After Faking My Death, My Disciple, Who Hated Me to the Bone, Has Gone Mad - Chapter 8

The rewards were too generous, so I decided to post an extra chapter. Thank you, “Yi Zhi Dong Dong Mie,” for the Inspiration Capsule.

Thick, rolling smoke engulfed the entire sky above Qingqiu Mountain.

In this life, Sheng Muxue had never left his cave since he was born; this was his first time wandering outside. He had never been to Qingqiu before and only knew that this place was a remote mountain area within the Demon Realm.

How remote?

If the Glazed Palace where the Demon Emperor resided was the city center, this place was so far off the map that even standard shipping would struggle to reach it.

Fox demons belonged to the lowest tier of the demon race and were not entitled to land rights, so they were driven by other demon clans to these desolate regions. His family belonged to the absolute lowest of the lowest, looked down upon even by their own kind.

Because of this, they lived even further away.

It was so remote that by the time the wildfire reached their home, it would take another few hours.

Sheng Muxue quickly followed the firelight and smoke toward the dense forest where the fox colony was concentrated.

At this moment, the area was already a vast ocean of fire.

Using the faint spiritual power remaining in his body, Sheng Muxue cast a fire-avoidance spell and charged into the blaze.

Just after entering, he saw foxes dead or injured everywhere, along with a nest of newborn cubs; the mother fox had already died protecting them.

Sheng Muxue was soft-hearted by nature. Seeing such small lives, he could not bear to stand by and watch them perish, especially when a huge, charred branch was about to fall on the cubs.

Without a second thought, he rushed over to shield the little ones with his body, but he took a solid blow to his back from the branch.

“Ugh.”

It hurt.

But Sheng Muxue had no time to worry about the pain. Fearing the surrounding flames would burn the little ones, he gave up his own protective shield and ran through the inferno with only his physical body.

As he ran, he nimbly dodged the falling branches and rocks, his movements incredibly agile.

Although his reborn body restricted his spiritual power, it did not mean the physical skills he had practiced for over two hundred years had gone to waste.

As a “villainous” mastermind who had done all kinds of evil, one could not rely solely on spells to fight. One had to develop holistically.

Soon, Sheng Muxue charged out of the inferno with the little ones.

He thought he could take them to a safe place, but the moment he emerged from the fire, he discovered he was surrounded.

The people surrounding him were from the Immortal Alliance.

They were very easy to recognize.

Even after five hundred years, the clothes worn by members of the Immortal Alliance still featured a conspicuous cloud pattern embroidered on the chest.

It was just that this cloud pattern was much simpler than before.

Strange. Had not the Immortal Alliance signed a peace treaty with the demon race to stop the war? Why, as soon as he died, did they tear up the agreement?

Also, if they wanted to wipe out the demon race, should they not go to the city center to find the Demon Emperor? What kind of presence were they trying to establish in a backwater village that did not even get postal delivery?

The members of the Immortal Alliance surrounding Sheng Muxue clearly had no intention of letting him go.

The leader waved a hand, and the others drew their sharp swords and magical artifacts.

Sheng Muxue was thinking of using his physical skills to dodge, but the system warned him, “I advise you not to. This group is entirely at the Deity Transformation stage. Trying to dodge will definitely lead to death.”

“Then help me restore my spiritual power from my previous life for ten seconds.”

It was just another year of sleep, was it not?

The system did not argue about the year of sleep but advised him, “Ten seconds is not enough. Although you were at the Great Ascension stage, dealing with over a hundred Deity Transformation experts in such a short time is theoretically impossible.”

“If you do not finish them off within ten seconds and fall asleep instead, the situation will be even more dire.”

“So I suggest you treat the fox cubs as bait, throw them away, and run while they are caught off guard. That way, you might survive.”

“Stop talking.” Sheng Muxue’s eyes were unusually firm, and a confident smile curled at his lips. “Ten seconds is enough.”

The system was helpless and had no choice but to comply.

Ten seconds later, the ground was covered with limp bodies.

Most cultivators favored white robes, after all.

Sheng Muxue did not deal any lethal blows; he left everyone with half a breath. He even used one move to extinguish the fire that was ravaging the entire mountain.

However, due to the backlash of the cost, he fainted on the spot the moment the ten seconds passed.

He had been losing consciousness frequently lately.

It made Sheng Muxue feel a lingering fear that he might never wake up again.

When he regained consciousness this time, Sheng Muxue did not open his eyes immediately and subconsciously moved his body.

It felt soft underneath him. It felt like a bed, not a hollow tree or a burrow.

There was also a pleasant scent of plum blossoms tugging at his nose.

When he dazedly opened his eyes, he realized he was lying in an extremely luxurious, large room.

The surrounding walls and furniture were white and gold.

It looked very elegant.

Sheng Muxue’s fingertips unconsciously brushed against the edge of the silk quilt. The texture was as delicate as shark silk, carrying a luxurious aura that did not belong to the Demon Realm.

The plum blossom scent became more intense, and he could even hear the sound of petals swaying gently outside the window.

This was not the Demon Realm.

Could it be that he was captured by the people from the Immortal Alliance?

So, was it already a year later?

Sheng Muxue looked down at his attire; he was still wearing that pink woman’s dress.

His body had not turned back into a fox either.

“Big brother! Big brother! You are awake.”

The system’s voice suddenly sounded overhead. “You only slept for three days this time.”

Sheng Muxue did not care how long he had slept. The system’s small light-ball body gradually appeared in his line of sight. “Where am I?”

“Well, I will not hide it from you. You are likely in the Cloud Palace.”

“Cloud Palace?”

What kind of place was that? He had never even heard of it.

The system explained, “I have already cleared it up for you. In the world five hundred years later, the Immortal Alliance has been replaced by the Cloud Palace. The original Immortal Alliance, the merchant guilds, and the cultivation families are now unified under the rule of the Cloud Palace, which is at the center of the Immortal Realm.”

“And the master who manages the Cloud Palace is known to the world as the God-Emperor.”

Sheng Muxue listened listlessly. He sat up on the bed, yawned, and lazily stretched, his arm accidentally brushing against the fox ears on his head.

He pinched them; they were soft.

He wondered if they were edible.

So hungry.

Sheng Muxue admitted he was a foodie, and a ruthless one at that; the kind who would eat even himself if things got bad enough.

To prevent himself from actually cutting off his ears to eat, he got out of bed.

He planned to sneak out of the room to look for something to eat.

Then, he was bounced back into the room by a barrier outside.

The force of the barrier was very strong, throwing Sheng Muxue directly back onto the bed.

His spine hit the bed painfully.

He was stunned for a long moment and muttered to himself, “The Nine Heavens Origin Array?”

A Great Ascension stage formation.

Such a high-level formation just to seal a useless person like him who barely had any spiritual power?

Or was it that the master of this Cloud Palace could not even tell that he was a waste of space who had only opened two spiritual apertures?

After thinking about it for a while, Sheng Muxue suddenly had a realization.

Damn it. Did he find out he injured his subordinates and was coming to take revenge on him?

He had to run.

Under these circumstances, Sheng Muxue could only ask the system for help again. “Help me break the barrier outside the door. I cannot stay in this place.”

But just as Sheng Muxue finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

He turned his head toward the entrance, wanting to see what the person who captured him looked like.

But the moment he turned, he unexpectedly crashed his gaze into a familiar face.

It was the God-Emperor.