Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1181: The Human Race’s Grand Plan

Prince Moonbreak had a malicious glimpse in his eyes as he attacked with lightning speed using his scaled claw, aiming straight for Liu Suzi’s neck.

“Whoosh!” Xuanyuan Yiyi’s sword automatically unsheathed and performed a crescent slash, preventing the claw from coming closer.

He pulled his hand back and hid it beneath his sleeve as he said: “I gave you face yet you want none. Don’t think Aquamoon Paradise is all that because when we get serious, we can massacre all of you. If you spend the night with me, I will let go of this issue. Otherwise, I guarantee that your outcome... will be rather pitiful.”

He was arrogant and looked down on even immemorial demons. A saintess from a human holy ground was nothing more than a toy in his eyes.

He had no intention of actually pursuing or marrying her. This was unacceptable because the royal families of the immemorial demons didn’t tolerate half-demons.

The answer came in the form of a sword energy shooting through the air, cutting down part of his long hair. It fell to the ground and turned into a piece of fishy tentacle.

The sixth city lord of Chaos personally came to stop these two from fighting.

Prince Moonbreak had a twisted expression. He gazed at Yiyi one last time and sneered: “We’ll see who will save you at the conference.”

He glared at Suzi and added: “You too. Let’s go.”

The sixth city lord didn’t like the arrogant demons but he couldn’t let two geniuses fight right now, hence his helpless expression.

Feiyun frowned while watching the demons depart: “That prince isn’t this dumb, he knows how strong Aquamoon is right now yet he still came to provoke Xuanyuan Yiyi, isn’t this a declaration of war between his clan and Aquamoon?”

“It’ll be against all humans.” Ximen Chuixiao said with a smile: “They have been hiding their strength and resources for so long, always expanding on the Myriad Race battlefield. The upper echelons will use this conference to show that humans are equal to any immemorial demon branch. Aquamoon Deity has done the first step to build morale.”

“What does this have to do with the prince provoking Yiyi?” Feiyun asked. Ximen Chuixiao seemed to know everything about the human race.

Who is he? Can’t be a nobody.

Chuixiao knew what he was thinking and said: “It’s no secret, the upper echelon isn’t hiding this, they want to be just as arrogant as the demons to reach the same rank.”

“I see, the demons know this as well and want to kill the momentum. Just one branch alone cannot defeat all humans or at the very least, they’ll suffer grievous losses. Since Aquamoon Deity is leading the humans, it is best to start with Aquamoon Saintess. He came to challenge her and let other demons know what they plan to do.” Feiyun said.

“It’s a good plan. On the surface, he seemed offended after being refused by her, this is a good reason to make a move against her at the conference. After capturing her and making him his yin cauldron, Aquamoon’s status as the spiritual leader of the humans will decline.” Chuixiao said.

“If this works, humans won’t be able to shine brightly enough in the conference to take it to the next level.” Feiyun smiled and said.

“Yes, the hard-earned momentum will crater.” Chuixiao said: “Now, I’m curious about how the other demon branches will make their move.”

“Don’t we just have to follow the saintess to find out?” Feiyun smiled.

Humans have waited long for this moment and he brought the eastern wind by revealing the truth about them being the leader during Time Immemorial.

The question was - how strong?

He knew that there was at least another saint among humans - the daoist who used Immeasurable Tower to destroy Xiao Nuolan. This must be part of the human race’s hidden power.

Since demons wanted to declare war, they would start from Aquamoon. Following Yiyi was the right decision.

The two followed Yiyi to a majestic palace. The entrance had a large plaque with the character “Void” written powerfully.

Two old men stood before the palace, possessing glints in their eyes and high spirits.

Yiyi and Suzi presented their invitation card and came inside.

“The four fairies are having a banquet here to celebrate the rising heroes of the human race, all the guests are famous geniuses, even lower-ranking princes from the central dynasties might not be eligible to enter. This is a rare event, we’re so lucky.” Chuixiao smiled.

“Do you have an invitation card?” Feiyun asked.

“I just happen to have two.” He rubbed his palms together and presented two cads.

He gave one to Feiyun and they strutted through the entrance.

Feiyun had heard of “Void” long ago. This was an ancient lineage famous for having powerful cultivators and world-class beauties.

If there was a ranking for the ten greatest beauties in each generation, Void would occupy at least three spots.

It looked like a palace from the outside but the scene inside was entirely different. Calling it a minor world was not out of line.

Islands floated in the air among the mist and fog. A white flood dragon pulled a carriage with a beautiful woman sitting inside - an unforgettable scene.

Ximen Chuixiao walked slowly with a flute in his hand and said: “The first half of life should be wine, love, wealth, and power. The latter half is all about family. That’s a successful life. For cultivators, one should revel with a blade in one hand and a beauty in the other. As for the so-called pursuit of the dao, keke, if one can’t understand the dao of humanity, how can they pursue the immortal dao?”

“Yes, can’t reach the void and zen without experiencing the seven emotions and six desires first.” Feiyun agreed as his clothes fluttered in the wind.

“Brother Feng, we are so alike. Tonight, let us showcase our skills and each brings back a beauty, haha!”

The two of them chatted while climbing up a floating island. They entered a crystal palace and were served by a dozen maids - all gorgeous while wearing an imperial maid uniform and were at the Heaven’s Mandate realm.

Ximen Chuixiao immediately embraced two of them, scouting into their dress with his hands and rubbing their bosoms.

They didn’t mind at all because the participants included grand characters of the human race. If they could somehow win his grace and become his maids, their future would be far brighter.

“Rather be right on time than early. To see two familiar faces already, looks like it is my lucky day.” A ray descended at the entrance - a young gentleman dressed in a whistle scholarly robe.

He had a graceful demeanor, a clean-shaven face, and his hair was tied up in a bun by two white ribbons and a bronze pen.

Scholar Heaven Calculating!

He cupped his hand and bowed slightly at the two: “Brother Feng, Brother Ximen, long time no see.”

“Clearly calculated our arrival and came to ruin my fun.” Chuixiao thought to himself, having no love for the proper scholar.

He stopped groping the two young maids but still seated them on his laps, choosing to caress their thighs instead and sipping wine from their fragrant lips in indulgence.