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"Ha ha, little brother, guns don't have eyes. Don't be so impulsive, put away your pistol, and I'll come out right now!"
Mo Ming expressionlessly retracted his pistol, his gaze fixed intently in the direction of the voice.
A man wearing a black tank top stepped out, a bitter smile on his lips.
This person had an ordinary appearance, the kind that would blend into a crowd without a trace. However, his exposed arms were filled with explosive strength, leaving a strong impression—a striking contradiction. From his gait, Mo Ming could tell that his strength was not to be underestimated!
"Hmph, damn it, you bastard Shadow Demon! If you're here, then just show yourself. Are you trying to be invisible?" Shadow Demon squinted his eyes, displeased as he stared at Mo Ming. Remembering how he had just been thoroughly defeated by Mo Ming, anger flickered across his brow.
"Shadow Demon? Your movements are quite mysterious. If it weren't for the commotion you made earlier, I might not have noticed you at all," Mo Ming said with a slight frown. Earlier, Shadow Demon had let out a soft chuckle; even though it was faint, Mo Ming still caught it.
"Ha ha, that little brother just now made a good point. You're the foolish one. I've been here for quite a while; didn't you notice anything?" Shadow Demon said disdainfully. He then turned to Mo Ming and smiled, "So you're the inheritor of the Golden Qilin Seal. Not bad; your strength is impressive. You have what it takes!"
Mo Ming replied lightly, "Shadow Demon, what rank are you among the Undead Celestial Executioners?"
"Ninth in a thousand years!" Wu Yong laughed heartily.
"Damn it, get lost!"
Shadow Demon shot an annoyed glance at Wu Yong. "Frenzied Warrior, do you think I can't take your insults? You've been gone for so long; it's about time you came back. Heh heh... you've held that position for long enough; it's time to hand it over!"
"With just you? You probably aren't qualified to take my place!"
Wu Yong scoffed dismissively, cracking his knuckles with a hint of provocation on his face as he said, "It's been a while since I've felt someone's fists—are you missing them, Shadow Demon?"
"No, you've misunderstood me. I know I'm not as strong as you; I have no interest in taking your position," Shadow Demon shook his head and smiled oddly. "It's just that someone wants to take your place—tsk tsk, she's been looking for you for a long time."
"Oh?" Wu Yong couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at Shadow Demon and sneered, "Shadow Demon, did someone take your second place?"
Shadow Demon let out a strange laugh with a hint of self-mockery, saying, "That's right, I lost. Frenzied Warrior, if you haven't made any progress over the years, then your first place won't last long either. Hehe, I'm really looking forward to that day; I've been waiting for a long time."
"The Blood Demon actually defeated you? That's quite surprising," Wu Yong said nonchalantly with a faint smile. In fact, to Wu Yong, the first place was just fleeting; he no longer cared about it. His combative nature, however, had not changed at all—Frenzied Warrior was still as combative as ever!
Shadow Demon suddenly burst into wild laughter and said, "That Blood Demon doesn't have the ability to defeat me. The one who beat Shadow Demon is not him! Hehe, you probably can't even guess who it is!"
"Not Blood Demon? Then who is it?" Wu Yong was even more astonished. He carefully thought through the top combatants in Undead Celestial Executioner and realized that aside from Blood Demon, there really wasn't anyone else with enough strength to defeat Shadow Demon.
"It's me!"
Just as Shadow Demon was about to speak, a distant voice came through—soft and feminine but icy cold.
Upon hearing the voice, Wu Yong's expression changed. He then raised the corner of his mouth into a playful smile and said, "Demon Guanyin? I never expected that a bottom-tier person would become the second in Undead Celestial Executioner. You really surprise me!"
"Thanks to you, Frenzied Warrior. I owe my success today entirely to your defeat!"
The woman known as Demon Guanyin slowly walked out of the darkness.
A faint smile lingered on her lips as her gaze remained fixed on Wu Yong. Her eyes held a strange mix of anger and a hint of joy, which was truly perplexing.
"This Demon Guanyin is the one who defeated Shadow Demon?"
Poisonous Madness looked at the frail Demon Guanyin with suspicion and said, "But I can't see anything impressive about her. She doesn't even have an ounce of killing intent; she looks like an innocent little girl. How could she become the second in Undead Celestial Executioner? It's really strange!"
"Hehe, Poisonous Madness, don't underestimate her. I can sense a heavy aura of hostility around her. Since she could defeat Shadow Demon, she must have some extraordinary qualities," Mo Ming said while carefully observing Demon Guanyin, realizing that he couldn't quite see through this woman before him.
Demon Guanyin was indeed very slender, with shoulder-length short hair. Her figure was unimpressive, with only a slight protrusion at her chest. If it weren't for her fair skin and delicate features, one might not recognize her as a woman. She wasn't conventionally beautiful, but she possessed a unique aura. However, her expression was too cold, creating a distance that felt like an icy mountain.
"Is it my fault?" Wu Yong asked in confusion. "Why me?"
"Hah, who brought me here? Think carefully!" Demon Guanyin sneered, stepping closer to Frenzied Warrior. "Frenzied Warrior, you brought me to this hellhole and then left without a word, abandoning me here. Should I just let myself be bullied if I don't strive to improve?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yong fell silent.
Demon Guanyin had been trafficked and lost for many years, sold from one person to another until she ended up in a brothel. It was Frenzied Warrior who saved her and brought her here. Known as Iron Guanyin, she had always been at the bottom of the ranks. After Frenzied Warrior left inexplicably, she relied on her own strength to survive and even achieved the second position.
"I'm sorry, Guanyin. At that time, I was very conflicted and wanted to be alone for a while. I neglected you; I'm truly sorry..." Wu Yong said with a bitter smile, filled with guilt. It was hard to imagine how a girl could endure without his protection through sheer willpower.
Now, Demon Guanyin was powerful, but the sweat she had shed was immeasurable; even if it couldn't be seen, one could imagine it. Wu Yong didn't know whether to feel happy that this girl had finally learned to rely on herself or to feel sorrow that a once innocent girl had turned into a killing machine.
"Hah, you wanted to be alone for four years—four whole years! Did you never think of me?" Demon Guanyin coldly laughed. "I wished every moment that you would suddenly appear before me, but all I received was disappointment!"
Wu Yong felt a lump in his throat, unable to respond or swallow his emotions. The bitter smile on his lips reflected his current feelings. Demon Guanyin was right; for four years, he had almost forgotten her existence. If it weren't for Lord Qian's incident, he might never have returned.
This matter was between Wu Yong and Demon Guanyin; Mo Ming wouldn't interfere but quietly listened. Although unaware of the details, he understood the situation: Wu Yong had left without saying goodbye and abandoned Demon Guanyin, who once had feelings for him.
"Forget it; I've been disappointed for so long that I no longer expect anything in this lifetime," Demon Guanyin said indifferently, her gaze fixed firmly on Wu Yong. "Frenzied Warrior, I formally challenge you; your position is about to change hands!"
Wu Yong shook his head. "Hah, there's no need for that. From now on, you are the first of the Undead Celestial Executioner. In fact, I've already planned to withdraw from this organization; what happens here has nothing to do with me anymore."
"Hmph! Do you look down on me?" Demon Guanyin snorted coldly and shot forward towards Wu Yong with incredible speed.
"No wonder Shadow Demon lost to him; his speed is indeed terrifying! But I wonder how strong he really is!" Poisonous Madness observed as Demon Guanyin nearly transformed into an afterimage in her speed—he couldn't keep up at all. Her speed was not inferior to Mo Ming's from earlier.
Moving quickly does not equate to strength.
It is merely a part of one's ability, but possessing such speed suggests that one's strength is not lacking.
Wu Yong smiled slightly, clearly not intending to fight back. When Demon Guanyin approached, he suddenly threw a punch that struck Wu Yong's chest.
"Ah." Wu Yong let out a muffled groan and was sent flying.
The punch was hard and heavy!
At the moment it hit him, the sensation was akin to being struck by a large rock. Wu Yong fell to the ground, a sweet taste filling his mouth as blood trickled from the corner.
"You won; the throne of first place belongs to you now." Wu Yong struggled to stand up, wiping the blood from his mouth with his hand, forcing a smile that stained his teeth red.
"Hmph, why didn't you fight back just now?"
Demon Guanyin roared, "Don't think this can absolve you. The suffering I've endured is something you can never repay in this lifetime. Bastard, show your true strength and fight me seriously!"
"No need for that. This is what I owe you; even if you kill me, I won't fight back!" Wu Yong shook his head, a bitter smile on his face as if he had swallowed something extremely bitter.
"Then I'll just kill you!" Before Demon Guanyin finished speaking, she rushed toward Wu Yong, clenching her fist tightly. The force was immense, cracking her knuckles as she aimed a powerful blow at Wu Yong's chest.
"Stop!" Mo Ming moved like a ghost and appeared next to Wu Yong, throwing a punch that deflected Demon Guanyin's strike.
Demon Guanyin did not expect Mo Ming to intervene and staggered back a few steps. She then coldly glared at Mo Ming and said, "You'd better not meddle in my affairs with him. I won't be controlled by the Golden Qilin Seal!"
"Why bother?"
Demon Guanyin frowned, "What?"
"No wonder people often say it's better to offend a petty person than to offend a woman. Hehe, I understand now; the extreme of love is hate..."
Everyone was speechless.
"You’re talking nonsense!" Demon Guanyin glared fiercely and charged at Mo Ming.
"A woman doesn't need to be that fierce. Hehe, Demon Guanyin, did I say something wrong?"
Mo Ming dodged Demon Guanyin's attack and stepped aside, smiling lightly. "Since you love Wu Yong, why do you have to kill him? Do you think that by killing him, the suffering you've endured over the years will be repaid? If you want to do it, go ahead; I won’t stop you. But I hope you won't regret it!"
"Mo Ming, don’t interfere. This is indeed my oversight; all the blame falls on me. Please take care of Seventh Master's revenge for me. If she wants to kill me, let her do it!" Wu Yong looked at Demon Guanyin and said with a smile, "Guanyin, I know you hate me. Since you want me dead, then go ahead and kill me!"
"No, I've changed my mind!" Demon Guanyin sneered. "Frenzied Warrior, I want you to live, to live forever in guilt. Hahaha... I think that will satisfy my hatred more than killing you!"
Her laughter was dark and chilling, making Wu Yong feel a pang of sorrow. The once innocent girl had turned into the ruthless Undead Celestial Executioner, a top killing machine. All of this was caused by him; indeed, he would live in guilt from now on, ending his days in despair.
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