Ascension Day

Chapter 269: Chapter 128: Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Fire

“This First Emperor is so domineering!”

Upon hearing this, Da Zhong couldn’t help but want to fly out of Xu Ying’s Sea of Chaos. However, because Xu Ying had been using it to smash all sorts of Magical Treasures, its injuries were even worse than before, and it couldn’t fly. Still, it praised, “This man is a true hero. We must meet him.”

The ritual sacrifice had now stopped, so it no longer posed a threat to Xu Ying and Yuan Qi’s Secret Treasuries. Xu Ying also wanted to go back and see what Emperor Shi’s Ancestral Dragon looked like.

The voice he had just heard felt familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before—more than once, in fact.

But reason told him that now was the perfect time to get away from Xu Fu. ‘If I don’t leave now, it’ll be impossible to get away later!’

Xu Ying and the Big Snake charged toward the entrance of the Lishan Mausoleum, one after the other. From behind them, they heard Xu Fu’s voice. “Your Majesty, this servant has returned from seeking the Immortal Elixir overseas with the Immortal. I have just used the Immortal Elixir to awaken Your Majesty.”

“So this is the Immortal Elixir? We can feel it.”

Hearing this, Xu Ying leaped onto Yuan Qi’s neck, turned around, and activated his Celestial Eye to gaze into the distance.

Yuan Qi was already struggling greatly because his belly was stuffed with too many Magical Treasure Fragments. With Xu Ying’s added weight, the strain was even worse. Fortunately, his Mud Pill, Yellow Court, Jade Pool, and Jiang Palace Secret Treasuries were all open, so his physique, strength, and recovery speed were far greater than before.

He continued rushing toward the Lishan Mausoleum’s entrance while Xu Ying focused all his power on looking toward the seven streams of Ascension Radiance. From so far away, even with his Celestial Eye, he could only make out a very faint silhouette.

The Golden Coffin was open, and a figure floated amidst the seven streams of Ascension Radiance. The lingering essence of the Immortal Elixir, stirred up by the great ritual, was flowing into that figure’s body.

“The Immortal Elixir you found is excellent. But where is Our Immortal? He is not dead yet?”

As Xu Ying stared from afar, he suddenly felt a pair of impossibly bright eyes shine upon him, their gaze landing right on his body!

“Lord Qi, faster!” Xu Ying’s body tensed.

He didn’t feel such immense pressure when facing Xu Fu, but confronting the Ancestral Dragon gave him a sudden, bloodcurdling feeling. He felt that if he didn’t leave, he might die right here!

‘In one of my past lives, I must have been persecuted by the Ancestral Dragon!’ he thought.

None of his other “past life” memories had awakened, yet just encountering the Ancestral Dragon and hearing his voice was enough to make Xu Ying’s blood run cold. He suspected he must have suffered greatly at the Ancestral Dragon’s side.

Besides him, many other Qi Refiners and Nuo Masters were also fleeing. Many had been injured during the great ritual; their Grotto Heavens were in tatters, and their Cultivation Power was a shadow of its former self.

Because Yuan Qi had eaten too many Magical Treasure Fragments, his speed had slowed. Seeing this, Xu Ying immediately surged his Qi Blood and activated Yuan Qi, wielding him like a treasure.

Yuan Qi’s speed instantly increased, and he rejoiced inwardly. ‘When Ying wields me like this, it saves me so much effort. Wait a minute, am I a Magical Treasure? Why can I be wielded?’ He was a little baffled.

Xu Ying was the first to charge out of the Lishan Mausoleum. Just as he emerged, he heard a familiar voice from behind him. “Xu Demon King, have you been well?”

Xu Ying was greatly shaken. He turned to see Yuan Weiyang and several women of the Yuan Family rushing out of the Lishan Mausoleum. Behind Yuan Weiyang was Lady Yuan, who was helping to support Elder Lady Yuan. As for the cyan-robed Uncle Xiao, he stood right beside Yuan Weiyang.

Although they looked a bit disheveled, they didn’t seem to have any major problems.

Xu Ying hurriedly slid down from Yuan Qi’s head, took a few quick strides to Yuan Weiyang’s side, and grasped her left hand, whispering, “I’ve missed you these past few days. And the rouge on your lips…”

Yuan Qi was dumbfounded. Zhu Chanchan, sitting inside Yuan Qi’s mouth, pushed up with her hands, making Yuan Qi open his mouth even wider. The young girl sat in the Big Snake’s mouth, her legs dangling over his lower jaw, her hands cupping her cheeks as she watched the scene with great interest.

Little Fengxian, Hua Xianchen, and the others also rushed out of the Lishan Mausoleum and stared at the scene in astonishment. Other Qi Refiners streamed out one after another. They were all in a wretched state, and seeing this confrontation, they thought a battle was about to break out between the Qi Refiners and the Nuo Masters. They hurriedly mustered their remaining strength and prepared their respective Magical Treasures.

Hua Xianchen raised a hand to stop them, whispering, “It’s not what you think! The thing is… the Immortal has grabbed a certain young master’s hand…” She frowned, not knowing how to continue.

Inside Xu Ying’s mind, Da Zhong was overcome with glee, laughing so hard it made broken, grinding sounds. “GRIND… GRIND…”

Uncle Xiao’s expression darkened as he stared at Xu Ying’s hand.

Lady Yuan and Elder Lady Yuan also fixed their gazes on Xu Ying’s hand. Lady Yuan’s lips twitched, but she said nothing. The Elder Lady’s phoenix-headed cane creaked in her tight grip.

Yuan Weiyang was also flustered. ‘He’s seen through my disguise? He looks so simple-minded, but did he actually know I was Yuan Rushi all along? Then all those times he kissed me and tried to undo my clothes…’

Her face flushed crimson, and she could no longer maintain her identity as Young Master Weiyang. Unable to remain aloof, she whispered, “I… I’ll take you to meet my family.”

Gone was the noble composure of Young Master Weiyang, replaced by a more girlish air. She took Xu Ying’s hand and walked toward Lady Yuan and Elder Lady Yuan.

“Mother…”

Lady Yuan’s gaze hardened. Yuan Weiyang’s hand trembled, and she immediately let go of Xu Ying. Reverting to her identity as Young Master Weiyang, she became emotionless and detached, saying, “Mother, Elder Lady, this is Xu Ying. You have met him before.”

Lady Yuan put on a smile and nodded lightly. “The last time Young Master Xu came to stay with the Yuan Family, we were unable to fulfill our duties as hosts. We feel quite terrible about that.”

Xu Ying smiled. “Xu Ying greets you, Lady Yuan, and you, Elder Lady.”

The two women nodded lightly and led Yuan Weiyang away. Yuan Weiyang’s expression had returned to its usual distant aloofness. She said to Xu Ying, “Xu Master, we shall part ways here.”