Chapter 71 Blood Moon City: "He and the young master are no different."
Ying Shixue raised her eyes, and the moment her gaze met his, her pupils turned dark red for a split second.
Ye Chao raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the black dragon that seemed to appear and disappear behind him.
"You're really slow." Beside him, Chi Yuan complained, but couldn't help showing off to the others, "You're not the only ones with companions."
As he said this, he raised his hand and placed it on Ye Chao's shoulder, a smug expression on his face, his deliberately lowered voice sounding as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Don't you dare embarrass me at a time like this!"
Ye Chao glanced at him but ignored him.
He looked at the plain-clad girl in front of him who held the Rangchen Sword, and opened his arms.
A spirit tablet floated above his palm.
“If the young master wishes to talk, he can come to Blood Moon City to find me. Why make things difficult for a… injured person?”
Fu Yunyao looked at the token that was slowly floating in front of her, and then looked at the Demon Lord in front of her, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a kind look on his face.
"Night Tide? The city lord of Blood Moon City, one of the seven cities of the Demon Realm?"
Upon hearing her reveal her identity, Ye Chao smiled and said, "It seems I have quite a reputation among mortals."
"After all, the previous lord of Blood Moon City died by my sword."
"In that case, I should thank the young master." He said, glancing up at the blood moon on the horizon and letting out a soft sigh.
Demonic energy emanated from his body, enveloping him and Chi Yuan.
The wind blew by, carrying with it the last words he left behind as his figure completely disappeared.
"Blood Moon City welcomes you at any time."
Silence returned to the surroundings, broken only by the crackling of the campfire.
The Dust Sword emitted a cheerful chime and transformed once more, landing at Fu Yunyao's waist.
Fu Yusheng looked at the "begonia flower accessory" that was still shimmering with frost-like light, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Sister Yao, so where are we now..." Mo Beili freed the end of her hair from the person beside her and asked. "Are we going to the Blood Moon City he mentioned?"
"Mm." Fu Yunyao responded, taking the token left by Ye Chao in her hand.
Mo Beili lowered her head slightly, and after a while, she finally couldn't help but speak, "I don't understand."
"What?"
"I always thought that demons were born ruthless, filled only with killing and desire. They were born in a terrifying abyss. So, they also fear the darkness?"
Fu Yunyao gazed at the horizon. With the departure of the night tide, the blood moon had once again vanished, leaving only a hopeless darkness in the sky of the Demon Realm, much like the forbidden area of the Yaotai Realm.
She spoke softly.
"No one wants to live in hopelessness and loneliness forever, not even the devil."
"No one wants to live in loneliness and despair forever, not even the devil."
Fu Yunyao's voice was very soft, yet it seemed to be tapping on Fu Yusheng's heart.
He gazed at the girl's quiet and gentle face, as if he could see her again, leaning against the stone wall in the dimly lit forbidden area, looking up at the spring sunshine.
Fu Yunyao raised her eyes and met his gaze.
He paused, his fingertips twitching slightly beneath his sleeve.
Finally, a smile appeared on his lips as he silently gazed at her.
The forbidden land could not confine her, nor could those endless years. Nothing in the world could hold her back. If anything could, he would be the sword in her hand, singing softly for her, shedding blood for her, helping her to have a smooth path ahead and a carefree life.
...
In Blood Moon City, a blood-red moon hangs in the sky, its crimson light spilling across the city.
On the street, demons dressed in various colors wandered around, making Mo Beili feel disoriented for a moment. If she hadn't seen the beast ears on their heads or the beast tails on their backs, she would have really thought that she had entered a town with unique customs.
The demon race seems to be quite different from what she imagined.
Fu Yunyao led her into a small alley. Just as Mo Beili was about to speak, he saw the person beside him pause slightly.
The sword at her waist trembled slightly. Fu Yunyao turned her head slightly and glanced at the demon who had been following them since they entered the city.
The demon, caught off guard by her gaze, was about to flee in panic when she turned around and saw a young man with a handsome face leaning against the alley entrance. His light-colored eyes seemed to hold the lightness of spring water, and his smiling gaze only made the demon feel afraid.
He turned back in horror and looked at the girl in front of him who was playing with a token. The words "Blood Moon" on the token made his eyes dazzle.
"Lead us to the City Lord's Mansion?" Fu Yunyao asked, her voice tinged with laughter.
The demon looked at the token in her hand and felt dizzy.
Why would this token, symbolizing the Demon Lord's identity, appear on a mortal? If it weren't for the Demon Lord issuing a decree seven days ago forbidding them from entering the human realm, he wouldn't have been able to resist secretly following these humans.
The new Demon Lord of Moonblood City is powerful, but he's too indifferent.
Seeing that he was silent and looked dazed, Mo Beili asked him with some concern.
"Sister Yao, is he scared out of his wits?"
Demon: You're the one who's scared out of your wits! Your whole family is scared out of your wits!
"Perhaps." Fu Yunyao put away the token and walked outside.
Mo Beili followed closely behind her, "So how are we going to get to the City Lord's Mansion?"
The Neglected Demon: ...
He couldn't help but call out to them, "Hey, Lord Night Tide isn't in the City Lord's Mansion right now!"
To prove he wasn't completely terrified, he continued smugly, "Beg me, beg me and I'll tell you that Lord Night Tide is..."
Before he could finish speaking, a cold sword was pressed against his brow. Feeling the aura emanating from the blade that made his very soul tremble, he swallowed the rest of his words.
Fu Yunyao turned her head to look at him. The blood-red moonlight fell on her plain white clothes, like a vengeful ghost.
Yet, what she said was remarkably polite.
"I'm sorry, I don't like negotiating with people."
He swallowed hard and honestly replied, "Lord Night Tide is in the Blood Pavilion."
"Blood Pavilion".
Along with his voice, another loose and casual voice rang out.
He looked up in a daze.
Above the eaves at the alley entrance, a young man dressed in black stood with sleepy eyes, seemingly weary. The docile demonic energy resting in his palm made him want to submit at a single glance.
Mo Beili looked at Ying Shixue, a smile appearing in his eyes, "Shixue."
"Hmm." He responded, landing beside her, and continued, "The Blood Pavilion is the Demon Clan's arena. Private fights are prohibited within Blood Moon City; all battles can only take place in the Blood Pavilion."
"There are quite a few rules in Blood Moon City," Mo Beili said with some surprise.
"Yes, it's said that these were all decided by the new Demon Lord ten years ago..."
They talked as they slowly walked away.
The sword, pressed against the demon's brow, transformed into a sword shadow and returned to Fu Yunyao's waist.
Only the demon remained standing there, stunned. He reached out and touched his brow, only to find it covered in frost...
Within the Blood Pavilion, bursts of cheers and jubilation from the demons could be heard from time to time.
Mo Beili looked around curiously. On the competition stage, the previous match had just ended, and the demons were cheering and celebrating the victory.
Mo Beili peeked out and saw the victorious demon devouring the defeated demon.
She froze, the demons around her reveling, even the one being devoured looked on with a bewildered expression...
proud……
Why?
No one could answer her.
In the flickering lamplight, Fu Yunyao looked up and saw Ye Chao raising his cup in a gesture of greeting from afar.
A new competition began. Ying Shixue reached out and tugged at Mo Beili's sleeve, snapping her out of her reverie. She then followed the others to the pavilion.
Ye Chao swirled the cup in his hand, his eyes filled with both smiles and affection.
"I knew you would come."
His gaze fell on the demon god, then turned to the still somewhat mute girl beside him, and kindly asked, "Are you wondering why the losing demon is devoured by the winning demon?"
Mo Beili coldly replied, "Demons devour each other to increase their cultivation. It seems that demons are indeed mostly ruthless and heartless."
"Heartless and ungrateful?" Ye Chao leaned back in his chair, watching as another competition ended below.
He spoke, his voice seductive, "Look, those devoured demons, aren't they all radiating glory? The cheers of the demons in the Blood Pavilion are not only celebrating the birth of a powerful being, but also bidding farewell to the demon that gave birth to the powerful being. They will live on in another form."
“Insanity,” Mo Beili uttered.
"Madness?" As if finding her words amusing, Ye Chao chuckled softly, only to be met with a furious glare from the girl.
He then calmed down a bit, saying, "Every demon who steps onto this arena carries the courage to face death. They may be the winners of this round or the losers of the next. Whether to compete or not is entirely up to them."
But look, not one of these demons in the entire pavilion has backed down. This is the way of survival for us demons: either die and become a powerful figure, or win and become the strongest.
We don't possess your deep scheming and calculations; everything we do is for a better future for the Demon Realm.
Mo Beili couldn't reason with him, so she turned her head away and refused to talk to him again.
Ye Chao wasn't annoyed, still sporting his seemingly very kind smile. "Speaking of which, my Blood Pavilion is much better than Yaotai in Yaotai Realm. Young Master, am I right?"
Fighting is prohibited within the Yaotai territory. Anyone with a dispute may issue a challenge on the Yaotai to resolve it, and both parties shall sign a contract. As long as the matter is not immoral or unethical, the loser must unconditionally abide by the contract. Of course, the person who issues the challenge may also choose to refuse.
Fu Yunyao once ascended the Jade Terrace, and only once.
Because all the disciples of the Yaotai Realm who tried to provoke her were defeated by her sword.
Fu Yunyao raised her eyes, "You know a lot about the Yaotai Realm?"
Night Tide shook his head and said.
"It's not that I understand the Jade Terrace Realm, it's that I understand you, my dear..."
Young Master.
He pronounced the last two words very softly, making them seem particularly ambiguous.
Fu Yusheng leaned against the stone pillar between the pavilions, his usually smiling eyes now filled with coldness.
“I have never seen you before.” Fu Yunyao was completely unaffected by his words.
“But I’ve seen you before,” Ye Chao replied obediently. “Or rather, every demon in the Demon Realm has seen you.”
Fu Yunyao slightly raised her eyebrows. "Is that so?"
“I saw you lying among the blood-soaked corpses, I saw you kneeling before the wooden tablet, I saw you trapped in the dark and desolate forbidden area, I saw you being forced to walk onto the Jade Terrace.”
I know the pain in your heart. I know that you, like us, have little attachment to that kind of world.
If that person hadn't found you first, you would have belonged to our demon race...
Young Master.
The night tide whispered its tale, its voice seductive: "We respect you, we love you, you will be the faith we pursue for our entire lives."
Fu Yunyao chuckled, her clear eyes filled with amusement.
She spoke softly, "And what about your demon god?"
"Demon God?" Ye Chao raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at the boy to the side. What similar features they had.
He said.
"He is no different from the young master."
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