Chapter 547 - 327: To Repay the Grace of 9 Lifetimes, I Would Rather Defy the Heavens Than Betray You

On the first battlefield, three Nascent Soul Qi Cultivators and one Demon Venerable had already fallen. Bodies continually plummeted from the sky as a rain of blood filled the air, a testament to the ferocity of their battle.

Yet no matter how intense the fighting became, the Great Yan Dynasty’s side remained still, showing no signs of making a move.

And no Cultivators from other Dynasties dared to provoke the Great Yan Dynasty.

At this moment, the most precious item was not the Absolute Brewed Blood Spring, nor was it the Corrupt Divine Flower.

It was the Ascension Platform!

In this entire Grotto Heaven, no Treasure could compare to the value of the Ascension Platform.

But everyone was clever. Not a single person took the initiative to mention it.

From the moment Qi Xingyan had walked out of the cave, most people had already figured things out.

The current Great Yan Dynasty was not to be trifled with!

Lu Mingyuan’s silence caught Yun Qinghe’s attention.

She sent him a mental transmission: "You must have paid a heavy price to revive Mr. Qi. I can feel that your aura is incredibly weak, and your complexion is ashen. Are you sure you don’t need to seize this Corrupt Divine Flower?"

Lu Mingyuan replied, "The Great Yan Dynasty has already obtained the Ascension Platform, which is more than enough to make others envious and jealous. If we were to also seize the Corrupt Divine Flower and the Blood Spring, we would be ostracized by everyone."

He was still rational and understood what making a move at this time would mean. It would undoubtedly provoke public outrage.

If his strength were undamaged and he were at his peak, he could naturally act without worry.

He might not be able to take everything, but he could single-handedly crush the Demon Race.

But right now, his strength was not at its peak—less than a tenth of what it used to be. His Dantian had nearly shattered. Acting rashly would only expose his weakness, putting his life in danger and provoking the Demon Race.

The Demon Race was currently unaware of just how weak he was.

The Absolute Brewed Blood Spring was certainly good, but one had to have the ability to take it.

This was the conclusion he had reached after careful consideration.

He needed to wait for the right opportunity.

On her end, Yun Qinghe received Lu Mingyuan’s reply.

She fell silent for a moment.

Then, her cool, delicate voice came through again.

"Why worry so much? At worst, I’ll help you. We can kill the demons and seize the flower."

"If this continues, I’m afraid the Corrupt Divine Flower will fall into the hands of the Demon Race."

It seemed she understood Lu Mingyuan’s thoughts. After weighing the options, she decided to act personally.

Lu Mingyuan was stunned to hear this. He hadn’t expected her to be so bold for his sake. He tried to dissuade her seriously, "This is too dangerous. Don’t take the risk."

He pointed to the area around the Corrupt Divine Flower, where many smaller red flowers grew. "There isn’t just one Corrupt Divine Flower," he indicated. "Besides the largest one, the ones next to it are good too. The competition there is the weakest. You could give it a try. The Divine Blood also offers rare benefits for tempering the Primordial Spirit."

"Don’t look down on me."

Yun Qinghe’s gaze was extremely serious; she clearly had no intention of listening to him.

"Wait for me on the cliff."

With that, she cut off the mental transmission.

Lu Mingyuan could only wear a helpless expression.

’This is just her style. If she listened to me on everything, she wouldn’t be herself.’

Yun Qinghe stood among the Great Yan Cultivators and raised her voice.

"Listen! The Holy Emperor has given the word! We are to seize the Divine Flower. Success is the only option; failure is not permitted. I ask you all to act as my Protectors!"

"Excellent! We were just waiting for the Holy Emperor’s command!"

Taiwei True Monarch smiled faintly, unable to stop himself from cracking his knuckles in anticipation.

"Hehe, how could we of Great Yan miss such an Opportunity? My Dragon King Basket has long been thirsting for action."

Well Water True Monarch licked his lips, undisguised excitement in his eyes.

Not a single person present questioned Yun Qinghe’s words.

After all, in their eyes, this White-haired Fairy had always been by the Holy Emperor’s side. She was an extremely important person.

Her words had to be true.

"Fairy, please make your move. We will cover for you."

A chorus of shouts followed.

Yun Qinghe nodded lightly. She formed a Sword Pointing gesture before her chest as a Golden Light flashed between her brows. An azure Ancient Sword appeared in her hand.

The mountain wind lifted her snowy-white hair, and her simple Daoist Robe whipped and fluttered in the air. Her magnificent posture made her seem like a Celestial Immortal descended to the mortal world.

Her bright eyes narrowed. Gazing toward the Corrupt Divine Flower, she murmured in a nearly inaudible voice:

"To repay the grace of nine lifetimes, I would rather betray the heavens than betray you."

She had no regrets for the deep love planted in this life, willing to drift alone on her solitary journey.

After the nine lives of Reincarnation, Lu Mingyuan could absorb insights from his Cultivation lifetime by lifetime, keeping his memories sealed.

But Yun Qinghe had not done so.

She had accepted all the memories in their entirety.

Lu Mingyuan could remain untroubled by these memories.

But she could not.

During her days back at the Celestial Master’s Mansion, whether she was dreaming, sitting in Meditation, or practicing breathing exercises, bits and pieces of her time with him would constantly surface in her mind.

There was unwavering loyalty, the bond of soulmates, the mundane life of domesticity, the connection of master and friend, and the frankness of seeing each other truly.

If this continued, she would develop a Heart Demon.

So she chose to return to the Great Yan Dynasty and face it directly.

This moment was a crucial step for her.

As Yun Qinghe’s thoughts surged, her body suddenly moved.

She drew the sword in her hand and swung it forward.

—SHIIING!

The sound of the blade tearing through the air.

"If I can seize this Divine Flower, this trip will have been worthwhile for my Thousand Flower Demon Country!"

An Ancient Vine Flower Demon at the Demon Monarch Realm revealed an excited expression. She reached out her hands, about to take a Corrupt Divine Flower.

SWOOSH!

A stream of Sword Qi, like a streak of light or a roaming dragon, slashed out from the void. It struck the Ancient Vine Flower Demon, sending her flying down into the bone-chilling waters of the Gui Xu River.

The aftershock of the Sword Qi parted the river’s surface, leaving a void where the riverbed and aquatic plants were visible.

All the living beings present were shocked.

Because the Sword Qi that had just sent the Ancient Vine Flower Monarch flying was simple and unadorned, yet it had defeated a Demon Monarch in an instant.

Who in the world was this powerful being?

On the Mountain, Lu Mingyuan looked toward where the Sword Qi had appeared, a bitter smile gracing his lips.

WHOOSH.

A massive female Sword Immortal Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect slowly rose from the void, reaching a height of a thousand meters above the Ascension Mountain Peak.

Yun Qinghe, clad in a simple white Daoist Robe, stood atop the Sword Immortal’s Primordial Spirit’s head. A chilling Sword Intent emanated from her body, and several streaks of light followed behind her.

They represented the top experts of the Great Yan Camp.

"All the Holy Flowers are mine."

Yun Qinghe’s tone allowed no room for doubt. From her small frame, an overwhelming torrent of Mana erupted. She led the Sword Immortal’s Primordial Spirit and charged toward the Divine Flowers floating in mid-air, apparently intending to take them all.

Lu Mingyuan’s gaze fell upon Yun Qinghe, a strange look in his eyes.

He hadn’t expected that every time Yun Qinghe left his side, she would achieve such a massive improvement.

Now, not only could she wield the power of an Immortal Sword, but she could also summon her own Lifebound Primordial Spirit as a Dharma Aspect to fight her enemies.

She was at the Peak of the Eleventh Realm, yet even a Twelfth Realm Demon Monarch was no match for her.

’It seems her background is even more complex than I imagined.’

Seeing the Demon Race experts being steadily pushed back by the methods of the Great Yan Dynasty Cultivators, many onlookers couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

They felt that...

...the Great Yan Dynasty must have been deliberately watching from the sidelines, waiting to pick up the scraps.

But there was nothing they could do.

It was not wise to make an enemy of the Great Yan Dynasty right now.

Yet, they were unwilling to just hand over such a great Opportunity to someone else.

"We will also lend Great Yan a hand!"

Li Muwan and the Nanli Sword Saint also stepped forward to help the Great Yan Cultivators fend off the Demon Race.

"She can summon a Sword Immortal’s Primordial Spirit and wield an Immortal Sword. Could she be the reincarnation of some Ancient Sword Immortal from the Middle Ages?"

"The power on this woman is strange; it doesn’t seem to belong entirely to her. Something is definitely off."

"The women around the Emperor of Great Yan are truly talented. Any one of them has the aptitude to cultivate to the Upper Three Grades."

All the contenders from the Demon Race were awed by the might of the Sword Dao Immortal Artifact and slowly retreated.

A Human Race Immortal Sword was unstoppable.

It possessed immense killing power when used against demons.

Anyone even grazed by a wisp of its Sword Qi would either die or be grievously wounded.

A Cultivator of her Realm, wielding an Immortal Sword—even if she could only mobilize a tenth of its power...

...could slaughter her way through the Middle Fifth Grade and be considered invincible below the Upper Three Grades.

Soon, with everyone providing cover, Yun Qinghe carved a bloody path for herself and arrived before the Corrupt Divine Flower.

The largest Corrupt Divine Flower was finally taken by her.

At that moment, a deep, muffled voice echoed from the void. Nine thunderclouds appeared beside the golden divine mist-cloud, and a figure holding a Nine-foot Divine Nail emerged:

"Since when have the prodigies of the Human Race become so arrogant?!"

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