The Death of the Right Minister

Nangong Xiyun no longer feared exposure when speaking of Su Luo’s affairs.

With Su Luo’s New Heavenly Demon Sect now gone and Su Luo himself adopting a laid-back attitude, he wouldn’t actively seek out information.

So such matters were inconsequential.

Su Luo’s situation was resolved, but there was still the Right Envoy to deal with.

Nangong Xiyun said, "Leave it to me. Su Luo has already uncovered the Right Envoy’s whereabouts."

This wasn’t something Su Luo had said directly—it was written in his diary.

The contents roughly stated: The Right Envoy couldn’t accept the destruction of his Earthly Fiend Sect.

So, he seized this opportunity to exact revenge on the righteous path.

For instance, attacking sects whose main forces had already headed north.

Or ambushing weaker groups traveling north.

With the Right Envoy’s Mahayana-stage strength, he could intercept most people.

Moreover, he would kill and flee, making him difficult to capture.

Later, Lin Xuan coincidentally encountered the Right Envoy, engaged in a fierce battle, and ultimately killed him.

But now, Nangong Xiyun took it upon herself to handle this matter.

Since Su Luo had already written down the first location the Right Envoy planned to attack, there was no need for innocent people to be needlessly slaughtered.

The other sect leaders couldn’t help but admire this—only those of the demonic path could truly interact with the demonic path.

They didn’t harbor much suspicion. With only the Right Envoy and Su Luo remaining as notable figures in the demonic path, it made sense for the two to communicate.

Thus, Nangong Xiyun directly assigned Lin Xuan to deal with the Right Envoy.

This still aligned with Su Luo’s narrative, just slightly ahead of schedule.

Lin Xuan didn’t question it and immediately set off.

Sure enough, at the designated location, he found the Right Envoy.

The Right Envoy laughed maniacally, "Hahaha, the demon beast army is doing splendidly! Soon, the South Continent will be a barren land for me to dominate. Let’s start here!"

"Unfortunately, you’ll die here."

"Who’s there?!" The Right Envoy narrowed his eyes. "Lin Xuan!"

How did he know I was here?

Without wasting words, Lin Xuan engaged him in battle.

......

"Why must you always stand in my way?!"

Battered and bruised, the Right Envoy seethed with rage.

His Earthly Fiend Sect was gone, and now, just as he sought revenge, Lin Xuan appeared again.

Worse, it was as if Lin Xuan knew his thoughts, lying in wait at the very place he intended to attack. He couldn’t comprehend it.

"I won’t waste words on you. You’re not worthy." Lin Xuan prepared his finishing move.

It would take a moment.

The Right Envoy, too, gathered his ultimate technique, which also required time.

Thus, the two tacitly began charging their most devastating attacks.

"Die!" The Right Envoy unleashed his highest-tier verbal spell: "Annihilation!"

Lin Xuan countered, "Celestial Domain—Infinite Void Sword Array!"

Invisible attacks assailed Lin Xuan’s entire body. If he couldn’t withstand them, he’d be ground into dust, erased from existence.

The Right Envoy, however, wasn’t faring much better.

Countless radiant swords pierced through him.

After each strike, the swords ricocheted, their power intensifying.

The Right Envoy quickly faltered. He had assumed Lin Xuan would collapse first.

He tried to flee, but escape from this Celestial Domain was impossible.

In the end, he was shredded by the swords, dying without a trace left behind.

Lin Xuan gasped for breath—victory hadn’t come easily.

Finally, he muttered, "My technique isn’t so bad after all."

Though he had fainted during his battle with Su Luo, Lin Xuan knew this move wouldn’t have dealt significant damage to him.

Now, it was clear—his technique wasn’t weak. Su Luo was simply too strong.

......

[Diary entry completed. Reward: Speed +3, Strength +3, cultivation advancement by one tier. Current cultivation: Great Ascension Peak.]

After writing about the Right Envoy in his diary, Su Luo felt no particular emotions.

There was still time, but Nangong Xiyun sent word, instructing Su Luo and the others to head north first and regroup at a designated location.

Su Luo’s group didn’t hesitate.

With the demon beast army’s attack still some time away, a leisurely journey would suffice.

Su Luo wasn’t in a hurry—taking things slow was more enjoyable.

Su Luo, Little Yu, and Jiang Ningshu disguised themselves slightly before setting off.

Unbeknownst to them, the righteous path had already abandoned plans to hunt them down.

The disguises were merely because many were traveling north, and Su Luo didn’t want unnecessary disturbances.

It would ruin the mood.

Night fell, and a small campfire flickered.

Little Yu sat beside Su Luo, savoring sweets.

Her face was alight with contentment.

Sweet. Delicious.

But what made her happiest was having Su Luo by her side.

With Li Siyi and Nangong Xiyun absent lately, Little Yu had many opportunities for "in-depth exchanges" with Su Luo.

Sometimes, Su Luo even sought her out first.

Everything was perfect.

Su Luo glanced at Little Yu and said, "Eating too many sweets at night isn’t good, you know."

"Eh? Really?"

At the Mahayana stage, what harm could sweets possibly do?

Suddenly, Little Yu thought of something. "Su Luo, are you worried I’ll get fat? That shouldn’t happen, right?"

Su Luo had once said eating sweets at night could lead to weight gain.

"I meant you’re too sweet—bad for me. I’ve got nothing left to give."

Little Yu’s face flushed. "Always teasing me."

What did he mean, "nothing left"? She wasn’t like Nangong Xiyun.

Jiang Ningshu watched their banter, smiling faintly.

Occasionally, observing others’ interactions was quite entertaining.

Of course, Nangong Xiyun was an exception. If she were here, Jiang Ningshu wouldn’t resist mocking her a few times.

Just then, two figures sprinted toward them, pursued by a pack of demonic wolves.

Chen Xing'an shouted, "Fellow cultivators, run! There are too many wolves!"

Li Yu panicked, "Stop chasing us! This is terrifying!"

The pair—a man and a woman—dashed past Su Luo’s group, kindly warning them.

Yet, in the next moment, Little Yu swung her sword, annihilating the entire wolf pack.

When the two turned back, they were stunned.

This was, without a doubt, the most awe-inspiring sight they’d witnessed since entering the world of cultivation.

Su Luo’s group remained unfazed, continuing as if nothing had happened.

After exchanging uneasy glances, Chen Xing'an and Li Yu cautiously approached.

"Thank you, seniors, for saving us."

Little Yu replied, "It was nothing."

"Could we... stay here for the night? We’re still a bit shaken."

Little Yu looked at Su Luo, who said indifferently, "Do as you please."

"Thank you, seniors! May we ask how to address you?"

"Just call us One, Two, and Three." Su Luo couldn’t be bothered with names.

Chen Xing'an took the hint and didn’t pry further.

With the three seniors present, they felt safe enough to rest properly.

Chen Xing'an and Li Yu settled nearby.

Li Yu whispered, "Brother Chen, maybe we should turn back."

Chen Xing'an was reluctant but recalled their earlier peril. "You’re right. We’ll head back tomorrow."

"I know you’re unwilling, but our strength..."

"Sigh. I just wanted to see it for myself..."

Chen Xing'an and Li Yu had recently joined the Seven Stars Sword Sect and were mere Qi Condensation novices.

They weren’t required to head north, but they considered this a once-in-a-millennium event—too rare to miss.

So, they sneaked out.

In the end, they encountered a pack of wolves and were left in a wretched state.