Heavenly Demon Manifested in the Six Desires Realm, Wind Travels a Thousand Miles Bearing Spirit Voices

At dusk, east of Immovable Reef.

Wei Lingzheng sat beside Wei Chongwei.

"Uncle, are we really staying the night with them?"

Wei Chongwei shot him a glare. "What, do you plan to leave under cover of night? Will you deal with the water demons at night?"

"No, I mean, why keep these people around?"

The Wei Family had run into the demon cultivators of the Profound Heart Altar, and a fierce battle had immediately broken out.

Yet neither side could do anything to the other. With the sun sinking westward, they called a truce and rested separately on opposite sides of the reef region.

"My calculations just now showed that this group of demon cultivators is also after the Fu Family."

Wei Chongwei said, "If so, why not keep them around and observe? They might prove to be useful aid."

Cultivation lineages were not as hostile toward immortal and demonic cultivation as sects were. Some cultivation lineages straddled both the immortal and demonic paths. So long as they could gain power, who cared about good or evil, immortals or demons? Power was truth.

The Wei Family was a believer in precisely this creed.

"Later, go over there and ask around."

Wei Lingming suddenly said, "Uncle, I just remembered something. Back then, the Demon Palace suffered terribly at Fu Danwei's hands. Could these be people from the Demon Palace, here to take revenge on the Fu Family?"

Wei Chongwei's heart stirred. He understood the circumstances of that battle better than these juniors did.

That battle could be called Fu the Dragon Sword Immortal's battle of fame.

The five altar masters under the Demon Palace had joined forces against Fu Danwei, only for three of them to be slain by a single stroke of Fu Danwei's sword. Of the remaining two, one left behind an arm and fled in disgrace; the other had his body destroyed, with only his demonic soul escaping.

"If the Jadeflame Trading House and Coiling Dragon Island truly intend to extend Fu Danwei's lifespan, then the Demon Palace will absolutely not stand by and watch. This truly is our opportunity."

On the other side of Immovable Reef.

"Protector, should we kill our way over now?"

"Idiot, haven't you recognized that man's identity?"

Sun Liu cursed, "The horsetail whisk in his hand is the legendary Profound Void Horsetail Whisk. That fellow is Wei Chongwei."

"That master-betraying, ancestor-defiling bastard?"

When Wei Chongwei was young, his aptitude had been poor, and the Wei Family had not valued him. So he went elsewhere and entered the Profound Void Sect. Through the sect master's daughter's introduction, he became the sect master's final disciple.

Later, while the sect master was in secluded cultivation, he joined forces with the Wei Family and slaughtered his master and the entire sect.

The island where the Profound Void Sect had been located became Wei Chongwei's present-day cultivation ground, Skyhanging Isle. The Profound Void Sect's cultivation ground, Divine Void Jade Manor, naturally came to bear the Wei name as well.

And the "Profound Void Horsetail Whisk" in Wei Chongwei's hand was the sect-defending treasure that the Profound Void Sect had fashioned after the ancient exotic treasure, the Treasure-Seizing Horsetail Whisk. With one sweep of the whisk, treasures and artifacts alike could be knocked down.

"To deal with him, we need a spirit artifact. But do you and I still have one of those?"

Though the Profound Heart Altar was one of the Demon Palace's five altars, it had yet to recover its vitality from the demon-slaying campaign of years ago. Not only did the Profound Heart Altar possess none of the spirit artifacts left from earlier days—even superior treasures were few in number.

"Besides, the Wei Family and the Fu Family are mortal enemies. This trip is to find those two Fu Family brats who escaped. We have no conflict with them, so why fight? Later, go over and ask around. Perhaps we can join hands against the Fu Family."

"Something is wrong."

Aboard the Colorful-Luan Spirit Ship, Heng Hua calculated the seven groups.

The rogue cultivators representing greed were nothing to fear. They had already been captured and imprisoned aboard the ship.

Li Nanxing, who represented wrathful thoughts, could be suppressed tomorrow.

As for the group representing "hatred," Heng Hua had initially believed it to be the Wei Family. Yet his calculations now showed that their numbers had grown considerably. The spiritual currents of those cultivators had mingled together, enough to disrupt Heng Hua's calculations.

"Could it be that the Wei Family has merged with that group of Heavenly Demons? Are those demon cultivators truly after Third Brother and me?"

Heng Hua asked himself and could not recall offending anyone outside. Even if he had, they were all dead by now.

"If it wasn't me who provoked them, was it Third Brother again? Trouble from rescuing that spirit bird? Have Mo Xu's companions come for revenge?"

After pondering for a while, he took out a pearwood formation disk.

He drew three Wind-Riding Sound Transmission Talismans in succession, then tossed them into the formation disk along with a yellow talisman bearing Fu Liuhui's birth date and eight characters.

"Boundless Heaven and Earth, wind travels a thousand miles—go."

A golden whirlwind spun above the formation disk, sensing Fu Liuhui's location.

Fu Liuhui sat on an island, gazing sorrowfully at the little beast in her arms.

The little beast sounded weak. It pushed away the various pills and spirit herbs Fu Liuhui offered it, whining without stop.

"There's only this last bit left. If I give it to you now and we can't find Sixth Brother tomorrow, you'll really have to go hungry."

"Mm—ying—"

The little beast cried like an infant, continuously stretching its head toward Fu Liuhui.

Seeing it open its mouth, single-mindedly demanding food, Fu Liuhui had no choice but to take out the final piece of soft eggshell.

After eating it, the little beast immediately fell asleep.

Fu Liuhui was filled with melancholy. No matter how clever she was, she could not nurse the little fellow. In a few more days, if it could not eat anything, death would be its only path.

Just then, a golden wind descended from the sky.

"Liuhui?"

Heng Hua's voice drifted from the wind, and Fu Liuhui was overjoyed.

"Sixth Brother."

"Hurry to Turtle-Burial Reef."

"How should a young spirit beast be fed?"

They spoke at the same time.

After a pause, Heng Hua asked in confusion, "A young spirit beast?"

Fu Liuhui hurriedly explained what she had experienced outside.

"..."

Heng Hua shook his fan, his face utterly speechless.

Only yesterday, he had been speaking with Mei Zhongtian and the others about how exotic beasts were things one might encounter but could never seek. How had this girl run into one so easily?

After some thought, he said to the golden wind, "You got it inside Baoxuan?"

"Yes."

Fu Liuhui asked, "Sixth Brother, what race is it? How should I raise it?"

She described the little beast's appearance again.

"I can't see it right now, so I don't know its race either. But if it only needs something to stave off hunger for now, you might find some female beasts that are nursing and borrow some milk."

"Borrow? Can it drink it when they're different races?"

"There's no other way right now. Try it first. If it cannot drink it, have Huang Qiong catch some fish in the water. Then boil fish soup for it. Strain it several times, remove the fish bones, boil it until it is thick, then try adding a few pills."

After giving these instructions, Heng Hua added, "Your current location is somewhat dangerous. Members of the Wei Family want to cause me trouble. Hurry and meet up with me.

"Turtle-Burial Reef is my destination. Tomorrow, I will first go to Earthflame Island. Find a way to travel along the route from Earthflame Island to Turtle-Burial Reef. If you get there before me, leave markers along the way. If I get there before you, I will leave markers for you as well."

"Why not wait for you on Earthflame Island? With my skills, I should be able to help."

Besides, why go to Earthflame Island when heading to Turtle-Burial Reef? What was Sixth Brother going there to do?

"There is no need for that yet. Going to Turtle-Burial Reef to receive us will already be a huge help."

For instance, after dealing with the six groups and reaching Turtle-Burial Reef exhausted, they might be blocked by the seventh group. That would be the perfect time for Fu Liuhui to appear and help them enter Turtle-Burial Reef safely.

"All right, I understand."

Just then, a piercing cry rang out from the spirit ship.

Fu Liuhui heard the savage shriek coming through the golden wind and hurriedly asked about it.

But the golden wind burst apart with a pop, and their connection was cut off.

At the instant the connection broke, Heng Hua collapsed to the ground.

He clutched his head as endless demonic thoughts surged toward him. Fragmented images flashed through his mind before finally settling on a bronze incense burner.

That object carried boundless temptation. Decadent music echoed by his ears, urging Heng Hua to activate it.

Fortunately, Heng Hua possessed Two Hearts, One Body. As demonic music flooded his ears, his Heart Ape immediately acted within his Niwan Palace, guarding the clarity of Heng Hua's Spirit Platform.

"Is it the Demonic Beast on Senior Zhou?"

Gripping the Mysterious Fire Vermilion-Plume Fan tightly, Heng Hua leaped out the window.

"Wind, rise."

Riding the wind through the air, Heng Hua looked down over the Colorful-Luan Spirit Ship.

Demonic qi erupted from Zhou Xiao's room. Black smoke dragons coiled around the Colorful-Luan Spirit Ship, nearly turning the entire vessel into a demon ship.

Looking closely, the black mist shrouding the prison cells was the densest.

"So it's those greedy fellows."

Heng Hua suddenly understood.

The Demonic Beast lured forth the desires in people's hearts, and those who had come today to hunt Zhou Xiao were mostly shallow-rooted, driven by greed. They were the Demonic Beast's finest nourishment.

Boom—

A mass of flame shot out from one of the rooms.

"Martial Uncle!"

Fu Xuanxing rushed straight toward Zhou Xiao's location. Yet before he could enter the room, layers of black qi forced him back.

"Don't waste your effort. Come up."

Thousand-Coiled Silk dangled down, and Fu Xuanxing followed the threads with his gaze to Heng Hua, who stood suspended in the air.

"But Martial Uncle, he—"

"He's fine. He has merely fallen into the Heavenly Demon Illusory Realm."

Heng Hua was also worried about Fu Xiangfeng, Xiaoyu, and Hengshou.

But he understood what came first. "Come over first. We'll discuss this at length."

Fu Xuanxing rode his sword into the air and arrived before Heng Hua.

"What exactly is the Demonic Beast on Senior Zhou?"

"Huh? A... Demonic Beast?" The youth scratched his head. "Th-that... what is that?"

Fu Xuanxing looked deeply guilty and silently turned his head away. "I don't know."

"Stop pretending. Isn't it because Senior was carrying that Demonic Beast that your sect hunted him down? Speak. What is he trying to do? From the looks of it, he isn't using the Demonic Beast to cultivate."

Fu Xuanxing lowered his hand. Seeing that he could not hide it, he could only answer honestly. "Martial Uncle took this Demonic Beast away because he wanted to bring it to Firegate Island and destroy it."

"Firegate Island?"

Heng Hua's heart stirred. "What is it?"

"The Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Pearl."

Smack—

Heng Hua struck him with his fan, and his voice changed completely.

"The Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Pearl?"

A Black Artifact on the same level as the Child-Mother Yin-Yang Divine Stele and the Great Formless Divine Banner. Only yesterday, he had been explaining it to his fellow cultivators.

"Several hundred years ago, during the demon-slaying war, wasn't this thing jointly destroyed by all the great immortal sects?"

Fu Xuanxing clutched his head, looking immensely guilty.

Heng Hua glared at him furiously, gritting his teeth. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were carrying such a Demonic Beast?"

"I... Martial Uncle and I didn't know this thing could be activated now."

Heng Hua no longer possessed his earlier composure.

If it were merely an illusory realm meant to confuse them, he believed Xiaoyu, Hengshou, and Third Brother could escape it.

But the Demon Palace's supreme treasure, the Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Pearl, was exceedingly sinister. So long as it stirred the demonic thoughts in one's heart, it would draw a thread of one's consciousness into the Heavenly Demon Pearl, turning that person into its puppet.

No wonder, no wonder I felt so uncomfortable today and had to rely on the Mysterious Fire Vermilion-Plume Fan for protection. Was it because I had studied Heavenly Demon arts that the Heavenly Demon Pearl had the strongest resonance with me?

"Brother Fu Six, what do we do now?"

"First, find people and pull in a few more helpers. Then we'll go to Senior Zhou's room and seal the Heavenly Demon Pearl."

Heng Hua beat a silent drum in his heart. In his current state, he feared he could not even enter that room. He had to rescue Third Brother and the others first.

"Then let's go down now."

"Look around first."

Around them?

Fu Xuanxing looked about.

At some point, a large number of water demons had begun lurking around the reef region where they had moored.

"The Heavenly Demon Pearl's manifestation has drawn in the nearby water demons and spirits. We must deal with them first."

"There are too many of them, aren't there?"

Seeing so many aquatic spirits and monsters, Fu Xuanxing panicked.

"Right. Don't you know illusion arts? How about covering the spirit ship?"

Heng Hua glanced at Fu Xuanxing and said nothing.

The most useful and convenient illusion art he currently had was the Seven Sages Heaven-Misting Illusion Art.

But using it before the Heavenly Demon Six-Desires Pearl—was he afraid he would not become a demon quickly enough?

"There's no need for illusion arts. We'll set up a formation around us."

As he spoke, Heng Hua descended, heading straight for Fu Heyi.

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