After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 160 - "Had Enough?"
“Had Enough?”
“Elders, this abyssal relic was found on Jue Wuqing’s corpse!”
“What connection does Jue Wuqing have with the Evil Phoenix Sect…”
“I think there’s no need for me to elaborate further, is there?”
He Ange’s words were essentially flipping the table.
The black stone he threw on the ground was indeed an abyssal relic that Jue Wuqing had carried. Back in the Abyssal Hall, Jue Wuqing had brandished this stone, claiming to be an apostle of the Evil Phoenix Sect, trying to deceive the guardian deity, Xuanque, into serving him.
So, He Ange used this opportunity to pin the label of an evil cultist on Jue Wuqing.
Everyone saw it.
This wasn’t He Ange making things up; it was Jue Wuqing who wanted to be an evil cultist!
Of course,
He Ange labeling Jue Wuqing as such might hold some truth, but it was clearly a move to spite the Feathering Sect, completely severing any future relations with them.
In the long run, the best approach would have been to keep the abyssal relic’s sensitive nature private and use it as leverage to negotiate with the Feathering Sect elders. Who knows, He Ange might have even earned a favor from them.
However…
With his mission from Feng Yuan, He Ange was soon to return to Shengxu Sect, steal the ancient scroll, and betray the Dragon Dynasty and the major sects.
In this situation, would He Ange care about future relations with the Feathering Sect?
Not at all.
He couldn’t care less about appeasing the sect elders.
After all, why would a villain fear offending the righteous sects?
Being hated by the world was inevitable.
So now, He Ange decided to go all out. Since the Feathering Sect elders were pressing him so hard, he would make them lose face completely.
If things were going to be difficult, then no one would have an easy time.
After a long pause,
The Feathering Sect elders snapped back to reality. They were initially shocked and stunned by the abyssal relic on the ground, but soon they were quick to deny it.
While it was true that Jue Wuqing, as a chosen one, had suddenly skyrocketed in cultivation half a year ago, possibly due to some external influence,
They couldn’t just admit to such a thing without solid evidence!
Who would dare to bear such a burden?
“He Ange!!!”
“You claim this abyssal relic was found on Jue Wuqing’s body, but where’s your proof?!”
“He Ange! I warn you not to speak nonsense!”
“That abyssal relic could very well be something you picked up in the Abyssal Hall and are now using to slander Jue Wuqing and our Feathering Sect’s millennia-old reputation!”
The elders were visibly agitated, their emotions running high. Each one pointed and shouted, almost desperate.
How could they not be desperate to deny it?
Their disciple harboring an abyssal relic, with so many sect elders and Dragon Dynasty celestial servants watching.
If the Feathering Sect didn’t clear He Ange’s slander, they would be doomed.
Harboring an evil cultivator was a crime that would alert the Dragon Dynasty Empress!
One decree of extermination, and the Feathering Sect’s reputation and status in Huaxia would plummet!
“Slander?”
He Ange chuckled, shrugging. “This abyssal relic was disguised as a necklace pendant that Jue Wuqing wore around his neck since entering the secret realm. Elders, you can recall this. If you don’t believe me, we can ask the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden to replay the secret realm’s broadcast!”
His words caused an uproar.
Everyone widened their eyes, recalling the previous scenes. Many sect disciples and elders gasped, realizing the stone did seem familiar, possibly seen on Jue Wuqing’s chest.
He Ange’s claim…
Could be true!
In other words, he had evidence!
The evidence was the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden’s illusionary broadcast!
At this moment,
Even the Feathering Sect elders felt a twinge of anxiety. Though they outwardly denied it, deep down, they recalled seeing the pendant on Jue Wuqing.
Simply put, even the Feathering Sect couldn’t fully grasp Jue Wuqing’s background. Now, with the revelation of his evil cultivator status, his sudden rise in power made sense… Even the Feathering Sect elders began to doubt Jue Wuqing.
If Jue Wuqing wasn’t their publicly declared chosen one, they might have questioned him just like the other sect disciples.
Many Feathering Sect elders looked visibly uncomfortable, their eyes filled with anger, almost wishing they could dig up Jue Wuqing’s body and kill him again!
Jue Wuqing, that wretch!
He was a failure, and now he left the Feathering Sect to clean up his mess!
Wasn’t this pure betrayal?
“So, does anyone remember seeing this necklace on Jue Wuqing?”
He Ange smiled slightly, continuing his relentless taunts.
He couldn’t help but think Jue Wuqing was a good person. Even in death, he could still help He Ange clear his name and humiliate the Feathering Sect.
Meanwhile, He Ange wondered if one day his identity as an evil cultivator was exposed, would the Shengxu Sect elders be just as embarrassed?
He felt guilty towards them.
But it couldn’t be helped. Secrets couldn’t be kept forever. Once He Ange was embraced by Feng Yuan, he was bound to the abyss for life. He couldn’t stay hidden in Shengxu Sect forever; they were destined to part ways.
Like Xuanque, He Ange would eventually return to the organization, back to Feng Yuan.
Thinking this,
He Ange discreetly took a step back, holding the silver-haired fairy’s hand, seeking comfort for his troubled heart.
But as An Luo Yi intertwined her fingers with his, offering warmth and love, He Ange felt even more uneasy.
He gently pulled away, avoiding holding hands too obviously in public, fearing it would make him feel more guilty.
—Cherish the moment.
This was a phrase He Ange often reminded himself of lately.
“……?”
An Luo Yi glanced at the retreating youth, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and disappointment. She couldn’t see He Ange’s expression, but she felt a sense of loss.
She didn’t mind holding hands with He Ange in public, openly declaring their relationship. But He Ange avoided her.
Maybe…
He Ange was worried about his current situation, not wanting to implicate her. After all, he had thoroughly provoked the Feathering Sect today, not wanting her to be targeted as well.
He was still so gentle, thoughtful, and considerate…
Thinking this,
The silver-haired fairy’s eyes grew even more affectionate.
She stepped forward, taking He Ange’s hand, intertwining their fingers. Even if he wanted to pull away, it was too late because An Luo Yi held on tightly.
He Ange looked up in surprise, meeting her gaze. She didn’t smile, but her eyes conveyed everything.
“He Ange, are you afraid to hold my hand because you don’t trust me?”
“Or do you think holding my hand in public is beneath you?”
“……”
An Luo Yi’s eyes spoke volumes. She didn’t need words to convey her feelings to He Ange.
This put He Ange in a difficult position.
His senior sister was beautiful, a chosen one, a third-rank celestial servant of the Dragon Dynasty, and likely to become one of the most powerful figures in Huaxia…
How could he ever think she was beneath him?
He felt honored.
He just felt unworthy…
Meanwhile,
The Feathering Sect elders’ faces were ashen.
They had become the target of suspicion from all the sects, all because of Jue Wuqing.
In this situation…
If they agreed to He Ange’s request to publicly replay the secret realm broadcast, and if Jue Wuqing’s pendant was indeed an abyssal relic, they would be condemned.
But if they refused, Jue Wuqing’s suspicion would only grow.
Honestly, the Feathering Sect couldn’t agree.
Their elders remembered Jue Wuqing’s pendant, but it had been disguised, so no one had realized it was an abyssal relic…
In other words, He Ange was likely telling the truth!
“Elders, since Jue Wuqing is dead, let’s leave it at that.”
In the tense moment, He Ange offered the Feathering Sect a way out.
Normally, any other sect would have taken this offer. But the Feathering Sect, with their millennia-old reputation and a Divine Transformation elder present, couldn’t afford to back down to a young disciple.
If they did…
Not only would the rumors of Jue Wuqing being an evil cultivator spread, but the Feathering Sect bowing to He Ange would also become known.
The Feathering Sect was truly caught between a rock and a hard place.
They could either stand firm, risk verifying He Ange’s claim, and likely confirm Jue Wuqing’s status as an evil cultivator.
Or they could back down, take the loss, and let the rumors continue.
After weighing their options, some elders preferred the latter, fearing the greater risk of the former. For the sake of the sect, they had to choose the lesser evil.
“Great Elder, perhaps we should… let it go…”
“Are you suggesting I bow to this insolent brat?! Do you know I’m a thousand years old?!”
Several elders tried to persuade him.
But before they could finish, the Divine Transformation elder roared in anger, his eyes fierce, his white beard billowing with celestial energy.
As the highest-ranking and most experienced elder present, he didn’t believe the only options were the ones presented.
History is written by the victors.
In the face of absolute power, reason becomes irrelevant. If they could detain He Ange and the others, the rumors about Jue Wuqing would be silenced by the Feathering Sect.
And the other sects, many of whom had close ties with the Feathering Sect, wouldn’t dare intervene.
Would the Dragon Dynasty celestial servants step in?
Ridiculous!
Even they wouldn’t dare oppose a Divine Transformation elder.
The Empress might be powerful, but she was far away in the central plains. This was the Fox Clan’s secret realm. Any sensible celestial servant would know who to appease.
On He Ange’s side,
Besides the chosen one, An Luo Yi, who else from Shengxu Sect could stand up for him?
If not now, when?
“Form up! Seal the area!”
“Detain this slanderous brat!”
The Great Elder waved his hand, unleashing terrifying Divine Transformation energy.
Around him, celestial energy formed a sky-splitting array, sealing the entire secret realm entrance within seconds.
At this moment,
The Feathering Sect elders and disciples understood his intent.
They knew.
The Great Elder was declaring war!
Feathering Sect disciples rushed in from all directions. Under the elders’ orders, they took their positions, forming a nearly hundred-strong array, encircling He Ange and An Luo Yi.
In this situation, the other sects’ elders and disciples stepped back, unwilling to intervene.
Among the sects, only the Heavenly Sword Sect could rival the Feathering Sect.
But they were preoccupied with the Qinglong Sword’s whereabouts, their disciples sent to hunt down Duan Yuyan. They had no interest in the Feathering Sect’s actions, content to watch from a distance.
In the plaza, the crowd dispersed.
Centered around the Great Elder, nearly a hundred Feathering Sect elders and disciples formed an array.
The overwhelming celestial energy surged forward, a hundred-man array that could challenge even the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden.
And He Ange and An Luo Yi were only at mid-Nascent Soul.
“Such shamelessness?”
At the front, He Ange narrowed his eyes, his heart sinking.
Though he stood tall, facing the Divine Transformation elder without flinching, he felt a twinge of fear.
He hadn’t expected the Feathering Sect to be so brazen, forming an array to detain him in front of all the sects and celestial servants.
It was as if they had “sore loser” written on their faces.
But on reflection, it made sense.
In the cultivation world, power was everything.
The Feathering Sect had brought a hundred disciples and even a Divine Transformation elder. Such a formidable presence seemed more like a declaration of war against the Fox Clan.
He Ange had overestimated the sect’s integrity, not expecting them to act so shamelessly in public.
“It seems I’ve overplayed my hand…”
At this moment,
He Ange, under the Feathering Sect’s hundred-man array, felt a sense of annoyance.
The Divine Transformation Xuanque had successfully escorted Duan Yuyan to the Moon Sect and was returning to He Ange.
If a fight broke out, Xuanque’s presence would prevent the Feathering Sect from harming him.
Moreover, besides Xuanque, the Fox Clan’s secret realm had another powerful host—the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden.
Regardless of Xia Ranyue, the relationship between Xia Zhiyue and He Ange meant that if the Feathering Sect escalated the conflict, the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden would intervene.
So, in the end,
He Ange wasn’t afraid of the Feathering Sect. He just didn’t want to start a fight, as it would only lead to mutual destruction, benefiting no one.
Meanwhile,
As He Ange pondered,
The silver-haired fairy in the golden dragon robe stepped forward.
Holding her silver phoenix sword, she faced the Divine Transformation elder and the hundred-man array without fear.
“Whoever touches him, I will kill first!”
An Luo Yi’s gaze was cold, but not to the extreme, because He Ange was right behind her. Just knowing he was close brought her some comfort, unlike the helplessness she felt during the secret realm broadcast.
At worst…
She would fight the hundred Feathering Sect disciples to the death to protect He Ange.
Perhaps He Ange, with his far-sighted plans, wasn’t worried about their lives. He was more concerned about the aftermath of a battle.
But An Luo Yi wasn’t thinking that far ahead.
She only cared about her beloved’s safety!
An Luo Yi knew that since the Abyssal Hall incident, He Ange had been silently supporting her. As the senior sister, the chosen one, with greater power and skill, she hadn’t protected He Ange as she should have…
Instead, she had been protected by him.
She always felt she owed him.
So today, An Luo Yi would ensure He Ange’s safe return, even if it meant opposing the entire Feathering Sect!
“An Luo Yi! Do you think wearing a golden dragon robe makes you the Empress’s representative, intimidating us sects?!”
“Do you think our thousand-year-old Feathering Sect is spineless, without any courage?”
At the front, the Great Elder roared in anger.
He sneered, spreading his arms:
“Let me tell you, within Huaxia, we respect the Dragon Dynasty. But outside Huaxia, no matter your rank, power is the true measure!!!”
“Form up!”
At his command,
The hundred-man array activated, the Feathering Sect disciples’ cultivation linking through the array, channeling their energy to the Divine Transformation elder.
Early Divine Transformation, mid-Divine Transformation, late Divine Transformation…
Late Divine Transformation!
Finally, the Great Elder’s body radiated divine light, surrounded by terrifying celestial energy, surpassing even the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden!
Even the silver-haired fairy in front of He Ange trembled.
Her Dragon Might could no longer withstand such overwhelming celestial energy. The vast difference in cultivation made her sword hand tremble with fear.
There was no choice. Even the chosen one was human.
No matter how talented An Luo Yi was, she was only twenty-three, at mid-Nascent Soul. With the Abyssal Pearl’s extreme boost, she might barely contend with an early Divine Transformation elder.
But against a late Divine Transformation…
It was an impossible task.
Even the renowned Fox Clan Sacred Maiden was only at mid-late Divine Transformation!
Now,
An Luo Yi stood firm against the Great Elder, relying solely on her willpower. She had to protect He Ange, her beloved.
“An Luo Yi, today’s matter doesn’t concern you. Our Feathering Sect doesn’t want to provoke you…”
“But you chose the hard way! We may respect the Dragon Dynasty, but we don’t fear you!”
“Now, we’ve been more than patient. Don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
The Great Elder’s words echoed.
He slowly raised his leg, then stepped forward, preparing to attack.
In the next second,
BOOM—!
Thunder roared, lightning cracked.
In an instant, the Great Elder’s figure vanished, reappearing before the silver-haired fairy.
Raising his hand, palm extended, he struck—
This palm, incredibly fast, its power shattering the ground.
The terrifying celestial energy was right in front of her, not giving An Luo Yi a moment to activate the Abyssal Pearl.
In the face of danger, An Luo Yi tried to activate her ice spirit vein to trap the Great Elder, but her ice vein shattered under the overwhelming celestial energy.
The difference in cultivation was too vast!
This palm, An Luo Yi couldn’t block. The residual energy alone could reduce everything within a hundred meters to ashes.
Gulp…
An Luo Yi swallowed, her beautiful face breaking into a cold sweat.
Knowing she couldn’t win, but with her beloved behind her, how could she retreat?
The fairy raised her sword, preparing her strongest technique for a final stand.
Meanwhile,
Behind her, He Ange narrowed his eyes, his body undergoing a demonic transformation. Fangs grew, small horns appeared on his forehead, abyssal tattoos spread from his heart. In the face of danger, he prepared to fully unleash his Evil Phoenix bloodline to save An Luo Yi.
The battle had begun.
But at the critical moment:
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Enough—!!!
Outside the array, from the classical pavilion, came an ethereal, authoritative shout, carrying a regal tone!
At the same time, from the source of the voice, a terrifying golden Dragon Might erupted, reaching the heavens.
Imperial Artifact: True Dragon Cauldron!
The Dragon Cauldron ascended, its divine power overwhelming.
At that moment, divine power transcended time, freezing everything.
Sensing help, He Ange suppressed his Evil Phoenix bloodline, returning to normal, keeping his trump card hidden.
Meanwhile,
Above the Feathering Sect’s hundred-man array, golden light descended, divine power like a true dragon, even the celestial array retreating.
“This, could it be…?!”
Time seemed to freeze, even the Great Elder, mid-strike, turned to look.
They saw,
On the classical pavilion behind the secret realm plaza, a black-robed fairy finally intervened. She stood, her phoenix eyes glowing with golden light, her expression cold as she looked at the hundred-man array, her anger palpable.
Moreover,
As she stood, her black-gold dress glowed with golden threads, transforming into a majestic dragon pattern, exuding authority!
“This is…”
“A first-rank Imperial Dragon Minister?”
…
