Chapter 620: Kicked out of the game?
"The two swordsmen who came earlier were Blood Blade True One's subordinates. They have followed Blood Blade True One for a thousand years, and they came to settle accounts with me, but they were just dealt with by that senior from before."
Hua Jin had always felt that Gu Changsheng's voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
But Gu Changsheng's face was concealed by True Essence, making it impossible for her to recognize who he was.
It also wasn't appropriate to interrogate such a powerful senior too thoroughly.
"As for that golden python..." Hua Jin gasped for breath; her body was still somewhat weak, and now without Wang Shouyi's power supporting her, she needed to rest after saying just a few sentences. "That is the Buddhist affinity worshipped by successive generations of the Great Thunder Temple."
"Buddhist affinity?" Everyone looked at each other, finding it very difficult to connect a giant python with Buddhist affinity.
"Yes, it's actually a Demon Immortal." Hua Jin gave a light cough. "It just sounds better to call it a Buddhist affinity."
"Doesn't that mean the Great Thunder Temple is full of demons?"
Wang Shouyi was also hearing such shocking news for the first time.
After all, one of the goals of both the Kunlun Immortal Palace and the Great Thunder Temple was to eliminate the demons in the Demon Sealing Pagoda.
Yet the Great Thunder Temple itself was a nest of demons?
Wasn't this the left brain fighting the right brain, a complete contradiction?
Hua Jin, however, shook her head and rolled her eyes at Wang Shouyi. "Demons are demons, and Demon Immortals are Demon Immortals; they are two completely different existences. Demon Immortals are destined to be Demon Immortals from birth. As for demons, even if they cultivate their entire lives and become incredibly strong, they can never become Demon Immortals."
After hearing Hua Jin's explanation, the group still didn't quite understand the difference.
But Hua Jin slightly furrowed her brows, seemingly unwilling to say more on the matter.
"Your Eminence, may I ask what level of cultivation that Demon Immortal's incarnation possessed?" Wang Shouyi asked.
"Probably... late-stage Void Shattering perfection..." Hua Jin wasn't too sure either.
She currently had no cultivation base left at all, so she couldn't accurately gauge the golden python's strength.
However, according to the rules, there definitely shouldn't be any Harmony or Ascension stage existences active in the mortal realm currently.
The Great Thunder Temple's Demon Immortal incarnations were especially closely monitored. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI(F)ire.net
If they dared to defy the commands of those existences, it would truly be a foolhardy act of ignorance.
Through countless cycles of reincarnation, she had heard many rumors.
It was said that the Great Thunder Temple and the Demon Immortals appearing in successive cycles were all vassal races of those great existences, subordinate beings who, no matter how powerful, held no dignity or status before those great ones.
By comparison, they, the Ascenders, were somewhat better off.
Although they also held little status, as long as they ascended, they could secure a place in the Immortal Realm, by the side of those great ones.
Even if they were still like ants, they had far more dignity than those Demon Immortals.
They were freer than those Demon Immortals, at least permitted to have their own thoughts.
Moreover, as their seniority and strength increased, their status beside those great ones would also rise—for example, the Heavenly Emperor and the Great Sun Tathagata were both favored individuals close to those great ones.
"It was actually late-stage Void Shattering perfection?!" Wang Shouyi's pupils shook violently. He paced back and forth, unsure of what to do. "That senior is certainly no match for that python! Now he has lured the python away to protect us... he probably won't last long! We must do something!"
Zhao Ying said solemnly, "The senior just transmitted a voice message to me, telling us to contact Zhang Yibai."
They had all seen Zhang Yibai before—a handsome old man covered in muscles.
But from the current perspective, Zhang Yibai's strength seemed inferior to Gu Changsheng's.
They didn't know why Gu Changsheng thought finding Zhang Yibai would solve the problem.
"I know where Senior Zhang Yibai is; I'll go notify him." Wang Shouyi volunteered. "Aside from the seniors in closed-door cultivation, I have the highest cultivation level here. I'm fast; I'll go and return quickly."
With that, he turned to Zhao Ying and said, "Please take care of Her Eminence for me, and... try to wake the senior. The C Province Exorcist Division is still in danger. Leaving aside the golden python chasing Senior Gu Changsheng, just consider Blood Blade True One—her subordinates are dead; next time, she might come herself."
Without further delay, Wang Shouyi immediately mounted his sword and sped away, flying rapidly towards the Wind Spirit Sect.
Hua Jin the True One, meanwhile, gazed thoughtfully in the direction Gu Changsheng had left.
Such a powerful Sword Cultivator like Gu Changsheng, and his first move when encountering trouble was actually to notify Zhang Yibai?
The two of them actually knew each other?
Chen Huaian must also know Gu Changsheng... otherwise, Zhao Ying wouldn't have been able to invite Gu Changsheng.
Furthermore, Zhang Yibai had previously produced that incredibly exquisite Divine Body Tempering Technique,
and it seemed Chen Huaian and Zhang Yibai had known each other for a long time. Neither of them was simple.
Her thoughts swirling, Hua Jin felt as if she was the only one kept in the dark.
But when she wanted to investigate the truth, she found herself lacking too many key pieces of information, leaving her without a single clue.
That she, seemingly, had been, set up?!
The faint light of dawn streamed through the window, falling upon the bed.
Chen Huaian was awakened by a warm, soft weight carrying a faint, sweet scent.
He opened his eyes to see Li Qingran's sleeping face before him.
He remembered falling asleep last night holding Li Qingran.
He had his arm around her waist, and she was leaning back against his chest.
But now, his little disciple had, at some point, crawled into his embrace. At this moment, she was like a small animal seeking shelter, clinging tightly to him.
She lay on her side, her face pillowed in the crook of his arm. A few strands of jet-black hair playfully stuck to her fair, smooth cheek, gently stirring with her even breaths. Her long eyelashes cast small shadows under her eyes. Her pink, tender lips were slightly pouted, her sleeping face serene and innocent like a child unaware of worldly affairs.
Chen Huaian's heart felt as if gently brushed by a feather, instantly melting into a puddle.
The thrilling events of last night and his current guilt were both diluted by this utterly defenseless dependence before him.
He couldn't help but hold his breath, afraid of disturbing this peace.
Just looking at her , he wouldn't find it boring.
Just then, Li Qingran's small nose twitched slightly. Her rosy lips parted gently, emitting a few indistinct murmurs, a soft, sticky sound escaping: "Mmm... Master... big banana... sweet..."
The corner of Chen Huaian's mouth lifted involuntarily. He chuckled soundlessly.
This girl, even in her dreams she's thinking about food?
He recalled Li Qingran's fierce demeanor from last night, and his heart itched slightly, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper sense of tenderness.
Chen Huaian carefully moved his arm, wanting to make Li Qingran sleep more comfortably, and to take the opportunity to admire his little disciple's adorable sleeping face up close. His fingertips were just about to gently brush away the hair on her cheek—
Suddenly, a system prompt popped up in his vision.
[Abnormal situation detected in player's main body. Automatic logout in thirty seconds!]
[Nineteen, eight, three, two, one!]
"⊙ω⊙?" Chen Huaian's vision went black.
Was actually kicked out of the game directly?!