I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 1295 - 498: The Ancestor Arrives! Disciplining the Tianshu Pavilion! (Part 2)

In her hand, a Daoist nun with frosty-white hair and a face like ancient jade held a horsetail whisk and spoke softly, "For the past half year, I haven’t stopped thinking about you, fearing that during your trip down the mountain, you would be so distracted by the mundane affairs of the world that you would forget your identity."

Ling Ningzhi’s heart tightened, and she bowed her head, saying, "Great Elder, you jest. I always remember my responsibilities and dare not forget!"

"Is that so?" The Daoist nun neither confirmed nor denied, her gaze shifting to Chen Mo. She said lightly, "If I’m not mistaken, this must be the sweetheart who haunts your dreams, isn’t he? Isn’t it enough for you to fool around outside? Do you have to bring him into the sect as well?"

"Don’t forget, he’s a person from the court!"

"Disciple..."

Ling Ningzhi had no time to speak before Zhu Huai, who was leaning on a crutch, interrupted, "Enough, Xuan Ying, stop being sarcastic here. Chen Mo is a Honored Guest Elder personally appointed by the Venerable. If you have a problem, you can raise it with her when she comes out. Why make things difficult for the young ones?"

"The sudden lifting of the ban by the Venerable has caused restlessness among the disciples, not only hindering their cultivation but also tarnishing the reputation of Tianshu Pavilion."

"As the Heritage Elder, it’s my duty to uphold the foundation of the sect, to correct and prevent the Venerable from straying farther down the wrong path."

Xuan Ying, hands behind her back, spoke calmly, "When the Venerable exits seclusion, I will explain the stakes to her, asking her to rescind the order and revoke Chen Mo’s position as Tributor... For now, Mr. Chen, please leave. Tianshu Pavilion does not welcome you."

"Someone, see the guest out!"

"Ha, just because you say so doesn’t mean it will happen. You’re like a toad trying to climb onto a dining table, thinking you’re something special?" Zhu Huai tapped her crutch forcefully, coldly stating, "Chen Mo is my lifesaver. I want to see who dares to drive him away today!"

Their standoff was intense, the atmosphere charged with tension.

The elders sensed the discord and collectively lowered their heads, remaining silent.

These two were a Heritage Elder and a Law Enforcement Elder, esteemed figures within the sect, second only to the Daoist Venerable. No one dared provoke them.

"Ahem."

Then, Chen Mo cleared his throat, interrupting, "It seems there’s a misunderstanding. You think I want to be this Honored Guest Elder? It doesn’t matter if it’s revoked; I don’t care."

"Don’t care?" Xuan Ying snorted, "If that’s the case, then why come to Tianshu Pavilion?"

Xuan Ying, having served during the tenure of the previous sect leader, was an elder with two regimes’ worth of experience.

After years of practicing the Forget Love Path, she had long cut off worldly ties and emotions, embodying the conservative "traditionalist" faction. She was quite dissatisfied with Ji Hongxiu’s sudden amendment of the sect’s general principles, believing it would erode the sect’s foundation.

Now with Chen Mo suddenly appearing without warning, she suspected he intended to leverage the favor from saving lives in the Qingzhou Secret Realm to cement his status as Honored Guest Elder.

Thinking this, her disdain grew even more.

"I’ve come for the Daoist Venerable. Her Divine Soul is weakening and could be in danger at any moment." Chen Mo stepped forward with a deep voice, "I don’t have time to argue with you now, take me to see her immediately."

Divine Soul weakening?

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances.

"Utter nonsense!" Xuan Ying waved her horsetail whisk and sneered, "The Venerable’s power is unmatched. How dare you presume to speak! If you continue spouting lies, don’t blame me for being unkind!"

Zhu Huai also appeared puzzled, whispering, "Mr. Chen, how do you know the Venerable is in danger?"

Chen Mo said nothing further, but activated his Dao power, revealing a phantom peach tree at his back.

Its canopy was like clouds, its branches lush; on the left, peach blossoms in pale pink, while the right showcased pure white, distinct yet harmonious.

"This, this is..."

Xuan Ying’s pupils contracted sharply, staring in disbelief at the peach tree, "This is the Venerable’s Dharma Image?!"

The area fell into dead silence, followed by an uproar!

"Dual Souls in one body, life and decay as twins, it’s indeed the Venerable’s Dharma Image!"

"But why... why does the Venerable’s Divine Soul Origin reside in Mr. Chen?!"

"Am I dreaming? How is this possible?!"

With everyone’s keen eyes, they could discern this was no Illusion Technique, and the extremely pure Cause and Effect Dao power could not be counterfeit...

But why would the Daoist Venerable entrust her Great Dao’s foundation to Chen Mo?

What truly was the relationship between the two?

Zhu Huai held her crutch, her heart pounding fiercely.

She had some faint suspicions before and now finally confirmed them—

No wonder the Venerable’s attitude toward Chen Mo was so special. Could it be that she and Qingxuan liked the same man?!

"Wait..."

At this moment, Zhu Huai noticed something, her gaze instantly sharpening.

She saw the petals on the peach tree wilting and falling, the branches and leaves visibly yellowing and withering, as if being corroded by some force.

"Mr. Chen wasn’t lying. The Venerable’s Divine Soul is indeed continuously weakening!"

Xuan Ying also noticed this phenomenon, her expression turned solemn, and she no longer targeted Chen Mo, saying seriously, "The Venerable has been in the Daoist Forbidden Land for over ten days now and hasn’t come out. Could something really have gone wrong?"

"What did you say? The Daoist Forbidden Land?" Chen Mo frowned.

He had heard the Venerable mention it before; it was a forbidden area deep within Fuyun Mountain, said to be where the Tianshu Pavilion Ancestor ascended.

But it was already confirmed that this was likely a rumor, as the Ancestor perished in the great battle centuries ago, with their remains buried within the Secret Realm.

Besides, the forbidden land contained numerous fragmented Spiritual Treasures and Cultivation Techniques. The "Mystic Sect’s Heavenly Gang True Skill" was one he learned there, as well as a piece of beast hide inscribed with Zhu Jiuyou’s name...

Why did the Venerable go to such a place?

"The law within that forbidden land is chaotic and extremely dangerous. Even someone as strong as the Ultimate Venerable might get lost if careless..."

Zhu Huai said, "After returning from Qing Province, I noticed the Venerable’s complexion seemed off. When she mentioned entering the Secret Realm, I tried to dissuade her in every way, but she was adamant, saying she had to verify something very important."

Chen Mo understood.

The forbidden land was linked to the Daoist Ancestor and Zhu Jiuyou, seemingly also related to that ancient battlefield.

Having faced such perils in the Qingzhou Secret Realm, the Venerable wouldn’t be at ease without investigating thoroughly.

"Where is this forbidden land? Take me there," Chen Mo said.

"This..." Zhu Huai appeared a bit troubled.

Xuan Ying spoke, "The Daoist Ancestor once established a rule that only the current Sect Master or Sect Master successor may enter the Daoist Forbidden Land, unchanged for centuries. Even we can only stand guard and dare not set foot beyond..."

"This involves great cause and effect, far beyond what we can bear!"

"Indeed, we cannot alter the ancestral laws!"

Others nodded in agreement.

With the Venerable in imminent danger, these people remained so rigid, a flicker of anger crossed Chen Mo’s eyes.

"Fine, you want to talk about rules?"

A black rift opened at his brow, filled with chaotic void; within, a translucent seed hovered quietly.

Soon, an indescribable aura spread, the elders present felt as if struck by lightning, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, eyes filled with fright and bewilderment.

Chen Mo’s eyes turned pure white, his voice ethereal and elusive, "I bear the Dao Fruit, a personal heir of the Daoist Ancestor. By rights, you should call me Grand Martial Uncle! My words are the ancestral law, the rules themselves!"

The immense pressure rendered everyone unable to lift their heads, cold sweat trickling down their temples.

Though the Ancestral Master had long ascended a millennium ago, they wondered how another disciple emerged?

No one doubted now; the oppression from the depths of their souls explained everything. Besides a master of the Divine Soul Origin, none could wield such power!

"I’m going into the Daoist Forbidden Land, any objections?"

Chen Mo glanced around; no one dared meet his gaze, as if the air itself had condensed.

Zhu Huai’s breathing was rapid, her voice dry, "Mr. Chen, please restrain your Divine Skills. I will take you there..."

Chen Mo glanced at Xuan Ying, "Do you have any objections?"

Xuan Ying’s face reddened, lips moving, yet she said nothing.

Seeing this, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Chen Mo’s lips.

To deal with these rigid Daoist nuns, one must discipline them harshly!