Devil Realm.

    Blood streamed down the inky black blade.

    A major obstacle in the Xuan Tongju Gate had been resolved, a giant creature with thick skin was crushed underneath his foot.

    Fierce bony spurs had grown out from his armour and his bone wings had also been revealed. The bone armour had also been soaked in fresh blood. Half of his face had been revealed under the bone armour and was embedded with a purple gemstone, he was very close to entirely transforming into his devilish form.

    He lowered his hand to pull out the red blade embedded in the giant creature’s skill, and it disappeared into thin air.

    Although Wenren Ye had two knives, in reality, he barely used them both at the same time.

    The devils surrounding him had all sustained some sort of injuries, Shi Binghen had lost half his hand, half his palm had been melted off by the corrosive mucus from the giant creature, his blood was dripping and making a *di di da da * noise on the floor. His original form was also extremely terrifying. He had a single horn on his forehead and a pair of blood-coloured wings, his entire body was covered in complicated devilish markings.

    According to his breathing pattern, he would still live. Although he’d lost his hand, he could still grow a new one, to fight was this race’s innate skill, but it was still really painful, that all of these great devils were gasping for breath.

    Holding his sword in one hand, the injuries sustained all over his body were slowly healing, he watched as his Devil Lord retracted both of his knives, and then suddenly used his claw to pierce into the giant creature’s brain.

    Wenren Ye had to dig around its mushy brain before he finally found the colourless gemstone. He used a bit of devilish energy to clean it, and then carefully placed it into his storage device, and then his entire body started to retract all of the bone spurs.

    Wenren Ye walked around the giant creature and stopped in front of the treasure that it was guarding.

    Xuan Tongju Gate was located underneath the Devil Realm, all of the creatures and the treasures were completely naturally formed, and in order to obtain these items, they had prepared for a very long time.

    Wenren Ye reached out and picked up a glowing smooth pearl, and glanced over the densely packed script that was running all over the pearl.

    Pearl of Destruction.

    This thing had appeared once before three thousand years ago, and at that time, this thing had also been found in the Xuan Tongju Gate, but back then no one knew what it was used for. This time they had unexpectedly found out that —— the Pearl of Destruction could break through any boundaries in the world.

    But this pearl was just a container. It was actually a group of indescribable devilish energy aggregated together. It had the characteristics to break through anything and it could be considered as an aggregated form that was one of the mysteries of the Dao in this world. The usage of the Pearl of Destruction was not unlimited, once the limit had been reached it would automatically dissipate.

    In this world, the main boundaries in place were —— the four Great Immortal Sects’s boundary which was a giant protection spell to withstand the enemy’s attack, the Demon Realm’s special boundary to hide the location of the Four Divisions Furnace. Even the water of the River of the Dead which could block all communication with the outside world from the Netherworld was a kind of boundary.

    Wenren Ye stared at this thing for a moment, and remained silent for a long time without moving.

    Until he heard the approaching footsteps.

    Shi Binghen had turned back into human form, aside from the single horn on his forehead. He smelled of blood all over, and stopped beside Wenren Ye.

    “Devil Lord.” The great devil dressed in red said, “regarding the Devil Queen…..”

    。 His words pause here slightly, and the meaning is self-evident.

    The Devil Realm was gloomy all year round, and it was extremely rare to see a bright day. Most of them had the feeling of being covered by dense clouds, and the darkness weighing heavily on top of their heads.

    “He can’t do it.” Wenren Ye said in a low voice, “He’s already got his hands full.”

    Wenren Jian handed over the Devil Lord position to him so quickly, not only because his son was a more able fighter, but because… his Heavenly Tribulation was around the corner, it was unknown when it would happen, and his chances of survival were also hard to predict.

    After hearing these words, Shi Binghen let out a deep breath and put his hand down.

    The blood dried up and settled into a dark red colour.

    “Devil Lord.” Shi Binghen looked up, and then looked in the distance of the Xuan Tongju Gate, and suddenly said, “There are many trees in Zhongnan Mountain, but they will never grow in the Devil Realm.”

    Wenren Ye followed his gaze and saw the withered branches and buds on the edge of the cracks.

    “There is only light up there.” Shi Binghen said, “We want to climb up there to see the light, is that so wrong?” The broken palm of the great red devil stopped bleeding. He glanced back and saw the other devils in the distance staring over, their expressions were all different, but they all seemed to be silently waiting for something.

    “Shi Binghen.” Wenren Ye said: “We can start the preparations.”

    ————

    After the snow stopped, a rare night of northerly wind blew in.

    Yu Jinnian was still looking for a solution for his current impasse, in order to prevent any further unexpected events from happening. But he still had not found a solution, the changes were coming faster than the solutions.

    Jiang Zheliu’s body temperature started to rise again.

    In the evening, on the ledge of the window of the little pinehouse were two snow butterflies.

    Under this kind of a weather, for a butterfly to be able to fly up there meant that they were definitely more than ordinary,

    Jiang Zheliu put down the book, and reached out to rub his temples. He hadn’t seen but had felt that those two icy cold snow butterflies had flown over and landed on his sleeve.

    Zhongnan Mountain had a lot of spirits and demons but none of them were evil. Jiang Zheliu had already promised Wenren Ye that he couldn’t adopt any more little demons from the mountain, so from then on he’d only take a look but since they had already landed on his sleeve anyway.

    Two snow butterflies jumped a few times on the soft silk and landed on his knuckles, and then fluttered their wings a few times.

    Jiang Zheliu didn’t pay attention to them, but drank a sip of tea to wet his throat, and then he started to feel sleepy again —— the amount of time he needed to sleep had always been variable, but his mind was easily tired.

    His beloved chair was made of bamboo strips and vines, and its curvature fitted his body perfectly. Two layers of soft velvet blankets were spread on top of it, and the fur was white. Jiang Zheliu was wearing a pale blue outer cloak, and his long frost-coloured hair fell softly at the edge of his neck, sliding down with his movements.

    He only wanted to take a nap, but he had lost all control after falling asleep. His hand was still holding an ancient text, the fingers slightly loosened, neatly placed on top, as if with one pull, one could directly get the book from his hands. The fingers that were pressed on top of the book were slender and beautiful, with a translucent quality, it was just that the nails were too pale.

    Two snow butterflies landed on his shoulders. After a while, when they had confirmed that Jiang Zheliu was really asleep, the two butterflies immediately flew to the other side of the room and transformed into two young twins.

    They looked around sixteen or seventeen years old, they were exquisite and beautiful, but they also looked very sneaky.

    It was not easy for a butterfly to become a spirit, let alone in a place like Zhongnan Mountain. The two young men in white robes even breathed very lightly, for fear of waking him up, but then stupidly lowered their bodies towards him and looked at Jiang Xianzun.

    … So fragrant, sweet.

    The other little demons were not as bold as the two of them, nor were their original forms as convenient as these two butterflies. The young man on the left looked at him quietly for a long time. He just wanted to come over and take in a deeper breath, but the more he took in the scent, the more addicted he became. He was becoming weak all over2, he swallowed, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Zheliu.

    But his younger brother next to him was much bolder. He watched nervously for a long time, and then reached out his hand around the corner of the opponent’s robes, then raised his finger and pulled his own light green belt loose.

    “What are you doing!” The youth on the left glared at him, using the voice projection method to speak into his ear.

    “Ge, what are you nagging about?” The little brat smiled and whispered, “Our butterfly bodies are laced with Hypnotic Phosphorus Powder, Xianzun won’t be able to wake up.”

    But Jiang Zheliu didn’t live alone. Even if he succumbed to Hypnotic Phosphorus Powder, they still had to be very careful not to alert the other people.

    It could also be said that the two of them were particularly courageous. The other demons knew that if they were discovered it was a certain death, but these two butterflies were the type who would prefer to die under the tree peony blossom, plus butterflies as a species were also unable to resist any sort of sweet fragrance.

    The youth gently pulled his belt loose, pulled off his outer robe, and touched the other’s thin snow-coloured robe with his fingertips. At this time, his entire being had already been overcome with this sweet scent, he was completely captivated. The snow butterfly’s heart was beating like a drum, his mind was buzzing, he had lost all reason.

    His hand touched the back of Jiang Zheliu’s hand.

    Jiang Zheliu’s body temperature was a bit high, which is different from the rumours. The youth leaned forward slowly, looked at Jiang Zheliu’s hand carefully, then slid the book from his grasp and held him.

    “What else do you want to do?” his older brother asked him with a trembling voice.

    From the moment that the two of them had landed on the wooden window ledge, they had completely lost their focus. Even if, originally they had just wanted to come take a look and broaden their horizons, at this moment, their minds had extended to an area of indescribable filth.

    “Nothing much.” The youth replied indiscriminately. He slowly started to move his hands around on the snow-white robe, trying to find the white belt and button to undo it but after looking for a long time he couldn’t find it. He finally couldn’t suppress his beating heart any longer, and he couldn’t help but touch Jiang Xianzun’s sleeping face.

    “Ge, I want to, well…. I want to…..

    “I think you want to die.”

    “Probably.” The young man replied thoughtlessly, then lowered his head and stared at Jiang Zheliu, getting closer and closer, he was just muttering a load of nonsense, “Although I have no experience, I will be very careful. I won’t hurt you, don’t be angry, okay? Well…you really smell good… better than all the flowers…”

    There was no point in him saying all this, because he already knew that the other would never agree. But this butterfly’s brain had already been consumed with desire, if the knife of lust which had been hanging over the head fell down, it would not be unusual. The youth made up his mind, he wanted to take Jiang Zheliu away. He had just stretched out his hand, and hadn’t even had the chance to pick him up yet when he saw the ink bracelet slowly begin to glow.

    *Boom*——

    This sound not only alarmed Ah-Chu and the neighbours in the bamboo courtyard but it also woke Jiang Zheliu from his deep slumber. He slowly came back to his senses thinking it was thunder, and it was just Zhongnan Mountain’s strange weather, with the end of the snow comes the rain. He looked up and saw the opposite side, the second floor wall of the small pine house and even the railings outside had been shattered. He wasn’t sure where it had all flown off to, but there was a giant hole in front of his eyes.

    All the places where the devilish energy had hit were cracked, causing the thick layer of snow to turn into a sort of mist.

    This was called snowflakes fluttering in the miserable northerly wind.

    So cold.

    Jiang Zheliu’s state of mind had not fully recovered yet, as he was still affected by some of the butterflies’ Hypnotic Phosphorus Powder. His mind was still trapped on the words that he had read before falling asleep when the temperature suddenly dropped. Before he could react, he was swept up inside a black cloak that was steeped in the scent of pine and cypress.

    A familiar person picked him up, there was a sweet scent of pine and cypress accompanied by a hint of coldness, but the body that came close to him was warm, and the way he was holding him was also comfortable.

    Jiang Zheliu leaned into his arms, and closed his eyes, he said sleepily: “You’re back…..”

    “En.” Wenren Ye answered, he paused for a slight moment, and then frowned: “Why are you so hot? Did you catch a cold?”