Chapter 579 508: Bullied by the Empress in Front of My Junior Sister, Don't Look at Me, Junior Sister Nangong

Nangong Jin walked into the bedchamber, her gaze falling with confusion upon the Spiritual Mist before her.

She remembered this was where Ji Shenyun rested. 'Is this pervasive mist a phenomenon from her cultivation?'

'If I were to launch a sneak attack right now...'

After a moment of silence, Nangong Jin cautiously halted, stopping before the Spiritual Mist. She knelt and bowed, speaking softly.

"Her Majesty the Empress, I have ascertained the basic information on the Chosen Organization."

After Nangong Jin spoke, a long moment passed with no response.

Just as Nangong Jin was considering whether she should leave,

"Ngh..."

A soft moan came from within the white mist.

"...Go on. We happen to be curious as well... about those madmen who wish to welcome the Divine Spirits... Mmm~ Just what are they capable of."

Ji Shenyun's voice was a little hoarse and heavy, as if she had encountered some difficulty in her cultivation and was gritting her teeth to endure it.

Although a sliver of unease rose in Nangong Jin's heart, she calmly explained,

"According to the information we could find, the Chosen Organization first became active in the third year after the end of the great war between the righteous and demonic paths in the Cultivation Realm."

"At that time, the Cultivation Realm was in shambles and waiting to be rebuilt. Countless small and medium-sized Sects had been destroyed in the war, and many of their disciples, left homeless, were ultimately absorbed as members by the Chosen Organization."

"They used proselytizing to guide the world into believing that all suffering was the result of the Major Sects and Sacred Lands slaughtering one another for their own benefit."

"Because so many Cultivators and common people had lost their homes and families in the war, the Chosen Organization quickly amassed a large number of followers and took control of several Human Dynasties."

"They mobilized countless commoners to excavate Dragon Corpses hidden throughout the world and dispatched Cultivators codenamed 'Grave Diggers' to guard them."

As Nangong Jin spoke, a complicated look appeared in her eyes.

Before the great war, the structure of the Cultivation Realm had been stable, leaving no room for the Chosen Organization to grow. It was only after the major Sacred Lands fought amongst themselves, each suffering grievous losses to their Primordial Qi, that the organization found fertile ground to develop.

In a sense, this malignant tumor known as the Chosen Organization was the bitter fruit borne from the sins sown by the major Sacred Lands back then.

"Is that so... Heh, then I suppose you of the Human Race have only yourselves to blame."

"If the Chosen Organization weren't trying to turn back the tide of history and guide the Innate Divine Spirits back to this era, we would be quite happy to watch you dogs bite each other."

"Hiss—! You're hurting us!"

Ji Shenyun suddenly sucked in a sharp breath, causing Nangong Jin to look up in confusion. "Her Majesty the Empress, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing. Just a pesky big bug. We have him in our grasp now. You may continue."

Nangong Jin nodded. She took a deep look at the dense Spiritual Mist before her, but seeing nothing, she could only continue.

"The Chosen Organization is currently controlled by nine Bishops, each of whom takes the character 'Xiao' as part of their title."

"While I was out gathering intelligence, I clashed with a man who called himself the Purple Heaven Bishop."

"After severely injuring and capturing him alive, I extracted his Divine Soul for interrogation and learned that above their Nine Heavens Bishops, there is a Pope. He is the true leader of the Chosen Organization, but no one has ever known his identity."

"All that is known is that he is the only person in this age who can communicate with the souls of the Divine Spirits in the Abyss Plane."

"Mmm... Hmm? Able to converse with the Divine Spirits who were cast into the Abyss..."

Ji Shenyun first let out a hazy moan, but after pondering the meaning of Nangong Jin's words, her eyes sharpened and her voice grew solemn.

"Impossible. According to the scriptures of the Asura Race, after the Ten Thousand Spirits Allied Forces triumphed in their crusade against the Divine Spirits, they were extremely thorough in eliminating the Divine Spirits' kin and any relics they left behind."

"In this day and age, it's impossible for anyone who understands the language of the Ancient Divine Spirits to still exist... Besides, to communicate with the Abyss Otherworld... We have never heard of such a Divine Ability."

Ji Shenyun smacked her lips grimly, then muttered to herself,

"However, since that person knows to collect Dragon Corpses, it doesn't seem impossible that he has mastered some Forbidden Techniques."

Ji Shenyun narrowed her eyes and immediately pressed, "What else did you learn about this Pope from your interrogation?"

Hearing this, Nangong Jin shook her head.

"Nothing... The Purple Heaven Bishop's Divine Soul had a Restriction placed upon it. When I tried to refine his Divine Soul to forcefully extract more information, it was detonated remotely."

"Is that so... Mmm~ What a pity."

Ji Shenyun said with some regret, but let out another strange moan in the process.

"It seems this Chosen Organization has a more significant background than we imagined. They are not some small fry we can afford to underestimate. They are worthy of our serious attention."

"Alright, you may leave now... Mmm~ We still have... important business to attend to."

After Ji Shenyun spoke, she saw that Nangong Jin hadn't moved.

She frowned. "Is there anything else you wish to say to us?"

Nangong Jin pressed her lips together. After a moment of silence, she suddenly knelt before Ji Shenyun.

"Her Majesty the Empress, during my time away, I discovered that the major Human Race Sacred Lands are preparing to declare war on the Chosen Organization."

"The Cultivation Realm is in turmoil, and those madmen who want to open a passage to the Abyss Plane are our common enemy."

"Her Majesty the Empress, I implore you to join forces with the Human Race Sacred Lands and first drive out our common foe!"

"Afterward, if you wish to re-establish the Asura Dynasty, the Sect Leaders of the Human Race will surely support you!"

"..."

The white mist churned gently before Nangong Jin. A moment later, a scornful laugh echoed from within.

"Hahaha, what familiar rhetoric."

"Guess what? Is this not what the Human Emperor said when he sought an alliance with our Asura Race ancestors to overthrow the Divine Court?"

"And what was the result? After we overthrew the Divine Court... not even a few thousand years later, the despicable scum of your Human Race brazenly launched a war of extermination against our dynasty!"

Ji Shenyun's voice suddenly rose to a shriek. The entire Underground Palace trembled, and cracks began to form on the supporting pillars and the floor, visible to the naked eye.

Nangong Jin felt the surging Suppression crash down on her. She let out a muffled grunt, her face turning ashen.

But just as quickly, Ji Shenyun withdrew the Suppression, giving Nangong Jin a chance to breathe.

Listening to Ji Shenyun's indifferent voice, her heart sank to the depths.

"Your Human Race is just that vile. After the war, who knows how many races from the Ten Thousand Spirits Allied Forces were exterminated by you humans. The rest were driven to places like the Northern Desert and the Southern Border—barren wastelands where not even birds would shit."

"We will never trust you again."

"When the time comes for your Human Race to go to war with the Chosen Organization, we will help neither side."

"We will open the Abyssal Sea Palace and retrieve something from within. Whoever stands in our way, we will kill!"

Ji Shenyun's voice was like a poisoned, icy blade, dripping with chilling killing intent.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"On account of you gathering a good deal of important intelligence for us, as long as it is not some unrealistic fantasy, we will consider giving you a reward."

"..."

Nangong Jin slowly raised her head, her beautiful face looking exceptionally pale in the faint light of the Luminous Pearl.

Her voice was terribly hoarse. She swallowed a few times before continuing,

"Her Majesty the Empress, since you are unwilling to let go of your hatred for the Human Race, may I ask you to release one person?"

Ji Shenyun heard this and knew exactly who Nangong Jin was referring to. She glanced at the beautiful man beneath her, the one she doted on so dearly.

She extended a fingertip, tracing it suggestively across Pei Yuhang's collarbone. Feeling the body beneath her tremble, a playful curve formed on her red lips.

"We know you can't let go of your dear Brother Pei. But as long as he does not obstruct us, we can promise not to harm him."

"In fact, we will cherish him well."

"Your Majesty!"

Nangong Jin suddenly straightened up, her voice filled with unprecedented urgency. "Let him return to the Dao Sect—"

"Enough. You've said too much. You may go."

Ji Shenyun flicked her sleeve, unleashing a fierce wave of air.

Nangong Jin was forced back by this power, stumbling out of the bedchamber.

Strands of her messy hair stuck to her sweaty forehead.

She could only watch helplessly as the doors to Ji Shenyun's bedchamber slowly closed.

'Was I just hearing things? At the very end, it was as if...'

'I heard Brother Pei's voice?'