Chapter 315: The Two Immortal Maidens

“That fatso wants to deal with me?” Shi Hao casually asked while sitting by the jade table, pouring himself a cup of fine wine. As he savored the liquor, he also took in the bustling splendor of the imperial capital.

“Indeed, you’d better be careful,” the Heavenly Fox Fairy replied, her lips curving slightly, her large eyes crescent-shaped, her smile sweet yet sly.

“Why would that fatso pick a fight with me for no reason? I haven’t provoked her. If she dares to cause trouble, I’ll just suppress her on the spot and administer justice.” Shi Hao spoke with domineering confidence. He knew the Demoness’ words couldn’t be trusted. Having just emerged from a great battle, his mood was light, so he spoke in a teasing, playful tone.

The Demoness giggled. “How exactly would you administer justice on the spot?”

“Didn’t you say you’d sell her to me? I’ve been waiting. If she really comes looking for trouble, I’ll just carry her back to the village to be the mother of my child.” Shi Hao waved his hand, adopting a rough-and-tumble demeanor. In truth, he wasn’t some burly man—he was still a youth, refined and handsome. He only spoke this way to match the Demoness’ style.

The Heavenly Fox Fairy laughed so hard she nearly toppled over, completely disregarding her image. Her collar slipped, revealing a stretch of snow-white skin, smooth as fine jade. Her delicate arms shimmered with a crystalline glow, her face radiant, her eyes lively.

“If she really comes, would you dare to act?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Didn’t you say you’d find her a good match? Who’s better than me? I’ll take her without hesitation.” Shi Hao spoke with absolute confidence.

“You said it yourself—administer justice on the spot for Lunar Grace Fairy,” the Demoness said, her smile dazzling, her eyes gleaming.

“Administer justice for that fatso,” Shi Hao nodded, playing along.

“Hehehe…” The Heavenly Fox Fairy’s laughter sent a chill down Shi Hao’s spine. A faint sense of unease crept over him. Suddenly, he turned his head—only to see an elegant figure standing at the door of the private chamber.

“Fatso… uh, I mean, Lunar Grace Fairy, when did you get here?” Shi Hao scratched his head, at a loss for words, his expression sheepish.

“I’ve been here for a while,” Lunar Grace Fairy said expressionlessly. Her beauty was breathtaking, her white robes pristine as snow, untouched by worldly dust, like a goddess descending from the moon.

Shi Hao was clearly embarrassed—he’d been set up by the Demoness.

“How did you sneak up so quietly?” he quickly asked, his back tingling with cold sweat. This fairy was terrifyingly stealthy, evading his spiritual senses entirely.

Lunar Grace Fairy remained calm and composed, as if she hadn’t heard the earlier remarks—or perhaps she had simply filtered out the disrespectful words. She stepped into the chamber but did not sit.

“She has a secret treasure on her, impossible to guard against. It conceals her aura, making her perfect for ambushing prodigies,” the Demoness said with a smile.

Shi Hao stayed silent. Since Lunar Grace Fairy hadn’t brought up the earlier topic, he wasn’t about to invite trouble. He pretended nothing had happened.

But the Demoness had other ideas. Even if there were no issues, she’d stir them up—let alone now.

“Oh, divine youth, your fairy lover has arrived. Hurry and carry her back to the village to be the mother of your child. I can’t wait for my little nephew to come into the world!” The Heavenly Fox Fairy’s laughter was crisp and enchanting.

Shi Hao pretended not to hear, gazing at the bustling streets instead. “The imperial capital is truly wonderful, so full of life.”

“Your attempt to change the subject is terrible. What kind of nonsense is that? If the streets weren’t full of people, would they be full of grass and trees?” The Demoness rolled her eyes, refusing to let go. “Lunar Grace is already here. What about your bold declarations earlier? Don’t leave her hanging.”

Shi Hao realized he couldn’t let her keep talking, or things would spiral out of control. He took the initiative. “Lunar Grace Fairy, did you need something from me?”

“There are some matters,” she replied.

Shi Hao’s heart skipped a beat. Was she really here to cause trouble? Logically, she shouldn’t—the imperial capital was in a delicate state, and it was best for everyone to observe quietly. She shouldn’t be the first to make a move.

Lunar Grace Fairy suddenly smiled, warm as a spring breeze. Today, she wore no veil, her flawless beauty on full display, her dark hair cascading, her bright eyes captivating.

“Fairy, don’t smile at me like that, or the Demoness will egg me on to carry you back to the village again,” Shi Hao said.

“That’s clearly your own desire. Why drag me into it?” Lunar Grace Fairy ignored his jest and instead asked, “Are you a disciple of the Heaven Mending Pavilion?”

Shi Hao was taken aback. Why was she asking this? He nodded—there was nothing to hide, as many already knew.

“In that case, we share the same lineage. You and I should be closer. Don’t let this Demoness lead you astray,” Lunar Grace Fairy said.

“Hey, did you hear that? Lunar Grace wants you to get closer to her. You blockhead, don’t just stand there—show some initiative!” the Demoness teased.

“What? You want to come back to the village with me? No problem! The clan elder and Uncle Linhu have been urging me to take a few wives, saying it’s time for me to settle down. Brother Dazhuang’s kid is already running around,” Shi Hao said.

“Hahaha!” The Demoness burst into laughter. She knew he was deflecting, sensing something amiss.

Lunar Grace Fairy remained unruffled, unlike other women who might blush or lose their temper. With utmost serenity, she said, “If you like, we can capture the Demoness together and gift her to you as a wife.”

“That can be gifted too?” Shi Hao’s mouth fell open in an “O.” He never expected such outrageous words from the ethereal, saintly fairy.

The Demoness smirked. “See? The saintly fairy is more cunning than anyone. To achieve her goals, she’d dare anything. Their sect once had a fairy who even served a demon lord, ultimately altering the course of a great battle and rewriting history. If you’re strong enough, you could be that demon lord and have Lunar Grace serve you.”

“We truly share the same origin, descended from the same lineage,” Lunar Grace Fairy said, unfazed. All the crude words brushed past her like wind, leaving no trace.

“Fairy, may I ask why you say that? Please enlighten me,” Shi Hao said, genuinely puzzled. He had trained at the Heaven Mending Pavilion—what connection did that have with an ancient sect from beyond this domain?

“Very well, I’ll explain fully. I hail from the Heaven Mending Sect. Hearing that name, does it remind you of anything?” Lunar Grace Fairy asked. She stood close to Shi Hao, her eyes lively, her youthful fragrance like orchids and musk, as she gazed at him quietly.

Shi Hao’s heart trembled. The Heaven Mending Sect and the Heaven Mending Pavilion differed by only a single character—there had to be a connection. A realization dawned on him.

“The Heaven Mending Pavilion originated from beyond the Desolate Wastelands. It is a branch of our sect. Tracing back to the source, you are all disciples of the Heaven Mending Sect,” Lunar Grace Fairy declared, revealing a shocking secret.

“Oh dear, sister, your beautiful face has grown thicker. Since when did the Heaven Mending Pavilion become your branch? Your sect never acknowledged it before. Why the sudden eagerness to claim them now?” the Demoness mocked.

Shi Hao’s mind raced. He believed there was indeed a connection—some of Lunar Grace Fairy’s words were credible. But the history and hidden truths were far more complex.

“It’s true that unpleasant events occurred in the past, but we are of the same lineage. The founder of the Heaven Mending Pavilion was originally a disciple of our sect. In fact, he always wished to return, which is why he established the Heaven Mending Pavilion in the Desolate Wastelands,” Lunar Grace Fairy explained.

Shi Hao shuddered, immediately recalling Ghost Grandpa—how he had wandered the heavens, disheveled, an ancient sword embedded in his skull, wailing in sorrow that he was an outcast.

Back then, Shi Hao had wondered: what kind of sect was so mighty that even someone as formidable as Ghost Grandpa could be expelled? It was staggering—Ghost Grandpa was a being who dared to slay even Venerable Ones without hesitation.

“An ancient powerhouse who ignited his divine flame was driven out by your sect, and now you have the gall to seek out his disciples? How amusing,” the Demoness sneered.

“What happened cannot be changed, but our sect has always regarded the Heaven Mending Pavilion as a branch,” Lunar Grace Fairy said.

“Unfortunately, the Heaven Mending Pavilion was annihilated,” Shi Hao said coldly. What use was this talk now? When the pavilion faced calamity, where were their so-called allies?

“By the time we learned of it, it was too late. But in the end, there will be a reckoning. Before long, the Desolate Wastelands will descend into chaos, and even the sacred will become as worthless as grass,” Lunar Grace Fairy said solemnly.

At this moment, Shi Hao’s mind was in turmoil. The mighty Ghost Grandpa had been expelled from the Heaven Mending Sect—just how terrifying was this sect? He had always assumed the sects beyond this domain were powerful, capable of ruling vast territories, but he never imagined even divine flame igniters could be cast out. It was far more horrifying than he’d thought.

“The Heaven Mending Sect is vast, its heritage spanning endless ages, traceable to before the ancient times, extending across multiple domains,” Lunar Grace Fairy explained.

A single sect spanning more than one domain? It sounded like a myth, leaving Shi Hao momentarily stunned.

“Perhaps it’s more accurate to say our sect’s roots are planted in more than one great domain. For example, in the Desolate Wastelands, the Heaven Mending Pavilion is one of our branches,” Lunar Grace Fairy elaborated.

“You’re just eyeing his potential, wanting him to join your sect,” the Demoness interjected boldly. “But what can you offer him? If Shi Hao joins my Severing Heaven Sect, we can plunder the Heaven Mending Sect together—I’ll even deliver Lunar Grace to you as a gift!”

“The Severing Heaven Sect’s ways defy the natural order. In the end, it will all come to nothing. Don’t poison his mind here,” Lunar Grace Fairy retorted.

“The Heaven Mending Sect—ha!” The Demoness shook her head, then turned to Shi Hao with even greater boldness. “If you go with her, you’ll gain nothing. But if you come with me, even she could be yours. The choice is obvious—no need to hesitate!”

“You—” Lunar Grace Fairy’s expression turned icy.

Shi Hao remained silent, deep in thought. On the surface, both sects seemed to value him, but the reality was perilous. The moment he leaned toward one, the other might strike him down without mercy.

The Severing Heaven Sect and the Heaven Mending Sect—their very names spoke of opposition. Both were supreme sects, and the conflict between their doctrines was terrifying.

“Can’t I be both a demon lord and a divine sovereign?” Shi Hao asked cheekily.