First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 929 - A Ten-Year Promise

In response to the Netherworld King’s question, Su Yi merely laughed. “You’re trapped here. How are you qualified to become my enemy?”

The Netherworld King’s beautiful eyes were increasingly indifferent, and her smooth, slender fingers brushed gently against her armrests. “Tell me, Fellow Daoist: do you think the source power of the City of the Wrongfully Dead can confine me for the rest of my life?”

Before Su Yi answered, she continued, “Since you can control the power of that tombstone, you ought to have sensed it. The source of the City of the Wrongfully Dead is weakening. Although I don’t know why, I can guess that numerous changes have taken place in the Netherworld over the past few years.”

Su Yi instantly fell silent.

The Netherworld King was right. The source of the City of the Wrongfully Dead really was weakening.

Even before coming to the City of the Wrongfully Dead, he’d discussed this with the Night Watchmen. Their tentative conclusion was that the source of the Netherworld as a whole had somehow changed, resulting in numerous changes throughout its vast territories over the past few years.

Like what had transpired here in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, the developments in the far reaches of the Sea of Bitterness, and the appearance of the mysterious Netherworld Vessel.

Even the blood moon appeared in the night sky with far greater frequency than before.

All of this was connected to the Netherworld’s Source.

Alas, unlike other planes, the Netherworld was boundlessly vast. Even now, despite all its years of history, no one knew just how big it was.

Not even the Infernal Palace of antiquity could figure out where the Netherworld’s source was located.

Thus, there was no way for anyone to discover why or how it had changed.

“And that has given me an opportunity to escape captivity,” continued the Netherworld King, her eyes shining with longing and her voice full of determination. “Even without assistance, I’m certain I can escape confinement in the City of the Wrongfully Dead within ten years!”

Old Yao White Eyebrows shuddered.

Ten years?

It sounded like a long time, but to existences of their level, ten years passed in a flash. It was nothing at all.

He could picture it now. Ten years from now, if the Netherworld King escaped confinement, no one in the City of the Wrongfully Dead’s forbidden zones would be any match for her!

“I just wonder if you’ll be able to stop me again ten years from now, Su Xuanjun.” The Netherworld King stroked her jaw, and her red lips arched into a provocative smile as she sized him up.

Su Yi thought about it. “Then let’s make a ten-year agreement. If you can escape the Great Chaos Ruins within a decade, I wouldn’t mind giving you an opportunity to work with me.”

The Netherwork King sneered. “Will I still need your cooperation then?”

Her tone was rife with pride and disdain.

“I'm confident that, when the time comes, you’ll beg for my cooperation,” laughed Su Yi.

The Netherworld King’s exquisitely formed eyebrows slowly knit, and she stared intently at Su Yi, as if trying to see through his innermost secrets.

A little while later, she couldn’t help but press her lips together and chuckle. “Su Xuanjun, I quite like your personality. Once I’ve escaped confinement, I’ll be sure to find an opportunity to toy with you!”

Her gaze was utterly, endlessly charming, and it seemed as if she’d discovered long-awaited prey. She made no attempt to disguise her desire.

However, Old Yao White Eyebrows felt a chill in his heart, and his hair stood on end.

Her words seemed ordinary on the surface, but the implications were enough to make one shudder.

“Oh,” said Su Yi. “You’re playing with fire; be careful not to get burned.”

The Netherworld King bit down on her red lower lip, then laughed. “I’ve never been afraid of fire. Either I conquer you and have you obediently kneel beneath my feet, or you conquer me… In that case, why shouldn’t I honor you as my master and let you do as you please?”

Su Yi gazed deeply at her. “I’m looking forward to it.”

Both Old Yao White Eyebrows and the Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow quivered inwardly.

They were both neck-and-neck in this verbal clash, and their words were rife with murderous intent!

But then, the Netherworld King sharply changed tacks. “Fellow Daoist, how about you let the little crow go? In exchange, I guarantee that the forces subordinate to me won’t make any further movements within the next ten years.”

Su Yi looked down at the Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow, which shrunk back in terror, not daring to meet his gaze.

“Very well,” Su Yi said flatly. “I’ll give you face and leave it a path to life.”

A faint smile rose on the Netherworld King’s lips. “Let me tell you a secret as an expression of my gratitude.”

“Oh?” said Su Yi; he hadn’t expected that. “What secret?”

The Netherworld King batted her charming, beautiful eyes, and her lips softly parted. A soft, gentle voice with a hint of a unique magnetism transmitted directly into Su Yi’s ears: “Fellow Daoist Su, have you ever heard of the Mysterious Keyhole Charm Body?”0

Su Yi was stunned, and he couldn’t help but be flabbergasted.

The Mysterious Keyhole Charm Body!

Rumor had it that the demonic gods of antiquity viewed it as a gift of nature, a Xiantian demon body. This physique was extremely rare, and could only be happened upon by chance.

Women with this Xiantian demon body were, without exception, so stunning as to topple a nation, with an innate charm. They had skin as fair and unblemished as jade or ice, and they were endowed with natural sensuality.

When she saw the flabbergasted look on Su Yi’s face, a playful, inscrutable light flashed through the Netherworld King’s eyes.

Her bearing was increasingly indolent as she leaned against her skeletal throne. Her posture made her slender legs seem even longer and more graceful.

Then, she said in an even softer voice, “Major powers view those with this talent as unique and unsurpassed furnaces for dual cultivation, and I… just so happen to have that physique.”

Despite himself, Su Yi’s traitorous heart clenched, and his expression turned a bit strange.

How could he fail to realize that the Netherworld King was deliberately provoking and enticing him?

Rather, the Netherworld King was testing him. She wanted to see whether or not he’d let her beauty muddle his head.

After all, an old devil who comprehended the Dao through dual cultivation was sure to go crazy after learning that a woman had the Mysterious Keyhole Charm Body!

A little while later, Su Yi laughed. “I’ll help you keep this a secret.”

She wanted to use her feminine wiles on Su Xuanjun?

All he could say was that she was playing with fire!

Meanwhile, Old Yao White Eyebrows and the Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow were completely in the dark. Neither had any idea just what secret she’d told him.

However, they both knew better than to ask.

“That’s it, then. It’s getting late. I look forward to playing with you ten years from now, Fellow Daoist Su.”

As she spoke, the Netherworld King smiled faintly, raised her hand, and snapped her fingers.

The rain of light reflecting her visage over the Great Chaos Ruins instantly scattered.

Su Yi relaxed too.

The Netherworld King was a bit crazy by nature; even he had to approach a confrontation with her with caution.

Fortunately, she wasn’t so insane as to throw all caution to the wind and attack him now.

“Little crow, first, let everyone go,” Su Yi ordered.

“Got it!” The Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow already understood that it was getting out of this alive, so it straightforwardly agreed. action

……

The Dark Capital, the peak of Yin-Yang Mountain.

You Xue, Qing Teng, Qing Mu, as well as Yun Songzi, Feng Yuzhi, Lu Changming, and the other Emperors were all waiting.

The White Bone Emperor, Divine Monarch Falling Star, and the various other terrifying lifeforms stood further away. All of them suppressed their viciousness and waited in silence. Not one of them dared leave without permission.

The curtains had already fallen on today’s grand battle, and the three Dark Vassals had been summarily executed.

Looking around them, the area near Yin-Yang Divine Peak was withered and riddled with in holes, the scars their grand battle had left behind.

“His Excellency Su hasn’t run into trouble, has he?” asked Qing Mu, a bit worried. “Why isn’t he back yet?”

His master immediately chastised him. “Quit talking nonsense. How could anything possibly happen to His Excellency Su?”

Qing Mu sheepishly lowered his head.

When Feng Yuzhi, Yun Songzi, and the others saw this, they were all inwardly rueful.

This time, they’d fallen into their enemies’ expertly prepared trap. It had gone utterly disastrously.

They’d already given into despair and prepared to fight to the death when Su Yi’s unexpected arrival turned the tides and averted this crisis completely!

Even now, when they thought back to what they’d just experienced, it didn’t quite feel real. It was as if they’d just dreamed it all.

“His Excellency Su is back!” the White Bone Emperor said out of nowhere.

Whoosh!

All eyes instantly gazed into the distance.

Spatial ripples spread beneath the distant night sky. Shortly after, a young man in blue appeared on the back of a Radiant Void Beast.

He looked extraordinary and detached, with a relaxed, composed bearing. This was none other than Su Yi.

“Greetings, Your Excellency!” White Bone Emperor, Divine Monarch Falling Star, and the other terrifying existences rushed up to greet him.

This broadened Feng Yuzhi and the others’ horizons.

How terrifying were the abilities these evil spirits had displayed in battle?

Yet now, they treated a Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivator like Su Yi with the utmost respect, as if he were a deity!

Despite feeling this way, Feng Yuzhi and the others dared not be negligent. They approached and greeted Su Yi as well, one by one.

“Fellow Daoist Su, many thanks for coming to our aid and saving us from calamity!”

“Fellow Daoist Su, you saved our lives. We’ll be sure to carve this benevolence into our hearts, and we’ll be sure to repay you someday.”

…These Emperors came from Fire Illumination Divine Palace, the Yellow Springs Palace, and Meng Po Palace. All three were peak orthodoxies, and all of these Emperors were illustrious figures in the outside world.

Yet now, when they faced Su Yi, they viewed him with awe and respect. All of them were humble.

Su Yi dismounted the Radiant Voice Beast and subtly inclined his head. “You needn’t be so polite, everyone.”

Then, he swept his gaze across the White Bone Emperor and the others. “Come with me to the Dark Capital. When I return, I’ll naturally return you all your freedom.”

Now that Su Yi had given them a clear promise, the White Bone Emperor and the other terrifying entities felt a massive weight lift from their shoulders.

Su Yi had suppressed them within the Book of Diting. They’d worried that Su Yi would kill them once they’d served their purpose ever since.

But now, it seemed obvious that they’d worried in vain.

Before long, Su Yi imprisoned these terrifying entities within the Book of Diting once more.

Su Yi then turned to look at Feng Yuzhi and the others. “Your captured sectmates have already been sent to the entrance of the City of the Wrongfully Dead. You can go back and rejoin them now.”

The Emperors were briefly stunned. Then, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Only now did they realize that Su Yi had left earlier to save their captured companions. He’d succeeded, too!

Their hearts churned with emotion. All of them bowed, their gratitude too great to express in words.

But Su Yi hadn’t done this to earn their gratitude.

At the end of the day, he’d saved them and their companions in passing, and it had been no more difficult than raising his hand.