Chapter 25
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Chapter 25: I Will Kill You All!
A real warrior dares to face dripping blood!
The woman in white thought Bai Lian would hesitate, but she didn’t. Bai Lian’s eyes were firm, shining with a light that was always clear—even if she herself was unaware of it.
Is there any difficulty? Just do it!
“It’s probably as natural for the White Emperor Bai Lian as eating and drinking,” the woman in white thought to herself.
Bai Lian turned around and said curtly, “Don’t call me White Emperor Bai Lian!”
“Then how should I address you?”
“Bai Lian, or Fairy Bai Lian. You can choose.”
The woman in white wanted to protest, but before she could say anything, Bai Lian had already rushed into the blood curtain.
Come on.
A strange look flickered in the woman’s eyes.
This was indeed the White Emperor Bai Lian—strong, modest, and upright. Truly admirable. Still, Bai Lian had made one thing very clear: casual use of that title was unacceptable.
Since childhood, her Shifu had taught her sincerity:
“Do what you believe is right. Only then can the purest Heart Sword be forged, fulfilling the promise made when casting it.”
In Thousand Sword City, betraying the sect was forgivable; betraying one’s heart was not. A broken Heart Sword equated to denying one’s own existence. Even if madness didn’t follow, one would be reduced to a mere shell of life.
The woman in white admired those who could do what she could not. Bai Lian had become her new idol.
To call her by name seemed disrespectful. To call her White Emperor Bai Lian felt too common.
“What should I call her, then?”
Her gaze followed Bai Lian’s figure as it disappeared into the blood curtain. Within, Bai Lian looked like a god of war clad in golden armor.
She struck with one powerful blow.
A crack opened before her fist even landed.
Dragon Qi, like a formidable spear, pierced through the depths of the curtain woven by Blood Demons.
Puff—
The blood mist condensed and spewed out of the crack like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf Bai Lian entirely.
But it was futile.
Although these Blood Demons were stronger than the one Bai Lian had just slain, they were still not strong enough.
“Too weak!” Bai Lian snorted. The Dragon Qi surged outward like waves, shattering both the mist and the blood curtain behind it.
The Blood Demons, hoping to surround her, froze in shock.
They had come for two reasons: to feed on the flesh and blood of a true dragon and to replenish their strength after being sealed for millennia.
But the woman wielding Dragon Qi appeared invincible.
Her frame wasn’t imposing, yet she stood like an unyielding pillar.
Such strength hinted at the potential for her to ascend to the ranks of an Immortal Emperor.
And indeed, they weren’t wrong.
A cultivator at the Mahayana Stage had reached the pinnacle of mortal strength. Only those wielding Immortal Tools or possessing reincarnated Immortal souls could surpass Bai Lian now.
Bai Lian’s voice rang out coldly: “Where is the little world you’ve hidden?”
The Blood Demons remained silent, their gazes icy.
“If you won’t tell me,” Bai Lian continued, “I’ll have no choice but to kill you all.”
A Blood Demon finally sneered. “Little girl, how dare you look down on us Blood Demons!”
“Blood Demons? What rubbish. How dare you bark at me!”
Pop.
With a single blow, Bai Lian smashed the Blood Demon into a rain of blood. Before the droplets could hit the ground, her surging Dragon Qi evaporated them.
Hiss—
The surrounding Blood Demons gasped in horror.
Bai Lian scanned the area and asked indifferently, “Who dares to fight me?”
None stepped forward.
Finally, one Blood Demon reluctantly spoke. “We have no deep hatred, great one. Wouldn’t it be better to sit down and talk than fight…?”
Before it could finish, Bai Lian stabbed it to pieces with a single finger.
The remaining Blood Demons were paralyzed with fear.
They cried out in unison, “Please, spare us! We’re willing to be your slaves—do with us as you wish!”
Hum.
Bai Lian was unmoved.
The surge of strength did not make her overly proud.
Blood Demons?
Even dogs wouldn’t stoop to eating you!
Born from an insatiable desire for blood, Blood Demons were natural enemies of the world. Never be deceived by any semblance of kindness they displayed.
When facing strength, they pretended to be gracious—singing, dancing, and feigning goodwill. But once they sensed weakness, they would swarm like crazed hyenas, relentless until they drained their prey completely.
Even among the ranks of monsters, Blood Demons were at the very bottom of the chain of disdain.
Take internal demons, for example. Though born of desire like Blood Demons, internal demons had ambitions. They sought to take over their masters’ bodies and pursue their goals.
Blood Demons, however, were nothing.
“Die for me!”
After extracting the information she needed, majestic Dragon Qi erupted from Bai Lian’s body. Blood Demons caught in its power ignited instantly, as if cast into the deepest pits of hell, writhing in endless torment.
“Ahhh—!”
Shrill screams filled the air around Yao Xia Bay, wild and despairing.
It didn’t last long. Within seconds, all the Blood Demons had been reduced to blackened ashes, which were scattered by the wind into the boundless sea.
Bai Lian nodded, satisfied.
At that moment, she began to understand why her Master, An Lan, often spoke in such “cool” tones. It wasn’t just because saying those words felt addictive—it was also because they came from absolute confidence.
An Lan’s path to becoming a Heavenly Lord had been remarkably smooth. Before her fall from the Immortal World to the mortal realm, she had never encountered an opponent capable of defeating her.
Peerless geniuses?
Nothing but fragile fools who break with a touch.
Eternal Supremes?
Pathetic. Those whose heads I easily sever dare to call themselves that?
It was laughable.
She, An Lan, was the true Eternal Supreme of Life and Death!
What others mistook for arrogance or bravado was simply the truth. An Lan had been gifted with unparalleled talent and fortune. She deserved her title as the supreme.
But…
Bai Lian shook her head.
“If Shifu had faced more setbacks during her growth, perhaps she wouldn’t have suffered such a catastrophic downfall.”
However, without that fall, how would Bai Lian have ever met her Master? The Heavenly Lord that An Lan had once been wouldn’t have spared a glance for someone like her.
The current An Lan was better. Though she had given up her invincible strength, she had also shed her distant “divine nature” and become more human.
If the end result was good, the trials along the way only made it more fulfilling.
A faint smile appeared on Bai Lian’s lips.
Shifu, I will help you reclaim the summit!
Taking a deep breath, Bai Lian shot toward the East Wilderness like a falling meteor.
“Wait for me!”
The woman in white hurried to catch up, struggling to process what she had just witnessed.
She had expected Bai Lian to be strong, but this? Bai Lian had obliterated the Blood Demons effortlessly!
No wonder Bai Lian had been so calm when Bu Qingxiao tried to test her. For someone like Bai Lian, even Bu Qingxiao’s strongest attack would feel like a mere tickle.
No wonder Bu Qingxiao referred to Bai Lian as a “female bodhisattva.” Bai Lian wielded a sharp sword, but her heart was as kind as a Buddha’s.
Speaking of which… Divine Buddha…
“White Emperor Divine Lord is the perfect title for Bai Lian!”
The woman in white silently applauded whoever had come up with it.
Why is the gap between people so vast?
As Bai Lian and the woman in white disappeared into the distance, the people of Yao Xia Bay erupted into cheers, finally realizing the crisis had passed.
“White Emperor is the best in the world!”
“I want to build a temple for the White Emperor!”
Their voices echoed across the East Wilderness.
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Meanwhile, in the East Wilderness, Gu Jiu was sitting on a grassy hillside.
The faint rustling of movement reached his ears.
He opened his eyes, which were filled with a blank emptiness. Yet, guided by instinct, he stood on his frail legs and pushed aside the towering weeds.
Crash—
Parting the tall grass, Gu Jiu’s eyes widened in shock.
There, in the distance, stood a girl on the grass—a girl whose appearance bore an uncanny resemblance to his sister.
