The Steward Demonic Emperor-Chapter 1223: Snatched

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Whoosh~

Figures landed in a thick forest, with Demonic Emperor Zhao Chen in the lead. Behind him was Bali Yuyu who brought Zhuo Fan, as well as a young lady that glanced about.

“Steward Zhuo, are you certain the entrance is around here?”

Zhao Chen asked Zhuo Fan, who glanced back at Shuang’er, “This is the place, right? We can’t make any mistake, it is Demonic Emperor’s great undertaking.”

“Big brother Zhuo, I recognize this place from the stars. It’s the right place.”

Shuang’er nodded with confidence, then she turned grave and squinted at the sun, “The death star changes based on the world revolutions and humanity. I need to be certain of its position today before I can say anymore. This shows the path to Nether Sea changes as well.” 

Zhuo Fan nodded and said, “Demonic Emperor sir, leave it to Shuang’er. She will find the entrance!”

“The Luo clan is filled with talents. A young lady actually can read the stars, a true gem.” Zhao Chen sighed, “It’s my fortune to have the Luo clan come to serve under me.” 

Zhuo Fan smiled, “Demonic Emperor sir is too kind. We have nothing but some strange skills from all walks of life. We still need sir’s guidance. I only hope that when sir soars, you would remember our efforts today and look after us. It’s my only wish.”

“Rest assured that I won’t ever forget you devotion, ha-ha-ha…”Zhao Chen laughed then stared at Shuang’er as she took two steps east, three steps west.

[This girl looks to know her stuff, but the wait is killing me.] 

After a long and slow period, Shuang’er kept her constant pacing around the forest. As the sun set, she still wore a deep frown.  

Zhao Chen was tense, thumping with her every step.

[Can she really do it?]

With no diviner in his ranks, he could only rely on her.

Shuang’er lit up and stood firm, “Found it. At the 128th degree of the ecliptic, the death star’s deviation, shifts the central palace and changes the world below. This is the place!” 

Shuang’er stomped with confidence.

Zhuo Fan lit up and came to look.

“This is the Nether Sea entrance? But how do we get in?” Zhao Chen stared down at the grass and asked.

Zhuo Fan smiled, taking out hundreds of sacred stones and setting up an array, “Every secret path has to be connected to pocket space. This is the ancient Piercing Cloud Array and by finding the aright door, we can link the worlds and open the barrier to travel.”

“Ancient array?”

Zhao Chen eyed Zhuo Fan, “You know them? All are kept by Sacred Mountains, how…”

Zhuo Fan smirked, “Clan legacy, but only a couple and not stockpiled like Sacred Mountains, he-he-he…”

“Sir, let’s hurry and open the door, the Nether Sea is right ahead!”

Zhuo Fan rushed Zhao Chen, egging him on. With Nether Sea, Zhao Chen forwent Zhuo Fan’s suspicion, overtaken by excitement. 

Zhuo Fan made signs: 

“The gates of the Abyss open wide,

Spirits and souls stay on the other side.

For the path of the Nether Sovereign I stride,

Follow me, my comrades, with courage as our guide!”

Hum~

The array flared to life with blinding lights before a beam of light shot into the sky, connecting with a bright star high above.

Shuang’er cried, “It’s the death start! This is the way! The Nether Sovereign used the death star to seal it. To open it you must pass through the death star as well, then enter the Nether Sea. It’s just like the map said!”

“Then I’ll go to Nether Sea for Nether Sovereign’s cultivation method.”

Zhao Chen shouted in excitement, “It’s providence! Heaven wants me Sovereign, ha-ha-ha…”

A creepy laugher came just as his reached the peak, “Ha-ha-ha, Demonic Emperor, you really did crack the Nether Sea map. You didn’t let me down, waiting for half a year.”

“Who said that?”

Zhao Chen shouted and grimaced as he looked back at the familiar fat man, “Brother Demonic Emperor, what I couldn’t do in decades, you did it in just a year. You have my respect.”

“Gambling Emperor!”

Zhao Chen ground his teeth, “What are you doing here? Did someone leak it?”

“There was no need, for I planned on watching anyone who had the map from the moment I threw it away.” 

“But I gave it up. Why are you still stalking us?”

“True, you did give it up, but your acting was too obvious something was up.”

The Gambling Emperor snickered, “All of Sacred Domain knows of your boiling rage and temper. You just got the map then forced to hand it over soon after yet you were more than happy to? Something’s just isn’t right here. Then when we left the hall, you ran away on the spot, becoming even more suspicious. Sure, the possibility of cracking the map was highly improbable, but I still tailed you this half a year every minute on the hour. Lo and behold, you haven’t let me down, finding the entrance. Demonic Emperor, thank you for that, ha-ha-ha…”

Zhao Chen balled his fists, his eyes spitting fire.

He toiled to find this place only to let others take it?

Zhuo Fan watched in silence, snickering in his mind. He long noticed the Gambling Emperor’s gaze and merely omitted mentioning it.

That was why he leaked the truth of the map to Zhao Chen when news of Saints appearing came. Zhao Chen would then hand over the map and draw attention with his weird behavior, all to fan the flames of conflict.

[The five Emperor war ended up a bust, but now you’ll be sure to fight to the death. There’s but one Nether Sovereign legacy and you must keep it a secret as well.]

[Now fight and kill for your survival and future!]

Zhuo Fan sneered inside.

The two were about to do just that when a proudfull voice came, “Oh, Demonic Emperor, Gambling Emperor, you guys found the entrance and plan on having it all to yourself? We did have a deal, no, so shouldn’t you share it with the Ruby Cloud Sect as well?” 

“Enchanting Empress?”

The two whipped their heads back.

Whoosh~

The Enchanting Empress brought a dozen disciples with her as she floated down with a smirk.

The two huffed, with Demonic Emperor demanding, “Gambling Emperor, this broad has a loose tongue. Let’s just deal with her first then settle the Nether Sea afterward?”

“It’s always best to lower the shares. Agreed!”

The Gambling Emperor gave a cold smile, ready to kill. The Demonic Emperor took a step forward, his eyes cold.

The Enchanting Empress mocked them, “You two are so cruel, and we even worked together too. Gambling Emperor, weren’t you always fair? Now you two are ganging up on a poor frail soul?” 

“There’s no ganging, but you’re just too meddlesome!”

Zhao Chen leaked black energy, “I gave you the copy that you ended up handing over. All cooperation between us is gone!”

“Since this isn’t the gambling table, there’s no room for honor.” Gambling Emperor sneered.

The Enchanting Empress smirked, “I knew you weren’t going to be fair, so I brought someone who would. You won’t get rid of me that easily.”

The two grimaced, their hearts sank.

[The hag brought help? Who? The Sword Emperor is…]

“Hey, punk, are you still having that idiotic dream of taking my junior sister? Well time to smell the roses, for she already has a man!” 

Fang Min came up to mock Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan frowned.

Two familiar figures appeared just then. One was Chu Qingcheng and the other was the young Saint, He Xiaofeng. 

His hand was snaked around Chu Qingcheng’s waist as he floated down with a grin.

[Curses, my wife’s been snatched after half a year of not seeing each other?]

Zhuo Fan shuddered, balling his fists.

Zhao Chen and the Gambling Emperor panicked, “Y-you didn’t return, Saint?”