Chapter 11 Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? My maid is enough!

Outside the Demon Suppressing Death Prison.

Three Elders dressed in the robes of Taixuan Dao Sect's inner court Elders were working together to activate an Array-Breaking Compass, frantically bombarding the heavy black iron gate of the death prison.

"Your Highness Saint, the Formations of this death prison have been in disrepair for years. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, this gate will surely break!" an Elder with a sharp chin and monkey-like features said flatteringly.

Standing behind them was the Taixuan Saint, Chu Tiankuo, his face gloomy and his eyes filled with venomous resentment.

Over the past three years, he had endured countless cold glares at Reflection Cliff.

He refused to accept it! He didn't believe that the outer court ant, whose Dantian he had personally crippled, had suddenly transformed into some "Ancient Sword Immortal" that even the Sect Head would grovel before! This was definitely because Lin Yuan had discovered some ancient Magic Treasure in the death prison capable of creating illusions, deceiving the Profound Light Mirror!

Today happened to be the Taixuan Dao Sect's decennial Prodigy Tournament. Sect Head Immortal Master Qingxu and all the core upper management were presiding over the event at the Taixuan Main Peak, leaving them with no time to attend to this area. Chu Tiankuo had secretly bribed these three marginal Elders, whose Lifespans were nearing their end and who wanted to gamble for immense wealth, vowing to blast open the death prison and expose Lin Yuan's true colors!

"Lin Yuan, you son of a bitch, I'll see how much longer you can keep up this charade!"

Chu Tiankuo stared intently at the trembling gate, gritting his teeth. "Once I capture you and seize that illusion-creating treasure, I, the Saint, will remain the future Revered Master of this Taixuan Dao Sect!"

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the Array-Breaking Compass finally tore a small gap in the Formation on the death prison's gate.

"It's open! Your Highness Saint, the gate is loosening!" the three Elders exclaimed with wild joy.

Chu Tiankuo laughed aloud, drew the spirit sword at his waist, and stepped forward. "Good! Follow me inside, and we'll cut that charlatan waste into a thousand pieces..."

However...

Before his voice could even fade...

*Creeeak—*

That incredibly heavy black iron gate hadn't been blasted open by them; instead, it slowly and deliberately opened inward from both sides.

A surge of Spiritual Qi, more than ten times denser and purer than that outside, mixed with a trace of bone-chilling demonic pressure that made one's Soul tremble, gushed out from the gap like a tidal wave!

The wild joy on the faces of Chu Tiankuo and the three Elders instantly froze.

*Step... step... clatter...*

Accompanied by crisp footsteps, the spine-chilling sound of heavy metal dragging slowly echoed from the depths of the death prison.

Under the four men's terrified gazes, an enchanting figure in fiery red, dragging a broken Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Iron Chain, slowly stepped out from the darkness like an Asura Queen emerging from the netherworld, appearing at the entrance of the death prison.

Her long black hair danced wildly in the wind, and her stunningly beautiful face was covered in a layer of eternal frost.

Her left hand idly toyed with a flickering, eerie dark-red flame. Her blood-colored eyes looked down upon the four men outside as if they were mere bugs she could crush at will.

"You... you..."

Chu Tiankuo stumbled back in terror, the spirit sword in his hand falling to the ground with a clang, his legs shaking like leaves in the wind.

"The... the Peerless Witch?! Dantai Jinyue?!"

The three Elders, who had been so aggressive a moment ago, now let out screams as if they had seen a ghost. "You... aren't you supposed to be locked in the deepest part of the death prison by the Taiji Heaven-Sealing Array?! How could you possibly walk to the entrance?! How is one of your chains broken?!"

Greedy as they were, they weren't stupid.

Three hundred years ago, this witch was a peerless monster who had literally torn apart three Soul Transformation Stage experts! Even after being suppressed for three hundred years, she was definitely not someone a few Core Formation Stage Elders like them could contend with!

"Run! Run!"

The three Elders turned and fled without hesitation, using every ounce of strength they possessed.

However, Dantai Jinyue merely raised her left hand lazily and gave a soft snap of her fingers.

*Snap.*

*Sizzle—!*

Three thumb-sized Nine Netherworld Karmic Fire Red Lotuses instantly pierced through the Void Realm and landed directly on the backs of the three Elders.

No screams, no struggle.

In less than half a breath, the three Core Formation Stage inner court Elders, under Chu Tiankuo's terrified gaze, instantly turned into three wisps of smoke. Even their Storage Pouches were burned to nothing, as if they had never existed in this world.

*Thud.*

Chu Tiankuo completely broke down. His knees buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground as a foul stench spread from between his legs.

He had actually pissed himself in pure terror!

"Demon... Demon Venerable, have mercy... Demon Venerable, have mercy!" Chu Tiankuo kowtowed frantically, his forehead bleeding as it slammed against the bluestone floor. "I... I didn't come for you, I came for that waste Lin Yuan..."

"Impudent!"

Upon hearing the word "waste," Dantai Jinyue's lazy gaze instantly turned ice-cold. A demonic pressure at the Peak Core Formation Stage—yet more terrifying than even the Nascent Soul Stage—exploded, pinning Chu Tiankuo flat to the ground. His bones let out strained cracking sounds!

"Is the Young Master's name something that trash like you, who are worse than maggots, can speak so casually?"

Dantai Jinyue walked slowly to Chu Tiankuo, her blood-red eyes burning with extreme fervor and rage.

"If the Young Master hadn't been disgusted by the thought of ants like you staining his domain with your blood, you would have lost even the right to Reincarnation the moment the door opened."

Chu Tiankuo's brain buzzed, completely shutting down.

"Young Master?"

The peerless witch who had once slaughtered her way through the Ten Sects of the Righteous Path was actually calling Lin Yuan... Young Master?!

And judging by her posture, she was clearly an incredibly protective maid by Lin Yuan's side, humble to her very core!

"No... impossible... this is absolutely impossible..."

Chu Tiankuo's worldview completely shattered at this moment.

The Lin Yuan he had viewed as an outer court outcast and whose Dantian he had crippled on a whim could actually make a peerless witch serve him willingly as a servant?!

Could it be that what the Sect Head saw in the Profound Light Mirror three years ago wasn't an illusion? Was Lin Yuan... truly an ancient powerhouse?!

"A mere ant dares to disturb the Young Master's afternoon nap. Since you're here, stay and serve as fertilizer for the Spiritual Plants around the death prison."

Dantai Jinyue snorted coldly, a lethal spark of dark-red Karmic Fire dancing on her fingertip once again, prepared to completely obliterate this fool who dared to disrespect her Revered Master.

"Demon Venerable, please show mercy!!!"

At this critical juncture...

From the far horizon, a roar of extreme fury suddenly echoed.

Following that, over a dozen streaks of light emitting overwhelming Auras streaked through the air from the direction of the Taixuan Main Peak at incredible speed!

The person leading them was none other than the Sect Head of the Taixuan Dao Sect, Immortal Master Qingxu, his face pale with terror and his anxiety so great it felt like his hair was about to catch fire!

The moment the Formation on the death prison gate was touched, Qingxu, who was presiding over the tournament, was so startled that he crushed the high-grade spiritual tea cup in his hand. He had rushed over with the entire sect's upper management almost as if teleporting.

*Bang!*

The moment Immortal Master Qingxu landed, he didn't care about his dignity as a Sect Head at all. He performed a sliding kneel, and under the shocked gazes of the Taixuan Elders, he skillfully knelt down ten zhang away from the death prison gate.

"Qingxu, the thirty-sixth generation Sect Head of the Taixuan Dao Sect, pays respects... pays respects to the Sword-Wielding Fairy under Senior's command!"

Immortal Master Qingxu looked at Dantai Jinyue, who was dragging chains and holding Karmic Fire, his voice trembling.

*Good heavens! Something big has happened! This great aunt has actually unchained herself and walked to the gate! It must be that damned Chu Tiankuo who disturbed the Ancient Sword Immortal's meditation, and Senior is angry!*

As Immortal Master Qingxu knelt...

The dozen or so core Elders of the Taixuan Dao Sect behind him also knelt in unison, cold sweat pouring down their faces as they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Chu Tiankuo, lying on the ground waiting for death, watched his lofty Revered Master and the entire sect's Elders collectively bow to a witch...

His eyes rolled back, and he completely fainted from terror.

A bizarre silence fell before the death prison gate.

After a long while...

From deep within the death prison, a very lazy voice, still carrying a hint of sleepiness, slowly drifted out:

"Jinyue, it's too noisy outside. Close the door; I'm going back to sleep."