Chapter 581 509: Pei Yuhang, How About I Kill Shang Miaoyan For You?

"Are you saying the Dao Sect wants to ally with the major Sacred Lands, as well as the Demon Race forces from the Northern Desert and Southern Border, to launch a final, decisive battle against the Chosen Organization?"

Having received the news, Pei Yuhang pursed his lips. If this was true, the scale of this war might far exceed the great war between the righteous and demonic paths of the past.

The entire Endless Sea would become a battlefield!

Nangong Jin nodded and said in a low voice, "This is the intel I got from using Soul Search on that Purple Heaven Bishop's mind. The Chosen Organization is also mobilizing its forces, preparing to counter the entire Cultivation Realm's backlash."

Hearing this, Pei Yuhang asked with a hint of confusion, "Even if the Chosen Organization possesses a mysterious Forbidden Technique to summon ancient undead, that alone hardly seems enough to take on the entire Cultivation Realm."

Besides, even a Forbidden Technique that can summon the ancient undead must have its limits. If they could summon them at will, the Chosen Organization could have just summoned an Undead Army of ten billion and flooded the entire world.

Nangong Jin nodded and said softly, "According to the Purple Heaven Bishop's memories, the Secret Technique the Chosen Organization uses to summon the undead is called the Spirit Core Rejuvenation Technique.

This technique can only be performed using the Life and Death Reincarnation Mirror, a gift from the Pope.

Every time they summon the undead, they must sacrifice a Cultivator of an equivalent realm to make an equal exchange.

Although the Chosen Organization conquered the Northern Desert Demon Court and captured a large number of powerful experts from the Demon Race, the number of ancient powerhouses they can resurrect is still limited. So, they will also ally with the major Demon Race tribes that dwell near the Endless Sea."

'The Demon Race?'

Pei Yuhang's heart sank as he recalled the time he escorted the Dragon Corpse with Fan Xuan. He remembered the power that had corrupted many Dao Sect disciples on the Spirit Wheel, causing them to fall and become demonized.

'An ancient Undead Army plus the power of the Demon Race... This is indeed a terrifying force capable of threatening the entire Cultivation Realm!'

But what made Pei Yuhang's heart palpitate even more was the mastermind behind the scenes, the one who could orchestrate such a grand scheme without anyone noticing.

'Just who is this Pope behind the Chosen Organization?'

'To have already embedded their parasitic tentacles in every corner of the Cultivation Realm long before the major Sacred Lands even noticed.'

Pei Yuhang felt a deep unease. An image appeared in his mind: a pair of invisible hands, treating the entire Cultivation Realm as a chessboard and moving the pieces at will.

The chill of all living beings being toyed with like puppets in the palm of a hand crept up his spine, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on Pei Yuhang's back.

'A being that could silently push the entire Cultivation Realm to such a state...'

'He must have long anticipated the Dao Sect pushing the major Sacred Lands to unite for a final, decisive battle... He might even be certain of his victory!'

"Brother Pei?"

Nangong Jin's voice was like a clear spring, gently stirring Pei Yuhang's stagnant thoughts.

Pei Yuhang looked up and saw Nangong Jin watching him with concern, her autumn-water eyes reflecting his own grave expression.

"Don't worry, Brother Pei. I've already secretly copied this crucial intelligence and sent it back to the Dao Sect.

I trust the Taoist Lord and the others will manage the situation."

"Everything will be alright."

The corners of Nangong Jin's cherry-pink lips turned up slightly, forming a reassuring, faint smile.

Watching Nangong Jin's smile, Pei Yuhang also felt a measure of peace.

He deliberately let out a long, exaggerated sigh, as if to relieve the pressure, and said jokingly,

"Junior Sister, I can't sense that cold, soulless feeling from you at all anymore.

Your cultivation of the Forgetfulness Dao must have regressed."

Before he had even finished speaking, a blush crept up Nangong Jin's snow-white neck.

She turned her face away in a fluster, her long eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a startled butterfly, casting a flickering shadow beneath her eyes.

Pei Yuhang was completely stunned to see Nangong Jin's bashful reaction.

'Is this still my Junior Sister Nangong, who was as cold as a celestial fairy and seemed to float above the mortal world?!'

If Pei Yuhang wasn't certain that Ji Shenyun was still lying paralyzed and unconscious on her couch, he would have suspected the Nangong Jin before him was actually Ji Shenyun in disguise, just messing with him.

"Brother Pei... you're right. I've been feeling it too, lately. I feel like I'm becoming stranger and stranger."

Nangong Jin's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. The tips of her ears were so red they were almost transparent, and even her breathing became cautious.

She pressed a hand gently to her chest, her fingertips unconsciously tightening their grip on her lapel.

"My heart... I feel like it can't be as calm as it used to be. It's always so restless, and so many inexplicable emotions well up inside me."

"Every time I see that Female Demon, Ji Shenyun, take you away..."

"My chest aches with a sour, painful feeling... Besides worry, there's another emotion, but I don't quite understand what it is..."

"Perhaps... it's because of the Essence Blood you fed me back then, Brother Pei."

As she spoke, Nangong Jin shyly caressed her lower abdomen. She could vaguely recall the searing heat of the Pure Yang Essence Blood Brother Pei had fed her.

"Brother Pei's blood... it's so warm... I feel like your blood has already mixed with mine... melting the thin ice on my Heart Lake."

Nangong Jin's gaze gradually became hazy, her mist-filled eyes reflecting Pei Yuhang's figure.

She took a step forward, as if guided by some palpitation in her heart, wanting to get closer to Pei Yuhang.

Closer to Brother Pei, just a little closer.

The young woman's skirt hem swayed gently. It was a timid, tentative movement, yet she also seemed to be drawn by some irresistible force.

"Brother Pei, I can feel it... Your blood has become one with mine, melting the thin ice that has covered my Heart Lake for years."

Nangong Jin tilted her face up, her eyes filled with confusion and expectation. "Brother Pei... can you tell me... what is this strange emotion?"

However, just as she was about to touch Pei Yuhang,

he took a step back.

This subtle movement made Nangong Jin freeze. Her outstretched hand hung in mid-air, its fingertips trembling slightly.

"..."

The haze in Nangong Jin's eyes gradually faded, and as clarity returned, a look of disappointment appeared.

"Brother Pei, you—"

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Nangong. I suddenly don't feel well. I think I'll go back and rest."

Pei Yuhang looked up, giving Nangong Jin a gentle, apologetic smile.

"Mm, if you're tired, Brother Pei, you should go back and get some proper rest."

Nangong Jin slowly drew her hand back, forcing a smile.

Pei Yuhang nodded. After turning his back to Nangong Jin, the gentleness vanished from his face, replaced by a weary expression.

'I'm sorry, Junior Sister Nangong... A man with a messy love life like me can't accept your affection.'

'The women who get close to me all meet with misfortune... It was like that with Liyuan, with my disciple, and with Senior Sister Lu... I can't drag you down with me too.'

...

...

After Nangong Jin collected a great deal of important intelligence for Ji Shenyun, Ji Shenyun no longer restricted her freedom.

She was also allowed to meet freely with Pei Yuhang.

However, after speaking her heart to Brother Pei that day, Nangong Jin couldn't shake the feeling that he was avoiding her, though she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.

'That can't be right... Why would Brother Pei avoid me?'

Nangong Jin instinctively refused to believe this conclusion.

She lay on her couch and sighed in frustration.

'In this sunless Underground Palace, I should be the one Brother Pei relies on most, trusts most, and is closest to.'

'Don't tell me he'd rather spend time with that Female Demon, Ji Shenyun, than with me?'

'Not even Ye Liyuan had a bond with Brother Pei as deep as the one I have with him now.'

She recalled the scene in that cold, gloomy dungeon, when Pei Yuhang cut his finger and had her hold it in her mouth to suckle.

Nangong Jin's heart began to race inexplicably. A mist clouded her normally placid, otherworldly eyes. Her small, cherry-like mouth parted slightly, releasing a warm, orchid-scented breath.

She couldn't help but bring her index finger to her lips and bite it gently, as if savoring the memory of the feeling Brother Pei had given her.

'If only... I could go back to the dungeon.'

Nangong Jin squirmed slightly, her heart restless with yearning.

She wanted to break her vows.

...

While Nangong Jin was hesitating over whether to break her vows and pleasure herself, in Ji Shenyun's bedchamber, the Empress was once again thoroughly enjoying herself playing with the handsome Sword Immortal, the very man a certain junior sister loved but could not have.

After the feast.

Ji Shenyun leaned against Pei Yuhang and chuckled softly. "My dear subject, I have now lifted the restrictions and permitted you to meet freely with Nangong Jin.

But why have you started avoiding her instead? Don't tell me you'd rather be intimate with me than with your lovely little junior sister?"

As she spoke, Ji Shenyun reached out to tease Pei Yuhang, but he slapped her hand away.

Pei Yuhang shot her a glance and said coldly, "Junior Sister Nangong's current state is not normal. She once reached the Extreme Realm in the Forgetfulness Dao. How could her willpower be so weak?

Ever since she signed that contract with you, you've been privately guiding her cultivation... What have you done to her?!"