Chapter 1825 He Huan

The Demonic Seductress He Huan was dead, floating in that beautiful, clear lake. Her enchanting body dressed in a bright red, captivating Nishang red dress, drifting on the water,

surrounded by the green seaweed growing on the water’s surface, entwining with the red, wrapping around her delicate white skin. Her eyes were closed, as if she were smiling, yet her soul was silent.

In truth, that scene was beautiful, but nonetheless alarming and suspicious.

Who was it, who killed her?

Whiz, whiz, whiz!

Bundles of streaming light shot out….

Yen Yileng also recognized the Demonic Seductress He Huan, but upon meeting her for the first time, she did not expect to see her already deceased…

Her expression was somewhat complex.

That hint of complexity was noticed by Sui Yi.

Regarding Jian Yihan’s affair, Yen Yileng knew who did it, so she looked at Sui Yi…

Sui Yi turned his head to look at the lake and said, “Demonic Seductress He Huan… quite an interesting person.”

Yen Yileng never held any particular opinion about the Demonic Seductress He Huan, even though the rumors about her were rather unsavory.

Thinking carefully, she said, “Was it the people from the Sword Sect who killed her? Or some who wanted to seize the Meiluo Bracelet… The Meiluo Bracelet wasn’t on her wrist.”

“None of them, I suppose,” Sui Yi leaned on his chin, pouring water, and said gently, “When I saw her that day, I already knew she would die… Do you know about the Charming Spirit Race?”

Yen Yileng was startled, then nodded, “My master mentioned them…”

Supreme Yun?

Sui Yi seemed thoughtful: “… In the struggle between races, some are strong, some weak, some survive, and some perish. Few races are more harshly treated by heaven and earth than the Charming Spirit Race… In the Main World, the Charming Spirit Race had some nicknames.”

Yen Yileng was puzzled.

“Furnace…” Sui Yi’s tone was somewhat indifferent, then he added, “Or Matriarch.”

Yen Yileng’s face changed.

“The deeper a cultivator’s cultivation level, the harder it is to have offspring, but only the Charming Spirit Race is different. They are born with an enchanting constitution, their essence is pure, but they have no strong talent in the path of cultivation, meaning they lack combat power. However, as a furnace, they can be vital supplements for male cultivators; as a matriarch, they can increase the survival rate of the bloodline, and the offspring born will be more exceptional… The Charming Spirit Race once had a long history—being hunted and bred as prey, serving as furnaces and matriarchs…”

Yen Yileng’s fingers clenched, knuckles turning a bit white, instinctively looking at the corpse floating on the water’s surface…

“She was kept captive.”

And kept captive for many, many years….

Sui Yi eventually revealed everything.

When she first saw the Demonic Seductress He Huan at the auction house, she saw through the mixed blood within her body and also saw the irreparably damaged foundational essence.

Sui Yi didn’t explicitly mention the disgrace, but Yen Yileng understood, a cold air rising from her body.

“The world says the women of the Charming Spirit Race are loose and unmoral, but people’s words can be fearsome. The real root… not many know… and probably, no one cares,”

Sui Yi’s words were a bit light.

“My master also said… she said that throughout history, only the Grand Priest with Crown cared, got angry for this, disciplined some races, and created a special space for the Charming Spirit Race, avoiding those external greeds… and also stipulated that races should not act this way… Later, after the War of Annihilation… all rules were gone, perhaps since then, the Charming Spirit Race has fallen into that long, humiliating history again…”

Hmm? Even Supreme Yun knew about this?

Sui Yi was momentarily stunned but said nothing more.

Yen Yileng thought for a moment, then asked, “Did she commit suicide?”

“Yes… Her body foundation was too severely depleted… but I could have saved her, do you know why I didn’t save her?”

Yen Yileng pondered for a moment, then said, “Dignity weighs heavier than life… When the purpose of keeping her alive is fulfilled, death is her greatest relief.”

Then, what was her purpose?

Related to the Meiluo Bracelet?

Or…

“Damn! The Meiluo Bracelet is missing!”

“Search her body…”

When those cultivators standing on the lake pulled her ashore, they fought to the death for treasures, but now the greatest treasure, the Meiluo Bracelet, was gone, yet…

The many male cultivators looked at the alluringly graceful and drenched He Huan…

In their mutual gaze, no one stepped forward to stop that male cultivator reaching to untie He Huan’s belt…

A few female cultivators felt it inappropriate, about to say something…

Then, Sword Qi scattered….

Flying swords descended from the sky, with power comparable to a Great Celestial Venerable…

Great Celestial Venerable!

After all, they are the most powerful below Supreme, and there aren’t many if you count the entire Human Race.

The male cultivators spectating were shocked, leaping away in terror..

Yet beside the female corpse stood a tall young woman in green, carrying a sword sheath. At this moment, she held the Reed Wind long sword, her demeanor cold and pure, while a splendid Seven-Star Pendant adorned her left ear, dazzlingly vivid….

The woman was extremely beautiful, and the sword extremely fierce.

Ah!

The arm of that previously reaching male cultivator was severed entirely.

Blood spurted out…

Beside the Female Sword Cultivator was another individual, a slender man. She bent to lift the Demonic Seductress He Huan, walking into the lake, one step at a time.

Her Magnetic Sensation had already entered the memory of that faint wisp of remaining soul…

She could see such a scene.

That rainy, drizzly night.

The Demonic Seductress He Huan stood on the drizzling lake, opposite was the Black-robed Man also immersed in the rain.

She unfastened the Meiluo Bracelet from her wrist and tossed it over.

The pale hand caught it.

There was such a conversation between them.

“The Charming Spirit Race has two great shames. One, our bodies always belong to others. Two, the inherited items of our race also belong to others.”

“From now on, it will no longer be so.”

“Perhaps… maybe you can, but I know that person behind you is not a kind-hearted individual… I just hope you… protect yourself… and also protect the Meiluo, don’t let it weep like that again…”

“Yes.”

“After I die, don’t bother with my body.”

“They will humiliate…”

“I didn’t care when I was alive, let alone after death… only my body can make those people pay the highest price….”

“Whatever it takes?”

“Yes, whatever it takes.”

It was a deep-seated hatred.

The Black-robed Man turned and left.

Their silhouette was somewhat lonely.

The Demonic Seductress He Huan raised her head and looked at the sky….

Sui Yi saw that piece of memory.

In childhood, a cramped space, the pain of panting and moaning, twisted flesh… someone walked towards her…

Many people walked towards her…

Sui Yi slightly held He Huan tighter.

The Female Sword Cultivator followed behind…

In Xian Zong Restaurant, on one of the balconies…

A chubby woman lay on the balcony, still stuffing her mouth with pastries… but her movements paused undoubtedly, and she asked the maid beside her, “What does that person want to do? And I dislike those men very much, are they bad people?”

The maid naturally didn’t know, and regarding the term ‘bad people’, she couldn’t explain much because once this woman learned more about the dark side of this world, she would realize she was also a pitiful person, and how could one endure such days, hence she worried, “Your Highness, we should go back early, or else those people will again…”

The woman shrank a little, naturally a bit scared, but thinking of the beautiful scenery and delicious food in front of her, plus not having to face those people…

“I really want to never go back for my whole life… but I always feel very sad, very sad… it’s as if something is blocking my heart,” she murmured… watching the distant man, watching the woman in his arms…

Her heart ached as if something was quickly being pulled out from her heart…

At the center of the lake.

Sui Yi had already reviewed all the memories—those memories He Huan wanted people to know, so she remembered those faces and bodies particularly well…

Unbearable, yet deeply engraved.

Not hesitating to let those male cultivators humiliate her body… someone will always know that a wisp of soul remaining in that body hides a tremendous secret.

Pausing, Sui Yi looked up at the sky, lowered her head, and gently placed He Huan into the water, her palm rotating, lowering an Array Plate, a finger condensed, dripping a drop of blood.

The blood soaked into the Array Plate, which expanded, sank into the water, supporting He Huan’s body…

Human and Array Plate became one, and the Array Plate and this lake became one.

An immense life aura surged from between heaven and earth, with thunder in the sky and churning tidal waves.

Those on the shore were all astonished, whereas Yen Yileng, above the lake, only heard Sui Yi lowering her head to say something to He Huan…

The wind carried this sentence.

“What you want the world to know… I’ll help you… with a better method…”

One sentence.

And that body… a tear at the corner of the eye.

A flower bloomed on the water.

It was a seductive and sorrowful flower.

Named He Huan.

One by one, spreading endlessly, like a sea of annihilation fire…

Many cultivators shocked!

This He Huan Flower crazily bloomed, along rivers and streams… spreading across the water surface, then into the water depths…

But outsiders only knew that this vast Xian Zong Lake had now fully bloomed with Acacia flowers.

As if a miracle.

But that Female Sword Cultivator and that man disappeared into the Sea of Flowers….

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The Royal Crane Tower rose high, with jadeite carved railings, topped with sculptures of cranes poised to take flight.

Upstairs, dressed in White Crane Imperial Robes, the Baili Imperial Clan stood before a platform, below which was a towering large square platform.

On the left stood a Peach Blossom List piled with peach blossoms, on which many names swirled… they were lines of fish.

On the seventh evening of the seventh month, peach blossoms bloom, fish swim in the water.

Those lines of fish were candidates for the prince consort…

The crowd surged below, at least hundreds of thousands nearby or in the sky…

And huge hovering flying palanquins floated, on which people of high status sat.

The Seven Xi Imperial Clan seeking a son-in-law was a grand event for the entire Human Race, something all forces paid heed to except someone of the Supreme Yun level.

For example, Ji Si at that moment sat cross-legged on the back of a large golden-furred cat…

Behind her were a hundred of the discreetly breathing Ya Army from Ya Palace.

And opposite her was Celestial Lapis City, Snake Marsh Ghost City, and the Dark Realm’s hovering flying palanquins. At first glance, it looked like floating islands in the sky.

A glance at her brow could reveal Zi Mohua leading the way on the flying palanquin platform on the Ghost City side, accompanied by people from the City Lord’s Mansion and the Ink Sect.