Chapter 50: The Sacred Sword Sect (Sixth Update)

"Interesting! Very interesting!" Nirlong pinched the red jade between his fingers and laughed heartily. "Hahaha, with such a grand celebration, how could I possibly not attend?"

"Very well, then let us welcome the Dao Lord Nirlong!" Bing Changtian cupped his hands. "Farewell!"

"Take care!" Nirlong waved his hand.

Watching Bing Changtian’s departing figure, Nirlong exhaled a long breath. "At last, Yu’er’s vengeance can be fulfilled!"

By this point, he had seen through Bing Changtian’s grand design with perfect clarity. It was nothing more than a plan to kill the little princess and the young Lord Chen at her side during the celebration—right on the spot.

"This Bing Changtian is truly merciless," Nirlong sighed softly. "To go so far as to kill his own daughter with his own hands… How terrifying."

"A man like this cannot be befriended deeply," he thought. "Once he returns the Myriad Realms to me, I must sever all ties immediately."

To go to such lengths just to scheme against his own flesh and blood… He must be utterly mad!

...

The Sword Saint Sect, as the other great Heaven-level sect of the Southern Domain, was no less imposing in its architecture.

Within the main hall of the sect, Bing Changtian had already arrived and saluted. "Bing Changtian, Lord of the Southern Domain City, pays respects to the Sect Master of the Sword Saint Sect."

The Sect Master was an elder with half-white hair, named Gongsun Changming.

Gongsun Changming showed little expression, his brows slightly furrowed. "The Lord of Southern Domain City visits so suddenly—may I ask the purpose of your visit?"

"A joyous occasion! A most auspicious event!" Bing Changtian smiled. "As everyone knows, some days ago, the Tomb of the Demon Emperor deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains was suddenly disturbed, causing the Demon Emperor to revive. All the major powers sent their strongest to subdue it, but in the end, it was our little princess of the Southern Domain City who retrieved a painting bestowed by a Sage and suppressed the Demon Emperor, sparing our land from disaster.

Such a joyous and momentous event deserves a grand celebration. Our city will host a festival to honor the little princess, and I hope the Sect Master will do us the honor of attending and celebrating with us!"

With that, Bing Changtian offered a piece of red jade to Gongsun Changming.

"To suppress a revived Demon Emperor is indeed worthy of celebration," Gongsun Changming replied with a faint smile as he accepted the jade. "Very well. I shall attend."

"Then I shall await your arrival in Southern Domain City!" Bing Changtian lost no time and turned to leave.

As soon as he turned, the gentle smile on his face twisted into a cold sneer.

Weakening the Sword Saint Sect’s power was also part of his plan. Thus, Gongsun Changming must be eliminated.

Not long after, a slender and stunningly beautiful woman, Nalan Ruoshui, appeared in the great hall.

"Sect Master, this is a trap. You must not go," Nalan Ruoshui said, glancing toward the entrance.

"Elder Nalan, why do you say so?" Gongsun Changming asked curiously.

Nalan Ruoshui spoke slowly, "From what I learned in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the little princess of Southern Domain City was born of a concubine, and her mother was long ago murdered by the principal wife."

"Is that so?" Gongsun Changming’s eyes brightened, showing keen interest. "Go on."

"The little princess has also been burdened with a Heavenly Fire curse placed by the principal wife, suppressing her Frost Sutra. The King of Southern Domain has already abandoned her; all these years, she has only had an old servant named Hua for company," Nalan Ruoshui continued. "Back in the mountains, the eldest princess even ordered her servants to kill the little princess, but they failed. In the end, after the little princess used the painting given by Young Lord Chen to seal the revived Demon Emperor, the eldest princess was forced to her death.

Therefore, the Southern Domain King can only hate the little princess—he would never hold a celebration for her. This so-called festival is most likely a deadly trap!"

Gongsun Changming drew a sharp breath, his expression now grave. "If that is so, then it truly seems to be a trap—a deadly trap for the little princess. How ruthless the Southern Domain King is, to lay such a grand scheme just to kill his own daughter!"

"I fear he intends not only to kill the little princess, but also the Young Lord Chen at her side," Nalan Ruoshui said solemnly. "Since the two are close, and no one knows what Young Lord Chen might do if only the little princess is killed, the Southern Domain King must slay them both together!"

"That makes sense," Gongsun Changming nodded. "A pity for Young Lord Chen, who only gave the little princess a painting, yet now faces mortal peril."

"Hmph!" Nalan Ruoshui snorted softly. "The Southern Domain King is far from capable of killing Young Lord Chen."

"Elder Nalan, you seem to have great confidence in him," Gongsun Changming remarked in mild surprise.

"Of course!" Nalan Ruoshui drew herself up proudly. "Young Lord Chen’s painting was powerful enough to seal the revived Demon Emperor. Such a terrifying figure—what means could the Southern Domain King possibly have to kill him?"

"Indeed, such a person cannot be so easily destroyed. The Southern Domain King is likely digging his own grave this time," Gongsun Changming agreed. "It’s just a pity that I’ll have no chance to meet this Young Lord Chen."

Nalan Ruoshui shook her head regretfully. "If only I could meet him, the prestige of our Sword Saint Sect would soar to unprecedented heights."

"Yes, truly a pity," Gongsun Changming echoed.

But then Nalan Ruoshui said suddenly, "Sect Master, when the time comes, allow me to visit Southern Domain City. I will keep my distance and observe from afar—if I can so much as glimpse Young Lord Chen, I will be satisfied. And if there is a chance to make his acquaintance, that would be ideal!"

"Excellent idea!" Gongsun Changming’s eyes lit up. "Elder Nalan, we shall proceed as you suggest."

...

White Emperor City.

The City Lord’s Mansion.

On this day, a grand and luxurious flying vessel swept down from the heavens. On its prow, several golden characters glittered: Lord’s Mansion of Southern Domain City!

With the arrival of this vessel, the entire White Emperor City was thrown into an uproar.

"Heavens, is that the Lord’s Mansion of Southern Domain City? Is the Southern Domain King himself here?"

"Damn, the Southern Domain King has come to our city—am I seeing things?"

"The Southern Domain King is a figure of incredible stature—why would he suddenly come to White Emperor City? Could he be here to visit the legendary Young Lord Chen?"

The city boiled with excitement, with exclamations echoing everywhere.

Accompanied by Old Hua, Nangong Ba, and Huangfu Meng, Bing Muer rushed out from the mansion.

She raised her eyes to the approaching flying vessel, her flawless face frosted with chill, silent and stern.

"What’s going on? Why has the Southern Domain King suddenly come to White Emperor City?" Nangong Ba was flustered—compared to the Southern Domain King, his status as city lord of White Emperor City was utterly insignificant.