Chapter 505: Chapter 424: Ten Thousand Souls Banner Gains Another General!

"The Jia family’s history is long, existing since the Spiritual Energy Recovery early stage of the Cold Plum World, how could a mere Flame Evil Sect easily shake it?"

"My husband is a favorite around the Southern Governor."

"I am a Nascent Soul Ancestor, what qualification does a mere Golden Core junior like you have to confront this old man?"

"My husband is a favorite around the Southern Governor."

"..."

Jia Fugui said more in one breath than he had in the past decade combined, only hoping that the Flame Evil Sect would obediently retreat.

But no matter what he said, the woman across from him just kept repeating the same light words.

This made him feel as if his fists were hitting cotton, incredibly frustrated.

Amidst this endless war of words, the dignity of the Nascent Soul family he wished to protect ultimately could not be preserved.

So Jia Fugui decided to throw caution to the wind and straightforwardly asked:

"Say it, what does the Flame Evil Sect want?"

"As long as my Jia family has it, this old man can fulfill it, even if it means helping you attack other cultivation sects or clans."

Jia Fugui, seasoned and shrewd, deeply understood the principle of avoiding direct confrontation.

Though he did not know why the Governor of Nan Cang took Flame River under his wing, as long as the latter was useful, he would have to dutifully give face to the Flame Evil Sect and avoid conflict if possible.

If he couldn’t avoid it, shouldn’t he divert the disaster eastward?

Upon hearing this response, Ye Muyu finally nodded contentedly and smiled:

"Patriarch Jia is straightforward, so shall we discuss this in a more private place?"

Jia Fugui was eager for this, agreeing to the condition without a second thought.

In the outskirts of Rong Han Mansion, within a villa belonging exclusively to Jia Fugui.

After dismissing all the servants and inviting Ye Muyu into the spacious reception room, Jia Fugui sincerely asked:

"I wonder what assistance Sect Leader Ye requires from our Jia family?"

Ye Muyu smiled slightly and said:

"To be honest, I brought Patriarch Jia here to borrow something from you."

"Just to borrow something?"

Jia Fugui couldn’t help but feel relieved.

"Whatever you wish to borrow, Fairy Ye may feel free to ask."

Ye Muyu’s golden eyes slightly arched, a smirk playing on her lips as she said:

"I would like to borrow your head."

Before the words even settled, the golden stars in Ye Muyu’s eyes suddenly spun, and the power of fate reflected in Jia Fugui’s slightly widened eyes.

Thus, he saw his own future.

It was a very tragic future; his body and Nascent Soul were crushed into pulp and poured onto a gold-red teetering crown.

His soul, struggling, was thrown into a staff that seemed to be the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The scene was so vivid that it sent chills down his spine, making it hard for him to keep his composure.

But only in a daze did he realize that the other party showed him this so-called future to distract him, preventing him from responding to the imminent attack.

If he were truly shaken by this scene, the future would turn into reality.

Realizing this, Jia Fugui mobilized his Nascent Soul Cultivation to forcibly break through the illusion before him.

But as soon as he regained clarity, he realized Ye Muyu had vanished from before him, and he was surrounded by alluring pink mist.

"Hehuan Sect, Ruan Pingcui..."

Jia Fugui was not unfamiliar with this neighbor, but after the previous delay, he had already been invaded by this mist.

Amid the blurry consciousness, a seductive yet indistinguishable vision appeared before him.

Within this seduction, whether in sight, sound, smell, or touch, everything felt incredibly real, making him linger and forget to return.

The toxins were prepared for Nan Cang, with substantial effort from Fei Kongyue, used against Jia Fugui it was overkill, so he was nearly unable to escape with his own will.

However, external stimuli could help.

Just when Jia Fugui was somewhat reluctant to leave, a stabbing pain from a vital point on his body abruptly awakened him.

He snapped back to his senses, discovering a poison blade embedded in his dantian.

At this moment, the dagger had sunk deep within his body, leaving only the hilt outside.

This stab directly pierced through his dantian.

Fortunately, after reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, the dantian was no longer the critical point; the Nascent Soul was.

When the poison blade entered his dantian, his Nascent Soul instinctively dodged the fatal blow.

Staring at Ruan Pingcui holding the hilt with a piercing cold gaze, despite the pain, Jia Fugui’s eyes were also filled with intense killing intent!

"Well, who would have thought that Flame River, the favorite around Nan Cang, privately colluded with the wanted Sect Leader of Hehuan Sect!"

"I will take your heads and report this to the Southern Governor!"

As he spoke, a stream of light suddenly surged from Jia Fugui’s body; it was a Bronze Sword Scabbard imbued with an ancient aura.

The moment the sword scabbard appeared, a bronze-colored light fell upon Jia Fugui.

In the next instant, his abdominal wound began healing rapidly, so fast that it pushed the poison blade out bit by bit.

Clearly, the sword scabbard not only brought him formidable recovery power but also endowed him with tremendous healing abilities.

Having risen from humble beginnings and surviving through numerous upheavals since the early stage of the Spiritual Energy Revival, Jia Fugui had encountered many fortuitous encounters; the sword scabbard before him was one of them.

With this sword scabbard, he had endured until today, surviving through repeated crises.

Jia Fugui sneered:

"You didn’t expect this old man to possess such a treasure, did you? It’s normal you didn’t; after all, everyone who’s seen this treasure has perished."

"With this sword scabbard, this old man is invincible... or is he?"

However, before Jia Fugui could finish his words, his head suddenly felt empty as the pervasive bronze-green light vanished.

Both his defensive power and recovery ability disappeared in an instant.

As Jia Fugui stood in shock, the poison blade surged forward, precisely targeting the Nascent Soul within his dantian, pinning it firmly.

The excruciating pain jolted Jia Fugui awake, but his immediate reaction was not to eliminate his enemy but to look towards a corner of the reception room.

There, a delicately featured, ice-cold blue-haired girl slowly emerged.

In one hand, she held a coin half the size of a palm, while in the other was his greatest reliance—the Bronze Sword Scabbard.

"This... this is impossible!"

Jia Fugui’s eyes almost popped out.

He had been refining this treasure for nearly two hundred years, ever since he obtained the Bronze Sword Scabbard, and it had only just begun to show results.

Yet the treasure he had cherished for two centuries suddenly shifted allegiance to someone else?

How was this different from watching a ten-year pursuit of a goddess get swept away by a rich second-generation heir in less than a day?

Jia Fugui tried to summon back the Bronze Sword Scabbard, only to find all his efforts were like stones sinking into the sea.

Counting on the scabbard for a comeback was impossible, and in his poisoned state, he couldn’t repel Ruan Pingcui by his own power in a short time.

He hastily pulled out another potent Magical Treasure, but as soon as he took it out, it was gone.

Stolen by the blue-haired girl!

Jia Fugui felt so distressed he almost vomited blood as the poison from the blade rapidly spread, already reaching his Nascent Soul.

And he was filled with confusion—how could Governor Cold Plum, who had the power to monitor the world, not immediately notice the presence of the fugitive Ruan Pingcui? Why hadn’t he reacted quickly?

Which link had gone wrong?

With unanswered mysteries, Jia Fugui went peacefully.

With careful planning and an overpowered artifact like the Dragon Emperor Coin, he, whose combat power wasn’t significantly stronger than Ruan Pingcui’s, died unwronged.

Of course, strictly speaking, he wasn’t dead; he just lost his physical body and Nascent Soul.

After all, the restoration of the Crown of Corruption required blood and flesh, not the soul.

His soul was collected by Su Yuan into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner for labor transformation, exactly as the future scene Ye Muyu had shown him.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner gained a new formidable member!

After collecting Jia Fugui’s body and Nascent Soul and storing Ruan Pingcui and Chen Nuoyi in the Tribulation Moon Pearl, Su Yuan used the Immortal Skin Mask to transform into Jia Fugui’s likeness.

He swaggered out of the reception room, telling the servants outside that he was going with Ye Muyu to handle some matters and would return in a few days.

Then, he and Ye Muyu strode away without arousing any suspicion.