Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

Chapter 750: Chapter 410: Paying Respects to the Saintess

"Senior Brother Chen!!"

"Peak Master Chen!!"

Over thirty Nascent Soul cultivators watched as Chen Yunfeng was sliced into countless pieces, then burned to ashes.

Yet they were powerless, no one could stop it.

Zhang Zheng’s eyes were red with rage, convinced he would die today, he decided to risk it all, shouting loudly:

"Witch! So what if you’re invincible in the world?!"

"You’ve killed countless people, committed atrocities; even if no one can restrain you, above us there is the Immortal Flying Pavilion, and above that, there is the Immortal Realm!"

"With such cruelty and lawlessness, surely someone from the Upper Realm will come to put you in your place!"

Xia Qinglian looked at him and sneered disdainfully, "Do you know what Chen Yunfeng has done?"

Zhang Zheng shouted, "Senior Brother Chen despises evil, has killed countless fiends of the Demon Sect, yet never harmed an innocent. Witch, you claim to avenge women and children on Cyan Lotus Mountain, but it’s only an excuse for your slaughter!"

"Our Zhenyang Sect is the leader of the Righteous Path in the world..."

"Your Zhenyang Sect’s sect leader colludes with Spirit Corpse Mountain, senior uncles rape their junior nieces, commanding disciples oppress their peers, steward disciples bully loose cultivators!"

"Ten years ago, in the Northern Wilderness Trial, Chen Yunfeng massacred a village of loose cultivators in the Northern Wilderness for a magical artifact, killing seventy-nine people, and later claiming they were all from the Cyan Lotus Sect."

"Were you aware of this?"

Zhang Zheng was dumbstruck, "Impossible! Senior Brother Chen said those were all Demon Sect members, he wouldn’t lie to me!"

Xia Qinglian sneered, "At this point, what difference does truth make? Do I need to consider right or wrong in my actions?"

With that, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, heavy snow fell from above, and a raging red flame burned around them!

The eerie scene of simultaneous snow and fire made everyone’s scalp tingle, but escaping was impossible, Su Longxiang shouted:

"Cultivation is inherently defying nature, who hasn’t killed? Whose hands aren’t stained with blood? Why should we let a demoness decide right and wrong and life and death? If we work together, surely we can kill her!"

Boom! Boom!

The sound of spiritual power clashing echoed again in Chang’an Palace.

An incense stick time later.

Su Longxiang lay on the ground, covered in blood.

A pair of pale red embroidered shoes slowly walked up to him, and above him came a crisp and cold voice:

"Su Longxiang, I promised Su Hongling not to kill you; from today on, live as an ordinary person."

In the midst of screams, Su Longxiang’s eyes widened, feeling the spiritual power leaking from his shattered Spirit Field.

His body trembled all over, he shouted in agony, "Xia Qinglian, I will be irreconcilable with you!"

"Oh?" Xia Qinglian was surprised, "Are you forcing me to kill all of Thunder Sword Sect and then your daughter?"

"..." Su Longxiang immediately shut his mouth, his eyes full of grievance.

Xia Qinglian ignored him, walked up to Zhang Zheng who was lying nearby, and after a moment, amidst screams, Zhang Zheng’s cultivation was also ruined.

"Xia Qinglian, your cultivation is unparalleled through the ages; instead of seeking ascension, you oppress cultivators of the world, wasting your talent and gifts!"

Zhang Zheng was full of tears, his heart unwilling.

"Ascension?"

Xia Qinglian chuckled softly, "How do you know I haven’t tried Divinity Transformation?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Zheng was puzzled, but Xia Qinglian no longer spoke, stepping over more than ten fallen disciples of the Three Great Sects, walking towards the outside of Chang’an Palace.

In this battle, Xia Qinglian alone killed one hundred twenty-five steward disciples, forty-six commanding disciples, four elders, and one sect leader from the Three Great Sects.

The remaining seventeen, including Su Longxiang, were all stripped of their cultivation.

At this moment, the seventeen who were lucky enough to survive lay on the ground, watching the tall and voluptuous silhouette, their emotions were complicated.

Resentment, fear, admiration, fascination... various emotions surged, ultimately all transforming into helplessness.

At this time, a man and a woman appeared in front of Xia Qinglian, Zhang Zheng shouted:

"Junior Brother Chun, Junior Sister Lin, run!"

The newcomers were Chun Ningzhi and Lin Qingchou, who had not appeared before.

Amid Zhang Zheng’s fearful cries, Lin Qingchou gracefully knelt before Xia Qinglian:

"Your servant pays respects to the Saintess."

Chun Ningzhi froze for a moment, then Lin Qingchou tugged at his sleeve, and Chun Ningzhi also half-knelt:

"Pay respects to the Saintess."

"Junior Brother Chun?" Zhang Zheng watched this shocking scene blankly, murmuring:

"You’ve already defected to the Demon Sect? Are you loyal to the sect?!"

Lin Qingchou sneered, "What sect? It’s just a gathering to plunder others’ cultivation resources, spirit marrow, magical artifacts, women—they’re all just tools for increasing cultivation in your eyes, do you really consider yourselves Righteous Sects?"

"Since that’s the case, why not defect to a more powerful master? It’s better than being humiliated by you useless bunch!"

"Right, husband?"

Hearing Lin Qingchou’s words, Chun Ningzhi slowly nodded:

"What my wife says is true."

"Junior Brother Chun?!" Zhang Zheng stared blankly at Chun Ningzhi, his eyes gradually losing focus, finally collapsing on the ground, crying out loud.

Xia Qinglian, with Lin Qingchou and Chun Ningzhi, walked towards the outside of Chang’an Palace.

"Wait!"

Su Longxiang suddenly asked, "Saintess Xia, is the child in your belly Qin Gengyun’s?"

Xia Qinglian turned back, her gaze sharp, "What do you want?"

Su Longxiang laughed miserably, "Saintess Xia, don’t misunderstand, what can I do now? I was just asking, since you’re already pregnant, then my daughter..."

Su Longxiang thought Su Hongling had already been taken by Qin Gengyun, seeing Xia Qinglian pregnant made him worry about his daughter’s future status in the household.

Xia Qinglian laughed out loud, "Su Hongling is my servant, my husband is not interested in her."

Su Longxiang struggled to get up, "Saintess Xia, my daughter is innocent and sincere, she’s never harmed anyone, please treat her well."

Xia Qinglian looked up at the brightening sky and suddenly laughed:

"As Cyan Lotus Sect’s Left Guardian, is that considered treating her well?"

...

Yunlin Mountain.

In a hidden wooden cabin.

Wu Yiren awoke slowly, her eyes dazed and confused.

Where am I?

Her eyes widened suddenly, trying to sit up, "Mother!"

But she found herself powerless, bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope.

She finally remembered, she was knocked out by Zhou Qing outside the palace.

Mother said Zhou Qing is my father.

But why did he knock me out?

Mother also said Zhou Qing has no cultivation, he’s just an ordinary person.

But why am I powerless in front of him?

Just what kind of person is Zhou Qing?

Wu Yiren tried hard to turn her head, suddenly freezing, seeing two women lying beside her.

Both had dignified, gentle, and tranquil demeanors.

The difference was one was more mature and voluptuous, while the other was youthful and beautiful.

"Tantai Mingyue?"

Wu Yiren recognized the beautiful woman, none other than her mother’s enemy, the Deputy Sect Leader of Zhenyang Sect, Tantai Mingyue.

And lying beside Tantai Mingyue was someone she also knew, the eldest sister of Danxia Peak, Su Xin.

But why were the two of them here too?

And like herself, also bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope.

Was it Zhou Qing’s doing?

Suddenly, a thin figure flashed into the room, the man’s face lit up with joy upon seeing Tantai Mingyue:

"Junior Sister!"