Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 303 Drawing Eyebrows for You
After a night.

Yun Yi woke up leisurely and found Zhu Que dressing up in front of the mirror.

She saw her beloved's reflection in the mirror, gave him a playful glare, and blushed involuntarily as she recalled the absurdity of the previous night.

Zhuque grew angrier the more she thought about it, thinking that Yun Yi had taken advantage of her and she absolutely could not let him off easily.

As she was thinking, Yun Yi quietly walked up behind her and took the snail-shaped hairpin from her hand.

He said softly, "Let me draw your eyebrows."

"You know how to do this?" Zhuque said one thing, but her body obediently turned around to face Yun Yi, feeling his gaze lingering on her face.

At this moment, the gaze seemed to take on a physical form, like a small brush gently stroking Zhuque's face, making her feel slightly itchy.

She suppressed a laugh and said with pursed lips, "Then go ahead and draw."

Yun Yi laughed and said, "Don't rush, let me think about it first. You'll get angry if I draw it badly."

He held the inkstone in his hand, dipped it in a little water, and after carefully examining it, his eyes lit up as he finally found a suitable place to begin.

Zhuque felt her chin being gently pinched by him, while Luozi Dai lightly traced lines between her eyebrows, his movements very gentle, as if afraid of accidentally hurting her.

Her gaze fell on Yun Yi's serious expression, wishing this moment could last forever.

If one could do this every day, ascension would seem utterly meaningless.

As Zhuque's willow-leaf eyebrows gradually became clearer, a warm current suddenly emanated from her chest and abdomen, and her mind somehow resonated with an invisible Great Dao.

It was Pei Jianjia's "Eyebrow Painting Technique"!
Longing fades easily, but finding a beautifully painted eyebrow is hard to come by.

Suzaku thought to herself that, at least at this moment, he genuinely loved her.

Although there may be no love that lasts forever in this world, I am happy enough for the moment.

The art of eyebrow painting was created by Pei Jianjia and has a unique meaning, so it has no successor within the Hehuan Sect. Unexpectedly, after many years, a junior has actually grasped its essence.

At this moment, Pei Jianjia sensed that her Great Dao seemed to have a new master, and was establishing a connection with him in the darkness.

This is not a good thing for her.

A great road is often only accessible to one person at a time, hence the saying "the debate over the great road."

Now, her relationship with Zhuque is one of ebb and flow; the closer Zhuque gets to Huamei Dao, the lower Pei Jianjia's cultivation level will be.

In normal circumstances, once a great path has already been established, it will be extremely difficult for later generations to comprehend it, and even if they do comprehend it, they will be suppressed by those who "entered the path first".

Pei Jianjia's situation is different. She once successfully ascended to heaven but gave up the ascension and even changed her body for it. Therefore, she is no longer the master of Huamei Dao.

Naturally, it was unable to suppress the Vermilion Bird.

Moreover, Pei Jianjia didn't want to do that; she wanted to pass on her Dao at this moment.

She sighed softly, "If I could see my husband one more time, what difficulty would it be for me to give up the Great Dao?"

The woman, tormented by unrequited love, now only desires to fulfill her long-cherished wish and find liberation.

……

The storm intensified, reaching an unprecedented level of terror.

The Forget-Worry Spring has dried up, and its water has long been swept away by the wind and sand and disappeared without a trace.

The entire area within a thousand miles was affected. Fortunately, most people had been aware of the situation beforehand and had already moved to other places; otherwise, they would have been doomed if they had been caught in this storm. At this moment, Zhao Wuxiang stood atop the dragon-shaped skeleton, looking down upon the entire demon capital. The outline of the city was clearly visible, but the scene within the city was blurry, likely due to the influence of the seal.

Unable to find the location of the Heavenly Pillar, he became somewhat irritated. So he rose into the air and placed the Wind-Fixing Token above his head to resist the raging wind.

At the same time, he gathered spiritual power in his hands and condensed it into a transparent and colorless sphere, which contained the original power of the "Formless Dao". For a moment, it even caused the surrounding space to be slightly distorted.

Zhao Wuxiang has no face, so his expression is not visible. He slams the ball in his palm heavily onto the sealed core of the formation beneath his feet.

The seal, which had been broken for thousands of years, was now severely damaged. It was struck again and immediately developed mottled cracks, like shattered glass, which continued to expand and spread to various places in no time.

"Break!" Zhao Wuxiang's long hair flew wildly as he roared, and the seal, unable to withstand the pressure, completely collapsed.

For the demons in the Demon Capital, the scene before them was like the sky collapsing.

As the seal shattered, a monstrous demonic aura burst forth, instantly making the storm even more ferocious.

This storm was mixed with a dense demonic aura, which was difficult for ordinary cultivators to withstand. Anyone who dared to approach it would be destroyed.

However, a treasure ship flew in from the vast sky, unmoved by the wind and sand. On board were many rogue cultivators who were extremely excited and repeatedly praised the alliance leader for his excellent methods.

If we wait until the storm has passed before entering the Demon Capital, all the good stuff inside will probably have been looted long ago.

The Heavenly Sea Treasure Ship was completely unaffected. Wen Daoxian stood alone at the bow, holding a Big Dipper Blade in his hand. Man and blade became one, and with the assistance of the Zhou Tian Big Dipper Formation, he had reached a cultivation level that was extremely close to the Dao Integration Realm.

Beneath the desert, a huge sand worm was constantly wriggling forward, looking clumsy but actually moving extremely fast.

Moreover, its route perfectly avoided the external wind and sand, and a group of spirit beasts helped dig a tunnel ahead. Before long, it arrived near the Demon Capital, even faster than the Heavenly Sea Treasure Ship.

The sandworm emerged from the ground, opened its huge mouth, and a figure leaped out from it.

Lan Zhenxin was spotless. She waved her hand to dismiss the poisonous insects, then squinted at the demon capital.

Feifei perched on her shoulder and let out a few frustrated cries.

Lan Zhenxin said, "What, you're saying you finally escaped and don't want to go back? Don't worry, after the Demon Capital opens this time, there will be no more habitat for you ancient demon beasts in the world."

Feifei seemed to understand, her expression gloomy.

Besides Zhao Wuxiang, Lan Zhenxin, and Wen Daoxian, several other forces arrived one after another, each displaying their unique abilities.

For them, the storm before them was only the first hurdle; the real challenge lay in the struggle after they entered the city.

In an instant, everyone gathered above the Demon Capital. While suspended in mid-air, they tacitly found a secluded spot, planning to rush in and loot the treasures later.

However, no one dared to move for the time being, because a figure appeared in the center of the formation, standing next to Zhao Wuxiang.

No one saw how he arrived; Zhao Wuxiang only sensed a sword intent before the man appeared.

Such methods made his hair stand on end, and he thought that this person was probably his greatest enemy.

A sword cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm!

Feng Mo.

At this moment, Feng Mo appeared arrogant and ignored Zhao Wuxiang, instead surveying the inside and outside of the Demon Capital.

Only after confirming that there were no ancient demonic beasts awakening nearby did he say in a cold voice, "Please take what you need."

After saying that, he took the lead and flew down on his sword, followed closely by the others, who rushed into the demon capital.

(End of this chapter)