Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 35: Dungeon

Lucky, aren't you...

Originally, Tie Dan was trying to sneak to the vicinity of the Demon Suppression Platform under the cover of the surrounding foul-smelling green liquid. Yet, while feeling the scent on his body was too strong to evade the guards, he thought it would be challenging to climb up the platform. Unexpectedly, the opposition withdrew on their own...

Tie Dan soaked in the stinky liquid for a while longer, confirmed that the guards indeed left and weren't playing any tricks, and then, without hesitation, he climbed up the mountain, using the waterfall-like green liquid as a cover and the fallen Demon-suppressing Chain as a handhold.

Despite the fact that at this moment the gushing spring caused the green liquid to make the mountain walls exceptionally slippery and wet, which made falling to the bottom and getting severely injured likely, it didn't matter!

Tie Dan was naturally agile, scaling up and down like walking on flat ground, having since advanced to the Foundation Establishment Sword Seed! His body had undergone numerous rounds of strengthening, with potential limits increased exponentially, marking him as a conqueror among those in the Foundation Establishment Stage! Climbing such precipices was, by no means, a problem!

Moreover, although the smell was unpleasant, the green liquid indeed was rich in Returning Dust True Qi, akin to an excellent liquid elixir Spirit Spring, washing his whole body. With the green fluid pouring over him and the absorption of Dao power through ordinary and extraordinary meridians along this climb, Tie Dan's Qi was fully replenished, and his sword was sharpened!

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Alright! It's time to unleash carnage!

Then Tie Dan suddenly poked his head out!

But quickly retracted it...

Someone was approaching.

Gripping the cliff face, Tie Dan peeked cautiously and saw one of the concubines from the Princely Heir's entourage carrying a lunchbox, swaying her hips as she exited the Demon Suppression Tower, heading toward a secret tunnel at the bottom of the mountain cave from the metal tower, muttering angrily,

"Filthy wench! So what if you're favored for a moment? Sending me to guard the prison and deliver food! So you can play the flute, huh? Tomorrow the Demon will eat your mom's food, claim your mom's favor! Eventually, I'll kill you, you bitch! Bah! Wench!"

"..."

Is someone held captive?

Tie Dan darted his eyes, wiped his face, crawled up sneakily, followed the concubine's steps around the Demon Suppression Platform, and entered the dungeon under the tower.

From the look of things, the ground level is sealed with a Nine-layered Dao Tower, suggesting several more layers underground, like a nail driven into the mountain ridge, suppressing the Demon God.

"Let me out! Let me out!! Senior Brother! Senior Brother how are you! Senior Brother!"

Liu Xiaoliu was alive, hooked through the scapula with a pair of iron hooks, chained in the dungeon with bone-piercing shackles, his feet nailed with a through-heart stake, perforating the foot, sealing the Three Yang Meridians' Qi veins; a wretched sight indeed.

But he was somewhat fortunate; possibly due to the Demon Palace's bias against the disabled, fearing accidental death which could irk the Princely Heir, he wasn't tightly bound nor tortured heavily, thus still managed to crawl to the iron cage door and shout.

"Damn! Damn! How can I die here! How can I die in such a place!"

Xiao Liu smashed his head on the ground in frustration, yet was helpless.

Clearly, knowing that killing Qiu Niu would incur the Demon Palace's pursuit, the trio aimed for the Spirit Communication Secret Realm's exit. However, myriad eyes watched both from the ground and skies, leaving no escape.

In the end, after a bloody struggle, they were ambushed at the exit and trapped by the Demon Palace.

Handicapped Xiao Liu and cold-injury riddled Zhou Feng were captured. Senior Brother Yue Peng fought briefly, carving a path of blood, vanishing into a cave, yet pursued by countless beasts, fate unknown.

Even if Senior Brother Yue forges an escape, outside is the Demon Palace's realm, with Dongzhen Palace eyeing voraciously, should he seek sectarian aid, it's uncertain...

"Oh, still full of spirit, are we?"

Xiao Liu instinctively raised his head to see a pair of jade feet before him.

The pair of feet, as if made of fine jade, were quite eye-catching; furthermore, Xiao Liu's feet were particularly sensitive now, and upon a closer look, he found them not barefoot, yet insects' wings thin layer, crystalline like ice flakes, petal-shaped enshrouding them, a mystery magic treasure, perhaps a certain fashion from the Three Constellations Royal Capital... slippers?

From the ankle upward, lotus-like calves adorned with gold and jade, dazzled with all sorts of golden rings, jade bracelets, and pearl silver chains.

With also a Heavenly Market Immortal Silk draped, crafted from Immortal Silkworm Silk, the finest plain silk, bright in luster with pure texture, tactile smoothness, often used for scroll mounting. Glistening like a light coat of mist, closer inspection revealed a silk cocoon like texture wrapping the hips.

Aside from the semi-transparent drape of Ling Luo, this demoness was void of other attire. Nonetheless, she was a servant of the Immortal Palace, pampered by the vassal prince, the Immortal Silk drape for ease of use, and her equipment was full-fledged.

For instance, around her waist, a fine chain of gold entwined, seemingly breakable by a tug, with myriad storage waist cards and jade pendants adorning it, also collecting some private money. The black hair topped with jade hairpins and phoenix hairpieces, opulently ornate, resembling a peacock displaying its feathers.

Sure, albeit the taste leaned towards the garish side, it was clear ladies serving the vassal prince were carefully selected among thousands, with beauty stunning nations and visage that humbles flowers, an immortal worthy of poetic praise, or rather,

Gently fluttering rosy sleeves, Lithe steps as if flying, The swallows dance joyfully in the morning sun, Leaning tipsily in willow alleyways, Graceful dance of orioles soft fragrant limbs.

Full-eyed cloud bun adorned with emeralds, Autumnal dresses of hibiscus and radiant rainbow, Rich scents of musk and orchid, Pomegranate-like teeth holding fragrance, Heart-tearing with a radiant glance.

Simply put, just two words,

"Beautiful, is it not?"

This Demon Palace demoness, already aggrieved, intended to splash food into the lad's face, yet saw Xiao Liu gazing fixedly at her jade feet, flushed and short of breath, inexplicably giving rise to curious tastes in her heart, for a moment, it piqued her interest, unlocking the cell door, she sashayed in.

"Hungry, aren't you? Let sis feed you?"

Xiao Liu was jolted awake, hurriedly scrambling backward.

But dragging a crippled leg, he couldn't escape, blocked by the demoness, having her jade foot thrust in his face.

"Come now, not hungry, are we?"

Xiao Liu, incited blushing fiercely, suddenly tried to bite!

The demoness laughed gleefully, flipped Xiao Liu into the air with a nudge using her lotus-like foot, crashing him against the wall!

Instantly, Xiao Liu felt the iron hook tear through the scapula, barbed into the bone marrow, the pain drilling into his heart, huffing, with a salty tang flowing from his nose and mouth.

Yet, denied a chance to catch a breath, the demoness took a lotus-step, nimbly hooked with her foot, seizing Xiao Liu's clothes, dragging him underfoot, then leaning her thigh and twisting her waist, she sat on his stomach, leaving Xiao Liu gasping!

"Hehe! Little sibling, not hungry yet thirsty, I bet? Let sis quench your thirst."

The demoness, intending to toy with the lad, opened the lunchbox, taking a sip of wine, intending to feed him directly.

"Puh!"

Xiao Liu, being young, and knowing certain death, refused to let the Demon Palace bastards make a fool of him, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the demoness's face.

To his surprise, being long in service to the Princely Heir, she was no stranger to hardcore games, his spit was but a frolic; unfazed, she even swallowed the wine, licking her lips, her tongue twirling around Xiao Liu's sprayed blood, smiling,

"Little brother, are you still a child? Oh! I heard at the Demon Sect, Qi Gong's lore forbids breaking the Golden Core till perfected, fearing dilution of True Qi, undermining one's Primordial Yang... true?"

"You! Damn it! Stop!"

Xiao Liu saw her pulling at his waistband, bewildered and furious, swiftly retorting,

"Aren't you the Princely Heir's concubine! Aren't you afraid of him finding out!"

"Hehehe! Little brother, you sure know how to talk, how could I be called a concubine, plus, the Princely Heir's absorbed in music, can't bother with us."

The demoness beamed, nonetheless Xiao Liu's words prompted her, pulling out her ornate hairpin, loosening the golden waist tie, Immortal Silk cascading like the Milky Way fall, sliding seamlessly from her jade orbs.

"Now, aren't we secure from prying eyes. Rest assured, you'll be used for tomorrow's sacrifice to the Princely Heir; I won't play too rough, won't break you."

"I! Damn! Help!"

The demoness seized Xiao Liu's throat, preventing resistance, leaning in, whispered softly,

"Sis hasn't tried the Demon Sect's Child's Skill, today shall judge if what they say about True Breath holds... Ha..."

"Swooosh!"

Suddenly, a bright flash, Xiao Liu witnessed the demoness shaking intensely, while flipping her eyes, sliced diagonally across her face, crashing onto him splattering all over Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu, "Pff! Pff! Did you have to wait this long!"

Tie Dan stood at the cell entrance,

"I thought she wanted to transfer Breathing Qi to heal your wounds..."

"Transfer my ass! Didn't you see she intended to drain me dry! Ugh! Hurry and get her off me! Bleh! Her spit got into my mouth! Pfft! Pfft!"

After Tie Dan lifted her corpse, pulling nails and unlocking chains, supporting Xiao Liu to stand, Xiao Liu rapidly inquired,

"Where's Senior Brother?"

"Just me."

"Just you? Oh? You're healed? That elixir was that effective..."

Tie Dan, without much talk, carried Xiao Liu out of the cage.

Yet Xiao Liu realized, vehemently grasping the cell door,

"Wait, Senior Brother Zhou? We were caught together! How is he!"

Tie Dan briefly paused,

"Next door... alive, not well..."