The corners of Lan Hua's mouth twitched. He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to vomit blood. Then he said, "I heard that you're going to the Immortal Rainbow Palace in the Heavens beyond Heaven to participate in the Mystic Spirits and Immortals Meeting. Is that true?"
"Yeah."
"Chen Ge?!"
Shen Ying turned to look at him. "You know him?"
Lan Hua was stumped, and something flashed across his face. After a while, he said, "That's not important! I came to tell you that those Celestial Emperors aren't good people. "
"Oh." She pulled the quilt.
"You don't believe me?" Lan Hua was even more anxious now. He pulled down the blanket and said, "I'm telling the truth, especially Chen Ge. Although he has the best reputation among the ten Celestial Emperors, who knows what he does behind the scenes. "He seemed to think of something, and his brows tightened." You have to be careful! It's best not to have too much contact with people like this, understand? "
"Oh."
"But there are so many people participating in the tournament, so you probably won't meet him."
"I'm not participating in the tournament."
"What!" He was shocked.
He had accidentally overheard the disciples of the sect talking about the Mystic Spirits and Immortals Meeting. He was so impulsive that he had rushed over to remind her. Now that she had calmed down and thought about it, she was just an Earth Immortal. Furthermore, if one's Immortal Qi was so weak that one couldn't even see it, then they indeed weren't qualified to participate in the competition.
It seemed that he had been nervous for nothing. He immediately let out a long sigh of relief. "It's best if you don't go?"
"I'm going."
"What?" He had just calmed down, but now he felt a surge of anger. If it wasn't an illusion, he would have spat out a mouthful of blood. "If you don't participate in the competition, what are you going to do?"
"Father Niu said so," she said, not wanting to go either.
"What Father Niu?"
"He's an elder in charge of money in our sect."
"Has your elder gone mad?" Lan Hua was getting more and more anxious. His entire phantom was floating back and forth in front of her. "Is there no one else here? Why did they send an Earth Immortal like you to join in the fun? The Realm Beyond Heaven was not a fun place. Listen to me, don't go! "
"Probably not."
"Why?"
"Because … I think I'm the sect leader."
"…"
Huh?
(⊙_⊙)
Lan Hua was stunned for a few seconds.
Sect Leader! Her!?
"Pardon me for asking."
"Hmm?"
"The people of your sect … are their brains filled with demonic energy?" Choosing an Earth Immortal to be the sect leader!
"…"
Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, his figure swayed, and the entire phantom image slowly faded away, as if it couldn't be maintained for much longer. He was a little flustered and hurriedly instructed, "My illusory body can't last much longer. Remember to be careful of Chen Ge. He's not a good immortal. Prepare more immortal treasures and magic tools. Bring the Sun Concealing Cotton I gave you last time, and also the Kan Water Damask, the Soul Protecting Hairpin. Oh right, oh right, and the Heaven Fixing Bell … Bring all of them. " He hurriedly reported the names of a bunch of equipment, but his voice was getting softer and softer. Just as he was about to disappear, he added one last sentence.
"If you really can't do it, you can find me in the willow forest a hundred miles away! I have to go now. Remember, don't tell anyone about my visit today … "
With that, the black phantom completely disappeared from the room.
"Oh …" Shen Ying nodded seriously, then turned to look at the two people who had been standing at the door for a long time. "This doesn't count as snitching, right?"
Yi Qing: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
A while later …
"A hundred miles away, in the southwest corner of the willow forest!"
"I'll. Go. Catch!"
With a swoosh, the sword in Yi Qing's hand emitted cold Qi. In a flash, he flew out of the sect.
Little b * tch, just you wait.
— — —
Two hours later, in the main hall of Invincible Sect.
Yi Qing and Lonemoon sat side by side on the right, while Bitao, Feng Ying and Qi Chengyu sat on the left. They were all looking at the demon (immortal) who had been beaten black and blue and was tied up like a meat dumpling.
No one made a sound. The only sound in the main hall was the sound of Shen Ying, who was sitting at the head of the table, chewing on her fruit.
"Who the hell are you?" Finally, Lonemoon was the first to speak. In a low voice, he asked, "What is your purpose for breaking into Invincible Sect in the middle of the night?"
Lan Hua felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He glared at Lonemoon, who was sitting at the head of the table, his stomach full of resentment. Didn't they agree not to tell anyone? Indeed, no immortal cultivator could be trusted!
"Speak!" Seeing that Lan Hua did not respond for a long time, Yi Qing raised his hand and five or six swords made of immortal Qi appeared around him. The sword Qi pressed down on him, leaving him nowhere to run.
Lan Hua's wounds hurt even more. Thinking back to the scene in the willow forest, he wanted to vomit blood. He had been cultivating for many years. Although he had not become a Skyfiend, to put it bluntly, he was invincible below the Celestial Emperor level. He had never thought that he would be beaten up by a Young Emperor! Damn it, sword immortals were indeed perverted. This one was especially perverted!
He glanced at the immortal swords beside him to prevent himself from getting hit again. Then, gritting his teeth, he said his real name, "I am Lan Hua!" Then, he laughed coldly and looked at the two people who had asked him the question, waiting for them to look panicked. That's right! He was Lan Hua, the Demon Lord Lan Hua!
"Lan Hua …" Lonemoon frowned. "Who?" What kind of stupid name was that? Ye Hua!
"…" He felt like he had been stabbed.
"Bitao. You've been in the immortal realm the longest. Have you heard of him?"
"Lan Hua … Lan …" Bitao lowered his head and thought for a moment. After a while, he said with certainty, "No."
"…" Another stab.
"Impossible!" He panicked and struggled to sit up. "Think carefully. Demon Lord Lan Hua of the Heavens beyond Heaven! The one who single-handedly challenged the ten Celestial Emperors a thousand years ago! It's impossible that none of you have heard of him, right? "
"No!" Everyone answered in unison, including those who were still chewing on fruits.
"…" They wanted to vomit blood!
Lonemoon: "Is there a Demon Lord in the immortal realm?"
Bitao: "This is the first time I've heard of it too."
Qi Chengyu: "Perhaps there is. Wasn't I a Demon Supremacy before?"
Shen Ying: "I've seen a Demon King before."
Yi Qing: "This one is probably too weak to be called a Demon King!"
System: [Ding! Don't call him a Demon King. Be civilized!]
Lan Hua: "…"
That's enough! You can't insult a demon like that!
Lan Hua had been in hiding for thousands of years. He had been a demon for tens of thousands of years. This was the first time he realized that his reputation was so low. Then for the past several thousand years, he had been trembling with fear, hiding his head and showing his tail, afraid that his enemies would discover his tracks. What was it for? What was it for?
The demon life was so hopeless …
"Cut the crap!" Lonemoon was getting impatient with the questions. He looked at the man in the middle who looked like a frosted eggplant. "You've sneaked into Invincible Sect twice. What are you trying to do?"
Only then did he suppress his broken heart. He glared at Shen Ying with even more resentment. He looked like he had given up on life and replied, "I was trying to absorb the demonic Qi around me to increase my cultivation."
"Then why are you doing it tonight?"
"For her!" He looked up at Shen Ying. "I didn't want to come either, but I left something with her."
Lonemoon's expression darkened. That's not right. Shen Ying had already handed over the pile of demonic Qi. Could it be that she had a secret stash of money?
"What is it?"
Lan Hua looked at Shen Ying, his eyes filled with grievance. He subconsciously replied, "My heart."
Shen Ying: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
With a swoosh, an immortal sword was pressed against Lan Hua's neck. Yi Qing's sword Qi was overflowing. Enunciating each word, he said, "How many pieces do you want to become?!" Indeed, he was a little b * tch who coveted his master!
Everyone: "…"
Did they … just hear a devil-monarch level confession to a girl?
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