In an ancient forest, a young man and woman were desperately fleeing, pursued closely by a group of black-robed figures.
The young man being hunted was named Xiao Fan, a servant of the Xiao Family, while the woman was the family’s prodigy, Xiao Weier.
They were originally descendants of the Xiao Family, a lineage of Heavenly Emperors, living peaceful lives—until one day, the black-robed group arrived, declaring their intent to capture Xiao Weier.
The reason? Xiao Weier possessed the innate Supreme Holy Body.
The Supreme Holy Body was among the most elite of all holy constitutions, embodying supremacy and sanctity, with potential beyond imagination.
It was no exaggeration to say that those who possessed this body were born to be supreme rulers.
This meant that Xiao Weier could reach the Heavenly Supreme Realm through cultivation alone, without ever lifting a finger, and her progress would far surpass ordinary practitioners.
Historically, those with the Supreme Holy Body had all ascended to the Supreme Realm in less than a century.
What did this signify? It meant they had ample time to forge their own path and break through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm!
Unless they met an untimely demise, every Supreme Holy Body wielder in history had become a Quasi-Emperor—and one had even ascended to the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
What did it mean to have the potential of a Heavenly Emperor?
This was the true mark of a Heavenly Emperor’s destiny.
The path of cultivation was fraught with countless obstacles. Even the most powerful constitutions could only ensure superior combat prowess and faster cultivation speed—but none could guarantee the absence of bottlenecks or a smooth journey to the Supreme Realm.
None, except the Supreme Holy Body.
With dao patterns naturally engraved in their bones and blood, those who possessed it cultivated as if harmonizing with the myriad daos, advancing unimpeded, free of all bottlenecks.
Because of her Supreme Holy Body, Xiao Weier was revered as the Xiao Family’s treasured genius. Yet, it was also this very constitution that brought calamity upon them.
And that calamity, unmistakably, was the group of black-robed figures.
The Xiao Family, a lineage of Heavenly Emperors known for their dominance, actually cowered before these black-robed men, their expressions betraying fear.
When the black-robed figures demanded Xiao Weier, the Xiao Family offered no resistance—only silence.
In such a moment, silence spoke volumes.
All of this was witnessed by Xiao Fan, a mere servant of the family.
Xiao Fan was an ordinary mortal, often scorned by his kin. Only Xiao Weier, the family’s proud jewel, had never looked down on him. Instead, she treated him with kindness.
She was like a radiant sun, casting warmth into the cold, shadowed corners of his life.
And so, without hesitation, Xiao Fan took Xiao Weier and fled.
Which led to their current predicament.
As they ran, Xiao Weier asked in panic, "Brother Fan, why are they chasing me?"
"Because you have the Supreme Holy Body!"
"Who are they? What do they want with my constitution?"
A grave look flashed in Xiao Fan’s eyes as he answered in a low voice, "If I’m not mistaken, they must be the lackeys of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"
"The Heavenly Demon Sect?!" Xiao Weier gasped, her delicate face paling instantly.
The Heavenly Demon Sect’s infamy was thunderous across the Cangming Realm—a name known to all, capable of silencing even a crying child.
"But... I’ve never offended them!"
Xiao Fan gazed at her with pity. "Silly girl, not all who target you do so because you’ve wronged them.
Just like me in the Xiao Family—I never provoked anyone, yet I endured scorn every day.
The Heavenly Demon Sect has been wicked since its inception, abducting those with special constitutions across the land. What I never expected was that they’d dare lay hands on a Heavenly Emperor’s lineage.
And the most laughable part? The lofty Xiao Family didn’t even dare breathe a word of defiance."
Before Xiao Fan could finish, several black-robed figures suddenly blocked their path.
"Little brats, the Heavenly Demon Sect’s reach spans the world. There’s no escape. Come with us quietly."
Xiao Fan’s eyes narrowed. "How arrogant! You’re nothing but Elder Demon Gu’s dogs—how dare you act so high and mighty?"
"Kekeke... Our sect leader is peerless in divine might, his power unrivaled. Some aren’t even worthy of being his dogs."
Seeing no point in further words, Xiao Fan struck without hesitation.
A blindingly pale flame erupted from his palm, hurling toward the black-robed men.
The Heavenly Demon Sect members sensed the terrifying energy within the flames and scrambled to evade, but even their desperate efforts left them bloodied and battered.
Seizing the moment, Xiao Fan and Xiao Weier slipped away.
Soon after, they hid in a cold, dark cave.
"Brother Fan, you were amazing! What was that flame? It drove them back in an instant!"
Xiao Fan allowed himself a small smirk. Though he was a mere mortal, years ago, while gathering herbs, he had fallen off a cliff and stumbled into a forbidden land.
There, he had fortuitously obtained the legacy of the Flame Heavenly Emperor, becoming his successor.
"That was the Pale Inferno—it consumes all things."
"Oho~ ‘Consumes all things,’ you say? Little brother, why not try consuming me?"
Suddenly, a sultry, enchanting voice drifted into the cave.
Xiao Fan and Xiao Weier stiffened, turning toward the entrance—only to freeze in shock.
A peerlessly beautiful woman glided in, draped in white gauze, her jade-like feet bare, her long black hair cascading like a waterfall. She was like an immortal descended from the heavens.
Her aura was a paradox—both divine and seductive, saintly yet sinful, an intoxicating blend of contradictions.
The two were stunned. They had never imagined such an ethereal beauty could exist in this world.
"Do I please your eyes?" the woman teased with a coy smile.
Xiao Fan nearly blurted out an affirmation but bit his tongue hard, the pain snapping him out of her bewitchment.
Wary, he demanded, "Who are you?"
The woman giggled. "You may call me... the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Madam."
The moment those words left her lips, Xiao Fan’s hair stood on end as countless horrifying tales flooded his mind.
Rumors spoke of a woman who always accompanied the Heavenly Demon Sect’s leader—a peerless beauty who could assume countless forms, enchant with a glance, and reveled in drinking human blood. She often styled herself as the sect leader’s wife.
But none of that was the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying part was—she was a Quasi-Emperor!
Xiao Fan felt as if he’d been plunged into an icy abyss. Forcing himself to stay calm, he retorted, "Impossible! Someone of your status wouldn’t personally hunt down two insignificant runaways!"
The woman sighed softly, "I didn’t want to come out either, but lately, there have been more and more girls around the Sect Master. If I don’t step out to gather more inspiration, I fear the position of Sect Master’s wife might slip right through my fingers one day."
As she spoke, her beautiful eyes lit up with delight as they landed on Xiao Weier, who was hiding behind Xiao Fan.
"What a perfect little muse this young sister would make."
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