Chapter 113 – It’s The Tea

When Gu Suihan saw that Mo Yuluo had fallen into deep thought and wasn’t talking anymore, he rapped his knuckles on the table and held up the gray, round dantian in his hand.

The message he was sending was obvious to someone as intelligent as Mo Yuluo. Her expression fell as she said, “Are you threatening me?”

Gu Suihan chuckled without saying anything, but the threat in his demeanor was even more obvious now.

Mo Yuluo fell silent. Gu Suihan’s intentions were very clear. He was holding onto her mother’s dantian, which was as good as holding onto her very own life. But at the same time, her own father was the leader of the Seven Kill Sect.

Should she protect her mother’s soul and allow Gu Suihan to have his way? Or should she ignore his threat and watch him wipe her own mother out? She was now faced with a very difficult decision to make.

“Guess what I did before entering this secret realm?” Gu Suihan suddenly asked her a question out of nowhere, startling her out of her thoughts.

“What?”

Gu Suihan leaned forward and said in a slow voice, “I scattered more than a thousand jade slips with the Seven Kill Sect’s plans written on it.”

“What’s the use of doing that? Those people outside can’t get into the secret realm.” Mo Yuluo scoffed.

“But then they’ll know that the Seven Kill Sect doesn’t have that many Peak Leaders left to guard their territory right now. The sect is in danger.” Gu Suihan chuckled, heartlessness glinting in his eyes.

“You! You’re so wicked!” Mo Yuluo’s eyes bulged as she gritted her teeth. It had taken her several moments to squeeze those few words out through her fury.

“Aww, you’re too kind.”

Mo Yuluo stared at Gu Suihan’s slightly amused expression and the mysterious symbol in his eyes and finally asked what she had wondered about for a very long time, “Why are you so against the Seven Kill Sect? Did the Seven Kill Sect kill your previous body?”

“Tsk. Did you think anybody in the Seven Kill Sect could possibly do that? A bunch of cultivators merely at Nascent Change?”

Disdain was written all over Gu Suihan’s face. His ruthless smile, his contemptuous attitude, and his mocking eyes were filled with nothing but disdain for the sect.

“Merely at Nascent Change?” Mo Yuluo felt a trembling in her heart as terror seeped into it after she digested what Gu Suihan had just said. A terrifying conclusion popped into her mind. She couldn’t sit still anymore and stood up with a start. She pointed a trembling finger at him and said, “You…you…you weren’t just at Nascent Change. You…you were at Divine Soul?”

“I hate it when others threaten me and make use of me, treating me as a pawn and kicking me aside once I’m no longer of any use.” Gu Suihan’s defined features exuded a calmness that made him seem a level above mere mortals. “Very unfortunately, the Seven Kill Sect has done all of this.”

“Back then, I had gone far, far away from the sect and did not intend to become part of this mess at all. But the sect insisted on pulling me back in and even tried to hold me hostage with my soul fire. Guess what’s going to happen to all of you?” Gu Suihan quietly put away the little table and the tea set. His body was as straight, resilient, and unbridled as a pine tree growing on a cliff.

“We…we actually tried to take control of a senior at Divine Soul.” Mo Yuluo collapsed onto the ground, ignoring how messy her hair was as she murmured to herself in horror, “You…you turned out to be a senior at the Divine Soul stage.”

She could no longer produce that smile she usually had on her pretty face. Her expression was filled with despair as she stared straight at Gu Suihan with a defeated and listless look in her eyes.

“So, are you going to cooperate or not?” Gu Suihan had turned the tables. He stood up with that dantian still in his hands.

“Whether I cooperate or not, I’m going to die. Is there a difference?” uttered Mo Yuluo wearily. Her usually warm and melodious voice was now hoarse and bitter.

“There is a difference. If you cooperate, the Seven Kill Sect will be destroyed. If you don’t, this world will cease to exist.”

Gu Suihan looked down at the beautiful woman in front of him. He was like a high and mighty deity as he exuded the violent qi of the millions of souls he had wiped out.

“This world will cease to exist?!” Mo Yuluo exclaimed sadly and her sword that could freeze the entire pond in seconds leaped out of its sheath. She was prepared to die, like a moth flying into the fire. Snow and frost suddenly came raining down from the sky, her gleaming blade ringing like the call of the mythical Luanniao.

She knew she was going to die, but she was going to give it her all anyway. Even though any hope of killing Gu Suihan was as weak as a candlelight in the midst of pure darkness, Mo Yuluo wasn’t going to give up hope. She didn’t want to betray her father, but she didn’t want to watch Gu Suihan devour her mother’s soul either. The only thing she could do now was to put in her best effort and kill Gu Suihan. Even if she didn’t succeed, she would die without any guilt.

“How foolish. Like a mayfly hoping to sway a tree,” said Gu Suihan emotionlessly as the symbol in his eyes gleamed brightly and the sword hanging from his belt flew out from its sheath.

It was as though the world had been split into two.

One side was filled with a bloody, reddish mist, a billowing murderous qi accompanied by the screams and wails of vengeful spirits and wicked ghosts.

The other side was filled with snow and frost, murderous qi accumulated over millennia bursting forth like a glacier as the long screech of powerful mythical birds echoed.

“Sacrifice the Body to the Sword, to Last the Ages!” Mo Yuluo’s knuckles were white as she gripped her sword tightly. A determined look flashed in her pretty eyes as she stared at the unmoving Gu Suihan, who also had a sword in his hand. She held her sword perpendicular to her chest, bit her tongue, and sprayed three mouthfuls of blood out. Her face was already as white as a sheet, but she persevered, making hand seals with her left hand and moving her body as though she were dancing. Her strange yet mesmerizing dance moves deftly hid her sword that had already absorbed all her blood.

“I’ll show you what this sword can do.” Gu Suihan flew out as silently as a ghost, raising the bloodied mist like he had gathered clouds from the ends of the world, filling the sky like a river flooding the banks. Everything happened so quickly that it didn’t even create any spark or smoke to warn Mo Yuluo.

When Mo Yuluo saw the bloodied mist of sword Qi surging so powerfully toward her, her expression turned bitter. She knew she had not been careful enough. There was no way a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator could ever fathom the ways of an ancient cultivator at the Divine Soul stage.

Even though she didn’t think she stood a chance, and she knew that the situation was pretty much hopeless, the glint in her eyes shone even more brightly than before. They sparkled brilliantly like the stars in the night sky and gave off a glorious iridescence. As her lips parted slightly to speak, blood dribbled out. Her entire body seemed almost drained of all color, yet the sword in her hand buzzed almost loudly enough to burst an eardrum.

“Blood Sacrifice! Soul Sacrifice! To the Heavens! To the Earth! Kill and Destroy the Enemy!”

Her sword qi was like a phoenix spreading its wings, rising rapidly to break through the bloody waves above, chopping the vicious sword qi coming toward her. After she had sacrificed everything, she was able to break through the river of sword qi from the sky and thrust her sword toward Gu Suihan.

“Inches Away – Ends of the World!” Her gaze became one of despair as Gu Suihan shifted slightly, and the distance between them suddenly increased exponentially. She felt like she was 10,000 miles away from him. No matter how quickly she tried to advance, her sword simply could not get close enough to him to attack him.

“Light of Heavenly Frost!” she shouted. Her sword sent out dozens of black lines to cover the distance. The lines carried a bitter coldness, and it threatened to overwhelm Gu Suihan in seconds.

“Just as I had expected.” Mo Yuluo did not feel even the slightest joy. She sensed that her sword hadn’t stabbed into anything at all.

Pfft! Mo Yuluo clutched her chest and stared in shock at the man sitting calmly in front of her. He was seated at a small table carved beautifully from white jade. The smell of tea came from a teapot on the table and filled the air with its fragrance.

“So…so…it’s the tea!” Mo Yuluo seemed to have realized something and barely managed to say these words. Her gorgeous watery eyes slowly dimmed, and her fair arms fell weakly by her side to reveal a smooth, frosty white sword hilt, the wings of the phoenix on it spread wide like it was flying.

That was her own sword.

Gu Suihan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, who was no longer breathing, and sipped his tea. He took in the intoxicating fragrance of the tea and said, “It’s not tea. It’s a formation.”

There were light green runes on the bottom of the teapot that resembled decorative carvings.

That quaint little teapot was actually the formation eye.

“What a pity. You had such a determined heart for the Way. If you hadn’t run into me, you might have made it all the way to Nascent Change or further.”

Gu Suihan sighed quietly and waved his hand. Mo Yuluo’s pale but curvaceous body turned to powder and disappeared in the wind, along with the sword that was no longer sentient and had become nothing more than an ordinary blade.

“We were meant to be emotionless beings, but we have been put inside emotional bodies.”

Gu Suihan pondered these words that Mo Yuluo said and remained silent for a long time.

The water in the pond melted, and a gentle breeze blew lightly on the surface. However, the reflection in the water did not include Gu Suihan.

He was now several miles away from the pond. He held up the dantian with one hand, laughed, and pushed it into the area between his brows.

His quiet and weak spirit suddenly gave off a bright light like it was a starving wild animal. The moment Yun Lianyi’s dantian entered the body, the spirit instantly devoured it.

The cracks on his spirit were slowly healed, and the broken dao lines were now able to move a little. A vast and powerful air flowed out of Gu Suihan.

If you had to compare it to a sea, it would be a sea of blood whose waves could reach the sky.

If you had to compare it to a domain, it would be a combination of every hell in the world.