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“Duckbill Mountain?” Red Eyes flickered with an unusual light and then coldly laughed, “Hahaha, interesting. But even if that guy comes out, so what? He’s not even worthy to carry my shoes.”
“I know that Demon Lord doesn’t take him seriously, but…!” Heart Demon started to speak but hesitated.
“What’s with the stammering? What happened? Hurry up and say it!” With a commanding tone, Heart Demon immediately reported, “Actually, it’s not a big deal. It’s just that Your Highness seems to be involved, along with the Exorcist companion by her side. I still need to consult Demon Lord about this matter!”
“I see!” After listening to the explanation, Demon Lord laughed again, “Since that’s the case, it’s not bad at all. Let her handle this matter; you continue to observe from the sidelines and intervene when necessary!”
“Yes!” After Heart Demon finished speaking and stood up to leave, it suddenly stopped again, “Demon Lord, there’s something I find very strange.”
“What is it?” It was rare for Heart Demon to appear so troubled.
“The demonic blood within Your Highness seems to be suppressed and fluctuates unpredictably!” Heart Demon frowned deeply, “Moreover, I observed that she seems to place great importance on those people around her.”
“Oh? Is that so?” Red Eyes quickly narrowed again, its fine pupils seemingly swirling with different emotions, “It seems she has been living as a human for too long and has picked up their bad habits. Emotions are the easiest thing for them to lose themselves in!”
“Yes, I share the same thoughts as Demon Lord!” A cold glint of Killing Intent flashed in Heart Demon’s eyes, “Demon Lord, do you need me to take action personally?”
“No need! As long as she truly Awakens, no human emotion can sway her beliefs!” Demon Lord was very confident, “It wouldn’t hurt to add a little twist now and then; just handle it as you see fit!”
“Understood. I will proceed accordingly!” Heart Demon nodded and retreated with its head lowered until it disappeared from sight.
“Everything is under my control.” The red eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, exuding a murderous and bloody aura: “Heart Demon, just remember, in this world, you are the only one I trust the most!”
In the darkened alternate space filled with the bloody atmosphere of Duckbill Mountain, Xiang Xueer was sitting in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky. Suddenly, a face appeared in the sky. She frowned and looked closer; it was actually the unpleasant face of Li Yunyang. She quickly shook her head, thinking, No way, how could I think of that idiot?
"Not good, not good!" She quickly patted her forehead and turned to walk into the room. "I think I should go to bed early; I'm so exhausted from all this fighting that I'm starting to hallucinate!"
In the morning, Xiang Xueer was still sleeping soundly in the side room when the outside began to ring with sounds of clanging. When she stepped out, she saw Lian Cheng Xue already starting to forge the Thousand-Year Mysterious Iron sword.
By the time she walked out of the house, a black Black Iron Sword had just been forged and was glowing red hot. After steam billowed up from the water, Lian Cheng Xue raised the sword in his hand. "Finally caught up!"
Xiang Xueer looked at his bloodshot eyes and realized he had indeed put a lot of effort into his research during this time. She walked over and examined the sword in his hand; it was exquisitely crafted and incredibly sharp. She praised, "Not bad! We can act tonight!"
Lan Ran Qingtian had already started preparing horses and water at the door. At this moment, Lian Cheng Xue brought over a plate from the side. "Miss Xueer, time is tight; I've only made this amount of bullets. I found Black Powder, and although I followed your instructions, I don't know if it will work!"
Xiang Xueer took a handful and held it in her hand. The silver coating on the bullets was already done. She weighed them carefully and smiled with satisfaction. "This is good! Lian Cheng Xue, your family craftsmanship is truly impressive!"
Lian Cheng Xue felt a bit embarrassed upon hearing this. "Where? It's still thanks to your detailed blueprints. How can I compare to Fire King? He is a master in weapon forging."
"Don't be modest!" Xiang Xueer picked up an AK47 and loaded the bullets into the chamber. They fit perfectly, and she nodded in satisfaction.
Lian Cheng Xue had injuries and had lost a lot of blood earlier. Seeing his pale face and the beads of sweat on his forehead, Xiang Xueer wiped his sweat with her sleeve. "Look at all that sweat on your forehead! You should rest first! Leave the rescue mission to us."
"What?" Lian Cheng Xue urgently grabbed Xiang Xueer's hand tightly and exclaimed, "How can that be? Didn't we agree that I would personally rescue the Exorcist from the village?"
Sigh! This was indeed a troublesome matter; convincing this stubborn Lian Cheng Xue would be quite a challenge. If it came down to it, she might have to pull out her sister's trump card.
Xiang Xueer tightly held his warm hand with her small one. "I know you really want to go right now, but look at your condition; you're not even fully recovered yet. Besides, we're going to save people. Don't worry; I will definitely fulfill my promise to you. Once we get them out, the Blood Blade of a Hundred Demons mission will still be entrusted to you!"
Lian Cheng Xue disagreed a thousand times in his heart as he looked down at their tightly clasped hands. Suddenly, his face flushed red, and he quickly released her hand. "Miss Xueer, just let me go! I promise I won't cause any trouble!"
This guy, Xiang Xueer, felt a bit frustrated. It seemed that the beauty strategy was ineffective. She finally couldn't hold back any longer and her expression darkened. "I said no means no. You stay at home and rest properly. Look at you, you're like a soft-shelled shrimp, barely able to stand. Going out would only cause trouble. What if we can't save the person and then have to take care of you, the patient?"
A few words left Lian Cheng Xue speechless. At the doorway, Lan Ran Qingtian also heard the commotion and smiled apologetically. "Lian Xiong, just listen to Shirley. She makes a good point!"
Lian Cheng Xue frowned tightly and didn't say anything more, presumably having given up on that idea. The two exchanged glances, mounted their horses, and rode away.
Once they left, Lian Cheng Xue quickly walked over to the furnace, picked up the sketch of the Grenade, and studied it closely. Before long, the yard was filled with the sound of hammering.
Xiang Xueer and Lan Ran Qingtian spurred their horses towards Duckbill Mountain, holding the finished Black Iron Sword in hand. Xiang Xueer had already loaded bullets into her gun; tonight's mission was to rescue Li Yunyang and the captured Exorcist.
Taking advantage of the daylight, they hurried along and reached the foot of Duckbill Mountain by evening. Xiang Xueer stood at the base and observed; it seemed that Duckbill Mountain was somewhat different than usual.
"Purple mist?" Lan Ran Qingtian furrowed his brows as he immediately noticed something was off. "This is an ominous sign; I have a bad feeling about this!"
"Hey, don't scare me! Every time you say you have a bad feeling, something always happens," Xiang Xueer said as she secured their horses and lifted her Black Iron Sword. The two began to walk up the mountain.
When they arrived at the entrance of the upper village, the guards around seemed unchanged from before; there were no additional guards since their last night visit. Could it be a trap?
The two dared not act recklessly and hid in a nearby haystack to observe. The cold wind sent chills down their spines. Xiang Xueer instinctively touched her arm; it was clearly summer, so why was there such an eerie cold wind?
"Ah-choo!" Xiang Xueer sneezed and quickly covered her mouth. Seeing this, Qingtian stealthily took off his outer coat and draped it over her shoulders. The warmth immediately transferred to her body. She turned to look at him and smiled, "I didn't expect you to have such a gentle side!"
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