Re-fried Beans

The black fire and miserable howls dissipated, Zhou Yun Sheng looked down at his clawed hand, already pressed up against his dantian, and his expression twisted. He was just about to go on a killing rampage when a tall man suddenly appeared in front of him and pulled him into the arms, repeatedly examining every exposed part of his body.

"Are you okay?" Zong Yi's voice shook slightly.

"I'll be alright, luckily you came in time." Zhou Yun Sheng immediately hugged him back.

"It's good you're not hurt, move to the side for now." Zong Yi pulled his small disciple behind him, raised his arm, producing a gigantic black sword that stretched high into the sky, then slashed. The sharp, unstoppable black light sword cleaved through four Dasheng Qi elders, and hacked the majestic sect in half. The earth couldn't bear the vast power and shuddered, a large fissure splitting open, extending straight to the Sect Leader's residence, before stopping in front of Chi Xiao Palace's gate.

After the loud rumbling noises, there was dust and smoke as far as the eye could see, the elders and peak masters that had surround Zhou Yun Sheng were all split into two halves, even their spirits had failed to escape. The rest of the people were all scared silly, not to mention counterattacking, they couldn't even stand steadily on their feet. They were people who had carried lighting tribulations, they could naturally perceive the Grand Elder's formidable might.

He had already cultivated the Shattered Heaven Sword Path to its peak, his whole body could change into a sword and kill the laws of the universe, becoming invincible in the heavens above and earth below.

"Grand Elder, please listen to our explanation!" Chi Xiao Zhenren clutched his bloody, right arm stomp, and spoke with difficulty, "Fang Xinghai cultivates the 'Muddy Heaven, Refine Devil Heart Sutra', I was helping you clean up the sect. This matter was personally witnessed by Song Yufei, you can ask him."

Pushed to the forefront, Song Yufei couldn't wait to strangle Chi Xiao Zhenren. Can't handle the Grand Elder so you immediately push out your junior to take the blame, don't you feel ashamed? His heart was filled with hate, but his expression was neither overbearing nor servile, he relayed the matter of Fang Xinghai sucking dry several powerful people in its entirety again, and also willing volunteered to hand over his memories.

Zong Yi's eyes slightly squinted, but he didn't reply.

Zhou Yun Sheng walked up behind him and looped his hands around his lean waist, his cheeks pressed against his wide back, relying on expressing his sincere feelings without words.

Zong Yi's heart squeezed and burned, he covered his small disciple's jade white hand with a big palm and affectionately squeezed him.

Song Yufei watched this scene with a nervous heart, he shouted, "Grand Elder, Fang Xinghai has already fallen into the devil path, you, as the pillar of the righteous path, should place righteousness before family. Otherwise, if this matter spreads, will our Promise Immortal Sect have any reputation left?"

"Yufei speaks the truth. Grand Elder, don't forget how your master died all those years ago. Devil cultivators are evil, sooner or later, that boy will lead you to another catastrophe, all us righteous sect people have to punish him."

Chi Xiao Zhenren persuaded while using his spiritual energy to try and stop the blood pouring from his stomp arm, but found that using spiritual power on a wound from the Shattered Heaven Sword Path was useless. He immediately recalled that those the Grand Elder had injured had all fallen one after another- Xue Mo ancestor, Yang Ming Loose Immortal, and Xuan Hui Loose Immortal- and his heart palpitated violently.

The Shattered Heaven Sword Path could wipe out heavenly laws, insignificant cultivators were just mole cricket and ants under his sword.

Chi Xiao Zhenren didn't dare think deeply on it, he increased his efforts to persuade the Grand Elder. Only by pulling the Grand Elder to his side could he possibly ask him to help dispel the sword energy in his wound.

The other surviving elders and peak masters also noticed the terribleness of the Shattered Heaven Sword Path wounds and joined in the lobbying, straightforwardly describing Zhou Yun Sheng as a once in a lifetime, uncontrollable devil, as if in the next moment, he would destroy the entire cultivation world.

"There's no need to be talkative, I am small Xing's master, his cultivation method was passed down from me. Since you've dismissed him as a devil path cultivator, no matter, we master and disciple will depart from Promise Immortal Sect, fall into the devil path, and embrace the hearsay. If you wish to wipe out the devil path cultivators, just come to the Devil Realm's Poisonous Miasma Land to find me, I'll be waiting." Zong Yi reached out to pull his small disciple into his arms, then slightly flicked his sleeve, transferring the majestic Silent Fire Peak into his heaven and earth ring. Then they rode away on his black sword.

Before leaving, he'd glanced briefly at Song Yufei with a weighty look, a small black light sword condensing in his eye, which he quietly sent into the jade pendant. He had now practiced to point where his entire body was a sword, any part of his body, including his voice and eyes, could be turned into a sword with a thought, killing imperceptibly.

Sure enough Song Yufei hadn't felt it, standing behind a few senior brothers with a solemn face.

Zong Yi had said his last few words by using his Yuanshen, so all the sects within a radius of 10,000 miles had heard him crystal clear. Just as the sword disappeared, the words he'd carved into the top of the wall with his sword many years ago, 'Promise Immortal Sect', exploded outward with a boom, turning into a pile of gravel in one breath. The holy land countless sword cultivators had once yearned for had disappeared.

There was no doubt that with the loss of their Grand Elder, Promise Immortal Sect would also lose its status as Grand Heaven World's first immortal sect, it would also face suppression from the other great immortal sects.

Chi Xiao Zhenren cold no longer hold back, he coughed out a mouthful of blood. The Grand Elder had left, but why was it necessary to nearly massacre the great elders and peak masters? They were also the cornerstones of the sect. Unfortunately, in order to honorably capture the Kunlun mirror, he had selected the sect entrance as the place to corner Fang Xinghai, so the events that had just occurred had long been passed on to other sects by spies.

Promise Immortal Sect was in danger!

"Go back, and close the gate. Activate the sect's defense array!" Chi Xiao Zhenren yelled through clenched his teeth.

The Yuanying Qi disciples hadn't joined the battlefield, so they had all survived, they quickly came forward to help him. One of them stuffed a top grade medicinal pill in his mouth, but saw that his wound not only didn't heal, even the blood continued pouring, and his expression immediately changed: This wound is weird!

He examined it carefully, but any wound left by the Shattered Heaven sword always pierces the Yuanshen, and continuously spills blood.

Upon seeing this, the despair in Chi Xiao Zhenren's heart grew thicker. If he had known earlier that the Grand Elder's indulgence of Fang Xinghai was to the extent of lacking sense, why would he make things difficult for Fang Xinghai? If Song Yufei hadn't instigated him, how could Promise Immortal Sect have suffered such calamity?

Chi Xiao Zhenren carefully thought, he couldn't understand how he had let Song Yufei make him do his dirty work. He looked around, but didn't find Song Yufei's presence, and knew that he had already escaped. So be it! Forty years ago my daughter was used by your hands, forty years later I was used by your hands, Song Yufei, don't let Promise Immortal Sect find you!

As for the Grand Elder, it was impossible for Chi Xiao Zhenren to get revenge. Only people who had personally experienced Grand Elder's sword energy would understand the extent of his strength. Promise Immortal Sect was a colossus, yet he single-handedly wiped it out.

In other words, if the great immortals sects of Grand Heaven World angered him, they would face the end of their legacy and destruction of their sect, unless all the immortal sects banded together to deal with him.

Chi Xiao Zhenren twisted and turned this electric idea in his mind, then promptly sent letters to every major sect. With the Kunlun mirror as bait, presumably no sect would be able to resist.

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Zhou Yun Sheng flew southwest to the Devil Realm in Zong Yi's arms.

Zong Yi had opened his robe and wrapped him in, he softly asked, "Small disciple, since we have already fallen into the devil path, how about we simply change our identities?"

"Change our identities to what? Devil seniors? Devil kings? Devil gods?" Zhou Yun Sheng grinned and asked.

"I mean, change both our status." Zong Yi leaned over to kiss his small disciple's cheek, nervousness implicit in his tone.

"What do you want it to be?" Zhou Yun Sheng's smile softened, his eyes had a trace of tenderness.

"What do you think of Daolu (path companion)?"

"I think it sounds good."

"Then it's settled."

"Ay, it's settled."

The two embraced and kissed, until they arrived in the Devil Realm and reluctantly separated. Zong Yi took out Silent Fire Peak and placed it in the center of the poisonous miasma, then slightly flicked his sleeve, conjuring up many red silk and red lanterns, hanging them inside and outside Shattered Heaven Palace.

All the forces of the Devil Realm saw the peak wall engraved with the words 'Silent Fire Peak' from a distance, and almost questioned their eye sight. That is the name of the famous, mighty Ding Guang Zhenren's residence, how can it be here in the Devil Realm?

Soon the spies lurking in Promise Immortal Sect brought back incredible, unbelievable news – Ding Guang Zhenren broke off from Promise Immortal Sect for his small disciple, willingly falling into the devil path! Spoiling a small disciple to this level was not only unheard of, it had never been seen before.

Sure enough, Ding Guang Zhenren was extraordinary, his disciple was really lucky!

All the major forces of the Devil Realm were determined to make friends with Ding Guang Zhenren, but they were afraid that this was temporary, so they decided to wait for a while to see what he did. They had certainly also heard the news that Fang Xinghai had the Kunlun mirror, but with Ding Guang Zhenren protecting him, the devil cultivators who wanted to continue living didn't dare step forward to provoke him.

After a bath, Zhou Yun Sheng sat cross-legged on the bed covered with a crimson dragon and phoenix brocade quilt, tossing the bronze mirror up and down. The bronze mirror had tried to fly out the window several times, but it was bounced back by the array Zong Yi had set, so it could only emitted a harsh buzzing sound.

Zong Yi draped on a black robe and walked up to the bedside, then he pulled his path companion into his arms for a kiss. After the kisses, he pointed to the bronze mirror and asked, "This is the Kunlun mirror? Why is it broken?"

"It helped me block a few lightning tribulations." Zhou Yun Sheng grinned.

"It has already recognized someone else as its master, if you want, I can help you erase this person's life blood and Yuanshen, to re-refine it. Although it's slightly damaged, it can still block a few more lightning tribulations."

"No, I don't want to pick up someone else's trash. Who cares about a Kunlun mirror, I can't ascend without it?" Zhou Yun Sheng laughed and mercilessly knocked the bronze mirror against the bed post.

"If that's the case, let's just destroy it." Zong Yi picked up the bronze mirror and threw it into the air, a ray of black light shot out of his fingertips, easily piercing through the mirror's face. A column of golden light shot out, the unique power belonging to ancient times inside the mirror's face was vaporized, completely disappearing from heaven and earth.

Zong Yi flicked his sleeve and hung the Kunlun mirror that all the cultivators yearned for day and night on Silent Fire Peak's outer wall, if someone wanted it, they could climb the cliff surface and take it.

For the next few days, countless devil cultivators hurriedly climbed, only to listlessly leave, clenching their teeth at Zong Yi's wasteful and violent behavior. But he was able to destroy an ancient magic tool with a sword, wouldn't killing them be like chopping vegetables? In this way, their fear and reverence of him continued to climb.

Song Yufei, who was hiding in an Immortal Cave at the bottom of a lake, suddenly coughed up blood, his Yuanshen suffering unprecedented damage. He had thought that Zong Yi would help Fang Xinghai re-refine the Kunlun mirror, erasing his Yuanshen and life blood in the mirror. Expecting a bite back, he'd prepared a healing medicinal pill in advance.

But he hadn't expected the master and disciple to act so unruly, even going so far as to directly destroy a magic artifact. Because of that, he'd received injuries numerous time more serious than his original estimate, without a top grade medicinal pill, he feared that advancing for the next hundred years would be very difficult.

Why does running into that master and disciple always bring disaster? Song Yufei's heart was filled with dark hate.