This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 738 - 612: My Identity Depends on Your Imagination! _2
Mr. Orange quietly rolled his eyes, thinking that these fools must have had their brains frozen; even such a simple lie is believed, no wonder the Demon Clan of the Abyss has always been suppressed so firmly by the Human Race.
The overall strength is already not a match for the Human Race, and now they encounter an intelligence crush too!
"Speaking of which, Envoy Gu did indeed visit the Ling Cave Mountains once before, wishing to temper his Sword Intent in the ten-thousand-li frost and snow, and it appeared he made some gains. Regrettably, Envoy Gu left quietly without having the chance to even greet us properly."
At this moment, Wu Nue truly regarded Liang Yi as if he were his own junior, no... even closer than his own juniors. The stiff smile on his face was not out of dissatisfaction with Liang Yi, but rather because he had not smiled for many years.
"Hmm, so please forgive any offense that might have disturbed the peace before," Liang Yi said.
Although Liang Yi was surprised that his complete nonsense actually worked, when he thought of his own luck value, the smile on his face couldn't help but brighten even more.
"No offense taken! No offense taken! But who is this...?"
Wu Nue was certainly not going to let go of this chance to gain a favor from Gu Chengan.
After all, in his mind, Gu Chengan was still that peerless Sword Cultivator who sought a defeat but could never be defeated. If he could establish a relationship with him, his journey forward would be much wider!
Although Liang Yi was aware of Gu Chengan's status in the Abyss, even he had not anticipated that just by assuming a fabricated identity, he could make a Ninth Realm Demon King bow his head.
But if Liang Yi replaced Gu Chengan with his own mentor, and if a Ninth Realm Cultivator could cling to his mentor's coattails, the reaction would likely be similar.
"This is an ancient beast my mentor found for me in an extremely dangerous Secret Realm; not only is it blessed with innate talent, but it is also the one and only of its kind in the world!"
Liang Yi's ability to tell barefaced lies was so effortless it could be considered a passive skill of an ordinary player.
"I see, only a figure like your mentor could find and subdue such a unique beast."
A hint of surprise and understanding flashed in Wu Nue's eyes; no wonder he could not recognize the origin of the beast, and even the bloodline he was so proud of felt a sense of suppression from it.
Mr. Orange quietly clenched his furry little fists: Liang Yi is really pushing it too far with the deception!
"So if your mentor did leave something behind, it would most likely be at the top of Snow Mountain. I'll take you two there!"
Wu Nue turned to lead the way, in high spirits, already fantasizing about how carefree he would be after cozying up to Gu Chengan.
He had virtually no doubt about what Liang Yi said; wasn't it normal for a mentor to have an epiphany here and leave something for his disciple as a trial or for other reasons?
"Eh..."
Liang Yi was just about to decline, saying there was no need to trouble Wu Nue, but Mr. Orange immediately stopped him.
"It's okay, the sensation is indeed coming from over there."
Mr. Orange gave Liang Yi a secret nod, indicating that they were going in the right direction.
Liang Yi activated his Escape Skill and blinked as he caught up with Wu Nue, who had already turned into a black shadow weaving through the snow, pondering thoughtfully.
Until now, Mr. Orange hadn't told him what exactly they were looking for, but since Mr. Orange was so confident, it must not be something ordinary.
If that's the case, could it be possible that the original Gu Chengan made some discovery here while tempering his Sword Intent, which allowed him to gain some insights from that item?
Seeing how easily Liang Yi could keep up with him and even had the leisure to think about other things, Wu Nue's slight doubts were further dispelled.
He was a beast known for speed, and this was his home ground, while it was a harsh environment for Liang Yi.
Yet, even so, Liang Yi effortlessly kept up, which showed the depth of his foundation and his solid basic skills.
Mr. Orange maintained his Daoist Skills secretly, and realized that the direction they were heading in was getting closer to their original destination; apparently, the original Gu Chengan had indeed found something to have chosen this place.
Observing his surroundings carefully along the way, Liang Yi was increasingly glad for his quick-wittedness. If he and Mr. Orange had actually fought their way here, it would have been nothing less than a full-blown war with the Ling Cave Demon Wolf clan.
Now, under Wu Nue's guidance, the two of them were traveling as if on an express train, unobstructed and heading straight into the depths of the Ling Cave Mountains.
Even with the speed of the three individuals, it took the time equivalent to an incense stick burning before they could faintly make out the Snow Mountain that Wu Nue had previously mentioned.
They could only see the outline of the mountain from afar, and Liang Yi's sword heart began to tremble, as if sensing something.
"This mountain... Is it naturally shaped like a sword?"
As they drew closer to the Snow Mountain, besides the increasingly intense Sword Intent around the mountain peak, Liang Yi's gaze also grew more peculiar, and he ultimately couldn't help but ask Wu Nue, who was leading the way.
The Snow Mountain, which had appeared rather ordinary from a distance, revealed itself to be like a Snow Sword formed by the vast snowfalls of the heavens and earth when they actually approached and the curtain of blizzard was lifted before Liang Yi.
Uncle Orange also looked around in amazement; he had never seen such a scene before.
"Naturally not, originally this Snow Mountain was merely the tallest peak in Ling Cave. But ever since your Master comprehended Sword Intent here, in just a few dozen years, this Snow Mountain has gradually transformed into its current shape due to the lingering Sword Intent left by your Master."
Wu Nue shook his head and gave Liang Yi a brief explanation.
"The very place where your Honored Father comprehended was at the peak of the mountain, the closest place to the Heavenly Vault in the entire Abyss Continent!"
"Thank you, senior!"
Liang Yi politely responded with a casual remark, then covertly shot Uncle Orange a glance.
"This is undoubtedly the place!"
Uncle Orange let out a sigh of relief and eased his mind.
Hearing Uncle Orange say so, Liang Yi also beamed with joy. Although he didn't know exactly what it was, having found the right place was all that mattered, at least his efforts weren't wasted.
"Then the two of you can go up on your own. The area within a thousand leagues is our clan's forbidden area, absolutely free from any disturbances."
When they were still a certain distance from the Snow Mountain, Wu Nue suddenly stopped and turned to Liang Yi and Uncle Orange.
"Understood! I will always remember the help from senior!"
Liang Yi genuinely showed his gratitude. Even though the Demon King might erupt in fury upon learning of his true identity, Liang Yi was still very thankful for the convenience this Demon King had given him.
Wu Nue, waiting just for these words, now had a beaming smile, and with a kindly face, watched as Liang Yi and Uncle Orange turned into streaks of light heading straight for the mountaintop.
Once left alone, Liang Yi finally voiced the suspicion that had been nagging him:
"Why do I feel that from a great distance, demon beasts are calmer than human race cultivators, while human race cultivators seem to be crazier and more chaotic than demon beasts?"
It wasn't just Wu Nue—previously, the other wolf demon cultivators Liang Yi had casually slain, although bloodthirsty, displayed only the natural ferocity of demon beasts, which was completely different from the bloodlust and madness of Abyss Cultivators.
"Let me put it this way, the souls of human race cultivators are like a blank sheet that has been stained with the crazed red-black of Abyss Demon Qi. The inherent ferocity of demon beasts causes their souls to be a crimson red, and thus, the influence of Abyss Demon Qi on them is naturally significantly less compared to ordinary human race cultivators."
Uncle Orange had a clear understanding and explained attentively to Liang Yi.
"So it seems that today's demon race of the Abyss are nothing like the united forces of the Mystical Mechanism Continent. Could this also be the reason? Because the demon race is not mad enough..."
Liang Yi's expression paused as he seemed to see through something.
"That's right! Whether it's human race cultivators or demon cultivators, the more chaotic and mad the soul, the stronger the control of the Abyss Will. Conversely, for those with a calmer soul, the control of the Abyss weakens."
Uncle Orange looked up at the Heavenly Vault covered with dark clouds, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes before he nodded his head, affirming Liang Yi's thoughts.
"It is quite laughable, to think that human race here is even crazier than demon beasts..."
Liang Yi shook his head smilingly, and together with Uncle Orange, landed at the peak of the Snow Mountain, shaped like a longsword thrust upside-down into the earth, precisely at the location of the hilt.