At the border, countless casualties were suffered by both immortals and demons, and the brown land had been dyed dark red.
The monks grew increasingly apprehensive as they fought. The demons, seemingly fearless, came one after another, but what about them? Was it just to protect the phoenix egg on Yuqu Mountain? What did that have to do with them? Dissatisfaction began to grow in their hearts.
The elders of Yuqu Mountain were getting scared by being stared at, so they returned to their base and quickly contacted the headmaster, asking Venerable Moyu to come out of the mountain. However, they got the news that the old man was in seclusion... At this moment, someone stumbled into the battlefield with a woman.
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Xihe wasn't surprised to hear the news of the cultivators' defeat. Shaoheng was a demon lord and a rebel. Even against Moyu, he was a top demon, a match for him. How could he be compared to these smaller minions? Furthermore, Moyu had lost an arm, so she had no time to care for him. The cultivators' defeat was perfectly normal, but the woman Shaoheng had brought back...
She frowned and put down the teacup. Knock, knock, the door knocked twice, then creaked open and Cheng Fan walked in.
Xihe sat at the table without standing up or speaking, just looking at him expressionlessly.
"Hua Shang..." He hesitated to speak.
"Why are you here if you're not celebrating in the Demon Palace?"
At this time, the Demon Palace was holding a celebration banquet. For the first time in ten thousand years, the demons won a decisive and beautiful victory over the cultivation world. Everyone was very happy, and even the streets were decorated with lights and colors, celebrating with joy.
She even heard someone say that His Majesty had found his true love, tsk.
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Seeing the hint of sarcasm on her face, Cheng Fan couldn't help but secretly say, "Oh no!" Hua Shang was a genuine strong woman. If she was dissatisfied, he really didn't know what she would do.
Previously, he asked her to move out of the Demon Palace and stop seeing Shao Heng, and she listened, but this time...
"Listen to me, she is a fake. Shao Heng won't be interested in her. It won't be long before her identity is exposed and she will be sent away." He was very nervous and subconsciously calmed her down.
Xihe's face was expressionless: "What's her name?"
Cheng Fan opened his mouth: "...Hua Shang."
Xihe uttered a "ha" sound and looked away: "Go away."
Cheng Fan was immediately covered in dust and didn't know what to do, so he quietly closed the door and left.
Xihe sat for a while, then stood up, pushed the door open and walked out of the courtyard. The street was very busy. She looked around and walked out of the city, climbed up the city wall, and looked at the dark and endless wilderness.
There were footsteps behind her. She frowned in annoyance and turned around: "You again..."
When I saw the person in front of me, I was stunned.
The man was very tall, with a stern face that looked even more striking in the night. His black hair fluttered in the night wind. When their eyes met, her heartbeat quickened. Why was he here?
Shao Heng glanced at her, walked to the edge of the city wall, and looked into the distance.
“…”
Xihe didn't say anything either, just quietly looking at the world shrouded in night.
A dazzling arc of light streaked across the horizon, marking the boundary between the Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm. The Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm were not in the same realm. Above the Cultivation Realm lay the Spirit Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the God Realm, but the Demon Realm stood apart from the three realms, a realm split apart by the ancient war between gods and demons.
The demons are born evil and are a race hated by the immortals, and are abandoned here.
She thought of the later part of the plot, when Shao Heng led the demons to fight against the three realms, but was eventually beheaded by the male protagonist. His body was scattered and suppressed in various places, and numerous formations were set up, leaving the demons no longer able to resist.
"So the demons aren't wrong either. They're all trying to survive," Gouzi sighed.
Xihe didn't reply, but couldn't help looking to her side. She didn't care about what happened before, but now it was him... Shaoheng just happened to look over.
The man's red eyes were cold and ruthless, and a faint blood-red aura surrounded him, making it almost hard to breathe.
Xihe was already injured, and she couldn't help but cough up blood. She covered her chest with her hands and frowned in pain, thinking that she was really suffering from so many disasters and it would never end.
"Hua, Yunxiang!" Cheng Fan hurried over and covered her completely.
"How are you?" He said to Shao Heng awkwardly, "Your Majesty, she feels a little unwell. I will take her away first."
Shao Heng looked at the two of them without saying a word. Cheng Fan hurriedly supported Xihe and was about to leave. Xihe avoided his outstretched hand. Cheng Fan became anxious and looked at Huachang with pleading eyes.
Xihe sneered twice, pushed him away, and strode away.
Cheng Fan almost didn't dare to look at Shao Heng. He lowered his head and said, "I'll go after her," and hurriedly chased after her.
"Hua Shang, Hua Shang!"
Cheng Fan called Xihe at a street corner.
Xihe stopped and turned around, his tone cold: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Cheng Fan froze in place. Xihe looked at him coldly and turned away.
After returning to the courtyard, she paced around a few times in annoyance, her anger becoming increasingly uncontrollable. Finally, she took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and practiced until dawn.
The cook prepared the meal and kept muttering about how the beautiful lady was placed next to the Lord and was very favored.
Xihe: ...I can’t eat anymore.
After dinner, she returned to the house. There was another knock on the gate. The cook went to open the door and screamed in surprise.
Xihe frowned and walked out, and was stunned when he saw the person coming.
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Xihe was pushed and staggered to his feet. He glanced at the steward and then looked at the hall. It was very spacious and solemnly decorated. A man was sitting in the middle, looking down at the memorials.
…She walked over, stood beside him, and stared at him.
The man didn't look up, and slowly read through the memorials one by one. When she was about to fall, he put down the brush and looked at her: "Are you not afraid of me?"
Xihe: “…scared.”
The man chuckled: "Lie."
Xihe stopped talking and didn't ask why he brought her here.
The man smiled and said, "Do you recognize me?"
Xihe: "...Your Majesty." After a pause, he looked at him and said, "I am Master Cheng's man."
Shao Heng's face instantly darkened: "Oh?" He said with a forced smile, "Not now. The tea is gone, pour some more." He turned around and started to get busy again.
Xihe: ...helped him pour tea and stood aside.
The hall was very quiet. Apart from him flipping through the memorials, there was almost no other sound. It was a rare moment of peace.
Xihe stared at the back of Shaoheng's head, thinking that this man must have recognized her, but he didn't say it out loud. He even made her stand in the corner. Was he deliberately tormenting her?
She didn't give up either. It was just standing for a while, she could endure it.
In the afternoon, the demon generals came over one by one to report what they had done. It was the first time that Xihe saw Shaoheng like this. He gave orders in a few words and had responses for everything. His subordinates looked at him as if he were a god.
Cheng Fan also came to report something. When he saw Xihe, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he looked at her with an expression that said, "You don't keep your promise!"
Xihe curled her lips. How dare this bastard blame her?
Shao Heng: "There are people who are dishonest over at Shengshan, you go there."
Cheng Fan didn't bother to question Xi He and agreed honestly. However, he quickly realized, Shengshan? That was the extreme point of the Demon Realm. A round trip would take at least a month. Add in the things he had to deal with, and he definitely wouldn't be able to come back for at least three or four months.
Was he exiled?
However, looking at the unresponsive face of His Majesty, he didn't dare to ask and left with holding his breath.
After everyone left, Shao Heng stood up and walked towards the back hall: "Come here, help me bathe."
Xihe: What?
(End of this chapter)
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