Chapter 17
Chu Yi was unaware of Ying Cunxin’s insults. At this moment, she couldn’t be bothered with anything else. Her mind was consumed by the Morning Sun Assembly. Based on today’s battle and Ying Cunxin’s words, she had a hunch that the Morning Sun Assembly wasn’t as formidable as the rumors suggested. Perhaps they had been powerful centuries ago, but after years of indulging themselves, they might be all bark and no bite. She needed to gather more information. If she could eliminate the Morning Sun Assembly, it would benefit her future claim to the Heavenly Emperor’s throne. Although she was his only daughter in name, her father had a wandering eye. There were probably many illegitimate children out there, and the Mandate of Heaven might not necessarily fall upon her.
Chu Yi wasn’t one to hesitate. Once she made a decision, she immediately left Qingjun Palace, heading towards Morning Sun Island in the East Sea.
Meanwhile, on Morning Sun Island, the initial excitement of seeing an ethereal immortal descending from the moon had vanished, replaced by the terror of facing a demon from hell.
The sea breeze rustled the black robes of the figure walking along the path, the shadows of the trees swaying alongside them. Ming Jian Su didn’t want to reveal her identity. She had disguised herself and was wearing a black veiled hat. She strolled leisurely, leaving a trail of destruction in her wake. The flowers, grass, and trees around her withered instantly, turning to ash and scattering in the wind.
“W-Who are you?” the members of the Morning Sun Assembly demanded, trying to suppress the primal fear that gripped them as they saw the stranger trespassing on their island.
Ming Jian Su casually took out a magic sword from her Qiankun bag and flicked the blade with her finger. A sharp “clang” rang out, and the sword vibrated violently. Ripples of energy emanated from the blade, expanding rapidly and transforming into sharp, powerful sword intent that enveloped the entire island.
Receiving no response, the Morning Sun Assembly was both enraged and terrified. The most short-tempered Daoist priest stepped forward, channeled his magical power, and roared, spewing a torrent of golden fire from his mouth. But with a loud bang, the fire exploded upon contact with the sword intent. The Daoist priest froze, his body locked in place. The sword intent swept over him like a fierce wind, slicing through flesh and bone. His head fell, his limbs severed, and his skeletal frame crumbled into dust, disappearing into the night.
Silence descended upon Morning Sun Island.
They hadn’t even seen how the stranger had attacked. In the blink of an eye, one of their own was dead. His cultivation was similar to theirs, and he hadn’t been able to resist. What would happen if that sword intent struck them? Terror gripped their hearts, their legs trembling uncontrollably.
Ming Jian Su flicked her sword calmly and said nonchalantly, “Farewell.”
She cultivated the “Heavenly Dao Sword Stance,” which had three particularly profound techniques. The first, “Heavenly Decree,” could temporarily disable all magic. The second, “Unfettered Heavenly Edge,” was her most commonly used killing move. As for the last technique, “Heaven and Earth Return to Origin,” it possessed an extremely potent killing intent that violated the harmony of heaven. She had never used it in the Immortal Realm until now. There were many members of the Morning Sun Assembly. Killing them one by one would be too tedious. It was better to send them all on their way at once. The journey to the underworld was long. Having so many companions would be better than traveling alone.
As the thought crossed Ming Jian Su’s mind, her killing intent materialized, sweeping across the island. The sword intent that enveloped Morning Sun Island hummed, then descended like a meteor shower.
The members of the Morning Sun Assembly were terrified, but they were unwilling to surrender without a fight. They hurriedly summoned their magical artifacts. For a moment, the sky was ablaze with multicolored lights, illuminating the heavens like daylight and alerting the patrolling soldiers of the East Sea. However, the energy fluctuations were so intense that they didn’t dare approach, hastily sending a message to the Dragon Palace instead.
When Chu Yi arrived at Morning Sun Island, the island was practically leveled, covered in rubble and debris. She had intended to conceal her presence, but when she saw the last member of the Morning Sun Assembly obliterated and the sharp sword intent directed at her, she sighed inwardly. She had been discovered. There was no need to hide.
“Who are you?” Chu Yi asked, frowning. She had never seen this person in the Immortal Realm. Was she a wandering immortal who had been living in seclusion? Had she wiped out the Morning Sun Assembly because she couldn’t stand their actions? To single-handedly annihilate the entire Morning Sun Assembly… what kind of profound cultivation did she possess?
Ming Jian Su didn’t answer. Her face was expressionless, but a storm raged within her heart. What was the Emperor’s daughter doing here? She had come secretly. The Heavenly Court wouldn’t know about this yet. Earlier that day, she had stood up for her junior sister, but the matter hadn’t been resolved. Could it be that she was here to avenge her junior sister now? But hadn’t she always disliked her junior sister? Why would she risk her life for her? What was going on? Come to think of it, since she had left the Immortal Realm, apart from that first day when Chu Yi had confronted her junior sister, she hadn’t heard anything else. Could it be that they had reconciled? Impossible. The Emperor’s daughter had always despised her junior sister. But then again, she used to hate her junior sister’s arrogance, laziness, and incompetence. If she knew that her junior sister was actually capable, her opinion might have changed… Could it be that Chu Yi… had fallen for her junior sister?!
Her cold eyes were hidden behind the black veil of her hat, but the murderous intent and displeasure were impossible to conceal.
Chu Yi pursed her lips, a chill running down her spine. She went on guard, her eyes filled with wariness.
Ming Jian Su quickly suppressed her killing intent.
Killing the Emperor’s daughter would bring endless trouble. More importantly, her junior sister wouldn’t like someone like Chu Yi. As the Emperor’s daughter, to be labeled an “evil flower” alongside Feng Chiyue, her temper must be even worse. Her junior sister wasn’t someone who only cared about appearances. She and Chu Yi were fundamentally incompatible.
The sound of horns echoed across the East Sea.
The waves shimmered under the moonlight, like silver scales.
The longer she stayed, the greater the risk of exposure, especially since she had no intention of killing.
Ming Jian Su studied Chu Yi one last time, then transformed into a streak of sword light and vanished.
Seeing her leave, Chu Yi finally relaxed.
That person had exuded a more oppressive aura than any immortal she had ever encountered.
Who was she?
And that pressure… it felt strange, especially towards the end, as if laced with a hint of disdain?
Chu Yi frowned, puzzled.
But she didn’t have time to dwell on it. The Dragon Palace of the East Sea had been alerted by the battle on Morning Sun Island. Led by the East Sea Dragon King, Ying Jiao, and his daughter, Ying Cunxin, thousands of aquatic soldiers had arrived at the devastated island.
“Emperor’s Daughter?” Ying Jiao exclaimed in surprise. Before coming here, he had assumed that the Morning Sun Assembly had turned on itself. After all, such internal conflicts weren’t unheard of. This one was just a bit more intense, and perhaps it would benefit the East Sea. He hadn’t expected the Emperor’s daughter to be involved.
Chu Yi responded with a cold nod.
Ying Cunxin stared at Chu Yi intently, a slight smile gracing her lips. “So that’s why you asked me about the Morning Sun Assembly. You were planning to wipe them out. As expected of the most powerful immortal after the East Abode Master’s passing.”
Ying Jiao’s expression shifted repeatedly upon hearing his daughter’s words. Faced with such a feat, he had to reevaluate the Emperor’s daughter and adjust his attitude accordingly. His demeanor became respectful and deferential. “Your Highness has worked hard. Would you care to rest at our Dragon Palace?”
Chu Yi: “…” “It wasn’t me who killed them.”
Ying Cunxin’s admiration for Chu Yi deepened, completely forgetting her previous insults. Powerful yet humble… the rumors about the Emperor’s daughter’s arrogance were clearly false. First, they slandered Feng Chiyue, and now the Emperor’s daughter. The jealousy of the Heavenly Court was truly terrifying!
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