[Fantasy] The New Legend of Sword and Fairy (Complete) - Episodes 22-23 (End)

Chapter 24 Pyrrhic Victory

"Heh-heh-, it seems I really underestimated you, little girl." The voice no longer carried any allure, but rather a hint of anger, and the Demoness's bewitching face darkened.

In the short span of half an incense stick's time, Ling'er's continuous high-level spells had caught the somewhat careless Demoness off guard. Under the barrage of spells, how could a powerful Demoness be rendered unable to retaliate?

Especially the combination of "Whirlwind Spell" and "Samadhi True Fire" had left several wounds on the Demoness's naked body, and her meticulously styled hair was singed and curled in places by the scorching flames, making her look somewhat disheveled.

Three enormous boulders, too large to encircle with both hands, floated slowly around Ling'er. The advanced earth spell "Flying Rock Spell"

was ready to defend against any sudden attacks from the Demoness, but compared to the Demoness's disheveled appearance, Ling'er's condition was no better.

Casting advanced spells repeatedly, even with the help of the jade prayer beads, was proving difficult. Ling'er's lovely face showed exhaustion, and sweat soaked her entire body.

The side effects of the spells had already appeared; Ling'er felt stiffness and pain in all ten fingers. Because the hand gestures for each spell were different, the pain made casting spells much slower, even when she forced herself to endure the pain.

"For a human, your spells are truly astonishing. Few of the Taoists who chased me back then possessed this level of skill..." Looking at Ling'er, the Demoness smiled coldly, a smile that betrayed her murderous intent.

"Playing around like this won't be fun anymore, little girl. Let your beauty become a part of me!" With a wave of her hand, a powerful surge of resentment suddenly appeared above the Demoness. The sheer size of the resentment startled Ling'er. The Demoness gave a soft shout, and the massive resentment transformed into a terrifying ghost face, rushing towards Ling'er!

Ling'er immediately threw the "Flying Rock Spell" at the Demoness, then cast the "Diamond Spell" on herself. She knew that resentment was not physical and could not be blocked by physical attacks, and using advanced magic was too late for her in her current state; she could only try to block it head-on.

However, what the Demoness summoned was the resentment generated by the thousands of people who had died in her blood pool. How could Ling'er withstand such intensity? When the resentment struck the protection of the Diamond Spell, the spell shattered instantly. Although it absorbed much of the damage, the remaining energy still struck Ling'er directly.

"Ahhh—!!" The attack of the resentment was not physical damage, but mental damage. The powerful hatred and sorrow assaulted Ling'er's consciousness, causing her to let out a painful cry.

"Hehehe..." Hearing Ling'er's cries, the Demoness's anger subsided considerably. She chuckled, because only she knew the power of this attack. No one had ever been able to withstand such a mental attack; anyone struck by it would inevitably suffer a mental breakdown and become an idiot!

Just then, the demoness's expression shifted, a bewitching smile instantly appearing on her face. A sudden gust of wind arose behind her—it was Xiaoyao launching a surprise attack!

"Hehe, little brother, can't resist the urge to enjoy yourself?" Turning abruptly, the demoness easily caught Xiaoyao's sneak attack, her eyes gleaming with seductive allure as she stared intently at him.

Faced with the demoness's gaze, Xiaoyao visibly trembled. The demoness smiled slightly, then pulled

Xiaoyao 's hand to her chest…

"Ah~!" The instant her breasts touched, Xiaoyao's hand unexpectedly squeezed, causing the demoness to let out a comfortable moan. But because of this, the demoness's guard lowered. She didn't notice that Xiaoyao's gaze didn't reveal lust, but rather… the fire of anger.

The next second, the demoness's moan turned into a shout of fury. A thin red thread suddenly appeared, binding her body before she could react!

"The Immortal-Binding Rope!?" The Demoness was both shocked and furious; she hadn't expected Xiaoyao to possess such a thing.

As the rope lashed out, Xiaoyao had already taken the opportunity to stagger back several steps. A look of pain flashed across his face as he quickly retrieved something he had prepared beforehand and plunged it into his arm!

A silver needle, a specially treated fine needle coated with a medicine that could instantly produce a sharp, piercing pain, clearing his mind. Xiaoyao let out a muffled groan; the pain temporarily overwhelmed his desire.

"You bastard! How dare you hurt Ling'er!" Ling'er's cries of pain were more shocking to Xiaoyao than anything else. His mind was already ablaze with rage, and he threw all the talismans and items he carried at her!

Fortunately, Xiaoyao didn't know what he had struck Ling'er or the extent of the damage; otherwise, he wouldn't be furious, but rather frozen in shock.

"Little Stone!" Ling'er's voice rang out at the opportune moment. She poured a large amount of spiritual energy into the jade prayer beads, causing them to emit a blinding light that shot straight into the sky.

Even a master like the Demoness couldn't break free from the Binding Immortal Rope in a short time. Her terrified expression showed she lacked confidence in blocking the attack, but unfortunately, she couldn't dodge it either. Instantly, a large number of talismans flew to her side.

Wind Spirit Talismans, Water Spirit Talismans, Fire Spirit Talismans, Celestial Master Talismans, and so on… Although Xiaoyao had given all the talismans Yuting had given him

to Yue Ru, Yuting seemed to have brought out all the talismans in her house, so many that Xiaoyao himself could keep some. A whirlwind, flames, lightning, and various other spells combined, their power leaving even the instigator, Xiaoyao, speechless.

Just then, the jade prayer beads' attack also occurred. A huge golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared in the sky, radiating intense Buddhist light, heavily pressing down on the Demoness's position.

"Ling'er!" Xiaoyao had no time to worry about the Demoness; his primary concern was Ling'er's safety.

"Are you alright?" Seeing Ling'er covered in dust, even her fair cheeks were covered in dirt, but thankfully she didn't seem to have any injuries, Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ling'er is alright..." Ling'er forced a smile, suppressing her exhaustion.

In reality, Ling'er's condition wasn't as good as it appeared. Not only was her spiritual energy excessively depleted, but the deadly mental attack from earlier was the key.

The Demoness had clearly misjudged one thing: Ling'er possessed the Jade Buddha Beads. With the help of the nemesis Jade Buddha Beads, Ling'er had managed to escape unscathed, but the continuous supply of spiritual energy from the Jade Buddha Beads, coupled with that attack, had already exhausted her spiritual energy.

If Xiaoyao had taken that hit, he probably would have become an idiot.

"Ling'er!?" Ling'er was severely exhausted; she stumbled as soon as she moved a step. Xiaoyao was shocked and quickly reached out to support her.

"You said you were fine, why are you working so hard..." The moment he touched Ling'er's delicate body, Xiaoyao's barely suppressed desire resurfaced. He shook his head violently, forcibly suppressing it, and asked with concern. He quickly reached into the pouch at his waist and rummaged around, finally finding a "Rejuvenating Pill" given to him by Village Chief Han, which he handed to Ling'er.

Ling'er obediently let Xiaoyao feed her the medicine, and then he used his sleeve to wipe her face. Feeling Xiaoyao's care, Ling'er's tired body felt incredibly comfortable.

"Brother Xiaoyao, are you alright?" Thinking of how Xiaoyao had been enduring things just now, Ling'er asked worriedly. To be honest, she would rather face disgusting zombies than see Xiaoyao turn into a beast. She liked Xiaoyao's gentleness towards her.

Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't say that the situation hadn't resolved. He just nodded, pretending to be nonchalant, but in reality, he had already secretly hidden silver needles in his hand, ready at any moment.

"Red Demon King..." Looking at the sizable crater that had been blasted into the ground, filled with blood, Ling'er spoke with some fear. After all, during the continuous magical attacks, Ling'er had deeply felt the Red Demon King's astonishing strength; if she had been allowed to make a move, she would probably be finished long ago.

"I'm not worried. Even if I don't die, I'll only be half-dead." Although Xiaoyao answered this way, his expression clearly showed he wasn't entirely at ease.

Growing increasingly uneasy, Xiaoyao shouted, and the sword that had fallen to the side flew into the air. With a flick of his true energy, the sword instantly multiplied into seven or eight swords. Using the Myriad Swords

Technique, several swords swiftly pierced the blood! "!?!" The moment they pierced the blood, Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed drastically. While "controlling the sword with his mind," Xiaoyao clearly felt that his sword's physical form was being gripped by something. The force was so great that no matter how much Xiaoyao channeled his energy, he couldn't break free.

Ling'er also saw Xiaoyao's change of expression. She instinctively sensed something was wrong and was about to speak when a laugh rang out.

"Good, very good, extremely good…!" It was clearly a laugh born of extreme anger—it was… the Demoness's laughter.

A familiar figure slowly emerged from the blood. Xiaoyao and Ling'er's expressions changed, because the Demoness's naked body was completely unscathed! Actually

, there were no visible wounds, but the Demoness's long hair was now disheveled, reaching up to her hips and appearing somewhat messy, with several strands obscuring her beautiful face.

The alluring aura had vanished. Although the Demoness's appearance remained unchanged, both Xiaoyao and Ling'er sensed a shift in the atmosphere. If the previous atmosphere was one of springtime romance, now it was icy, a chilling coldness!

The Demoness's stunning face was no longer bewitching; her eyes revealed a coldness, an aura of contempt and superiority, reminding Xiaoyao somewhat of his first encounter with Yue Ru, who also possessed a similar gaze. However, compared to the Demoness, it was utterly insignificant.

"Humans… you become arrogant when I don't unleash my power!" The Demoness was truly enraged this time, an extremely powerful demonic aura emanating from her. Xiaoyao and Ling'er both trembled, forced back several steps.

Xiaoyao and his companions were unaware that the Demoness's strength was far beyond their comprehension. Even if Yue Ru and the other three combined their power, they would still be no match for this great demon who had absorbed the life essence of countless living beings. Fortunately, however, the Demoness wouldn't actually unleash her full power against them.

This was because the Demoness's cultivation was closely tied to her youthful beauty; if she used too much power, her beauty would fade. Therefore, how could the Demoness, who cared so much about her appearance, possibly use too much power against Xiaoyao and the others? Moreover

, the Demoness had indeed underestimated Xiaoyao and his group at first, but she hadn't expected to be beaten so badly. First, she was somewhat disheveled by Ling'er's magical attack, then she was caught in Xiaoyao's sneak attack. Those powerful talismans were the bane of her demonic nature, and with the Jade Buddha Beads' attack that consumed her Buddhist power, if she had been hit, she would have been left with only half a life, if not dead.

Fortunately, she had a powerful treasure that saved her life at this critical moment. But the price was that she also consumed nearly 30% of her power.

Naturally, the Demoness was now truly enraged; she was determined to sacrifice some of her beauty to kill Xiaoyao and the others!

Suddenly, the ground bulged up without warning, forming a fist that slammed heavily into Ling'er's abdomen. Ling'er let out a muffled groan, her body bending over and kneeling on the ground. Her expression was first one of shock, then pain, and then… terror!

She hadn't expected to be ambushed so suddenly, and to be hit "there"!? Terror had already overwhelmed the pain. Without thinking, Ling'er gathered all the remaining spiritual power and true energy in her body into her abdomen. She

used all her strength to repair the impact on her abdomen. Ling'er felt the "her" inside her body being shaken. Instantly, Ling'er was both alarmed and panicked, desperately using her spiritual energy to soothe "her," protecting "her" from destruction.

"You!" The attack was too sudden; Xiaoyao didn't react at first. He saw Ling'er kneeling there, assuming it was due to the intense pain. He had no idea that their child had almost been killed by the Demoness.

Xiaoyao immediately channeled his true energy to control the sword the Demoness had tossed aside. But just as the sword rose, Xiaoyao groaned as he was struck by a fist that emerged from the ground.

He staggered, but managed to stay upright. The sharp pain in his stomach from the impact almost made him vomit, but fueled by anger and his defiant nature, he endured it. He forcefully channeled his true energy and used his sword control technique.

Facing the onslaught of sword energy, the Demoness maintained her cold expression, only letting out a disdainful snort, not even bothering to block. When the sword energy was within a step of her, she suddenly blew a breath, and the sword energy trembled and shattered!

As the sword energy shattered, Xiaoyao was also attacked by a completely unprepared earth fist. In just a few seconds, Xiaoyao had already taken countless heavy punches. Don't be fooled by the fact that they were fists formed from mud; their hardness was actually harder than stone, and their power was so great that even his protective true qi couldn't withstand them.

However, while Xiaoyao was taking the punches, he indirectly bought time for Ling'er. With a "whoosh," a mouthful of blood gushed from Ling'er's mouth. Despite the excruciating pain, Ling'er actually showed a relieved smile.

At least... she survived.

"Ah—!" Suddenly, Ling'er's cry of pain stimulated Xiaoyao's nerves. He saw that Ling'er had taken another punch, and she rolled several times on the ground.

The cry of pain sounded very painful, but Xiaoyao didn't know that because Ling'er was frightened earlier, she had concentrated all her strength in her lower abdomen, so her defenses outside her abdomen were at their lowest, making the attack on her extremely painful.

"Ling'er!" In that instant, Xiaoyao completely ignored his own pain. He wanted to rush to Ling'er's side, but as soon as he moved, he heard the Demoness groan, and then his cheek was struck hard. Xiaoyao immediately lost his balance and fell heavily to the side.

Cries of pain reached Xiaoyao's ears, which hurt him even more than being beaten himself. He angrily tried to get up, but a sharp pain shot through his back, followed by a powerful weight pressing down on him. A clay hand, larger than Xiaoyao, slammed him to the ground like a fly, rendering him immobile.

Fists rained down on Ling'er, but no matter how she attacked, Ling'er remained curled up, only letting out painful moans. As the moans subsided, the Demoness stopped attacking.

"...Has she fainted?" After a frenzy of beatings, the Demoness's anger finally subsided. Her expression was no longer so furious. Her bare, slender foot slowly stepped forward, towards Ling'er.

"Killing her wouldn't be good, I'd better absorb your beauty sooner rather than later." As she walked, the Demoness murmured, staring at Ling'er lying on the ground.

"Red... Ghost King!" Xiaoyao's voice rang out at that moment. The Demoness turned her head and met Xiaoyao's hateful gaze.

Suddenly, the large hand that had been suppressing Xiaoyao disappeared, but many more hands appeared, grabbing Xiaoyao's limbs and forcibly pulling him up from the ground. Xiaoyao struggled weakly, but aside from the countless bruises and pain that left him powerless, he also couldn't break free from the hands holding him down.

Seeing Xiaoyao's rude gaze, the Demoness wasn't angry; instead, she gave a strange smile. She turned and walked to Xiaoyao, looking at his handsome face; however, it wasn't so handsome now, as his right cheek was completely swollen, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, making him look quite pitiful.

"How interesting," the Demoness suddenly uttered as she looked at him.

"Your eyes are filled with anger, but there is no 'despair' that I want to see. Why is that? At this point, do you still think any miracle will happen?" As she spoke, a powerful demonic aura suddenly erupted from the Demoness. Xiaoyao, who was so close to the Demoness, immediately trembled violently. The immense pressure actually made the fearless Xiaoyao feel fear!

"You ignorant brat, do you really think you can slay demons and eliminate me, the demoness revered as the 'Red Demon King' by all demons, with your meager skills?" Two crimson eyes flashed across her beautiful face. Stared at by those blood-stained pupils, Xiaoyao felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, an unimaginable pressure crashing down upon him.

At this moment, Xiaoyao finally truly understood how powerful this beautiful demoness was. He was indeed, as she said, completely ignorant of his own limitations, daring to challenge her!

"Or are you still hoping those two little girls up there will come to save you?" Her crimson pupils suddenly turned black again. As she spoke, the demoness snapped her fingers to the side.

The sound of rushing water erupted the instant the snap ended. Xiaoyao's body shuddered; he saw many disgusting creatures emerging from the pools of blood all around him!

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them disgusting. Although they could barely be identified as humanoid, they were bloodied and gore-covered, as if their skin had been ripped off. These "people" looked something like that; Xiaoyao

could even see their white brains...

"Aren't they cute? These are my personal guards, nothing compared to those zombies up there,"

the Demoness said, a sinister smile on her face.

Xiaoyao immediately felt a sense of foreboding, but before he could speak, the Demoness snapped her fingers again. The "people"

made disgusting noises, their bright red tongues spitting out like snakes, far too long for a human. Like lizards, they leaped onto all fours, plunging into the hole Xiaoyao and the others had come from!

"Stop—!" Xiaoyao cried out in terror.

As if she had anticipated this reaction, the Demoness chuckled, looking at Xiaoyao's panicked expression with satisfaction.

"Stop? Sure, if you obediently submit to me, I'll spare their lives, how about it?" The demoness whispered, moving closer to Xiaoyao.

Because Xiaoyao was kneeling, the demoness's closeness brought her ample breasts directly to his face, the pink nipples brushing against his nose, releasing an alluring fragrance that stimulated his sense of smell.

Xiaoyao frowned, turning his face away, his expression hesitant. The images of Yue Ru and Xue Han kept flashing through his mind. He didn't have time to pay attention to the Demoness's temptations. Needless to say, Xiao Yao would never agree to the Demoness's demands, but if he didn't, what would happen to Yue Ru and the others...?

Now he was truly at a loss. A feeling of "despair" really welled up in Xiao Yao's heart. He really regretted bringing Ling'er and the others along. At least then, all four of them wouldn't have been defeated here. The Demoness, of course, saw Xiao Yao's reaction. She couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. As a princess, no one had ever dared to defy her like this before. Today was the first time she had the interest to negotiate with Xiao Yao like this. If it were before, she would have killed those three girls first and then forcibly turned Xiao Yao into a slave.

However, if that were the case, Xiaoyao would completely lose his own consciousness and become an obedient puppet, which would be pointless. The Demoness preferred that Xiaoyao be like Liao Luling above, forced to agree under duress. Slaves formed that way would have their own consciousness and be more interesting…

“You really don’t know what’s good for you. If you don’t decide quickly, those two dolls above won’t last long.” A strange smile suddenly appeared on her face, which had been tinged with anger. As if she had thought of something, the Demoness abruptly left Xiaoyao’s side and walked towards Ling’er.

“W-what are you doing!?” More than the unseen worries above, Xiaoyao was terrified of the crisis before him. Seeing the Demoness approaching Ling’er, he immediately shouted in panic.

The Demoness waved her hand, and several arms grabbed Ling’er’s hands and feet, forcibly pulling her up from the ground.

“Ling’er…!” Seeing that Ling’er’s head seemed to be injured, with streaks of blood flowing from her hair and her cheeks slightly swollen, Xiaoyao wished he could take her pain upon himself.

Completely powerless, Ling'er was practically dragged up by those arms that gripped her hands. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be unconscious.

"Oh dear, how could I beat such a lovely girl like this?" The Demoness's words nearly made Xiaoyao faint with anger.

The Demoness slowly approached Ling'er. Xiaoyao was terrified, fearing what the Demoness might do to Ling'er, but he couldn't break free from the restraints and could only watch in panic, his heart pounding with anxiety. The Demoness moved closer to Ling'er, glanced at her a few times, and then, to Xiaoyao's astonishment, she leaned in and licked the blood from Ling'er's face.

"Tsk tsk, so delicious..." The Demoness licked her lips, her expression seemingly unsatisfied!

Xiaoyao was shocked. He was truly afraid the Demoness would like Ling'er's blood; that would be terrible! Just as he was about to speak, a beam of light suddenly emanated from Ling'er's wrist, shining directly at the Demoness.

"Stay away from your sister, you evil demon!" Little Stone cried out, but her voice betrayed her exhaustion and weakness; clearly, her previous attack had drained her power.

"Hehe, you finally reacted." The demoness chuckled lightly, effortlessly dispelling the weak Buddhist light. With a wave of her hand, Little Stone fell from Ling'er's grasp in a flash, transforming into human form before the demoness.

"W-what do you want to do?" Little Stone's pretty face now showed exhaustion and fear. Facing a demon whose power was far superior to hers at close range, it was no wonder she was afraid.

"Remember what I said before?" The demoness's malevolent eyes scanned Little Stone's body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably, unable to suppress the unknown fear.

"Ah...!?" Suddenly, Little Stone cried out in surprise. Having left Ling'er's side and lost the protection of the Spirit Heart Pearl, coupled with the Demoness's seductive arts, that unfamiliar feeling began to burn uncontrollably.

"No... I don't want to...! Sister, help me... Ah...!" For Little Stone, who had cultivated in the Jade Buddha Temple for over nine hundred years, this was the first time she had experienced such a feeling. It terrified her, yet also held a strange anticipation, leaving her both frightened and somewhat confused.

"A little brat is just a little brat, what's there to be afraid of? Just go with the flow, it feels very comfortable..." The Demoness's voice became incredibly gentle, sounding surprisingly pleasant to Little Stone's ears, slowing her struggles.

As Little Stone lost her resistance, the heat rapidly spread throughout her body. Little Stone's eyes gradually became hazy, her fair face flushed, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

"It's so hot..." The heat in her body made Xiao Shitou shift restlessly. Having never experienced anything like this before, she was just moving around unconsciously. When her hands touched her body, she felt the heat begin to dissipate.

"Does it feel hot, especially your breasts? Touch them..." The demoness's voice was like an indicator. Following her words, Xiao Shitou indeed felt the heat concentrated in her breasts. She reached out and touched them blankly.

"Ah...!" The moment her palm touched them, an indescribable sensation instantly spread throughout her body. Xiao Shitou couldn't help but groan. She touched them again and again, and the heat in her body did indeed dissipate a little.

"Don't just touch them, try rubbing them, feel that pleasure." The demoness's voice reminded her at the right time.

Following the demoness's words, Xiao Shitou's hands began to knead her breasts. With that rubbing, she truly felt that unfamiliar pleasure, which instantly became addictive. One hand wasn't enough; she used both hands together, rubbing her breasts.

Touching through her clothes wasn't enough. Before she knew it, Xiao Shitou had torn open her bodice, revealing a light blue undergarment. Being a young girl, the undergarment only showed faint undulations. She slipped her hands inside, kneading her immature breasts.

Inadvertently, her fingers touched her engorged nipple, a tingling sensation causing her to moan softly. Instinctively, she pinched the nipple between her fingers, the tingling sensation spreading throughout her body, causing her to tremble slightly.

As her movements intensified, the blue undergarment stretched open, revealing the girl's delicate, slightly heaving breasts. She rubbed them incessantly, sometimes pinching the two erect, pink nipples, completely lost in the moment.

"So...strange...ah..." However, the more she rubbed, the more pleasure she felt, but the heat didn't lessen; instead, it grew hotter, gradually moving downwards, seemingly reaching her lower abdomen. Her legs tightened, and she unconsciously rubbed them together.

"Does your abdomen feel warm? Touch it, it feels even better than touching your breasts..." The Demoness said, inwardly chuckling. The mighty Crimson Demon King was actually teaching a clueless brat how to masturbate.

Little Stone listened to the Demoness more than anything else now. She obediently reached down slowly, unaware that a ring of moisture already formed between her legs in her white trousers.

"Ah—!" The moment her fingers touched her private parts, Little Stone's body trembled noticeably. The stimulation was incomparable to touching her breasts. Her hand jerked back as if electrocuted, yet, as if irresistibly tempted, she reached down again.

This time, her fingers didn't leave. Little Stone's hand touched and pressed slightly. The pleasure, ten times stronger than touching her breasts, made her moan continuously. She no longer cared about touching her breasts; both hands slipped between her legs, wantonly groaning and kneading.

"Ah...so...so comfortable...it's so amazing...ah!" More and more addicted, Little Stone spread his legs wide, his ten fingers kneading and pressing on that sensitive spot. The wetness on his white pants grew larger and larger. His flushed face revealed a mixture of confusion and excitement, a stark contrast to his youthful appearance, making the scene incredibly lewd.

Seeing Little Stone's intense reaction, the Demoness's satisfied smile also flushed slightly. She was clearly affected and excited as well. She glanced sideways at Xiaoyao, and after just one look, her smile deepened.

The Demoness, of course, wasn't bored enough to have Little Stone put on a masturbation show. Her main purpose was to arouse Xiaoyao's suppressed desire. Xiaoyao's eyes were fixed on Little Stone's every move, his crotch already bulging with a large tent.

Xiaoyao, who was staring intently at the movement of Xiaoshitou's fingers, suddenly felt a warm body press against him. It was the Demoness, who had somehow gotten close. She extended her pink tongue and gently licked Xiaoyao's swollen cheek.

"Was it exciting? I specially prepared this for you~." Gently licking, the Demoness's tongue was like a cooling medicine; Xiaoyao's swollen cheek felt a wave of comfort, and the pain gradually subsided.

Hearing the Demoness's words, Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately closed his eyes, but while his eyes were closed, his ears couldn't. He clearly heard Xiaoshitou's delicate voice, moaning with seductive lust.

"Don't hold back anymore. Even a vegetarian girl couldn't resist, so what makes you think you can?

Relax your body and feel that ultimate pleasure~." The Demoness's voice was so soft and seductive that Xiaoyao almost actually obeyed and gave up resisting.

Seeing that Xiaoyao still kept his eyes closed and ignored her, the demoness smiled with admiration. She wasn't worried that this handsome young man wouldn't resist temptation; it was bound to happen sooner or later anyway. But the more Xiaoyao endured, the stronger his will became, and when that dam broke, the passion he unleashed would be astonishing. Thinking of this, the demoness grew increasingly excited.

Suddenly, sharp nails sprouted from her slender fingers. The demoness ripped open Xiaoyao's clothes, revealing his strong physique with several bruises and cuts. The demoness bent down and licked the wounds with her tongue.

As the demoness's tongue slid across his skin, Xiaoyao trembled slightly. The pain from his injuries disappeared with her licking, but the problem was that with the pain gone, passion surged. Moreover, as the demoness's soft tongue slid across Xiaoyao's skin, the desire grew stronger and stronger, gradually becoming uncontrollable.

"Ah...ah ah...!" The sudden, rising moan made Xiaoyao instinctively open his eyes, but what he saw was disastrous. Little Stone had somehow pulled her trousers down to her calves and was now prone, her raised buttocks facing Xiaoyao directly!

With her legs wide open, Xiaoyao could clearly see Little Stone's fair buttocks and private parts. Being so young, her pink pubic area had no pubic hair; her labia were slightly parted, dripping clear, lustful fluid.

Perhaps due to Little Stone's inexperience, her fingers were only rubbing and pressing on her labia, releasing her overwhelming pleasure, without actually penetrating her vulva. Even so, judging from her voice, she seemed close to reaching her climax.

Having seen many beautiful women's private parts, Xiaoyao had never seen the genitals of such an immature girl before, especially while she was masturbating! The visual stimulation was far too intense; Xiaoyao's gaze was completely fixed on it, and his last shred of reason began to crumble.

A sudden chill ran down his lower body, and Xiaoyao was startled to realize that his pants had been pulled down by the demoness. His already engorged penis, now free of restraint, stood erect at a slight upward angle. The demoness stared at it, her eyes blazing with barely suppressed lust.

"Stop…" Xiaoyao's voice was hoarse and weak, his last vestiges of reason making a final struggle. But as the demoness reached out and grasped his erect penis, Xiaoshitou, not far away, also climaxed.

"Ahhhhhh—!" A high-pitched scream rang out as Xiaoshitou's body trembled violently, a small, transparent fountain gushing from the center of his pink labia, like urine.

The sight of him climaxing and squirting instantly shattered all of Xiaoyao's reason. His lust was uncontrollable, and an overwhelming excitement surged through his genitals. At the same time, the demoness added fuel to the fire by gripping his penis tightly. Xiaoyao, already at the peak of excitement, was about to erupt as well.

Feeling the trembling, hot penis in her hand, the demoness revealed a lewd smile. She suddenly lowered her head and pressed her mouth to the tip of his penis, her tongue darting out, a drop of saliva dripping onto the crease of the glans.

Instantly, with the drip of saliva, Xiaoyao felt the urge to erupt being forced back from his penis and into his entire body. The discomfort made him groan involuntarily. His enormous penis swelled even more, trembling in the demoness's hand as if protesting in pain.

"You can't ejaculate, you are my slave. You can only ejaculate inside me, understand...?" Releasing his penis, the demoness moved closer to Xiaoyao, wrapping her arms around his neck and breathing on his face.

"I...want...!" Feeling the pressure of her full breasts against his bare chest, his throbbing penis pressing against her lower abdomen, Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with lust. He couldn't help but sway his body, using the friction of his penis against her abdomen to gain pleasure.

"Good boy, I'll give it to you right away, let me finish the last step first..." Letting Xiaoyao rub against her body, the demoness revealed a look of satisfaction at achieving her goal. Although Xiaoyao seemed completely dominated by desire at this moment, having learned from her previous experience, the demoness decided to finish the last step first.

She pressed Xiaoyao's head down with both hands and leaned in for a kiss. Xiaoyao accepted without resistance, letting the demoness's tongue slip into his mouth, swallowing her saliva and...blood.

The blood entered his stomach, and a flash of pain crossed Xiaoyao's face, but it was only for a moment. Soon, lust took over again, and he frantically responded to the demoness's kiss, their tongues fiercely intertwined.

"Now, you're mine!" The demoness licked her lips, joyfully declaring. She suddenly parted her body from Xiaoyao's, the friction between their bodies disappearing. Xiaoyao stared intently at the demoness, letting out a low growl of desire.

At this moment, Xiaoyao was completely different from before; his eyes were now only on the demoness, only burning with lust. He was no longer the Xiaoyao Ling'er and the others knew.

The demoness looked at Xiaoyao with satisfaction. She reached between his legs and touched him, a soft moan escaping her lips. She withdrew her hand, looking at her wet fingers, and licked them, her seductive eyes fixed on Xiaoyao. With a flick of her eye, the earthen arms binding Xiaoyao vanished.

"Come, new slave, serve me well..." Before she could finish speaking, Xiaoyao pounced on her like a tiger. The demoness froze, unable to react in time, and was pinned down by Xiaoyao.

"You...you dare to be so rude...uh!?" Before she could finish her angry rebuke, Xiaoyao had already silenced her with a passionate kiss, his hands roughly kneading her breasts with such force that it hurt her. She was both shocked and furious, somewhat bewildered by Xiaoyao's reaction.

Logically, when her blood flowed into Xiaoyao's body, although he still possessed his own consciousness like Lüling, he had effectively become her slave, unable to disobey her commands. Therefore, even if his lust was intense, Xiaoyao shouldn't have pounced on her and forced himself on her. But the reality

didn't allow the Demoness time to think, because her legs had already been forcibly spread apart by Xiaoyao, his enormous penis already aimed at his target, ready to attack.

"You... ah!" Having finally broken free from the clinging kiss, the demoness was about to shout when Xiaoyao's waist thrust forward first. His rounded glans instantly parted her moist lips, and with a rough thrust, his entire penis plunged in. The demoness let out a groan, a sound that was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure.

Without any resistance, the enormous penis plunged deep inside, directly assaulting the deepest part of the demoness's vagina. Having not tasted the pleasures of love in a long time, the sensitive areas felt the rough movement, and a painful yet strange sensation instantly spread throughout her body, causing her to tremble slightly. She momentarily forgot to stop Xiaoyao's actions.

Although the penetration was unimpeded, it didn't mean her vagina wasn't tight enough. At the same moment Xiaoyao entered, the warm, moist walls of flesh instantly enveloped his penis, fitting perfectly. Xiaoyao, already dominated by desire, immediately began a frenzied piston-like motion.

This was the most brutal and intense encounter Xiaoyao had experienced in his many sexual encounters. It was as if he were releasing all his strength; each thrust was large, pulling out and plunging back in forcefully, striking the deepest part of her cervix. With each thrust, the demoness let out a strange moan, her body trembling with the powerful movements.

For the demoness, this was also the first time she had experienced such rough sex. After all, given her special status, no one dared to treat her like this. But now, Xiaoyao had appeared as an inexplicable exception. She desperately wanted to stop him, but strangely, a voice within her prevented her from speaking, causing her to instinctively struggle and resist with her delicate strength in the face of Xiaoyao's onslaught.

“You…you rude…ah…slave, how dare you…ah! Don’t squeeze so hard…you bastard…ah…”

While thrusting, Xiaoyao used his strong body to suppress the demoness’s resistance, then his hands wantonly pinched and squeezed her full breasts, the force so great that his fingers almost dug into the tender flesh. The demoness immediately let out a strange moan of anger, pain, but also some confusion.

It hurts…but it doesn’t hurt so much anymore…

how could he be so rude to her…but…it feels so strange…

As the huge penis continued to thrust in and out, the demoness’s struggles grew weaker and weaker, and her moans became more and more obvious. Her beautiful face showed a comfortable, somewhat angry, but contradictory expression. She hadn’t expected Xiaoyao’s sudden, brutal rape to give her an indescribable pleasure!

Lost in his wild desires, Xiaoyao had no idea what the demoness was thinking. He was simply thrusting his hips, enjoying the pleasure of the friction between his genitals. But as the demoness stopped struggling, Xiaoyao instinctively sensed it. So he stopped suppressing her, instead lifting her legs with one hand and raising them, then thrusting even deeper.

"Ah...! It's hitting the spot...you...ah! So...too hard...!" His entire penis was almost completely inside her during insertion. The immense impact gave the demoness the illusion that her womb had been pierced. Watching Xiaoyao wantonly invade her body, this woman of noble status felt a sense of humiliation, making her both ashamed and angry, but...there was also an uncontrollable pleasure!

Insertion, withdrawal, insertion...as the penis continued to thrust in and out, the demoness's expression became increasingly hazy, her moans clearer and clearer. She had long since given up struggling.

"You...you little rascal...ah...it's so...ah...so good...!" Her anger had long since vanished; the demoness was now completely consumed by desire. It had been a very long time since she had felt this way. Now, she felt a mixture of reproach and affection towards this impudent slave, Xiaoyao.

Suddenly, the demoness's body sprang to the ground. In a moment of surprise, Xiaoyao was pushed down into a sitting position by the demoness. With his penis still inside her, the demoness had already changed positions, now both of them were sitting, but the demoness was sitting on top of Xiaoyao.

Her arms wrapped around Xiaoyao's neck, and the demoness's passionate lips pressed against his, her hips swaying up and down and side to side, intensely responding to his advances.

"You disobedient slave... today... ah...! Fine... I'll let you off easy... ahhh...!" Using Xiaoyao's shoulders as support, the demoness swayed wildly up and down, adjusting the direction and sensitive spots of his penis's thrusts to make her feel even better, her moans growing louder.

As the demoness's body swayed, Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with the sight of her two full breasts dancing. Watching them sway rhythmically, without a word, Xiaoyao opened his mouth and reached out to bite and knead them.

"Ah...! Biting so hard... my nipples will break... ahhh... don't pinch... it hurts... ah..." His teeth gently rubbed against one nipple, while his fingers and nails played with and pinched the other. The sensitive stimulation made the demoness tremble slightly, unconsciously shaking her head, a long-awaited feeling about to arrive.

It seemed that the Demoness's movements also aroused Xiaoyao's reaction. He let out a soft moan, then suddenly placed his hands on the Demoness's waist, and, following her up-and-down movements, increased the force and speed of his thrusts.

The sudden increase in thrusting speed, combined with the Demoness's seated position, allowed for unobstructed penetration to the deepest point. Each impact elicited a loud groan from her. Soon, his sensitive penis felt the moist walls of her vagina begin to undulate slightly, and the Demoness's moans grew increasingly rapid.

"Ah... God... Am I... Am I going to climax... Ah! So good... You... You really are... Ah!" It seemed her blood was boiling; the Demoness was anticipating her long-awaited climax, and she shook her body even more vigorously, increasing the speed of his penis's friction inside her.

"Ah...! You...you can't ejaculate yet...! No...ah...let me climax first...don't ejaculate...!" Her body, on the verge of climax, was incredibly sensitive. The demoness felt the penis inside her trembling, and she was immediately startled. Her fingers unconsciously pinched Xiaoyao's shoulders slightly harder, and she warned him while panting.

Perhaps due to the pain in his shoulders, Xiaoyao took a deep breath, managing to suppress his impending climax. The demoness immediately showed a satisfied expression, and as a reward, she stuck out her tongue and licked Xiaoyao's mouth.

The thrusting speed remained fast. Perhaps because she was forcibly holding back her ejaculation, the demoness felt the hard penis inside her grow even larger. The more she thrust, the more excited she became; she knew she was about to climax.

"It's coming...! Ahh...!" With all her remaining strength, she made a few final thrusts. As the last glans struck the deepest part of her cervix, the demoness's body stiffened, her head suddenly tilting back as she let out a high-pitched moan. Then, her vagina began to writhe violently, and a large amount of warm fluid gushed out, splashing onto her penis.

At the same time, Xiaoyao finally roared, his penis twitching as he ejaculated! The semen he had been holding back for so long gushed out like a fountain, forcefully pouring into the deepest part of her vagina.

"Ahahaha...so hot...hahaha...!" Feeling the exhilarating aftermath of her orgasm, the demoness felt Xiaoyao ejaculate his hot essence and let out an unusually joyful laugh.

Why was her reaction so intense? In fact, no one knew that the demoness hadn't experienced an orgasm in a long time.

Since she began practicing her evil arts, as her skill in this area deepened, her body became a nemesis to men. No matter how valiant a man was, once he entered her body, he would be drained of his essence in just a few strokes, never even having a chance to experience an orgasm.

The appearance of Xiaoyao this time was a series of unexpected surprises for the Demoness. The most amazing thing was that Xiaoyao was able to resist her seductive arts for so long before ejaculating, allowing her to experience a long-lost orgasm. Beyond the surprise, she felt mostly joy, because from now on, her body would never be lonely again…

Because this was an orgasm she hadn't experienced in so long, the Demoness momentarily forgot to guard herself, resulting in excessive ejaculation and a somewhat exhausted state. But despite her fatigue, she was very satisfied. Looking at Xiaoyao, who was panting with his eyes closed, she became more and more pleased.

“Truly wonderful… Is this a gift from heaven because I'm so lonely? Hehe…” The Demoness murmured, reaching out to stroke Xiaoyao's cheek.

"But that's strange, why is the amount of essence ejaculated so little...?" Suddenly realizing that the amount of semen Xiaoyao had ejaculated into her body seemed less than expected, she couldn't help but wonder. Logically, given her seductive arts, she should have ejaculated a considerable amount, but after absorbing it, it felt like only a tiny bit. The Demoness pondered this with some confusion.

However, just as the Demoness was lost in thought, Xiaoyao opened her eyes. No one noticed that

the light in Xiaoyao's eyes was different from usual...

Caught off guard, Xiaoyao suddenly slapped her chest with his palm, radiating a powerful, scorching aura. Even if the Demoness sensed it, it was too late. The palm struck her chest directly, and with a loud crack, the Demoness flew away like a kite with a broken string.

"Tsk!" Xiaoyao made a regretful sound and stood up lightly. The sound was completely unlike what one would expect from a man, yet it came from Xiaoyao's mouth.

"Who...who are you!?" The moment she was sent flying again, the Demoness had already adjusted her posture and landed safely. However, she quickly knelt down upon landing, barely managing to support herself with one hand while clutching her chest with the other. Her face had completely lost its color, her pale face revealing shock, anger, and confusion.

Xiaoyao ignored the Demoness's question. He suddenly opened his mouth as if to vomit, and then a mouthful of bright red blood gushed from his mouth. The Demoness's expression changed drastically again. She knew that what Xiaoyao was vomiting was the blood she had poured into his mouth to control him. With

a "whoosh," it was the Demoness's turn to vomit blood, but this time it meant something completely different. The Demoness was truly seriously injured. She pressed her chest, and from the burning palm print on her chest, the Demoness knew that if she hadn't discovered it early, preventing "her" from using her full power, she would have been killed with a single blow.

"Does it hurt? Of course it does! The Phoenix Technique is a martial art for exorcising demons and monsters, especially a lewd monster like you!" A woman's angry voice came from Xiaoyao's mouth, sounding incredibly bizarre to an outsider.

"Die!" After saying that, Xiaoyao's right palm flashed with a fiery red light. In the blink of an eye, he had teleported in front of the Demoness and slammed his palm down on her head!

"Aaaaaah—!" The Demoness roared suddenly. Xiaoyao's face immediately showed a bad expression, but it was too late. The Demoness had already struck back with her own palm, and the two powerful forces collided, producing an astonishingly loud sound. The next second, Xiaoyao was sent flying into the air, falling in a parabolic arc to the ground some distance away, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

"Ugh…!" Vomiting a mouthful of blood, Xiaoyao's expression showed pain and disbelief. He stared at the Demoness, completely unexpected that she still had such strength despite being seriously injured.

More importantly, that power didn't seem like something she could generate...

Fortunately, the Demoness wasn't unharmed either; she lay motionless on the ground, clearly in no better shape.

Seeing the Demoness fall, Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as he relaxed, his expression changed drastically, and then he vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Really...yes..." came the tired female voice from Xiaoyao's mouth.

"Bad Xiaoyao...housing you in my body, the rent...is really hard to pay...it's just..." A helpless bitter smile appeared on his face, as if all his strength had disappeared. Xiaoyao lay down heavily in a starfish position, then closed his eyes and remained motionless.

With Xiaoyao's eyes closed and still Ling'er unconscious, and the Crimson Ghost King whose fate was unknown, the fierce battle finally came to an end. The whole scene became unusually quiet, with an eerie atmosphere.

However, to everyone's dismay, shortly after Xiaoyao collapsed, the naked body of the Demoness lying on the ground stirred!

"Damn it!" she uttered, her voice filled with hatred. The Demoness struggled to sit up, her arms trembling uncontrollably, clearly indicating severe injuries.

Looking up, she saw Xiaoyao lying there, her alluring face contorting into a grotesque grimace, revealing her boundless resentment.

"Thank goodness... if I didn't have this treasure, I really... would have let you succeed!" With great effort, the Demoness managed to rise, swaying unsteadily. Looking at the fiery red handprint between her ample breasts, the strange, burning internal energy raging within her, the indescribable pain causing her brows to furrow and her body to be drenched in sweat, her hatred for Xiaoyao had reached an unbearable level.

Step by step… each step was so heavy. The Demoness struggled to approach Xiaoyao, her five fingernails on her right hand instantly becoming sharp and long enough to pierce a human body. "Go… die!" Raising her weapon-like right hand, the Demoness roared, preparing to pierce the motionless Xiaoyao's heart! "No—!!" Before she could strike, the

Demoness heard a sharp scream from beside her. She knew it was Ling'er's voice, but how could she possibly heed Ling'er's cries? Her right hand suddenly stabbed downwards, aiming directly at Xiaoyao's left chest! However … "!?" Just as the tip of her fingernail was about to pierce Xiaoyao's body, a massive surge of spiritual energy suddenly crashed in, knocking the already heavily injured Demoness away. Falling to the ground, the Demoness was shocked, because that spiritual energy contained the immortal energy she feared most, and more importantly, its power far surpassed her own at her peak! Was it… an immortal appearing!? "Ugh...!" Before she could even process this question, the spiritual energy materialized into a hand, grabbing the demoness's neck and pulling her up forcefully. However, this also allowed the demoness to finally see who the owner of the spiritual energy was... "You killed Brother Xiaoyao?" The icy voice, filled with intense killing intent, sent a shiver of fear through the demoness. She endured the pain of the pressure on her neck, desperately shaking her head.

The owner of the voice was startled when she saw the Demoness shake her head. Then, the Demoness felt the restraints around her neck disappear. She collapsed to the ground, coughing violently, staring in terror at the

familiar yet strange person who was checking on Xiaoyao.

"Impossible...you...you look like that...cough...that power...you, you are...!" Looking at her strange appearance, the Demoness's mind raced, arriving at a terrifying answer.

"You...why are you here...cough! No, no...!" If her guess was true, then facing this irresistible nemesis, the Demoness felt an involuntary fear of death.

Hearing the Demoness's voice, she shifted her gaze from Xiaoyao to the Demoness. Perhaps because she had received news that Xiaoyao was not dead, her eyes were no longer so cold, but they still made the Demoness tremble violently.

"Spare, spare me!" Seemingly sensing something ominous in those eyes, the Demoness, such a great demon, was actually begging for mercy.

"...Be a good demon in your next life, and never kill again." These words, like a death sentence, were delivered before the Demoness could even escape. A flash of azure scales streaked past, followed by her piercing scream. The immense force of the impact instantly obliterated her!

A demon that Xiaoyao and the others had fought for so long to defeat was dead just like that…

Looking in the direction the Demoness had disappeared, a flicker of pity crossed her beautiful, calm eyes, but she quickly turned her attention back to Xiaoyao. Seeing Xiaoyao's pale face and the blood still clinging to his lips, she wiped it away, her eyes filled with deep affection. But upon closer inspection, a hint of sadness could be seen within that affection.

"Brother Xiaoyao…" A familiar voice called out, but the unconscious Xiaoyao couldn't hear it.

"Look...do you still like me like this?" she whispered, glistening tears welling in her beautiful eyes, finally spilling down her cheeks...

"Xiao Rou, are you alright?" In the void within Xiao Yao's heart, he looked at the beauty in his arms with worry and heartache, asking anxiously.

"Hmph, just kidding, who do you think I am? You dare look down on me?" Receiving Xiao Yao's caring gaze, Rou Ya felt a warmth in her heart, but being proud, she naturally wouldn't reveal that her injuries were serious, only letting out a soft snort.

"Really...why are you like this?" Xiao Yao knew, of course, that her words couldn't be taken seriously, because he clearly knew that in the instant she clashed with the Demoness, Rou Ya had taken all the impact herself, resulting in Xiao Yao's physical body being almost unharmed, but Rou Ya's soul body being severely injured.

"Mind your own business! I just don't want you to get hurt, okay?" Feeling Xiaoyao's care, Rouya felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She leaned against Xiaoyao playfully and said willfully.

"Little Rou..." Xiaoyao was no fool. Feeling Rouya's affection, he was moved and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her pink lips.

Rouya's delicate body trembled slightly. Faced with this kiss she hadn't felt in so long, her mind went blank. She only knew to respond to Xiaoyao's kiss, letting his tongue explore and ravage her.

"Ugh!" Just as Rouya was enjoying this wonderful feeling, a pain made her cry out in pain. It turned out that Xiaoyao's kiss had aroused his desire, and when he caressed her body, he had aggravated her internal injuries.

"I'm... I'm sorry!" Xiaoyao hurriedly let go, apologizing anxiously.

Rouya smiled slightly. Although the feeling of passion that had just been ignited and then extinguished made her a little disappointed, she also knew that her body probably couldn't withstand Xiaoyao's caresses right now, so she had to give up this sensual opportunity.

Carefully avoiding touching Rouya's injuries, Xiaoyao, seeing that he couldn't do anything sweet, tried to talk about other things. As for why Xiaoyao wasn't worried about the outside world, it was because Rouya had told him that time flowed differently in the inner world than outside.

"Aren't you going to start healing?" Xiaoyao asked.

"There's no rush. I'll start after you leave. Don't you want to stay with me?" Rouya pouted and said gently.

"No way, I didn't know how I got here to find you, otherwise I would have come to keep you company long ago." Xiaoyao said, gently stroking Rouya's hair.

"...Speaking of which, I had to rely on you again this time, otherwise I really wouldn't have been a match for you." Thinking of the Demoness's strength, Xiaoyao could only sigh deeply. This was the first time Xiaoyao had been beaten so badly since leaving Yuhang; if it weren't for Rouya, he might have really been defeated here.

"You just realized? If it weren't for me, you would have been drained dry by that vixen. There was no need for that witch to intervene," Rouya scolded Xiaoyao without any politeness.

"Oh dear, I hadn't thought of that. Rouya! You actually used my body recklessly!" Xiaoyao wanted to tickle Rouya, but remembering her injuries, he didn't know how to "punish" her. He could only grit his teeth in anger, watching Rouya giggle incessantly.

"What does it have to do with me? You couldn't beat her yourself. I won using my own methods. What are you complaining about? You should know that if I hadn't intervened, you would have been dried up long ago," Rouya retorted with a coquettish snort. This left Xiaoyao speechless, unsure how to defend himself.

"Then...then you shouldn't have let Xuehan..." Thinking of Xuehan, Xiaoyao began again.

"If I hadn't asked Xuehan to absorb the girls' lustful poison, would you have wanted to cure them one by one?

Taking responsibility for Xuehan is better than taking responsibility for a whole bunch of girls, right? I'm thinking of you so much, and you still blame me. Humph, no good deed goes

unpunished." A series of words left Xiaoyao speechless, leaving him gaping at Rouya's smug smile. He couldn't even retaliate by bullying her; he was truly itching with hatred, but could only endure it.

"You...sigh, I really regret letting you possess me now," Xiaoyao said helplessly.

"Hehe, I told you before, I would use your body for bad things, you can't regret it now,"

Rouya said with a giggle. Seeing Xiaoyao's helpless expression, her face suddenly changed, and she said softly, "Xiaoyao, honestly, do you really regret letting me possess you?"

Xiaoyao was taken aback, looking at Rouya's worried and frightened face. He smiled slightly and lowered his head to kiss her again.

“Even if I had countless chances to start over, I would still choose to let you move in,” Xiaoyao said softly. Rouya, satisfied with the answer, smiled blushing happiness. She leaned against Xiaoyao's chest, savoring the sweet feeling rising within her.

“But please, I beg you, don't use my body for weird things anymore.” Thinking of Rouya's previous actions, Xiaoyao was truly exasperated and helpless.

“Pfft! Hehe…mind your own business.” Rouya stuck out her tongue, giving Xiaoyao a cute face.

“You, you…wait until you're healed, see how I ‘punish’ you!” Xiaoyao glared fiercely at Rouya as if he wanted her to devour him.

“Afraid of you? It's hard to say who will punish whom~.” With a flirtatious wink, Rouya's provocative expression almost made Xiaoyao ignore her injuries and pounce on her to punish her severely. In the end, he could only retaliate by biting her pink lips hard.

As they kissed, they finally stopped just as their desire was about to escalate uncontrollably. Once things calmed down, Xiaoyao couldn't help but think about what was happening outside.

"The Crimson Demon King...she should be dead, right?" Not knowing the situation outside, Xiaoyao could only ask Rouya.

Unbeknownst to him, when Xiaoyao asked this, Rouya's expression changed slightly, not in a bad way, but with a strange, indescribable look.

"What's wrong?" Xiaoyao finally noticed and asked with concern.

"No...that demoness isn't dead." Rouya replied, her expression returning to normal.

"Not...not dead!? Then..." Xiaoyao was startled. If she wasn't dead, then that was terrible!?

"But she died just now. It was...your sweetheart who killed her." As she spoke, Rouya looked at Xiaoyao with a strange expression.

"Ling'er? She...?"

"I've already severely injured the Crimson Ghost King. Killing her wouldn't be difficult." Rouya knew what Xiaoyao wanted to ask and explained. Of course, Xiaoyao couldn't tell whether this was the truth or not.

"I see..." Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that the Crimson Ghost King was dead, the zombies outside shouldn't move anymore, so Yue Ru and the others should be safe...

Hmm, Yu Ting and the residents of Baihe Town should be happy to hear this news.

"...Xiaoyao." Rouya's sudden call startled Xiaoyao, who was lost in thought.

"Are you concerned about appearances?" Rouya suddenly asked a strange question.

"What do you mean?" Xiaoyao looked at Rouya in confusion.

"I mean, if... for example, if that Ling'er sister... or that girl named Yue Ru, if something happened, if her appearance changed... or she became ugly, would you still love them?" After saying that, Rouya looked at Xiaoyao with worried eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Ling'er is Ling'er. Does changing her appearance mean she's no longer Ling'er? I don't love Ling'er and the others because of their faces." Although he was puzzled as to why Rouya would ask this question, Xiaoyao still answered carefully.

"Xiao Rou, why would you ask..." Looking at Rouya's relieved expression, Xiaoyao was about to ask when Rouya reached out and pressed her finger to his lips first.

"I remember what you said... Ling'er sister is waiting for you, go quickly." As soon as Rouya finished speaking, Xiaoyao felt his vision gradually darken and his consciousness gradually fade.

When Xiaoyao woke up, the first thing he saw was the beautiful girl he cared about most, with tear stains and a gentle smile on her face.

"Ling'er!" Although Rouya assured him she was safe, seeing was believing. Xiaoyao happily hugged Ling'er tightly. This sudden action startled Ling'er, who then gently leaned against Xiaoyao, feeling his undisguised concern.

"Are you alright?" Releasing her from his embrace, Xiaoyao's gaze swept over Ling'er from head to toe. Strangely, Ling'er's skin, which should have been covered in wounds from the demoness Red Ghost King, now showed no bruises whatsoever. Xiaoyao clearly remembered the heartbreaking redness and swelling on Ling'er's cheeks, but now...?

"Brother Xiaoyao, Ling'er knows magic!" Ling'er knew what Xiaoyao was thinking, and her words made him realize something. He then discovered that not only Ling'er, but even his own injuries had disappeared.

In fact, Ling'er did heal Xiaoyao's injuries with magic, but Ling'er's own injuries healed on their own through "some kind of change," something she wouldn't reveal aloud.

"...I'm sorry." Looking at Ling'er's torn clothes, barely covering her chest, Xiaoyao immediately recalled the scene of his beastly outburst and couldn't help but apologize softly.

"It's not Xiaoyao-gege's fault, it's her...the Red Ghost King's fault." Gently shaking her head, Ling'er's gentle smile softened Xiaoyao's guilt.

"Xiaoyao-gege..." Suddenly, Ling'er's face flushed slightly.

"What?" Xiaoyao looked at Ling'er's inexplicable reaction with confusion.

"You...can you still hold back?" Ling'er's abrupt question left Xiaoyao stunned for a while, until he saw Ling'er take out the Spirit Heart Pearl from her bosom, at which point he suddenly understood.

"I'm fine now. Um... that demoness is dead, so her spell is naturally off. It's alright." Xiaoyao laughed outwardly, but unbeknownst to him, he was sweating profusely inside. The reason his desire was dispelled wasn't because of that, but how could Xiaoyao tell Ling'er it was because of the demoness...?

More importantly, Xiaoyao wasn't sure if Ling'er had witnessed the process; if she had, it would be very

bad ...

"Oh..." Ling'er nodded, not pressing further, which relieved Xiaoyao. Seeing that Ling'er's expression didn't change, Xiaoyao guessed she probably didn't know.

However, having been observing Ling'er's reactions, Xiaoyao quickly noticed that the blush on her cheeks hadn't faded, and her eyes kept glancing towards a certain spot... Following her direction, Xiaoyao finally discovered where she was looking.

It turned out that Xiaoyao was still naked, and a certain part of his body... looked quite energetic.

"Ling'er~." Xiaoyao's sudden call startled Ling'er. Realizing she had been discovered, her face flushed even redder. Before she could run away, Xiaoyao had already grabbed her and embraced her.

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Her face was flushed, and her body was pressed against his hot penis against her bare abdomen. Ling'er struggled shyly

, twisting her body slightly. Her struggles only made things worse. Xiaoyao gasped. The incredibly pleasurable friction against his penis against her abdomen reignited his waning desire. His hands, which had been holding Ling'er, began to slide down, their target her round, soft buttocks...

"Ah—!"

A sudden scream startled Xiaoyao. His hand, which had been about to caress her, stopped abruptly. He paused, then realized the scream wasn't from Ling'er, as her body also trembled from the sound. Xiaoyao turned his head and was shocked to find that the scream came from Yue Ru.

...When did she get here?

Yue Ru covered her face with her hands, turned her body away, and dared not look at Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao could clearly see that even the roots of Yue Ru's ears were red. Not only Yue Ru, but Xue Han was standing next to Yue Ru, staring blankly at Xiaoyao. When she saw that Xiaoyao was looking at her, Xue Han's face gradually turned red. She gave Xiaoyao a reproachful look before turning away.

"Sister Yue Ru?" Ling'er was first startled by the sudden cry of a third party, then breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it was Yue Ru. But then she was suddenly shocked to realize that Yue Ru and Xiaoyao were in an unusually ambiguous position. Instantly, as if she had been electrocuted, Ling'er jumped up from Xiaoyao's arms, her pink face burning red.

"Why...did you guys get down here?" Xiaoyao asked awkwardly after getting up, but he had clearly forgotten something

important ...

"Clothes! You exhibitionist! Pervert! Crooked thief!" Yue Ru looked at him because of Xiaoyao's question, then screamed and turned away, covering her face. She blushed and cursed incoherently. She

didn't even know what she was saying. At that moment, Yue Ru's heart was pounding. Xiaoyao's naked body kept replaying in her mind. More importantly, in that instant, she clearly saw that erect

thing...

Xiaoyao finally remembered that he was still naked. He instinctively covered his genitals, turned his back to Yue Ru and the others, and hurriedly looked for clothes to cover himself. Ling'er, who was standing to the side, was very shy, but she still thoughtfully found the large pieces of cloth that could barely cover him from his torn clothes.

Remembering there should be a change of clothes in his bundle, but he'd left them in a corner outside the cave entrance above. At least there was a piece of cloth to cover his private parts. Xiaoyao looked at Ling'er with gratitude and quickly pieced together the scraps of cloth, barely managing to wrap it around his lower body as a modesty. Fortunately, startled, his erect penis had wisely shrunk; otherwise, a single piece of cloth wouldn't have been enough, and it would have been extremely embarrassing.

Although Xiaoyao's attire was still quite revealing, at least some covering was better than none. Yue Ru blushed, finally managing to face Xiaoyao with difficulty. She kept telling herself not to look, but her gaze kept unconsciously drifting towards the parts covered by the cloth, resulting in her blushing lasting a long time.

Although it wasn't the first time she had seen him, and they had even had many intimate encounters, Yue Ru was still a virgin, and any girl would react this way.

Xue Han's reaction was clearly much better than Yue Ru's. After all, she had been intimate with him before. Her gaze towards Xiaoyao contained inquiry, concern, and a slight hint of jealousy. Of course, this was something she couldn't let Yue Ru see, so she didn't show it obviously, but Xiaoyao still noticed. He wanted to say something to Xue Han, but unfortunately, he couldn't explain things to Ling'er and Yue Ru in front of him. He could only give Xue Han an apologetic look.

"Ling'er, are you... are you alright? Where's the Crimson Ghost King?" Because of the awkward atmosphere, Yue Ru didn't know how to talk to Xiaoyao, so she turned to Ling'er and asked. Ling'er's face was still flushed, and she dared not look directly at Yue Ru, only nodding in acknowledgment.

Since Ling'er didn't answer what had happened to the Crimson Demon King, Yue Ru looked around herself. The disgusting pool of blood and the pungent smell of blood made her feel nauseous. She forced herself to finish her observation, confirming she didn't see anything resembling the Crimson Demon King's corpse, but she did see damage from the explosion and traces of sword energy, indicating a fierce battle.

"I don't quite understand what happened, but that monster, the Crimson Demon King, is dead, right?" Unable to figure out why she hadn't seen the Crimson Demon King's corpse, Yue Ru simply stopped thinking about it. She smiled and asked Ling'er.

"Hmm..." Ling'er nodded in response. Actually, if Yue Ru pressed further, Ling'er wouldn't know how to explain that the Crimson Demon King had been utterly annihilated.

"Of course! Look who her opponent is! With this great hero taking action, it's a piece of cake!"

The awkward atmosphere was quickly adapted to by the thick-skinned Xiaoyao. To break the silence, Xiaoyao revealed his playful nature, bending his arm to show off his muscular physique, and said with a smug look.

"Hmph! Is that so? Then may I ask why this great hero is completely naked? Did the Red Ghost King... force... force you?" Yue Ru, of course, wouldn't let Xiaoyao be so smug. She snorted sarcastically, but when it came to that word, her feminine modesty prevented her from saying it, so she just glossed over it.

Yue Ru was just talking nonsense, but Xiaoyao and Ling'er heard it differently. Ling'er blushed, thinking of the Demoness's alluring seduction of Xiaoyao; while Xiaoyao's body trembled, his first reaction being surprise—had Yue Ru seen it? But then he shook his head, thinking that Yue Ru couldn't possibly have been there. Thinking this, Xiaoyao's tense body finally relaxed.

"What nonsense are you talking about... By the way, why did you come down?" Feeling guilty, Xiaoyao naturally wanted to quickly change the subject. He'd wanted to ask this question for a while, and now was the perfect time.

"Hmph! Couldn't we come down? If we hadn't, Ling'er would have gotten her way, you big pervert!" Unexpectedly, Yue Ru brought back the awkward situation. The blush that had just faded from Ling'er's face immediately returned. She lowered her head, too shy to know what to do. Xiaoyao could only glare helplessly at Yue Ru, who glared back defiantly.

Xiaoyao muttered to himself, of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to say it aloud to Yue Ru.

Since asking Yue Ru was pointless, Xiao Yao simply stopped asking her. He turned his gaze to Xue Han, who was also watching him. Their eyes met, and Xiao Yao immediately felt the care and love in her eyes. Xue Han, realizing Xiao Yao had noticed, blushed instantly.

"The zombies suddenly stopped moving. Miss Liao said you had defeated the Crimson Ghost King. We waited for a while but didn't see you come up. Miss was very worried about you, Young Master, and she couldn't wait any longer, so she jumped down to find you." Taking a deep breath, Xue Han barely suppressed her emotions and tried to answer calmly.

"Xue Han!? You… what nonsense are you talking about? Who would worry about him! I was just… I was worried about Ling'er, who cares about that lecher's life or death!" Unexpectedly, Yue Ru was taken aback by Xue Han's words, blushing and stammering an explanation.

"So...you're alright, aren't you?" Xiaoyao finally noticed that Xuehan and Yueru's clothes had been changed. They needed to be changed because either their clothes were torn from injury or stained with too much blood. Now that they were dressed differently, it was impossible to tell if they were injured. But surely they were? Xiaoyao couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Hmph! Finally remembered us! If I'd known, the Crimson Ghost King would have sent me instead of you going up there to kill those disgusting guys! Seriously...I think I won't be able to eat anything for three days." Thinking about how she almost died up there, while Xiaoyao, that womanizing rascal, was here being all lovey-dovey with Ling'er, Yueru was furious. She glared at Xiaoyao, vowing to teach him a lesson when they got out.

"Young Master, if it weren't for Miss Liao's help, you and Miss Zhao probably wouldn't be seeing us again." Xuehan was considerate; knowing Yueru was sulking and wouldn't explain, she spoke up herself.

"What happened!?" Xiaoyao was shocked by Xuehan's words and asked in a panic. Before Xuehan could speak, Yueru interjected.

"You should be asking me that! We were already overwhelmed by that huge horde of zombies, and then suddenly a group of even more troublesome creatures came running over from here? They surrounded us from both sides, and Xuehan and I almost met our ancestors!" Recalling the situation, Yueru's eyes reddened. She truly thought she was going to die in that awful place, and now, thinking back, she felt an urge to cry. After all, she was still a girl, especially a wealthy heiress; she had never experienced the feeling of being on the verge of death. Seeing Yueru

like this, Xiaoyao felt a pang of pain in his heart. It was all his fault for being too arrogant; he hadn't expected the Crimson Ghost King to be such a terrifying enemy. If it weren't for Rouya's help, probably no one would have made it back alive today. Thinking of this, Xiaoyao couldn't help but step forward, wanting to hug Yueru, but just as he was about to reach out, he suddenly remembered Ling'er behind him, and froze, unable to extend his hand no matter what.

Although Xiaoyao's outstretched hand wasn't complete, Yue Ru still saw it. She looked up at Xiaoyao's somewhat stiff face, then glanced at Ling'er behind him, who looked puzzled, and naturally understood what Xiaoyao was thinking. Yue Ru couldn't help but stare at Xiaoyao with a strange, reproachful look, making Xiaoyao's heart ache and feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what is Sister Yue Ru saying?" Just then, Ling'er interjected at the right moment, saving Xiaoyao from the predicament. Xiaoyao quickly looked away from Yue Ru and turned to face Ling'er. Although he felt full of apologies to Yue Ru, he didn't want Ling'er to be sad even more...

"Oh, Ling'er, you were unconscious then..." Recalling when the Red Ghost King sent those disgusting, skinned zombies up there, Ling'er should have been unconscious at that time, so Xiaoyao briefly explained. As he explained, he could almost feel the burning gaze on his back, making him extremely embarrassed.

"So...it's all Ling'er's fault, dragging Brother Xiaoyao down..." Because Xiaoyao hadn't explained the situation clearly at the time, Ling'er started to overthink and said self-reproachfully.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? If it weren't for your help, your beloved Brother Xiaoyao would have been kidnapped by that old hag, the Red Ghost King, to be her husband." As he spoke, Xiaoyao exaggeratedly trembled with disgust, making Ling'er laugh.

"Brother Xiaoyao always talks nonsense. The Red Ghost King isn't an old hag at all. She's clearly so beautiful. Brother Xiaoyao would be perfect as her...what kind of husband." At this point, Xiaoyao noticed a distinct sourness in Ling'er's tone. Since she hadn't heard that strange term before, she just glossed over it.

"Pretty? I don't see it that way at all. All I know is that her heart is as black as ink, a world apart from Ling'er's lovely heart." Pointing at Ling'er's chest, Xiaoyao deliberately stared at her with a lecherous gaze, causing Ling'er's pretty face to turn bright red, and she immediately covered her chest with her hands.

"Brother Xiaoyao, you bad boy..." Ling'er said coquettishly.

Watching Xiaoyao and Ling'er flirting, Yue Ru almost cursed Xiaoyao's ancestors to the eighth generation in her heart. Just as her jealousy was about to explode, her hand was gently grasped. Xue Han had walked to Yue Ru's side at some point, held her hand, and gently shook her head.

Thanks to Xuehan, Yue Ru's jealousy didn't erupt. She blushed at first because Xuehan had noticed her feelings, but after calming down, she looked at Xiaoyao and Ling'er's sweet interaction and felt a pang of sadness. She knew Xuehan meant well; if her jealousy had flared up then, even if it separated them, Xiaoyao would never forgive her, and she and

Xiaoyao would never be together again…

Watching Xiaoyao and Ling'er chatting and laughing, Yue Ru grew increasingly melancholic, her eyes unconsciously welling up with tears.

"Ah! Look, what's that?" Suddenly, Xuehan's deliberately raised voice interrupted Yue Ru's reverie and Xiaoyao and Ling'er's conversation. All three were startled and looked in the direction Xuehan was pointing with her right hand.

About ten paces away, on the ground, an unidentified light flickered faintly…

“Ah…!” Upon seeing the light, Xiaoyao, who was closest to Ling’er, heard her exclamation. Before he could ask what was happening, Ling’er walked towards the flickering light.

“What’s that?” A moment later, Ling’er returned, her palm holding a beautiful bead shimmering with a yellowish-brown light. Yue Ru asked in surprise.

“So… the Earth Spirit Bead is on her.” Seemingly ignoring Yue Ru’s question, Ling’er stared at the yellowish-brown bead in her palm, muttering to herself.

“Earth Spirit Bead? What’s that?” Xiaoyao, whose attention was focused on Ling’er, naturally heard her soft muttering and asked curiously.

Ling'er heard Xiaoyao's question. She raised her head, gazed at Xiaoyao, then lowered her head and softly explained, "I heard my master say... according to ancient legend, Nuwa gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth: wind, thunder, water, fire, and earth, and refined them into five pearls to subdue demons."

"...Legend has it that these pearls were lost for many years. To find them today, could it be fate?"

By the last sentence, Ling'er's voice was almost inaudible. Because she was looking down, Xiaoyao didn't notice that Ling'er's expression had become somewhat strange.

"Ha! Since it's an ancient treasure, it should be very valuable. This trip has finally yielded something!"

Looking at the Earth Spirit Pearl shimmering with beautiful light in Ling'er's hand, Xiaoyao, born a poor country boy, naturally immediately thought of money.

"All you ever think about is money!" Yue Ru couldn't help but roll her eyes at Xiaoyao.

"Hmph! What's wrong with thinking about money? I'm not some rich heiress born with a silver spoon in my mouth.

Oh, as the saying goes, 'A full man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man!'" Xiaoyao retorted

, not to be outdone. "You...!" Before she could retaliate verbally, Yue Ru reacted quickly, drawing her whip to teach Xiaoyao a lesson. However, Xiaoyao was already prepared. When he saw Yue Ru draw her weapon, he immediately hid behind Ling'er, causing Yue Ru's attack to falter.

"You...you just wait!" Knowing that her whip skills weren't good enough to not affect Ling'er, Yue Ru couldn't possibly attack. Seeing Xiaoyao make a big face at Ling'er, Yue Ru could only fum in anger, stamping her feet repeatedly.

Strangely, although Xiaoyao and Yue Ru were clearly playing around right next to Ling'er, Ling'er didn't react at all. She just kept her head down, staring at the Earth Spirit Orb in her hand, her expression constantly changing.

"The appearance of the Earth Spirit Orb here... could it mean... I... shouldn't run away anymore?" After a moment of silence, Ling'er suddenly uttered a strange statement.

"Ling'er? You... how can you say something so profound? You seem like a different person. What's wrong?"

Xiaoyao finally noticed Ling'er's unusual behavior and quickly asked.

"Ling'er, little sister?" Yue Ru also noticed that the usually cheerful Ling'er seemed a bit strange at this moment, and she called out with concern.

"No... nothing! I'm fine! I've been very happy these days, don't worry." Ling'er forced a smile and said to cover up her unease. Before Xiaoyao and the others could ask further, Ling'er quickly changed the subject, saying, "Let's leave here quickly, the air here is really uncomfortable..." As soon as

Ling'er said this, the nauseating smell that they had been deliberately ignoring made Xiaoyao and the others immediately cover their noses. This was indeed not a good place to chat. Xiaoyao looked around, then looked up at the entrance he had jumped down from, and frowned again, saying, "It seems that getting back is another problem."

"No problem, the Earth Spirit Orb can help us leave," Ling'er said.

"Oh? How can it help us?" Hearing Ling'er's words, Xiaoyao looked at the Earth Spirit Orb in Ling'er's hand with surprise and asked疑惑地问道.

"The Earth Spirit Orb gathers the purest earth spirit energy in the world. It can use earth spirit energy to teleport us to the place we went to not long ago," Ling'er explained.

"Uh... I don't quite understand." Clearly a bit profound, Xiaoyao scratched his head and said awkwardly.

"Idiot!" Yue Ru immediately added that word without any mercy.

"Hmph! You understand? Then explain it to me!" Xiaoyao didn't believe Yue Ru understood, and he immediately retorted.

Seeing the two about to argue again, Ling'er smiled. Then, with a thought, the Earth Spirit Pearl in her palm suddenly flashed with a dazzling yellow light. Xiaoyao and Yue Ru, who were about to engage in a verbal duel, were startled. Both of them, along with Xue Han standing nearby, reflexively closed their eyes at the sudden, bright light.

However, when they opened their eyes again, everyone except Ling'er—Xiaoyao, Yue Ru, and Xue Han—was shocked. They had instantly left the Blood Pool and returned to the room where the general's coffin had been placed before they jumped in.

"Heavens! What kind of magic is this? It's amazing! Ling'er, how did you do that?" Yue Ru asked in utter astonishment. She had never even heard of a magic spell that could teleport several people instantly to a distant place; it was simply too amazing, no wonder Yue Ru was so surprised.

Compared to the astonishment on Yue Ru and Xue Han's faces, Xiaoyao, after his initial surprise, immediately shifted his attention to the person beside him.

That person was none other than Liao Luling, the only one left behind.

Still clad in that blood-stained heavy armor, her long, black hair, barely reaching her neck, was disheveled. Two white streaks, the marks of tears, now marred her filthy face. Kneeling on the ground, in Green Spirit's arms lay the skeleton clad in armor, but unlike the one Xiaoyao had seen before jumping down, the once-shiny armor was now stained with blood. Most noticeably, the severed hand bone, the one that held the knife, lay nearby; the skeleton's right hand had inexplicably broken off. Xiaoyao

remembered that before he went down, Green Spirit had been suppressing her father. Had Green Spirit attacked her own father?

Or had Yue Ru and the others injured him…? Upon seeing this scene, Xiaoyao thought with a mixture of shock and uncertainty.

"Remember what I just said? If it weren't for Miss Liao's rescue, my mistress and I would have perished long ago."

Xue Han had somehow appeared beside Xiao Yao and spoke softly. Seeing Xiao Yao turn to look at her, Xue Han nodded and recounted what had happened.

"...Back then, several disgusting monsters suddenly jumped out from your side. We were already struggling to deal with the zombies, and now these disgusting and powerful monsters appeared. In no time, my mistress and I were injured..." As Xue Han spoke, she subconsciously touched her right side, presumably where she had been injured.

"Are you alright?" As if imagining the danger, Xiao Yao asked worriedly, instinctively reaching out to lift Xue Han's clothes to check.

"Young Master!" Xue Han blushed and instinctively dodged. Xiao Yao realized his recklessness. If it were just the two of them alone, it wouldn't be a problem, but now it was a different story. Xiao Yao couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

"It's alright now. Luckily, no vital organs were injured. The Lin family's 'Concentration and Return to Origin' technique is quite effective for treating and

stopping bleeding." As the redness on her face faded, Xuehan rolled her eyes at Xiaoyao as she answered. "And then? Did Miss Liao save you?" Thinking of how powerful Yue Ru's "Concentration and Return to Origin" truly was, Xiaoyao felt relieved and continued to ask.

"Well… right then, Miss Liao finally made her move. She… she first injured that skeleton, and then quickly rushed over to help us deal with those disgusting monsters and zombie horde." Recalling the situation, Xuehan couldn't help but secretly admire Liao Luling. Liao Luling's skill and martial arts were far superior to theirs; the monsters that had put them in danger couldn't withstand more than a few moves from her.

Hearing Xuehan say this, Xiaoyao was immediately shocked. He hadn't expected that Liao Luling would ultimately endure the pain of attacking her own father to save Yue Ru and the others. What immense resolve that required…!

"Miss Liao…" Thinking of this, Xiaoyao felt both grateful and guilty. He slowly leaned closer and spoke softly.

At Xiaoyao's words, Liao Luling, who was lost in thought, suddenly jolted, her body trembling reflexively. Unexpectedly, this tremor caused the armor and skeleton she was holding to suddenly crumble into pieces with a loud crash!

"Ah!" With Xuehan's exclamation, Ling'er and Yue Ru, who were talking nearby, turned their heads simultaneously. They too saw the armor scattered on the ground, its clatter echoing in the enclosed space. Within the armor, white powder drifted…

This sudden turn of events stunned Xiaoyao, and Liao Luling, already bewildered, froze even more. Her eyes widened as she stared at the scattered powder in her arms, her hands still frozen in their previous embrace.

"This… I… I'm sorry!" Xiaoyao's already heavy guilt intensified; he didn't know how to begin. After stammering for a moment, he finally managed to squeeze out an apology.

As Xiaoyao apologized, Liao Luling suddenly looked up at him. Thankfully, Xiaoyao saw no hatred in her eyes, only deep sorrow, longing, and even a hint of gratitude.

"No need to apologize. Instead, I should thank you. You've finally freed Father's body from the demon's control," Luling said softly in her gentle, beautiful voice.

"But…he…" Looking at the scattered powder in Luling's arms and at her feet, Xiaoyao didn't know what to say.

"Father's body was controlled by demonic power for a long time. Now that the demonic power has dissipated, it naturally returns to dust…" With that, Luling finally stood up. She looked around, then waved her hand, and a beautifully crafted porcelain bottle flew over from a distance.

Catching the bottle, Luling knelt down and gently blew on the bone dust. The scattered powder, as if blown by an unknown wind, gathered on its own, floated up, and was collected into the bottle.

"This place is no longer suitable for Father's rest; we need to move him to another place." Holding the porcelain bottle close to her chest, Lüling rose to face Xiaoyao and said softly.

"Miss Liao..." Xiaoyao was about to speak when Lüling interrupted him.

"My name is Liao Lüling; you can just call me Lüling," Lüling said.

"Um...right, I should thank you. Thank you for saving Yue Ru and Xue Han's lives, Liao...Miss Lüling," Xiaoyao naturally thanked her.

"It's nothing. We...are friends, aren't we?" Lüling shook her head and suddenly said this. Xiaoyao was stunned. Lüling's words reminded him of what he had said earlier.

Friends...that's right. Xiaoyao had used those two words to prevent a potential battle from breaking out. Now, thinking back, Xiaoyao couldn't help but admire himself. If it weren't for that, the consequences of having another powerful enemy like Lüling would have been unpredictable, not to mention the life-saving grace she had shown Yue Ru and Xue Han today.

“That’s right! We’re friends.” With a slight smile, Xiaoyao extended his hand to Lüling.

Seeing Xiaoyao’s outstretched hand, Lüling’s face suddenly flushed slightly, thankfully the dirt on her face concealed much of it. She slowly extended her hand as well, only to realize how filthy it was, and felt a wave of embarrassment, quickly trying to pull her hand back.

Xiaoyao reacted quickly; seeing Lüling withdraw her hand, he reached out and grasped it first. The cool but soft touch of her small hand startled Xiaoyao. This coldness, devoid of normal body temperature, made him realize that Lüling wasn’t actually human, but a zombie transformed by the Crimson Ghost King.

…However, to Xiaoyao’s surprise, this softness was unlike the stiff, withered feel of a zombie he had imagined. Perhaps it was because Lüling’s cultivation was higher; Xiaoyao could only speculate.

And so, one lost in thought, forgetting to let go, the other, head bowed, seemingly lost in thought, not pulling her hand back, their hands remained clasped together for a long time.

"Ahem!" A sudden, clearly deliberate cough startled both Xiaoyao and Lüling, causing them to instinctively pull their hands away, creating an awkward moment.

"You brat, always causing trouble…!" Xiaoyao knew perfectly well who had coughed, silently cursing.

"That heartless bastard, seducing girls again, even monsters!" Unbeknownst to him, Yueru was also silently cursing Xiaoyao's womanizing ways.

"It's finally over. Let's go back; the villagers will be happy to hear this news," Xuehan finally spoke up to defuse the situation.

The Earth Spirit Orb, as expected of an ancient artifact, flashed a yellow light and instantly teleported to the entrance of the General's Tomb, saving them the time spent navigating the maze.

"Wow! The long-awaited sun!" It was daytime, and Xiaoyao squinted at the sun, feeling its warmth, and shouted excitedly.

"Nonsense, it's only been a little over a day." Although she said that, Yue Ru actually felt the same way. After experiencing that dark, protracted life-or-death battle, seeing the light again felt really good.

"..." Unlike the others' excitement, when Green Ling felt the sunlight, she couldn't help but frown and subconsciously retreated to the shadows, which happened to be the shadow cast by the General's Tomb tombstone. Staring at the few lines of words engraved on the tombstone, Green Ling remained silent for a long time.

"Ah, Miss Green Ling, you...?" Finally not too slow, Xiao Yao noticed Green Ling's condition and asked worriedly.

"It's alright, I'm not afraid of the sunlight, at most I just feel a little uncomfortable." Green Ling replied.

"Oh, by the way, Xue Han, do you have any extra cloaks or clothes?" Xiao Yao turned and asked. By the way, everyone had finally retrieved their bundles and changed out of their tattered clothes. Apart from their somewhat dirty bodies, they no longer looked so miserable.

The most dramatic change was in Lüling. After she removed her armor and donned the light clothing Yueru had brought, the image of the once burly general was completely different from that of a tall, slender young woman. Except for Xiaoyao, who had already seen her, the other two girls, Yueru and the others, were all astonished.

Moreover, it's worth mentioning that Lüling's change into ordinary clothes also largely dispelled Yueru and the others' initial resistance towards her. Now, she looked like an ordinary girl, and no one would mistake her for a monster.

Xiaoyao found an extra piece of cloth in his bundle and used it to cover Lüling's head. Lüling gave Xiaoyao a grateful smile. Once everything was settled, the group set off towards Baihe Town.

"Ugh…!" However, they hadn't gone far when a soft groan came from behind. Turning around, they saw Lüling sway slightly, as if she were about to collapse from dizziness.

"Miss Lüling!?" Xiaoyao and the others exclaimed, while Xuehan, who was closest to Lüling, rushed to support her.

"I'm fine." She waved to Xiaoyao and the others, indicating she was alright. However, under Xiaoyao's persistent questioning, Lüling finally revealed that to save Yue Ru and Xue Han from danger, she had to act quickly, trading injury for injury, swiftly defeating her father, but at the cost of serious injuries.

"Don't worry, even the most severe external injuries won't be fatal to me; it just takes a lot of energy to heal," Lüling explained. Her weakness earlier was due to the significant depletion of her energy and the dizziness caused by being exposed to sunlight.

Hearing this, Xiaoyao and the others felt even more grateful to Lüling, especially Yue Ru. She had always been resistant to Lüling's identity as a demon, but now, knowing that she had been injured to save her and Xue Han, guilt and gratitude immediately replaced her feelings. Yue Ru finally no longer rejected Lüling's identity.

"Then, how about we choose some shady spots to walk in later?" Yue Ru suggested, pointing to the shadows cast by the abandoned houses along the way in Blackwater Town.

Thus, mindful of Green Spirit's weakness, the group slowed their pace and deliberately chose to walk in areas with less intense sunlight.

Along the way, Xiaoyao and the others saw several corpses lying around them...

"The Crimson Demon King is dead. I suppose these poor corpses won't rise up to harm people anymore." Thinking of how these people couldn't even find peace after death, ultimately ending up lying in the streets, Xiaoyao couldn't help but say with emotion.

"Yes, without her demonic power, these zombies wouldn't be able to move again." Green Spirit gave a definite answer.

"However, it seems the cleanup work afterward will be very difficult." Frowning, thinking of the large number of corpses at the General's Tomb, Yue Ru couldn't help but say.

"By the way, Miss Green Spirit, the Crimson Demon King is dead, then you...?" Hearing Green Spirit say this, Xiaoyao suddenly remembered that Green Spirit was also a member of the zombies, and he asked worriedly.

"I'm not quite like them. In order to preserve my memories and abilities, the Crimson Demon King used a special method to revive me..." At this point, Green Spirit clearly recalled her unpleasant past, and her face became somewhat somber.

"Don't think about those things anymore. Anyway, that demoness is dead. You no longer need to worry about being controlled by her. You're free now." Seeing that Lüling was about to overthink things again, Xiaoyao quickly comforted her.

"Hmm..." Lüling glanced at Xiaoyao, her expression suddenly becoming strange, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Actually, Lüling was still very puzzled. She roughly knew Xiaoyao's strength, but how exactly did he defeat such a powerful Crimson Ghost King? And more importantly, at the last moment of the Crimson Ghost King's destruction, Lüling vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a terrifying aura coming from him.

Could it be that Xiaoyao was actually...?

However, some questions might be his secrets, and it would seem impolite to ask, so Lüling ultimately held back.

They walked and chatted along the way. Since there was no danger this time, Xiaoyao and the others left Blackwater Town easily and headed towards White River Town.

Finally, Xiaoyao and the others' demon-slaying mission came to an end. For Xiaoyao, regardless of the perilous or even scandalous (?) process, the fact that the number of people on both the departure and return journeys didn't decrease, but rather increased, and more importantly, the target had been destroyed, made for a truly commendable outcome.

At this moment, Xiaoyao's confidence was at its peak. The fear and despair instilled in him by the Red Demon King were completely forgotten; after all, she had been eliminated. The thought of becoming a hero in the village was like a dream come true for Xiaoyao, who had dreamed of becoming a great swordsman since childhood, and naturally, he was extremely excited.

However, would things really go as Xiaoyao expected, and would everything proceed smoothly...?

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