# Chapter 1642: "Compensation"
All six demonesses were thoroughly enraged. Their dark pressure silently spread, their long hair all beginning to float.
Chi Wuyue had strictly ordered that Yun Che must not be harmed, but this order indeed only covered Yun Che, and had never mentioned Qianye Ying'er.
Having their bottom line trampled upon like this, no matter how high their tolerance and forbearance, it had already become unbearable. Once the five breaths were up, if Qianye Ying'er still refused to hand it over, they would definitely act without hesitation.
At the moment when conflict was about to erupt, Yun Che suddenly spoke calmly: "Qianying, hand the Mysterious Shadow Stone to her."
His words immediately drew the demonesses' gazes and attention, and the tense atmosphere also eased somewhat.
Qianye Ying'er showed no movement at all, saying coldly: "If they had politely begged me, I might have given it. But these so-called demonesses who don't even know their place..."
"Hand it to her!" Yun Che didn't even let her finish speaking, repeating the same three words, but even more rigid than before.
Qianye Ying'er raised her eyebrows slightly, stopped talking, then under the slightly astonished gazes of the demonesses, she took out an ordinary Mysterious Shadow Stone, flicked her finger, and tossed it toward the demoness Chan Yi.
Chan Yi reached out and caught it. Her spiritual sense swept over it, then with a "bang," the Mysterious Shadow Stone shattered in her hand, turning into dark dust and completely vanishing from the world.
The demonesses began to retract their auras. Without exception, they all cast a deep glance at Yun Che.
Though they were in the Jiehun Realm of the Northern Domain, the name Fandi Shennü was thunderous to their ears as well. In the Eastern Divine Region, she possessed power and status almost equal to a Realm King's Divine Emperor, and her future as Fantian Shen Di was already set.
Moreover, her title of "Shennü" was in a sense higher than that of a Divine Emperor. Because there were over a dozen Divine Emperors, but "Shennü"—she was the only one.
Even if she was crippled, she still had the right to look down on demonesses. Her fiery temperament was exactly as the rumors said.
But before Yun Che, she was so... obedient!?
Here in the Jiehun Realm territory, facing the combined pressure of the six demonesses, she had responded with arrogance. But with just two simple sentences from Yun Che... she handed it over like that?
The demonesses' understanding of Fandi Shennü came mostly from their Demon Empress. And the Fandi Shennü that Demon Empress Chi Wuyue had described to them had one characteristic: she viewed all men under heaven as mere dogs.
But the person before them did not match that at all.
"Only this one," Yun Che said. "And I have never watched it, nor have I shown it to anyone else. You can rest assured."
As for the Mysterious Shadow within this stone, he truly had never watched it. As for the true shadow before it was recorded... that was another matter.
"Rest assured?" The third demoness Ye Li stepped forward slowly. Among the six demonesses present, she was the leader. When it came to the dignity and honor of the demonesses, she had to be the first to step forward: "Yun Che, I can believe your words. But this humiliation—how can it be resolved merely by returning the Mysterious Shadow Stone! If this had happened to a woman by your side, could you rest assured!?"
As her words fell, her footsteps also stopped moving forward. Beneath the pitch-black mist, her eyes showed continuous slight tremors.
Spiritual pressure... unrelated to cultivation or aura—a formless suppression originating from level.
As a demoness, in the Northern Divine Region, the only ones who could make them truly feel spiritual pressure when facing them head-on were the three Divine Emperors of Yanmo, Fenyue, and Jiehun.
But every time she faced Yun Che's gaze, there was a sense of oppression that directly covered her soul. Like a subject facing an emperor descended from heaven—that uncontrollable, deep-rooted suppression and reverence.
As she drew closer, only a few steps away, this sense of oppression intensified several times over.
When the demonesses were near, their minds could connect at any time. She was not the only one feeling this.
All the demonesses had cold brows toward Qianye Ying'er. But every time they faced Yun Che, their momentum instantly weakened by several points... and this was definitely not just because of their Demon Empress's instructions.
"Right!" Yu Wu said angrily, "It was your own carelessness that got your secret discovered. What does that have to do with Chan Yi! She never did anything to make things difficult for you, and she even helped you before! Yet you repay kindness with enmity and did something so excessive! How can it just end like this!"
"Heh," Qianye Ying'er responded with a cold laugh.
"This matter should wait until Master returns," the always silent Lan Ting spoke, her soft words subtly easing the atmosphere: "Master values our honor and disgrace above all else and will not let this go. Since she invited Fandi Shennü here, she must already have a plan."
"No," Qing Ying shook her head, her gaze turning cold: "For matters within our capability, how can we trouble Master? Moreover..."
She lowered her voice slightly, as if transmitting sound, but she didn't mind Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er hearing: "Master hasn't shown herself yet, which should mean she wants us to resolve this on our own. After all, Master truly only invited Yun Che. As for this Fandi Shennü... that's our affair."
Qing Ying's words made the demonesses' eyes flicker slightly.
"Oh?" Qianye Ying'er gave a half-smile, her gaze gradually becoming hazy, and her voice between her lips turned lazy and casual: "Then what do you plan to do?"
"That depends on you," Ye Li said coldly. "Give us an explanation that leaves us with nothing to say. Otherwise... I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this Hunluo Heaven intact!"
"Hahahaha!" Qianye Ying'er burst into wild laughter. She swept her arm, her golden hair dancing in the air, and tiny black stars instantly coalesced at her fingertips: "In my life, the number of people I've harmed, schemed against, and killed is incalculable. But no one has ever been able to get back anything from me!"①
"Do you mere few demonesses even deserve it?!"
If they had each given each other a way out, using the Demon Empress's personal invitation as an opportunity, this matter might have truly been peacefully settled.
But what kind of person was Qianye Ying'er? Even if she was completely crippled, the divine maiden bearing that had long been deeply ingrained in her bones would never allow her to bow her head to anyone in the slightest.②
Her words undoubtedly thoroughly provoked the demonesses' fury. Even Lan Ting, whose temperament was the gentlest, had a cold edge to her gaze.
"You're right. This matter, we are indeed in the wrong."
A cold voice forcefully stopped the demonesses' impending outburst. Because the one who spoke was none other than Yun Che.
Under their slightly stunned gazes, Yun Che continued: "Back then, the two of us fled to the Northern Divine Region. Unexpectedly, in a mid-level realm we encountered a demoness, and she recognized our identities."
"We were both wandering ghosts who had just survived a calamity and were barely alive. We couldn't trust anyone, nor could we be controlled by anyone. So, for self-preservation, we used despicable means against Nanhuang Chanyi."
Yun Che raised his gaze, looking directly at the demoness Chan Yi: "I came here today to cooperate with you of the Jiehun Realm. Since we are to cooperate, there should be no grudges like this between us. I will naturally provide compensation for this matter."
The demonesses were startled. For a moment, they seemed unable to believe that this terrifying figure who emitted such strange spiritual pressure and had even made Fandi Shennü obediently comply would say such things.
Qianye Ying'er frowned deeply and sneered: "Yesterday, that Yan Sangeng—you killed him without a word. Today, they're pressing you, and you just cave in? Your difference in how you treat men and women is truly as consistent as ever!"
Qianye Ying'er's words seemed to express dissatisfaction and disdain, but in truth, they were a heavy reminder that Yun Che was someone who, at the slightest disagreement, had directly killed even a Yanmo Ghost King.
And with just one sword!
An eerie silence fell over Hunluo Heaven. It lasted for a full three breaths before a demoness finally spoke. The eighth demoness, Yu Wu, remained full of indignation, shouting with great momentum: "Compensation? How will you compensate! Who knows... who knows if you peeked back then! This isn't just Chan Yi's affair—it's the affair of all nine of us sisters!"
"And this Fandi Shennü, who committed this act, has such an atrocious attitude! We will absolutely not forgive lightly!"
"My name is Yun Qianying!" Qianye Ying'er's gaze and voice both turned ice-cold: "Mistake it again, and don't blame me for being rude!"
Fandi Shennü—it had once been the most supreme title for a woman in this world. But now, whenever Qianye Ying'er thought of or heard those four words, she felt a sense of irony... even shame.
"Since I said I would provide compensation, naturally I will satisfy you," Yun Che said flatly. His gaze swept over the six demonesses, then suddenly asked, "Are you nine demonesses ranked by strength?"
Though they didn't know why he was asking this, Nanhuang Chanyi still replied: "Not entirely. But for our generation, it is indeed so."
"That is to say, your strength is weaker than the eighth demoness?" Yun Che asked.
The ninth demoness Chan Yi and the eighth demoness Yu Wu were both Eighth-rank Divine Lords. But in terms of aura, Yu Wu was clearly stronger than Chan Yi.
"Yes," Chan Yi responded without any hesitation.
Yu Wu quickly said: "Chan Yi has only inherited the demoness's power for far too short a time. At most another thousand years, and she will definitely surpass me."
"Thousand years? Heh," Yun Che seemed to give a cold laugh, but his face showed no trace of a smile. He said slowly, "Within ten breaths, I will make her completely surpass the eighth demoness in strength. Is this 'compensation' enough?"
At Yun Che's words, the air fell silent. The six demonesses were all stunned... only Qianye Ying'er showed no reaction.
But their shock only lasted a moment, then their expressions turned subtle... as if they had just heard an extremely ridiculous, and extremely low-grade joke.
The small glimmer of expectation that had just arisen all turned into even deeper anger.
"Yun Che, are you mocking us!" Qing Ying said in a low voice.
In the Divine Lord realm, even the slightest gap within the same realm could be a chasm that might never be crossed in a lifetime. Chan Yi and Yu Wu were both Eighth-rank Divine Lords. The demonesses knew the gap between them all too well. When Yu Wu said Chan Yi could surpass her in a thousand years, it was more of an older sister's acknowledgment and encouragement.
But Yun Che said ten breaths!?
And "completely surpass"!?
Absolutely preposterous.
Even the legendary "Primordial World Pill," a miraculous substance said to allow one to leap a major step even in the Divine Lord realm, would take several years or even longer to successfully refine.
"As expected, birds of a feather flock together!" Ye Li was thoroughly enraged: "Did you come to the Jiehun Realm today for the purpose of provocation!"
"This is too much!" Yu Wu was also truly angry: "And I actually had a little belief just now that you genuinely felt remorse and wanted to compensate!"
Yun Che paid no attention to their anger, his gaze fixed on Chan Yi: "Do you want this compensation or not?"
Compared to the other five demonesses, Chan Yi's psychological reaction was quite different. Because back then, she had actually come into contact with Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er, witnessed their attacks with her own eyes, and seen their true strength.
At that time, it had been just over two years ago. The two of them, who had only been at the Divine Sovereign level back then, could now kill Yan Sangeng and injure Yao Die.
"What are you going to do?" Chan Yi said softly. These words indicated that she wasn't completely unbelieving or rejecting.
"Very simple," Yun Che said. "Drop all your defenses. Do not resist or block my dark aura in any way."
"Outrageous!" Yao Die was furious. A butterfly shadow appeared behind her, clearly having reached her limit.
Allowing Yun Che's aura to invade her body without any defense... Given Yun Che's strength that had slain Yan Sangeng, this was essentially handing her life over to him on a platter!
Chan Yi's jade-like face also slightly changed. She was about to coldly refuse when a soft voice suddenly sounded deep in her soul: "Cooperate with everything he says."
Chan Yi's heart shook violently, her beautiful eyes widening slightly... because this was a soul transmission from their Demon Empress!
"Alright." The refusal that was about to leave her lips turned into a gentle nod: "Since it is compensation, I have no reason to refuse."
"Chan Yi!?" This response shocked the other five demonesses greatly. Ye Li quickly said: "Such ridiculous words—even if the ancient gods and demons descended upon the world, they would not dare to speak them! Chan Yi, do you truly believe this?"
"Although it sounds like an utter fantasy, he is someone Master trusts, so I will trust him this once as well," Chan Yi said slowly.
As her words fell, she slightly lowered her head and sent a mental voice transmission to the other five: "This is Master's will."
"..." The five demonesses, who had been about to forcefully stop her, froze in both posture and expression.
"Very well..." Ye Li forcefully suppressed her anger and confusion. As demonesses, they would never disobey or refuse their Demon Empress's words. But on one hand, there was a statement so laughable it couldn't be more laughable; on the other hand, handing one's life over to the other party's hands—she truly couldn't understand their Demon Empress's intention.
No one could understand it either.
"Since this is your wish, we have no choice but to agree," Ye Li said. She flickered and stood beside Chan Yi: "However, we will guard by your side. If he dares to make any rash move, we will act immediately."
"Don't worry. I trust him." Chan Yi gave a slight smile. She gently turned her body, and all her profound aura, as well as the profound light surrounding her, immediately converged.
Even before she became a demoness, Nanhuang Chanyi was already known as the number one beauty across the five realms of Youxu. After inheriting the demoness's power, she was even more so—one glance could topple a city, incomparably beautiful.
"Begin," she said, looking at Yun Che, her eyes like a still lake... However, what surprised her inwardly was that, having restrained her profound light and revealed her true face, she saw not a single ripple in Yun Che's eyes.
Was it because the one accompanying him day and night was Fandi Shennü... She couldn't help but think so.
Yun Che did not speak, nor did he step forward. He directly extended his arm, spread his five fingers, and a cluster of black light shone in his palm. Then, across a distance of ten zhang, he covered it directly toward Chan Yi.
The five demonesses had all stood by Chan Yi's side. Each had cold, vigilant gazes, their nerves taut, as they watched that wisp of dark profound light from Yun Che enter Chan Yi's body without any obstruction.
As long as even a hint of malicious aura leaked from Yun Che, they would instantly act to cut off his power.
But to their surprise, the dark aura Yun Che sent into Chan Yi's body was exceptionally weak—so weak that even if fully triggered, it could not possibly harm her... After all, even without any profound energy protection, it was still a Divine Lord's body.
Not only was it weak, its level was also excessively low-grade. That wisp of black energy was like the first wisp of dark energy condensed by a child who had just entered the Xuan path. It wasn't even worthy of being described with the word "low-grade."
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(①: Yun Che counts as a human!?)
(②: Yun Che also counts as a human!?)