Chapter 177: Chapter 167: Evil God and the Sword

Wind.

The chilling wind poured in from the other end of the tunnel, fluttering a severed head, causing it to roll across the ground with a series of light clinking sounds.

Shen Ye sheathed his sword, turned around, and faced Yun Ni.

"Do you want to fight me? No, I can't fight with you—the last bet determined that I must 'spare you.' This time I've lost again—truly unbelievable,"

Yun Ni said calmly.

She raised her hand, gesturing towards the darkness beyond.

A phantom instantly rose from the corpse on the ground.

It was Song Qingyun's soul.

The soul flew over in panic, landing in front of Yun Ni, bowed, and seemed as though it wanted to say something.

But Yun Ni grabbed the soul in one hand, squished it into a ball, then stuffed it into her mouth, eating it with graceful and adept movements.

—Just like eating a snack.

The soul let out wails and screams, then glanced at Shen Ye for the last time.

This time.

The mediocre boy could no longer save her.

"Remember what?"

Yun Ni chewed the screaming soul bit by bit, slowly swallowing it down. After everything returned to silence, she finally spoke.

"What." Shen Ye looked down at his sword and responded casually.

To kill Song Qingyun, he had to reveal one of his trump cards—

the Dark Gold Entry "Joyous Being."

After seeing this move, Yun Ni would certainly think of ways to counter it.

She also knew he had gate power.

In front of her, it was like revealing part of his trump cards.

Now was the fourth day.

In three days, the bet would activate, and he was to fight The Skinner.

What would she come up with?

And himself—

He still hadn't revealed "Frosty Moon Shocking Sky" and "Sudden Rain."

Oh, and Pupil Skill.

Shen Ye had already set aside the matter of Song Qingyun, beginning to ponder the upcoming battle in a few days.

"I should have told you that no matter who among you lost, I would win,"

Yun Ni said with a smile, revealing her pearly white and neat teeth.

"Suit yourself—what do you want to do now?"

Shen Ye sensed a certain implication in her words. His gaze shifted from the Short Sword, he turned his head to look at her, eyes deep as ancient pools.

Yun Ni smiled, her expression filled with an enthusiasm she had never shown before:

"The Dharma Realm actually allowed you to commit such an outrageous act during a fight—just what kind of recognition did you receive? What sort of 'name' is it?"

"That's none of your business," Shen Ye replied.

"Fine, just remember to accept my friend request. We could do some trading in the future," Yun Ni said.

"Get me eight thousand copies of the Steles Rubbing Copy from the Great Earth Breath Soil High School."

She raised her hand and began chanting a long Spell.

This Spell seemed to be a series of words Shen Ye had never heard before, emanating a sense of despair and an aura of destruction.

Brief lights appeared before Shen Ye's eyes, congealing into words:

"The Master of the Weeping Demon Prison has forcibly initiated a trade."

"Every day you must complete a trade with it."

"Today's trade is as follows:"

"Hand over the Steles Rubbing Copy from the Great Earth Breath Soil High School, totaling eight thousand copies."

"If you do not hand over these eight thousand Steles Rubbings, you will be tormented by the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison."

"If you complete the trade, you will receive a certain reward." seaʀᴄh thё novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Anger surged within Shen Ye.

"Didn't you say we were even?" he asked.

"I am truly sorry," Yun Ni showed a bit of remorse, "I'm in a bit of a rush on my end and need you to help me with some work—besides, this is a trade, not a bet, so it's already quite lenient."

"Hmph." Shen Ye's mind raced as he started to think of ways to deal with this.

The words were spoken softly, but it was an undeniable demand.

This person acted as if she had him entirely figured out, becoming more and more excessive.

It was also a form of disruption.

He would have to work for her during the next few days, unable to focus solely on preparing for the bet in a few days.

Attempting to disrupt his footing.

...Was this because she already felt it was hard to win against him?

No.

It couldn't go on like this.

He really wanted to kill her...

Unfortunately, he could feel instinctively that at the moment—

He still couldn't beat her.

Suddenly.

A faint voice whispered in his ear:

"It's fine, agree to her terms."

"I'll talk to you after she leaves."

Shen Ye's expression shifted.

—Who was this?

His gaze swept around.

Yet in this silent underground passage, other than himself, there was only Yun Ni and the corpse of Song Qingyun.

Yun Ni stood opposite, waiting for his reply.

Shen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

—She hadn't noticed that person either!

What ingenious methods!

Could it be an existence even more formidable than her?

Driven by curiosity, Shen Ye said:

"I will get this done."

"That's good," Yun Ni said with a smile, "We'll see each other later, and don't forget to accept my friend request."

She slowly retreated into the darkness, her figure blending into it, vanishing from sight.

The surroundings quieted down.

"May I ask——"

Before Shen Ye could finish speaking, he saw a flying sword descend from the sky and hover in front of him.

Flying sword...

Shen Ye immediately recalled the sea of flying swords above that cloud-filled space that had slain eight evil gods to the brink of extinction.

From this flying sword, a similarly bone-chilling aura emanated.

A pleasant female voice came from the flying sword:

"Do not be afraid, I am a member of the Tower of Tarot, and I have resolved this issue for you."

The Tower of Tarot!

The most mysterious organization in legends!

Even for the joint exams of the Three Great High Schools, they have to invite them to design the cards and participate in invigilating!

"Your Grace... thank you for lending a hand."

Shen Ye said, bowing in gratitude.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was a powerful being from the human side, so he was at least safe for now.

Now that this powerful being had appeared—

Had the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison been killed?

Or had he escaped?

Shen Ye looked into the void, only to see flickering lights forming new, small letters:

"The transaction between you and the Destroyer of the great world, the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison, Cursed Spirit King, who commands all souls to fall, is still in progress."

"All connections between you are still maintained."

——You haven't done anything!

Shen Ye composed himself and asked:

"Earlier, you told me to temporarily agree to the other party. Why is that?"

"Sorry, this sword hasn't been used for a long time and hasn't been maintained. Please wait for me for a moment."

The long sword floated in mid-air, shaking like a soaked animal to shake off all the dust and dirt from its body.

Not until the long sword had cleaned up a bit did the voice speak again:

"Are you the True Disciple from Chaotic Heaven Gate?"

"Yes," Shen Ye replied.

"Your fighting was quite interesting; it's the style I like. Besides, this issue was indeed identified early by you, which saved a lot of trouble."

Shen Ye said, "May I ask how Your Grace would like to be addressed?"

The long sword danced around for a while before the voice spoke again:

"Telling you too early would bring trouble upon you——by the way, I've heard that you are selecting mentors, aren't you?"

"Yes," Shen Ye continued.

"For the new students' task, you've already maxed out your points, ranking at the top—in theory, you can choose anyone you want."

"Remember, just choose that miner. He's always wearing a black flat cap, likes to stand still and bask in the sun——"

"As for Breath Soil, he's about the best you'll get."

"Got it?"

"...I got it," Shen Ye replied.

"Song Yinchen is in a precarious situation, and you are her vulnerability; countless evil entities will try to probe her attitude through you."

"Let me teach you a thing," the voice chirped.

"——You must find a way to make that man your mentor."

"That way, no one will dare to provoke you."

"Also, take this." The long sword tapped in the void.

A rectangular, finger-sized metal box appeared on the ground in front of Shen Ye.

"What is this?" Shen Ye asked.

"When it's time for you to trade with the Master of Demon Prison today, just trade this box to it and see what it does," the female voice commanded.

"Not going to touch it?" Shen Ye asked again.

"That evil god is a bit special, so after some thought, it's better not to act rashly."

Before Shen Ye could pose another question, the female voice preemptively explained:

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"No divine spirit has ever been able to reincarnate as a human."

"Yet that evil god has managed to achieve this in two human bodies, even eluding Jia Lan's alert array."

"If it weren't for her insistent trouble with you, even I wouldn't have noticed her."

"So I cannot kill her."

"If she's killed, she'll just run away?" Shen Ye asked.

"Exactly, that's right. If she escapes from this body and manages to find a new one, and doesn't contact you, she could completely escape our watch."

"——Therefore, we absolutely cannot let this happen."

The female voice continued leisurely:

"We will not kill her for now, to see if we can glean some valuable intelligence from her."

So that's how it is.

Shen Ye understood.

Picking up the box, he asked:

"Does this metal box meet its requirements?"

"USB drive, it contains the corresponding Stele Rubbing Copy images, a total of nine thousand," the voice said lazily.

"Thank you," Shen Ye said.

"Hmm, maintain contact with her for now; I'll dig into the secrets behind her."

"...Thank you, Your Grace."

"Also, that miner is somewhat reclusive. Here is my recommendation letter for you; once he reads it, he won't be able to avoid talking to you. You must become his student; otherwise, you'll be plagued with trouble later on."

A letter emerged in front of Shen Ye's eyes.

For some reason, when it came to finding a mentor, Shen Ye felt that the person was more eager than himself.

It felt... odd.

"Then I thank Your Grace once again," he said.

Ultimately, he still accepted the recommendation letter.

From the long sword came the woman's voice:

"No need for thanks; if you become that person's student, we are bound to meet again."

"Remember to treat me to a meal when that time comes."

"Goodbye."

Hum——

Without waiting for Shen Ye to reply, the long sword erupted into a buzz and shot straight into the void, disappearing without a trace.