Chapter 121.2: Qi Yuan's Plan, Creating Blood Palace

In the Great Sorrow City of the Thousand Cities.

Huang Mengling laughed in surprise, saying casually to Chen Huan, "Junior Brother, even if you've become a Supreme, jokes like this are better left unsaid."

A few days ago, Chen Huan arrived in the city. Following Qi Yuan's instructions, he sought out Mythwalkers to recruit into the Blood Palace.

Unfortunately, progress was extremely slow. After several days, only two Mythwalkers nearing the end of their lifespans were willing to follow him to City of No Return, and join the Blood Palace.

After all, with a nearly exhausted lifespan, if they failed to break through, they could only die a natural death.

"Senior Sister, I haven't hidden anything," Chen Huan said seriously. "The City of No Return's guardian is a natural-born Saint. He can help people break through into the Supreme realm! I only managed to break through after listening to his sermon."

Huang Mengling sneered. "Ridiculous. Even our master cannot help someone break through into the Supreme realm. And you think that city guardian can?"

She had met the city guardian before. He had some talent, but that was all.

Helping someone break through into the Supreme realm? How was that possible? It was like scrolling through short videos and coming across one that said, "Become my disciple, and I'll help you earn ten billion in one year."

Would anyone believe that? They'd sooner believe Qin Shi Huang [1]was still alive.

"Senior Sister, the terror of that city guardian is far beyond your imagination." Chen Huan recalled when Qi Yuan was besieged by the Great Supreme and other Supremes. "The Purple Daoist from the Thousand Cities led several Supremes to attack us, and Big Brother killed him like nothing!"

Like mountains collapsing and cities being wiped out, most ordinary Supremes died amid fierce battles. Even more so a Great Supreme. The battle could last hundreds of days, even years. And how long did it take for the Purple Daoist to fall? Likely not even long enough for one incense to burn out!

Huang Mengling's expression grew even more contemptuous. "The Purple Daoist is a Great Supreme. Who in the Thousand Cities could be his match? Who could kill him? To trap him alone, you'd need at least three Great Supremes of the same tier, cooperating with more than a dozen ordinary Supremes. And the city guardian is just a Mythwalker. Even if he barely broke through into the Supreme realm, how could he possibly kill the Purple Daoist? Junior Brother, I don't know what you're all planning, but I advise you to turn back before it's too late."

Then, Huang Mengling blocked Chen Huan's path. As her junior brother, Chen Huan had always feared her. Suddenly, an overwhelming aura surged out.

Huang Mengling instantly went pale pale.

Chen Huan's expression was ice-cold. "Senior Sister, I am now a Supreme. I call you ‘Senior Sister’ only out of respect for our master. Senior Sister, do you understand?"

Huang Mengling felt a bone-deep killing intent and chill. Her teeth trembled and she didn't dare look directly at Chen Huan's face. She silently stepped aside.

Without looking back at his senior sister. Chen Huan left the place.

It took a long time before Huang Mengling's fear subsided. "He has only broken through by sheer luck, without even comprehending a powerful Origin Divine Technique! Give me a hundred years and I could defeat him easily!"

Huang Mengling felt somewhat unconvinced. No one knew how much time passed before a gorgeously dressed, elderly man hurried out of the palace.

Huang Mengling was stunned. "Wang Gai, aren't you supposed to be in seclusion? Didn't you want to forcefully reach the Supreme realm? Why did you come out?"

Wang Gai lowered his head, not daring to look at her. "Lady Huang... I-I want to go to the City of No Return and try my luck."

He thought that Chen Huan was exaggerating to the point of absurdity. What he said had been completely unbelievable, possibly even a trap. Still, Wang Gai's lifespan was nearly over. He wasn't afraid of dying.

What he feared was what would become of his family after his death. The Guardian of Great Sorrow City—a Supreme—was notoriously iron-blooded, valuing people only for their usefulness. As long as Wang Gai could still fight, his family could live comfortably, wealthy, and respected. Once he died, their fate could take a turn for the worst.

This decision had even caused murmurs among many people. They argued that what he did was inappropriate, but it was useless. After all, that Supreme's father was a Great Supreme.

Huang Mengling's face darkened. "Get out!"

Wang Gai hurriedly fled, sighing inwardly. "Breaking through from Mythwalker to Supreme is truly too hard. Even the White Supreme's disciple, Lady Huang, is affected by the need to comprehend an Origin Divine Technique. She is unknowingly letting inner demons grow and causing emotional instability."

He remembered clearly that when he first met Huang Mengling, she had been courteous and refined. Unlike now, where inner demons were running rampant within her.

Thinking of this, his worry deepened. Even the White Supreme's disciple struggled so much to break through. Would going to City of No Return and joining that so-called Blood Palace really let them reach the Supreme realm?

Then, he remembered that he was going to die anyway, hence he might as well give it one last try. If he failed, at least he tried.

***

In the icy, snowy wilderness, a black-clad feminine figure appeared.

Ning Tao's small face was deathly pale like pear blossoms in the snow. Half her face was tightly covered by a black veil, but the other exposed half was enough to topple a nation. She walked through the snowy land, gripping a chain tightly in her hand.

Suddenly, she stopped, saying in a seductive yet ethereal tone, "Husband, when will you come see me?"

Of course, no one responded. Only the howling wind and snow filled the air.

Ning Tao did not feel disappointed. She smiled enchantingly. "Husband, you better hide well. Otherwise, once I find your true body, I will lock you up right by my side. Who told you to never come visit me?"

She treaded alone in the snow, solitary and silent. No one knew how long had passed, when the wind and snow ahead suddenly stopped.

A blood-colored figure appeared, it was He Wu, one of the Thirteen Northern Demons.

A flicker of wariness flashed in Ning Tao's eyes. "You again?"

In contrast, He Wu's eyes sparkled with a hint of joy. "Aren't you curious why we turned into this, hated by heaven and despised by men?"

Ning Tao laughed miserably. "So what if I'm curious? And so what if I'm not?"

At least, in her husband's eyes, she had never seen disgust. Instead, there was a faint, familiar doting.

"At the southernmost edge of the Flowing Wind World lies the Ends of the Earth. Perhaps there we can find our answer," He Wu said. "I've already notified the rest of the Thirteen Northern Demons. They're all willing to go to the Ends of the Earth with me. Will you come?"

Ning Tao's eyes showed curiosity. "And who told you this information?"

He Wu's gaze dimmed with memory before he replied, "I cannot say."

"Aren't you afraid it might be a trap?"

"If even this is a lie, then this world is far too ridiculous."

Ning Tao was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "I will go to the Ends of the Earth. But it may take some time before I can."

Since she was still with the Blood Demon, she was endlessly hunted.

He Wu glanced at the blood-red, meatball creature behind her, saying helplessly, "If you abandoned him, all the danger would disappear."

Ning Tao smiled sweetly. "If I threw him away, what if my husband can't find me?"

He Wu looked at her for a long time before saying, "Even the Blood Demon would be disgusted by your face. Otherwise, why wouldn't he reveal himself?"

Even they hated themselves, how could others not?

"No, my husband wouldn't." Ning Tao raised her head stubbornly. She glanced behind her, her gaze firm. "He just lost his way for a moment, he hasn't..."

1. (Qin Shi Huang was the founder of the

Qin dynasty

(221–207 BCE) and creator of the first unified Chinese empire, I don’t really get why the author would use him in this way..) ☜