Chapter 91
In the blink of an eye, Ye Kongliang arrived in a dense forest.
This must be a trick that woman played on him. He gave up after trying it a few times. It was actually a real forest!
How could this woman possess such powerful magic? Had he truly underestimated her?
He calmed himself down and carefully observed the changes around him. He heard birds chirping but couldn't hear them. There was no wind, but the leaves were rustling.
The place was eerie, but Ye Kongliang had no idea where he was.
Could it be that the woman possessed some kind of teleportation magic, and moved him to a remote forest?
The rustling of leaves above his head continued, carrying an inexplicable sense of danger. His mind was in turmoil, and he instinctively moved away from the tree.
As he walked, he came across a boundless lake.
As if drawn by something, he unconsciously moved slowly closer to the lake.
He felt thirsty and wanted to squat down to drink some water, but he accidentally slipped and fell into the lake.
When he woke up again, he found himself back in the Northern Demon Realm.
Ye Zikun brought back a woman, and they were making out intimately in the room.
He was immediately enraged and stepped forward to grab Ye Zikun's ear: "What kind of time is this? I'm fighting on the front lines, and you're here playing with women. How could I have a son like you!"
The woman in Ye Zikun's arms was startled. She quickly put on her exposed clothes and knelt down to the side, trembling.
Ye Zikun was completely bewildered. He had clearly locked the door, so how did his father get in?
"Dad, what are you saying? Today is my birthday. Didn't you say I could do whatever I wanted?" Ye Zikun covered his reddened ear, wincing in pain.
Ye Kongliang was taken aback: "Is today your birthday?"
He glanced at Ye Zikun; his son seemed to look a few years younger.
Ye Kong felt a chill run down his spine and asked, "How old are you on your birthday today?"
Ye Zikun was a little confused, but he still answered honestly, "Fifteen."
Ye Kongliang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. What was going on?
How did I end up back three years in the past?
The sky was clear and blue, but Ye Kongliang didn't notice that there was an eye staring at him.
Yes, that's right. Before Leng Huai went into seclusion, he asked the Dream Demon to assist Mo Xiaoxin.
As long as Ye Kongliang, this great scourge, is trapped in this dream, we can save ourselves a lot of trouble.
Mo Xiaoxin stood on the city wall, looking at Ye Zikun shouting and yelling below as if he were a fool.
Mo Xiaoxin swung the Ice Shard Sword directly, its core piercing Ye Zikun's chest.
Ye Zikun stared in disbelief, his eyes wide, and then he collapsed to the ground.
Ye Kongliang's disappearance and Ye Zikun's death were nothing more than a matter of great ease for Mo Xiaoxin.
Everyone was stunned; they hadn't expected the Demon Queen of the Demon Realm to be so powerful.
With two important figures running into trouble one after another, the demons of the Northern Demon Realm were thrown into chaos, all showing signs of fear.
The person who had been standing behind Ye Zikun finally stepped forward, took off his hat, and revealed a man's face.
"Qiao Yun, it's been a long time," Mo Xiaoxin said calmly.
Qiao Yun's face was extremely gloomy, a far cry from his usual respectful demeanor. His eyes were full of resentment: "Your Majesty, it has indeed been a long time. Your skills are truly astonishing. However, they were just fooled by your little tricks. They can't fool me!"
As soon as Qiao Yun spoke, another person stepped out from behind him—it was Ye Deqing.
Mo Xiaoxin sneered: "It seems that all the real traitors and betrayers from the Demon Realm have arrived today."
The icy sword in her hand gleamed: "Then my sword will have to come in handy again."
Mo Xiaoxin was about to attack the two of them when one of the soldiers behind her suddenly launched an attack on her.
She quickly pushed the man away: "What are you doing?"
The soldier's eyes were vacant, and he didn't answer her questions. He just stared in her direction and kept attacking.
She caught a glimpse of the other people on the city wall out of the corner of her eye, and her hair stood on end.
These people were like soulless puppets, their eyes fixed on her. They rushed towards her with incredible speed, weapons in hand!
Mo Xiaoxin immediately understood.
It was Ye Deqing's doing again!
A melodious piano tune drifted up from below.
Ye Deqing held a light green flute in his hand.
A horde of people was rushing towards her. Among them, she saw the people who had won weapons during the guessing game at the banquet at the Ye family that day. They were brandishing weapons, and the power of these weapons had plunged the entire demon realm into chaos.
Mo Xiaoxin cursed under her breath and quickly ran upwards.
Standing atop the watchtower, Mo Xiaoxin spotted a familiar face among a group of puppet figures.
It's night-blooming jasmine!
Wasn't she dead?
She watched as Ye Deqing pushed his daughter into the abyss...
She couldn't possibly be mistaken.
Could it be that Ye Deqing felt guilty, so he made an exact replica of her to replace her?
What a despicable pervert!
Faced with so many puppets, Mo Xiaoxin really didn't know what to do for a moment.
These people are all citizens of the Demon Realm; she can't possibly kill them all.
Ye Deqing's face revealed a confident smile: "I really have to thank you, Demon Queen. If you hadn't eliminated the great threat of the Northern Demon King for me, I wouldn't have been able to show my face! Now that he has disappeared, Leng Huai's cultivation technique cannot be completed, and the position of Demon Lord of the Demon Realm is mine! The Demon Realm and the Monster Realm will be ruled by me, Ye Deqing, alone!"
Mo Xiaoxin grasped the key point: "Why couldn't Leng Huai's cultivation technique succeed? What did you do?"
Ye Deqing laughed heartily: "I am very happy right now, in a great mood! Let me tell you, guess why Leng Huai hasn't come out of seclusion yet? It's because I tampered with things, he will die inside!"
"You!" Mo Xiaoxin was a little flustered, but she told herself to stay calm.
She felt a chill run down her spine as she watched the frantic people trying to climb up. She prayed in her heart that Leng Huai would pull through.
The soldiers on the watchtower frowned when they saw the dazed man below. Although they found it strange, they still surrounded Mo Xiaoxin to protect him.
At least half of the people in the entire Demon Realm are controlled by Ye Deqing.
Their forces were originally capable of contending with the Northern Demon Realm, but now they have lost half their strength and are clearly short-handed.
But if she were to admit defeat now, she wouldn't be Mo Xiaoxin.
A resolute glint flashed in Mo Xiaoxin's eyes as she shouted, "Ye Deqing, you want to be the Demon Lord? Dream on!"
No matter what, she was determined to give it her all!
Mo Xiaoxin combined the magic of the Ice Shard Sword and the Demon God Staff, and the ice and fire intertwined to form a huge ice and fire ball that flew fiercely towards Ye Deqing.
Qiao Yun, standing below, revealed a sinister expression and stood alone in front of Ye Deqing, using the sword given to him by Leng Huai to block Mo Xiaoxin's attack.
The flute music continued as Ye Deqing played the flute with one hand, while a golden vortex emanated from the palm of his other hand, channeling spiritual energy into Qiao Yun.
This attack cost Mo Xiaoxin a significant amount of his magical power.
Time was of the essence; she had to resolve this as soon as possible, otherwise the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for them.
The two spiritual energies intertwined in the air, forming a huge shockwave.
Suddenly, Mo Xiaoxin felt several streams of spiritual energy being transmitted to her from behind. She turned around and looked.
It turned out to be Yue Ke, Yue Si, Xian Fei, Li Zhao, and Liu Qing.
All five of them used their spiritual power to help Mo Xiaoxin.
Mo Xiaoxin smiled at them, and then unleashed all her spiritual power to attack.
The puppets silently climbed the watchtower and began fighting the soldiers. The person who led the puppets to break through the watchtower was none other than Minister Xue Dahai.
Xue Dahai was extremely arrogant: "We meet again, Your Majesty the Demon Queen, but we will soon have to say goodbye."
Mo Xiaoxin looked at Xue Dahai with disdain: "So you betrayed Leng Huai too."
The puppets were numerous, and even the soldiers, with their superior martial prowess, were outnumbered and suffered injuries.
As she watched the soldiers protecting Mo Xiaoxin fall one by one, she was extremely anxious.
Currently, their side clearly has a slight edge in magical power, but if they defeat Yue Ke and the others, they will definitely be at a disadvantage.
But what was bound to happen would happen. The soldiers fell one by one, and the puppets attacked Mo Xiaoxin again.
Yueke: "Don't give up, the Demon Realm cannot lose!"
After saying that, she went forward alone to fight the puppets, but she couldn't manage it all by herself, so Yue Si had to step back and assist Yue Ke.
Without the spiritual power of the two people, Mo Xiaoxin's side was clearly less offensive, and the strength of both sides was evenly matched.
Then the other puppets rushed up, and Li Zhao and Liu Qing had no choice but to retreat and deal with them.
Xian Fei gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will always be here!"
But it seemed that the two of them alone were about to be unable to withstand the attacks of Ye Deqing and Qiao Yun.
She had always thought the system had directly mastered ice magic to its highest level, but the system accidentally let slip that they could only replicate existing ice magic, namely the ice magic from Yue's era. Later, she discovered that Yue's wasn't the highest level, and that it could be broken through further.
During this time, she has been working hard to cultivate ice magic, but perhaps she lacks the talent, no matter how hard she tries, she can't break through to the highest level.
She remembered Leng Huai saying that whether it was ice magic or fire magic, to break through to the highest level, one had to rely on one's own enlightenment, and perhaps one day one would suddenly have an epiphany.
If she could reach the highest level, these people would definitely be no match for her, but thinking about it now is useless.
She sighed helplessly to herself. She was just a newbie who had improved by obtaining the system's skills; she had no real talent for understanding.
Looking at the demon warriors fighting bloody battles below the watchtower, and Yue Ke and the others who were desperately protecting her, she felt a little annoyed. Of all the people the system could have chosen, it had to choose her. If it had chosen someone with high talent, would things have turned out differently?
As her thoughts were churning, she suddenly felt a warm, gentle feeling spreading through her heart like spring water melting ice. A pink lotus flower quietly bloomed on her chest, its petals layered and shimmering with a soft light.
The once barren land of the Demon Realm was touched by light, and tender red flowers sprouted from the ground, while green grass emerged from the cracks in the rocks.
Even the crazed puppets stopped instantly, their soulless appearance vanished, and their empty eyes regained their brightness. They couldn't help but look puzzled when they saw their surroundings.
Everyone was stunned, staring at Mo Xiaoxin, who seemed like a god descending to earth to illuminate the world.
Yueke looked at the lotus flower and murmured, "This... isn't this the Snow Lotus?"
Ye Deqing was puzzled when he saw that the puppets were not obeying his commands. But when he saw Mo Xiaoxin's appearance, he instantly understood: "She has actually broken through to the highest level of ice magic!"
The lotus gently stepped on Mo Xiaoxin's fingertips, then floated into the Ice Shard Sword and the Demon God Staff, and then condensed into a huge spiritual power.
With a loud bang, Qiao Yun and Ye Deqing were thrown back by a powerful impact, both landing on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"ah--"
Just as everyone was still reeling from Mo Xiaoxin's astonishing abilities, a man's scream came from below.
Everyone looked toward the direction of the sound.
A sword was seen piercing straight into Ye Deqing's chest, and the person holding the sword was none other than Ye Hualing.
Ye Deqing was already seriously injured, and when Ye Hualing's sword pierced his heart, he could no longer bear the burden.
He pointed a trembling finger at Ye Hualing, his eyes wide with astonishment, blood streaming from his mouth: "You...you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground.
Ye Hualing drew her sword expressionlessly, exchanged a glance with Mo Xiaoxin standing on the watchtower, and then left without looking back.
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