The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 872: The Opportunity! You Dare to Dream of a Contract?

Chu Yang felt his head spinning from the excruciating pain, barely able to comprehend what was happening. "What... what do you mean?" he gasped weakly.

Ji Chengyi chuckled softly and spoke slowly, his voice dripping with malice.

"Back when the Immortal World sank, Penglai Island was no exception. That place was originally the celestial palace of Huoyun Celestial Sovereign. After the ancestors of the Yan family seized Penglai Island, they accidentally discovered the Crimson Nine Lands Spear, a divine artifact."

"Unfortunately, though Penglai Island gained the Crimson Nine Lands, they couldn’t truly unlock its full power. That’s why Yan Hu went to the North Sea to undergo trials. I suspect he was searching for a treasure to burn the Ware Elf."

Ji Chengyi’s eyes burned with hatred as he continued, "But what a twist of fate it was. Yan Hu never returned, and the Crimson Nine Lands was stolen by a traitor. This Ware Elf finally met its previous master and willingly submitted and formed a contract."

Chu Yang, though confused, began to understand. "I... am his previous master?"

"Exactly!" Ji Chengyi suddenly erupted in fury. "Chu Yang, no wonder you managed to leap to the Golden Core stage in such a short time! But the Crimson Nine Lands only seeks to submit to you, never considering that you, a mere cultivator with ordinary strength, would dare to form a contract with a divine artifact. How laughable!"

Chu Yang’s face twisted in shock and pain. The intense red light radiating through his body grew even more intense, making him feel like his very bones were burning.

Ji Chengyi, having vented his anger, broke into maniacal laughter.

He raised his hands and made a mock salute to Chu Yang, "Huoyun Celestial Sovereign, you’ve done well! Once you die, I’ll ensure your soul is destroyed, so you can never be reborn into the cycle of reincarnation."

With that, Ji Chengyi intended to claim the Crimson Nine Lands for himself once it lost its master. He believed that this was his chance to seize the power.

Chu Yang’s mind was starting to blur. He didn’t even have the strength to kneel, and his body crumpled to the ground, his skin bleeding. His pained cries filled the air.

Ji Chengyi coldly observed him, scoffing. "If virtue doesn’t match one’s station, this is the consequence."

But what Ji Chengyi didn’t know was that Huoyun Celestial Sovereign had been reincarnated into the Chu family and had become Nanli’s Fourth Brother. This seemed like the heavens themselves were favoring Nanli!

Fortunately, the Crimson Nine Lands, this Ware Elf, wasn’t particularly bright, or else Chu Yang would have become an enormous asset for Nanli.

Chu Yang, now in immense pain, felt a sudden shift in his body. As his vision blurred, a strange symbol array suddenly manifested around him. Light beams radiated from him, forming a protective array that Ji Chengyi couldn’t even comprehend.

Ji Chengyi raised an eyebrow in surprise. He recognized some of the symbols but didn’t know the exact meaning. But he could tell from the powerful celestial aura emanating from the array that it was something extraordinary.

"What is this?!" Ji Chengyi gasped, shocked. He looked on as the array’s power seemed to be channeling into Chu Yang, strengthening his bones and enhancing his core.

Chu Yang, though still overwhelmed by pain, felt his body gradually recovering. He managed to push himself upright. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but he sensed that the energy was coming from his Qiankun Bag. After a moment of hesitation, he opened it, pulling out a token from within.

This was... the Xuanyue Sect’s master token that his Sixth Sister had given him! But now, the token was glowing with celestial power, amplifying the power of the symbol array.

Ji Chengyi’s eyes widened in realization. "That’s... that’s Xuan Jingmo’s token! So the rumors are true! The Limitless Palace was indeed founded by Huoyun Celestial Sovereign!" He cursed bitterly. "But how did this end up in Chu Yang’s hands?!"

The token, long believed to be lost, had now found its way into Chu Yang’s possession. Ji Chengyi, filled with jealousy, couldn’t contain his rage.

"First the Crimson Nine Lands finds its true master, and now this token helps Chu Yang undergo a transformation, helping him break through? Is this the luck of the Immortal World’s reincarnation? Is the Heavens so biased toward Nanli?"

He fumed, but still, he wasn’t ready to let go. His longstanding grudge with the Chu family, and his resentment towards Chu Yang, were too strong. He leapt forward, sword raised, gathering all his spiritual energy to strike at the array.

But as he cut through the air, the sword was stopped halfway by the powerful array. It was like striking a solid wall. His sword trembled in his hands, and a painful shock ran up his arm.

"How could this be?!" Ji Chengyi’s eyes narrowed. He wasn’t about to give up. With a fierce shout, he poured more power into the strike, this time breaking through the array. His sword descended with immense force, aiming straight for Chu Yang.

"Chu Yang! Die!" Ji Chengyi screamed in fury, the sword coming down like a mountain.

But just as the strike was about to land, a sudden flash of red light appeared in front of Chu Yang. It was the Crimson Nine Lands Spear. With a powerful thrust, the spear swept through the air with searing fire, blocking Ji Chengyi’s sword mid-air.

The sharp, fiery spearhead clashed with Ji Chengyi’s blade, sending sparks flying in all directions. The spear slashed through Ji Chengyi’s sword with a deafening clang, and then the tip of the spear shot forward, aiming for Ji Chengyi’s heart.

Ji Chengyi reacted quickly, twisting his body to the side, but the spear still grazed his shoulder, leaving a burn-like wound that seemed to sear with fiery pain.

It was no ordinary weapon; it was a divine artifact!

"Shit!" Ji Chengyi cursed, stumbling backward. He quickly retreated, but the Crimson Nine Lands Spear continued to burn with intense power, hovering protectively around Chu Yang.

Ji Chengyi winced in pain as he clutched his injured shoulder, but his eyes were burning with frustration. "You think you can control a divine artifact, Chu Yang? You’re just a Golden Core cultivator!"

With his plans falling apart, Ji Chengyi took out a Telestone and activated the summoning incantation, trying to call for reinforcements.

However, the Telestone failed to light up.

Ji Chengyi’s face twisted in fury as he realized that his connection with Qingwu was lost. At the most critical moment, his ally was absent.

He gritted his teeth, watching as the symbol array began to fade. The light from the Xuanyue token had also faded, and he knew time was running out.

"Chu Yang, don’t think you’ve won yet!" Ji Chengyi growled, determined to make one last statement. "Nanli’s blood and core are still in the Seven Peaks Sect. If you have the courage, come and face me there! We’ll settle this once and for all!"

With that, Ji Chengyi vanished into the shadows, fleeing the scene.

As the last traces of the symbol array faded away, the celestial power dissipated, and the night sky darkened once more. The thunder rumbled ominously as Chu Yang, now strengthened, stood up with newfound resolve.

The Crimson Nine Lands appeared beside him once again, its fiery red glow illuminating the surroundings. "Master, you’re about to face the thunder tribulation. I will protect you!" the Ware Elf said excitedly.

Chu Yang frowned, his mind still clouded with confusion. "What did he mean by that last remark?"

The Crimson Nine Lands, in its excitement, didn’t answer. It was more concerned with Chu Yang’s next steps. "Once you survive the tribulation, we can deal with that weakling. He’s just a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator. We’ll handle him easily."

Chu Yang paused, considering his options, then took to the sky with a single leap, heading directly for the storm clouds gathering above. The thunder rumbled louder as he soared.

"Wait for me, master!" the Crimson Nine Lands called, its fiery red cloak trailing behind it.

Together, they flew toward the thunderclouds, leaving behind the forest and the chaos below.

In the distance, Yan Luo awoke from her unconsciousness, feeling a sharp pain in her meridians. She was startled to see Chu Yang and the Crimson Nine Lands heading toward the thunderclouds. "No!" she shouted desperately, dragging herself up despite the agony, but it was too late.