Chapter 309
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Chapter 309: Scolding
On the smooth stone wall under the moonlight, an image appeared that Ye Yun felt strangely familiar with.
To be precise, he’d seen it repeatedly in his dreams.
The moonlight struck the wall, casting a gentle silver-white glow. Suddenly, this glow transformed into countless golden-armored warriors flooding the sky, sweeping across the land like a tidal wave. Mountains crumbled and rivers split as they passed. At the forefront of the stone wall, two figures walked casually, each step spanning a thousand miles as though taking a leisurely stroll.
Ye Yun could hardly believe his eyes—this scene matched the visions haunting his mind. The golden-armored warriors resembled celestial soldiers descending like an unstoppable tide, obliterating everything in their path.
The two figures, one burly and the other slender, were unmistakably the young couple—the true masters of the Heart of Immortals and Demons.
Ye Yun stared dumbly at the wall, his mind churning like stormy seas, momentarily speechless.
As the moonlight shifted, a shadow fell upon part of the wall. Instantly, the entire image vanished without a trace.
“Did you see it?” Su Hao whispered.
Ye Yun held his breath for several moments before nodding.
“This is where I met your Mistress. Do you know her origin?”
Ye Yun shook his head. How could he guess where Shui Qingxuan came from? But seeing Su Hao’s intense gaze at the wall, a sudden realization struck him.
“Master… are you saying she emerged from behind this stone wall?”
Su Hao’s eyes widened slightly before he nodded. “Correct. She tumbled out from behind this wall and remained unconscious for seven days.”
Ye Yun inhaled sharply. “Is there another realm behind it? Treasures? Something else?”
Su Hao chuckled. “I thought the same initially. I watched her roll out from that smooth wall—it split open, released her, then sealed perfectly without a single crack.”
Ye Yun frowned. “Didn’t you investigate?”
“Exhaustively. I tried every method, even chiseling through the wall twice. Know what I found?”
Ye Yun hesitated. “A hidden secret? Something related to the Demon Race?”
Su Hao gave a bitter smile. “Nothing. Just ordinary stone inside.”
“But how?” Ye Yun gaped. “You said Aunt Xuan came from there!”
“True. Yet no matter how I examined it, the wall showed no abnormalities. No hidden spaces.”
Ye Yun’s frown deepened. “You damaged the wall before. Why does it remain intact now?”
“That’s the mystery.” Su Hao shook his head. “Any damage repairs itself within an hour. No marks remain. How?”
Ye Yun stood stunned. Such phenomena defied reason. Yet he’d witnessed the celestial army on that wall—and the couple striding calmly through chaos. The masters of the Heart of Immortals and Demons.
After recent bizarre experiences, this revelation surprised but didn’t shock him.
“So you’ve always suspected Mistress’s strange origin. Now Ling’er’s Demon Race Bloodline awakens, you think she’s from them?” Ye Yun summarized slowly.
Pain flickered in Su Hao’s eyes.
“Merely speculation. Perhaps Ling’er’s bloodline isn’t demonic… but immortal.”
Ye Yun sighed after a long pause. “Master, you know ‘immortal bloodline’ is impossible. When Ling’er transformed, I saw it—silver hair, black eyes, cicada wings. That wild strength… no immortal moves like that.”
Su Hao stood silently, offering no reply.
Master and disciple stood facing each other. After what felt like an eternity, Su Hao sighed and said, "Let’s return. What’s done cannot be undone – we must face it and find resolution."
Ye Yun nodded. As Su Hao had stated, they needed to confront this situation head-on and resolve it properly.
For cultivators, time was both precious and worthless. They had to devote every moment to cultivation, for only through relentless practice could one comprehend heavenly laws and ascend to higher realms.
Yet cultivation knew no fixed durations. As one’s cultivation level deepened, each session might last ten days or hundreds. Upon reaching Foundation Establishment stage, meditative trances could span half a year or longer. Legend told of supreme experts for whom a single day’s cultivation spanned millennia in the mortal world.
Thus to cultivators, time was both treasure and trifle.
Three days would typically pass in an instant, barely noticed by most cultivators.
But for Su Ling and Ye Yun, these three days became unbearable torment. Each hour stretched like a year for Su Ling, her trembling form by the doorway betraying endless anxiety.
Once the End of Demon was complete, Murong Wuqing would arrive with the pill. If Demon Race Bloodline truly flowed within her, it would manifest completely.
"Daddy, can they really finish the End of Demon in three days?" Su Yinxue whispered, watching Su Ling’s agitation.
Su Hao nodded. "Though it’s an immortal-bestowed formula, the refinement isn’t complicated. While one ingredient is rare, every sect has stockpiled it for millennia. If Murong Wuqing promised three days, it’s done by now."
Su Ling shivered, tears glistening. "Must I really take that poison?"
Su Yinxue embraced her sister. "Is there no other test? If she does have that bloodline… even without outside interference, the internal conflict would destroy her!"
Su Hao sighed heavily. "Though our Heavenly Sword Sect hides in remote Jin Kingdom, its true power dwarfs my late Foundation Establishment stage cultivation. When the sect unleashes its full might, my strength means nothing. She must take the pill."
A sudden cold snort pierced the air. "Shame on you, Peak Master of Shadowless Peak!" boomed an aged voice. "Would you truly poison your own child?"
Su Hao’s face lit with sudden hope as a gray-robed elder descended, followed by Ye Yun who stood calmly smiling.
Su Ling broke into tears and rushed into Ye Yun’s arms.
"Elder Seven!" Su Hao bowed deeply to the mysterious gray-robed figure whose cultivation level defied clear understanding, yet undoubtedly surpassed his own.
"Years as peak master have made you cowardly!" Elder Seven scolded. "If the bloodline exists, that pill would kill her through sheer agony! Since when does blood define parenthood?"
Su Hao trembled as if struck. A howl burst from him, echoing across miles before he bowed lower. "Your wisdom enlightens me, Elder Seven!"
The elder gazed beyond him, hands clasped behind back. "Fools approach."
