Tu Longjian's frankness and domineering presence won over the demonic cultivators, but some of the more cautious ones spoke up: "You infiltrated for this reason? Who knows if you have ulterior motives?"
Tu Longjian raised his head arrogantly and glanced at him disdainfully: "Stop talking nonsense, let's fight."
The demonic cultivator had no choice but to step forward. After exchanging a few blows with Tu Longjian, he was easily defeated. Tu Longjian ruthlessly cleaved him in two with a single slash, his body still surrounded by black energy.
"good!"
"Impressive skills!"
Upon witnessing her actions, the demonic cultivators no longer suspected anything. Instead, they admired her courage and strength and warmly invited her to sit down. Even the Demon Lord Mingying looked at her with a hint of appreciation.
Ji Aosi's eyes darted between Tu Longjian and Demon Lord Mingying before she decisively ushered her over to sit down.
“Sister Yi is now under my command. Are you acquainted with the Demon Lord?” she asked tentatively.
"To be honest, sister, I have a fondness for handsome men. I heard of the Demon Lord's reputation, which is why I dared to sneak in."
"So my sister is quite the sentimental one! There are so many demons in this demon realm who lust after the Demon Lord's beauty, but this is the first time I've seen one who wasn't strangled to death by him." Ji Aosi's eyes sparkled with gossip.
Tu Longjian chuckled and, in order to maintain his persona, recounted a story that would be considered adult content in modern times. This made Ji Aosi blush and look at her with admiration: "Little sister is truly an expert in this field!"
Tu Longjian remained calm and composed: "You flatter me."
Demon Lord Mingying coughed and clapped his hands, and a group of handsome men rushed forward.
"General Yi, I promise to bestow upon you a handsome man; choose one."
Tu Longjian stepped forward, examined her closely, and shook his head, saying, "Most ordinary women, I still prefer the Demon Lord's beauty."
The demonic cultivators laughed and joked after hearing her bold statement.
Demon Lord Mingying frowned, tilted his head, and asked, "Do you still have handsome men there?"
Ji Aosi had a sudden inspiration. Yi Xuan seemed to have a close relationship with the Demon Lord, so it was a good opportunity to flatter him. So she stepped forward and said, "We just arrested a cultivator in the prison. He's very handsome."
"Bring him up." Demon Lord Mingying nodded lazily. He had heard that a Nascent Soul cultivator had been captured, but he was always arrogant; a Nascent Soul cultivator was nothing in his eyes.
When Song Liqing was brought in, he was covered in tattered clothes and had a spirit-locking chain pinned to his collarbone, making him look quite miserable.
Even in such a sorry state, he remained composed, his face frosty and filled with disgust for demonic cultivators.
"Raise your head and let her see," said Demon Lord Mingying.
Upon hearing the words of the chief demonic cultivator, Song Liqing deliberately disobeyed him and abruptly lowered her head.
"Heh." Demon Lord Mingying chuckled, a prelude to his anger.
Tu Longjian quickly stepped forward and whispered to him, "The Demon Lord is of noble birth and should not make a move." After saying that, he walked towards Song Liqing.
Demon Lord Mingying touched his ear, feeling a strange itch in his heart.
Here, Song Liqing kept his head down, but a delicate hand lifted his chin, forcing him to raise his head in humiliation. When he opened his eyes, he saw a figure that surprised him greatly.
How could Junior Sister be at the Demon Cultivator's stronghold!
Wasn't she in seclusion? Could it be that the news of the city's fall hadn't reached her in time, and she had been captured by the demonic cultivators?
Damn it, those damned demonic cultivators!
He was determined to destroy these damned demons...
...Demonic cultivator.
Song Liqing stared in astonishment as her junior sister, her eyes quickly clearing of tears, walked gracefully toward the man in the head seat.
Tu Longjian said, "This one is alright looking, but he's a bit dirty. Demon Lord, may I take him downstairs to wash him?"
Demon Lord Mingying frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, and said decisively, "No."
He waved his hand, and a demonic cultivator took Song Liqing downstairs to wash up. After quickly dressing him up, he brought him back.
Song Liqing was dressed in a semi-transparent veil, like swirling clouds, which partially concealed his beautifully shaped body.
Her frosty face, though seemingly cold and aloof, held a hint of sorrow, as if her daring attire revealed a touch of humiliation, making her all the more strikingly beautiful.
Many demonic cultivators were stunned, staring intently at him. Some even approached him unconsciously, their lustful gazes sizing him up.
Tu Longjian was equally stunned. She suppressed the wicked thoughts in her heart, pretended to be lustful, strode forward, pulled him into her arms, and angrily rebuked the demonic cultivator: "He is mine!"
The demonic cultivator reluctantly returned to his seat.
Song Liqing was dazed as Tu Longjian pulled her back to her seat, where she leaned against him.
Watching his junior sister chat and laugh with the demonic cultivators so freely, without any restraint, and her hands often wandering around, Song Liqing felt like he was about to split open.
Why has my honest, diligent, and frugal junior sister become so reckless, even chatting and laughing with demonic cultivators?
Is she really the junior sister I remember?
When his junior sister acted inappropriately towards him again, Song Liqing grabbed her wrist, blushing as he said, "Please...please don't do this."
Tu Longjian pulled his hand back, causing Song Liqing's body to lean towards her. She breathed in his ear, avoiding the gaze of others, and mouthed, "Cooperate with me."
From a distance, the two appeared to be very close, while the other demonic cultivators chuckled, completely believing in the persona fabricated by Tu Longjian.
Thump!
It was the sound of a wine bottle being slammed onto the table.
For some reason, Demon Lord Mingying found the erotic scene before him somewhat jarring. He was the one who had given that handsome man to Yi Xuan, so why did he feel uncomfortable now?
He spoke in a somber voice, "Yi Xuan. He's a human cultivator prisoner. You can play him to death, but don't lose him."
"Yes, sir. Thank you, Demon Lord." Tu Longjian smiled at him, looking genuinely grateful, but Demon Lord Mingying snorted coldly and ignored him, instead bringing up the upcoming battle plan.
His plan was detailed and meticulous, and he made good use of people. He even arranged a territory for Tu Longjian to attack.
After several rounds of drinks, the celebration banquet ended, and Tu Longjian, under the cold, piercing gaze of Demon Lord Mingying, took Song Liqing back to her new lair, which was also the lair of Demon General Luo.
However, when he was stopped by the Demon Lord Mingying, he remained expressionless and casually uttered a sentence: "You shall remain in the manor."
Tu Longjian had no choice but to abandon his plan to escape with his senior brother as soon as he returned. Fortunately, given their current relationship, they could stay in the same room.
Tu Longjian took her senior brother back to the room. After tossing and turning for half the night, she sensed that the person eavesdropping had finally left. She then arranged the Sunset Banner around the room to ensure that she could sense any movement before speaking.
Song Liqing's face was already bloodshot, her voice was weak and she couldn't find her own tone. She could only stare stiffly at Tu Longjian's mouth opening and closing as he lay next to her.
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