Becoming Invincible By Marrying The Ultimate Villainess - Chapter 50 - Chapter 50 – The Woman in the Bronze Coffin—Demon Lord Cangyue!

“Bad woman?”

Hearing those three words, Su Su swallowed nervously and murmured, “Dad, are you going to meet the Second Young Miss of the Jun family again?”

Certainly not!

Ning Ye chuckled, gently running his fingers through Su Su’s soft, silver-white hair as he smiled.

“It’s another bad woman!”

Huh?

Su Su’s lips parted slightly, her expression wary as she asked, “Then, Dad, how does this bad woman compare to the Second Young Miss of the Jun family?”

Hmm…

Ning Ye thought for a moment before responding, “Each bad woman is different!”

“They are not the same!”

Ah, I see!

Su Su nodded thoughtfully. In her mind, the most terrifying woman in the world was Jun Qianyue. Now, another bad woman was about to appear, causing her to feel nervous for a moment.

“Don’t worry, she won’t harm you.”

“Because Su Su, you’ll be her only antidote.”

Ning Ye spoke with deep meaning, offering reassurance.

In the original storyline of Against the Nine Heavens, the woman inside the first coffin in the Sacrificial Path Tower is highly significant, cold-hearted and ruthless.

However, now, in the vast Nine Heavens, only Su Su has the power to awaken her and sustain her life. As such, that woman will not harm Su Su—she will cherish her, just as if she were protecting her own life.

“Is that so?”

Su Su gazed at Ning Ye with wide, curious eyes, still not understanding what he meant.

“Haha!”

“Let’s go,” Ning Ye smiled and nodded, offering no further explanation.

With that, he took a deep breath, forming seals with his hands and murmuring, “Sacrificial Path Tower!”

“Open!”

Zheng!!!

A radiant array of starry light emerged from beneath Ning Ye’s feet, countless rays of light soaring upwards. In the next instant, Ning Ye and Su Su vanished beneath the ancient banyan tree.

…

Sacrificial Path Tower, First Layer!

This place seemed like a small world, detached from the vast Nine Heavens.

The world here was not large—only an island floating above an endless starry sky, as if it had been abandoned.

At the center of this desolate island stood an ancient, mysterious tree towering hundreds of feet high. Its branches were sharp and sword-like, adorned with golden leaves that shimmered with a life-filled glow.

When the blazing, beautiful starlight fell through the leaves onto the bronze coffin beneath the ancient tree, it became even more mysterious.

If Ning Ye wasn’t mistaken, this must be the legendary Tree of Life.

“Dad!”

“There’s a bronze coffin beneath that tree!”

Su Su’s surprised voice broke through Ning Ye’s thoughts.

Huff!

Ning Ye took a deep breath, then gently held Su Su’s hand and walked slowly to the ancient tree. They arrived at the bronze coffin.

“Dad!”

“You said that bad woman—she’s not inside this coffin, is she?”

Su Su clutched Ning Ye’s hand tightly, her voice trembling.

“Yes,” Ning Ye nodded solemnly, then placed his hand on the bronze coffin, activating his cultivation technique and pushing with all his strength.

Boom!!!

The coffin lid cracked open.

Endless starry light poured through the tree leaves, illuminating the scene beneath.

Inside the coffin lay a woman, her peaceful face serene as if in a deep sleep.

She wore a dark, night-black palace gown, embroidered with mysterious runes that sparkled faintly. Her slender waist was delicate, her raven-black hair cascading down lazily. A dark moon hairpin adorned her head, adding to her regal and elegant aura.

Under the starry light, her face resembled a sculpture—beautiful and flawless, without the need for makeup. Even the greatest painters of the Nine Heavens couldn’t capture a fraction of her ethereal beauty. A tear mole beneath her eye added an air of tragic allure.

Without a doubt, this was a woman of unparalleled beauty and cold, unmatched grace.

At that moment, her eyes remained closed, her long, slender fingers resting atop her abdomen, her breathing even, as if she were asleep.

“Dad… she’s so beautiful.”

Su Su gazed at the woman with sincere admiration, her voice filled with wonder.

“Yes…”

“Wait until my Su Su grows up, and she’ll definitely be even more beautiful than her!”

Ning Ye smiled and then turned his gaze back to the woman, murmuring to himself, “Finally found her!”

“Demon Lord…”

“Cang Yue!”

Yes!

The woman lying in the bronze coffin was the legendary Demon Lord—Cang Yue, who vanished from the Nine Heavens during the Great War of Gods and Demons a millennium ago.

In Against the Nine Heavens, Cang Yue was the elder sister of the Demon Emperor, revered as the supreme ruler of the Demon Race. A thousand years ago, during the war of gods and demons, she alone annihilated over a hundred divine kingdoms, causing the death of countless souls.

She was once branded by the upper realms as the fiercest and most ruthless leader of the Demon Race—the undefeated Demon Lord, a nightmare etched into the hearts of countless powerhouses in the Nine Heavens.

However, in the later stages of the war, she faced the Divine Lord Yan Zhi and, despite her immense strength, was eventually defeated and disappeared from the Nine Heavens.

Legends claimed Cang Yue died, killed by Yan Zhi, but Ning Ye knew the truth: that wasn’t the full story.

The reality was that Cang Yue had been gravely injured and remained in a deep slumber within this bronze coffin all these years. How she ended up within the Sacrificial Path Tower remained a mystery.

“This woman is no ordinary figure,” Ning Ye muttered to himself.

“Dad! What do we do now?” Su Su asked curiously.

“Naturally, we awaken her,” Ning Ye responded with a smile.

Su Su, as the last remaining royal bloodline of the Ghost Spirit Clan, was the only one capable of awakening Cang Yue.

With this thought in mind, Ning Ye turned to her and asked, “Su Su, can you give me a drop of your true blood essence?”

“Yes!”

Su Su nodded without hesitation, then extended a finger, activating her bloodline power.

Zheng!!!

A drop of dark golden Ghost Spirit true blood appeared on her fingertip. In the next moment, Su Su’s face turned pale as she lost a drop of blood essence—normally, it would take at least a year of cultivation to restore such a loss. However, for Ning Ye, she was willing to sacrifice it.

Of course, Ning Ye wouldn’t allow Su Su to expend her blood essence without compensation. After leaving the Sacrificial Path Tower, he knew many ways to restore her blood essence, thanks to the countless heavenly elixirs available in the system store.

Meanwhile, the moment the true blood appeared, its dense, intoxicating fragrance spread across the entire desolate island. The scent of fresh blood evoked a primal, almost irresistible urge within Ning Ye—to devour and absorb the blood into his own body. Yet, he managed to suppress that greedy instinct in just a fleeting moment.

Ning Ye took a deep breath, calming himself. He thought to himself that the bloodline of the Ghost Spirit Clan truly holds the allure of the world’s most seductive fruit, pulling others into its depths, unable to escape.

Returning to his senses, he accepted the drop of dark golden true blood from Su Su and placed it gently into the woman’s mouth.

As the blood entered, the woman’s long lashes trembled, and her delicate brows furrowed. A faint flush of color, previously absent from her snow-white complexion, began to bloom, bringing a mesmerizing beauty.

“Indeed,”

“The true blood of the Ghost Spirit Clan can awaken Cang Yue.”

Ning Ye sighed in relief. However, just as he withdrew his finger, he noticed that the woman had firmly sucked on his finger, her body uncontrollably absorbing his moon essence.

“This… What is going on?”

Ning Ye’s expression changed as he stared at the woman in shock.

At that moment, the woman slowly opened her eyes, locking gazes with Ning Ye. For some reason, the atmosphere became strange.

“Uh… Can you let go of my finger first?”

Ning Ye frowned, speaking softly to Cang Yue.

Hearing his words, Cang Yue slowly opened her indifferent, cold, yet beautiful eyes, staring at Ning Ye with no hint of emotion. Clearly, she showed no intention of letting go. Her gaze remained as cold and bloodthirsty as that of a predatory blood demon as she greedily continued to draw in the lingering taste of Ning Ye’s true blood. After a long moment, she parted her crimson lips and released his finger.

Hoo!

Ning Ye pulled his finger back with a helpless look, brushing away the clear, sticky saliva. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed Cang Yue’s lips parting again. Her voice, both cold and commanding, rang out.

“Little one,”

“You seem to dislike me?”