s yours?”

The man glanced at her casually. This time, he didn’t mock her, but he also didn’t reply. He rushed into the distance and left directly.

“What a strange person!” The woman mumbled, taking a deep breath, which gave her a different feeling.

That year was their first meeting.

One was the pure Fairy of Butian Sect, high above, surrounded by stars, hailed as the most talented successor in the sect’s history.

Not only was she beautiful and charming, but her talent also astonished dozens of provinces in the Upper Realm, drawing admiration.

Of course, at this time, she was not as cold and unapproachable as she would later become; instead, she was a bit lively.

The other was a Devil Head who had just started, a Loose Cultivator, with mediocre talent, possessing neither a special Physique nor being a Primeval.

All he had was an endless hatred!

At that time, there were still five years until the Devouring Devil Emperor, who was universally condemned, and the Saintess of Butian Sect met again.

Five years later, the Immortal Ancient opened, and a great battle erupted in the Three Thousand Provinces. The younger generation competed for Opportunity, and they met again.

The difference was that at this time, Devouring had already emerged, no longer an ordinary Cultivator, and was slaughtering all in the Immortal Ancient.

“How powerful! Using the essence blood of all spirits as a guide, you actually cultivated Immortal Qi. As expected of the Immortal Ancient Devil King.”

“It’s just one strand, what’s so surprising about that!”

Qing Yao was speechless and somewhat didn’t want to talk to this guy anymore.

Every time, he could infuriate people to death. His personality was terrible, like a stone in a latrine, both smelly and hard.

“You’d best not get too close to me, or it will be very dangerous.”

“What danger could there be? I am the Saintess of Butian Sect. Who would attack me…” Qing Yao said dismissively, adding, “Except for the Jietian Sect’s demoness.”

“We’re friends now, aren’t we? It’s not too much to ask for a favor, right?”

“What for?”

“Hehe, to teach that demoness a lesson!”

“Not interested!”

“You’re refusing so bluntly. Are we still friends…?”

Outside, Lin Fan watched Qing Yao with a slight smile on his lips. She had been in the grand dream for over a month and had not yet woken up.

“Grand Elder, quickly think of a solution.”

“Try with your Soul Banner.” Xiang Zhili said this after understanding some of the situation.

“Will it work?” Lin Fan wondered.

“Her obsession stems from the Devouring Devil Emperor. The weapon has his Qi, so it might have a miraculous effect.”

Lin Fan nodded and began to shake the Human Emperor Banner. Black light flickered, black mist billowed, and scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared.

No matter how one looked at it, this did not seem like a divine weapon that could save people; its demonic nature was too strong. But there was no other way, he could only treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

…

The Immortal Ancient ended, and the young man stood out, sweeping aside the younger generation, becoming the number one in the world!

“Congratulations on winning the championship! I formally invite you to be a guest at Butian Sect!”

“No.”

“Don’t be so cautious. My Butian Sect isn’t some evil sect, and besides, with me, the Saintess, here, I won’t harm you.”

The young man shook his head, bid farewell, and prepared to leave, but a large hand slapped down on him.

“Elder, what are you doing? Why are you hurting my friend?”

“Saintess, you’ve been deceived by this boy. He hunted down many prodigies in the Immortal Ancient and devoured countless living beings. He’s simply a Devil Cultivator.”

“The struggle for the Dao is inherently full of slaughter, and they provoked it first. Moreover… he also helped me in the Immortal Ancient.”

“Saintess, you’re confused. How can you speak for a Devil Head? He’s approaching you with another motive, wanting to seize our sect’s divine technique!”

“Is this the Butian Sect?” The man was very cold.

“It’s not…”

“Saintess, there’s no need to say more. This boy has many secrets. Not only does he possess the Ten Ferocious Treasures Technique, but he has also cultivated Three Immortal Qi. If we can unearth them, it will surely revitalize our sect.”

With that, the Butian Sect Elder said no more. He grabbed the young man, restrained his magical power, and returned to the sect.

Qing Yao wanted to plead for him, but she was stopped.

“You can know a person’s face but not their heart. This person harbors malicious intentions and wants to target our Butian Sect. You cannot act on impulse…”

“Does Master know you’re doing this?”

“The Sect Master is in seclusion. Everything in the sect is under my control. Saintess, don’t waste your breath. Go into seclusion with peace of mind.”

“I believe that even if the Sect Master were here, he would support my actions.”

That Elder, with a chilling demeanor, waved his sleeve, and a strong wind blew, sweeping Qing Yao into a large hall where array patterns rose.

“Little friend, do you have anything else to say?”

“Hehe, what a Butian Sect. If I can leave, I will repay it tenfold in the future!”

“You won’t have the chance. No matter how talented or astonishing you are, before you grow up, you are nothing.”

“Old man, you didn’t just capture me for the treasure technique, did you? Could it be that I killed your grandson?”

“Oh, I think I remember now. I did kill a Butian Sect Disciple. Do you know what he said before he died?”

“What did he say?” The man’s expression tightened, clearly moved.

“Naturally, he knelt before me, crying and begging me to spare him. He looked just like a dog…”

“You’re seeking death!” The man roared with anger, raising his hand and striking with a palm, its force as heavy as a mountain.

Immediately, blood flashed, and the young man spat out blood. His Physical Body was covered in cracks, almost exploding, but he still smiled.

“If I weren’t afraid of the Phoenix Treasure Technique being lost, I’d really want to kill you right now!”

“But it won’t be long. Even if you don’t tell me, I’ll still get it. It’s just that the taste of extracting consciousness and seizing the soul isn’t pleasant…”

The young man snorted coldly, looking at the distant sky, ignoring him.

During this period, he suffered inhumane torture until a woman arrived and rescued him.