Chapter 0389 – The True Feelings of the Devil’s Way Revealed – Absolute Return

The alliance between good and evil was about to break up.

What’s the situation? I’ve been talking to them a lot lately? Do you think I was looking at you just now, waiting for you to relieve me? How dare you give me this in front of me?

Bai Zijiang’s face suddenly turned cloudy as if he was celebrating the official establishment of the Evil Dao Alliance.

”These two despicable guys!”

As if he didn’t see Jin Botian’s deflated expression, Jian Wuduan said to himself:

“We used to hunt, fish and play chess together.”

“Huh? When have we ever gone fishing?” Jian Wuji asked with feigned surprise.

A cold light flashed in Jin Breaking Tian’s eyes as he heard this. Could it be that he was talking nonsense? Could it be that he usually didn’t communicate with his son at all?

Jian Wuchen detected Jin Botian’s skeptical gaze, yet he remained calm and composed.

“Do I only have you as a son?”

Of course, Jian Wuji had long guessed that his father was referring to going fishing with his brother. Father never lied, and the reason he said that was to let Jin Botian know that he didn’t just favor himself, and that he cared about his brother just as much.

“It’s too much! I want to go fishing with you too!” Jian Wuji said in a feigned dissatisfaction.

Jian Wuchen ignored him and instead looked at Jin Botian and said meaningfully:

“This time is invaluable not only for the kids, but for me as well.”

The two men’s eyes met in the air.

It was a chilling look, full of arrogance and disdain. However, Jin Zhaotian saw sincerity in it because he believed that Jian Wuchen didn’t bother to lie at all.

“Yes, to be there for your children and to be there for yourself.”

There was a hint of sourness in Jin Zhaotian’s tone.

“What about you guys?”

The originally relaxed atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

At this moment, he was no longer the kindly old man who flaunted his children and grandchildren, but the ally who ruled the martial arts world.

Bai Zijiang was also silent, waiting for Jian Wuchen’s reply.

Jian Wu Chen’s gaze fell on the wine pot in front of him. He knew that his answer would determine the direction of this meeting, and might even lead to both sides meeting in arms.

“Even if we spend all our time with them, will you be able to stop us?”

As soon as the words fell, a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire room, and the air seemed to freeze.

Bi Sian, Jin Xiajun, and Jin Xialing looked at Jian Wuji in unison.

However, Jian Wuji’s gaze always remained on his father’s back. Neither his father, nor the Heavenly Demon Soul behind him, had ever looked back at them. Both of them, father and son, would only go forward courageously, never retreating.

He went so far as to fall on his sword in front of the Martial Arts Alliance!

The righteous experts downstairs were the first to react as they released their own auras, ready to strike.

The Evil Dao experts were also on standby as they communicated with each other through voice transmission, discussing ways to deal with the situation.

The Blood Thousand Blade Demon still clasped his hands to his chest as he swept his gaze over the experts of the righteous path in front of him. It was as if he was seriously thinking about who he should take out first if the two sides went to war.

But in reality, he had another idea in mind. As long as Jian Wuchen and Jian Wuji were still here, this battle would not truly break out.

He suddenly remembered Xu Dalong. Hearing the conversation upstairs, he realized that he had never had an in-depth conversation with his disciple either.

‘Looks like I’ll have to talk to him sometime.’

He was surprised, but not repulsed, that he would even think such a thing. If it had been before, he would have scoffed at the idea that such warm and fuzzy emotions would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.

He suddenly remembered a sentence that Jian Wu Ji had once said:

“That’s because you haven’t experienced that true love is precious.”

Yes, in the past, he, like the Heavenly Devil, thought that feelings were the cheapest thing in the world. But nowadays, he felt that it was perhaps the most valuable thing he had.

The Blood Thousand Blade Demon felt the murderous aura coming from beside him and turned his head to look.

The One Flower Sword Honored One had already locked onto her target. If a melee occurred, she would not hesitate to kill the Taiyi Divine Sword.

The Taiyi Divine Sword also felt her killing intent, but instead of feeling scared, he was somewhat looking forward to the battle.

”I won’t let go of any of these Demon Cult demons!”

His heart was filled with hatred for the Devil’s Cult, and it never changed.

Just as the atmosphere was tense with swords, the Drunken Demon suddenly opened the wine pot and tilted his head back to pour a mouthful of wine.

Instead of easing the tension, the mellow aroma of the wine made the atmosphere even more gloomy.

Of course, there are those who remain calm.

The Poison King pushed open the window and sat on the windowsill, gazing into the distance.

If it were anyone else, they would have been reprimanded for being “reckless”. However, when facing the Poison King, no one dared to say a word. Because he was like a walking arsenal of poisons, no one wanted to die with him.

Right at this moment of saber-rattling, Jian Wuji suddenly transmitted his voice to Bai Zijiang:

-You persuade the fight.

-Me?

Bai Zijiang was a bit surprised, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

-If you don’t, who will?

-We can’t wait for them to fight.

-What about hitting on feelings?

-That’s a problem.

Of the three, Bai Zijiang was the most adaptable.

“Sian, pour wine for Master.”

“Yes, Master.”

Bi Sian hurriedly filled Bai Zijiang’s wine.

Both Jian Wudu and Jin Botian understood his intentions. If they really wanted to fight to the death, they wouldn’t be sitting here drinking.

“Wuji, pour wine for my father.”

“Yes, Father.”

Jin Zhaotian was also not willing to show weakness and said to Jin Xiajun:

“Xia Jun, pour wine for Grandpa.”

“Yes, Grandpa.”

Each of the three had a glass of wine.

After putting down the wine cup, Jin Botian looked at Jian Wuji and asked:

“You say your magic path is here?”

“Yes.”

“Where?”

Everyone looked at Jian Wuji curiously, even Bai Zijiang was no exception. What secrets were hidden in this ordinary restaurant?

Jian Wuji’s reply was unexpected to everyone.

“Aren’t you watching right now?”

“What do you mean?”

Jian Wuji’s gaze landed on Zhao Chunpei, who was standing on the side, in a dilemma.

It was only then that Jin Zhaotian realized that the “Devil’s Way” that Jian Wuji had mentioned was referring to Zhao Chunpei.

“Are you saying that this boss is your magic path?”

“Exactly.”

Zhao Chunpei froze. He had already been scared out of his wits by the successive changes, and now he was even more at a loss for words.