Paradise of Demonic Gods

Looking at how Prince Ding was trying so hard to get into her good books, the Crown Princess finally revealed a hint of a smile.

“Do you know that you look just like a dog right now?”

Prince Ding’s countenance changed, but at the next moment, he started crying out.

“Woof woof woof!

“Woof woof woof!”

Prince Ding started to bark like a dog while crawling.

The Crown Princess laughed, “Good doggy, good doggy. Since you’re so obedient, what would it hurt for me to spare your life?”

With the full support from the Three Mountains Four Peaks, Fang Yuan, and Prince Ding, as well as her own strength and means, the Crown Princess managed to take reign of the six regions in the south after spending over half a month of time. She went through a series of activities of establishing her reputation and having others express friendly attitudes toward her.

Not only were these six regions her influence, but they also provided her with the Dragon Qi she required for her Son of Heaven’s Sword Manipulation Art.

Standing on the southern shores of Qing River, the Crown Princess was now wearing red robes that created flapping sounds as strong gales blew. She looked like a burning fire cloud.

She looked at the sky in the north, with her eyes seemingly piercing through void space. Her vision reached the Divine Capital, and she looked in the direction of the arsenal.

‘Right now, we each have reign over half the land—the south and the north. It’s considerably fair. I hope that after you come out from your seclusion, you won’t let me down.’

Very soon, news of the imperial court’s great general Marie single-handedly recapturing the six regions, that had rebelled in the south, and then pronouncing herself as the ruler spread through the entire world.

The entire world seethed, and the imperial court was taken by great astonishment.

However, before the people could digest this astonishing piece of news, an even more astonishing piece of news spread out.

Marie challenged the Emperor, Fang Xuan, to a battle. The time was set to be in a month’s time, and the location was at the Goddess Gorge situated in the middle section of the Qing River.

The entire world seethed due to this challenge. Although the imperial court and Fang Xuan had yet to give a clear reply, countless people had started to anticipate this battle.

Regardless of whether it was the imperial court or the rebellion forces, both sides entered a brief break from war. They watched each other as if waiting for the result of this great battle.

The Crown Princess looked at the surging river under her feet and suddenly laughed. She grabbed out with one hand, and a wine gourd was suddenly grabbed over across space. Then, with a tremble, the imperial wine in the gourd turned into a silver line and shot into her mouth.

After taking a few sips, she shook her head and said, “I guess I can put up with this.”

The imperial wine in her hand was already the best wine that could be found across the six regions in the south. Yet for the Crown Princess who had once dominated over countless countries and enjoyed endless great wine and delicacies, it was still not up to her standards.

Fang Yuan immediately lowered her head and said, “Your Majesty, please pardon me. I’ll immediately give out the order to source for great wine after I go back.”

“It’s fine. We aren’t talking about beauties. Those can appear if efforts are spent on sourcing them. Why the need to waste manpower and resources?” The Crown Princess took the last sip of the imperial wine and then casually tossed the wine gourd into the surging river.

Fang Yuan said, “Your Majesty is benevolent.”

“Benevolent? You must hate me to the core in your heart, right?” As if she wanted to specially enjoy the stimulation from the alcohol, the Crown Princess adjusted her body, and two flushes of red flashed on her cheeks. She smiled lightly and said, “Not only do you hate me to the core, but you also hope that Fang Xingjian can kill me, right?”

“Your subject doesn’t dare.” Fang Yuan immediately dropped to her knees, wearing a horrified expression.

The Crown Princess laughed and said, “I’m not someone who deals punishment casually due to what others say. You’re only thinking about these things. I won’t kill you over this. But there is still some possibility of it if you’re hoping that Fang Xingjian can kill me.”

During this period of interaction they had, Fang Yuan knew that the ‘Fang Xingjian’ whom the Crown Princess was referring to was Fang Xuan. She immediately said, “Your Majesty’s martial art is superb and unparalleled. How can Fang Xuan possibly be a match for you?”

“Many people in the world think that, but do you think the same?” The Crown Princess asked, turning to look at Fang Yuan. “I’m unwilling to admit this, but Fang Xingjian’s aptitude is above mine. If it isn’t because I’ve cultivated for a longer time than him, I’d probably have lost a long time ago.

“But it’s still not that easy for him to defeat me.”

As the Crown Princess spoke, she embraced Fang Yuan in her arms. This great cultivator who had reached the Great Dao Realm and possessed the ability to change the world’s situation was now like a weak little rabbit in front of the Crown Princess. She did not dare to move and only closed her eyes with her cheeks flushed red, seeming to silently accepting her fate.

At the next moment, the Crown Princess laughed out and loosened her grasp, releasing Fang Yuan.

She stepped into the sky, with her red robes fluttering in the wind as if wanting to fly out beyond the heavens.

“Fang Xingjian, don’t you disappoint me.”

…

At the same time as when the Crown Princess was preparing for the battle with Fang Xingjian, above the arsenal outside the Divine Capital…

The Crimson Blood Mystic Light Fiend had vaporized over half of what had been the arsenal. However, with the efforts of the densely-packed cuttlefish-like machines that kept on working, a large part of it was reconstructed after more than half a month had passed.

Jiuqian’s feet stepped onto void space as she watched the arsenal that was still being reconstructed. The Crown Princess’ figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

“That person…”

A series of prints rose up on the surface of her skin, and the exact same dragon robe that the Crown Princess was wearing the other day appeared on her.

Looking at the clothes on her, the young female android lowered her head. It was hard to tell what she was thinking.

The Crown Princess had entered the arsenal’s domain. Therefore, according to Fang Xingjian’s orders, she should view the Crown Princess as an absolute enemy.

However, for reasons even Jiuqian did not know about, the Crown Princess’ figure appeared in her mind. A yearning rose up in her heart.

In the greatest depths of the underground arsenal, Fang Xingjian’s martial arts cultivation had reached a critical juncture.

“Celestial Eradication Sword Technique, Heart Sword Path, high-dimensional sword arts, Royal Heavenly Great Art… These few martial techniques are the strongest ones I’ve learned for now.

“Amongst the slightly weaker ones, there are those I’ve learned from this world—the ability to shatter void space, 33 Paradises, Electromagnetic Drive, and the Crimson Blood Mystic Light Fiend.

“And I’ve created this Nine Lives Helix by basing it off this world’s consciousness and the my comprehension of heaven-blessed cultivators and Tiangang Disha system.”

Nine was the greatest extreme of numbers, and nine lives represented limitless.

Helixes tended to be the path when everything headed toward the greatest limits or the foundational source.

The Nine Lives Helix that Fang Xingjian created had taken reference from the process in which this world’s consciousness used Tiangang Realm, Disha Realm, and heaven-blessed cultivators to go through transmigration and for healing. However, he also added his own understanding to come up with a glorious and world-shattering martial technique.

“High-dimensional sword arts is already the pinnacle of my current techniques… If I wish to defeat even stronger experts who are of the same level as me, then I’ll need stronger powers.”

Three Fang Xingjians who looked exactly like him each sat cross-legged opposite Fang Xingjian.

The difference was that these three Fang Xingjians were flashing with different glows.

One of them had four streams of sword light appearing and disappearing behind him, as if forming a sword cycle that kept on spinning non-stop.

Another person’s figure was intermittently visible like he existed yet also did not exist, giving off a blurry and illusionary feeling.

The last person emitted an astonishing imperial domineering air. He was like a sovereign that dominated over the mortal world and emitted a series of golden glows.

Fang Xingjian looked at the three figures in front of him. Then with a single thought, the four figures seemed to get wrapped into a helix, becoming increasingly hard to see.