Hell Emperor.

Chapter 268: Phantom Butterfly-Disintegration
The arrival of the divine sword was like the first ray of light piercing through the darkness. It put an end to the evil Blood River Shura and brought joy and hope to everyone on the scene.

"Fortunately, the founder of the Nether Spirit Hall is here, otherwise, this would be terrible..."

The danger was gone and Ren Changhong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuehe Shura was obviously an elder of the Demon Palace, but his death did not make Ren Changhong unhappy. Instead, it made her quite fortunate.

She quickly looked at Ye Jie beside her, with a lingering complaint in her eyes. She pushed him hard, "You, don't you consider the consequences of your actions? You rashly exposed the murderer's identity. If Xuehe Shura gets desperate, won't you be the one who suffers?"

Ye Jie just smiled and said, "What is there to worry about? With the ancestors of the Nether Spirit Hall here, Xuehe Shura is only at the fourth level and can't make any waves at all."

Ren Changhong rolled his eyes at him in anger and said, "A mere fourth level? How can a mortal ghost like you say that? If you were at the second level ghost immortal realm, I wouldn't say anything, but you're only at the second level soul building realm, which is a long way from becoming a ghost immortal. How dare you talk about immortals like that?"

Ye Jie waved his hands helplessly: "You're still talking about me. When Xuehe Shura rushed over, weren't you also shaking with fear?"

"You..." Ren Changhong was furious. With a click, the sword in his hand came out of its sheath and placed it in front of Ye Jie's neck.

"Okay, okay, I still have to represent the Nether Spirit Palace in the competition. You can't be like Xuehe Shura and start a war between the two Yama Palaces, right?" Ye Jie coughed dryly and quickly changed the subject, but there was still a hint of approval in his eyes when he looked at Ren Changhong.

Just as Ye Jie said, facing the Blood River Shura rushing towards her, Ren Changhong was shaking with fear, and even her hand holding the sword became unsteady. However, she did not dodge or grab Ye Jie as a shield, but held the sword to protect Ye Jie. All her actions were seen by Ye Jie.

As the descendant of Xuannv, Ren Changhong once planned to kill her apprentice in order to practice Xuannv Sutra, but her character is still very different from that of a real Shura. Although she never forgives others with words, she still has a persistence in her heart.

The crisis was resolved, and people from the Palace of the Underworld came over to check the situation and heal the wounded.

A faint and elegant fragrance came slowly like the evening breeze. Ye Jie looked sideways and saw Su Miao, who had just fought with Xuehe Shura for a long time, flying from the sky and slowly landing beside him. In her hand, she was holding a pure white sword as clean as jade.

Ye Jie guessed her intention, reached into his arms, took out the Immortal Soul Cover she had given him before, and spoke slowly: "Fairy Miaorou, are you here to ask for the Immortal Soul Cover? I didn't use it this time, it's time to return it to its original owner."

This time, Ye Jie did not call her fairy name wrong. Su Miao nodded slightly, and the fairy soul cover flew out from Ye Jie's palm, floated in front of her, and was put into her sleeve again.

Su Miao spoke slowly, her tone ethereal and clear, "This villain was extremely dangerous. Thanks to the Palace Master's intervention, he was killed with the Nether Spirit Sword, and a disaster was avoided."

Ren Changhong looked up and saw the divine sword surrounded by purple air and flowing with immortal light. After killing Xuehe Shura, it rose into the sky and disappeared. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

"The Dark Spirit Sword... I have only read about that sword in the ancestral books. It is a genuine second-grade divine weapon. It is a blessing that Xuehe Shura died under this sword."

Ye Jie glanced sideways slightly. It was the first time he had seen a second-grade divine weapon.

At this moment, Su Miao's body trembled, and the white jade sword in her hand shone brightly, turning into countless light points, disintegrated with a loud bang, and then reassembled on the side. When the light faded, a slim and beautiful woman with long hair appeared in front of everyone.

"Is that... the Dark Spirit Divine Art?"

Ye Jie's pupils shrank. He was very familiar with the changes of the White Jade Sword. It was the effect of the Nether Spirit Divine Art.

What surprised Ye Jie was that Su Miao had been by his side for so long, but he had never noticed anything unusual about the sword. If someone hadn't taken the initiative to unlock the Dark Spirit Divine Art, Ye Jie would probably not have noticed anything unusual even after Su Miao left.

However, the woman who transformed into a sword for Su Miao had a lazy and kind look on her face. She was clearly at the level of an immortal, but she did not have the ethereal beauty of an immortal at all. Instead, she looked unkempt, with messy hair draped behind her head without any care, as if she had just woken up from a dream and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Seeing the female fairy appear, Su Miao puffed her lips and said, "Sister Yaoyin, why did you wake up just now? When I was fighting against the fourth-level ghost fairy just now, I called you hard, but you didn't make any move. It was thanks to Grandmaster Mingji's help that we were able to kill that powerful enemy."

The lazy female fairy smiled slightly: "You can't beat a mere fourth-level ghost fairy. It seems that you have been lazy in your cultivation again during this period of time."

"I'm not being lazy!" Hearing the lazy girl say this, Su Miao of course denied it and kept explaining.

Until this moment, Ye Jie noticed that the female fairy called Yaoyin by Su Miao actually had the fifth level of cultivation and her aura was unfathomable. With Ye Jie's current strength, even if he used all his means, he would never be her opponent. If she attacked, Xuehe Shura would not be able to escape no matter what and would probably be killed on the spot.

This discovery made Ye Jie gasp. He never expected that the sword in Su Miao's hand was actually transformed by a fifth-level immortal.

After some joking, the lazy fairy looked around with a puzzled look on her face: "Come to think of it, I just felt a familiar breath, and then I unlocked the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Now it seems that I felt it wrong..."

"A familiar scent?"

Su Miao blinked, and her eyes fell on Ren Changhong who was standing beside her: "Sister Yaoyin, what you sensed, could it be the aura of Shura Hong? She was also the descendant of Xuannv in the past, and she must have asked you for elixirs many times, right?"

The lazy fairy shook her head and said in confusion: "No, it's another breath. If my perception is correct, that breath should belong to the contemporary descendant of Xuannv... Could it be that she died at such a young age and her soul returned to the underworld?"

Hearing what the two were saying, Ye Jie reacted immediately. He thought for a moment, then reached into his pocket, held the Star-Moon Exquisite Moth in his palm, took it out, and said respectfully, "Fairy Yaoyin, the aura you sensed should be from her."

Hearing this, everyone also saw the pocket-sized girl in Ye Jie's palm, and looked over, their eyes full of curiosity and a bit of heartache.

The girl was delicate and cute, only the size of a palm, but she looked pretty. However, the faint cracks on her body broke the joy and peace, just like porcelain that was about to break. It was delicate and heartbreaking. Even Ye Jie couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He never thought that the Xingyue Linglong Moth, which was fine before, would become like this.

Ye Jie was very familiar with the changes that had taken place in the Star-Moon Linglong Moth. It was the overdraft of strength that caused the collapse of her soul. If it continued to deteriorate, she would even completely lose her soul.

Thinking of this, Ye Jie did not dare to hesitate and quickly released the Dark Spirit Divine Art. The pocket-sized girl turned into a point of light and disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a dark purple butterfly lying on its side in Ye Jie's palm, its light dim and only half of its wings left.

"Wait, she is..."

Seeing the appearance of the purple butterfly, Su Miao exclaimed. She finally understood what the familiar smell that Yao Yin had mentioned before was.

That dark purple butterfly was clearly the companion butterfly of Li Fei'e, the contemporary descendant of Xuannv. It had now become like this, which undoubtedly made Su Miao heartbroken. Anyone who saw beautiful things withering would feel resistance from the bottom of their hearts, and Ye Jie became the object of Su Miao's hatred.

Su Miao stared at Ye Jie and asked repeatedly: "This is clearly Sister Fei Mo's spirit butterfly. Tell me, where did you steal it from?"

Ye Jie explained: "I didn't steal it. She voluntarily lent Youdie to Ren Changhong, and Ren Changhong lent it to me."

Hearing Ye Jie mention him, Ren Changhong snorted coldly and stopped him behind him: "Yes, Youdie was lent to me by Xiao Fei Mo to help me complete the competition with the Nether Spirit Palace! If you don't believe me, go ask her yourself!"

Su Miao glanced at the two of them with suspicion. In terms of seniority, she and Li Fei'e were separated by dozens of generations, so their relationship was definitely not as close as that of Ren Changhong, who was only two generations apart. It was possible that something like borrowing from Lingdie could happen.

"I think, when Sister Moth lent Youdie to you, she definitely didn't want Youdie's soul to disintegrate, right? What on earth did you do to Youdie?" Su Miao kept asking.

At this time, it was Yao Yin behind Su Miao who pulled her back, which eased the depressing atmosphere a little:
"Sister Su Miao, have you forgotten the effect of the Nether Spirit Divine Art? If Youdie had not taken the initiative to do so, that person would not have been able to transform Youdie into a Nether Spirit Divine Artifact, let alone a fourth-grade magic weapon. When the soul disintegrated, if Youdie really felt uncomfortable, she could have taken the initiative to stop the Nether Spirit Divine Artifact, but she did not do so. This was all Youdie's own wish."

"That makes sense..." Su Miao took a deep breath. She was also overwhelmed by the momentary urgency. After calming down, all the secrets of the Nether Spirit Divine Art emerged in her mind.

Just as Yao Yin said, if the person who transforms things does not cooperate, the Nether Spirit Divine Art can be said to be useless. Even if the practitioner has a high level of cultivation, he cannot force others' souls to evolve into Nether Spirit magic weapons. All of this is indeed Youdie's own wish.

Even though she suffered the pain of disintegration and only had half of her wings left, Youdie still lay quietly in Ye Jie's palm, her intimacy and attachment to him undiminished. Ye Jie could almost feel the residual warmth coming from her body.

"What should I do to repair her soul? Isn't there a corresponding soul-repairing technique in the Netherworld Palace?"

Ye Jie spoke urgently. Even if he only had a soul-nourishing technique, he could use the power of the six stitched pages to directly modify the level of the technique and heal the collapse of Youdie's soul.

Facing Ye Jie's proposal, Su Miao seemed very hesitant: "There are soul-nourishing techniques, but they are all treasures of the Nether Spirit Palace and are not easily passed on to outsiders. Many ghost immortals have worked hard in the palace for decades to be qualified to exchange for a copy. You are not qualified to own one."

Hearing this, Ye Jie gritted his teeth secretly, still unwilling to give up: "What if I pay Yin De to buy it? How much Yin De do you want? One million, or ten million?"

Even Ren Changhong was helpless now: "Are you kidding? Even if the Nether Spirit Palace is willing to sell it, how can you afford it? I say, are you stupid? You don't even know how much Yin De you have."

Shaking his head, Ren Changhong took over the conversation: "Let me buy it. I have accumulated some good karma. After all, I borrowed the Youdie from Xiao Feie. She gave it to me intact, so of course I have to return it intact. Otherwise, where will I put my face as the master?"

Su Miao waved her hand: "Even if the Nether Spirit Palace is willing to sell it, it will be useless for you to buy it. The soul-nourishing method is not a skill that can be mastered quickly. It requires years of practice before there is any progress. With Youdie's appearance, do you think she can still learn it now?"

Ye Jie took a deep breath. Su Miao naturally didn't know the magic of the six-sided stitched pages, so he had to change the subject: "What about other methods? Pills, magic weapons, don't they work? The Nether Spirit Palace is the birthplace of the Nether Spirit Divine Art. Don't they even have a way to solve the soul collapse?"

Yao Yin did not doubt it, and without thinking, he took out a small white jade bottle from his arms and said softly: "This is the fifth-level soul-calling pill. Give it to her, and it will cure her disintegration."

Ye Jie was overjoyed and was about to take it, but was stopped by Su Miao.

Ye Jie was stunned, only to see Su Miao glance at him calmly: "Who said that the Soul Calling Pill is going to be given to you now? You just said that Youdie is the next candidate to participate in the competition. If we cure her injury now, won't it cause more trouble for the Nether Spirit Palace?"

Even Ye Jie could not find any room for rebuttal to Su Miao's words. Giving the Soul-Calling Pill to himself now would undoubtedly be an act of aiding the enemy. Su Miao, who was extremely intelligent, certainly would not do such a thing. Even though he knew that the Ghost Butterfly belonged to Li Fei'e, he could only reluctantly withhold the Soul-Calling Pill.

"But……"

Ye Jie took a deep breath and wanted to explain, but was stopped by Ren Changhong: "Forget it, they won't change their minds. If you want to get the Soul Summoning Pill, you have to wait until the competition is over."

At the end, Ren Changhong also showed a bit of bitterness: "Looking at Youdie's condition, if we continue to use her to perform the Nether Spirit Divine Art, I'm afraid she will be dead in less than half a minute. You managed to turn her into a fourth-grade magic weapon with great difficulty, but now it's all over. We must find another way."

Ye Jie did not answer, his eyes were still on Youdie, thinking about how to restore her.

After Su Miao and the other two left, Ren Changhong had no choice but to look to Ye Jie for help. Seeing that he was concentrating on thinking, he couldn't help but shake his shoulders, trying to wake him up, and sighed:

"I never thought that after all these twists and turns, I would have to perform the Nether Spirit Divine Art in the end. After all these things, my opinion of you has changed a lot. In this case, let's give it a try."

Hearing this, Ye Jie seemed to have anticipated her plan. Just as he was about to call her, he heard Ren Changhong's gentle voice: "Netherworld Divine Art!"

(End of this chapter)