"Pfft..."
Giin Dharmapāṇa turned his head,
He spat out a large mouthful of blood on the ground.
This sound reminded Siyang that there was still a person like him. She was a little absent-minded when that person spoke so seriously just now.
It wasn't for anything else. It was just that her so-called serving by his side last time was just to escape from his hands. Later on, the so-called karma was just to avoid it.
She had been thinking about how to skip this matter,
But now he had come knocking on her door.
She had a... bad premonition.
This little brother seemed to be appropriate even if he didn't want to.
He had already given her a Phoenix Mountain. Even though...
Even if he didn't come, she would still be able to get it. However, once the Demon King spoke, she would firmly sit on the Phoenix Mountain Mountain Master's seat.
Giin Dharmapāṇa's Golden Cymbals were his natal Dharma Artifact,
Unfortunately..,
One of the two Golden Cymbals had a hole in it by Siyang, and the other was almost torn into pieces. However, it was caused by the other person.
The destruction of his natal Dharma Artifact had caused him to suffer heavy injuries,
And now, he was no match for Siyang.
Giin Dharmapāṇa's ending was that he was sent to Guanyin Bodhisattva's dojo to reflect on his mistakes,
While Cai Yin was a maidservant at Luo Jia Mountain,
No matter how big-hearted he was..,
Looking at the person who caused his tragic death in front of him all day long, his state of mind couldn't be much calmer.
Therefore, Siyang didn't think of showing mercy to Giin Dharmapāṇa. She turned a deaf ear to his pleas for mercy and submission. She simply broke his dantian and took his demon core.
Silently watching Giin Dharmapāṇa's body turn back into its original form, Siyang flicked out a flame from her fingertip and ignited his body. The raging fire instantly burned the entire huge centipede.
There were also natural treasures on the demon's body. She took his cosmos bag. As for his body, Siyang wasn't interested in it at all.
After doing all this, she looked at the thing in her hand and smiled. She turned around and walked towards the silent black-robed man behind her. "This is the demon core of the centipede spirit. Please accept it, Lord Goblin."
The Demon King and Si Yang looked at each other. In order to show her obedience, Si Yang lowered her eyes. The former glanced at the Demon Core in her hand and said in a low voice, "Since you are already the Mountain Lord of Feng Huang Mountain, then the Demon Core of the previous Mountain Lord is naturally yours to accept."
Si Yang's lips curled up slightly. She was satisfied with this. She had already given away the Yao Core last time. If she gave it away again this time, what would she use to increase her cultivation?
"Thank you, Lord Goblin.."
The smile on the woman's face and the satisfaction in her eyes did not escape the eyes of the person in front of her. The thin lips hidden under the cloak pursed and curled into a small arc.
From this day onwards, Phoenix Mountain changed owners. The Mountain Master was a rabbit demon that had only cultivated for a short few hundred years. However, the former Mountain Master had a high cultivation level despite only cultivating for a short period of time. There were demons from other mountains who came to challenge the Mountain Master after hearing the news. Each and every one of them were beaten black and blue and rolled down the mountain looking for their teeth.
There were even more serious cases where their demon cores were directly extracted and turned into ashes. They died without a complete corpse.
For a time, the Mountain Master of Phoenix Mountain's ferocious reputation was' praised 'by the Little Demon on every mountain for thousands of miles. Those who originally had evil thoughts weighed themselves and silently dispelled those thoughts. It was better for them to obediently stay in their own territories.
Demons had such a long life. They cherished life and stayed away from violence.
The thousand year demon core of the centipede demon had greatly increased Siyang's cultivation level. She was almost two thousand years old. She could be said to be a true Great Demon.
A few days ago, she went to Mount Emei. In the end, Bai Suzhen was still suppressed under Leifeng Pagoda and received her punishment. Xiaoqing escaped the calamity. When she returned to Cool Breeze Cave, she vowed to cultivate properly and seek revenge on Fa Hai.
After Siyang tried to persuade her, Xiaoqing's personality was stubborn. In the end, she did not say anything. In any case, after going through this ordeal, her temperament had become stable. She would not make any big mistakes.
"It's about time for your matters to be settled."
Siyang, who was carrying a small basket, had just left the cave when the person dressed in black from head to toe appeared as expected. She was not surprised at all, because this kind of situation had occurred frequently in the past few years.
At first, Siyang was still wary of him. She really did not know why this Big Boss wanted to follow her. Could it be that he had stayed in the Underground Netherworld for too long and felt that it was too monotonous, so he came up to experience the 'common life'?
She wanted to ask, but this old demon did not look easy to get along with, so she let it go. Since he did not express that he wanted her to keep her promise and serve him, Siyang was happy to play dumb and not mention it.
Just like that, one of them was cultivating, while the other would suddenly appear. From time to time, he would give her a few pointers. When she encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation, he would even throw her one or two spiritual pills or a few spiritual herbs.
Gradually, they were able to exchange a few words.
Although the Big Boss of Black Mountain did not speak much, Siyang, with the intention of building a good relationship with him, tried her best to chat with him. She deeply felt that this person was too lonely underground. If she could ease his lonely heart, perhaps she would be free.
Although Siyang had become the Mountain Lord of Feng Huang Mountain, she and Mei Niang still lived together. Their cave abode did not move, but compared to the barren cave of the past, it was of a higher grade. As the Mountain Lord, she abolished the rules that were set for the Little Demon of each mountain when Giin Dharmapāṇa was still around. There was no need for them to contribute to her filial piety during festivals. Those little things were of no benefit to her. After all …
She was now a human, no, a demon, who had taken Giin Dharmapāṇa's thousand years of accumulated wealth.
Siyang, who was squatting by the vegetable field and pulling out a carrot, paused. She did not pull out the carrot and almost lost her balance.
In a flash, a black figure appeared behind her and supported her waist with his palm.
Siyang turned her head to look at the person who was close to her. As usual, his entire body was covered by a black cloak. She could not see his face clearly, but at this close angle, she caught a glimpse of a pale lower jaw.
"What … did you say?"
The Black Mountain Demon King glanced at her and was about to leave, but a hand quickly grabbed the corner of his cloak.
Siyang, who was still squatting on the ground, raised her eyebrows and looked at him. The hand that grabbed the corner of his cloak shook twice. Her face was full of unscrupulousness.
Seeing this, the Lord Goblin was silent for a few breaths. He actually turned around and stared deeply at her: "Wang … you couldn't have said it more clearly."
"Hmm?" Siyang pretended not to know.
The Lord Goblin pursed his lips under his hood. He opened his mouth slightly and said coldly: "Serve Wang for thousands of years. That was your oath."
Yes, that's right.
Siyang agreed in her heart, but her expression was very calm: "But I also said that I need to resolve my mortal karma before I can serve Wang Shang by your side."
"And now?" The Lord Goblin's tone was not very satisfied.
"Of course it's not over yet." Xu Shilin had not grown up yet. Would Mei Niang have anything to do with him again? Who asked Cai Yin to worry so much about Mei Niang? Of course she had to protect her completely.
The black robe fluttered, and a pale hand reached out. The fingers were slender and bony. The hand reached out and covered the woman's slender neck. He felt the tender skin under his hand, the warm body temperature, and the beating pulse under his hand …
He knew that with a little bit of force, he could make … make this woman who was disturbing his mind turn into ashes.
Looking into her clear eyes, the Black Mountain Demon King's voice rolled. He paused for a moment before saying: "Aren't you afraid that Wang …"
"Is Wang Shang really willing to do that?" Siyang blinked her eyes and placed her hand on the back of his slightly cold hand. Her voice was soft, and the corners of her lips carried a smile: "Wouldn't that be a waste of your efforts over the past few years?"
The body under the black cloak stiffened. Then, it was unknown if she had hit the nail on the head, but he was angry. With a wave of his cloak, he actually pulled away and left.
Siyang was gently pushed away. She stared blankly at her own palm, then looked at the person who was walking away. She helplessly got up from the ground and slowly chased after him. If he wanted to leave, he would have disappeared in a flash. However, he still walked with a majestic gait. Wasn't it just to let her follow?
As expected of an old demon who had lived in the Netherworld for tens of thousands of years. He was indeed passionate on the outside.
She was not ignorant. At first, she was a little surprised, but as time passed and she tested him again and again, she understood.
After following him for a few steps, she realized that he was walking faster and faster. It looked like he was about to leave the range of Phoenix Mountain. Siyang knew that she could not waste time with him anymore. She quickened her pace and grabbed the corner of his clothes again.
Lord Goblin said unhappily: "Let go."
"Wang Shang, you … let me see what you look like."
"Hmm …?"
Obviously, her actions were a little out of Lord Goblin's expectations.
Siyang did not wait for him to respond. She walked in front of him. Lord Goblin's figure was quite tall. From her angle, she should be able to see his entire face. However, other than the cloak covering his entire body, he also used a spell to conceal his appearance, so she could not see his true appearance clearly.
"I want to see what you look like," Siyang said again.
Lord Goblin did not say anything. He did not agree, nor did he refuse. The black figure did not move at all.
This seemed to give Si Yang some kind of signal. She lowered her head and chuckled softly. Her body moved closer, and she slowly reached out her hand, reaching into the black hood …
The moment her white and slender fingertips were about to touch his skin, they were held by an ice-cold hand.
Siyang stared at him without blinking. Her expression was serious and stubborn. After a moment of stalemate, the hand holding her wrist slowly brought her up to his slightly thin cheek.
The hood fell, and the man's true appearance was exposed to the sunlight.
His long black hair danced in the wind. His eyebrows were sharp and curved upwards. His eyes were as dark as ink, just like where he came from. He was thinner than expected, but also more handsome than expected. It was as if he had stayed in the dark underground for too long. His skin was pale, but his lips were bright red. The gloomy and dark feeling was very compatible with him.
"How is it … Are you satisfied with what you see?"
Seeing that she did not speak, the Demon King glanced at her and asked casually, if his eyes were not so eager.
Siyang raised her eyebrows and said smoothly, "Wang Shang's appearance and charm are peerless. No one can compare to you. I also admit defeat."
Lord Goblin's eyes flashed slightly. He nodded in satisfaction, but halfway through, he realized that something was wrong. He came back to his senses and fiercely glared back.
Siyang, who had teased him, returned his gaze without a guilty conscience.
Siyang held his arm and leaned close to his side. She said softly, "Wang Shang, although the mortal world is bustling and noisy, there are more places with flowers and beautiful mountains and rivers. Why don't …"
The handsome Demon King tapped his chin lightly, indicating for her to continue.
"Why don't you accompany me to play in the mortal world first? When I'm done playing, I'll accompany you to the underworld."
Hmm …
Lord Goblin pondered for a moment. After looking her up and down, he nodded reservedly.
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