Chapter 8: Don't Look Back, My Queen! Sign-In for the Demonic Saber!
That night!
High in the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
After Ning Ye stepped out of the Cold Palace, he immediately used the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Demon to blend into the night.
'The Imperial Guard's patrol gap is one and a half minutes.'
'Yan Jue Palace is located in the northern corner of the back palace.'
In a shadow of the Imperial Palace wall, Ning Ye quietly waited for the patrolling Imperial Guards to move away. He spotted an opening, stepped on the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Demon, and sped towards the luxurious palace situated in the northern corner of the back palace.
It is worth mentioning that, although there were hundreds of powerful and hidden Qi within the vast Yan Yun Imperial Palace, he wasn't worried that these Imperial Palace powerhouses would discover him. This was because he had the Divine Concealment Stone to help conceal his Qi and Cultivation...
All the way north.
Ning Ye finally bypassed layers of obstacles and arrived before this mysterious and luxurious palace. Three large characters were written on the palace plaque—Yan Jue Palace!
"I'm here!"
Ning Ye slowly let out a breath of relief; this journey was easier than he had imagined.
"System!"
"Sign in!"
"Ding! System prompt: Host has not arrived at the sign-in location."
"Huh?"
Ning Ye was momentarily stunned when he heard the System's prompt. He had clearly arrived at Yan Jue Palace, so what was this all about? Could it be that he really had to walk into Yan Jue Palace to sign in?
Whoosh!
Ning Ye took a deep breath. He looked up at the dark palace, thinking that it was late, and that mysterious Consort Wan should have already rested. If so, then if he was careful, it shouldn't be a big problem.
His thoughts stopped there.
Ning Ye steeled himself and quietly approached the palace gate, gently pushing it open.
Creak!!!
The palace gate opened.
Moonlight spilled into the dark Yan Jue Palace.
Ning Ye then stepped into the sleeping quarters.
The sleeping quarters were very large and luxurious.
A huge palace bed came into view.
But to Ning Ye's surprise, the palace bed was empty.
And just then, behind the luxurious screen in the sleeping quarters, carved with "the moon rising over the sea," the sound of trickling water could be heard.
'Bathtub!'
'Running water!'
'A beauty bathing?'
Just as the thought reached here, Ning Ye shook his head and then silently muttered:
"System, sign in!"
"Ding! System prompt: Host has not arrived at the sign-in location."
'Damn System... you fucking...!'
Ning Ye couldn't help but curse in his heart at this moment. He had clearly entered Yan Jue Palace, so why was the sign-in still failing?
Slowly calming down, he realized Yan Jue Palace was only so big, so now there was only one possibility: he had to sign in at the bathtub behind that screen.
But the problem was, Consort Wan was bathing. If he went to sign in, wouldn't he be caught red-handed by her?
'No choice!'
'Since I'm already here!'
'I can't return empty-handed, can I!'
Ning Ye took a deep breath and, with a flash, walked directly behind the screen.
As soon as he entered, he saw a magnificent bathtub steaming with hot water. In the swirling mist, Ning Ye saw a woman with an extremely enchanting and curvaceous figure sitting in the bathtub with her back to him.
"Xiu'er, is that you?"
The woman in the bathtub, thinking it was her maid, was about to turn around when Ning Ye's deliberately lowered voice reached her ears:
"Your Ladyship, don't turn around!"
"Ah!!!"
Consort Wan couldn't help but gasp in alarm, then quickly used both hands to tightly cover her chest. Her entire body trembled like a banana leaf in the rain. She asked with her charming and delicate voice, trembling:
"May I ask... is that Your Majesty?"
'Ah?'
'I... am Your Majesty?'
Ning Ye was stunned.
But the next second, he immediately reacted. This woman in front of him had never met the Emperor of Yan Yun.
But it made sense. He heard that the Emperor of Yan Yun, Yan Xiaoyao, had been cultivating a mysterious Cultivation Technique three years ago.
Before this Cultivation Technique reached Major Achievement, he couldn't be near women. And this Consort Wan had only entered Yan Jue Palace a year ago, so it was normal that she hadn't met the Emperor of Yan Yun.
And just then, he caught sight of a peculiar full moon rune engraved on the woman's smooth back, and his pupils constricted.
'This is... the rune mark of the Nine Heavens Continent's number one Demonic Path organization—Heaven Above Heaven!'
Ning Ye muttered to himself.
Heaven Above Heaven is the top Demonic Path organization on the Nine Heavens Continent.
The influence of this organization spans the entire Nine Heavens Continent, and its roots can be traced back to the Eternal Night Demon Clan beyond the Desperate Situation Great Wall at the end of the continent!
And the rune mark of this organization was the full moon mark on the woman's body!
'I didn't expect it!'
'Luo Jia actually got involved with the Demon Race!'
'But it makes sense.'
'Only with the help of the Demon Race could she have enough power to overthrow the Yan Yun Dynasty!'
The thought stopped there.
Ning Ye's thoughts became three points clearer.
And looking at it this way, this Consort in front of him was not such a simple person!
She was pretending!
And her strength and Cultivation should be at least one major Realm higher than his.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him not to sense her Qi and Cultivation.
Just as Ning Ye's thoughts were racing, Consort Wan spoke again, trembling:
"May I ask... is that Your Majesty?"
'Still pretending!!!'
Ning Ye shook his head, intending to sign in first before dealing with this woman.
"System!"
"Sign in!"
"Ding! Congratulations Host on successful sign-in! You have successfully obtained the sign-in reward—Myriad Blade of the Demonic Saber."
'Mission accomplished!'
Ning Ye let out a small sigh of relief when he heard the System's prompt, then relaxed and playfully teased Consort Wan:
"Hehehe!"
"Your subject... no!"
"This Emperor... is Your Majesty!"
"You!!!"
Consort Wan was speechless upon hearing this. The next second, her voice turned cold:
"Who exactly are you?"
"Hehehe!"
Ning Ye seemed to think of something interesting and chuckled softly, then muttered in a deep voice:
"Heaven Above Heaven; here above the heavens, there is no Supreme Immortal!"
"Hmm?"
Consort Wan's delicate body trembled when she heard this. Her red lips parted slightly as she softly responded to Ning Ye:
"Supreme Immortal; how does the Supreme Immortal pacify the Nine Heavens?"
'It matched!'
Ning Ye raised an eyebrow, secretly delighted.
Among the nine major plotlines in Against the Nine Heavens, one of the Children of Destiny was a Demonic Cultivator from Heaven Above Heaven.
And this secret code was known only to high-ranking members of Heaven Above Heaven. So, using this secret code to deal with this woman and retreat safely without making a move was more than enough.
"So it's a fellow Daoist!"
"May I ask, Your Excellency, what brings you here tonight?"
Consort Wan's voice softened, but it still carried a hint of wariness.
Wariness—this was perfectly normal.
After all, Heaven Above Heaven was a Demonic Path Alliance formed by hundreds of Demonic Path organizations, and conflicts of interest were nothing out of the ordinary.
"You understand the rules!"
"Don't ask what shouldn't be asked."
"Just do your part."
"But rest assured, this Venerable One is not interested in the Yan Yun Dynasty!"
Ning Ye lowered his voice and spoke coldly.
And just then, Consort Wan suddenly turned around. Under the faint glow of the water, a stunning face, adorned with water droplets and difficult to capture in painting, entered Ning Ye's sight.
At this moment, she was only wearing a white undergarment, her full bosom pushing her clothes high!
In this instant, the air grew three points hotter!
"Your Excellency!"
"It had better truly be so!"
"Otherwise, no matter where you come from, my Sun Moon Demonic Cult will not let you go!"
Consort Wan's expression was cold, her narrow, enchanting eyes filled with threats and warnings.
"Heh!"
Ning Ye gave Consort Wan a deep look, sneered, and then used the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Demon to leave the sleeping quarters.
Only Consort Wan remained in the bathtub, stunned and silent.
Now, he finally knew what Luo Jia's backing force was: the Sun Moon Demonic Cult, one of the top ten Demonic Path organizations within Heaven Above Heaven.
But it made sense; only by cooperating with Heaven Above Heaven could she have the power to overthrow the Yan Yun Dynasty within three years!
Meanwhile, on the other side, Consort Wan also recognized Ning Ye's movement technique as he departed.
"Eight Steps of the Heavenly Demon!!!"
"Could this fellow be from the main cult?!"
"Moreover, this fellow's Cultivation is probably at least one major Realm higher than mine; otherwise, why would I not sense his Qi?"
"So... which important figure from Heaven Above Heaven is this fellow exactly?"
For a moment, Consort Wan murmured in shock, grateful that she hadn't made a move the moment Ning Ye entered Yan Jue Palace, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable!