This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 204 - 199: Are You Sending Me Off?

Chapter 204: Chapter 199: Are You Sending Me Off?

"Hey, I just want to catch some extra Zs. What’s all the ruckus about?"

A familiar voice sounded, it was the pixiu Liang Yi had encountered before at the vermillion gate.

"And one more thing, I’m only tens of thousands of years old; don’t call me grandpa!"

"Such an old geezer in his tens of thousands of years acting all young. If I could beat you, I’d have you calling me grandpa every day." The Treasury Spirit muttered quietly to itself.

"What did you say, you little brat?" A pixiu head poked out of the void, its eyes bulging like copper bells.

"Grandpa, someone is bullying your adorable grandkid, please help me teach them a lesson."

A truly strong man knows when to bend and when to be firm, this is what it learned from a grandfatherly Book of Changes that had awakened its spiritual wisdom.

"Oh?" The pixiu turned its massive head, looking behind it towards a broken sword in the Boundary.

And when that broken sword saw the appearance of the pixiu, it remained expressionless, just staring at Little Ingot.

"Little Ingot, help me check, when did this sword appear in the treasury?"

The pixiu felt more and more that this sword was extraordinary.

Because the Spiritual Light on the sword was somewhat eerie; at its dimmest, it was emitting an Eighth-grade Spiritual Light, but sometimes a flash would appear comparable to a First-grade Immortal Sword’s light, which made it unpredictable.

Hearing the pixiu’s words, Little Ingot didn’t dare to slack off and hurriedly searched its mind for the origin of this short sword, but the result left it somewhat incredulous.

"This sword was among the first batch of collections during the treasury’s construction period!?"

"Older than me?"

Little Ingot flipped through its memories several times and finally confirmed this was true.

However, since the construction of the Immortal Dynasty’s treasury, most of the first batch of collections had been taken. Even if there were a few remaining in the treasury, they would be stored in the inner vault. How could it possibly end up in the outer area?

"This sword, I seem to have some impression of it, indeed it was Zhou Yuan who put it here."

The pixiu shook its head, looking like it was groggy from oversleeping.

"However, it was just an ordinary broken sword in the past, without any Sword Spirit or anything. The only thing special about it was that it was incredibly hard, unbelievably so."

"Grandpa Pixiu, why do I feel like this sword is staring at me all the time?" Little Ingot felt a bit panicky; it was uncomfortable being stared at by a sword.

"Move aside a bit." The pixiu materialized a finger and palm, lifting Little Ingot to one side.

When Liang Yi and the others looked again, the broken sword still hadn’t moved an inch, still pointed directly at Liang Yi.

"Phew, it wasn’t looking at me." Little Ingot breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn’t coveting his beauty, there’s no way Little Ingot and a sword could have ended up together.

Liang Yi activated his tunneling light and slowly approached the Boundary, also curious why this sword would react to him.

As Liang Yi drew closer, the broken sword also began to feel restless, trembling, and the sound of its sword cry actually passed through the Boundary.

This situation made the pixiu click its tongue in wonder. A treasure that even his Innate Divine Ability couldn’t see through, capable of withstanding the pressure of a Great Formation founded on national destiny, and still producing a sword cry ignoring the Boundary, was quite remarkable.

Maybe Zhou Yuan and he were shortsighted back then, thinking it was just a broken sword with only hardness as its feature. Now it seemed there was another mystery.

However, why did it only react when this young man arrived?

Over there, Liang Yi had tried everything related to the Sword Dao on him, whether it was the Immaculate Sword Technique or the Primordial Cloud Scroll Immortal Technique, or even the Sword Immortal Realm, but it seemed like none of them were the reason.

"Could it be because of my 10 points of Swordsmanship Talent? It must be because I’m too much of a genius, and it has discovered that," Liang Yi thought, and it seemed that this was the only thing he couldn’t verify.

"Senior, what should I do? It looks like this sword has taken a liking to me." Liang Yi turned to look at the big pixiu head in midair, hoping to get some advice.

"What’s the matter? You still want to take something with you?" The Pixiu glared, looking down at the boy with a sheepish smile. Without the Immortal Emperor’s permission, you think to plunder treasures, oh no, to rob the Immortal Dynasty’s national treasury?

"Of course, the junior wouldn’t dare," Liang Yi waved his hand, he had no interest in snatching things here. "The junior was thinking, would it be possible to exchange the sword for some Immortal Crystal Ingots?"

Immortal Crystal Ingots could be found again, but if he missed this damaged sword, Liang Yi had a feeling he might regret it deeply later on.

"This..." The Pixiu hesitated, obviously, he was reluctant.

He hadn’t noticed the damaged sword before, but now that he had, he knew it was a treasure. He wanted to study it after Liang Yi left; if it was taken away so easily, what would he have left to study?

"Such a situation is unprecedented, let me ask the current Emperor Zhou." The Pixiu couldn’t decide on his own and decided to directly consult Emperor Zhou.

A streak of light burst forth from above the Pixiu’s head, piercing through the Secret Realm’s barrier and flew straight towards Emperor Zhou in the Imperial Palace.

Little Ingot lost interest after knowing the sword was older than him—such old grandpas, there was really no need for the spirit of the new era’s Treasure Vault to fuss overmuch with them.

So, he simply lay on the Pixiu’s big head, quietly waiting for the matter to conclude.

Liang Yi just shrugged his shoulders as well—if this didn’t work, then he was out of options. After all, everything here belonged to the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, and he couldn’t snatch it away.

Staring through the Boundary at the damaged sword, Liang Yi had the illusion that the sword was not really looking at him, yet he wasn’t clear what it was focusing on; he had tried all that pertained to the Sword Dao.

Emperor Zhou’s response wasn’t slow. Upon learning the situation in the national treasury from the Pixiu’s message, he made up his mind.

"Give it to him!"

"What!?" The already wide-eyed Pixiu was shocked even more by Emperor Zhou’s words. Was this obviously precious sword just going to be given away like that?

Although deeply unwilling, the Pixiu couldn’t influence the master of the Immortal Dynasty’s decision. He thought this Emperor Zhou was surely the most prodigal among all previous Immortal Emperors.

Now looking at the smug, handsome face below, the Pixiu lost the vague goodwill he had at the beginning, his mood instantly soured.

Handsome guys are indeed never up to any good!

Liang Yi obviously understood why the Pixiu’s look of disdain changed so quickly; he was also puzzled why the Immortal Emperor was so generous. Even if the sword was broken, the mere fact that it was collected in the national treasury implied its extraordinariness; it was hard to imagine it would simply be given away for free.

But the fact remained as it was, with the permission of the Immortal Emperor, the Boundary restriction around him was lifted.

The damaged sword approached Liang Yi slowly, like an elder in the wind, passing through the Boundary.

Only upon closer inspection did Liang Yi truly sense the awe-inspiring aura at the broken edge of the sword. He wondered what the sword’s previous owner had struck with it that, not only was the sword broken, but the remnants of its aura in the notch were almost overwhelming to breathe.

What was strange, however, was that neither the Pixiu nor the spirit of the Treasure Vault seemed to notice this aura.

Liang Yi was unsure of the realm of the spirit of the Treasure Vault, but as an auspicious creature from ancient times, wasn’t the Pixiu at the pinnacle of the Seventh Realm? Even he failed to sense it?

"Then I thank you, senior, and please convey my thanks to Emperor Zhou as well!"

Liang Yi gripped the damaged sword, carefully wrapped it in cloth, and put it into his backpack, taking a glance at the item description.

[Mysterious Damaged Sword]: Origin unknown, extremely hard material.

It’s might as well not be said, as he didn’t get any of the information he wanted.

"Take your thing and scram, just looking at you annoys me!" The Pixiu, knowing it was a done deal and that the given treasure couldn’t be collected back like spilled water, simply chose out of sight, out of mind, and his illusory large head disappeared out of view.

"Young hero, please don’t take offense, it’s just Grandpa Pixiu’s natural inclination to be stingy with money, and it’s something that can’t ever be changed, it’s not that he has any malice towards you." Little Ingot, however, was smiling as he explained to Liang Yi.

Liang Yi felt indifferent; he wasn’t a petty person and didn’t linger on such things. After all, he had procured a treasure.

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll send you out now."

With a wave of Little Ingot’s hand, an Array appeared under Liang Yi’s feet; as the Array activated, Liang Yi vanished instantly from within the Treasure Vault.