Chapter 1283: Separating Again
Chapter 1283: Separating Again
Even if the Imperial Nether Clan was unwilling, they had to take part in this mess. The Diabolic Dragon Clan was instantly placed in a difficult position, with the Imperial Nether Clan making a move as well.
“Ming Cigeng, are you trying to become enemies with us as well?” said Xie Lou furiously.
“If you leave, this ends here. Otherwise, you can stay here forever,” said Ming Cigeng decisively.
“Impossible. That kid from your clan killed some of mine. Unless he dies, this won’t be over!” replied Xie Lou unyieldingly.
“Then you die,” said Ming Cigeng as he joined hands with Mong Wufeng and attacked Xie Lou.
Mo Wufeng alone was enough to give Xie Lou a headache. With Ming Cigeng joining in, he had a very slim chance of winning.
“You won’t be able to get our undying grass without paying the price!” said Mo Wufeng coldly as he increased the intensity of his attacks. He had been dissatisfied with Xie Lou since earlier.
The entire area seemed to be on the verge of collapse due to the intense battle. The strength of someone in the God Realm was much scarier than someone in the Saint Realm.
Xie Lou roared in an unresigned manner, “Fine, we’ll retreat this once!”
He knew that if he didn’t concede, none of his clan members could escape.
“You want this to be over with so easily?” said Mo Wufeng. He naturally wasn’t willing to let this slide. The Undying Devil Clan might not have the numbers, but each one of them was a valiant fighter. With his strength, killing Xie Lou wouldn’t be an issue. The other undying devils could also deal with the rest of the diabolic dragons. He had no reason to let Xie Lou and the others go.
“Mo Wufeng, don’t push it!” said Xie Lou.
“Leave a limb behind, and I’ll let this slide. Otherwise, we’ll fight till the end,” demanded Mo Wufeng firmly. “Nobody can be allowed to challenge the dignity of our clan!”
His demand was overbearing, making it clear that the Undying Devil Clan couldn’t be provoked. Ming Cigeng remained silent. A smile hung on his face, as though he was watching a good show. The austere expression he had earlier was nowhere to be seen.
Xie Lou’s pupils shrank. He then tore a limb off without a change in his expression. “I, Xie Lou, will remember this.”
He then left with his clan members. Mo Wufeng and Ming Cigeng stopped their respective clan members from pursuing. Xiang Shaoyun was the only one acting like he hadn’t heard anything. With an arm around Ye Chaomu, he swung his Yin Mother Sword, spilling even more diabolic dragon blood. His blood-soaked robe was soaked in even more blood, making him look like an unstoppable god of war.
“That hateful bastard!” Xie Lou roared furiously.
This time, he didn’t need to do anything. Ming Cigeng forcefully suppressed Xiang Shaoyun and said, “Nineteenth prince, this has been settled!”
Xiang Shaoyun stopped moving and swept his gaze at the diabolic dragons coldly. He asked, “Will they let this slide?”
“Since we’re working with the undying devils, they have no choice,” said Ming Cigeng.
“Leave. The Diabolic Dragon Clan will not forget this,” said Xie Lou as he glared at Xiang Shaoyun.
The Diabolic Dragon Clan had suffered humiliation. They all remembered Xiang Shaoyun, and he would be their future prey. When Xiang Shaoyun saw the diabolic dragons retreat, he heaved a breath of relief. At that moment, his strength dropped back to his original strength. Ming Cigeng and Mo Wufeng could see what was happening with Xiang Shaoyun. They both guessed that his change in strength had something to do with the blood-soaked robe.
“Little brother, you have done the Undying Devil Clan a favor. You can hand her over now. We won’t harm her,” said Mo Wufeng.
Xiang Shaoyun was once again on alert.
“Nineteenth prince, do you really know her?” Ming Cigeng did not try to make Xiang Shaoyun hand over Ye Chaomu. Instead, he tried clarifying the truth.
“Of course. She’s my woman,” said Xiang Shaoyun firmly.
Ye Chaomu said, “Yes, he’s my man. It’s only natural that he helps me.” She looked at Mo Wufeng and said, “I’m willing to go with you. Don’t make things difficult for him.”
Mo Wufeng was surprised to see Ye Chaomu comply so readily. He smiled and said, “No problem. I won’t do anything to him.”
He could feel that Ye Chaomu was a pure undying devil. He recalled the child the clan had lost about 30 years ago. He wondered if this was the same child. If this was really her, then her identity wouldn’t be simple.
“Mumu, you don’t need to go with them,” said Xiang Shaoyun seriously.
It hadn’t been easy for him to find a chance to leave the seventh layer. He wasn’t willing to see Ye Chaomu become stuck in the seventh layer.
Ye Chaomu did not say anything. She looked at Mo Wufeng and Ming Cigeng and said, “Can we speak in private?”
Mo Wufeng and Ming Cigeng left with the others tactfully, giving Xiang Shaoyun and Ye Chaomu enough space. They weren’t worried that the two would escape.
“Mumu, how can you agree to stay? I can bring you away!” said Xiang Shaoyun.
Ye Chaomu grabbed his hand and shook her head. “Big brother, I really want to stay. I’m not the same as you. I’m a pure undying devil.”
After saying that, her face paled somewhat. Evidently, this was a cruel fate that she herself wasn’t willing to face. She was worried that Xiang Shaoyun would dislike her because of that.
Xiang Shaoyun gently said, “Whoever you are, you’re still my woman. As the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken. If you marry a dog, follow the dog. You need to listen to me as well. With my appearance here, you should also know my relationship with the Imperial Nether Clan. Perhaps this is what fate intends for us.”
“Big brother, you’re the best,” said Ye Chaomu as she nestled into Xiang Shaoyun’s embrace. “Big brother, allow me to be stubborn this one time. I really want to know my past. And I want to know my parents, too. I believe we can meet again in the future.”
Xiang Shaoyun could understand her feelings. Which child wouldn’t miss their parents? He had once longed greatly to meet his mother as well, and his wish had only been fulfilled recently. He understood how she felt.
“Fine, stay if you want. I believe you’ll be able to see your parents,” said Xiang Shaoyun. As the Imperial Nether Clan’s nineteenth prince, it wouldn’t be too difficult for him to come look for Ye Chaomu in the future.
“Big brother, we’ll meet again,” promised Ye Chaomu as she kissed him.