Chapter 408: Chapter 408

408: Chapter 395: Drawing the Sword 408: Chapter 395: Drawing the Sword Baili An’s five icy fingers reached the top of her head, his voice indifferent and emotionless, “You tell me, can I destroy this head of yours?”

Hong Zhuang said fiercely, “You wouldn’t dare!”

The Female Demon Lord, however, laughed nonchalantly, “You can try.”

Baili An fell silent for a good while before his fingers finally loosened their grip.

Seeing her intimidation had the desired effect, the Female Demon Lord couldn’t help but reveal a satisfied smile, “That’s more like it.

Although it was Si Li who fulfilled the grace debt, being a descendant of Jiang Chen just like you, if I hadn’t brought out Jiang Chen’s body and a shred of Spiritual Sense, you would not have been born into this world.

Be obedient and repay your sister’s debt for her, and your Corpse Demon Clan will…

wait, what are you doing?”

The incessantly talking Demon Lord suddenly furrowed her brows, sensing that something was amiss.

Although the fingers pressing on her head had loosened, his palm had not been withdrawn.

His fingertips dexterously wove two long braids with her hair, which looked particularly comical.

But even more ludicrous was that this corpse demon brat actually used the braids as a rope, tying the Female Demon Lord’s noble head onto his belt with all seriousness…

Having been dismembered for many years, not even the Demon Lord had suffered such indignity.

Even with only a head left, she would never stoop to hanging from someone else’s waist as an ornament!

The Female Demon Lord swung wildly at his waist, her hair being pulled painfully, and she shouted angrily, “Put me down!”

Half picking up Si Li, Baili An disdainfully flicked the head aside and taught with cursory attention, “Ah Tou, you must be good.”

What kind of ridiculous name is that?” The Female Demon Lord was so angry that her face tightened, wishing she could devour him whole.

“The Demon Lord did not disclose her name,” he replied.

“So you went ahead and gave me such a stupid name?!” she accused.

Baili An ignored her, pressing two fingers gently on either side of the sword wound on Si Li’s chest.

When he pressed lightly, he saw no blood seeping out, which made him frown and think to himself that the blood meal fed last night had been consumed so quickly.

Indeed, the speed at which the sword devoured life was frightening.

“Where exactly does this sword come from?” Baili An dared not pull the sword rashly, so he asked the Female Demon Lord.

With a cold huff, the Female Demon Lord responded, “Put me down and hold me properly in your arms, and I will tell you.”

Baili An was entirely unimpressed, responding coolly, “I am about to descend into the Bronze Gate world.

Would you rather be kicked like a ball all the way down, or hang from the belt to enjoy the scenery?

That’s for you to decide.”

The Female Demon Lord was silent for a long time, giving the youth a deeply resentful look.

Seeing he wasn’t joking, she decided to uphold the Demon Lord’s proud will and enjoy the ride as a ‘lord’.

“This sword is called All Heavens, enshrined in the Kunlun Divine Temple, obtained by Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan.

It is the foremost sword of slaughter between heaven and earth, having drunk the blood of gods and demons, hence its name.

The Divine Sword is naturally unyielding and its edge is peerless.

It cannot be sheathed, only a god-demon body can encase its edge.

Since the All Heavens sword has no master, no one can pull it out forcibly, and once it accepts a ‘scabbard’, it becomes prisoner to it, and unless the ‘scabbard’ is destroyed, it will not leave and return to the temple.”

“Since this sword belongs within the Divine Temple, why is it here?”

Swinging at his waist, the Female Demon Lord lightly pulled at his belt and chuckled, “That’s why I have to admit that woman is quite remarkable.

She always manages to break the norm and create miracles.

If I hadn’t personally tasted the sword’s edge, I wouldn’t believe she could have borrowed the sword to leave East Heaven.”

Baili An didn’t dwell on who ‘that woman’ was, the pads of his fingers grazed the sword edge, and blood flowed down the sword body into Si Li’s chest at a slow pace.

The process of blood-feeding didn’t take long, and once her complexion visibly regained color, Baili An withdrew his hand and grasped the gold Ancient Sword.

The moment he touched the hilt, it felt as if stung by a bee, a sharp pain spread across his palm, and the ancient silent All Heavens sword, influenced by outside breath, began to tremble and buzz.

Most of the sword’s blade kept sinking uncontrollably into Si Li’s body, as if conducting a silent, furious protest.

Si Li, deep in sleep, suddenly moaned, her pale hand unintentionally shot up, gripping Baili An’s arm with such force it felt like it could crush his bones.

Looking at the veins standing out on the back of her hand, her brow furrowed tightly, he could clearly perceive her pain.

Oddly, the Female Demon Lord didn’t intervene, instead watching Baili An with a strange gaze, asking, “Why are you pulling out the sword?”

Baili An pursed his lips and met her gaze, “If I’m not mistaken, the Demon Lord is the first Undead since antiquity to be wounded by the All Heavens sword.

Since that is the case, Your Majesty surely knows how to keep the ‘scabbard’ intact while pulling the sword.

Among the vast expanses of Ghost Mountain, you specifically brought your sister before me, does it mean I can pull this sword out?”

“Just based on that, you’re so confident?”

“Of course not just based on that.” Baili An’s hands, shaking as he held the sword, were rattled by the terrifying Sword Intent, splitting open countless fine and sharp wounds in his palm, blood flowed out from between his fingers and drew a path along the sword’s edge straight into Si Li’s heart.

He didn’t tell the Demon Lord that the sword in Sikong’s chest within Chaotic Netherworld Valley had also been pulled out by his own hand.

He didn’t understand why, but it seemed he had some fateful connection with the sword.

Hong Zhuang didn’t intervene, she knew the name All Heavens, and so she coldly observed from the side, waiting for this young man to meet his doom, ready to take possession of the Demon Lord’s venerable head and achieve the Demon Clan’s grand ambition.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, the Abyss was profound and mysterious.

Baili An’s attempt to pull the sword was exceedingly arduous, instead of coming out it kept sinking into the flesh, and Si Li’s breath grew weak and vague.

For some reason, the Female Demon Lord’s eyes softened, and when she lifted her gaze again, the color in her beautiful dark eyes seemed blacker and warmer.

She whispered softly, “The Pici Bird is nearby.”

Baili An closed his eyes, concentrating on pulling the sword, “I know.”

“Pici Bird feeds on Sword Qi.

If you forcibly pull the sword, surely the All Heavens sword’s Qi will injure you.

Then, the Pici Bird will see you as its meal.

The sword-collecting beasts on Kunlun Mountain hesitate even facing Immortals of the Tribulation Realm; with you protecting your half-dead Royal Family sister, aren’t you afraid that when the Sword Qi explodes, it will attract this calamity and devour you both in one bite?”

Baili An opened his eyes; the wild and rugged Geman Orchid Leaves at the roadside, under the moonlight, cast a faint, serene shadow on his cheeks, a fleeting cool smile flashing in his eyes.

“Since my sister and I owe Ah Tou a debt of gratitude, of course, we must take you to where you need to go.

If we siblings are fated to die in the belly of the Pici Bird, we wouldn’t want to break our promise to you.

I, Si Chen, can only embrace Ah Tou and join you on the same journey.”