Chapter 47, right... My Lord God? She looked up: "So..."
She looked up: "So, you're afraid she'll put drugs in the food?"
Teng Shao nodded.
Zhu Songyun: "Wow! As expected of the demon race, they are so cunning!"
Teng Shao: "That's a compliment for the demons."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Songyun curled his lip: "Fine... but this kind of method is too low-level, isn't it? Someone like you who only feels at ease when cooking for yourself, how could you possibly fall for this?"
Teng Shao nodded: "So they'll definitely come up with other methods, like—"
He suddenly reached out, and a wisp of demonic energy emerged from his fingertips. Between his two raised fingers, a silver needle gleaming with silver light was held between his fingertips.
He casually tossed the silver needles that had shot out from who-knows-where to the ground, then looked up at the three people opposite him who were staring blankly: "Like this."
"Wow..." After a long while, Zhu Songyun finally let out a sigh of admiration.
Just then, the innkeeper came again, her face beaming with smiles: "The rooms for all guests have been prepared. For the sake of the Holy Son, I have arranged the three best rooms in our place for you! The rooms are all on the second floor, and they are the Emperor's Rooms, number one, two, and three. Room number two is a double room."
"The food will take a little while. If you need anything else, just call me anytime!"
After the boss finished speaking, he turned and left.
Seeing this, Teng Shao stood up and said, "Now that the room is ready, let's go upstairs."
Jiang Zhihe: "Shouldn't we tell the owner that we don't need to cook anymore? We're not eating anyway."
Teng Shao: "You really think she prepared a meal? She knew I wouldn't eat, so she didn't prepare anything at all. The meal was just an excuse; that silver needle was her real purpose."
Jiang Zhihe suddenly realized, and exclaimed with the same thought as Zhu Songyun: "How insidious!"
Gu Xiaozhu nodded in agreement.
Just as the group was about to leave their seats and head to the second floor, the inn's door was suddenly pushed open! The wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud thud, as if it were about to collapse under the weight of the impact.
The other demons on the first floor of the inn also turned their gazes over, but the moment they saw who it was, almost everyone became alert at the same time.
There were only three people. The one at the front was clearly the leader, a man dressed in purple with slightly curly black hair cascading down his back. He had a handsome face, but his eyes revealed an unsettling gloom and scheming.
The two men following behind him stood in a guard position, and both of them had a long scar that ran almost across their entire faces, making them look quite ferocious.
Teng Shao squinted, his body tensed subconsciously, and his hands, which were hanging at his waist, also subconsciously rose up and rested on the hilt of his sword.
Jiang Zhihe immediately became alert and shielded Gu Xiaozhu behind him in a protective stance.
Zhu Songyun's carefree demeanor subsided slightly, and even her usual unreliable expression became serious. Her dark eyes, hidden behind her small round sunglasses, were fixed on the entrance of the inn. At the same time, she took out three copper coins from her storage bag that she used for fortune telling.
Seeing this, Gu Xiaozhu frowned, and at that moment the system spoke up to explain:
[Host, the leader is Xie Jitong, the leader of the Fallen Demon Sect. His cultivation level is at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the Divine Transformation stage.]
The two behind him were his trusted subordinates; the one on the left, Zhao Yi, and the one on the right, Zhao Er, were both at the late Nascent Soul stage.
"But...that's not right, is it?" Gu Xiaozhu murmured to herself. "The original plot...seems not to be like this."
She knew, of course, that the current plot would deviate from the original plot, but this time, the deviation seemed a bit too great.
A boss-like character like Xie Jitong shouldn't be encountered right at the start of the game, right? It's like entering a game instance before the storyline even begins, and immediately encountering the final boss.
That's so weird.
For some reason, she had a vague sense of unease, as if something...
It seems to be getting out of control.
"Oh my, isn't this our most esteemed Holy Son of the Demon Realm?" Xie Jitong immediately turned his gaze to Teng Shao and the others, a smile on his face, and walked briskly toward the four of them.
Meanwhile, the demons around him watched his every move with extreme vigilance. Even the boss, who had been smiling sweetly just moments before, had stopped smiling and was now staring at him with a gloomy expression.
Teng Shao stared intently at him, his expression cold and hard, without uttering a word.
But Xie Jitong seemed unconcerned. He stopped about two meters away from the four of them, his smile undiminished: "As soon as I heard that His Highness the Holy Son had returned, I immediately put down all my affairs and came to see you without stopping."
Although he used polite language throughout, his tone was undisguisedly sarcastic and arrogant.
Xie Jitong then turned his gaze to the others, scanning them over before his eyes lingered on Gu Xiaozhu for a moment before looking away.
"This is the new friend Your Highness has made?"
Upon hearing this, Teng Shao immediately lowered his eyebrows, his face full of impatience, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "When did the straightforward Lord Xie learn to beat around the bush?"
"What are you doing back here? Do you want me to go to the Demon Palace?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Jitong's smile widened. Gu Xiaozhu, watching this scene from behind, felt her unease growing. She instinctively grabbed Jiang Zhihe's sleeve, and the tugging made the boy turn around.
The boy gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her, while his other hand lightly gripped the hilt of the sword, ready to strike.
"No, no, no, I think you've misunderstood. I really came here to invite someone into the Demon Palace for a visit." Xie Jitong pretended to bow slightly, then straightened up, looked at the girl behind Jiang Zhihe, and extended his hand to her.
So—are you willing?
Something's not right, something's definitely not right!
Something must have gone wrong!
Anxiety welled up in Gu Xiaozhu's heart. She even took a step back from Xie Jitong's invitation, her face showing undisguised resistance.
Jiang Zhihe's face darkened: "Absolutely impossible!"
Xie Jitong's expression remained unchanged: "Why is it impossible? This isn't your decision—"
He looked at Gu Xiaozhu again, his smile growing wider and wider:
"Right? My Lord God?"
Gu Xiaozhu's hands clenched instantly, her pupils contracted sharply, and her body stiffened for a moment.
Jiang Zhihe reacted even faster and more excessively than her.
The moment the word "god" left his lips, an astonishing chill suddenly erupted from his body, and his eyes turned blood red almost instantly. In the instant Xie Jitong was stunned, dozens of longswords formed from ice appeared around him, and with his movements, the longsword in his hand, radiating an astonishing chill, pierced straight into his heart!
All of this happened so fast that even Zhao Yi and Zhao Er, who were following behind Xie Jitong, didn't have time to react!
After his initial stunned reaction, Xie Jitong quickly realized that he was, after all, at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, two minor realms higher than his opponent. At the Nascent Soul stage, even a minor realm difference is like an insurmountable chasm.
Demonic energy gathered, and he raised his hand to block the attack. But just as the attack was about to strike his magic, his mind was instantly cleared, as if an invisible thread was manipulating his thoughts!
It's a soul-capturing technique!
Damn it, isn't this kid from a reputable sect? How come he knows such a vicious technique as soul-capturing?!
Moreover, he's only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, how could the Soul-Seizing Technique he used possibly affect him?!
But he could also sense that the "thread" controlling him was not strong, and he could break free if he wanted to.
But it was too late.
In the instant he was stunned by the Soul-Capturing Technique, the demonic energy in his hand dissipated. It was precisely in this moment of dissipation that Jiang Zhihe's attack was able to break through his defenses and reach him.
Xie Jitong's pupils shrank sharply. The demonic energy had no time to gather, so he could only awkwardly dodge to the side, trying to avoid fatal blows and save his own life.
Zhao Yi and Zhao Er finally reacted, and the two quickly stepped forward, holding knives in both hands, trying to block the attack for Xie Jitong.
"boom!!!"
A violent explosion rang out, the inn's door shattered, and ice rapidly spread from inside the inn to the outside. Upon contact with the dry air, it generated a large amount of steam, making it impossible for the demons who had come to watch the commotion outside to see what was happening inside.
When the mist and dust cleared, the scene that was revealed caused an uproar among the crowd.
There was no other reason than that they actually saw the leader of the Fallen Demon Sect and his two subordinates lying on the ice, covered in wounds!
Xie Jitong clutched his bleeding side, his eyes dark as he looked into the inn. The four people who had been standing there had vanished.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and said to Zhao Yi and Zhao Er, who had just stood up beside him, "Issue a city-wide arrest warrant and do everything in your power to capture the girl with the apricot hair among the four!"
Zhao Yi and Zhao Er: "Yes!"
"Wait!" He turned to look at the two of them, his tone dangerous: "Remember to emphasize to me that you are only arresting people, not hurting them."
"If you bring her here and she has a scar, neither of you, including the person who injured her, will survive!"
Zhao Yi and Zhao Er lowered their heads even further: "Yes!"
Xie Jitong waved his hand impatiently, dismissing the two men.
Soon, he was the only one left in the place.
"Tch, such a strong reaction. Looks like that dream was real." He murmured to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Immediately, he looked up at the other demons around him who were itching to attack, and let out a sneer: "What, seeing that I'm injured, you want to try and see if you can kill me?"
He crossed his arms, his eyes full of sarcasm: "I'm in a bad mood right now, so why don't you guys hurry up and send a few people over to let me vent my anger?"
Upon hearing this, several restless demons nearby quieted down.
They dare not gamble.
Xie Jitong sneered, then suddenly raised his hand, and a long whip formed of demonic energy lashed out to the side!
Several people on that side didn't even have time to react before they were instantly cut in half at the waist by the long whip with barbs and deadly poison.
Crimson blood spurted out instantly, filling Xie Jitong's heart with pleasure.
He put away the whip, and his mood improved considerably.
This time, as he took another step forward, no one stirred. They scattered and fled instantly, fearing they would become his next target for venting their anger.
Xie Jitong, meanwhile, strolled leisurely towards the Demon Palace, humming a tune as he stepped through the crimson carpet of earth.
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