Chapter 943: Chapter 943

Siheng’s ears were suffering greatly.

But Yun Jianchu only dared to scold; she didn’t dare to actually do anything to Siheng.

Well, she could at least cry her heart out while holding Nanli’s corpse.

However, as her Demon Soul drifted over, she realized Nanli’s body was nowhere to be found.

"No way... Siheng, are you really this vicious?"

"Not only did you kill her, but you didn’t even leave behind her corpse?"

She kept questioning, her voice sharp and indignant.

Siheng could barely endure it anymore. He said, "A’Li, you’d better show yourself, or she’ll keep nagging until dawn."

What did he mean by A’Li, show yourself?

Before Yun Jianchu could process his words, a faint shadow began to manifest within the formation.

In the span of a breath, the shadow became completely solid.

A woman dressed in a dark-patterned gown stood there, her belly visibly rounded. Her features were bright and beautiful, and a trace of a smile lingered in her eyes.

"Yun Jianchu, it wasn’t in vain that I spared you all these days. At least you have some conscience."

Who else could it be but Nanli?

Yun Jianchu was startled, her Demon Soul trembling violently.

"You... you’re still alive?!"

"Then who was it that Siheng just killed?!"

Her mind was spinning; she simply couldn’t make sense of it.

Nanli sighed helplessly. "It was just a scarecrow, specially crafted with a drop of my essence blood. Very realistic."

Yun Jianchu immediately exploded, "You two... you two are so wicked! You even tricked me! I cried so much, wasted so many words!"

Nanli looked at her calmly. "You’re just a wisp of Demon Soul now. What tears do you have to shed?"

Yun Jianchu was momentarily at a loss for words, but her frustration remained. She distanced herself from the couple.

These two were equally cunning and ruthless, toying with her emotions at will—truly despicable.

Seeing that she was genuinely upset, Nanli pushed Siheng lightly with her elbow.

Siheng looked down in confusion.

She tilted her head towards Yun Jianchu, her meaning clear.

Siheng’s mouth twitched, and after a long sigh, he finally said with a blank expression, "Aunt Chuyun, please don’t take it to heart. Without your brilliant performance, Shanxun wouldn’t have believed us."

A wisp of Demon Soul shot over in an instant.

Yun Jianchu burst out laughing, "Hahaha! What did you just call me? What did you say? It sounded so nice, say it again."

Siheng rolled his eyes. "Not a chance."

Yun Jianchu huffed. "You’re too disrespectful to your elders. I’m your aunt, you know? Every time you talk to me, you should address me respectfully as Aunt Chuyun first."

Siheng felt she was pushing her luck.

Nanli, having anticipated this, patted his back to comfort him.

But Yun Jianchu wasn’t about to let Nanli off the hook either. She immediately said, "And you too. You’re already married to Siheng, so by custom, you should address me as Aunt Chuyun too. Got it?"

Nanli said irritably, "Fine, Aunt Chuyun. You can act superior within this formation, but once we leave, you can’t breathe a word of this to anyone."

Aside from the now-dead Shanxun, only the three of them remained within the formation.

At the mention of this serious matter, Yun Jianchu’s expression also turned solemn.

But she still muttered, "Can’t say anything to anyone? Not even my son? Technically, isn’t he Siheng’s cousin? Why hide things among family?"

Siheng nodded slightly. "Shang Jue already knows my identity. As for the rest, let’s keep it under wraps for as long as we can."

He didn’t care much for himself.

His primary concern was for Nanli and their child’s safety.

Yun Jianchu mused, "That makes sense. The Heaven-Destroying Battle Axe can only be wielded by Asura Clan members. If it’s someone of royal blood, the weapon’s power is even greater. So Shang Jue and Ni Zhan thought my little Bai was easier to control, and that’s why they tried to coerce and manipulate him? Meanwhile, you’re too difficult for them to manipulate?"

"Maybe." Siheng lowered his gaze. "I think Shanxun was holding back. He wasn’t telling the whole truth, and he didn’t completely trust me."

"Huh? He lied?" Yun Jianchu’s head was spinning.

Nanli added, "It’s probably half-truths, half-lies. Yun Jianchu, how did you leave the Demon Domain back then?"

Yun Jianchu’s Demon Soul circled in place as she racked her brain.

Finally, she said, "It was pretty easy. No one really cared about me, so no one stopped me. I first went to the Human World. So many delicious foods and fun things..."

She was about to start rambling about her years of experiences.

"Stop, stop. That’s enough," Nanli quickly waved her hands. "Forget about you, but what about your sister Xingmian? She’s a royal princess, the next Asura King. How did she leave the Demon Domain?"

Yun Jianchu shrugged. "How should I know?"

Nanli sighed, having expected as much.

Siheng asked, "A’Li, do you find this strange?"

Nanli’s expression turned serious.

"Of course. Asura Clan bloodlines are strong. They cultivate quickly and grasp techniques with ease, but there’s a catch—their lifespan peaks at forty to fifty thousand years. In their final ten thousand years, their power deteriorates rapidly. The Immortal-Demon War didn’t last a year or two; it spanned thousands of years, with both sides evenly matched."

"But later, Asura Clan strength began to decline rapidly, and the Immortal World gained the upper hand. However, Princess Xingmian turned the tide in a critical battle, pushing back the Immortal Army and evening the scales for another thousand years."

"I never met her, but Yining said she was even braver than the Asura King. Everyone in the Demon Clan admired her, and it was natural she became the successor."

Nanli paused, her tone turning heavy.

"So why did she leave the Demon Domain during such a crucial time?"

And it wasn’t just her.

Even if Yun Jianchu was an insignificant princess, the Demon Palace was heavily guarded. With her meager skills, how did she manage to leave so easily?

Thinking about it now, it did seem odd.

In the final stretch of the war, the Immortal World was left with only a handful of immortals.

More importantly, one of their elders used his soul power for divination and learned that the spiritual energy in the Nine States would soon begin to dissipate.

How could they continue fighting the Demon Domain without spiritual energy?

Forget cultivation—even healing with spiritual energy would be impossible.

So, they decided to use their life’s cultivation and soul essence to create a barrier, sealing off the Demon Domain to buy time for the Nine States.

As long as the Demon Domain remained sealed, the Nine States would be safe.

But if it broke... a new generation of immortals would have to rise to take up the fight.

During the sealing process, rumors emerged that the Asura King’s power was weakening and that Princess Xingmian had injured her meridians during cultivation and could no longer fight.