Martial God Asura

Chapter 6135: Baili Zilin’s Biggest Threat

While Chu Feng and the others were on the road, a carriage enveloped in light was swiftly cruising through a spatial passageway.

There were only two people on this carriage—Jimo Qianzhou and Baili Zilin.

Both had grim looks on their faces, having suffered setbacks in Awakening Spirit Realm.

Baili Zilin’s reputation had fallen into shambles, whereas Jimo Qianzhou realized that he didn’t wield absolute might in the world of cultivation even in Jie Tianran’s absence.

Not too long ago, they received another piece of bad news.

Song Yun had emerged from the Netherworld Tower.

Those who had severely violated the Netherworld Sect’s rules could instead challenge the Netherworld Tower, and they would be liberated from their sins if they came out alive.

So far, no one had ever come out alive from the Netherworld Tower, but Song Yun did it.

Baili Zilin might have induced the red clouds phenomenon at the Netherworld Embryo Spirituality Summoning Altar, but the events at Awakening Saint Realm had caused his reputation to take a nosedive.

Song Yun’s emergence from the Netherworld Sect at this juncture shook Baili Zilin’s position in the Netherworld Sect.

Furthermore, there was a rumor in the Netherworld Sect that a great power lay in the Netherworld Tower, but only those who had cleared the trial could obtain it. If the rumor was true, Song Yun would truly be a threat to Baili Zilin.

“Zilin, do we have to do that?” Jimo Qianzhou asked.

They had caught wind of news that Song Yun was in a feeble state and was currently recuperating despite surviving the ordeal.

So, Baili Zilin thought of visiting Song Yun.

Jimo Qianzhou would find a pretext to lure Yun Ao away, and Baili Zilin would make use of this opening to force Song Yun to reveal if she had obtained power from the Netherworld Tower.

But Jimo Qianzhou didn’t think that was a good idea.

The new faction and the conservative faction were not on good terms, and Baili Zilin’s aggression toward Chen Hui had already incurred the conservative faction’s dissatisfaction. Nevertheless, the conservative faction still supported Baili Zilin in Awakening Saint Realm.

If Baili Zilin hurt Song Yun at this juncture, the conservative faction would not let things slip.

“Uncle Qianzhou, special times call for special measures. I won’t go overboard. Song Yun is a fellow Netherworld Sectmember, and she’s much more talented than Chen Hui. She will become a valuable asset to us in the future. I won’t hurt her,” Baili Zilin said.

“All right,” Jimo Qianzhou replied.

Baili Zilin and Jimo Qianzhou made their way to where Song Yun was recuperating. She was in one of the territories under the conservative faction’s control.

One of the palaces there emanated the Ancient Era’s aura.

It was a treasure from the Ancient Era, containing a powerful recovery formation. A brilliant light shone from the majestic palace, lighting up the night sky as if it were day.

The experts from the Netherworld Sect’s conservation faction were positioned around the palace in a neat formation, a sign of how highly they regarded Song Yun.

She was the only person to have survived the Netherworld Tower, after all. There was no need to question what she had done in the past anymore, for she was the Netherworld Sect’s future.

“What a lineup! The conservative faction is willing to go so far for her,” Baili Zilin sneered.

He could tell that the recovery treasure was being channeled to its maximum capacity, and that was bound to result in a tremendous consumption of resources.

“You would have received a similar treatment if you were severely injured,” Jimo Qianzhou replied.

Jimo Qianzhou was a Netherworld Marshall despite being from the new faction, and that gave him the authority to command others in the Netherworld Sect. As soon as they stepped in, the conservative faction’s sectmembers reported their arrival upward.

It didn’t take long for Yun Ao to appear.

Yun Ao brought Jimo Qianzhou and Baili Zilin into the palace.

The palace was massive, but there was only a bed in the center.

Chen Hui was standing next to the bed, and Song Yun was lying on the bed.

Song Yun’s face was pale, and her lips were dry. Yet, her beauty still shone through despite her poor complexion. Her eyes were closed, though her eyelashes would quiver now and then as if she were in pain.

“Song Yun looks weirdly pretty like that,” Baili Zilin remarked.

“Shut your mouth if you can’t say nice things.” Chen Hui glared at him.

“Zilin,” Jimo Qianzhou called out with a reprimanding tone.

“I don’t mean anything by that. I’m just praising Song Yun for looking good. Isn’t that a fact?” Baili Zilin shrugged.

Just then, Song Yun opened her eyes and sat up.

“Little sister Yun’er, you should lie down!”

Chen Hui rushed forward to stop her, but his hands stopped short of touching her. He knew that she was averse to physical contact with others.

“Lord Netherworld Marshall, young master Zilin, I apologize for being unable to greet you due to my poor physical condition,” Song Yun said apologetically.

“Yun’er, we’re a family. There is no need for such formalities.” Jimo Qianzhou waved his hand.

Jimo Qianzhou and Song Yun casually chatted a little. It looked like he was concerned about her, but in truth, he was trying to get some information about what she had encountered in the Netherworld Tower.

However, Song Yun adeptly answered his questions without giving away anything.

Shortly after, Jimo Qianzhou requested Yun Ao to have a conversation outside. Yun Ao eyed Chen Hui before accepting.

With that, the only ones left in the palace were Baili Zilin, Chen Hui, and Song Yun.

“Chen Hui, I need you to head out for a while. There is something I need to talk to Song Yun about,” Baili Zilin said.

“You can say it in front of me,” Chen Hui replied.

“Are you afraid I’ll hurt Song Yun?”

“Your character can’t be trusted.”

“It’s fine. I trust young master Zilin,” Song Yun suddenly interjected.

“Little sister Yun’er...” Chen Hui was still worried.

“Rest assured,” Song Yun replied with a sweet smile.

Chen Hui’s heart melted to that smile. He turned to Baili Zilin and warned, “You better not try anything, or else I’ll take your life.”

Only then did he leave the room.

“Little sister Yun’er, how are you feeling?” Baili Zilin began walking toward Song Yun’s bed as he asked.

“I’m fine. I just need some time to recuperate,” Song Yun replied.

“That’s good to hear. Can you show me what you obtained from the Netherworld Tower? I’m curious about it,” Baili Zilin said as he continued approaching Song Yun.

“What could I possibly obtain from the Netherworld Tower? Surely you don’t believe the rumors, right?” Song Yun asked.

“Hah...” Baili Zilin chuckled before his eyes suddenly turned cold.

His hand shot forth like an eagle’s talon to grab Song Yun’s neck. He only had to exert a bit more force to twist her head off.

“You might have escaped the Netherworld Tower alive, but I have invoked the red clouds phenomenon. The Netherworld Sect will eventually be mine. I suggest you get your place clear,” Baili Zilin sneered.

But his face stiffened a second later.

Song Yun’s face was no longer warped in pain. Instead, she was looking at him with a sneer.

Kacha!

Before Baili Zilin could process what was going on, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. He glanced over and saw that Song Yun had snapped it off.

Song Yun rose from the bed and plunged her hand into his body.

“I heard you made a move against Chu Feng?”