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 295 Ninth-Order Demon King! Ten Miles of Ghostly Nightmare!

The seats for each family were arranged in a circle around the center.

There are only two seats in the middle.

One of them had "[Blessings from the Spirit]" written on it...

The man next to Zhu Yu Tao Ling frowned upon seeing the sign:

"What does this mean? Can't they even write the character '饕'? What's their level of education? This is outrageous..."

Then I glanced at the sign next to me that read "Ten Miles of Ghostly Nightmare".

"That demon responsible for writing must have been killed already, for he even wrote his own patriarch's name so badly..."

Zhu Yu Tao Ling couldn't help but chuckle and said:

"This must have been written by him."

Then, the man beside him slowly squatted down, wiped the chair and table with his sleeve, and said very respectfully:

"Master, please have a seat."

As soon as Zhu Yu Tao Ling sat down, the man immediately knelt on one knee and stretched out his hands in front of her legs.

She slowly raised her leg, revealing a pair of perfectly shaped long legs beneath her dress. The planet beneath her feet disappeared, and her beautiful foot gently rested on the man's hand.

The man held her delicate feet in one hand, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Like a queen, she raised her head and looked at the demons present with great interest.

Finally, his gaze settled on Hawkeye and the Blood Curse Infant, and a slight smile played on his lips beneath the veil.

He said softly:

"They're both better than you..."

The man simply said in a deep voice:

“I will surpass them for you, my esteemed king.”

As people took their seats one by one, the room filled with chairs.

All the tables and chairs set up in the venue were occupied.

In other words, everyone invited by Shili Guiyan has come.

Only he himself has not yet arrived.

Before they arrived, all the demons in the arena were discussing the wind chimes.

Wind Chime is incredibly popular right now; everyone, from the spirit master world to the demon world, is talking about him.

A tall monster approached from afar, with two red demonic horns on its head and tattered, blood-red demonic wings behind it.

His muscles were bulging with veins, and he exuded a very powerful aura.

The aura was immediately apparent; it was an eighth-tier demon lord!

A boy who was only 1.5 meters tall was following beside him.

The boy had a black ring around his eyes, was baring his teeth, and had a wide grin; one of his teeth was missing...

With wide eyes and an excited expression.

He's a rather cute little boy.

However, no one could sense his aura.

Everyone guessed that this might be the son of the person next to them, although they didn't look alike at all.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the burly monster, and hardly anyone noticed him.

I was surprised. Was this the Ten-Mile Ghost Nightmare?

None of them had ever seen the Ten-Mile Ghost Nightmare in its true form.

Only level eight?

So, does that mean there's only one Demon King in the capital right now?

But what was unexpected was that when the burly monster walked up to the tombstone and the table and chairs, it lay down on the ground!

"My king, please take a seat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy stepped on the back of his head as a footrest and sat down on the chair.

He grinned, revealing his gap-toothed front teeth, and his eyes gleamed red.

"Welcome, everyone, to my territory!"

The voice was very childish, like that of a little boy whose voice hadn't yet broken down.

Everyone: !!!

So, this is the Ten-Mile Ghost Nightmare!

Now, everyone began to take a closer look at the somewhat cute little boy.

It doesn't look special at all.

She is very short; when she sits on a chair, her feet probably can't even touch the ground, just like Xiao Hui.

But the black symbols around his eyes, like a vortex, make me feel like I'd be hypnotized if I stared at them for too long.

His face was deathly pale, his lips were turning purple, he had lost a front tooth, and he spoke with a lisp...

Apart from that, it has no other distinguishing features.

He had no breath on him, like a sickly elementary school student who had stayed up too late.

If you hadn't seen it before, you would never believe that this is the Ten-Mile Ghost Nightmare.

They also guessed that the words in the scene were probably written by him...

He looks like the kind of elementary school student who didn't study hard in school...

No one spoke, but Shili Guiyan continued to laugh.

At the same time, he turned his head and glanced at Zhu Yu Tao Ling.

He said with a grin:

"How have you been?"

Zhu Yu Tao Ling smiled and nodded.

He then turned to look at everyone present and got straight to the point:

"The Feng family is coming back, but I don't want them to come back."

"And I think none of you here want that."

"This is the purpose of my meeting: to form the Capital City Demon Clan Alliance and work together to resist the so-called Feng family."

After saying that, the smile on his face gradually turned crazy:

"The Feng family is nothing but a bunch of old men and women! Hahaha!"

"From this day forward, this capital city belongs to our alliance!"

He then pointed to the sky, a cold smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with excitement:

"We will take down that heavenly home together!"

The childish voice echoed, but none of the demons in the arena spoke.

At this moment, a demon suddenly spoke up:

"We don't recall saying we wanted to join, did we?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Shili Guiyan's face vanished.

He frowned, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the demon with a puzzled expression.

He seemed to be thinking about something, then a smile appeared on his lips again.

But that smile was a little creepy!

The next second, he suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of the monster, standing on the table made of the tombstone.

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