Chapter 327

Chapter 327: Shen Sang Ruo Is the Devil Lord?

Shi Mu sneered, his face turning cold, and said: “Do you get to question what I want to do? You cannot boss me around.”

Wan Quan ground out his words between his teeth and said: “Don’t go too far!”

He could not stand Shi Mu stepping on his face in front of the Conservative Faction. [Wasn’t he just relying on having been Ya Lan the Devil Lord’s subordinate?]

[The situation flipped so fast.] Shen Sang Ruo and Immortal Maiden Azure Luan exchanged a look and saw confusion in each other’s eyes. [They had just been targeted with full force; why did it suddenly turn into an internal Radical Faction fight?]

[Even while clashing with Wan Quan, Shi Mu kept twitching his eyes at her. It was absurd.] [She knew he was trying to send signals, but what did he mean? She had no idea.] [So she chose to ignore him and quietly weighed how to use him.]

[Unexpectedly, her indifferent look only made Shi Mu more excited, like he had downed a shot of pure adrenaline, his eyes burning.] [Shen Sang Ruo: ?]

Forcing down his excitement, Shi Mu drew back his gaze and bossed Wan Quan around, saying: “What, can’t you even listen to me?”

He added: “Our Radical Faction doesn’t fear a newcomer. What are you afraid of? You don’t have any Radical Faction spirit at all.”

Wan Quan clenched his fists. He and Shi Mu were equals, but Shi Mu kept pressing him with his status as Ya Lan’s former man.

By now he could not endure it and said: “I have to follow your orders? Ridiculous! Who do you think you are?”

With that, he swung at Shi Mu and said: “I am tired of working with you for so many years. Today we decide who is top of the Radical Faction.”

Shi Mu snapped and said: “You little brat, daring to rebel? When I followed the Devil Lord, your soul didn’t even know where it was floating!” As he spoke, he released thick Devil Qi.

The next moment the two were brawling.

Their followers also clashed, and the scene turned into chaos.

The way things developed truly went beyond everyone’s expectations.

Shen Sang Ruo spoke softly and said: “Let’s go.”

She pulled back Ling Hu Min, who wanted to sneak in a stab while both sides were distracted.

Ling Hu Min shook his head, regretting the once-in-a-great-while chance, but left for now.

From the entrance of Shadowmist Ravine, a straight road ran forward and split the ravine into two halves.

The left belonged to the Radical Faction and the right to the Conservative Faction, with Barrier Wards on both sides that the other side could not cross.

Shen Sang Ruo and the others quickly slipped into the Conservative Faction’s Barrier Ward during the chaos.

Shi Mu and Wan Quan were still fighting hard, but after Shi Mu confirmed Shen Sang Ruo had left, he stopped.

Wan Quan did not know why he had stopped so suddenly and thought it was to humiliate him. His anger burned hotter, only to be met with a heavy slap from Shi Mu.

Holding his stinging face, Wan Quan froze, about to explode again, when he heard Shi Mu scold: “You idiot, you almost ruined the Devil Lord’s grand plan!”

At the first half of the sentence, his hand had already risen toward Shi Mu’s face; at the second half, he hurriedly halted before the blow landed.

The shock on his face was no less than Shi Mu’s earlier wide-eyed stare. He asked in disbelief, saying: “What did you say? The Devil Lord?”

No matter how many Chiefs the Radical Faction had, only one person could be called the Devil Lord: Ya Lan.

Now Wan Quan let go of his anger and stared hard at Shi Mu, as if asking him to confirm whether it was true.

This was no doubt a huge matter, and their people stopped fighting as well.

Shi Mu said with pride written on his face: “Yes, the Devil Lord.”

To prevent the news of Ya Lan’s revival from leaking, Shi Mu spoke again only after they returned to the Radical Faction’s side.

Wan Quan quickly pressed him and said: “What is going on? Didn’t the Devil Lord fall ten thousand years ago? Has he revived? Where is he? What is his plan?”

Sitting on his seat, Shi Mu took a leisurely sip of tea and said slowly: “Ten thousand years ago, the dogs of the Taichu Sect cut down the Devil Lord and sealed his leftover soul with a Formation.”

Sadly, he did not know where Ya Lan had been sealed. Even if he knew, he could not leave Shadowmist Ravine; if he did, the Hall of Myriad Spirits and others would besiege him.

Wan Quan looked doubtful and said: “After more than ten thousand years, wouldn’t that wisp of the Devil Lord’s soul have been refined away by the seal? How could he revive?”

Shi Mu’s face hardened and he smacked Wan Quan again, saying: “Stop cursing the Devil Lord. That is great disrespect to him! When the Heart Devil hears, he will punish you!”

Even burning inside, Wan Quan could only swallow it after hearing that.

Shi Mu hooked up a smile and said: “Have you forgotten the Devil Lord is best at Soul Methods? Even a remnant soul can return to wholeness.”

[Wan Quan: …] [How would he know? He was not Ya Lan’s man, and when he was born, Ya Lan had already been dead for thousands of years.]

Shi Mu did not notice his speechless face. He sighed and said to himself: “All these years I kept a thread of hope that the Devil Lord hadn’t died and would revive one day.”

He said: “I didn’t expect it, but that day has come.” His expression grew excited.

Wan Quan kept calm and asked: “So what does that scene earlier have to do with the Devil Lord? How do you know he has revived?”

Shi Mu raised his voice and said: “Because I saw it with my own eyes. The newcomer who wants to join the Conservative Faction is the Devil Lord.”

Fearing he had not put it right, he added: “To be exact, she is a body found by the Devil Lord’s soul.”

Wan Quan frowned and said: “That Female Cultivator is the Devil Lord?”

[No wonder he did not believe it.] He said: “Even if he found a body to dwell in, shouldn’t it be a man? And how can you be sure she is the Devil Lord?”

Shi Mu said: “You don’t get it. If the Devil Lord can repair a remnant soul, finding a body is already good enough. Why fuss over male or female? Possessing a woman is even more confusing to the enemy.”

[Shi Mu was a total brainless fan of Ya Lan.]

He said with certainty: “As for how I know, I followed the Devil Lord for years. How could I not recognize his soul? The soul aura on that woman is absolutely the Devil Lord’s. No mistake.”

Such a powerful soul, exactly like Ya Lan’s, made him even more certain.

Although the woman’s own soul aura was still mixed in, he guessed Ya Lan had not completely Devoured it.

So Shi Mu had taken the aura coming from Little Black as Ya Lan’s and mistook Shen Sang Ruo for the revived Ya Lan; that was why he kept winking at her.

To be fair, he wasn’t completely wrong. Little Black had been refined from Ya Lan’s soul, so how could it not count as Ya Lan?

He just guessed the wrong direction: it was Shen Sang Ruo who had Devoured that Devil Lord instead.