Chapter 783

Chapter 783: Understanding the Devil Race

"Actually, both are quite similar. They respect their masters and follow principles, so they don’t care much about elder positions. Though the Immortal Dao Stone is precious, they could simply ask their Masters if they truly wanted it. Senior sister manages junior disciples’ affairs while Senior Dang Fanyan oversees the Immortal Dao Sect’s punishment hall. One administrates, the other disciplines. They often abuse their petty authority," Shui Lingling complained. Noticing the girl’s resentful expression, Ye Yun guessed she’d been disciplined by Shuiyan before. He smiled faintly. "When will the Immortal Spirit Test begin? The sooner the better."

"Why the hurry?" Shui Lingling tilted her head.

"Only three months of lifespan left. Shouldn’t I hurry?" Ye Yun chuckled dryly.

"That spreading blood within you suppresses immense primal energy but erodes its stabilizing properties. Once gone, the blood’s toxins will ravage your body."

"Exactly. I could’ve lived longer, but now it’s cut to half a month." Ye Yun’s smile faded, realizing Hong Qianji hadn’t exaggerated.

"Any solutions?" Shui Lingling’s voice trembled slightly.

"None. I’ll push my limits. Breaking through to Earth Immortal realm might provide an escape." Seeing her forced calm, Ye Yun added gently, "Don’t fret. I’ll trouble you awhile longer."

"Nonsense! There’s ample space here. Perfect for you and Qing Li. The Immortal Spirit Test’s conditions are strict, but I’ll beg the alliance leader to start it tomorrow!" Tears welling, Shui Lingling vanished in starlight toward the sect’s center.

Shui Yingying didn’t stop her. "You seem confident," she remarked.

"Caught me?" Ye Yun glanced at swirling star power around them. "What’s that gem pulling starlight constantly?"

"Just the alliance leader’s star-gathering stone. Impressive at first glance, but ordinary once understood."

"Still worth seeing. I’ll trouble you both again." White light enveloped Ye Yun and Qing Li, transporting them to the hall’s peak. The fixed white light-source surprised them.

Divergent gravitational forces manipulated natural laws through crude yet effective array mechanisms, channeling true qi to harvest starlight. Not Heavenly Immortal rules, but practical.

"The alliance leader’s ingenious. Imagine what he could do with Lingxiao City’s great formation," Ye Yun mused.

"Rest. Overthinking helps nothing. Obtain the Immortal Spirit Stone, and the Ancestor will complete your Thunder Spirit. Then you might survive longer," the Ancestor grumbled.

"Patience it is." Watching Qing Li study the stone, Ye Yun gazed at the panoramic sect view below. Something felt missing despite the grandeur.

"Enough. Handle current trials before future ones." Returning via white light, he found Shui Yingying waiting.

"Disappointed?" she teased.

"Not extraordinary, but admirable craftsmanship. Your leader’s methods excel."

"Talented but irresponsible. Our sect demands self-reliance – fulfill duties to earn rewards. Unlike spoiled geniuses in Moon Goddess Palace." Though disapproving, Shui Yingying admitted envying rivals’ privilege.

Ye Yun nodded. "Forced equality ignores natural hierarchy. Like Lingling’s ideals – human differences can’t be erased by words." He knew ambition’s dark face well, having eliminated threats mercilessly during treasure hunts.

"Use the third floor. Lingling and I prefer freedom, but don’t get ideas." Shui Yingying pointed upstairs. "Stay calm. It helps."

"My thanks."

"Survive. We’d hate losing you." She watched him ascend.

Settling on meditation cushions, Ye Yun considered Qing Li’s habits. "How does your kind rest?"

"Like humans. My race adopts human comforts while asserting superiority."

"Understandable after hardship." Ye Yun recalled the Celestial Tower’s desolation – likely the Devil Race’s daily reality, demon qi-depleted by phoenix flames except scarce contested zones.

Power ruled there – the strong took everything, even mates. Initially doubting demons felt emotions, Qing Li’s presence suggested otherwise. They simply viewed humans as livestock.

"Master, we’re not savages. Most resist restraint. Human rules coddle the weak. Unacceptable for strength-worshippers." Qing Li bowed.

Ye Yun smiled bitterly. Mutual contempt continued. But against the coming darkness, even celestials would fall.

"Qing Li… if I oppose the Devil Race, whose side would you choose?"

The moonlit question hung over the kneeling girl. Her confused eyes made Ye Yun regret asking – she was just sixteen.