CHAPTER 430: WHERE IS MY HEAVENLY DEMON SECT?! [REAPER LE GE REN]

Chapter 430: Where Is My Heavenly Demon Sect?! [Reaper Le Ge Ren]

Void Abyss, Peach Blossom Island.

A peach petal landed on the Go board, causing both the swordsman holding a black stone and the beautiful woman wrapped in fox fur opposite him to pause.

"Old Demon Xiao has left. Aren't you going to check on him?" The woman licked her lips, her eyes reflecting the white-clothed swordsman with a soul-stealing gaze.

"It's good that he left."

The white-clothed swordsman placed a stone, pressing it onto the petal, his voice cold.

"Just in time to send him on his final journey."

"I'm curious." The woman twisted her waist as she crawled toward the swordsman, licking her fingers like a fox while smiling through narrowed eyes. "With your strength, you could easily descend and kill Old Demon Xiao, kill all those Mahayana cultivators. Why bother nurturing a sword?"

She pressed herself against the man's chest, her jade-like arms wrapping around his neck as she breathed out seductive fragrance. "Unless... you can't descend?"

The alluring scene might as well not exist for the white-clothed swordsman.

His eyes remained fixed on the Go board.

"If this venerable one were to descend, the entire Cangyun Realm would collapse."

The swordsman's words made the woman's heart tremble.

A trace of fear surfaced in those fox-like eyes.

"What if one day you have no choice but to descend?"

"Then I'll kill them all!"

"Would you kill me too?" The woman pouted pitifully from his lap. "I haven't done anything wrong... well, except leading the demon race to slaughter half of Cangyun Realm until no grass grew and humans trembled in fear. But that's all in the past~ I'm very well-behaved now~"

"Nine-Tails."

The swordsman raised his eyes, his gaze calm as still water,

yet deep like an abyss ready to devour.

"Your move."

Meeting that gaze, the woman immediately lost her nerve, forcing a laugh as she retreated to her original position. "How boring." Nine-Tails placed a white stone on the board with exaggerated frustration. "I wonder what kind of woman could catch your eye, when even a peerless beauty like me can't get a second glance~"

The swordsman remained silent, simply continuing the game.

The black stones on the board moved like raging dragons, swiftly surrounding and devouring Nine-Tails' white pieces.

"Ah! Lost again!"

Nine-Tails used her tails to mess up the board in protest. "Couldn't you go easy on me just once? So lacking in gentlemanly manners."

"We'll stop here for today."

The swordsman stood and walked into the peach blossom forest. "Continue tomorrow."

Nine-Tails watched his figure gradually disappear among the falling petals, her gaze intoxicated, only snapping out of it when he vanished completely. She picked up a black stone, feeling its residual warmth as a bitter smile appeared.

"What kind of woman do you like..."

"Do you... even have a heart..."

...

...

"Where are the demon cultivators? Where did they all go?"

"Where's my Heavenly Demon Sect?! My massive Heavenly Demon Sect?!"

Tianheng Mountain, Heavenly Demon Sect ruins.

Xiao Feng looked around at the broken walls and rubble, on the verge of tears.

His empire, his vast empire.

Gone! All gone!

"Who? Who did this? What happened in these thousand years? Where are my disciples?" Xiao Feng rampaged through every corner of the ruins, but the place was completely abandoned—not a single person, not even fragments of remains.

The cultivation manuals from the Scripture Pavilion had been looted.

The magical weapons from the Armory were all stolen.

This kind of plundering scene used to only happen to sects invaded by their Heavenly Demon Sect—now it had happened to them?!

"Damn it, they didn't leave a single thing behind! How am I supposed to reconstruct what happened here?"

Just as Xiao Feng was at his wit's end, he noticed a small hill still emitting demonic energy nearby.

"Where was this originally..."

After frowning in thought, recognition dawned.

This used to be the disciples' cultivation caves.

While the sect could be looted, these cave dwellings couldn't be taken—so they remained somewhat intact.

"Maybe some disciples left things in these caves?"

With this hope, Xiao Feng searched the cave and soon found a fragment of a bellyband, still carrying traces of seductive fragrance—clearly worn by some demon sect enchantress.

"Let this show me what happened!"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath.

He stuffed the bellyband into his mouth and began chewing with loud "crunching" sounds.

This wasn't some bizarre fetish—as he chewed, a swirling black hole formed in his mouth, instantly devouring the large fabric fragment.

A series of memories flashed through Xiao Feng's mind:

The shattered sect, smoke of battle, corpses everywhere... banners of various sects waving in the flames. Xiao Feng recognized many—Qingyun Sect, Blade Sect, Shaoyang Sect, Sword Pavilion, and the three great holy lands' banners floating in the sky.

This battle was clearly led by the three holy lands,

uniting all righteous cultivators of Cangyun Realm to slaughter every last Heavenly Demon Sect disciple!

In these memory fragments, he saw only a handful of disciples escape, hiding among mortals while praying day and night for Patriarch Ye Futian and other sect ancestors to come save them...

Unfortunately, Ye Futian was already dead.

Killed by Sword Pavilion's ancestor Chen Huaian.

"So this is it! You attacked my sect the moment I entered the Void Abyss? Well played, three holy lands and all you righteous sects!"

This place wasn't safe.

With a dark expression, Xiao Feng stored the remaining bellyband fragment in his storage ring, then disguised himself as a righteous cultivator and flew toward the mortal realm on his sword.

One unique feature of the Great Lamentation Ode was allowing demonic cultivators to impersonate righteous ones. This was because its cultivation energy balanced between righteous and demonic, freely converting between spiritual and demonic energy.

The remaining Heavenly Demon Sect disciples were currently gathered at the Red Lantern House in Zhou Kingdom's capital.

These ruins might be under surveillance by righteous cultivators.

He needed to reunite with his scattered disciples in the mortal realm.

With the Great Lamentation Ode and Heavenly Demon Art, he could rebuild the sect from scratch.

Taking one last look at the ruins,

Xiao Feng departed with tears, leaving only a sigh in the air.

"My disciples and I... will return!"

...

Not long after Xiao Feng left,

a female cultivator in plain white robes landed at the ruins.

Surveying the area, she nodded in satisfaction.

"This location is close to the Void Abyss and has existing sect ruins... Establishing a righteous sect here under the banner of justice would grant us moral high ground!"

Real Person Yuyao's lips curved slightly.

With a wave of her hand, the broken walls and rubble rearranged themselves, forming a towering white jade gate with a blank plaque.

The gate was carved with dragons and phoenixes—clearly a righteous sect's style.

Yuyao summoned vines to quickly clean the ruins, erasing the demonic hill.

Though much remained in disarray, it now resembled a newly established sect.

"With the location secured, it's time to recruit disciples. They'll also help conceal my true identity."

Yuyao narrowed her eyes.

She flew up and carved three large characters onto the plaque with her sword—Xuanhe Gate.

"Thus, Xuanhe Gate is officially established. I can start by attracting rogue cultivators with high-grade techniques."

"Sword Pavilion, True Martial Holy Land... if you won't come openly, we will!"

"Sect trials, sect competitions... just you wait!!!"