The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Fu Haitang furrowed his brow and shook his head. 'This has gotten out of hand!'

The Spirit Sword embedded in the field shot out of the ground in an instant. With a single, slanted strike, he met the incoming Innate Divine Techniques from numerous Demon Kings. He couldn't possibly block them all alone, so he could only use their momentum to retreat back into the array.

The Breath and Material Union Technique that Fu Haitang cultivated integrated the seven great Sword Peaks: Sharpness, Pride, Severance, Point, Pierce, Cleave, and Heart. His move was meant to neutralize the force and borrow its momentum. Though he couldn't neutralize the force, he did manage to borrow the momentum. Before the Divine Techniques even arrived, the members of the Human Race had already moved to evade.

When Tian Sisi had stepped forward, he never imagined she could shatter Kui Ran's demon body with a single slash. Now, things like Spirit Stones, or Chen Dong and Meng Yingluo, were no longer important to him. As long as Tian Sisi could reach her full potential, what was there to fear from the Demon Race scourge?

Countless Divine Techniques chased them to the thick Guardian Array, creating a continuous roar. The array immediately lit up, and the many experienced members of the Demon Race instantly retreated. A brilliant light burst forth from the Guardian Array, illuminating the area in front of it. The demons either fled far away or cast spells to block it, while the lesser demon beasts were directly turned to ash by the array's light.

To the Demon Race, this Guardian Array was an insurmountable natural barrier.

After a long while, the dust settled before the array, and the Demon Race gathered once more.

"Fu Haitang, you old coot! Just hand over that female cultivator from before, and we of the Demon Race can promise to retreat ten thousand li and not invade for a hundred years!"

"Yes, yes! The Path of the Cyan Emperor must not be allowed to remain in this world! Hand over the female cultivator, and everything is negotiable!"

Fu Haitang felt a headache coming on. 'How did things develop like this?' Ignoring the shouts of the Demon Kings, he turned his gaze to Zisang Jin and demanded, "Why didn't you tell me something so important? Otherwise, there's no way I would have let Junior Sister Tian expose herself!"

Zisang Jin just gave a couple of awkward laughs, avoiding the question.

Fu Haitang was speechless. Fuming, he said, "Send a message to Chen Dong. Tell him to run. He'll have to hide within the Demon Race's territory. I estimate this situation won't be resolved for a year or two!"

Hearing this, Tian Sisi's figure blurred as she made to walk out of the array.

Fu Haitang quickly blocked her. "My dear Junior Sister Tian, what do you think you're doing now?"

"I'm going to find Chen Dong!" Tian Sisi's voice was cold, as if devoid of all emotion.

Fu Haitang stood resolutely in her way. "There are over a hundred Nascent Soul Great Demons out there who want to eat you alive! You still dare to go out?"

There was not a trace of fear in Tian Sisi's eyes.

Fu Haitang was helpless. 'Just as expected of someone who cultivates the Path of Extreme Emotion,' he thought. 'Where emotion leads the heart, the sword is sure to follow.'

Although this path granted immense power, its requirements and restrictions were many. It demanded not only astonishing natural talent, but also a heart devoted to emotion. Moreover, this path had a major flaw.

After the Cyan Emperor passed away, the Cyan Sky Sect sought out many geniuses to cultivate this path, but none could even begin. The original Daoist Technique was stored on the Cyan Sword Peak, where the Cyan Emperor had once resided, and Fu Haitang had no idea how Zisang Jin had managed to pass this path on to Tian Sisi.

If a cultivator on this path could not "sever the Dao to perceive the self and merge emotion into the Dao," they would be stuck at the Nascent Soul realm, forever unable to break through to Divinity Transformation. Even the astoundingly talented Cyan Emperor was trapped by this his entire life. He was called the Cyan Emperor because he always wore cyan robes and single-handedly suppressed the Demon Race for a thousand years.

Zisang Jin said, looking a little embarrassed, "It seemed like too much trouble at the time, so I just gave Junior Sister all of the Cultivation Techniques from Cyan Sword Peak in one go. Who knew she would end up choosing this one."

Since things had already come to this, Fu Haitang couldn't say much more. Instead, he asked via a concealed voice transmission, "The person Junior Sister Tian has anchored her emotions to... it's not Chen Dong, is it?"

Zisang Jin took a step back and nodded apologetically.

Fu Haitang instantly felt his head was about to split. He reflexively tore out two strands of his already sparse beard. The Path of Extreme Emotion was not only difficult to begin and advance in; its greatest flaw was that if the person one's emotions were anchored to died, the power of the technique would instantly collapse. The cultivator's cultivation would fade away, and they would become a mortal.

The Cyan Emperor's death had happened for this very reason. The person his emotions were anchored to had died before he could "sever the Dao to perceive the self and merge emotion into the Dao." His technique shattered, turning him into a mere mortal. His lifespan of over a thousand years was exhausted in an instant, and he passed away in meditation.

At this moment, Fu Haitang wanted to tear Zisang Jin to pieces. 'If she knew Chen Dong was the one Junior Sister Tian's emotions are anchored to, why would she let him leave the array? Shouldn't he have been kept under the tightest protection?'

Zisang Jin sent a voice transmission in reply, "I gave him a Walking Token and was checking his location every day! Who knew that in just one day he would run outside the Guardian Array and stir up this kind of trouble!"

Fu Haitang thought it over and over but didn't know what to do. The Path of Extreme Emotion was incredibly difficult, but once started, a cultivator's combat prowess would be absolutely top-tier. As long as Tian Sisi could break through to the Nascent Soul realm, even if she couldn't slay the entire Demon Race, she could at least reclaim the Human Race's lost territories.

But right now, Tian Sisi's cultivation was still shallow, and the person her emotions were anchored to was outside the array. The situation was enough to make Fu Haitang's very soul crack from worry.

"Sect Leader, please step aside!" Tian Sisi said, staring at Fu Haitang.

How could Fu Haitang step aside? Although Tian Sisi currently possessed the ability to kill Nascent Soul experts of a higher level, her willpower and cultivation base were not enough to support her in a fight against hundreds of Nascent Soul Demon Kings.

"Junior Sister Tian, don't be hasty! Your Senior Brother will think of a way!"

Zisang Jin grabbed Tian Sisi's hand. "Let me go instead. I'll go and bring Chen Dong back for you!"

Tian Sisi looked at Zisang Jin, a question in her eyes. "Senior Sister?"

"Don't worry. Right now, I'm the only one in the entire Human Race who has a chance of succeeding! It was my negligence that allowed Chen Dong to leave the array, so it should be me who goes. Besides, he has my Walking Token on him, so I can sense his location."

Fu Haitang looked like he wanted to speak but held his tongue. There was no better solution than to let Zisang Jin go. Just as Zisang Jin had said, she was the only one in the Human Race who could possibly bring Chen Dong back from the Demon Realm.

Zisang Jin raised her hand, conjuring a peach blossom, and handed it to Tian Sisi.

"As long as this peach blossom has not wilted, you are not to leave the array!"