Demon Ancestor and His Disciples

Mo Shangxie gave her sleeves a casual flick. She hadn't stepped foot outside the Demon Sealing Pagoda for a full several hundred thousand years.

Now that her pathetic master was finally dead, she would never have to guard this tower again.

"Fellow Daoist Shangxie, where are you going?" the phantom frowned and asked.

"Haha, the Nine Heavens are so vast, aren't they? Naturally, I want to go take a look... However, before that, I have a little something to take care of!"

With that said, she lifted her foot and stomped violently onto the Demon Sealing Pagoda beneath her.

"Boom!!!"

In an instant, the towering Demon Sealing Pagoda, standing countless *zhang* high, collapsed with a thunderous crash. The dissipating demonic qi stained this entire sector of the Outer Heavens, turning it into a demonic domain.

In the cultivation world, a mere sneeze from a deity could bring calamity upon countless mortals.

Ultimately, the Demon Sealing Pagoda was reduced to a massive grave mound.

"Bang!" Mo Shangxie produced a stone stele engraved with four large characters.

[Tomb of the Demon Ancestor]

She thrust it ruthlessly into the top of the mound.

"Master, rest assured. In seven days... I will return to burn spirit money for you. And I will continue to do so every year from now on."

The phantom: "......"

He swallowed hard. Despite being a Dao Integration realm Immortal Emperor himself, he felt a shiver run down his spine.

"Fellow Daoist Shangxie, if you are grieving, you can share your burden with me."

"Grieving? Why should I be grieving?" Mo Shangxie laughed aloud. "You still don't understand! I'm happier than anyone right now. I'm ecstatic."

Watching Mo Shangxie's exquisitely beautiful face twist into madness, the phantom felt that the title "Shangxie, the Demon-Sealing Immortal" was about to vanish, likely to be replaced by "Shangxie, the Mad Demon Immortal."

"I am the last of the Asura race," Mo Shangxie said softly, all expression suddenly vanishing from her face.

"The Asura race?" The phantom felt a surge of excitement. He had a feeling he was about to witness some massive drama.

The Asura race that was exterminated a million years ago? Back when the Three Realms had not yet collapsed and the Six Paths of Reincarnation still existed, the Asuras were the most powerful race in the Demon Realm. But rumor had it they were wiped out by the Demon Ancestor.

"So... do you understand now?" Mo Shangxie didn't continue, but the phantom had already conjured up countless scenarios in his mind.

He had lived long enough, having attained an eternal lifespan. Naturally, eternal life brought endless loneliness, so watching drama unfold had become his greatest source of entertainment.

The cultivation of an Immortal Emperor didn't just bring immense power; it also made his imagination run hundreds of millions of times faster than that of others.

*Holy shit. No wonder Mo Shangxie hated her master so much. It turns out there was a blood feud of genocide between them?*

"Fellow Daoist Shangxie, could there be some misunderstanding?" the phantom asked. He had been reading a lot of web novels lately.

Titles like *Nine Reincarnations: The Empresses Wept After My Memories Were Revealed* and *After My Death, My Empress Disciples Were Filled with Regret*...

Mo Shangxie gave him a faint glance. "We spent hundreds of thousands of years searching for the truth. There is absolutely no mistake. He admitted it himself and actively sought death. Otherwise, do you really think that Qingyi and I... would have the ability to kill him?"

"Though we were master and disciples, cultivating the Demonic Dao together, in the end... we walked different paths."

The phantom sighed inwardly. What a pity... He had been hoping to witness a "memory reveal" scene where the Immortal Emperor disciple would be wracked with agony.

Evidently, novels were just novels after all.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist, you'd best advise that Devil Emperor not to attack the Nine Heavens. Her Evil Spirit Dao is a ticking time bomb that snowballs; it feeds on the evil thoughts of heaven and earth... In the end, it's very likely that even she won't be able to control the situation."

Mo Shangxie chuckled softly. "I'm afraid I must disappoint you, Fellow Daoist. I stand by what I've always said: I will forever be on her side... Once Qingyi decides to declare total war on the Nine Heavens, the gates of my Demon Domain... will be thrown open for her."

"......"

But suddenly, Mo Shangxie seemed to sense something, and her thin lips curled up slightly. "She's made her decision!"

"Wha... what do you mean?" The phantom panicked.

But in the next second, he felt it!!!

The Dark Sky Demon Domain—the Great Dao-level boundary barrier shrouding over a million provinces—vanished in an instant!

"It seems Qingyi is going to war with the Nine Heavens."

The phantom's eyes widened to the size of saucers. *No, Sis... did you really just withdraw the boundary power? You're just going to watch as countless living beings across a million provinces are plunged into misery and slaughtered by the Evil Spirit Army?*

*Are... are you kidding me?*

"Fellow Daoist! Wait a moment..." The phantom started to speak, but Mo Shangxie had already vanished from the spot, leaving behind a colossal mess.

"It's over... It's all over!"

...

Meanwhile, outside the boundary barrier.

"Boom—"

The Realm-Breaking Immortal Boat had thoroughly breached the boundary barrier of the Nine Heavens, then flew in with swaggering arrogance.

The first region it entered was the "Eastern Azure Heaven" where the Jiang Family was located, also known simply as "Azure Heaven."

The immensely colossal Immortal Boat was larger than almost an entire domain.

According to normal physics, an object of such mass and size would possess terrifying gravitational pull. The gravity alone would likely be enough to tear apart any surrounding living beings.

However, the dimensional tier of the Nine Heavens world was extremely high, so such a phenomenon did not occur.

"Jiang Che? What's wrong?"

Inside the Immortal Boat, Yu Wan'er poked the person beside her, Jiang Che, with her small hand.

Jiang Che had suddenly fainted just a moment ago, scaring the wits out of her. Could it be the legendary "sudden death syndrome"?

But that was unlikely, right? Jiang Che possessed an Immortal Body, after all.

"Hiss... Ugh, damn it!" Jiang Che slowly opened his eyes to find Yu Wan'er pinching his philtrum.

He propped himself up with one hand and gently rubbed his temples.

"Jiang Che, you scared me to death! I thought you..." Yu Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him wake up. She didn't have the Lunar Immortal Body, did she? So how could something like this happen?

"I'm fine," Jiang Che said, raising his hand to pat the girl's head comfortingly.

He casually pulled Yu Wan'er into his embrace.

Jiang Che narrowed his eyes slightly. When he had suddenly fainted just now, he had received a fragment of memory regarding the Demon Ancestor.

It seemed the Demon Ancestor had thoroughly kicked the bucket!

And he had also more or less figured out the messy situation between this Demon Ancestor and his two disciples.

"This Demon Ancestor is a complete jackass. He faked his death and left this mess for me to clean up?"

Thinking about it, Jiang Che understood the logic. Because the Demon Ancestor had committed irreparable mistakes against his two disciples and raised them into *yanderes*, he pulled a "faked death" stunt. He was hoping that Jiang Che would clean up his mess and give the two disciples a happy ending?

Well, isn't that just terribly courteous of him?

Jiang Che scratched his head and broke into a grin.