Hell Emperor

Chapter 269 Ren Changhong-Huawu

Under Ren Changhong's luck, a gentle attraction also spread towards Ye Jie.

The attraction was not strong, and Ye Jie only had to struggle hard to get rid of the force, but that also meant that the operation of the Nether Spirit Art failed.

Ye Jie sighed softly. Now that things have happened, Youdie's injuries have affected his heart even more. He is more willing to put his mind on how to recover Youdie, which is not what Ren Changhong wishes.

"Aren't you willing? Or...are you afraid?"

Seeing that Ye Jie didn't make any move for a long time, Ren Changhong was slightly startled, exhaled and stopped the exercise, and asked.

"Youdie was injured because of me, and I have no intention of turning it into a ghost magic weapon now."

Ye Jie shook his head. If he didn't cooperate in using the Nether Spirit Art, Ren Changhong wouldn't be able to force it.

Hearing this, Ren Changhong fell into silence and said after a while: "I care about Youdie as much as you do, but with us now, there is no way to restore her. Didn't Su Miao say that? Wait for the competition in the Underworld Palace. When it's over, she will feed the Soul-Calling Pill to Youdie, and Youdie will be able to recover by then."

As he said that, Ren Changhong raised the corner of his mouth and nudged Ye Jie with his elbow: "They say caring leads to chaos, but I think you are a bit confused. Look at your appearance of having never seen the world. The slightest problem will make you at a loss. Like this No. It’s useless to be anxious like you are. It’s better to put the problem aside and think of a solution for the next competition.”

"That's what I said, but..." Ye Jie paused and did not continue.

But he really has a way to help Youdie recover.

Ren Changhong didn't know about this, and thought that Ye Jie didn't want to turn into a ghost magic weapon because of his ridicule all the way, so he had to scratch his head and speak slowly:

"Actually, at the beginning, I wanted to cooperate with you in using the Nether Spirit Art. There was another reason..."

"Oh? What's the reason?" Ye Jie was curious and asked further.

Ren Changhong looked at him and said seriously: "You have experienced the power of the Nether Spirit Art. You should know that if you want to develop a high-grade Nether Spirit Magic Artifact, you need a very close relationship between the two of them, and this is what I want. …”

"Indeed." Ye Jie frowned, "You want to become close to me? But why..."

Ye Jie didn't understand what Ren Changhong was selling. Judging from her sarcastic and contemptuous words in the past, she had no intention of getting close to him at all. In addition, she didn't show anything attractive to her. How could she have such an idea?

Ren Changhong coughed dryly. Even with her determination, she felt a little embarrassed: "You know, to practice the Xuannv Sutra, you need to find someone with a close relationship, just like me and my disciple..."

Now Ye Jie finally understood, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time: "It turns out that you want to kill me so that you can quickly master the Xuannv Sutra!"

"Exactly." Ren Changhong snapped his fingers, "My original plan was to make our relationship closer. After this competition is over, I will kill you so that I can cultivate the Xuannv Sutra to a higher level. stage. Even if you die, no one in Moluo Palace will care. It can be said that you kill two birds with one stone and turn waste into treasure."

Ye Jie helplessly held his forehead. Now he understood why Ren Changhong took the initiative to stand in front of him when facing the ferocious Blood Shura. It turned out that this was her plan.

However, now that she was able to say these words, Ye Jie's eyes changed: "Since you told the truth in advance, the effectiveness of the Xuannv Jing practice has been greatly reduced. Could it be that you have changed your mind?"

This time, Ren Changhong didn't say a word for a long time and was silent for a long time. It wasn't until Ye Jie was a little confused that he spoke:

"I guess you're right. All the experiences I've experienced before have made me reflect on my past actions. Maybe family is really more important than cultivation. It turns out that the feeling of being betrayed is not good at all. No matter how much cultivation you have, the feeling is... It’s the same.”

Hearing this, Ye Jie was in awe, and then listened to her continue: "I have been very strong during so many years in Moluo Palace. I killed countless evil ghosts, and then I ascended to the position of Fengyun Guicha. I thought I had seen through the world, I thought my heart would not be shaken by external things, but when I learned that my disciple still loves me, my heart finally collapsed..."

At the end of her speech, her words began to choke. She, who had always been cold and harsh, actually showed her fragile and helpless side in front of Ye Jie: "How could she be like this? I have obviously betrayed her a long time ago, after so many years. , every time she thinks of me, how painful her heart is..."

The repeated blows made Ren Changhong look tired, and the memories of the past tied up her heart, making it impossible for her to get out for a long time. Her body trembled, like a thin willow swaying in the wind, which was heartbreaking.

Ye Jie raised his hand, as if hesitating, but finally patted her shoulder: "If you want to make up for it, even if you become a ghost, you can still come back to her. Not only her, but also Li Feimo, yours The family is waiting for you."

Encouraged by Ye Jie, Ren Changhong took a deep breath and quickly regained his confidence. The confidence of the past appeared on his brows: "You are right, how can I stop here? I still want to go back." Be with my family, even if there are difficulties and obstacles ahead, I will do it!”

Seeing that her expression improved and she took courage, Ye Jie was also happy for her and heard her say:

"I will win this competition, get the main account of the Nether Spirit Hall, and then present the main account to His Highness Moruo, so that His Highness Moruo will grant me freedom! I can't do all this with my own strength, I need your help."

She looked at Ye Jie, and a bit of earnestness appeared in her eyes: "Xura Jie, are you willing to put aside the past and help me in the competition? Even if I planned to kill you before, even if I always find fault with you, can you still put aside the past and become my Nether Spirit magic weapon? I won't be surprised if you say no."

Face Ye Jie smiled faintly at Ren Changhong, who looked nervous: "Since you said so, how can I refuse? In this case, use the Dark Spirit Divine Art on me and see how far we can go."

After getting Ye Jie's approval, Ren Changhong no longer had any worries in her heart. She stretched out her hand and clenched it, and uttered a clear and delicate cry: "The Dark Spirit Divine Art!"

As she slowly practiced the skills, Ye Jie's figure shattered and turned into countless light spots, gathering towards the long sword in Ren Changhong's hand. Behind the hilt, it turned into a dark and dark sword tassel, as deep as the night.

As the sword tassel was formed, Ren Changhong only felt that the blade in his hand trembled violently, with a faint sense of mighty power. If he listened carefully, he could still hear the faint dragon roar in the wind.

"Fifth-grade magic weapon, black dragon beard sword tassel..."

Feeling the power of the magic weapon, Ren Changhong took a deep breath and his pupils shrank slightly.

Magical instruments belong to immortals. She has been a Shura for so many years, and all her belongings added up are only enough to exchange for a sixth-grade magic instrument, which is the Frost Sword in her hand. Unexpectedly, Ye Jie can now transform it into a fifth-grade magic instrument for her.

Under the blessing of the Black Dragon Whisker Sword Tassel, the power of the Frost Sword has been raised by more than a level. Holding the hilt tightly in her hand, even if she faces the Blood River Shura again, Ren Changhong is sure to fight him for a few moves. This is the power of a fifth-grade magic instrument!

After finishing the exercise, Ye Jie's figure returned to normal, and the relationship between the two also changed subtly. Looking at him, Ren Changhong was full of emotion, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them with her temper.

"What's wrong? You look like you have something to say." Ye Jie raised his eyebrows.

"Shura Jie... I began to believe that you could really transform into a third-grade magic sword for others before." Ren Changhong said with emotion.

Ye Jie smiled, but did not go into the topic further. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "The Black Dragon Whisker Sword Tassel is only a fifth-grade magic weapon. Compared with the Nether Spirit Magic Treasure in the hands of Fairy Miao Rou, it is undoubtedly much inferior. With this alone, I am afraid we cannot win this competition."

"You are right... It is not easy to use the Nether Spirit Divine Art to defeat the people of the Nether Spirit Palace."

Ren Changhong sighed, and when she glanced at Ye Jie, her depressed mood also improved a lot. She smiled faintly and gave Ye Jie a reassuring look:

"Don't worry, even if this Even though you failed in the competition, I will still protect you in the Demon Palace. You will follow me from now on. If any Asura is blind and intends to bully you, tell me the name of that person and I will help you! "

Ye Jie shook his head helplessly. With six stitching pages on his body, it was uncertain who would follow whom. He did not need Ren Changhong's protection, but he still remembered the kindness and said, "I will thank God if you don't bully me."

"Tsk, you care so much about the past, no wonder the Black Dragon Beard Sword Tassel is only of the fifth rank." Ren Changhong snorted lightly, rarely refutating on this point.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and her face showed curiosity: "I remember that you have also learned the Dark Spirit Divine Art, and you and I are both ghosts. Logically, I can turn you into a Dark Spirit magic weapon, so conversely, you can also turn me into a Dark Spirit magic weapon! If you are allowed to perform the Dark Spirit Divine Art, will the grade of the magic weapon be higher?"

Ye Jie touched his chin, and all kinds of knowledge about the Dark Spirit Divine Art emerged in his mind. After some thinking, he came to the answer: "It shouldn't be. The effect of the Dark Spirit Divine Art only depends on the relationship between the two people. The grade of the magic weapon will not become higher just because someone else performs it."

"Why are you talking so much? Come and try it!" Ren Changhong didn't care about that. She pulled Ye Jie and was determined to try it.

"Let's try it."

Ye Jie couldn't resist her. He was also a little curious about what kind of Dark Spirit magic weapon she could turn into, so he didn't hesitate and immediately used his power to perform the Dark Spirit Divine Art.

Ren Changhong took a deep breath, and his figure turned into a vague light spot and dissipated, and then quickly reorganized behind Ye Jie.

When the light faded, a large and pure cloud-like, white snow-like cloak appeared behind Ye Jie's shoulders. The cloak hung from behind him, adding a bit of holy and magnificent momentum to him. Even if he did nothing, he could feel a sense of impending storm and righteousness.

Ye Jie reached out and stroked the delicate and soft shawl, and slowly said: "Fifth-grade magic weapon, Qi Guan Changhong Hanging."

Just as Ye Jie expected, Qi Guan Changhong Hanging was just a fifth-grade magic weapon, the same grade as the Black Dragon Beard Sword Tassel.

Fifth-grade magic weapons, placed in the mortal world, are also quite rare, but compared with those top-level dark spirit magic weapons, they are much inferior.

Ye Jie was about to further try the ability of Qi Guan Changhong Hanging, but saw the shawl turned into a light spot and dispersed, and Ren Changhong took the initiative to unlock the Dark Spirit Divine Art.

"It's boring. I can only transform into a piece of armor. I thought that with my efforts, I could transform into a sword..." Ren Changhong shook his head and couldn't help complaining.

Ye Jie seemed to have thought of something and said: "I remember that among the magic weapons incarnated by the Nether Spirit Art, the sword is the most rare."

Ren Changhong nodded: "You are right. Transforming a sword is different from transforming into other ghost magic weapons. There are extremely strict requirements for the relationship between the two."

After a pause, Ren Changhong glanced at Ye Jie: "If you want to turn into a sword, you need to find the person who can protect you from the wind and rain, and cut through the thorns... Many of the founders of the Xuannv Sect have never found him throughout their lives. Such people cannot turn into swords and can only use other ghost magic weapons."

Ye Jie nodded slightly and listened to her: "Speaking of which... based on what I just said, you who are helpless and unaccompanied in the Demon Palace should regard me as your savior, but you didn't I turned into a sword, which is a bit strange..."

Hearing this, Ye Jie shrugged helplessly: "Transforming a sword is not that simple. Just based on your words without actual actions, no one would believe it."

Ren Changhong waved his hand. At this time, Ye Jie seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said: "The second-grade artifact that just killed the Blood River Shura, the Netherworld Divine Sword, is it also formed by the Netherworld Divine Art?"

Ren Changhong corrected him and said, "You are overthinking. There is only one Nether Spirit Divine Sword. It belongs to the Master of Nether Spirit Palace and Grandmaster Ming Ji. It is not the incarnation of Nether Soul Divine Art."

"I see……"

Seeing that Ye Jie seemed to be thinking about something, Ren Changhong said helplessly: "In that case, I can only be my disciple's sword. She is the only one who can turn me into a sword. I don't know how long it will take. I Only then can I escape from the Demon Palace and return to her side... Speaking of which, what about you? Can someone be your sword?"

"My sword?"

Ye Jie was slightly stunned as if he was stopped by Ren Changhong's words.

"Yes, your sword." Ren Changhong nodded, "What every practitioner of the Nether Spirit Art has been looking for all his life is the person who can transform the sword into a sword for him. Unable to complete the transformation of the Nether Spirit into a sword, It’s very difficult to even get started with the Nether Spirit Magic. Have you found the one who is willing to be bruised and bruised for you, even to the point of losing his soul?”

As if being questioned by Ren Changhong's words, Ye Jie fell into silence and did not answer for a long time.

In the past, Ye Jie used to be the magic weapon of the underworld that transformed into someone else. Now, although he has learned the magic weapon of the underworld, it is not easy to find the person who transformed into a sword. Ye Jie has never even thought about this problem. Considered it.

"Probably...no?" Ye Jie said uncertainly.