"Showing off?" Lu Suxue said.
Ye Qiuchi's expression instantly regained its calm, becoming confident, cheerful, and warm, as if what had just happened had been an illusion. "Everyone knows that she is determined to obtain the position of Demon Lord, so how could she sincerely assist him? Of Yifu's disciples, she is the only one who poses a threat, and I feel that Yifu treats her differently. "
"The Demon Lord's strictness towards the Floor Master is like that of an enemy," Lu Suxue said.
"No, this is different." Ye Qiuchi shook his head and then smiled at Lu Suxue. "In front of me, you still want to show your loyalty to Senior Sister?"
"I only serve the True King." Lu Suxue revealed a hint of charm. She was used to dressing as a woman, but her chest was so heavy that one could tell her gender at a glance. She usually had a cold and arrogant expression, but when she suddenly became charming, it was as bewitching as a deadly poison.
Ye Qiuchi's breathing became heavy. He beckoned her over. "Come here!"
Lu Suxue walked over, her chest being roughly ravaged. She was used to it and moaned, "Your Highness … we cannot let the Floor Master find out … otherwise all our efforts will be wasted …"
"Hit me!" Ye Qiuchi tore off his clothes and roared like a wild beast, his eyes filled with a deranged joy.
Lu Suxue took out a whip from somewhere and lashed it against Ye Qiuchi's body.
With stifled groans, desire rotted away in the decay. It was not dark here, but the sunlight could not enter.
After a long time, the storm subsided.
Ye Qiuchi was still smiling warmly, but there was a hint of lust at the corner of his mouth. "You've played with many women. How did you feel comfortable?"
"Of course it was the most comfortable with you," Lu Suxue humbly said. Even though she faintly felt nauseous, her smile was still very bright.
Ye Qiuchi smiled. "Good, you really know how to make people happy. Senior Sister also knows how, but she used the wrong method, thinking that I did not know of her true ambition. She thought that by controlling me, she could indirectly control the Demon Lord's throne. How naive. "
Lu Suxue thought of the changes that had taken place in the Floor Master after she and Ye Qiuchi had gotten together. She felt some pity, but that was all. She continued to laugh humbly. "Of course, she cannot escape Your Highness's grasp. But do you really intend to do that? "
Ye Qiuchi's expression darkened, but he still smiled bitterly. "She is too dazzling. If I don't destroy her, she will destroy me. Do as I say, and I'll consider teaching you a seal technique. "
Lu Suxue's beautiful eyes immediately became fanatical. Which demon didn't want to cultivate the supreme technique created by the Demon Monarch? They would pay any price for it. She cupped her fists and said, "I will not disappoint Your Highness!"
…
Ghost's Domain was just a city in the same place. It wasn't as eerie and scary as it sounded. The Ghost Domain was the self-proclaimed territory of the Ghost Race, similar to the Nine Domains of the Immortal World. The Ghost Domain's Fengdu was the sacred land of the Ghost race. The Ghost race was ruled by the Ghost King, the Desolate clan. Hundreds of years ago, the Desolate race produced a Ghost race that created an ultimate technique. From then on, the Ghost King was passed down from generation to generation in the Desolate clan. The other branches could only bow their heads and obey their orders.
The ultimate technique had a crushing effect in every aspect. No matter how much power the other branches accumulated, they would not be able to overthrow the Huang clan's rule. The Demon world respected the strong. The Ghost race's worship of the ultimate technique was the highest in the Demon world.
Yan Li had been in Fengdu for two days. What left a deep impression was the fights that could be seen everywhere. There were disputes that no one could mediate. From verbal squabbles to brawls, there were even people who used martial arts to summon friends. These fellows with horns on their heads and strange skin color were born with chaotic hearts. They were good at making simple matters complicated, and then simplifying complicated matters.
It was common to be provoked while walking on the streets.
"Hey, kid, what are you looking at? I'm talking to you. You foreign demon, why are you walking so arrogantly?"
"Walking so arrogantly?"
"Hehe, this one caught my eye. Scram!"
Following that, there was a flurry of fighting that turned the tavern upside down.
The Ghost race's buildings had an extremely strange style. Nearly every building had horns. The arches were both for decoration and for smokestacks. The longer and more curved it was, the higher the status.
Yan Li saw a building whose smokestacks made three turns before soaring high into the sky. From his point of view, those crooked buildings were like trying to attach a leg to the back of a normal human. It was as awkward as it could be.
However, these were not the unique characteristics of the Ghost race. The unique characteristic of the Ghost race was the gladiator arena. There were all kinds of gladiator arenas. Barbaric, primitive, crazy. Humans, Demons, Ghosts, Asura, Magi, and Starfall Beasts. You could enjoy the most intense battles for survival.
The gladiator arena attracted spectators by introducing new content. Gambling matches, wrist strength, duration of copulation, quantity, food intake, self-mutilation … Anything you could imagine could be satisfied here. You could buy a ticket to enter as a spectator and vent your emotions to your heart's content. You could even fight in person. The victor would receive great glory.
Women, catamites, slaves, aliens, as long as you had money, you were the uncrowned king. The gladiator arena would provide you with meticulous service. You could even enjoy it on the spot. You would not be accused of being unfair. Instead, they would chase after you like a hero and cheer for you.
All of this was enough to stimulate your senses to the greatest extent, allowing you to release the evil factor suppressed in the deepest part of your body. There were the most bloody spectators, the most manic noises, and the most unreasonable madness.
"Ah Li, kill it! Tear it apart! "
Facing the circular arena was a fat and ugly woman of the Ghost Clan. She was wearing very revealing clothes, and her makeup was extremely glamorous. Her white powder was falling off her face, and her sausage-like lips were smeared with blood. She was stepping on two handsome humans. She stared at the gladiators on the arena with lust in her eyes while rubbing her crotch with a jade tube made of an unknown material.
Ah Li was Yan Li's alias.
He disguised himself as a wandering warrior of the Demon race. On one hand, he understood this chaotic and dirty world, and on the other, he searched for clues about the Fire Leeches. Wandering warriors were the collective term for demons who had committed grave mistakes and were expelled from their records by their lord.
"The things your master left you are very precious, but Ah Li, you have to know that these are not currency that can be used in the Demon race. You might be dragged out of your bed at night and tortured because you look like a human. If it weren't for your blood, you wouldn't be able to fool the demons." The owner of the gladiator arena, Huo Bang, told Yan Li this.
His Sky Mystic Stones, gold and silver notes, Shadowless Starsilk, and even soul stones could not be used. This was because a wandering warrior who had lost his name was not qualified to obtain these precious currencies.
The currency used in the Demon World was demon coins, a currency made from the bones of demons. One or two Sky Mystic Stones could be exchanged for more than ten demon coins, which were enough to fill one's stomach for three days.
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