Chapter 370: The Simp's Ending
After a long while, the Heavenly Demon Venerable finally let out a long sigh.
As if recalling Zhou Moran's current appearance, a look of vindication appeared on his face:
"I didn't deliberately inquire about what happened afterward, but I happened to hear that the traitor's fiancée eventually married his adopted son. In the end, Zhou Moran never got his wish. A lapdog, a lapdog—licking until the end, left with nothing!"
He sneered:
"This is the fate of a traitor. Judging by his appearance, that bitch must have sold him out right after his betrayal. Hahahaha... truly... utterly laughable."
...
Chang'an, however, did not dwell on the so-called lapdog's fate. Instead, he was lost in thought.
"And what happened after that?" he asked slowly. "Since the gamble was lost, why have the Upper and Lower Realms still not merged? The Upper Realm has not truly annexed the Lower Realm."
This was what he truly wanted to know. Although the previous content differed slightly from what the old man—that is, Zhou Moran—had said, the general direction was largely the same.
"Of course, that's all thanks to the Saint Master," the Heavenly Demon Venerable said with a long sigh, a complex expression appearing in his eyes.
He picked up his teacup. The tea had long grown cold, yet he still took a sip, as if to calm his emotions.
"According to the bet, if the Saint Master lost, he had to leave the Xuanying Continent for ten thousand years..."
Chang'an frowned slightly:
"Didn't the loser lose everything?"
"How could that be!" The Heavenly Demon Venerable laughed and shook his head. "At the level of an Immortal Venerable, one has long been co-eternal with heaven and earth. How could they so easily bet their lives? Even if the Saint Master dared to gamble, that other great figure wouldn't have dared."
Chang'an nodded. He had a point.
The idea of the loser losing everything was what Zhou Moran had claimed. For some reason, compared to that old man, he subconsciously felt more inclined to trust the Heavenly Demon Venerable before him.
Transmigration Failed, I Became a Behind-the-Scenes Big Shot
The Heavenly Demon Venerable, in turn, set down his teacup and tapped the table lightly with his finger:
"The Heavenly Dao oath sworn by both parties was that the loser had to leave this realm for ten thousand years and never return."
The Heavenly Demon Venerable's expression suddenly turned bitter:
"The Saint Master had a fiery temperament. If he had lost fairly and squarely, perhaps he would have accepted it. But the other side used such despicable means, first plotting against Zhou Moran, and later luring the Saint Master's Dao companion to betray him..."
His voice gradually grew low, yet a fiery gleam ignited in his eyes:
"So the Saint Master—flipped the table."
The Heavenly Demon Venerable's eyes seemed to have stars falling within them, yet also as if they were burning with flames.
"While he was pretending to leave..." the Heavenly Demon Venerable said, word by word, "he self-detonated his Law of Heaven and Earth Avatar and rammed headlong into Mount Buzhou."
...
The Heavenly Demon Venerable sighed:
"That earth-shattering collision not only broke the Heavenly Pillar connecting the two realms but also shattered the Upper Realm's ambition to annex the Lower Realm."
"Afterward, the Saint Master... left each of us three items behind."
"He said..."
The Heavenly Demon Venerable's voice suddenly caught in his throat, forcing him to clear it. "If one day in the future, you encounter someone similar to him, hand these three items over to him. After speaking, the Saint Master... his spirit and soul were completely extinguished."
And after that...
"The Heavenly Demon Venerable had already calmed down. "We three returned to the Upper Realm."
"At first, those people pretended to be magnanimous, saying they would let the past go. Later, however, they secretly employed various means... to make us... fall one by one."
Chang'an waved his hand, and two items floated above the desk—a "Wheel of Life and Fate" that exuded an ancient aura, and a seemingly ordinary yet mysterious pen.
The Heavenly Demon Venerable's gaze sharpened, and then he nodded:
Transmigration Failed, I Became a Behind-the-Scenes Big Shot
"It is precisely these two."
Chang'an then briefly recounted the experience from the jade slip. After listening, the Heavenly Demon Venerable sneered:
"So it was their handiwork after all. On the surface, they appear righteous, but in secret, they are all sinister and scheming."
He pondered for a moment, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes:
"But since they used that phrase as bait, the true 'phrase'... is probably still in the hands of that traitor, Zhou Moran."
Chang'an tapped the table lightly with his finger and said indifferently:
"Looking at his expression, I'm afraid he won't hand it over easily."
The Heavenly Demon Venerable suddenly smiled, a smile tinged with coldness and mockery:
"Saint Master, leave this matter to me."
He slowly rose to his feet, a dangerous glint in his eyes:
"If it were anyone else, I might not have been so sure, but a mere lapdog..."
The corner of his mouth curled into a sneer:
"I have a thousand ways to make him comply. After all..."
"I was once the Great Elder of the Joyous Union Sect..."
He slightly bowed to Chang'an, paying him a formal courtesy. As his robes fluttered, it was as if he could already see the expression of despair on Zhou Moran's face.
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