# Chapter 1641: Nine Demonesses (Part 2)
The atmosphere of the Soul Plunder Sacred Domain was distinctly different from the outside world. Passing through one dark soul hall after another, Qing Ying stopped, then soared into the air, flying straight for a hundred miles, bringing Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er to land on a floating dark island.
The space here was dim and silent. Raising a hand, it seemed as though one could touch the ancient gray firmament.
The floating island was roughly a hundred miles in length and width, completely flat and empty. Aside from the three figures, there was not a single speck of dust.
Qing Ying finally turned around and said to them, "This place is called Hun Luo Heaven. My master ordered me to bring you here. She will arrive shortly."
Qianye Ying'er swept her gaze across, her golden eyes slightly narrowing. She smiled with a hint of sarcasm. "I had long heard that the Northern Divine Region was barren and desolate. I never expected that even the guest reception area of a so-called 'Royal Realm' would be so shabby. Truly an eye-opener."
"Yun Qianying, watch your words," Qing Ying said coldly, no longer hiding her disgust for Qianye Ying'er. "This is not the Eastern Divine Region where you can throw your weight around. Don't think that just because you injured Fourth Sister, you can look down on our Soul Plunder Realm! This is no place for you to act wild!"
Qianye Ying'er's brows arched, her condensed golden gaze turning dangerous and playful. "Whether I'm worthy or not isn't for you to decide..."
"Silence!" Yun Che suddenly cut in with a low reprimand, interrupting Qianye Ying'er's words, then lightly spat out one word: "Wait."
Qianye Ying'er twitched her brow, half-turning around. "When did you become so patient? If you're not strong enough, how can you possibly..."
"I said wait!" Yun Che emphasized.
"..." Qianye Ying'er's lips moved, letting out a very soft snort, then turned her face away, no longer speaking, nor willing to look at him.
Toward the demonesses, Qianye Ying'er's attitude could be described as extremely hostile. This had been fully revealed from the moment they encountered the first demoness, Chan Yi, and Yun Che had seen it all.
He also understood the reason very clearly: it was actually the immense fall from Qianye Ying'er's fall from being the Fandi Shennü to a Northern Domain demoness and a man's appendage, causing her to loathe—or even envy—all women who approached her former status and height. She wished that all of them would fall to a state like hers.
The demonesses were all in this category.
With no one else speaking, the silence of Hun Luo Heaven did not last long. At this moment, Yun Che's expression suddenly shifted, and his gaze turned. Immediately, Qianye Ying'er also focused.
Such a powerful aura!
The air trembled slightly, and then a black-clad female figure seemed to descend from the firmament, slowly landing beside Qing Ying. A gaze carrying dark pressure swept toward Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er.
The woman was dressed in black robes, her face unseen like the other demonesses, her entire body shrouded in a layer of slowly drifting black mist. Her figure was exceptionally tall, almost comparable to Qianye Ying'er.
"Third Sister," Qing Ying nodded slightly. Her address directly indicated this woman's identity.
The third demoness of the Soul Plunder Realm, second only to the Great Demoness—Ye Li.
Even without Qing Ying's opening, Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er had already deduced her identity. Because her aura was clearly stronger than that of the fourth demoness, Yao Die.
At the very least, when facing Yao Die, who was one small realm above her, Qianye Ying'er's pressure was not too overwhelming. But when this black-clad woman appeared, the feeling she brought to Qianye Ying'er was unmistakably one of "unable to defeat."
Yet her aura still did not reach the height Qianye Ying'er had once attained. So she could not be the Great Demoness Jie Xin or Jie Ling. Then she could only be the third demoness.
The third demoness Ye Li deeply looked at Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er. Seeing that the other side showed no intention of responding, she said to Qing Ying, "Are they Yun Che and the Fandi Shennü from the Eastern Divine Region?"
Qing Ying nodded lightly. "Even Third Sister has returned so quickly. It seems that our master does indeed have important matters to announce this time."
Ye Li's gaze shifted again, then suddenly fixed on Qianye Ying'er, lashing out with an extremely direct cold remark. "So it was you who injured Yao Die!?"
"It was me," Qianye Ying'er lifted her eyes, smiling faintly. "If it weren't for this man beside me, who always has a soft spot for seductive-looking women, killing her... wouldn't have been impossible either."
Ye Li's gaze clearly turned icy, then she said coldly, "Our master's orders come first. I will not make a move against you here. But as for Yao Die, and Chan Yi's accounts... we will collect them from you in the end!"
Ye Li's words were by no means simple intimidation, nor were they threats. The nine demonesses were all "created" by the Demon Empress, sharing the same heart and pulse.
Injure one is to injure all nine. Humiliate one is to humiliate all nine!
"Very well," the pressure from the third demoness stirred a gleam in Qianye Ying'er's eyes that was both excited and almost manic. "Right now, what I want most is a whetstone! Don't you dare disappoint me like that useless butterfly!"
"Useless butterfly? Hmph, are you referring to me?"
A low, cold voice came from afar. As the voice fell, a yellow and a blue figure descended from the sky, landing in front of Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er, glaring at them coldly.
The woman on the left was the fourth demoness Yao Die, whom they had fought only yesterday. She had been injured quite badly and her aura was clearly somewhat unstable.
The woman on the right was dressed in a blue gown, her figure bathed in a pure blue light as gentle as water. Her aura was much softer than that of the other demonesses.
Even her gaze toward Yun Che and the other held no threat or pressure, as plain and gentle as flowing water.
The sixth demoness—Lan Ting.
Glancing at Yao Die's injuries, Ye Li's slender brows furrowed tightly. She had heard that Yao Die was injured, but she had not expected it to be so severe. She said coldly, "Yao Die, shall we subdue her?"
"No need," Yao Die shook her head, showing no trace of anger. "I was outmatched, so there is nothing to say. But the one who defeated me is not this so-called Divine Maiden, and it is certainly not her place to mock me!"
Her bright eyes briefly fell on Yun Che, then moved away.
"Third Sister, Fourth Sister... Ah! And Fifth Sister, Sixth Sister, you're all here!"
A young girl's voice suddenly came, filled with deep excitement and surprise. It was crisp and ethereal, like pearls falling onto a jade plate. Even without seeing her person, every listener's mind conjured the radiant, spirited face of a young girl.
The ethereal voice quickly dispelled the oppressive atmosphere here. A lithe figure, delicate as a spirit, hurriedly descended.
She was petite, roughly the size of Cai Zhi, dressed in a pure white gown adorned with shimmering jade tassels at her waist and hem, as if she greatly favored such sparkling, intricate decorations. On her feet were shoes that also sparkled with white jade.
Though her face was not visible, she gave the impression of being a young girl of about fifteen or sixteen, still full of childish innocence.
The eighth demoness of Soul Plunder—Yu Wu.
And she had not come alone. As she descended, a pale golden figure also slowly landed... carrying an aura that Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er instantly recognized.
Nanhuang Chanyi!
Third demoness Ye Li, fourth demoness Yao Die, fifth demoness Qing Ying, sixth demoness Lan Ting, eighth demoness Yu Wu, ninth demoness Chan Yi... In the blink of an eye, six of the nine demonesses of Soul Plunder had gathered!
Their rapid assembly here could only be by Chi Wuyue's orders.
Completely unlike the seductive, tantalizing, and elusive demeanor she presented, her decisiveness had taken Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er completely by surprise.
As demonesses, each one wielded a divine prestige and aura that towered above the world. But Yu Wu was clearly different from the other demonesses. She arrived with cheers, like a spoiled child, rushing to each of her sisters, hugging and rubbing against them one by one before finally turning to look at Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er. Her previously jubilant expression instantly transformed into vigilance and hostility.
"Are these the ones who ambushed Chan Yi and injured Fourth Sister?" Yu Wu asked loudly, her tone worlds apart from before.
"Their current identity is as guests personally invited by our master," the sixth demoness Lan Ting spoke up, her voice gentle as drifting clouds. "As for other matters, we can discuss them later."
"Hmph!" Yu Wu's brows furrowed, and her small, snow-white hands clenched tightly together. "Even if our master doesn't blame you, I will never forgive you."
Yun Che's gaze swept across the six demonesses before him. Yu Wu's words did not cause the slightest change in his expression or demeanor.
Because what was reflected in his eyes was not the six demonesses of Soul Plunder, but rather... the most luxurious, the finest tools for revenge!
A golden shadow stirred. The ninth demoness Chan Yi slowly stepped forward, then extended her jade hand toward Yun Che, slowly uttering two words from between her lips: "Give it back."
Her tone now was no longer gentle and tender as before, but only icy cold.
Back then, when she had awakened in the Middle Wasteland Realm, her golden robes were torn and scattered, her jade body exposed. In her ears rang the wild, arrogant words left by Qianye Ying'er... She could not describe the humiliation. Perhaps it would be branded into her soul sea for her entire life.
Afterward, she had indeed not tracked Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er. She was extremely afraid that with even the slightest pressure, the other side would actually make the Profound Shadow Stone public. As a demoness, she feared this a hundred or a thousand times more than an ordinary woman. Because it was not only her lifelong reputation, but also something that would bring shame upon all demonesses and the entire Soul Plunder Realm.
Qianye Ying'er, bearing the title of "Divine Maiden," had shown her an extreme venomousness that stopped at nothing.
It was only much later that she confessed this matter to Chi Wuyue and the other demonesses. Because she knew it would become a deep shame for all demonesses.
Now, this was Hun Luo Heaven, a place more perfect than any other, with six demonesses present. She had to make them hand over the Profound Shadow Stone and eliminate the threat forever.
"Oh? Little sister Chan Yi, what is it you want us to give you?" Qianye Ying'er's gaze slanted, looking at Nanhuang Chanyi's palm as if she were seriously admiring her delicate fingers.
"Hmph, now that you're here, stop playing dumb," the third demoness Ye Li said coldly. "Hand over the Profound Shadow Stone you used to ambush Chan Yi back then!"
"That's right! Hand it over now!" The eighth demoness Yu Wu hopped a step, standing beside Nanhuang Chanyi, her eyes fierce and her cheeks puffed up. "If our master hadn't forbidden us from making a move against you, we would have already... hmph!"
"No," the fourth demoness Yao Die said calmly. "Our master only ordered that Yun Che not be harmed. She never included anyone other than Yun Che."
"Exactly," Chan Yi nodded. Her gaze briefly lingered on Yun Che's face, then forcefully turned to Qianye Ying'er. "Fandi Shennü, you have long crossed my bottom line. But out of consideration for our master's intent, if you hand over the Profound Shadow Stone, I can still temporarily bear this matter. Otherwise..."
"Bottom line?" Qianye Ying'er sneered. "Back then, you forced me into it. You exposed our secrets, and I exposed your clothes. Fair and square."
"Plus, I left a little protective charm," Qianye Ying'er's smile turned cold. "As a demoness, you should understand such a simple survival principle, shouldn't you?"
"Ridiculous," Nanhuang Chanyi's five fingers clenched, her trembling fingertips revealing her extreme anger. "So you mean to say you refuse to hand it over?"
"A Profound Shadow Stone engraved with the scenery of a demoness—unique in the world. Such a rare and exquisite thing, how could I bear to give it to someone else?" Qianye Ying'er spoke leisurely, her lips curled in mockery.
Back then, Nanhuang Chanyi had indeed meant no harm to Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er, and to some extent had even helped them. It was Qianye Ying'er who had used the most despicable means to obtain her "protective charm."
The demonesses had originally thought that since they had come to the Soul Plunder Realm, they would naturally take the opportunity to resolve this matter. But they had not expected Qianye Ying'er to be so unreasonable, arrogant, and overbearing.
"It seems there's no need for further words," the third demoness stepped forward. With each step, a faint, ethereal dark mark formed behind her. "Fandi Shennü, do you truly think we demonesses are easy to bully?"
She slowly extended her hand. "I'll give you five final breaths. Either hand over the Profound Shadow Stone, or... we'll come and take it ourselves. But when that happens, what remains won't be just the Profound Shadow Stone!"
In the distant firmament, atop the rolling black clouds, Chi Wuyue watched this scene with great interest, a faint, elusive smile hanging on her lips.
"Is the Fandi Shennü truly such a despicable person?" A cold female voice sounded from behind Chi Wuyue.
"Despicable?" Chi Wuyue let out a silky, charming laugh. "She is someone who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals. The methods she employed in the Eastern Divine Region cannot be described merely as 'despicable.'"
"However, the posture she is putting on now is only to build momentum."
"Build momentum?"
"She wants Yun Che to speak and order her to hand over the Profound Shadow Stone, thereby establishing Yun Che's authority in front of Chan Yi and the others. It's just that... this kind of small trick of harming oneself to benefit others is clearly unfamiliar to her, and she hasn't executed it very beautifully."
"And this in itself is something wonderfully indescribable."
Tracing her finger lightly over her lips, Chi Wuyue showed no intention of appearing. Her gray, dim eyes radiated a demonic light capable of instantly bewitching hearts and stealing souls. "Let me see how you will win over my lovely children... If you can't do it, I will be very disappointed, my good Che'er."
"...???" The gaze behind her paused in momentary bewilderment.