Chapter 132: Evil Conspiracies, Benevolent Soul Transference

Human emotions are truly strange. Perhaps you love someone deeply and wish them happiness, but when your own happiness is put to the test, you’ll do anything to retain that love. Maybe not you—but July is such a girl.

Liu Yi’s madness caused his “Lanelfina Qing” cultivation technique to continuously generate immense energy. As the twelfth level of “Lanelfina Qing” activated, the heavenly fire burned more fiercely throughout his body. In an instant, Liu Yi felt his blood boiling and his skin splitting. All he could think of was blood—he needed it to extinguish the heavenly fire within him.

In a state of madness, Liu Yi attacked the man in black at random. Yet clearly, this man was no ordinary swordsman. With a slight shift in his steps and a gentle movement, he effortlessly dodged Liu Yi’s sword strikes. The frenzied Liu Yi could no longer wield his sword at full speed. At that moment, the man in black raised his silver-white sword, emitting a burst of white light, and with a clang, it sliced Liu Yi’s “Sorrowful Dream” sword to the ground. Without making any further attack, the sword quickly returned to the man’s hand. As soon as “Sorrowful Dream” hit the ground, the man in black moved swiftly and appeared right in front of Liu Yi. The mad Liu Yi couldn’t react in time. In a flash, several vital points on his body were controlled, and darkness enveloped him. His last memory was a pair of evil eyes—then… he knew nothing more.

Looking at the fallen Liu Yi, July didn’t seem afraid of the men in black. She slowly walked up to him, gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said, “Please forgive me…”

At that moment, the four men in black stood behind the one who had attacked Liu Yi earlier. One of them said respectfully, “Holy Lord, I have something to say. I’m not sure if it’s appropriate.”

The leader among them stroked his long sword lightly and replied, “Speak.”

The man behind him continued, “Holy Lord, this man is terrifying when he’s mad. If he were sober, he would become the greatest enemy of our demonic sect. We must eradicate him completely. Failing to do so will bring endless troubles.”

Before the leader could speak, July stood up, spread her arms, and blocked in front of the men in black. “Father, didn’t we agree? You won’t kill him.”

The leader gently sheathed his sword and removed the black mask from his face. Under the moonlight, it was Ao Tian, the leader of the demonic sect.

Ao Tian glanced at the men behind him and then at July ahead. With a slight smile, he said, “Of course. I should not kill him. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had the chance to defeat him.” Though it was a smile, July knew it hid a scheme.

At that moment, the four men in black knelt down together. The leader said, “Holy Lord, please reconsider. Think of the greater good. Don’t let one promise from our lord bring ruin upon our entire demonic sect. Failing to kill him will bring endless troubles.”

After hearing the words of the guardian behind him, Aotian glanced at July in front of him and remained silent… seemingly deep in thought. Meanwhile, July, observing Aotian’s expression, seemed to have made up her mind as well. She suddenly drew out the sword “Dance of the Moon” she carried with her. A gorgeous pink glow instantly enveloped her body. Under the silver moonlight, July resembled an elf from the forest. But now, this elf had resorted to the worst option: “Father, you promised me. You cannot go back on your word. For thirty years, I’ve always obeyed you. This is my only request in life. If you force me, then I’ll die right here in front of you.”

By now, July was filled with regret. It had all started because of a single misplaced word, which led Aotian to devise this plan to harm Liu Yi. The original agreement had been not to kill Liu Yi but to hand him over to July for handling. Due to a momentary delusion, July thought she would be able to keep Liu Yi, so she agreed to Aotian’s demands.

It should be noted that the highest cultivation technique of the Demon Sect was “Lanelfina Qing.” Although only the sect leader could practice this technique within the Demon Sect, Aotian was aware of this legend. “Lanelfina Qing” belonged to the True Demons of Nier. After the death of the Niers, this technique was passed down within the Demon Sect, which was why the sect had remained so powerful for thousands of years. However, Aotian knew that “Lanelfina Qing” consisted of thirteen stages, including the World-Destroying Stage. But what was taught within the Demon Sect was only nine stages. After hearing July’s words, he speculated that Liu Yi might have reached another realm of “Lanelfina Qing,” which explained his strength. Thus, he boldly assumed that Liu Yi had reached the Heaven-Defying Stage. It was because of this assumption that he and July devised this scheme.

Since the thirteenth stage was the World-Destroying Stage, even the True Demons from seven thousand years ago had failed to master it. That’s why he assumed Liu Yi had only reached the twelfth stage. To his surprise, it turned out to be true. Initially, this plan seemed feasible, but somehow, fate seemed jealous of Liu Yi, as it allowed Aotian’s scheme to succeed.

Aotian looked at July, who held the sword across her chest, and suddenly burst into laughter. “I’ve already promised July that I won’t kill this kid. So I definitely won’t kill him. Good daughter, put down the sword. I won’t kill him.”

July shook her head and said, “I won’t trust you anymore. Back away…”

Although July was Aotian’s biological daughter, one must understand that when a person’s heart is consumed by desire, they become heartless. But Aotian was cunning. Looking at July, he said, “Fine. I swear before the True Demons that if I were to kill him, I would suffer natural disasters and never be able to reincarnate.”

The people behind him immediately said in unison, “Demon Lord, don’t do it.”

Aotian raised his hand sharply and snapped, “Shut up!” The four people behind him immediately bowed their heads.

Hearing Aotian’s oath, July gently put down the sword in her hand and said, “Really?”

Aotian nodded and said, “Of course it’s true. But if you want to be with him, will you think about how to do it? If you wake him up like this, he will never be by your side.”

July seemed lost in confusion. Yes, Aotian was right—once he woke up, he would still be himself. How could he, who loved Jili’er forever, accept himself?
Aotian smiled again and said, “Daughter, your father does have a way to keep him by your side forever. Would you like to hear it?”
Forever… eternal forever. Those two words might have been what July wanted to hear the most in this life. Yet, that fleeting sense of eternity seemed destined to remain just a momentary memory—how could it become reality? Looking at Aotian, curiosity appeared in Qi Yue’s eyes.
Aotian gently walked over to Liu Yi and continued, “July, do you remember me telling you that the Demon Sect has a martial art called ‘Soul Exchange’? It’s a supreme mental technique unique to our sect. If I use ‘Soul Exchange’ on him, reversing his soul and erasing his memories of this life, then you can be his wife forever, and he… will also be by your side forever.”
July seemed to see some hope, her heart surging. Indeed, there was such a supreme mental technique—‘Soul Exchange’—that could erase someone’s memories. If that were possible, he could forget Jili’er and be with her forever.
Aotian continued, “Without his memories, his eyes will only see you. And you can be his wife forever. Then, you two can find a paradise and live happily ever after… without having to deal with the troubles of the martial world.”
July seemed to be already imagining those beautiful, idyllic times. But she didn’t notice the sinister smile on Aotian’s lips. What did that smile mean? Why was he so kind as to help July? Just because she was his own daughter? Or did he have some even more terrifying scheme…