Me, a Demon, You Want Me to Learn Demon Hunting?

A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.

With his half-demon heritage, he carve...

Chapter 238 The King's Wedding

Meanwhile, in the distance of the desert, a red cloth fluttered by.

Just like in the illusion, an overwhelming demonic aura swept in like a sandstorm.

Fengling and Ruo Qingyan were both extremely tired.

But without taking any rest, the two of them are now in the desert!

The enormous red curtain had already reached above their heads.

The Ruo family was initially panicked, but according to the machine's location tracking, they could see that the two were moving deeper into the desert.

Then I knew they must be searching for the final inheritance.

The family wanted to go and protect the two of them.

However, it was blocked by an invisible energy and could not move forward even an inch.

So only Ruo Qingyan and Feng Ling went there, heading towards the place with the densest demonic energy.

As they walked, the jade pendant at Fengling's waist suddenly began to tremble.

He picked it up with a puzzled look and probed it with his mental energy, discovering that the red veil inside was striking the spatial barrier.

So he released it, and the red cloth flew towards the two of them.

It then rapidly grew larger, standing in front of the two people like a door.

Fengling and Ruo Qingyan exchanged a surprised glance.

This is... the final inheritance!

It turns out that when the wind chimes revealed the truth about the capital, Yaohua's successor had already been chosen.

Ruo Qingyan's face lit up with joy upon seeing this.

No one in the world wanted Fengling to obtain Yaohua Master's Yaohua Sword more than she did.

She wanted to be with him, to fight side by side.

Just like those fifty years in the illusion.

"I'll go in first."

Ruo Qingyan said softly:

"I'll go scout it out for you, and then I'll come out and tell you how to pass the level."

Although it is the last one to be passed down, we cannot let our guard down, otherwise all our previous efforts will be in vain.

So she decided to try it once first, and when she saw that she was about to pass the test, she gave up on inheriting the skill.

The wind chime smiled upon hearing this:

"Madam, are you looking down on me?"

If Qingyan blushed, she would scold softly:

"Don't shout!"

He hurried forward, but then stopped at the doorway.

Turning to the wind chimes:

"you..."

The wind chime tilted its head in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

Ruo Qingyan remained silent for a moment, then shook her head and prepared to go inside.

Suddenly, the wind chime shouted from behind:

"I like you!"

She paused slightly, a slight smile playing on her lips. The trace of confusion in her eyes vanished, replaced by determination. She parted her lips and said softly:

"I won't agree..."

Having said that, he smiled and stepped into the gate of inheritance.

Suddenly everything went dark, and a dense demonic aura enveloped them.

Ruo Qingyan frowned and looked down.

Beneath our feet lies a mountain of corpses.

The surrounding area was full of monsters, and all of them were dressed in festive red clothes.

After Ruo Qingyan entered, the monsters picked up their suonas (a type of double-reed horn), beat drums and gongs, and lit firecrackers.

The pungent smell of gunpowder made Ruo Qingyan frown slightly.

This dark world suddenly became lively.

The music that was played was exactly the same as the festive music that accompanied the bride on her way to marry into the Yao family four hundred years ago!

The music, which was supposed to be lively and festive, somehow instilled a sense of fear in people.

Ruo Qingyan looked around, wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, a red sedan chair appeared in the sky.

Several monsters carried it, slowly descending from the sky.

The long, eerie trail behind the sedan chair made Ruo Qingyan wary.

When the sedan chair appeared, the monsters cheered.

"Congratulations, King Kui!"

Congratulations, King Kui!

The deafening shouts echoed throughout the space.

But the sound of the suona still managed to drown out everything and penetrate into Ruo Qingyan's ears.

It sounded so jarring, so eerie, that it sent chills down my spine.

The next second, a figure appeared before them, clad in blood-red armor and wielding a golden dragon-patterned sword.

That is the Radiant Sword!

And the owner of that sword was none other than the renowned Celestial Master Yaohua, whose fame resounded throughout the ages!

He was clad in blood-red armor, and from a distance, he truly looked like the foremost general.

But if you look closely...

His hair was completely white, his face was aged, his eyes were sunken, and his once bright and piercing eyes were now filled with sorrow and bloodshot.

It is far from the image that people have in mind.

At this moment, he didn't seem like a celestial master guarding the border, but more like an old man in his twilight years, a trapped beast struggling desperately.

Standing on the ground, looking up at the approaching sedan chair, tears welled up in his eyes.

In the end, he closed his eyes in despair.

The sedan chair slowly descended, and the curtain was lifted by a slender hand as white as bone.

But soon, the demonic energy inside the sedan chair also surged out like a flood.

That powerful sense of oppression!

It seems comparable to the Sky Crow of the Feng Family!

Ruo Qingyan felt her body trembling.

The sounds of suona horns and shouts in the arena all disappeared.

Thump—

A million demons knelt down in unison.

"Welcome, King Kui!"

As the sound echoed, a woman wearing red embroidered shoes, a red wedding dress, and a red veil slowly walked out.

Her hands hung naturally at her sides; her skin was as white as paint, but her fingernails were indeed black.

Behind him was a head of black hair, but there was no reflection on that jet-black hair; it was as black as a black hole, terrifyingly so.

This is the infamous eighth-tier demon queen from four hundred years ago, [Xi Nu]!

"My husband, did you ever imagine that we would meet in this way?"

The bride's voice was beautiful, as ethereal as a lark in a valley.

But his tone carried a hint of disdain.

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