CHAPTER 459: CHAPTER 329: AN UNEXPECTED REUNION

"Yan Jiu, are you friend or foe? If you are an enemy, even if you are Feng San’s big brother, you are still my enemy," Ye Lingyue’s voice made the atmosphere in the room instantly turn tense and cold.

Yan Jiu gave a bitter smile.

This Miss Ye, despite her young age, sure isn’t faint-hearted.

"Miss Ye, you have misunderstood. I dare not speak for other matters, but at least concerning the black fog, we are on the same side. Don’t forget, Yan City No.9 is also located on the Xixia Plain; the black fog raging has not spared us significant losses either."

To prevent the black fog from affecting Yan City No.9, Yan Jiu had to set up a specific array outside the city, sometimes even having to relocate it—all physically demanding tasks.

For a person as inherently lazy as Yan Jiu, this was undoubtedly a grievous assignment.

"Do you know the origin of the black fog? Could it be, you’ve been to Black Valley?" Ye Lingyue was shocked.

She hadn’t told anyone about the deep secrets of Black Valley.

"Miss Ye, to be honest, this is our second encounter, just that last time I did not greet you, that’s all. I believe you have already seen the Eye of the Primordial Demon in Black Valley, haven’t you?" Yan Jiu was that mysterious person in Black Valley that day.

Only earlier, Ye Lingyue hadn’t formally met with him.

What surprised Ye Lingyue even more was that he actually spoke of the origin of those eyes.

If Lady Qiu Tian were still aware, she would naturally know the origin of those eyes. Unfortunately, Qiu Tian’s memories had not recovered; she only knew that those eyes were very dangerous, something that the current Ye Lingyue could not contend with, which is why she had Ye Lingyue leave immediately.

Ye Lingyue had also privately researched countless records but found no clues about those eyes.

"What exactly is the Eye of the Primordial Demon?" Ye Lingyue’s expression became grave.

"The Eye of the Primordial Demon were the eyes of the ancient Demon Ancestor. During the Ancient Times, Gods, Demons, and Humans were one family, but the Demon Ancestor’s ambition overflowed. Later on, Gods and Humans joined forces to slay the Primordial Demon Ancestor. As the flesh of the Primordial Demon Ancestor was impervious to fire and water, indestructible for eternity, the Divine and Human Clans enacted the punishment of dismemberment, gouging out the heart and eyes, and sealed each part of his body in different areas of the mainland. The Eye of the Primordial Demon was the Demon Ancestor’s eyes, legend says, they bring disaster, misfortune, and disease."

Regarding this segment of the Primordial Demon’s history, there are very few on the mainland who still know of it.

Yan Jiu simply skimmed over it, but did not reveal to Ye Lingyue how he came to know these things.

Ye Lingyue vaguely guessed that this might be related to the Underworld Yama Palace, or perhaps the eccentric Underworld Yama Palace had origins linked to the Demon Ancestor.

"Are you suggesting that Beiqing has a method to seal the Eye of the Primordial Demon again?" Ye Lingyue could not afford to underestimate this Yan Jiu any longer.

Although she did not know the true identity of Yan Jiu.

But Feng Xun is a Prince, Cong Lv is an Imperial Guard, and this Yan Jiu, being the elder brother of these two, surely must have no low status.

"Before we discuss sealing the Eye of the Primordial Demon, I am afraid, Miss Ye, you will need to accompany Yan Jiu to meet someone first. This person, cough cough, is quite troublesome; probably only Miss Ye can calm him down," Yan Jiu said, helplessly spreading his hands.

Ye Lingyue did not expect that the person even Yan Jiu found troublesome would turn out to be an old acquaintance.

When she saw Bo Qing surrounded and fiercely battling the layers of Yan Yi Envoys, while still furiously cursing Yan Jiu, Ye Lingyue finally understood why Yan Jiu was so exasperated.

Just now, upon learning that Ye Lingyue was taken away by Yan Jiu, a few of them went to the City Lord’s Mansion.

Yan Jiu succinctly stated that Hong Shisan was undergoing treatment by the city’s Alchemists.

Yet upon discovering that Thirteen had suffered serious injuries and might even be disfigured, Bo Qing lost control.

He angrily rebuked Yan Jiu on the spot, criticizing him for not disciplining his subordinates properly, allowing Thirteen to get hurt, even threatening to dismantle Yan City No.9.

Yan Jiu seemed to have a good temper, but just like the mask on his face, he was, in fact, a smiling tiger.

Someone dared to cause trouble in his turf, and Yan Jiu, displeased, had Bo Qing blasted out of Yan City No.9.

Bo Qing, originally fearless under heaven and earth, started cursing outside the city once expelled.

The profanities, ceaseless as a torrent, greeted every ancestor of Yan Jiu up to the eighteenth generation.

Yan Jiu couldn’t stand it anymore and ordered several Yan Yi Envoys to throw the person as far away as possible.

Bo Qing immediately took out several Earth-level Spiritual Artifacts and self-detonated, blasting the Yan Yi Envoys half to death.

Right now, the battle continues unabated outside Yan City No.9.

"Bo Qing? How come you’re here?"

Ye Lingyue never expected the person causing a scene in Yan City No.9 to be Bo Qing from Jueqing Sect, whom she had avoided earlier.

Hearing that voice, the man abruptly turned his head.

He glared with those autumn-clear eyes that were prettier than any woman’s and glanced at Ye Lingyue.

Through the layers of gauze, just one look was enough for him to see those unforgettable eyes.

"Thirteen, it really is you! I knew you weren’t dead." Bo Qing was someone who wore his heart on his sleeve, with all his likes and dislikes plainly showed on his face.

The feeling of regaining what was lost made Bo Qing completely forget the Yan Yi Envoys he had battered black and blue.

He lunged forward, with a speed that shocked even Yan Jiu, and hugged Ye Lingyue.

Letting his tears and snot flow freely, he smothered Ye Lingyue all over.

Yan Jiu frowned his good-looking brows.

He was weighing in his heart whether or not to inform Feng San about this incident.

It was only when Ye Lingyue was nearly squeezed to death that Bo Qing suddenly shuddered and let go of her.

"You look so ugly right now, like a dumpling!"

Ye Lingyue, who initially felt some emotion upon seeing Bo Qing, grew incensed upon hearing the descriptor "dumpling." A hundred enraged beasts seemed to breathe fire in her heart.

You and your whole family are dumplings!

"Forget it, I won’t dislike you for turning into this. It’s all Yan Jiu’s fault, that useless City Lord, for not disciplining his subordinates properly. No, the root of the sin is Wu Zhong, that boy, I knew he had ill intentions. You were clearly alive, but he lied to me, saying you were dead. What is his purpose, to actually hide you in Yan City No.9?"

Bo Qing finally adjusted to Thirteen’s changed appearance.

After being sent back to Jueqing Sect by Elder Huo Yan, he clung to the last hope, wishing to hear some news of Hong Shisan.

Despite all his efforts, he found no trace of Hong Shisan.

In his heart, he was even more convinced that Thirteen had died, and became determined to seek revenge against Wu Zhong.

But Wu Zhong, elusive as a ghost, was nowhere to be found; Bo Qing only learned that Yan City was Underworld Yama Palace’s territory and decided to make a scene here, forcing Wu Zhong to show up.

Who would have thought that without seeing Wu Zhong, he would first encounter the longed-for Hong Shisan.

Just by looking at "his" state and thinking of his own suffering from longing these days, Bo Qing naturally blamed everything on Wu Zhong and Yan City.

Yan Jiu’s eyelids twitched, what’s going on here?