Gao Fengzhu couldn't sit still any longer. "Qi Yan, do you know what you're saying?"

Pei Tianming was shocked and furious. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."

Qi Yan bowed and kowtowed: "Disciple's mind is made up. I beg the sect leader and master to grant my request."

Pei Tianming looked at Zhong Changyuan, signaling for his master to say a few words.

Qi Yan wouldn't listen to what the sect leader was saying.

Zhong Changyuan stared intently at Qi Yan, and finally sighed, as if in resignation, and said, "If he insists, let him do it, otherwise he won't give up."

Qi Yan challenged Sikong Ren because of an unwritten rule.

The loser will grant the winner one request.

Originally, it was something people used to have fun with.

Later, I gradually started to take it seriously.

Qi Yan's challenge to Sikong Ren was undoubtedly like throwing an egg against a rock.

Zhong Changyuan and Sikong Ren have been at odds for so many years, let alone Qi Yan.

Pei Tianming had no choice but to say to Gao Fengzhu, "Go and send someone to explain the situation to Sikong Ren and see if he agrees or not."

Meanwhile, Pei Zhi was practicing her sword in the courtyard.

It's been a long time since I've used it, so I'm bound to feel a bit rusty.

Fortunately, although she has forgotten some things, her body can help her remember them.

After finishing a set of sword techniques, Pei Zhi sheathed her sword, pushed open the courtyard gate, and planned to go to the dining hall to see what was served today.

Although Pei Zhi had stopped fasting, she still occasionally craved certain foods.

What Pei Zhi couldn't see was a man in blue clothes appearing behind her, holding a blue blade and stabbing it towards her back.

As the distance drew closer, Pei Zhi remained completely unaware.

Suddenly, Pei Zhi turned around, only to find that there was nothing behind her.

Pei Zhi scratched her head. Was it her imagination? Why did she feel a cold wind coming from behind her just now?

Pei Zhi looked around to make sure there was nothing unusual before turning and leaving.

Inside the room, the Right Protector knelt on the ground, his face full of resentment.

Sikong Ren swirled his teacup. "I warned you that none of you were allowed to touch her. What, now you dare to disobey my orders?"

The Right Protector hurriedly apologized, saying, "This subordinate dares not."

The Right Protector bowed his head: "Your subordinate... Your subordinate simply does not wish for Your Majesty to willingly await death."

"What does my life or death have to do with Pei Zhi?"

Sikong Ren sneered: "You don't think that killing her will stop the ancient tree from giving birth to the next generation of demon lords?"

The Right Protector disagreed: "Your Excellency is at the height of your power, and you are not even afraid of sword immortals in the cultivation world. If it weren't for Your Excellency's falling in love, why would the Ancient Tree abandon Your Excellency?"

Ancient trees in the demon realm are spiritual beings, and under normal circumstances, they will not easily give birth to the next generation of demon lords.

Unless, the ancient tree believes that the current Demon Lord is unworthy to be king.

Sikong Ren was surprised and hesitant: "Moved?"

Right Protector: "How many times has His Majesty made exceptions for her? He knew she was a spy, yet he still kept her around."

"And how many rules have been broken in the demon realm because of her?"

"He even risked his own safety to chase after her to the cultivation world, and even proposed to marry into her family."

"Your Majesty, you have changed since you met her."

The Left Protector scolded, "Enough, shut up."

"No, even if Your Majesty wishes to execute me, I will still speak out."

The Right Protector continued, "Since she moved His Majesty's heart, will the ancient tree postpone the arrival of the next Demon Lord now that she is dead?"

The Right Protector pleaded, "For Your Majesty's safety, even if there is only a sliver of hope, I am willing to try."

"I see." Sikong Ren nodded in surprise. "It was because I fell in love that the ancient tree abandoned me."

Since learning that the ancient tree was giving birth to the next generation of demon lords, Sikong Ren has been very puzzled.

From the moment he was born, he considered himself a qualified demon lord.

But he didn't understand why, at only a thousand years old, the ancient tree was so eager for him to welcome the next demon lord.

If he couldn't figure something out, Sikong Ren stopped thinking about it.

He arrived in the world of cultivation and proposed to Pei Tianming that he would marry Pei Zhi.

Looking back now, his actions were indeed problematic.

Instead of trying to figure out why the ancient tree abandoned him, he came to the cultivation world to ask for her hand in marriage.

They even fabricated the absurd excuse that Pei Zhi had been chosen as the next Demon Lord.

So this is what it means to be moved.

That's why, upon learning that he was about to die, he gave up everything and wanted to stay with Pei Zhi.

"Your Majesty, let me kill Pei Zhi. That way, Your Majesty may live a few more days."

Sikong Ren gestured to the Left Protector, "Have someone send him back to the Demon Realm and imprison him in the ancient tower for a month of torture."

The Right Protector, unwilling to accept defeat, questioned, "Your Excellency, are you truly not afraid of death?"

Sikong Ren stood up and waved his sleeve. "I am never afraid of death. If the ancient tree wants to abandon me because of my feelings, then I will accept it."

The Right Protector could only shake his head in anguish, seemingly disappointed and helpless.

After the Right Protector was taken away, Sikong Ren walked out of the house and stood in the courtyard, quietly looking in the direction where Pei Zhi's courtyard was located.

The Left Protector stood quietly behind Sikong Ren, without making a sound.

The Demon Lord of the Demon Realm is born in adult form.

Sikong Ren was born at the time of the death of the previous Demon Lord.

As soon as Sikong Ren was born, he was worshipped by the entire demon realm and called king.

Having lived for over a thousand years, Sikong Ren spends his days cultivating and handling affairs of the demon realm.

"Tell me, am I really different in front of Pei Zhi?"

The Left Protector pondered for a moment, "All I know is that the last person who stabbed Your Majesty has turned to ashes."

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