Ye Yu finished reading Chen Mingzi’s memories in an instant. Everything was exactly as he’d said—there wasn’t a single lie. The demons who ambushed Ye Ji Zui had all been slain by him. During that time, Chen Mingzi had suffered greatly, torn between loyalty to his clan and gratitude to Ye Ji Zui. Though the deed was done, his heart could never move past it. This showed Chen Mingzi still bore true remorse, but when forced to choose between gratitude and his people, he chose them.
As for the Ring of Life, it had indeed been in Chen Mingzi’s possession. He had found it in the Wing Demon City lord’s mansion and fought several Demon King Realm powerhouses in a bloody battle to seize it. It had not been easily won. This meant Niu Shixiao’s guess was wrong—the Ring of Life was not with Yue Wanqiu, but in Wing Demon City itself. Damn him, what a ridiculous lie—he should have written novels instead!
Staring at the Ring of Life in his hand, Ye Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The next day, Ye Yu returned to the same forest. Jing Yanxin’s phantom appeared once more, brimming with excitement. “Truly worthy of the Legendary Fate Demon—you even slew a famed powerhouse like Chen Mingzi. Remarkable indeed. Now, hand over the Ring of Life!”
Ye Yu withdrew the Ring of Life from his Storage Ring and toyed with it in his palm without handing it over. “Do you think I can trust you? How about I give it to you after I find Nangong Jingtang?”
Jing Yanxin’s phantom paused. “If you don’t trust me, nothing I say will matter. Give me the Ring of Life now, and I’ll immediately tell you Lord Nangong’s whereabouts. You must know she’s in grave danger—the longer you wait, the more peril she faces. Don’t lose the big picture for a trifle!”
Ye Yu shook his head and spoke softly, “Do you think I’d believe that? Nangong Jingtang’s strength is peerless—how could she easily fall into danger?”
A faint smile curved Jing Yanxin’s lips. “Stop trying to trap my words. I’ll give you ten breaths to decide. If you don’t want to know Lord Nangong’s location, I’ll leave. I’m sure many great demons will pay handsomely for this information.”
Ye Yu fell silent, his expression solemn as he pondered. Meanwhile Jing began counting aloud, “Ten... nine... eight...”
Then, in a flash, Ye Yu raised his hand. “Stop—no need to count further!”
Jing Yanxin’s phantom broke into a confident grin. “Well? Decided?”
“Yes,” Ye Yu replied. “I’ve found you.”
In that moment, Ye Yu’s figure dissolved into thin air.

A Supreme Mandate Talisman appeared between his fingertips.

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