After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 186 - Luo Yi, You Really Had the Heart to Do It

In a way, Gu Li could indeed be called a “Destined One.”

Throughout history, very few have managed to escape from He Yan’s grasp, and Gu Li was one of those rare lucky ones.

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Originally,

When He Yan realized Gu Li had escaped, she was furious. After tracking his ancient dragon scent for ten miles, she chased him at near light speed.

Just as she was about to decapitate Gu Li with her abyssal blood scythe,

A void distorted, and an abyssal portal appeared beside He Yan—

“He Yan, the master calls you back.”

A cold, emotionless girl’s voice echoed from the portal.

Before He Yan could react,

A pale jade hand reached out from the portal, grabbing the back of her neck.

“Xiao Mo! Don’t pull me!”

“Wait, let me kill this bastard first!”

He Yan’s crimson eyes flashed with urgency as she struggled to break free but couldn’t overcome the abyssal hand’s strength.

The Black Dragon clan’s “Destined One” was right in front of her, but no matter how she swung her scythe, she was always just inches away.

“The master is angry. If you don’t return to apologize...”

“There will be no home left...”

The girl called Xiao Mo remained expressionless, dragging the semi-divine He Yan back through the abyssal portal.

After that,

The scene shifted, and He Yan found herself kneeling alongside the equally bewildered moonlit maiden.

They looked up,

Meeting the gaze of a delicate, jade-dressed phoenix girl.

At this moment,

Bathed in overwhelming killing intent, even though Feng Yuan was only 1.6 meters tall, her presence was like a death god’s nightmare.

A girl’s body with a mature woman’s voice, exuding an empress-like aura!

Thud!

Immediately,

He Yan collapsed, trembling in fear, prostrating herself on the ground.

Though He Yan and Yuan Yi usually addressed Feng Yuan by name, they weren’t truly equals. They had known Feng Yuan for a long time and took advantage of her usual easygoing nature. But when Feng Yuan got angry, they knelt faster than anyone—an ingrained submission.

“Useless fools, what use are you?”

Feng Yuan scolded them harshly, her icy face filled with cold anger—phoenix eyes like crescent daggers ready to cut them to pieces.

However,

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

When Yuan Yi fearfully presented the soul essence,

The little fairy stood stunned.

She took the soul essence, seeming to understand something.

For a moment,

Her phoenix eyes flashed with relief and joy but quickly returned to anger.

“This rebellious disciple...!”

She bit her lip,

Her cold face reflecting a mix of shame and anger as she spat out the words through gritted teeth.

After venting her anger,

She sighed,

Her face returning to its usual calm and emotionless state.

With a hint of helplessness and annoyance,

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath:

“Go fetch Tun Peng! Have her consume this rebellious disciple’s soul essence!”

“Yes, Master!!”

He Yan retreated in fear.

Yuan Yi picked up her puppet head that had rolled to Feng Yuan’s feet and retreated as well.

“This rebellious disciple...”

“He’s getting crazier... I wonder who he takes after...”

Left alone in the ancient abyssal hall,

Feng Yuan couldn’t help but mutter softly.

She wanted nothing more than to pin He Ange down and beat him until he understood the value of life!

Back then,

Feng Yuan had saved his life from the brink of death—yet he didn’t cherish it at all.

Thinking this,

She felt both angry and anxious—biting her lip in frustration.

Only two years with her,

And he dared to act so recklessly...

What would happen if he got too comfortable?

“It must be He Yan and Yuan Yi who corrupted him.”

“I’ll break their ribs later.”

“Master, Yuan Yi doesn’t have ribs...”

At some point,

A dark ghostly figure appeared beside Feng Yuan—reminding her in a cold, emotionless voice.

“?

Feng Yuan turned and glared at her.

Instantly,

The ghostly figure trembled—melting into the abyssal portal without another word.

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Zongshan Plains

Xuanque stood alone on the northern snow ridge—looking lonely and pitiful.

Her gaze first fell on the battlefield center where a silver-haired celestial maiden held a lifeless blood-stained youth in her arms—crying bitterly as his body disintegrated.

Then,

She looked northwest at the encroaching Dragon Dynasty celestial servants—and at the bandaged girl who had just vanished from sight.

Even...

The moonlit maiden who had been chatting with Xuanque had disappeared.

At this moment,

Xuanque’s face twitched—struggling to hold back tears.

She knew that all other abyssal apostles had been teleported back to Feng Yuan by Xiao Mo’s special ability...

Except for her—left behind like an abandoned soul—even hidden from the Dragon Dynasty celestial servants scouring the area for demonic cultivators due to her illusion disguise.

“Sob... sob...”

She bit her lip—holding back tears—

But eventually,

She couldn’t hold it in anymore—bursting into tears:

“Lord Ange...”

“You promised to take me home too...”

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On the battlefield of Zongshan Plains,

An Luo Yi knelt on the ground—holding a lifeless blood-stained youth with a gaping wound in his chest.

Now,

The evil phoenix runes on He Ange had vanished—his body devoid of any evil aura. He lay peacefully in her arms—his sleeping face serene.

An Luo Yi’s mind was nearly blank—

Everything had happened too quickly—the battle and every word replaying endlessly in her mind—

To the point where—

She couldn’t believe what she saw was real—

She had killed He Ange with her own hands!

Behind the silver-haired celestial maiden,

The white-haired elder who had narrowly survived was eagerly reporting to the arriving Dragon Dynasty celestial servants:

“It was the Moon Sect Witch! He Ange was also a Moon Sect demonic cultivator!”

“This was all part of the witch’s plan——!!!”

Li Daoyuan confessed frantically—even though his hands and feet were shackled by the celestial servants—he didn’t dare break his previous oath.

Those were two semi-divines...

Having lived nearly a thousand years—the highest authority he’d ever met was Shengxu Sect’s ancestor—

And even that ancestor was only at Void God level—not even close to Heavenly God or Residual God levels. Yet even so—that ancestor was Shengxu Sect’s supreme being—

Under such pressure—how could Li Daoyuan dare betray his oath?

Who knew if those two semi-divines were still lurking nearby?

If he didn’t shift blame properly—they might decapitate him with that black blood scythe!

“So you believe this was orchestrated by the witch?”

“You mean this battle was between Wanmo Sect generals and Moon Sect demonic cultivators over ancient treasures?”

Several celestial servants took notes—analyzing the situation thoughtfully.

“Yes! Exactly! It was Moon Sect!”

“But... there’s significant abyssal energy here—when did Moon Sect ally with abyssal forces?”

“That’s not surprising! Moon Sect is near the northern ice plains—neighbors with northern secret realms. It’s not unusual for them to collude with abyssal forces! Besides—the Blood Moon Witch’s ruthless methods are no different from an evil cult!”

Li Daoyuan spoke fearfully but earnestly—

Meanwhile,

He glanced at the silver-haired celestial maiden holding He Ange’s body—terrified:

“And according to rumors—the Holy Son of Yumo Sect also died at Moon Sect’s hands—they possessing abyssal treasures isn’t surprising! Especially since Celestial Servant Luo Yi has an abyssal treasure herself?”

“Hmm—you make some sense...”

“Luo Yi killing Moon Sect demonic cultivator He Ange—and both using abyssal treasures explains this area’s dense abyssal energy...”

“Li Daoyuan—your logic holds for now.”

The celestial servants exchanged glances—continuing their notes while acknowledging Li Daoyuan’s testimony somewhat—

But ultimately—their leader—a second-rank celestial servant stepped forward—speaking sternly:

“However—Li Daoyuan—this is still just your side of the story.”

“Whether this information can absolve you depends on capturing other demonic remnants here—to verify your claims.”

“I understand! I understand!”

Li Daoyuan expressed gratitude—

Betraying celestial sects warranted death—but he hadn’t succeeded in his betrayal yet—

And as a Divine Transformation elder—Dragon Dynasty could use him as a slave rather than executing him outright—

Confession for leniency! Reform for survival!

This was Li Daoyuan’s only hope now—

Surviving under two semi-divine evil cultivators’ hands left him with no other desires—just being alive was a blessing!

Meanwhile,

Several celestial servants sighed—

Their gazes turned northward with concern—

Currently—the only reinforcements for An Luo Yi were three or four celestial servants—including themselves. The remaining thirty or forty were sealing off Zongshan Plains entirely—

As for their experienced second-rank Dragon General—he led elite troops northward for encirclement—

But strangely enough...

Despite their perfect encirclement—they couldn’t find those two powerful demonic cultivators who had appeared earlier—

This was odd—

They’d sealed off thousands of miles—even using teleportation talismans couldn’t cover such distances instantly—

They’d waited so long for Wanmo Sect’s battle with another force to end—ready to swoop in for victory—

But now—the demonic cultivators seemed to have vanished...

“Sigh—if Celestial Servant Luo Yi hadn’t acted prematurely—we might’ve captured those powerful demonic cultivators.”

“Yes—since she fought He Ange—they disappeared...”

“We’ve wasted all this time...”

The celestial servants whispered among themselves—feeling somewhat resentful—

As Dragon Dynasty celestial servants—they aimed for merit and rewards—

All were poised for action under their general’s command—ready to capture demons for glory—

But because An Luo Yi acted alone—their plans changed—and they ended up empty-handed...

And truth be told—

Everyone knew He Ange and An Luo Yi were Dao companions before—

Now An Luo Yi disrupted military discipline for personal reasons—affecting everyone’s mission success—and He Ange—a Moon Sect demonic cultivator conspiring with Li Daoyuan over ancient treasures deserved death!

These Dao companions were despised by Dragon Dynasty celestial servants—

A flawless plan turned into their stage—with everyone else left empty-handed...

“Sigh—let’s keep quiet—they’re ‘Destined Ones’ after all...”

“And Luo Yi did kill her lover—it looks pretty tragic.”

“Yeah—I wonder if our general caught those escaping demonic cultivators...”

“Hope he’s okay.”

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Zongshan Plains – Northern Snow Ridge

Amidst endless snowy hills—the Dragon General led relentless searches—

He’d seen it clearly—a dark figure wielding an abyssal crescent slash cutting through thousands while chasing an ancient-bloodline demonic prodigy—

Their battle witnessed firsthand by the general—

Experienced in countless battles—he knew An Luo Yi’s solo charge had alerted those powerful demonic cultivators—they must’ve guessed Dragon Dynasty troops were nearby—

So knowing they’d been discovered—the general didn’t bother aiding An Luo Yi—instead leading elites directly after those true threats—the empress’ real targets—the dangerous demonic elders...

But unfortunately,

He lost them—

That dark figure vanished mid-air after being just ten miles away—a strange occurrence indeed—

“Could they have brought teleportation cultivators along?”

“But achieving ‘coordinate teleportation’ requires Void God-level experts...”

The general stood atop a snow ridge sighing—

Blaming An Luo Yi for acting prematurely and alerting their enemies—

He’d always known these so-called ‘Destined Ones’ were arrogant and selfish!

But just as he prepared to lead his troops back empty-handed—a glance revealed an unexpected sight—a white-haired witch staring back at him—

The general froze—filled with alarm and vigilance—

And so did the gothic-dressed witch—but only momentarily before her eyes turned blood-red with killing intent—

“Blood Moon Witch! So it was you behind this!!” The general roared angrily—

“?

Baffled by his accusation,

Mu Yanli raised an eyebrow—

Though she didn’t respond verbally—two crescent blades appeared in her hands radiating danger—

“Demonic presence detected! Follow my command!”

“Activate Demon-Slaying Formation! Capture Blood Moon Witch alive!”

In an instant,

Elite celestial servants surrounded Mu Yanli forming layers upon layers—a perfect trap sealing everything within its bounds—

At that moment—the Dragon Dynasty Demon-Slaying Formation activated—unleashing terrifying suppression and imprisonment powers—

Mu Yanli felt a shiver down her spine sensing danger from these high-ranking celestial servants—the Dragon General among them being particularly threatening—

“What nonsense?”

She muttered coldly—

Meanwhile biting her lip in frustration feeling both angered and wronged—

Having just dealt with Wanmo Sect troublemakers—now facing baseless accusations from Dragon Dynasty soldiers setting up formations to kill her—

“Fine! Fine! Fine!”

Saying ‘fine’ thrice showed how disgusted she felt—

“If you’re all so eager to die—I’ll oblige!”

Boom!

Snow shook black blood ignited skyward—

Formation Art: Ten Directions Blood Prison!

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Seven Days Later

Dragon Dynasty Holy Court – Poetry Cloud Hall

In a study pavilion—a dragon-robed celestial maiden read through piles of memorials—her face pale phoenix eyes filled with shock forgetting even to breathe momentarily—

Beside her knelt a silver-haired celestial maiden wearing golden-threaded dragon robes—a cold expression devoid of emotion—but biting her lip showing hints of regret and despair within those proud eyes—

After some time,

Qin Shiyan tossed one memorial onto the ground before turning away—with dark phoenix eyes radiating Divine Transformation-level dragon might forcing even this proud ‘Destined Heroine’ lower into submission!

Her eyes reflected anger then regret disappointment sorrow helplessness...

Taking deep breaths calming herself down eventually refraining from further scolding—the silver-haired celestial maiden raised her hand dismissively:

“Luo Yi—you really had the heart to do it...”

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