Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts-Chapter 272 - Wouldnt you both agree?

“The time is just about right.”

A soft, melodious female voice drifted through the air.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The moment this voice entered Xia He’s ears, his heart pounded violently—

As if each beat was about to shatter his chest from the inside!

Xia He clutched his heart tightly.

His heartbeat grew faster and more intense.

A terrible realization dawned on him—his spiritual energy was spiraling out of control, and the fate he had barely managed to suppress was now surging chaotically through his body once more.

The grand formation of the Tianxuan Sect was slipping from his grasp, even beginning to turn against him, ravaging his body from within.

“This heart... Something’s wrong with this heart!”

At last, Xia He understood what was happening.

“Mo Zhuer!” Xia He roared, his voice filled with fury, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

“Right here, Sect Master Xia.”

Mo Zhuer floated a hundred meters in front of Xia He, smiling at him.

“What did you do to this heart?!” Xia He’s gaze locked onto her, his eyes burning with rage.

Mo Zhuer’s eyes curved into crescents as she spoke with a light, cheerful tone. “Oh, I didn’t do much. When I was in the Western Region the Sect Master once rewarded me with a Zhu Xian Flower. The nectar of that flower is quite fascinating.

It’s no different from ordinary nectar—except that when it comes into contact with blood, it changes within half an hour.

And then... it produces a poison so potent that even immortals cannot resist it. That’s all.”

“You... you plotted against me! What does the Black Lotus Sect gain from this?!” Xia He clenched his fists tightly, his anger and agony so overwhelming that his nails dug deep into his palms.

“For the Black Lotus Sect? Nothing much.” Mo Zhuer’s smile remained as sweet as ever. “But for me? The benefits are quite significant.”

“You’re not afraid of the Black Lotus Sect coming after you? This was your sect’s grand plan—centuries in the making! And now you’ve ruined it!”

Xia He couldn’t believe it. Mo Zhuer had actually betrayed the Black Lotus Sect? She had sabotaged this scheme, even though it was of paramount importance to her sect?

No matter what she gained, could it possibly be worth this?

Was she truly unafraid of the entire Black Lotus Sect hunting her down?

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How could she dare?

“No need to trouble yourself worrying about that, Sect Master. I’ll handle it.” Mo Zhuer’s eyes remained playful, carefree.

“You—!”

“Pfft!”

Before Xia He could finish, blood spewed from his mouth.

His body swelled grotesquely, like a balloon being inflated beyond its limit.

“I can’t die! I can’t die! I’m so close to reaching the Ascension Realm—I can’t die yet! I—”

Boom!

Xia He’s body exploded midair, scattering into a mist of blood.

All that remained was the black, demonic heart, hovering alone in the sky.

Everyone stared at Xia He’s sudden demise, an overwhelming sense of disbelief washing over them.

It felt unreal.

Just moments ago, he had been so unstoppable, so domineering—

And now, he was simply... gone?

“Disgusting thing.”

Mo Zhuer flicked her finger at the heart.

True flames engulfed the black demonic heart, reducing it to ashes in an instant.

The reason the demons had been able to descend was entirely due to Xia He using himself as the summoning medium.

Now that Xia He was dead, the medium had vanished—

And so, the rift in the sky began to shrink, as the laws of this world forcefully rejected the demon’s presence.

“What a pathetic waste.”

The armored humanoid demon sighed.

“I’ll grant you all a little more time to cling to your lives. But know this—one day, this world will be ours.”

The demon’s voice dissipated into the sky.

“Whether you descend or not, what does it have to do with me?”

Mo Zhuer’s expression remained indifferent.

These so-called demons were nothing more than another kind of existence, like humans or妖族(yōuzú, beast clans).

Were they powerful? Then she would simply become stronger.

This world had always followed the law of the jungle. Whether the demons descended or not, the strong would still rule over the weak.

Although Mo Zhuer loathed Xia He as a person, there was one belief of his that she agreed with—strength is the only true authority.

Xia He was dead. The Demon Lord had failed to descend. However, before his demise, Xia He had managed to summon a considerable number of demons.

Wang Xuan and the others were currently engaged in exterminating them.

As for the Tianxuan Sect disciples who had sided with Xia He, they knew the battle was lost and that they would inevitably face retribution.

Not willing to fight to the death, they frantically fled from the sect.

But how could the loyal Tianxuan Sect disciples possibly let these traitors escape?

Naturally, they gave chase, cutting them down one by one.

Even though Xia He was dead and the overall situation was settled, chaos still reigned.

At that moment, Mo Zhuer floated up to the Xuantian Tree and lightly tapped it.

Instantly, the ancient tree began to crack apart.

The ground and mountains of Tianxuan Sect trembled violently.

The Guardian Spirit was dead.

Xia He was dead.

The sect’s protective formation had not only lost its master but had also suffered severe damage.

This was the perfect moment to extract the Dragon Vein.

“ROOOOAR!”

A deep dragon’s cry echoed through the mountains as Mo Zhuer directly ripped out the Tianxuan Sect’s Dragon Vein.

A massive, ethereal dragon of pure fortune surged out from the Xuantian Tree.

As the Dragon Vein was stripped away, the once-lush tree rapidly withered, its leaves turning yellow and crumbling into dust.

The Dragon Vein coiled around Mo Zhuer, before finally merging into her robes.

The black fabric of her dress shimmered, now embroidered with the image of a silver-white dragon.

“I’ll be taking your Tianxuan Sect’s Dragon Vein,” Mo Zhuer announced to Wang Xuan and the others.

Then, her gaze fell upon Xu Ming.

“We’ll meet again~”

With a flick of her fingers, she crushed a Void Shattering Pearl.

A tear in space opened behind her, and without hesitation, she stepped into the void.

Jiang Ruyan transformed into a wisp of blue smoke and followed after her.

The entire process took no more than five breaths.

Even if the others wanted to stop them, it was already too late.

With Xia He dead and Mo Zhuer gone, Xu Ming—already exhausted beyond his limits—could hold on no longer.

His body plummeted from the sky.

Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan both shot forward at the same time, trying to catch him.

The two noticed each other mid-air, both frowning slightly—but neither was willing to back down.

“Oh my, even in his sleep, this little boy is so handsome.”

In the end, however, neither of them caught Xu Ming.

Instead, it was Zhou Wanfeng who cradled him in her arms.

Smiling at the two stunning beauties, she quipped, “Wouldn’t you both agree?”