A Mortal's Journey: Starting as the Young Master of Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 35 Beauty Sheds Tears

After carefully storing Huang Tian's body, Wen Tianren released his divine sense and swept it across the hundred-mile sea area.

Then, with a slight smile, Kui Shui Lei Yun appeared beneath him, transforming into a streak of dark light and rapidly flying away into the distance.

Meanwhile, Yuan Yao had secretly escaped while Wen Tianren and the pockmarked old man were fighting, and was now fleeing at full speed.

Her face was pale, but a glimmer of hope burned in her eyes: "If we can find a deserted island, use the resources from that villain's storage bag to form our core, and then find a soul-nourishing treasure, we can definitely save Senior Sister!"

"Hopefully, that senior can stall that person for a while longer."

As she pondered, a familiar dark thundercloud slowly appeared at the horizon, blocking her escape path.

Then Wen Tianren's figure appeared from the dark clouds, his clothes fluttering lightly, his expression leisurely.

"She's so beautiful, yet so rude."

He spoke slowly, his tone slightly teasing, "I just saved you, and you slipped away without even a thank you? In that case... I'll just have to come and collect my thanks in person."

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, and hearing his words, she realized that he was the one who had saved her earlier. However, Yuan Yao had no time to pay attention to Wen Tianren's good looks. Hearing Wen Tianren's words, she was very flustered.

He thought to himself, "Could this person have actually killed the elders of the Qingyang Sect? How is that possible in such a short time?"

She quickly suppressed her panic, her face instantly adopting a pitiful yet slightly alluring expression. She smiled sweetly, her voice so soft it could melt water: "Senior is too kind. I was terrified by that villain and only thought of escaping for my life. How could I dare think of anything else? If I had known you possessed such supernatural powers, I certainly wouldn't have run away. Senior won't blame me, will you?"

Looking at Yuan Yao's alluring figure, Wen Tianren couldn't help but sigh that she was truly a vixen; no wonder that fool Huang Tian fell for her.

"Senior, the Core Formation cultivator took a liking to me when he saw my face. I refused to be his furnace, so he tried to kidnap my senior sister and me."

"My senior sister has already perished at the hands of that villain, leaving only me to flee in panic. If it weren't for encountering you, senior, I'm afraid I would have been killed by that person as well." Yuan Yao's voice choked with sobs, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Looking at how innocent Yuan Yao portrayed him, Wen Tianren thought that if he didn't know the inside story, he might have actually been fooled by her.

"Fairy Yuan Yao, you should stop with these petty tricks. That person was an elder of the Qingyang Sect, not some ordinary Core Formation cultivator as you claim. I didn't expect Fairy Yuan Yao to be so bold as to poison the young master of the Qingyang Sect."

Upon hearing Wen Tianren reveal her identity, Yuan Yao's eyes flashed with panic.

Then, as if resigned to his fate, he gave a sad smile: "Since senior knows everything... then please take me back to Qingyang Sect to collect my reward. Anyway, Senior Sister Yanli is dead, and I'm all alone. I don't want to live anymore."

Thinking about how she and her senior sister had been drifting in the Chaotic Star Sea for so many years, she wanted to find a powerful cultivator to protect her.

In the end, she entrusted the wrong person, causing her senior sister Yanli's physical body to perish, leaving only her soul. Meanwhile, she herself was being controlled by Wen Tianren and was about to fall into the hands of that villain from the Qingyang Sect. Sorrow welled up in her heart.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears trembled on her eyelashes, ready to fall.

"Hahaha, Huang Tian doesn't have the resources to hire me. It seems Fairy Yuan Yao is just trying to curry favor with me."

Yuan Yao was taken aback, looked up at him, her eyes full of doubt: "Senior, are you not here to arrest me? The Qingyang Sect is very powerful, and besides, you just let me go and offended the elders of the Qingyang Sect."

"I'm not afraid of offending them, not even the Six Paths Saints. The young master and elders of the Qingyang Sect you mentioned have already died at my hands. Do you think I'm afraid?" Wen Tianren slowly approached Yuan Yao, staring intently at her.

Upon hearing Wen Tianren's astonishing words, Yuan Yao was momentarily stunned. Then, as if remembering something, she suddenly widened her eyes: "Senior's surname is Wen. Could it be that Senior is Wen Tianren, the successor of the Six Paths?"

Having spent many years in the Chaotic Star Sea, Yuan Yao naturally knew of the name of Wen Tianren, the successor of the Six Paths and the number one genius of the Chaotic Star Sea.

She and her senior sister had previously sought the protection of powerful cultivators, and had also considered prodigies like Wen Tianren.

I had previously heard that the successor of the Six Paths stole the treasures of the Six Paths Supreme Saint and escaped, causing a commotion in the Chaotic Star Sea.

This person didn't even take the Qingyang Sect seriously, and even killed a Qingyang Sect elder of the same level in such a short time. Yuan Yao guessed that this person was Wen Tianren, the escaped successor of the Six Paths.

Wen Tianren was somewhat surprised, but did not deny it: "Miss Yuan actually knows me. However, you are so direct in revealing my identity. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? Since you know me, you must know that my identity is a secret."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao not only did not back down, but instead kowtowed heavily!

"Thump!"

Her snow-white forehead struck the rocks, drawing blood, but she paid no heed. She held aloft her hands, cradling a magnificent storage bag and a dark green banner, her voice trembling yet resolute:

"Senior Wen! This is the storage bag of the young master of Qingyang Sect. It contains many rare and precious magical treasures. I don't want anything; I'm willing to serve you as your servant. I only beg you to save my senior sister!"

Wen Tianren didn't stand on ceremony, after all, he had saved her, and he waved his hand to accept the storage bag, since it contained the Soul-Crying Beast he wanted.

This dark green banner is a Yin Soul magic artifact. Although it is only a top-tier magic artifact, the materials used are extremely rare.

It can nourish the soul, preventing the cultivator's spirit from perishing in an instant.

Of course, its effects are not as good as the three great divine woods like the Soul-Nourishing Wood, but it is much better than ordinary soul-gathering artifacts.

Wen Tianren took the dark green banner from Yuan Yao's hand, probed it with his divine sense, and said, "Only your senior sister's remnant soul remains inside! Her soul is damaged, so she probably can't possess another body."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao's vision went black, her face filled with disbelief.

The two women have relied on each other for survival within the sect, and their sisterly bond has lasted for decades.

Unexpectedly, this reunion led to an encounter with the young master of the Qingyang Sect, and his senior sister died at the hands of that villain while protecting her.

Now, upon hearing that Senior Sister Yanli was only a remnant soul and had no hope of being reborn through possession, Yuan Yao felt heartbroken.

At this moment, she shed her usual pretense, tears streaming down her face; she was genuinely crying for her senior sister.

Wen Tianren watched the beautiful woman weep.

Upon closer inspection, Yuan Yao is indeed a rare beauty in the world.

At this moment, her shapely green robe covered her exquisite body. However, in the wind formation of the Qingyang Sect elder, the green robe was torn in several places, and her alluring white skin was revealed from the torn parts of the green robe, which even Wen Tianren could not help but turn his head.

What's even more eye-catching is that on her fair wrist and forehead, there are three dazzling gold rings, one large and two small, which add to her charm.

Her hair, styled in a high bun and styled in a misty haze, had become slightly disheveled due to the fight, but it still couldn't conceal her stunningly beautiful face...

Her delicate oval face, now looking as if she were about to cry, easily evoked a protective instinct in people.