DDT - Chapter 171

Chapter 171: Immortal Venerable × Meow Meow Cat (26)

The demonic energy did not pierce the body of the arrogant, cloaked demon cultivator as Yun Qian had wished. Instead, it completely dissipated into the gray haze in front of the cloaked man.

Because he had previously used the Soul Refining Forbidden Curse to seize most of the cultivation from the body Chi Junluo now inhabited, the gray-cloaked old ghost's strength now completely crushed that of Yun Qian, the Demon Race's crown prince who had not yet had enough time to fully mature. He was now only a step away from ascending to the Upper Realm. If he could just completely obtain the remaining cultivation of the one and only Nine-Tailed Cat divine beast before him today, he could break through this world's constraints and truly become a god in his own right!

In fact, his current body had already grown somewhat frail. He had set his sights on the divine beast's body. After refining the soul of this nine-tailed divine beast and seizing all of her cultivation, he would finally occupy this flawless vessel. Just thinking about it was a wonderful prospect!

The old ghost squinted at Chi Junluo, who was floating in mid-air, preoccupied with licking her own little cat paws. The loose skin on his face tightened and twitched with excitement. His eyes completely disregarded the so-called crown prince of the Demon Race, that arrogant whelp who didn't know his own limits. The cultivation on that useless little demon child wasn't even enough to pick his teeth with.

When Yun Qian saw that his attack, which had used more than half his demonic energy, had done no harm whatsoever to the demon cultivator before him, he couldn't help but seethe with anger. In the lives of the Demon Race's imperial family, the word "retreat" had never existed. He was just about to gather his full strength for an all-out attack when he unexpectedly found that, from the moment the demon cultivator's gaze shifted away from him, he could no longer control even a shred of his demonic energy. Having lost the support of his demonic energy, he quickly fell from the sky. Fortunately, the bodies of the Demon Race were naturally very sturdy, so a fall wouldn't cost him his life.

Yun Qian realized his current situation was not good. After falling from a great height, he immediately endured the pain and retreated to a large tree in a corner, leaning against it. He planned to observe the situation for now; perhaps an opportunity to strike would present itself later. After all, this highly cultivated demon cultivator seemed to be after that strange little cat demon.

The demonic energy around the gray-cloaked man surged, the overflowing power causing his robes to whip about with a crackling sound. His eyes gradually turned blood-red, and his figure swelled at a visible rate. Compared to the little black cat before him, he looked quite terrifying.

"Jie jie jie, it seems that after escaping from this venerable one, you've recovered quite well~" The old ghost savored the abundant and powerful energy within him. Looking at the tiny divine beast before him, he began to relish the thrill of completely overpowering his opponent. Believing the situation was entirely under his control, he didn't mind reminiscing with this poor little thing, now that there was no one else to interfere.

Chi Junluo backed away slightly to avoid getting too close to this foul-smelling demon cultivator, who looked a bit rotten. It was obvious this demon was after her. The cheap male lead of this world had already fallen to the ground and was leaning against a large tree, watching her drama unfold.

At this very moment, Chi Junluo was bickering with that cheap Heavenly Dao in her sea of consciousness.

"Heavenly Dao, quickly help me search the world-line and find out who this drab, rat-like demon cultivator is." Chi Junluo was indeed in no hurry. Although this demon cultivator looked ferocious and had filled the area with a foul miasma the moment he appeared, making him seem difficult to provoke, for some reason, Chi Junluo just felt that if a conflict really broke out, the demon opposite her was all bark and no bite, someone she could knock down with a single blow. But even with this inexplicable confidence and fearlessness, she still had the Heavenly Dao investigate, just to be sure.

The Heavenly Dao, E Feng, quickly rummaged through the world-line but couldn't find any information on the gray-cloaked man. Chi Junluo rolled her eyes. What use was this Heavenly Dao to her!

"Don't be hasty, don't be hasty," sensing Chi Junluo's displeasure, the Heavenly Dao quickly added, "Although I couldn't find any specific information about this demon cultivator on the world-line, I did discover that he seems to have appeared in the Nine Nether Profound Sky not long ago."

Chi Junluo thought, Isn't that obvious? Before she could voice her question, she heard the Heavenly Dao add its final sentence, "It was near the mountain range where Lady Heroine first found you."

Chi Junluo furrowed her little cat brows. This demon cultivator was clearly here for her today, and a few months ago, when she had just arrived in this world and was found by the heroine, this demon was nearby! And he had just said that she had escaped from him!

Combined with the fact that this body had been severely injured before, it was highly likely that it had been captured by the demon cultivator standing before her! The only thing about this body worth coveting was probably its identity as a divine beast, a creature that had long since vanished from the Nine Nether Profound Sky.

Chi Junluo's analysis was more or less correct, because soon, the self-inflated demon cultivator before her began to spill the beans, chattering away nonstop.

The demon cultivator looked at the unfamiliar expression in the little cat's eyes and knew that she had likely forgotten everything he had done to her. How could that be! He was a magnificent Demon Lord, and in terms of strength and cultivation, he could now be considered the hegemon of this world. And yet the divine beast who would enable his great enterprise, who would allow him to ascend smoothly, had forgotten him!

This was not right.

"To think that after only a few short months apart, you little whelp would forget this venerable one completely. Let this venerable one properly awaken your desperate memories!" The demon cultivator straightened his posture in mid-air, proudly puffing out his chest, and began to narrate in a storytelling tone, with rises and falls in his voice, "Back when you returned to the ruins of the divine beasts, you were just a sniveling little kitten…"

Floating in mid-air, Chi Junluo reflexively used a hind paw to scratch her head. Only after a satisfying scratch did she realize she was becoming more and more like a cat. Her body stiffened for a moment, and she silently chanted in her heart, Nobody saw that, nobody saw that. Then she tucked her paws away neatly, changed her posture, and hovered in the air, looking for all the world as if she were ready to listen attentively. In her sea of consciousness, the Heavenly Dao was already covering its mouth, bubbling with giggles.

The Demon Race's crown prince, Yun Qian, had never seen such a scene. In his life of fighting and killing, enemies always saw red upon meeting. They would often start clashing with sabers and swords before a single sentence was finished. When had he ever seen a situation where one party proudly recounted the atrocious things they had done to the other, down to the last detail, like a storyteller, while the other party, the victim, looked like they were listening intently to a lecture!

This was basically a storytelling convention!

The Demon Prince had already taken out a handful of melon seeds from his storage bag and started cracking them. Damn it, after spending so many years in the human realm, he too had picked up the bad habit of snacking on melon seeds while listening to stories!

On the other side of the ancient forest in the Southern Xuan Kingdom, Immortal Venerable Qingyun, who was flying in mid-air and meticulously searching for her beloved little disciple with her divine sense, suddenly had her gaze sharpen. She looked up toward the southeast. Although she couldn't see anything, as a highly cultivated elder of the Xianyuan Sect who had dealt with the Demon Race for many years, she immediately sensed that demons had appeared on the other side of the forest!

Immortal Venerable Qingyun frowned. Logically, they had been working overtime these past few days and had finally managed to seal all the passages to the Demon Realm. How could a demon appear?! Such powerful demonic energy was definitely not something that could be emitted by those few scattered demon beasts that had escaped! Perhaps this was a demon cultivator whose cultivation was even higher than her own!

Immortal Venerable Qingyun took out Chi Junluo's disciple token and saw that she was not in any life-threatening danger. She temporarily suppressed her urgency and flew on her sword toward the place where the demon had appeared. She decided to quickly resolve the great demon threat and then go find her little disciple.

Back in the forest, under the shroud of demonic energy, the demon cultivator was recounting how he had, by a stroke of luck more than two thousand years ago, obtained that ancient Soul Refining Forbidden Curse in an ancient secret realm. This part was very important. An ancient forbidden curse, whether in the Demon Realm, the Human Realm, or the Cultivation Realm, could become the ultimate treasure of a major power. He spoke with world-shaking, ghost-wailing passion, using his demonic energy to simulate the perilous scenes of that time. Spittle flew from his mouth, and his face glowed with a happiness he hadn't felt in a thousand years.

Chi Junluo's tail swayed leisurely in the air. She treated it as if she were watching a 3D movie, cultivation world version. And it had to be said, the figures and scenes simulated by the demonic energy were quite lifelike. To provide lighting for the demonic energy scenes, the demon cultivator deliberately withdrew some of the shrouding demonic energy above, allowing rays of light to pass through the gaps, perfectly casting a charming halo over the magnificent scene.

On the grass in front of Yun Qian, the melon seed shells had already piled into a small mountain. He had forgotten his purpose for coming, his mouth smacking away as he ate, completely engrossed.

Soon, this part of the story came to an end. The demon cultivator reached out and began to mold the scene made of demonic energy, starting to set up the next act. The 3D storytelling movie entered a brief intermission. Chi Junluo took the opportunity to complain to the Heavenly Dao, who was also watching the movie in her sea of consciousness.

"Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, this kitty thinks it's a real waste for this demon cultivator not to open a grand theater in the cultivation world or the Nine Nether Profound Sky with this unique skill of his."

The Heavenly Dao nodded in deep agreement. If nothing else, it had thoroughly enjoyed that last segment. Perhaps it should take some time to go to a technological world and watch a movie.

Soon, the demon cultivator's scene was set.

Chi Junluo had just complained to the Heavenly Dao about how pitiful this demon was, that he probably hadn't spoken to anyone in many years, which was why he was so eager to perform now that he finally had an audience.

The next moment, when she saw the scene that appeared under the demon's hands, she was suddenly rendered speechless.

It was the site of the Nine-Tailed Cat divine beast clan's ruins.

Perhaps to give his small audience a better viewing experience, this demon cultivator even used a small illusion array. With the array's enhancement, the scene, which was originally filled with overflowing demonic energy and a mix of black and gray, became rich with color. Light shone upon the illusion array. The buildings were not the dilapidated ruins they later became; they were intact, emitting a faint halo. The gray haze overhead parted even more, allowing the outside light to pour down onto this false illusion.

One by one, creatures with nine beautiful tails slowly appeared in the scene.

Chi Junluo slowly craned her neck, stunned. Perhaps it was the original body's emotions, or perhaps it was something else, but she only felt her eyes begin to sting. Her vision suddenly blurred, and a scalding liquid overflowed from her eye sockets.

This was the final image of the Nine-Tailed Cat divine beast clan, which had vanished two thousand years ago.

Outside the haze, the hastily arrived Immortal Venerable Qingyun halted her sword. The slaughter she had imagined was not happening here. The scene before her was just extremely confusing. Through a gap in the haze above, she saw her eldest disciple, who was supposed to be in the central city of the Southern Xuan Kingdom, and the little black cat demon she had recently picked up. She did not startle this strange combination, but decided to wait and see, to figure out what exactly was going on here.

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