Ch. 5 - The Human Heart

The smile on Mo Yuan's face gradually faded. He stared at Qing Yan, whose face was expressionless, and said word by word, "How sure are you?"

"Less than ten percent," Qing Yan turned her head to look at him, the calmness in her eyes remained unchanged, but there was a slight hint of hope and desire in it.

"Try it... It's not bad, but if it is detected by the temple, then the two of us will be in danger," Mo Yuan calmed down and glanced at Qing Yan carefully. "How are you going to solve this matter?"

The corners of her red lips were slightly raised, and she softly said, "A year ago, the person who guarded the Xuanyuan Spiritual Bell in the temple had been replaced by Chu Yuehe, the third disciple of the Egret demon king. He came to supervise Qingluan Mountain on behalf of the Egret demon king. Although this person has an excellent cultivation base, he can't really command the guarding demon generals. I'll be more careful, it shouldn't be noticed by him,"

Mo Yuan paced back and forth a few steps, glanced at Ji Yuenian once again, who seemed to have fainted on the ground, and said, “It's because I'm muddle-headed. Even the guards of the Qingluan Mountain have never noticed me. Although I don’t know this Chu Yuehe, if you think about it, he wouldn’t be as ruthless as the former guard at the ancient temple, Zhao Lun.”

Zhao Lun was the direct descendant of the Egret demon king. In the past one hundred years since Zhao Lun had arrived, he had been the one who was in charge of the Qingluan Mountain on behalf of the Egret demon king.

This person was extremely ruthless; he would take the monsters, spirits, and ghosts in the mountains at every turn, slaughter them privately, and use them as materials for pills, tools, etc., all of which were refined for his own use.

It was just that because he was the blood descendant of the Egret demon king, most of the four demon generals that guarded around the Ancient Temple under the demon king turned a blind eye to him, and let him continue his wrong doings. He could cover the sky with one hand in the Qingluan Mountain.

Chu Yuehe was completely incomparable to Zhao Lun. After all, he was only one of the many disciples of the Egret demon king. At this time, although he was in charge of the Xuanyuan Spiritual Bell at the center of the Ancient Temple, he could barely command the four demon generals. As for the secret use of the ghosts in the mountains, he did not even dare to think about it.

"Brother Mo Yuan, what are you thinking?"

Qing Yan used her yin energy, cut a deep wound on Ji Yuenian's right arm, and bright red blood gushed out from it, causing the demon wolf Mo Yuan's pupils to shrink, and his mouth and tongue became more and more dry.

After thinking about it for a moment, Mo Yuan seemed to have made a decision, and said with a wide smile, "You bastard, you are very clever, I will accept this matter, but if you are lucky enough to escape, don't forget to guide me out,"

Most of the second half of the sentence was false, and both of them knew very clearly that once Qing Yan was able to break through the Heavenly Furnace Barrier, there was a great possibility that she would escape directly and never look back.

And this human in front of him was the reward that Qing Yan would give to Mo Yuan to help her once.

Mo Yuan transformed his hand, his fingers turned into claws, and he actually ripped off Ji Yuenian's right arm!

Blood spurted out from the right arm like a fountain. Ji Yuenian's face was extremely pale, and extremely distorted under the pain, but he was still unable to let out the slightest wailing sound under the confinement of yin energy.

The Heart Fire in his soul was now extremely rich, dark as ink, and burning.

"Don't kill him."

Qing Yan frowned, looking at Ji Yuenian who fainted again due to excessive blood loss, waved her sleeves and swept out a dark yin energy, covering Ji Yuenian's broken arm, stopping the blood.

Crunch, crunch.

After a few breaths, Mo Yuan threw the last piece of flesh and blood in his hand into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it directly with a satisfied look on his face.

His gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, looked at Ji Yuenian, who passed out from the loss of blood.

"Mo Yuan," Qing Yan, who noticed Mo Yuan's abnormality, frowned slightly, "This human is of great use to me when casting the magic spell. Help me complete the magic spell first."

"Um?"

Mo Yuan turned his head, a little bloody-red color appeared in his eyes.

"Mo Yuan!" Qing Yan's voice became cold.

The bloody-red color in the purple-robed man's eyes became more and more intense, and a breeze stirred up around him. In a moment, it turned into a violent demonic wind capable of overturning everything, and it swept out with a bang!

"Idiot, you actually want to escape from Qingluan Mountain. Once detected by the temple, the two of us will die without a place to be buried!" Mo Yuan grabbed Ji Yuenian in his hands and laughed wildly, "Just a flesh and blood of a human, and you want me to share such a huge risk with you? Qing Yan, you really have a good plan!"

Qing Yan's face was cold, obviously she never expected Mo Yuan to change his face so quickly, but the next moment she slightly raised the corners of her lips and said, "Look at what you are holding?"

Mo Yuan looked down, Ji Yuenian in his hand turned into countless white lights and dissipated, and the real Ji Yuenian slowly emerged at Qing Yan's feet!

Qing Yan was a mountain ghost and was best at playing illusionary spells. After Mo Yuan tore off Ji Yuenian's right arm, Ji Yuenian was taken back to her side quietly by her.

Mo Yuan's complexion was a little ugly, and his yellow-brown eyes showed a hint of resentment as he gritted his teeth, "It's just a human and it is harmless. But if you want to escape, I will definitely report to the Ancient Temple. If I report to the Ancient Temple, maybe it can be exchanged for hundreds of years of lifespan, which is also an unexpected joy."

Hearing those words, Qing Yan's face sank.

"Why, are you afraid?" Mo Yuan said with a sullen smile, "Give this human to me, I will consider it, and help you hide it for the time being."

The girl tapped her toes on the ground.

Her figure slowly floated in the air, with a pale white halo lingering around her, and she coldly said, "I'm afraid that even if I hand it over to you, you won't help me hide it. Well, this is my negligence. Although I have done all the calculations, I have never predicted the demon wolf Mo Yuan, who used to control a demon city by himself, at this time, has lost all his heart and soul. He is so useless like a dog, wagging his tail and begging for more time to live from the Ancient Temple."

Mo Yuan's complexion changed several times, and finally turned into a sneer with a little embarrassment and anger, "You actually want to attack me? A mountain ghost who’s at the initial stage of True Dao Realm?”

"Initial stage of True Dao Realm… " Qing Yan murmured in a low voice, and between her sleeves, countless bright white lights gathered together, "Spiritual Curse."

The Spiritual Curse! A spell that could only be cast by ghosts in the late stage of the True Dao Realm!

"Late stage of True Dao Realm!"

Mo Yuan's eyes were slightly dark as he raised his head to look at the white light behind the girl, his hands turned into sharp claws, and he quickly pinched out several incomparably complicated claw runes. The monster's huge body was firmly protected in it.

The white light finally took shape completely, and condensed a ferocious giant claw that was more than ten feet wide. It swept down accompanied by the fierce howling wind and furiously grabbed Mo Yuan!

Boom!

The white light exploded, and Mo Yuan's body was blown dozens of feet away, embedded at the base of the mountain, leaving the whole mountain in an eerie silence.

The mountain ghost Qing Yan stood still in the air, and her expression did not slacken in the slightest.

Mo Yuan was in the Late Stage of the True Dao Realm, and had the body of a real demon. Although her cultivation base also broke through to the Late stage of True Dao Realm not long ago, her main body was that of a mountain ghost that was relatively illusory. Even the manifestation of the mountain ghost dharma was weaker than that.

Aww-ooh!

The dull but ferocious wolf howls echoed all over the mountains.

The base of the mountain trembled slightly, and from time to time, large pieces of gravel rolled down from it along with countless cracks, and it seemed that something terrifying was awakening within it.

Boom!

The crack finally spread to the limit, and the entire mountain completely burst apart.

An incomparably huge figure gradually appeared amidst the smoke and dust.

Standing more than seven feet tall, he had a black-armor encompassing his body, and his purple-black fur shone with hellish dark light with a tinge of purple. His monstrous head swayed slightly, and his mighty imposing power proved that this upper realm demon wolf finally showed his terrifying body.

"Ignorant ghost, even if you have an upper hand in terms of cultivation base, you are just a ghost that can be crushed by the back of my palm!"

The hoarse and dull voice turned into invisible sound waves, surging towards Qing Yan.

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