Chapter 102

Chapter 102

The void slowly tore open like a portal, and two extraordinarily elegant figures emerged, flawless in both temperament and appearance.

They were like goddesses and immortal maidens from myths, exquisitely beautiful beyond words.

“Master, you’re back!” Jiang Chen’s eyes sparkled as he immediately stood up to greet them. “How are things!” he inquired eagerly.

“Quickly, get up, I’m so tired, I need to rest!” Dongfang Mingyue, with a swift movement, appeared before Jiang Chen, pulling him up before contentedly laying down on a chair to rest.

“This chair is surprisingly comfortable!” she exclaimed, “And it’s even a Dao artifact!” She realized the chair she was resting on was of Dao artifact grade, a divine weapon just below Saint weapons.

If any normal cultivator were to acquire such a thing they would go crazy in excitement. Yet it was being used as a chair by Jiang Chen.

“This familiar crafting method, it must be the work of the sixth elder, right?” she mused, “You’re getting bolder, using the Holy Land’s resources for such things!” Dongfang Mingyue continued, lying comfortably in the chair, a look of contentment on her face.

“I didn’t use the Holy Land’s resources for this!” Jiang Chen argued, “These are my own winnings. I’ve brought the Holy Land four Saint weapons and three billion Divine Origin resources. Can’t I use some to make a chair?”

“Only one?” she asked, not focusing on his explanation.

“Two!” he corrected.

“Even if it’s two, they still don’t match the value of those resources!” Jiang Chen argued. He had made two chairs, one for himself and another for Yan Ruyu.

“Have the sixth elder make two more, one for me and one for Jianxue. This chair, apart from anything else, is indeed comfortable!” she declared, “Just bring the chair and I’ll let these matters slide.”

“Why don’t you ask the sixth elder yourself? He wouldn’t refuse you!” Jiang Chen grumbled about having to fetch the chairs. “I also haven’t received any rewards from the Holy Land despite my efforts!”

Dongfang Mingyue looked disdainfully at Jiang Chen, “How can I ask the sixth elder for such things? Wouldn’t that be laughable? Do you want people to mock your master?”

“And you still dare to ask for rewards? Apart from the Emperor weapons, what in the Holy Land isn’t at your disposal? Would the Holy Land stop you from using those things?” she retorted.

Comfort aside, Dongfang Mingyue genuinely found it hard to ask the sixth elder for such an item. Her reputation, similar to Jian Xue’s, was of a cold and aloof fairy, albeit feigned in her case.

As for rewards, Jiang Chen’s status exceeded the ordinary, almost on par with the Primordial Holy Master herself. Almost anything in the Holy Land was at his disposal, except the Emperor’s weapons.

“An ordinary clan of foreign races can’t compare to the status of the Azure Dragon Clan, who insults the ancient imperial clans at will!” Dongfang Mingyue was indifferent.

In the eyes of their dominant power, the Azure Dragon Clan was as insignificant as ants. They didn’t need to deploy strong forces to sweep them away.

“Your information this time was crucial!” Dongfang Mingyue rarely showed a smile. “As you predicted, it was indeed a joint effort from four directions – the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm, the Extreme Path Demon Sect, the Gu Family, and the Soaring Snake Clan.

“With our thorough preparations, all the strong cultivators from these four forces were slain by us, completely annihilated. The fall of nine great saints would have been a shocking piece of news even in the past!”

Dongfang Mingyue smiled as the Primordial Holy Land reaped huge benefits this time. Jian Xue resolved the issue of the ancient curse, ensuring no worries for the future.

Her cultivation stepped into the quasi-emperor realm, adding another powerful being to the Primordial Holy Land. They inflicted heavy losses on their enemies, rooted out traitors within the Holy Land, and emerged victorious in every aspect.

“You’re mistaken!” Jiang Chen interjected, “There’s one person who didn’t die!”

“Who?” The Primordial Saintess was slightly surprised. “I watched them all die, even Wuji Old Demon, a master escape artist, is dead. Could it be him?”

“Although Wuji Old Demon is proficient in void secret arts, once the void is completely sealed, he’s nothing, not worth mentioning,” Jiang Chen dismissed disdainfully.

Dongfang Mingyue couldn’t help but twitch. Her disciple seemed too arrogant, not even considering a Great Saint worthy of concern. While Wuji Old Demon might not be their equal, he was still a top-notch Great saint, not to be underestimated.

However, Dongfang Mingyue didn’t know that Jiang Chen truly didn’t regard him as a threat. With the All Heaven Mirror and the Dao Fruit, Jiang Chen could easily eliminate him.

Especially the All Heaven Mirror, an Emperor Weapon of the void, could seal and unseal any void. For practitioners like Wuji Old Demon, who specialized in void secret arts, the All Heaven Mirror was their greatest nemesis.

“Du Guxiong!” Jiang Chen revealed, without reservation.

“Impossible!” both Jian Xue and Dongfang Mingyue exclaimed in unison. They had witnessed Dugu Xiong’s death, with Jian Xue being the one who killed him.

“I personally killed him and saw his soul utterly annihilated. How could he possibly be alive!” Jian Xue frowned, clearly disbelieving.

“You did kill him for real!” Jiang Chen confirmed. “But that doesn’t mean he can’t resurrect. He had deep ties with the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm and was once blessed by a Demon Emperor. As long as his soul wasn’t completely extinguished, he could resurrect, though only nine times.”

“You indeed killed him then, but his residual soul allows him to resurrect. It’s often said Wuji Old Demon is hard to kill, but in fact, Du Guxiong is even harder to exterminate!”

Jiang Chen explained, a fact he learned later in the plot of the Nine Heavens Realm. Du Guxiong, like a cat, had nine lives. Killed, yet able to resurrect!