Chapter 890 - 831: Awakening (Alliance Leader +3)

Chapter 890: Chapter 831: Awakening (Alliance Leader +3)

Lu Nanzhi suddenly awoke from the bed and sat up.

"Little Bai?!"

She frantically scanned her surroundings, raised a hand to her chest, and felt her heart pounding heavily.

Real! Forceful!

She’s alive? Living as a human? She hasn’t completely succumbed to demonic transformation?

And... smoothly advanced to Divinity Transformation?

Lu Nanzhi didn’t bother to check her physical condition carefully; this was clearly a room where the Human Clan lived: carved beams and painted pillars, light silk curtains, sunlight filtering through the half-open windows, bird songs coming from outside, full of vitality without a trace of the cold demonic qi.

Holding her painful head, Lu Nanzhi climbed down from the bed, stumbled to the door, and pulled it open.

The dazzling sunlight made her squint. Once she saw the situation outside clearly, her pupils contracted.

In the small courtyard paved with bluestone bricks, an Early-Stage Void Refining Fire Qilin was sleeping under a century-old gingko tree, covered in golden leaves. Notably, Jiang Yuebai’s pure and unblemished Lotus Platform was placed in front of it.

The seemingly tranquil courtyard was in fact deeply ensconced within the Qilin Domain.

Lu Nanzhi clenched her fists, dared not act rashly, and shifted her gaze from the Fire Qilin to see Shen Mingjing in blue clothing sitting at the stone table, two cups of tea placed amid a book he was reading.

Shen Mingjing raised his eyes, scrutinized Lu Nanzhi, and a helpless bitter smile escaped his lips.

"It’s truly the Nirvana Divine Fire; even with just a strand of flesh and blood, it can allow you to rebirth in nirvana, restoring you as before, making all my plans come to nothing."

Lu Nanzhi’s heart skipped a beat, Nirvana Divine Fire? Is it from the Phoenix Clan?

Her pupils trembled as she looked yet again at the Lotus Platform before the Fire Qilin.

Lu Nanzhi remembered, in Little Bai’s Lotus Platform were two tail feathers gifted by the Phoenix. Little Bai had once told her that igniting these two tail feathers could trigger the Nirvana Divine Fire, and could save her as long as there was one breath left.

So it was Little Bai who saved her again?

Also due to the Nirvana Divine Fire, she hadn’t completely transformed into a demon!

Wait, has Little Bai recovered her memory? Otherwise, why else would she think of using these tail feathers?

Lu Nanzhi quickly approached Shen Mingjing, her gaze sharp, holding back killing intent.

"If she suffers even a tiny harm, I promise you’ll never get what the Ice Demon left behind!"

With that, a sword hum emanated from Lu Nanzhi’s Dantian; the Ice Sword submerged in Unceasing Spring within Luozhe Ice Palace was now in her Dantian.

Only upon truly acquiring this sword did Lu Nanzhi realize that it was indeed the Heaven-Reaching Demon Treasure, but not a complete one. This sword was part of a set of four, and she had only obtained two.

Until the set was complete, the swords could only exert the power of an Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

A chilling intent pressed against Shen Mingjing’s face; Shen Mingjing raised his eyes to look at Lu Nanzhi, lifted the book that he had been holding.

"What I want has never been any Heaven-Reaching Demon Treasure; the true inheritance of the Holy Ancestor is not Heaven-Reaching Power, but these books recording the will of the Holy Ancestor."

Lu Nanzhi looked at the book in Shen Mingjing’s hand; it was the Ice Demon Ancestor’s cultivation notes that Little Bai had given her at Luozhe Ice Palace.

Lu Nanzhi touched her own hand, confirming her storage ring was gone.

Shen Mingjing put down the book and said blandly, "Rest assured, she’s not only fine but has gained an enormous benefit. Whether she lives depends on whether she still recognizes me as her ’brother’."

The last two words, Shen Mingjing spoke heavily, his eyes glancing at the Lotus Platform, and Lu Nanzhi followed his gaze, seeing a streak of black thunder flash across it.

A fierce aura rippled outward, even the Fire Qilin tightened its scales, extremely wary.

The aura of a Mahayana Heavenly Demon!

Shen Mingjing pushed the cup of tea toward Lu Nanzhi, signaling her to sit down.

With Jiang Yuebai at another’s mercy, Lu Nanzhi had no choice but to suppress anger and killing intent and sit.

Shen Mingjing spoke calmly, "Frankly, I saved both of your lives. If I hadn’t persuaded the Thunder Department Heavenly Demon to help you escape the Demon Realm, you would have died under the hands of other Heavenly Demons, how could you be here now, showing this sisterly bond?"

Lu Nanzhi’s heart trembled, unexpectedly understanding things in this light.

Thinking back, indeed only a Heavenly Demon within the Demon Clan had the chance to save them, otherwise, anyone like Shen Mingjing and the Fire Qilin hadn’t the ability.

"What exactly do you want? You wish to be the Holy Master for the Demon Clan and flatten the Human Clan — then just do it yourself, why involve us?"

This was the question Lu Nanzhi had never figured out.

Shen Mingjing chuckled bitterly, looking down at the book on the table, "Even now, I haven’t understood why the Holy Ancestor chose you. You don’t understand her at all, nor do you resemble her."

Shen Mingjing remembered, when he was first conscious in the Demon Realm, with spiritual sense and memory, a random Ice Demon kidnapped him, dragging him to the Ice Demon Territory.

Originally meant to be eaten, but that Ice Demon possibly found a better demon, who managed the Ice Palace Book Hall, carelessly locked him in the only place containing books in the entire Demon Realm.

Through the books left by the Holy Ancestor, he saw a completely different world, wondrously mystical, full of the unknown and hope.

From that moment, his demonic life was utterly transformed!

Those ignorant and dull Ice Demons, guarding the treasures left by the Holy Ancestor, yet living primitively, it was simply unfathomable.

Shen Mingjing took a deep breath, suppressing chaotic thoughts, told Lu Nanzhi, "Like the Holy Ancestor, what I desire was never warfare or dominance over the Three Realms; warfare is merely the means and the necessary journey to achieve our goal."

Lu Nanzhi was greatly surprised looking at Shen Mingjing.

"What the Holy Ancestor and I want is a world with equality among all beings, filled with order, vitality, and hope. We do not have animosity toward the Human Clan; we greatly admire and align with everything from the Human Clan, wanting to integrate within."

Shen Mingjing fixed his gaze on Lu Nanzhi.

"You are a Demon Cultivator; I belong to the Demon Clan. What difference do you perceive? Your mortal body will return to dust after death, just as the Demon Clan, and everything will return to nature! Being born a demon is not by choice, why should I suffer discrimination and persecution from the Human Clan?"

"Humans can study, gain wisdom, know propriety, and keep faith; demons can too. My existence is proof! No one has ever given the Demon Clan the chance! If demons and humans are placed equitably from birth, learn the same way, study the same law; might the difference between humans and demons be just physical structure?"

Lu Nanzhi frowned, not daring to agree.

Shen Mingjing laughed, "Yes, Humans believe that demons are inherently violent and murderous, but in the Human Clan, aren’t there those inherently evil too? Human evil is even more complex, more cruel than demonic! Only when warfare ends completely, can demons cease fierce survival tactics and have the chance to change in a peaceful environment."

"That opportunity for equality, I cannot beg graciously from the Human Clan as a weakling; war and slaughter are my means to compel them to accept!"

"To negotiate peace is compassion from the strong, not pity from the weak! Only the strong can end war and bring true peace to the Three Realms!"

Lu Nanzhi’s heart shook, as if hearing the Ice Demon Ancestor’s powerful voice resonating in her mind.

Just as she was almost agreeing with Shen Mingjing, a black light suddenly shot before her, forcing her to evade instinctively, ink blotting the air, manifesting a Turtle Seal.

"Halt! You treacherous pen!"

Roar!!!

"Aiyo!"

Jiang Yuebai’s voice accompanied by the Fire Qilin’s furious roar reached them; Lu Nanzhi whipped around, seeing the Fire Qilin with one eye blackened, roaring with a Turtle Seal on its face.

Looking like a twelve or thirteen-year-old, Jiang Yuebai was knocked over by the air flow, face down on the ground, raising her head with a blackened eye and a Turtle Seal on her face. She wasn’t looking at Lu Nanzhi but was fixated on Shen Mingjing, eyes sparkling.

"Brother!!"