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"What are you talking about!" Gunaara pouted, her cheeks turning red, which made Lian Cheng Xue feel a bit embarrassed as well. She quickly asked, "What's going on? How did you two end up here?"
Duck suddenly glanced secretly at Li Yunyang, noticing his serious and dazed expression, and said, "We've already heard about the elder sister's situation along the way, so we came with Gunaara to find her. But we couldn't find any trace of her, so we thought we'd come to look for you first!"
"I see. It seems the news about Shirley inheriting the title of Demon Lord has spread!" Lan Ran Qingtian began to worry. "However, even so, Shirley's situation is still dire. Right now, the Exorcists are dwindling in numbers, and in a short while, she could very well become the highest bounty target at the Exorcism Station!"
"That's right, so I need to get to my elder sister immediately!" Duck said, turning to walk out of the cave. "What do you say? If you still consider her your friend, come with me."
The group exchanged glances, and upon hearing this, Li Yunyang suddenly snapped back to reality: "I’m going to find Shirley! I absolutely won’t allow her to become some ridiculous Demon Lord!"
As he spoke, Li Yunyang grabbed Duck and started heading outside. However, after just a few steps, Feng Qingyang blocked his path: "You’re not going anywhere, especially not to find that Demoness!"
"Master!" Li Yunyang became anxious upon hearing this and knelt down to plead, "Please let me go! I will definitely find Shirley and make her give up that title of Demon Lord and return to the Exorcists!"
"Nonsense! That's simply wishful thinking!" Feng Qingyang frowned deeply and glared at Li Yunyang in anger. "That woman has already fallen into the Demonic Path. Even if she renounces the title of Demon Lord, there’s no place for her in our Exorcist world. You should completely abandon that thought!"
Li Yunyang didn’t expect his master to be so resolute this time. He feared that if he continued speaking, Feng Qingyang would threaten to sever their master-disciple relationship. Everyone present dared not speak up; however, at that moment, Feng Qingyang's next words stunned everyone.
"Just in time, there's something I need to tell you!" To cut off Li Yunyang's thoughts entirely, Feng Qingyang took out his trump card: "Regarding your marriage, I've already arranged it for you. It's with Ouyang Family's Second Young Lady: Ouyang Linglong. She's around your age and also an Exorcist; I'm sure she's a thousand times better than that Witch!"
"Marriage?" Li Yunyang was taken aback. His master had actually arranged a marriage for him, and it just happened to be with Ouyang Linglong—the second sister of Xiang Xueer—who was someone he disliked the most.
"No way?" Lan Ran Qingtian swallowed hard and turned to look at Lian Cheng Xue before quietly moving closer to him. "This is really troublesome; if Shirley finds out about this, she’ll definitely be furious!"
"Who says otherwise!" Lian Cheng Xue could no longer remain calm. Just as she was about to step forward to say something for Li Yunyang, Feng Qingyang continued to press on: "Lian Xue, you will accompany Li Yunyang to the Ouyang Family. After I deal with the Demon Lord, I will come to find you!"
Huh? Lian Cheng Xue immediately swallowed her words. This was clearly asking her to keep an eye on Li Yunyang. What a joke! How could such a thankless task be assigned to me? If I refuse, I would be disobeying my master's orders; if I comply, I would be letting down my brother who has fought alongside me. It's truly a dilemma!
Li Yunyang fell silent again. Every time he discussed Shirley with his master, it always ended up like this. No matter how much he argued, Feng Qingyang never gave Xiang Xueer a chance.
Seeing that he was obedient this time and did not refute, Feng Qingyang turned to leave. As he reached the cave entrance, he turned back once more: "Yunyang, remember, it's not that I'm heartless; I'm doing this for your own good. When that Demoness gave me her soul, she had already decided to retreat into the demon realm. She chose the throne of the Demon Lord over her humanity, including you and your friends, so it's impossible for you."
Watching his master leave, Li Yunyang choked up and turned to look at Lian Cheng Xue. He wished he could argue a few points, but he lowered his head and chose to remain silent. His heart felt like it was being torn apart; only he understood this feeling.
Duck pouted and looked at the few people in the room, rolling her eyes dramatically: "Hey, I’m done with you all. I'm going to find my sister."
Qingtian quickly stepped forward: "Don't rush, Duck. I'll go with you. Gunaara, are you coming with us or sticking with Lian Xiong?"
Gunaara was also conflicted. On one side was her master, and on the other was the man she liked. She glanced at Lian Cheng Xue and reluctantly said: "I'll go with you guys to find the master first; after all, defeating the Demon Lord is the most important thing!"
The three of them left the cave in search of Xiang Xueer's whereabouts, leaving only Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue behind. He stepped forward and patted her: "Brother Li, what’s your decision? I'm following your lead—are we going to the Ouyang Family or looking for Shirley?"
Li Yunyang clenched his fists and after much hesitation made a resolute decision: "No matter what my master says, I need to see Shirley. I want her to explain everything to me face-to-face."
Seeing his determined gaze, Lian Cheng Xue knew his mind was made up. Since that was the case, they might as well defy their master together. She nodded: "Alright, Brother Li, I'll go with you!"
It had been two days since the Demon Lord was injured. Xiang Xueer had been searching for traces left by him and Wolf King. Even from a distance, she could smell the stench of rotting flesh.
She stood at the entrance of a narrow mountain valley, her eagle-like eyes fixed intently on the darkness ahead. After a long pursuit, she finally found the beast. Xiang Xueer lightened her steps and walked inside.
At that moment, the Demon Lord was hiding somewhere in the gorge, cultivating to heal his wounds. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the rotting of his injuries. Eventually, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed onto the ground.
"Demon Lord, how are you?" Wolf King hurried over to him. Seeing the pus-filled wound, he couldn't help but furrow his brow. "What are we going to do? You can't fall down now!"
The Demon Lord gritted his teeth in anger, unable to believe that he had been struck by Black Dog Blood and Rhinoceros Horn. Those damned Ancient Artifact Ancestors made him wish he could skin them alive.
After a moment, he slowly raised his head to look at Wolf King beside him, a sinister glint in his eyes. "You're right; I still have great ambitions to fulfill. I absolutely cannot die."
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and leaped onto Wolf King's head, his five sharp claws pressing down hard as he tried to extract the true essence from within him.
"Ah! Demon Lord!" Wolf King was caught off guard. Although he knew the Demon Lord was ruthless and had already killed Fire Rat, he never expected that now he would also drain his true essence.
He struggled desperately, but his body was unable to move. The true essence began to escape from his mouth. Wolf King roared in anger, "You have such a cruel heart! I have been loyal to you, yet you want to kill me?"
With a wave of his hand, the Demon Lord swallowed Wolf King's true essence pearl. "I'm sorry, Wolf King; at this moment, I can't afford to care about anything else!"
In order to save himself, the Demon Lord disregarded the life or death of his subordinates. Wolf King was not completely drained and then collapsed onto the ground with only a large wolf skin left behind.
He quickly sat down and began to circulate energy to digest that powerful true essence. However, even after absorbing Wolf King’s essence, it only temporarily delayed the inevitable; the rotting flesh showed no signs of improvement.
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