Chapter 969: Chapter 969

Yun Yubai let out a sigh of relief, finally feeling a glimmer of joy in his heart. "Senior sister is truly formidable!"

The Seven Peaks Sect would have a new future! The remaining disciples were all loyal and righteous, steadfast in their commitment to the righteous path.

Li Changyun took the Qiankun Bags and went to check if there was anything else on the other peaks. Yun Yubai, on the other hand, didn’t forget about his wine and the Primordial Lotus Seed.

Unfortunately, the jar of wine was buried at the Center Peak, which had now collapsed, so there was no hope for that jar of wine. Alas, it was a fine wine aged for five hundred years!

However, he only mourned for a moment before heading to Yunxiao Peak, with Siheng following closely behind. Yun Yubai first retrieved the Primordial Lotus Seed from a crevice in the rocks. This spot was quite exquisite, with the harmony of yin and yang, gathering the essence of heaven and earth. Ye Qingchi had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon within the lotus seed, and her soul was now unharmed. Yun Yubai put it away with relief.

He thought he was about to leave, but then he visited several more places, including the base, waist, and summit of the mountain. He dug up more than ten jars of wine. Siheng couldn’t help but twitch his lips and say, "You didn’t leave any marks in these places, yet you can remember them so clearly."

"I just have a fondness for this," Yun Yubai said earnestly after carefully counting and confirming the number was correct.

He was about to leave with Siheng when he paused and sighed, "Celestial Sovereign, you don’t need to follow me so closely. I won’t run away. If Shang Jue captures me, I will definitely take my own life."

He was used to his carefree lifestyle, and this current situation was very uncomfortable for him. A gentle breeze blew through the mountains. Siheng turned slightly, his eyebrows slanting into his temples, a few strands of black hair fluttering in the wind. His handsome and delicate profile was impeccable. His eyes, with their clear black and white, were rare in that they held a lot of emotion.

He said, "Master Yun, I naturally trust you."

To receive a word of trust from the Celestial Sovereign made Yun Yubai extremely happy. He raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Thank you, Celestial Sovereign."

"But you are an benefactor to A’Li and me. I don’t want anything to happen to you," Siheng continued. "Before we kill Shang Jue, you should stay in Jialan. If you need to go out, you must take me with you."

Yun Yubai rolled his eyes; this was no different from being a prisoner. It was even more uncomfortable than being killed! His eyes dimmed as he said:

"Senior Bai and the others won’t gossip, but as Ximen Chuan said, now that Shang Jue has started to commit evil deeds in my appearance... sooner or later, my identity will be known to everyone in the world."

"Celestial Sovereign, I have only one request."

"If it really comes to a critical moment, there is no need to protect me."

He didn’t want to put them in a difficult position. The Celestial Sovereign had to consider not only himself but also Nanli and the children. Being an enemy of all cultivators was not a good thing.

Siheng’s expression was indifferent, "Rest assured, I already have a foolproof plan."

Yun Yubai was somewhat surprised, "Celestial Sovereign, what kind of foolproof plan is it?"

Could it be painlessly removing the Demon Bone?

But on the other hand, the Demon Bone was given to him by his mother. If he cared about the opinions of the world and forcibly removed it, his mother might have other thoughts.

Siheng replied, "After killing Shang Jue, we can just alter or erase the memories of those who know."

These people who know are naturally Ximen Chuan and others.

Yun Yubai was greatly shocked, his eyes widened.

"Alter... alter memories?!"

If there were no prohibitions, probing memories was not difficult.

But altering and deleting memories was another matter.

It was simple for those with low cultivation, but for cultivators like Bai Hao with decent cultivation, it was a difficult task.

Yun Yubai glanced at Siheng. If it wasn’t against the Heavenly Dao, it would be a piece of cake for Siheng’s current cultivation, right?

Since Siheng had said so, he had no reason to be shy and bowed deeply.

"Then I thank Celestial Sovereign for making arrangements for me."

This vast world was full of wonders.

If he could continue to live, he would definitely not miss any opportunity.

After all, others were working hard for him; he couldn’t just give up.

Seeing that he was willing to cooperate, Siheng felt relieved.

He continued, "From now on, you must control the power of the Demon Core. Under no circumstances should you reveal it to others unless it’s absolutely necessary."

Yun Yubai, with his two bloodlines merged, could fully control both powers as long as he remained conscious.

"Of course," Yun Yubai replied earnestly.

After waiting for a while, the Spirit Boat arrived. However, Bai Hao’s driving skills were clearly not up to par, with some scratches on the right side of the boat. Siheng’s expression darkened upon seeing this. Judging by the extent of the damage, if it weren’t for the durability of the boat’s wood, it would have been scratched beyond repair.

Bai Hao looked embarrassed and said, "It’s my first time driving such a large Spirit Boat. I’m not used to it. Once I practice a bit more, I’ll be able to handle it better."

Siheng didn’t scold him and said, "I’ll drive it back."

Bai Hao’s lips moved, wanting to protest. He still wanted to drive! But seeing Siheng’s cold and distant expression, he quickly swallowed his words.

Yun Yubai and Li Changyun used talismans to transport the injured onto the Spirit Boat one by one. Once everyone was on board, the boat officially set off. With Siheng at the helm, it was indeed steady and well-paced.

In the forest near the Seven Peaks Sect, Shang Jue landed with the severely injured Yan Hu and could hardly support herself, collapsing to the ground. There was no way around it; that move had been too draining of her magical energy.

Sima Yue had been waiting there and rushed over happily upon seeing them return. However, he was shocked to see Yan Hu covered in blood, with several bloody holes in his body, barely clinging to life!

"A’Hu!" Sima Yue shouted in alarm. But Yan Hu had already fallen into a coma and couldn’t respond.

He was furious and turned to Shang Jue, who was meditating and regulating her breath, "What happened?! Just because A’Hu joined your Demon Clan halfway, you just leave him to fend for himself?!"

The House of Sima was already in disarray. Even if he still had his strength, he dared not show his face. Now, Yan Hu was his only family. No matter how selfish he was, he would still feel heartbroken.

Shang Jue used a special technique, made hand seals, and her Dantian Demon Core rotated, her magical energy recovering at an extremely fast pace. At the same time, she could multitask and said, "He won’t die."

The Asura Clan had a tough physique; it wasn’t easy to die unless one’s head was chopped off or their vital arteries were severed.

Sima Yue’s forehead veins bulged, "So what if he won’t die? A’Hu is injured ; who knows how long it will take to recover!"

However, upon closer inspection, he noticed that the bloody holes on Yan Hu’s body had already scabbed over. He was stunned and quickly tore open Yan Hu’s clothes for a clearer look. To his astonishment, even the flesh was regenerating!

Sima Yue was left speechless, dumbfounded for a long time. At this moment, Shang Jue’s magical energy had recovered about seventy to eighty percent, her face rosy and radiant, but the silver strands in her hair were quite noticeable.

She could sense that she didn’t have many years left. This was the agony of the Asura Clan!