Chapter 499: Supreme Dao Sect (2/2)

She definitely wouldn't forget Yan Ye, this man who dared to lie to her. She, Ji Yue, was not someone that could be casually lied to, moreover, by a man that she genuinely wanted to believe in.

However, this was her own opinion. In Mo Wuji’s eyes, he was not a man that she genuinely wanted to believe in, but a man she sincerely wanted to make use of. According to her logic, being able to be used by her, Ji Yue, was Yan Ye’s fortune and honour. However, this Yan Ye didn’t know how to appreciate her kindness, and even chose to ignore her.

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Mo Wuji followed Murong Xiangyu and walked a huge round. Only then, did they arrive in front of an encampment of a seemingly small sect. He didn’t even see any sign showing that this was the Supreme Dao Sect.

Murong Xiangyu turned and swept her eyes across Mo Wuji. Then she threw a pill towards him and said emotionlessly, ”This is a Facial Restoration Immortal Pill. After you eat it, follow me in.”

With that, she walked into that relatively small door.

Mo Wuji threw the pill into his storage ring; he also had this sort of pill, and his was even at the unique grade. If he, Mo Wuji, wanted to restore his appearance, would he even need a pill?

At this instant, he wasn’t thinking at all about his looks. Instead, he was wondering whether this was the Supreme Dao Sect’s encampment. This did not seem to match Yan Tianyu’s description; how could the Supreme Dao Sect’s encampment be much smaller than the Yan Clan’s, and even look so inconspicuous?

Even though his hearts were full of doubts, Mo Wuji could only follow Murong Xiangyu into this small door.

The moment he entered, Mo Wuji felt a chill throughout his body. Thereafter, the door behind him suddenly disappeared. Mo Wuji’s first reaction was to hurriedly retreat; this place was definitely not a good place.

Fortunately, he promptly calmed himself down. Knowing his current status and cultivation level, if someone wanted to kill him, there wasn’t a need for such a huge scheme. Perhaps, just a random excuse was already even to end him. There was no need to mention this Murong Xiangyu’s master, even Murong Xiangyu herself was more powerful than him; Mo Wuji guessed that she should be in the intermediate Xuan Immortal Stage. If he were to ever match up against Murong Xiangyu, he would only have a single option - run.

After calming himself down, Mo Wuji started to examine this place. What left Mo Wuji shocked was that this place was incomparably large, it was like a huge palace. From the looks of it, this was a space-type magic treasure.

The only part that differed from a palace was its simple interior; it did not have the grandeur and majesty of a palace.

Right at the center of the huge hall, sat a pretty woman in purple robes. In Mo Wuji’s perspective, this woman looked two to three years older than him, at most. However, Mo Wuji was sure that it definitely wasn’t so; she might even be some old demonic grandma that’s tens of thousands of years old.

Murong Xiangyu was standing behind this purple robed woman. By this purple robed woman’s side, seated a middle-aged man in brocade robes. Similarly, there was also a person standing behind this middle-aged man. It was a youth with a lofty appearance; his high and grand bearings clearly oppressed the lightning-scarred Mo Wuji.

Murong Xiangyu knew that Mo Wuji didn’t use her pill and frowned slightly.

”Yan Ye, Xiangyu has been married to you over these years. This time could be said to have helped Xiangyu gradually rid herself of mortal and worldly bonds. Thus, if you have any requests, feel free to say them. I will be able to satisfy them.” The purple robed woman’s gaze landed on Mo Wuji. Her voice was calm and free from emotions.

Satisfy? Mo Wuji confessed that he was a worldly man; he couldn't help but have some unhealthy thoughts when he heard that word. Fortunately, he was able to quickly throw these thoughts aside. These people were all old monsters; if they knew of his thoughts, they would definitely destroy him and leave him without a grave.

However, he completely didn’t know how getting married to Murong Xiangyu helped her gradually removed her worldly bonds. Logically, it should be a divorce that did that.

He didn’t bother clarifying as he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, ”Yan Ye greets senior. I don’t have any requests. Being able to help Fairy Xiangyu severe her worldly emotions and bonds is my Yan Clan’s honour and my dream.”

What dog’s fart request? To Mo Wuji, leaving now would be his greatest request? What worldly bonds? What severance of emotions? Screw that sh*t.

The purple robed woman was clearly comforted by Mo Wuji’s lack of request. She contentedly nodded her head, ”Today, I called you over because I have something I needed you to do.”

”Senior, feel free to instruct me. If there’s anything you need help with, I, Yan Ye, would be willing to climb mountains and cross seas to help you.” Mo Wuji patted his chest and threw all the burdens on Yan Ye. Now, he only wished to get out of here as soon as possible.

”Very good. As the saying goes: Whoever hung the bell on the tiger must be one to untie it. These years, you have been married to Xiangyu. During this time, you’ve helped Xiangyu remain pure. But now, it’s time to severe this karma…”

The moment the purple robed woman said this, Mo Wuji came to an understanding. It seems like Murong Xiangyu and Yan Ye were betrothed to each other as minors. Eventually, Murong Xiangyu caught the attention of the Supreme Dao Sect, and this marriage has become the shackles in Murong Xiangyu’s heart.

If he was not wrong, the reason why he was called over, was because they wanted to end this marriage between him and Murong Xiangyu. That way, Murong Xiangyu's dao heart would be set free.

[1] The full idiom in Chinese is to pull the tiger’s fur and wave it as a flag. It’s quite obvious what this idiom means HAHA