Chapter 847: Chapter 660: Taoyan
“Miss Yin?” Baili An looked at the woman emerging from the fog at night, an unexpected expression appearing on his face.
Ever since that absurd commotion in the Netherworld Palace caused by Ning Feiyan, both she and Su Jing had been either ashamed or angry, intentionally avoiding him for days.
The experience of that day was truly embarrassing, and Baili An’s face wasn’t as thick as Ning Feiyan’s.
Knowing they weren’t in much danger in the Royal Palace, he felt at ease and decided it wasn’t wise to proactively annoy the two ladies.
This night, for Yin Baishuang to come looking for him herself was surprising to Baili An, but he vaguely had a speculation in his heart.
Something must have happened in the Demon Palace.
“Something’s happened.” As expected, Yin Baishuang got straight to the point as soon as she arrived, her expression slightly heavy.
Though she was a noted woman of the Righteous Immortal Sect, in theory, the bigger the chaos in the Demon World, the more it should please her.
“What exactly happened?”
Baili An sheathed the Heavenly Strategy Jun Mountain Sword into the Jade Reflected in Sapphire. The Pici Bird, being wise, also vanished into his shadow.
He got up and walked toward Yin Baishuang, but no sooner had he stopped than Yin Baishuang retreated several steps as if she had stepped on a snake, avoiding him far away.
The face already distant from people now looked even more disdainful and cold, as if she had seen some venomous snake or scorpion, and she spoke coldly, briefly: “You stay there!” This update is available on novel-fire.net
Baili An ceased his approach, watching her icy gaze slide over him.
He didn’t know what she was thinking of.
Her gaze quickly shifted away, and her translucent, pale earlobes took on a rosy hue, like red stamens in snow.
Judging by her appearance, she still hasn’t gotten over that incident.
Indeed, though Miss Yin once had a marriage contract, she had never even performed the three marriage rituals, still waiting to wed, so how could she witness such things?
Baili An obediently stood there, not taking another step forward, his hesitant demeanor showing a sense of being restrained.
Yin Baishuang shot a sidelong glance, thinking to herself that this boy’s face wasn’t much thicker than hers, gentle and honest in nature, yet how bold and uninhibited he seemed back then.
Amidst the chaos in her mind, scenes below the glazed water that day surged to her thoughts, and Yin Baishuang’s face grew burning, clenched her fists in frustration.
It was all due to this brat, acting so recklessly, daring to taint her state of mind.
This had left her restless for the past half-month, as if haunted by nightmares every night, with nothing but chaotic images disturbing her Daoist heart whenever she closed her eyes.
But thinking that stern-faced woman likely also hadn’t rested well these days somewhat balanced the scales in Yin Baishuang’s heart.
She slightly nodded and said coldly, “Do you still remember that mysterious and tragic death of the Inner Official in the Royal Palace over half a month ago?”
The night wind arose among the wilds of the mountains, sweeping over the grasses, carrying a faint scent of blood.
Baili An’s expression changed slightly, his gaze falling on the dark red stains on Yin Baishuang’s crimson sleeves: “Miss Yin, you’re injured?”
Yin Baishuang frowned and looked down, only then noticing a strand of blood on her sleeve: “It’s not my blood; it’s the blood of Jiachen, the Scripture Master of the Xuan Sect.”
“Scripture Master Jiachen?”
Yin Baishuang’s eyes focused sharply: “In Mo City, a ‘Taoyan’ emerged, and Jiachen was also injured because of it.”
Baili An asked perplexed, “‘Taoyan’? What is that?”
Yin Baishuang glanced up at him and said, “It seems that even though you’ve been in the Mortal World for so long, you know only worldly matters, unaware of those beyond the mortal realm.”
Baili An felt even more confused: “Beyond the mortal realm?”
“Shall we talk while walking?” Yin Baishuang rose using Sword Control, flying back towards the Royal Palace.
Baili An immediately summoned the Autumnwater Sword, following closely.
High above in the night sky, the chilly wind howled, swirling with snow, yet it did not affect the clarity of their conversation.
“In a sense, Taoyan are a type of demon, but if you really want to scrutinize it, they’ve lost many demon attributes, their essence having fundamentally changed.”
“If I had to use one word to describe it, Taoyan is an evil thing, born from the mysterious and distant homeland of demons—the Corridor Sky Abyss.”
“The Corridor Sky Abyss is a place untouched by the Six Realms, at the abyss’s end lies an endless holy golden sea, nurturing countless demons, the very origin of the Demon Clan we speak of in the Mortal World.”
“According to legends, every five thousand years, the Golden Sea experiences a grand chaotic tide, where sea spirits become extraordinarily wicked and violent, and the guardians of the sea drive the most ferocious three thousand demons to Xiangdan Island.”
“Demons enter the sea island, guarded by the receding golden seawaters a thousand miles away, surrounded by volcanoes which isolate these three thousand demon beasts until the grand chaotic tide passes.”
However, those three thousand demon beasts began to cannibalize each other on Xiangdan Island, and the last remaining demon became the world’s first ‘Taoyan.'”
Baili An listened intently, sensing a few peculiarities in Yin Baishuang’s account.
But after all, it was an age-old legend retold orally, and since Baili An hadn’t seen the Golden Sea of the Corridor Sky Abyss himself, he couldn’t pinpoint the oddity.
“Since it’s a creature from a place unmonitored by the Six Realms, how could it appear in the Demon World?”
Yin Baishuang’s expression was grave as well, puzzled: “That’s what’s strange— the Golden Sea is an unguardable location, which means even the Immortals in heaven lack the authority to oversee it.”
“Do you know… who the Guardian of the Golden Sea is?”
How would Baili An know, he could only humbly inquire: “Who is it?”