The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 836: Congratulations, You Earned the Reward of Sitting in the Nether World Hell

Chapter 836: Congratulations, You Earned the Reward of Sitting in the Nether World Hell

Chi Xun’s expression remained steady, but Shen Chong and Wu Dapeng’s faces turned pale. They were trembling, stammering as they spoke:

"No... no, it’s not like that..."

"Elder Jiang... please spare us!"

The pressure from Jiang Chongliang’s aura was so intense that they didn’t dare lift their heads.

Jiang Chongliang snorted coldly. "Looks like the Qiankun Bags you hid are fake."

The two men’s faces changed instantly.

"Despicable." Jiang Chongliang confirmed with a sneer, his anger rising. "To treat me like a fool!"

As he raised his hand, Chi Xun forced himself to stand up and shouted, "Since you know we’ve sided with Nanli, do you still dare to kill us?!"

"Heh..." Jiang Chongliang laughed. "You worthless lackeys, do you really think Nanli would treat you as subordinates?"

Chi Xun’s gaze was resolute. "She will! I trust Lord Nanli, and if you don’t believe me, just wait and see!"

Jiang Chongliang wasn’t angered by his words. With a raised eyebrow, he said, "You’re quite clever for a little fool. But—don’t get your hopes up. I won’t fall for your tricks."

He knew Nanli’s identity. He wouldn’t be foolish enough to wait here for her to show up. With so many from Penglai Island already dead at her hands, how could he dare to face her alone?

Thus, he decided to deal with the three independent cultivators first.

Chi Xun swallowed hard, his heart pounding. "Elder Jiang, Lord Nanli will be here soon. I suggest you leave quickly!"

"Ridiculous. No matter how fast she is with her sword, she can’t possibly arrive in the blink of an eye."

As Jiang Chongliang spoke, he flicked his sleeve and released a burst of spiritual power.

It wasn’t particularly strong, but it was more than enough to deal with these three independent cultivators.

The three of them sucked in a cold breath, feeling the air of death surrounding them. They knew they were as good as dead.

Jiang Chongliang was right. Even if Nanli flew as fast as she could, she couldn’t possibly save them in time.

They closed their eyes, awaiting their inevitable end.

However—

They suddenly felt a chilling wind blow down their spines.

At the same time, they heard a cold voice:

"Elder Jiang, you’ve underestimated me."

It was Nanli!

The three opened their eyes in shock.

Behind them, a towering, strange door had appeared. The material was unusual, and from beyond the door, a ghastly wail of spirits echoed, filling the air with a chilling aura.

The oppressive cold was unnerving. Their hands shook uncontrollably, and their spiritual power seemed to be suppressed, as if their cultivation was on the verge of collapsing.

Standing before the door were two figures.

One was a handsome man in red.

The other was Nanli.

"Lord Nanli!" The three independent cultivators were overjoyed.

They didn’t know what kind of door it was, but they knew Nanli was incredibly powerful—she had truly arrived in the blink of an eye!

Nanli raised a talisman and cast it on the three of them, dispelling the ghostly aura surrounding them. They immediately felt better.

Jiang Chongliang’s face had already changed drastically. He quickly retreated ten steps.

Looking at the towering, ominous door and the sinister energy filling the air, he quickly deduced what this was.

It was from the Nether Sect!

Nanli leaped forward and landed in front of the three cultivators. She glanced at Jiang Chongliang indifferently. "Elder Jiang, I never thought that, after a thousand years, you would still be so ruthless."

Jiang Chongliang, now alone, was terrified. Seeing that the Nether Sect had not yet closed, he feared the man in red might join the fray.

Realizing the impending threat, he forced a nonchalant look and said, "Nanli, a thousand years ago, I was only following Yan Buxiu’s orders. I have regretted it every day since then..."

As he spoke, he put on an appearance of heartache and guilt.

But his eyes kept darting, and no tears were forthcoming.

He considered pinching himself, but Nanli interrupted him.

"Don’t bother pinching yourself. Let me ask you one question. If you answer truthfully, I will let you go."

Jiang Chongliang, despite his inner fury, smiled obsequiously, "Please ask."

Nanli smiled faintly. "Earlier, I used a method to obtain the Water-Suppressing Pearl at Penglai Island. It occurred to me—did you also use the same method to deceive me back then?"

She curved her lips. "That sword-wielding Siheng was a fake, wasn’t he?"

Jiang Chongliang’s heart skipped a beat.

She figured it out?!

But his expression remained unchanged. "You were so powerful a thousand years ago. With your divine power, how could you not have seen through the disguise of someone pretending to be Jifeng Celestial Sovereign?"

Nanli replied, "But I just helped repair the Demon Ruin cracks. My divine power was depleted, and I had injuries. It’s possible I couldn’t see through a strong face-changing technique."

Behind her, Qiu Hai fumed, hands on his hips, angrily shouting, "You bastard! You dare lie to my ancestor?!"

Although Siheng was also a bastard, Qiu Hai still wanted to help Nanli uncover the truth of the past.

Jiang Chongliang, unfazed, said, "You know Jifeng Celestial Sovereign’s greatest concern is the people. He used your inner dan and blood to nourish the Spirit Tree. Although it was proposed by Jifeng Celestial Sovereign, don’t blame him. He guards the people, the Immortal World—he did what was necessary. After all, we couldn’t let the Spirit Tree wither away, could we?"

Chi Xun and the other two were utterly confused.

What divine power? What inner dan and blood?

They didn’t understand a word.

Yun Jianchu in Nanli’s body laughed mockingly, "I told you he was a heartless bastard, but you didn’t believe me! Now you’ve come to ask others and made a fool of yourself."

Nanli chuckled lightly, raising an eyebrow. "Elder Jiang, congratulations. You’ve earned the reward of sitting in the Nether World Hell."

Jiang Chongliang had already prepared himself. The moment she spoke, he quickly drew out a Transfer Talisman.

Trying to escape?

Nanli unsheathed her Dark Moon Sword and instantly teleported over, striking with such speed that Jiang Chongliang couldn’t even react in time to use his Transfer Talisman.

Her spiritual power...

Truly formidable!

Jiang Chongliang didn’t want to engage in a long battle. He poured all his spiritual power into one mighty push, sending Nanli flying.

Sweat beaded on his forehead as he hastily muttered a chant.

He raised his hand, inwardly delighted.

However, his smile froze.

The Transfer Talisman... was only half intact!

He quickly scanned the area and realized the other half was on the ground, being blown away by the wind.

This Nanli... she was ruthless!

It seemed today was the day for a major battle.

He drew his sword.

The cold light gleamed ominously.

"Nanli, considering your past contributions to the Immortal World, I had intended to show you mercy today. But you didn’t know how to appreciate it."

Jiang Chongliang said, pulling out a token from his waist and crushing it.

Nanli squinted. "Elder Jiang, do you not have confidence in yourself, resorting to summoning people for help?"

Jiang Chongliang grinned, "Of course, I’ve lived long enough to understand the value of life. After all, you’ve died once. You must understand better than I do. Nanli, don’t sacrifice yourself just to kill me. It won’t be worth it."

He was trying to force Nanli to back down.

If she left now, they would all be safe.

"I only need one tea break’s time to kill you, and then I can leave unharmed," Nanli said with a wicked smile as she raised her sword again. "Elder Jiang, don’t you think so?"