Chapter 135 The Four-Headed Dragon-Phoenix Bell
The old ancestor was determined to die.
Duan Jiuyou is a martial arts practitioner and does not possess the ability to exorcise demonic spirits. The only way he can resist the invasion of demonic energy is to kill himself who has been demonized.
She sacrificed her life to temporarily seal it within her body, using it as a "container" to store demonic energy.
She used this method to fool Han Ling, and also many people in the God Clan.
Duan Jiuyou smiled silently: "You really can't hide anything from me. But even if I use one, I still have two lives left, one more than all of you combined."
Di Jiang remained silent for a long time.
no the same.
He thought to himself.
Duan Jiuyou is different from them.
Both of them fight against enemies, and they have the will to survive. They will try to avoid high-risk magical clashes when fighting. However, Duan Jiuyou is used to close combat and charging to the front lines. It has almost become an instinct. This instinct makes her unconsciously act as a sword and shield, and she forgets that she is no longer immortal.
Seeing Di Jiang's somber expression, Duan Jiuyou shook his arm and reminded him, "I said I still have two lives, not that I'm about to die. Why are you so serious, like I'm about to be gone?"
Di Jiang clicked his tongue, his brows furrowing. Reluctant to scold her, he controlled his tone before saying, "Even when opening a business, you know to look for good omens. Why bring up life and death before a major battle? Don't say such unlucky things."
Duan Jiuyou thought Di Jiang was most adorable at this moment, and comforted him, "Don't think too much. I cherish my life now and won't put myself in danger. Besides, I know pain, so I won't fight as desperately as I used to."
After saying that, he rested his head on Di Jiang's shoulder.
"When did you find out that the Ao Clan, after having their divine bones removed, only had three lives left? I only learned about this from Han Ling."
Di Jiang said, "Young Master Huang."
This old fellow has been tormented by them lately, practically turning the Heavenly Realm's books upside down. He dared not miss a single word of the records concerning the Ao Clan and how to eliminate Han Ling.
Di Jiang said, "It's a pity that Han Ling only has Xuanhuang to try. We are not entirely confident and do not know how much damage this Crimson Spirit Grass can inflict on him."
At this point, Di Jiang paused, then suddenly looked at Jiu You: "You retrieved this Crimson Spirit Grass for him, is it possible...?"
Duan Jiuyou knew what he was thinking: "Are you thinking that Han Ling is suspicious, and that he didn't go to get such a life-saving herb himself, but chose to use me instead? Could it be that there's something on Ziwei Mountain that he's afraid of? I had the same guess before, and I even used my divine sense to explore it. That mountain has been abandoned for a long time, with no trace of immortals or divine artifacts, only two annoying big birds. Han Ling said he's afraid of these two birds, but that's pure nonsense! I've examined the birds carefully by the neck, and apart from having a sharp beak, they haven't even developed any intelligence!"
"If it's not in Ziwei Mountain... perhaps it's in a nearby mountain range."
Di Jiang pondered, mentally recounting the route from Dixi Mountain to Ziwei Mountain.
First, you have to cross the Cold Water River, then Fengjing Ridge, then Lusheng Palace, and then Siyuntian...
"Have you come up with anything yet?" Duan Jiuyou kept tilting his head and looking at him.
Di Jiang smiled and said no: "Since Qian Yue was killed, that place has become a wasteland. There are no gods living within a hundred miles, let alone divine artifacts."
After saying that, he put his arm around Duan Jiuyou and said, "Get some sleep. He is in seclusion to heal his injuries and will not be able to come out of seclusion until the next morning at the earliest. No matter what the outcome is tomorrow, make sure you get enough rest first."
With a gentle lift of his other hand, he conjured a censer of incense to help her fall asleep.
Duan Jiuyou looked at the incense burner, a hint of wariness and worry flashing in his eyes, which he quickly suppressed: "We still can't sleep too soundly. What if Han Ling comes out of seclusion early and sees us so intimate? Wouldn't he become suspicious?"
With a flick of his wrist, he extinguished the incense burner.
Di Jiang didn't say anything, but simply pulled the person closer into his arms.
Duan Jiuyou gently nudged him: "You have a wound on your chest."
She was leaning against him, pressing against his wound.
Di Jiang laughed and said, "Didn't you already take the medicine?"
"Will it stop hurting after using it?"
"It doesn't hurt that much."
"Then it still hurts."
Di Jiang pulled the person back into his arms, his brows furrowed in a smile, yet with a hint of teasing.
"This little injury is going to kill me? How powerful was Zhanlu's Edge back then? You stabbed me in the heart with your sword, and you didn't feel any pain."
Duan Jiuyou wanted to laugh when he heard him bring up old grievances: "Back then we weren't familiar with each other, so even if I stabbed you twice more, I wouldn't feel bad."
Emperor Jiang sighed, "What a heartless and ruthless ancestor of the Ao clan."
Duan Jiuyou suppressed a laugh: "Now you know how to cherish me, don't you? Besides, I've made up for it quite a bit. When you fell into the tenth realm, I chased after you and entered the tenth realm. When you called me a fat turtle, I chased after you and became your maid. Nine dynasties' divine officials became your little servants. What more could you want?"
Those days seemed absurd at the time, but now they evoke countless memories. It's like a strangely flavored wine, hard to swallow, almost making you suspect it's poison, but with time it gradually becomes sweet, and now it's mellow and fragrant.
Di Jiang said, "After this great war is over, we will return to the Ten Realms. I like living there."
Duan Jiuyou said, "Once this great battle is over, we'll finish the wedding banquet we didn't complete. I actually really like the wedding dresses sewn by the Brocade Demons; the way they frantically thread the needle is particularly amusing."
Di Jiang looked at Duan Jiuyou: "You're willing to marry me?"
Duan Jiuyou laughed at his foolishness: "Didn't I already agree to that?"
Then his expression turned fierce: "But you promise you won't lie to me again! If you dare to do anything bad behind my back again, I'll teach you a lesson!"
The emperor embraced Duan Jiuyou and said yes.
But in his heart he was secretly going against her wishes: he wanted to do one last "bad thing" behind her back, and after he did this "bad thing," he would definitely not hide it from her anymore.
...
Beneath the Moon Slope Cliff lies a lava pool, which houses the Four-Headed Dragon-Phoenix Bell, the foremost of the Six Divine Artifacts.
That cliff is not the only way to reach Ziwei Mountain; it actually extends for another hundred miles to get there.
The lava pool may not seem to be on the round trip route, but the power of the artifact can shake the world. Han Ling has always liked to use feints and diversions. Di Jiang suspects that what Han Ling fears is the Four-Headed Dragon-Phoenix Bell.
This object is extremely difficult to remove. It is guarded by four divine beasts above and has scorching magma rolling below. Acting rashly based on a mere guess is not the best course of action.
But if we don't take it and place all our hopes on that Crimson Spirit Grass while waiting for the Fierce Poison to take effect, what are the chances?
Han Ling's power was enough to devour the heavens. In several battles, the gods seemed to have the upper hand, but in reality, Han Ling was "reluctant" to make a move. His physical body was still trapped at the bottom of the cliff. If he personally devoured the gods, his physical body would have no chance of being freed.
Therefore, Han Ling fought these battles with great restraint, and even after severing half of his demon spirit, he did not attack the gods.
But if Han Ling discovers that Ao Zong has not submitted and that Duan Jiuyou harbors ulterior motives, he will find it difficult to extricate himself from the ferocity of war. Will he still tolerate it?
He would not lose by sacrificing the entire Heavenly Realm for his own demise, but the gods could not afford to take that risk.
Di Jiang lowered his eyes.
Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, he will retrieve the Four-Headed Dragon-Phoenix Bell!
...
An hour later, someone descended from the clouds at the lava pool on Moon Slope Cliff.
Di Jiang looked at Bai Yanxing, who arrived late, and couldn't hide his dissatisfaction: "Why didn't you wait until dawn to come?"
The Four Dragon and Phoenix Bells were difficult to obtain. After Duan Jiuyou fell asleep, Di Jiang released Feifei to go to the Ten Realms to inform Bai Yanxing.
Bai Yanxing walked and looked Di Jiang up and down: "I set off immediately after receiving Fei Fei's message, it didn't even take the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. You're afraid of your wife and all you do is throw tantrums at me. Is your soul leaving your body?"
Di Jiang's figure was both real and ethereal, clearly indicating that he was worried about alerting Duan Jiuyou and deliberately left his physical body in place, using the "Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell" technique.
Bai Yanxing said, "Once the primordial spirit is damaged, it will be more serious than the physical body. You'll have to settle accounts with Jiuyou after he wakes up."
"Do you think I can keep it from her?"
Di Jiang was not afraid that Duan Jiuyou would find out he was coming to retrieve the Dragon Phoenix Bell, but rather that Jiuyou would get it before him.
Both of them were putting on an act for each other. Duan Jiuyou even guessed the Four-Headed Dragon Phoenix before him. That's why Dijiang couldn't let Jiuyou take any risks.
They didn't have much time and had to finish before Duan Jiuyou woke up.
Di Jiang grabbed the God-Slaying Slash with his backhand and said to Bai Yanxing, "Stop talking nonsense. I don't have much time. Try to finish this quickly."
His tattered robe transformed into a set of black soft armor, and without hesitation, he leaped off the cliff!
The lava in the lava pool was scalding hot, like a pot of boiling oil, churning out scorching heat waves.
At the center, the four dragon-phoenix bells are faintly visible, and the restless roars of the divine beasts can be heard in the distance.
Bai Yanxing was a water-based cultivator, and was better able to control the intensity of magma than Di Jiang. The moment Di Jiang leaped off the cliff, Bai Yanxing quickly formed hand seals and suppressed an ice array.
The magma froze upon encountering the formation, and was quickly shattered by the sudden burst of the four divine beasts. Emperor Jiang collided head-on with the divine beasts and swung his hand to sever the God-Slaying Slash!
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