Yan Aohan looked at Dansheng, who lay on the ground. He flicked his finger, and a black flame appeared, wrapping around the boy.
"You are not a phoenix, but because you have the Wutong bloodline, you possess the ability to undergo nirvana. I will use the Hellfire to give you a chance at reincarnation. When you wake up, you will be reborn as a true member of the Bifang clan. Consider this my compensation to you." Yan Aohan always settled karma directly and decisively, and this time was no exception.
If anyone else tried to purify Dansheng’s mixed blood, it would not be so easy. But Yan Aohan could do it. He wanted Dansheng to forget her feelings for Zhu Yanyi, so he used the art of reincarnation to purify her bloodline. It was as if she had been reincarnated and reborn once more. Only the Lord of the Underworld could achieve such a feat.
An hour later, Yan Aohan withdrew the Hellfire and sat nearby. He watched as the green aura slowly left Dansheng’s body. The aura originally belonging to the tree demon had been completely stripped away.
Dansheng opened his eyes and looked at Yan Aohan. "You are the Lord of the Underworld."
"Who I am is not important. What matters is, how do you feel now?" Yan Aohan looked at him calmly. "Your name is Dansheng. You are a hybrid of the Bifang and Wutong clans. Since we met, I have stripped the Wutong bloodline from you. From now on, you are a pure Bifang demon cultivator."
"Thank you." Dansheng looked at Yan Aohan with gratitude.
"No need. I only helped because you are my wife’s senior fellow student from the same school." Yan Aohan lied without any hesitation.
That was right. Just moments ago, while forcing Dansheng through nirvana, Yan Aohan had directly implanted new memories into her mind. From now on, Dansheng would only know that she and Zhu Yanyi were senior and junior fellow students. All other feelings had quietly disappeared. It had to be said that only Yan Aohan could pull such a decisive move, removing the root cause entirely.
So, it didn’t matter who you made an enemy of, but never make Yan Aohan your enemy. Otherwise, he would simply change your memories, and you would have no way to fight back.
With Dansheng’s memories altered, Yan Aohan smiled faintly and said, "Alright, complete your mission well." With that, he left.
Dansheng watched Yan Aohan leave. He felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn’t recall what. Shaking his head, Dansheng thought he might be imagining things, so he stopped thinking about it.
"You changed Dansheng’s memories?" Zhu Yanyi asked in surprise. "Then what was the point of me giving you that Wutong juice?"
Yan Aohan raised an eyebrow slightly. "The reason I could successfully alter her memories so easily was because of that Wutong juice. The juice contained nirvana factors. With those factors, I only needed to make a small adjustment. Otherwise, I would have had to work much harder."
After speaking, Yan Aohan paused and thought for a moment. "Wife, after you ascend to become an immortal, I will teach you this technique. It’s quite fun."
"You aren’t afraid of causing a huge scandal?" Ouyang Mingyue said speechlessly. This person never feared making things big.
Yan Aohan raised his eyebrows. "Even if my wife breaks the sky, she doesn’t need to be afraid. I will help her clean up the mess."
Hearing Yan Aohan say this, Ouyang Mingyue shook his head helplessly. "I thought Xie Jifan was a top-tier wife-spoiler, but you are even worse."
"Why don’t you talk about yourself?" Yan Aohan snorted. Don’t laugh at others when you are the same. Everyone knew the Immortal Emperor’s spoiling of the Immortal Empress had no bottom line.
The Ruthless Gentleman watched them from the side, looking thoughtful. "Seeing you two like this, I feel that the word 'love' is actually quite interesting. Perhaps I will also find someone to discuss matters of the heart."
Ouyang Mingyue chuckled softly. "That is a good sign. However, one thing: do not let them corrupt you."
The blame for "corruption" was naturally thrown at Zhu Yanyi and Yan Aohan.
Time truly flew by. In an instant, five days had passed.
Zhu Yanyi, Yan Aohan, Ouyang Mingyue, the Ruthless Gentleman, and the Silver Fox were on Yan Aohan’s cloud vehicle, watching everything happening below.
"They are here," the Silver Fox said.
Zhu Yanyi, who had been playing with fire, also looked in a certain direction. Sure enough, several black shadows were leaping forward continuously. Their speed was very fast; if not for their shadows on the ground, they would be invisible to the naked eye.
Demon cultivators were indeed different from humans.
"This technique is actually quite good. It can be used on cloudy days, rainy days, or at night when there is no moonlight or lamplight," Zhu Yanyi said. "It feels a bit like ninja techniques."
"That is why many people suspect that ninja arts were actually derived from such secret techniques of demon cultivators," Yan Aohan said slowly, drinking tea beside her.
Zhu Yanyi hummed in agreement and continued watching. "I see seven people. It seems the weasel state preceptor’s bribery was quite effective. Seven demon cultivators have come to the capital. I wonder how many went to the border?"
"These seven demon cultivators have high cultivation levels. However, they each have their own inheritances. Therefore, the three people you secretly assigned to protect the emperor may not be their match," the Silver Fox said. As the ancestor of demon cultivators, he understood things more clearly.
Zhu Yanyi snorted. "It doesn’t matter. We are in the shadows. If they really can’t handle it, aren’t we still here?"
Watching the show wasn’t free; one had to pay the ticket price. Since everyone was here, Zhu Yanyi naturally would not allow them to just watch without contributing.
The Silver Fox coughed and remained silent. No matter how much he said, he was no match for Zhu Yanyi. So, he had basically become smarter now, choosing to stay silent for the time being. As for contributing effort, that could be discussed later.
Because of Zhu Yanyi’s notification, Mo Changhen and the other two had been very tense during this period.
They had completed many missions before, but this was their first time facing such a task because the enemy was unknown.
The most terrifying thing in this world was not an enemy with higher cultivation than yours, but an unknown enemy. You didn’t know their cultivation level, nor their background. Therefore, Mo Changhen and the other two were extremely cautious.
"Senior Brother Dansheng, you’ve seemed strange these past two days," Feng Miaoling said, looking at Dansheng, who was staring into space.
Dansheng patted his forehead. "I don’t know what’s going on. I feel like I’ve forgotten something." He then shook his head. "But it’s probably just an illusion from not resting well these past few days."
"Probably," Mo Changhen and Feng Miaoling thought. Although they were currently comrades in the same trench, they did not get too close to Dansheng, mainly because he was a demon cultivator.
Demon cultivators’ abilities were too bizarre and deceptive, beyond what they could handle.
Just as they were about to speak, Dansheng suddenly moved and looked in a certain direction. "Someone has broken in." As he spoke, a meow sound was heard, and a shadow lunged toward Yu Hua, who was reviewing memorials.