Stealing an Immortal Back to the Demon Realm Chapter 36

Mu Qiuhan raised her hand and smoothed her chest, which felt a bit stuffy. She let out a slight breath.
Looking at Shang Ningye’s cold back, she couldn’t figure out for a moment what Shang Ningye truly considered her to be.
She stopped paying attention to Shang Ningye and turned her head towards Hua Ganglie.
As expected, Leng Yi hadn’t come.
That’s fine.
“How was the battle?” she asked, hands clasped behind her back.
Speaking of this, Hua Ganglie seemed quite excited.
“Thanks to the map and the method for breaking formations that my Lord brought back, the casualties from this expedition were small, but the gains were considerable.”
He lifted his chin towards the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.
“The people of the immortal sect left in a hurry and didn’t have time to take many things. In this pavilion, I found several cultivation methods that were lost by the demon realm years ago. Perhaps there are more, but we didn’t have time for a detailed search, so we simply had everyone empty the place out.”
Mu Qiuhan hummed in assent and then asked, “Did you find those old fogeys from the immortal sect?”
Mentioning the group who had caused her death and the destruction of her cultivation, Mu Qiuhan’s expression darkened slightly.
For a moment, Hua Ganglie didn’t understand.
“Who is my Lord referring to?”
Mu Qiuhan gave a cold laugh.
“Who else could it be? Naturally, it’s the ones who led the troops to attack the demon realm last time.”
Hearing this, Hua Ganglie showed an expression of disbelief.
“They?”
“My Lord means… they’re still alive?!”
“They’re not dead,” Mu Qiuhan said coldly.
Hua Ganglie seemed unable to comprehend it.
“My Lord self-detonated her core at the Tribulation stage last time, and they can still be alive? Could it be that they, like my Lord, also had some other fortunate encounter?”
“Something like that.”
Mu Qiuhan said lightly, not mentioning Shang Ningye’s role in it.
She paused, then added, “Those people are probably in a half-dead state right now. The immortal sect wouldn’t have been able to take them along. They’re likely hidden in some secret realm. Have Leng Yi lead people to look for them.”
“My Lord, you…”
Hearing this, Hua Ganglie’s pupils trembled slightly.
Although he wasn’t as clever as Leng Yi, he was by no means a simple brute who only knew how to use force.
He had already guessed what Leng Yi had done previously.
Given the circumstances, how could his Lord still trust him?
Hua Ganglie furrowed his brow. “Let me go look instead.”
Mu Qiuhan didn’t respond.
“Tell Leng Yi this: if he finds those people, I can let bygones be bygones regarding what happened before.”
“Also, send a message to Wu Ling and ask how the matter I had her handle last time is progressing. If it’s done, have her return quickly from the Yao Realm and not wait for me.”
Hua Ganglie acknowledged the order.
He took out the Great General token from his person and sent the message to Wu Ling.
After Mu Qiuhan had arranged all this, her mood eased slightly.
She had originally intended to try and persuade Shang Ningye again, but unexpectedly, the other person was staring at her coldly.
The look in Shang Ningye’s eyes held many emotions, making it alarming to see.
Mu Qiuhan read shock, disappointment, and resentment in them, but the most intense emotion was surprisingly sorrow.
Shang Ningye also saw her gaze.
“What exactly are you planning to do next?”
Shang Ningye’s voice sounded somewhat unstable.
Mu Qiuhan hadn’t deliberately avoided her when she was speaking just now, so Shang Ningye had heard everything.
The thought that it was Mu Qiuhan who had given the sect’s map to the demon race, that she had taught them the method to break the mountain-guarding formation, that she had caused the demon race to attack—
Even more, she was going to send people to kill the elders that Shang Ningye had painstakingly saved.
Perhaps, she even wanted to destroy the entire sect!
A strong sense of guilt suddenly arose in Shang Ningye’s heart.
She felt she had no face to see her deceased master, no face to see this ruined sect, and even less face to see the person before her.
She reached out and covered her face, murmuring in a low voice, “How could I have believed you…”
“How could I have… saved you…”
When Mu Qiuhan turned around, her eyes had originally held a trace of a smile, but Shang Ningye’s gaze made her heart turn cold.
She gradually withdrew all her emotions, and her expression became increasingly indifferent.
When she heard clearly what Shang Ningye was saying, Mu Qiuhan’s gaze finally froze into ice.
She clenched her palms tightly, her face turning ashen.
“You regret it?”
Shang Ningye didn’t make a sound. She simply covered her face and wept silently.
This was even more infuriating than if she had admitted it out loud.
For a moment, Mu Qiuhan even wanted to step forward and grip her neck.
But she just took a deep breath and forcefully turned her head away.
Hua Ganglie had originally intended to report the message Wu Ling had sent back, but he noticed the scene before him. Thus, he didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, afraid that speaking would provoke Mu Qiuhan’s displeasure.
His Lord’s appearance clearly showed extreme anger.
He could only temporarily fix his gaze on a patch of woods in the distance. Unexpectedly, as he looked, he spotted a problem.
“Who’s there!”
Hua Ganglie shouted loudly. At the same time, a wave of demonic energy ruthlessly swept out towards that direction.
If Leng Yi dared to have any thoughts of regicide again, this time he would thoroughly break ties with him!
Hua Ganglie was thinking this, but unexpectedly, the person who walked out from the woods was not Leng Yi.
That person wore a red robe, used a sleeve to cover their face, and lightly coughed twice.
“Hua Ganglie, what are you doing? Such a ruthless attack, are you trying to kill someone?!”
It was a woman’s voice.
Hua Ganglie was startled.
He saw that person’s steps were graceful and swift as she quickly came closer.
She raised her sleeve and fiercely flicked it towards Hua Ganglie’s face, clearly extremely displeased.
Hua Ganglie was forced back several steps by the force carried in her sleeve before he finally stood firm.
But he didn’t attack again.
He had already recognized the person before him.
Hua Ganglie stared at her, momentarily stunned.
Su Hongyu snorted and quickly stopped paying attention to him.
She swayed her waist and came over to Mu Qiuhan’s side.
Su Hongyu sized up the person before her, finally widening her eyes. It was unclear if it was surprise or joy.
“You…”
She stretched out a slender finger and pointed at Mu Qiuhan. In the end, she even seemed like she wanted to poke her with it.
Mu Qiuhan was already fuming inside. Seeing this, she very impolitely swatted away the fingertip that was about to poke her face.
“Su Hongyu, stay away from me!”
Su Hongyu didn’t get angry. Instead, she let out a clicking sound of admiration and smiled alluringly.
“It really is you. I knew it; who else in this world could be so to my liking?”
As she spoke, she moved to lean towards Mu Qiuhan again.
Mu Qiuhan blocked her again.
“Su Hongyu, we haven’t seen each other for several hundred years, and you haven’t improved at all?”
Hearing this, Su Hongyu pouted. “Little Han’er, I’ve missed you for hundreds of years, are you saying you didn’t miss me even a little?”
By now, Mu Qiuhan’s anger had subsided slightly.
She said helplessly, “Su Hongyu, don’t act all senior in front of me. Do you really not have anything more important to say?”
Although she said this, her lips, which had been pressed together, curved upwards slightly.
Seeing this, Su Hongyu gave another charming smile.
“Oh my, but I really just missed you!”
She suddenly took a step forward and hooked Mu Qiuhan’s chin. “Little Han’er, how come you’re full of immortal methods? Where did your cultivation go?”
Mu Qiuhan gave a cold smile.
It’s already good enough to be alive, let alone talk about cultivation.
She took a step back, dodging Su Hongyu’s demonic claws.
Seeing that she didn’t answer, Su Hongyu suddenly became serious. “What he said just now is all true? You were really pushed to that extent by that group from the immortal sect?”
Recalling that she herself had also been imprisoned by Old Man Dao You for several hundred years, Su Hongyu didn’t know for a moment who was more miserable.
At least she was just locked up and couldn’t get out, but Mu Qiuhan had genuinely died once, and all her cultivation was gone.
She almost really couldn’t see her again.
She looked at Mu Qiuhan with a hint of pity, but the words that came out of her mouth were extremely improper.
“That’s fine too. Little Han’er, if you want to recover your previous cultivation sooner, then agree to dual cultivate with me sooner.”
Hearing this, Mu Qiuhan let out a cold snort.
“There are plenty of people who want to dual cultivate with you; I’m not the only one. If you’re only going to talk nonsense like this, I won’t keep you company.”
“Aiya, don’t go!”
Seeing that Mu Qiuhan was turning to leave, Su Hongyu reached out and pulled her back.
“I’ve been imprisoned by that Old Man Dao You for several hundred years. The Yao Realm has probably changed completely by now, right? Right now, I can’t go back anyway. Can I borrow your territory to stay for a few days?”
Mu Qiuhan sized her up, seeming to ponder how much truth there was in Su Hongyu’s words.
“You’re a Mahayana stage monster cultivator, who are you afraid of eating you?”
“Aiya, while that’s true, who knows what those little brats are thinking? You also know the situation in our Yao Realm. There are countless restless tribes ready to make a move, unlike your demon realm where everyone is united. Just relying on my Mahayana stage alone isn’t enough.”
Seeing that Mu Qiuhan still wouldn’t agree, Su Hongyu gritted her teeth.
“Half a year at most. I’ll first explore the situation over there and then decide.”
Mu Qiuhan showed her her back.
“One month. That’s enough for you to figure out the entire situation. No more than that.”
Currently, her cultivation was shallow, and her clan was also unstable. She couldn’t risk keeping Su Hongyu for too long.
Mu Qiuhan was well aware that Su Hongyu had intentions towards her.
If she harbored any ill intentions and colluded with Leng Yi, things would become troublesome.
Although it was only for one month, Mu Qiuhan had at least agreed.
Su Hongyu pouted, knowing that this was probably Mu Qiuhan’s bottom line.
In her disappointment, she vented her frustration on Shang Ningye.
She didn’t dare to provoke Old Man Dao You, but that didn’t mean she didn’t dare to provoke his disciple.
Su Hongyu used the charming soul technique unique to fox demons, controlling Shang Ningye’s spiritual consciousness, and asked sharply, “Where is Old Man Dao You?”
Shang Ningye was in a daze. For a moment, she only felt that her beast core was being controlled by a technique, forcing her to speak.
Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a loosening in her core, and she became clear-headed again.
Mu Qiuhan used a technique to block Su Hongyu.
She glared at Su Hongyu, seeming quite unhappy.
“Perfected Dao You died several hundred years ago. What’s the point of asking her?”
Seeing that Su Hongyu still wanted to make a move, Mu Qiuhan directly pulled Shang Ningye behind her.
“You are not allowed to touch her. She is mine.”
Su Hongyu looked at the scene before her with a complicated expression, then suddenly curved her lips into a smile.