The footsteps were getting closer. Yin Ji didn’t turn around. He took a deep look at Jiu Hui and quickly lowered his voice. “The two of you have outstanding aptitude and extraordinary potential. You are the future pillars of the cultivation world. The Demon Clan has many factions in private, and it is very complicated. You must not get involved in it.”
“Daoist Master, you’ve already betrayed the Jiutian Sect, so why do you care about us cultivators’ affairs?” Jiu Hui picked up an incense burner nearby and threw it at Yin Ji. Yin Ji dodged sideways, and the incense burner fell to the ground with a piercing sound.
When the Third Prince Luohe, the Demon King, and the Demon Queen stepped into the courtyard, they happened to see the scene of the incense burner being smashed out.
“Help me, quick!” Jiu Hui’s face was full of panic, and she looked like she was afraid of death. “He’s going to kill me to silence me!”
“Yin Ji?” The Third Prince looked at Yin Ji in surprise. He could actually do this for Sha Luojia?
Originally, he and Jiu Hui had planned to lure his father here and have Jiu Hui swindle Sha Luojia again, but they hadn’t expected this unexpected surprise.
“Yin Ji, the King is here. Why don’t you stop right now?” The Demon Queen glanced at the Demon King sitting on the sedan chair in front of her and said with heartache, “Sha Luojia and the King have a deep father-daughter relationship. If there is any misunderstanding, just explain it clearly. If you act so impulsively, won’t the misunderstanding between Sha Luojia and the King become deeper and deeper?”
“This matter was done by me alone. It has nothing to do with the princess.” Yin Ji suddenly flew up and seized Jiu Hui, holding a sword to her neck. He sneered at the old Demon King, “You’d rather believe this woman from the cultivation world than your own daughter. How can you talk about deep father-daughter affection?”
When the Demon Queen saw Yin Ji put his sword on Jiu Hui’s neck, her expression changed slightly. “Yin Ji! You’re being foolish. If you hurt her, you’ll only put the princess in a desperate situation.”
“The princess has always cherished you, but what about you?” Yin Ji ignored the Demon Queen and looked at the silent Demon King. “You are an incompetent, greedy, and cowardly piece of rotten flesh. You are old, so you envy every fresh and young life. You are a waste who even suspects your own daughter.”
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Immortal Yin Ji was so vicious with his words, he specifically picked the most sensitive areas of the Demon King to mock and insult, and he almost said, “Old man, why don’t you hurry up and die?”
This wasn’t being concerned about the princess; this was being afraid that she wouldn’t die fast enough!
“Archers.” The furious Demon King was terrifyingly calm. His snake-like eyes stared indifferently at Yin Ji, as if he were looking at a dead man. “Kill him.”
Suddenly, countless archers holding demonic bows appeared around the courtyard. They didn’t care about Jiu Hui, who was being held hostage by Yin Ji. A rain of demonic arrows fell like flower petals.
Yin Ji pushed Jiu Hui into the house with a palm strike and blocked the first wave of sword rain with his sword.
“Release!”
The rain of arrows seemed to never stop, but suddenly the entire Kunqian Palace’s formation opened up. The withered and aged Demon King lazily leaned against the armrest, watching Yin Ji struggle to resist under the suppression of the formation. A hint of a smile finally appeared on his face.
This kind of desperate struggle, only to die helplessly in the end, no matter when he watched it, it could make him feel happy.
An arrow pierced Yin Ji’s left abdomen. He stood guard in front of the gate where Jiu Hui and Zhi You were imprisoned, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the old Demon King.
He flew through the rain of arrows, his sword pointed at the old Demon King.
He used all his power in this sword strike, and he didn’t hesitate even when countless arrows pierced his body.
Ding.
A sword strike that was powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth was caught between the two fingers of the Demon King.
Yin Ji’s eyes widened in shock. The Demon King’s cultivation was unexpectedly powerful.
“These little tricks won’t kill me.” Amused by the shock and disbelief on Yin Ji’s face, the Demon King applied a little more force with his two fingers, and the natal sword that had accompanied Yin Ji for over two hundred years snapped in two.
For a sword cultivator, a broken natal sword meant the destruction of all hope for ascension.
“Countless people have tried to kill me over the years, and you are just one of them.” Seeing Yin Ji fall down with blood gushing out of his mouth, the old Demon King stepped down from his sedan chair and looked down at Yin Ji, whose eyes were filled with unwillingness. “If it weren’t for the unfairness of the heavens, which has made it impossible to ascend to the Three Realms, with my abilities, why would I be waiting here for my lifespan to run out?”
Blood gushed from Yin Ji’s mouth. The rain of arrows had stopped. He stretched out his trembling hand, trying to retrieve the broken blade of his sword.
“You’re so young, why did you have to provoke me, this king? Are you in such a hurry to die?” The Demon King stepped on the hand that Yin Ji had stretched out, and soon the sound of bones breaking came from beneath his feet.
The Third Prince Luohe trembled in fear at the sound and cowered behind the Demon Queen.
The Demon Queen gently patted Luohe’s arm, her face showing admiration and worship, as if she were looking at the most heroic and remarkable person in the world.
The Demon King turned around and saw the Demon Queen’s expression. When she saw the Demon King looking at her, the Demon Queen quickly turned her head, seemingly not wanting the Demon King to discover that she was still as childish as a young girl.
The Demon King was amused by the Demon Queen’s appearance. He moved his foot away and looked at Yin Ji, who had already lost consciousness. He raised his hand and said to the demon guards, “Take him to the Ten Thousand Corpse Furnace. The spiritual bones of those with cultivation are more useful than the bones of mortals.”
The demon guards stepped forward and roughly pulled out the demon arrows from Yin Ji’s body, preparing to drag him away.
“Your Majesty the Demon King, you killed the princess’s lover. Aren’t you afraid that Sha Luojia will be heartbroken?” Jiu Hui hid behind the door. “His sword body is already useless. Why don’t you keep him to serve the princess and make her happy?”
“If Sha Luojia were sensible, how could she let her father suffer because of a man?” The Demon King looked at the girl hiding in the house, not daring to come out. “He wants to kill you, yet you want to spare his life?”
“It can’t be helped. Although I had a falling out with the princess, I did receive her favor some time ago, so I must say a few words for her lover.” Jiu Hui slowly moved out of the house. She tiptoed to avoid the corpses of the demon guards and glanced at Yin Ji from a distance. “I can’t take the favor and do nothing.”
Luohe anxiously gestured at Jiu Hui as she saw her getting closer and closer to the Demon King.
His father was still furious. If you approach him now, you’re just asking to die!
“Oh?” The old Demon King looked at the young and vibrant girl. “Sha Luojia asked you to take this opportunity to kill me. Why didn’t you do it?”
“I can help the princess with her tasks, but I can’t bleed for you. My family raised me with great difficulty.” Jiu Hui shook her head. “Moreover, your cultivation is so profound that I wouldn’t be able to kill you even if I tried.”
“When I was young, I most admired clever and witty little girls like you.” The Demon King sat back on his sedan chair. “Their souls are pure and clean, and the elixirs refined from them taste exceptionally good.”
The Demon Queen lowered her head, concealing the hatred and killing intent in her eyes.
“I’m old now, and I prefer to drink the freshest blood from your body.” The Demon King grabbed in the air, and Jiu Hui was pulled onto the sedan chair. He reached out to grab Jiu Hui’s chin, but Jiu Hui turned and dodged it.
“If a beauty were to pinch my chin, I could still endure it, but an old fogey like you, that’s absolutely unacceptable.” Jiu Hui covered her nose. “Can’t you smell the stench of decay and death on your body?”
Luohe：“……”
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Jiu Hui, you’ve gone mad! Are you trying to force father to kill you?!
“It seems you don’t care about your own life.” The Demon King’s eyes gradually turned cold.
Zhi You grabbed a pure white ice sword from the void and swung it gently. The demon guards holding bows around the courtyard didn’t even have a chance to blink before they all turned into flying ash.
The strength of the cultivation world had already become so terrifying. Even the disciples of small sects were so terrifying?
“You’re more capable than that Yin Ji.” The Demon King looked at Zhi You with caution, unable to see through his cultivation level.
A young man with a bone age of only twenty or so years should not have this cultivation level.
“What are you looking at?” Jiu Hui asked with a smile as she retrieved a black feather fan from her storage ring. “I heard that before the Demon King seized the throne, a divine crow had scratched his scalp and back.”
Luohe looked at his mother in surprise, but the Demon Queen shook her head silently, indicating that she did not know about this either.
The Demon Queen had a vague guess that the Divine Crow might have some connection with Jiu Hui.
She got off the sedan chair and pulled Luohe to hide in a corner.
“Mother, if we hide like this, will Father punish us tomorrow?” Luohe and the Demon Queen crouched behind the flowers, trees, and grass together, looking at Jiu Hui, Zhi You, and the Demon King in the yard, their faces filled with fear.
“Sometimes, being a demon requires you to think positively.” The Demon Queen took out two defensive magic weapons and placed them in front of her. “Who knows, you might not have a father tomorrow.”
Luohe：“……”
Could it be that not having a father was actually a good thing?
Before the mother and son could say a few more words, three more people flew into the courtyard. Luohe recognized them at a glance as the ordinary mortals that Sha Luojia had used to threaten Jiu Hui.
Which normal mortal could be so arrogant as to fly around the Demon Palace?
At that moment, he suddenly believed Jiu Hui’s words. Maybe she really was a killer hired by Sha Luojia.
The Demon King also realized that something was wrong. The three “mortals” that Sha Luojia mentioned were probably not ordinary people.
“Your Majesty the Demon King, Princess Sha Luojia gave us too much money, so we have no choice but to attack you.” Bai Yan was fair-skinned, but his natal magic weapon was a Fire Essence nine-ring saber.
Kong Cangnan, holding a jade feather fan, and Yu Li, holding a water-cold sword, each stood in their positions, blocking all the demon’s escape routes.
“Just you few wet-behind-the-ears kids think you can kill this king?” The Demon King seemed to find it hilarious. “Since you don’t want to live, this king will grant your wish.”
“I’m your grandpa, who’s still wet behind the ears?!” Kong Cangnan was impatient to talk nonsense with the Demon King. He waved his jade fan and used the means of the peacock clan. In an instant, a huge fire phoenix appeared in the air and attacked the Demon King directly.
When Yu Li saw Kong Cangnan summon the phoenix phantom, she didn’t want to lose face in front of the young master. She raised the water-cold sword and danced it in the air. A cyan flying dragon gradually emerged under her sword.
“If you want to fight, then fight. Don’t do all this flashy stuff.” Jiu Hui looked up at the dragon and phoenix in the sky above the courtyard, her feelings somewhat complicated.
The peacock summoned a phoenix, and the koi summoned a dragon. Do you two have to be so… competitive?
When the two heard Jiu Hui’s disdainful words, Bai Yan’s lips curled into a smile. He nodded gracefully at the Demon King. “Your Majesty, forgive me.”
As the young master of the Tea Clan, even when fighting, he was the most elegant gentleman.
Jiu Hui: “…”
It seemed that the future of their yao clan still had a long way to go.
“You’re not human.” The Demon King finally noticed something was wrong. He looked at the three of them with caution. “Why are you yaos interfering in the affairs of the Demon Clan?”
“Perhaps…” Bai Yan swung his saber at the demon king. When the Demon King dodged it, Bai Yan didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled gently. “Perhaps Princess Sha Luojia gave too much money.”
After they sent the mortals imprisoned in the Demon Clan out, they went to the Princess’s mansion and took a little bit of hard-earned money to help Sha Luojia kill someone, so it wouldn’t be considered taking it for nothing.
The three young masters were all outstanding figures among the younger generation of the yaos. Although they couldn’t kill the Demon King by joining forces, they could still drain his energy, making it increasingly difficult for him to cope.
“Oops!” Yu Li looked at the Demon King whose hair had been cut off by her water-cold sword like dry grass. She smiled shyly. “Sorry, I’ve always been lucky. People who fight me tend to have little accidents. Please bear with me.”
For the Demon King, having his hair cut off was no less than a great humiliation.
“With your cultivation, you actually obey a human. Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at by other yaos of the yao clan?” The Demon King panted slightly. He looked at Jiu Hui and Zhi You, who hadn’t made a move yet. “I can give you countless treasures. As long as you leave the Demon Clan tonight, I can pretend that tonight’s events never happened.”
Jiu Hui shook her head with a smile. “We are people of our word. We have already accepted the Princess’s money, so we cannot accept yours. If we ruin our reputation, who will dare to pay us to do things for them in the future?”
The Demon King remained silent.
If they dare to accept money to kill the Demon King today, would they dare to accept money to kill the cultivation world’s Qiu Hua and Bu Ting tomorrow?
“It’s easy to invite a yao, but hard to send one away. We rarely come to the Demon Clan, how can you drive us away? Aren’t we your honored guests?” Jiu Hui’s face was full of sadness. “If the Demon King is so impolite to us, don’t blame us for taking action.”
Who exactly was being impolite?
You want my life, yet you still complain that I haven’t treated you as honored guests?
“Sister, don’t be sad. I’ll shave his head to vent your anger.” Yu Li brandished her sword with the momentum of wielding a mace, and the dragon shadow behind her roared in cooperation.
“Forget it, I’ll do it myself.” Jiu Hui played with her crow feather fan. “When we get back and get beaten, I can keep you company.”
Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately flew away from the Demon King’s side without a moment’s hesitation.
“Let three yaos exhaust my magic power, then come to fight me?” The Demon King made his move: “As a cultivator, the young lady doesn’t have the fairness and justice of the cultivation world.”
“Justice and morality are for normal people. How dare you, an old monster who eats human hearts, swallows human souls, and drinks human blood, even think about it?” The black feather fan in Jiu Hui’s hand was extremely powerful, reminding the Demon King of the fear of fleeing in embarrassment under the claws of the black crow back then.
“That backflip was pretty good. Look at you, an old geezer on the verge of death, yet you can still do a backflip. Do it again.” Jiu Hui dodged the demon’s demonic energy by turning sideways, opened her fan and held it in front of her eyes, pinched a spell with her left hand, and a giant green leaf flew out from under her sleeve, interrupting the Demon King’s deadly blow.
The Demon King narrowly dodged it. He looked at the green leaf that had disappeared in an instant and looked at Jiu Hui with suspicion.
Who exactly was this person, human or yao?
If she were a yao, he would have been able to detect the yao qi on her body.
If she were human, what was that thing that just flew out of her arm?
Seeing Jiu Hui fighting back and forth with his father, the strongest of the Demon clan, Luohe had already knelt behind the flowers and plants.
He kowtowed to Immortal Jiu Hui, thanking her for sparing his life!
As the wounds on the Demon King’s body increased, the Demon Queen’s face revealed a joyful smile. It was truly wonderful. She had finally waited for this day.
How could the high and mighty Demon King still remember the five-year-old child who had died at his hands?
She and her younger sister were born into a lowly status, and were seen as low-level demons by others, but were they supposed to die just because of that?
“Luohe, remember this day well.” Her eyes sparkled brilliantly. “Don’t make the same mistakes he did.”
“Demon Queen, why don’t you come and help this King!” The Demon King was gradually struggling, and he looked towards the direction where the Demon Queen was hiding.
“Your Majesty, I was born of humble origins and my cultivation is limited. With you protecting me and Luohe, we will definitely be fine.” The Demon Queen hid behind a magic weapon and did not move. “Your Majesty, I am admiring your majestic figure.”
“A mighty Demon King fighting an eighteen-year-old girl and needing the Demon Queen to help?” Jiu Hui covered her mouth and chuckled. “No way, no way. The current Demon King is so weak. He’s far inferior to the previous Demon King.”
The demon clan never lacked traitors, and this one had assassinated the previous Demon King to take his place.
To say that he was not as good as the previous Demon King was undoubtedly calling him a piece of trash to his face.
How could the Demon King, who had controlled the Demon Clan for many years, tolerate such humiliation?
The most terrifying people are those who have lost their minds, but sometimes they are also the easiest to find a weakness.
In the courtyard, demonic light and spiritual energy intertwined, and the entire Kunqian Palace was almost reduced to ruins.
As the moon rose to its zenith, the Demon King’s strength waned, while Jiu Hui’s grew. The moonlight seemed to favor her, pouring down upon her in abundance.
“Raven Feather!” As the moon reached its zenith, Jiu Hui’s black feather fan flew towards the Demon King, who seemed to see the terrifying crow from back then.
“Caw!”
A crow’s caw pierced through the night sky. The Demon King felt a chill in his chest and looked down to see a rusty butcher knife piercing through his entire chest.
“Sorry, I’m used to stabbing demons with this knife.” Jiu Hui saw the Demon King looking at her in disbelief and smiled shyly. “I can’t change this habit, so I can only ask for your understanding.”
The Demon King felt his life slipping away. He fell backward, desperately clutching his chest. “Please, spare me. I don’t want to die.”
He was addicted to power, toying with the lives of others, but what he feared most was death.
Jiu Hui crouched in front of him, looking at the fear and unwillingness on his face, and asked softly, “Those who died at your hands, those who begged for mercy from you, did you spare them?”
Jiu Hui slowly stretched out her hand and whispered, “To die at the hands of the young master of the yao is not a disgrace to your status.”
The Demon King’s eyes widened in terror as he watched the hand draw closer and closer to his forehead.
The Young Master of the Yao Clan?
She was actually the rumored ruthless young master of the yao clan?
Before he fell into darkness, the Demon King begged unwillingly, “Please… I don’t want to…”
Jiu Hui extracted the demon soul from the Demon King and gently squeezed it. The demon soul dissipated under the moonlight.
“Poof!” Jiu Hui clutched her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhi You rushed forward in one stride and took out the moon essence he had prepared in advance, pouring it into her mouth.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine.” Seeing Zhi You’s pale face, Jiu Hui quickly comforted him, “It’s just that I used too much spiritual power. I’ll be fine after two days of rest.”
Zhi You lowered his head and whispered, “I should have fought alongside you.”
“That won’t do,” Jiu Hui whispered in his ear. “Didn’t we agree that if I couldn’t beat him, you would step in?”
The young master of the yao clan also had to maintain her dignity in front of the other yaos.
“Mother.” Luohe, hiding in the grass, asked in a daze, “Is my father gone?”
Author’s Note
Filial Son Luohe: Ah ha, my father is gone?
Little Garlic Chive: In front of the yaos, I occasionally have the burden of being a young master. I’m serious about messing up the Demon Realm. Just tell me, is it messed up now?
Yin Ji: I still have a breath left, I think I can still be saved~