Thinking of what he had just said, Yaohua was filled with doubts. "You just said this is the Demon Sword. What did you mean?"
Immortal Muyang also walked over. Hearing this, he got a bit angry. "In my life of forging magical tools, none of them has ever had anything to do with the Demon Race. You'd better explain yourself. Don't slander me!"
"I'm not wrong." Gusongyue's gaze fell on the sword. "The Ice Crystal Jade Essence is an extremely yin thing and a perfect tonic for the demons. Even the immortals in the Celestial Realm who are in charge of ice and snow can hardly withstand it, let alone you, a phoenix with a natural yang attribute."
It was hard to say that Zhao Jun's gathering so many criminal immortals to mine ores had nothing to do with this thing.
"The Ice Crystal Jade Essence is extremely rare and extremely powerful. Ordinary demons can hardly make use of it. Only the natural and pure - blooded Demon Royal Family has the ability to control it."
Gusongyue smiled. "But you don't need to worry."
Realizing what he was going to say, Yaohua subconsciously tried to stop him, but it was already too late.
"You've formed a blood contract with someone from my Demon Royal Family, so you're already half a demon. Even though you have the phoenix bloodline, with this contract mark on you, you can control this sword."
Yaohua expressionlessly touched her forehead.
She never thought that she could subdue this sword thanks to this contract mark.
Gusongyue's explanation made Immortal Muyang's expression relax. He took out a bamboo slip from somewhere and started writing on it.
"People only know that the Ice Crystal Jade Essence is a good material for forging tools, but they don't know about this. As a master tool - forger, I mustn't miss such information again."
Everyone was both amused and speechless.
Just then, the ground suddenly trembled slightly.
Heavy footsteps came from afar and soon reached them.
They saw a group of spirit beasts with ill - fitting shackles on them. On each of them sat a criminal immortal in strange clothes, looking down at them haughtily.
The person in the lead was extremely familiar, so familiar that Yaohua broke out in a cold sweat.
"Wasn't that person beheaded by you and thrown off the cliff?" Immortal Muyang was also terrified. "How is he alive again? And he's brought so many people and so many spirit beasts!"
Fairy Ziying stepped forward and vaguely blocked them behind her. "These spirit beasts have been in slumber since entering the ice field. To subdue so many spirit beasts at once, this person must have put in a lot of effort."
Seemingly sensing their gazes, Zhao Jun stroked the deep sword scar across his neck.
"Little bitch, long time no see."
The way he spoke this time was different from before. Every word was no longer filled with hatred for Yaohua.
Yaohua tightened her grip on the sword and remained calm.
She remembered clearly that she had clearly cut off Zhao Jun's head that day, separating his head from his body. But she didn't know where he got the ability to climb up from the bottom of the bottomless abyss and repair this body!
Not getting a response from Yaohua, Zhao Jun laughed and his gaze fell on Gusongyue.
"I've long admired you, Uncle. Uncle, you've been trapped in the ice field for a long time. It's time for you to go back."
"Who are you?" Gusongyue looked curiously at this demon hiding in a living - dead body. "Demons have their own original bodies. Why do you hide in a mortal body?"
"I'm the crown prince of the current Demon Race. Zhao Ying, Uncle, if you come with me, there will surely be a place for you when we rule the Divine Continent in the future."
Gusongyue seemed to let out a laugh. "Back then, when I was the Demon Crown Prince, I didn't dare to say such big words. Nowadays, the younger generations are really more and more powerful."
"Uncle, times have changed. Now our Demon Race is strong and powerful. We're no longer like before, allowing these gods to act willfully. You can rest assured." Zhao Jun was confident. "Uncle, come here."
Gusongyue didn't move for a long time. "Did you come here with so many people just to pick me up today?"
"Uncle is wise. Please hand over that treasure. I'll immediately order them to retreat."
"I don't have any treasure. You've got the wrong person." Gusongyue shook his head. "You all should leave here quickly."
"Uncle, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit." Zhao Jun's eyes glinted with a hint of threat.
As his voice fell, the criminal immortals riding the spirit beasts all gathered around.
Yaohua drew out the sword she had just subdued.
The sword reflected her clear eyes.
Just right. Let Zhao Jun test this newly - subdued precious sword.
"I'll overlook your rudeness as you're a junior. You'd better go back." Gusongyue's expression was calm. "If you insist on breaking the peace here, I won't let you go."
"Uncle, don't think I don't know. On this ice field, except for the snow demons, no one can use spiritual power. You have great cultivation, but it's useless here. You're just bluffing."
Gusongyue patiently listened to him finish and then smiled. His gaze was calm. "Since it's bluffing, can you let me have three moves?"
"Not to mention three moves, even thirty moves or three thousand moves, I can let you have them."
"Good, then three thousand moves. Let me see how capable you, a junior, are. Whether you can really offer me a place."
Zhao Jun was confident and didn't take him seriously at all. He readily agreed.
"Yaohua."
Yaohua, who was suddenly called, was a bit dazed. What did he want her to do?
"You go and have a duel with him on Uncle's behalf. See how strong he really is."
What uncle?
That blood contract didn't count at all!
Seeing Zhao Jun's expression change, Gusongyue laughed. "Won't you be able to let three thousand moves if it's a different person?"
"A promise is a promise. Uncle, rest assured. I'm a man of my word. Even if it's her, so what?"
Fairy Ziying hesitated for a moment and finally stepped aside.
Under the gazes from all directions, Yaohua drew out her sword.
"Wait!"
"What else does Uncle instruct?"
"Since it's a duel, it's not very appropriate for you to ride a spirit beast. Why don't you abandon the spirit beast and have a real duel with Yaohua? So that I can be convinced when I lose and hand over that treasure sincerely."
Wasn't this supposed to be a life - and - death battle?
Why did it become a duel in Gusongyue's mouth?
Also, what on earth was that treasure? Why was Zhao Jun so concerned about it?
"I dare not disobey Uncle's order."
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jun jumped off the spirit beast.
He looked at Yaohua with a sinister look on his face. "Come on."
Yaohua's swordsmanship was excellent. Every sword strike aimed at Zhao Jun's vital points. Before the three - thousandth move, Zhao Jun showed signs of defeat.
He wanted to strike back several times but was stopped by Gusongyue's words.
"As the crown prince of the Demon Race, surely you can keep your word, right?"
Under everyone's noses, Zhao Jun could only endure the hatred.
Tear -
Yaohua's sword cut through the silk on his body, revealing his battered body inside.
Yaohua just glanced at it and quickly averted her eyes.
The three - thousandth move had come, and Zhao Jun rushed forward.