"Damn it, Xuanming, you've gotten quite the brat since I haven't disciplined you in a few days!"
Ancient Demon Duan Fengchen narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous aura.
Xuanming was on the verge of tears.
If only he had known earlier that the freakish Ancient Demon Duan Fengchen was Tang Xuan's friend.
He would never stand up for himself, no matter what.
That's great!
His unintentional words directly offended the ancient demon Duan Fengchen.
This guy is a notorious madman among the Seventy-Two Sects of the Demonic Path.
Once they get carried away, they truly become ruthless and unrecognizable, even to their closest relatives.
Back then, there was a demonic martial artist who offended the ancient demon Duan Fengchen and was relentlessly pursued by him.
Later, the demonic martial artist asked several elders from top sects to intercede on his behalf, hoping to quell the anger of the ancient demon Duan Fengchen.
Those top sects are among the highest-ranking sects in the seventy-two sects.
Each one of them is no less powerful than the Demon Slaughter Sect.
As a result, the ancient demon Duan Fengchen showed no mercy and blasted the man to smithereens right in front of those elders.
In the end, the matter was dropped, and none of the elders stepped forward.
The ruthless fear the cunning.
The ruthless are afraid of those who don't value their lives.
Ancient Demon Broken Wind and Dust belong to the type who doesn't care about their lives.
Nobody wanted to offend him.
Xuanming was merely a guard elder of the Demon Slayer Prince; he was not an important person.
To put it bluntly, dying is pointless.
"Lord Ancient Demon, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"
Xuanming forced a smile despite the pain.
Half of his face was shattered.
His smile looked more like a grimace than a cry.
"Misunderstanding? That's the worst thing I can hear! If you're going to stand your ground, I might just let it go!"
"Since it's a misunderstanding, then my crippling you will also be a misunderstanding!"
Xuanming burst into tears.
What a terrible thing!
The many demonic martial artists watching the spectacle felt a deep sense of despair.
Did they forget to check the almanac before going out?
That's so tragic!
Xuanming looked at the Demon Slayer Prince with pleading eyes.
The latter looked up at the sky, appearing indifferent and aloof.
Hyun Ming was dumbfounded!
This is damn stupid! It's like they're digging their own grave!
"Not going to speak? Pretending to be mute? Then you won't need to speak at all in the future!"
Ancient Demon Duan Fengchen raised his palm, and black energy began to surge.
Xuanming was in despair!
I can't beat them.
The Demon Slayer Prince cannot be relied upon.
Someone, please save me!
Just then, a heavenly sound rang out.
"Brother, this is really a misunderstanding!"
The ancient demon Duan Fengchen's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
At this moment, there is only one person who can stop him.
Tang Xuan!
"are you sure?"
"Ancient Demon Duan Fengchen squinted his eyes and said."
"Actually... Elder Xuanming was just joking with me! We're good friends, and he even said he'd give me lots of treasures, right?"
Tang Xuan said with a grin.
Xuanming felt weak all over, as if he had escaped death.
"Yes, yes, Mo Xiao and I were just joking!"
Tang Xuan laughed and said, "Didn't you say you were going to give me ten royal-level treasures? Did you bring them?"
"Ten royal-level treasures!!"
Xuanming almost coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He doesn't even have one, let alone ten.
Please, that's a royal-level treasure, not some common cabbage.
"I...I forgot, but I have a few Heavenly-grade magical treasures here, they're quite powerful, why don't you give them to me to play with!"
Xuanming took out several Heaven-level magical treasures from his pocket.
Tang Xuan snatched it away.
"I'm so sorry!"
Xuanming's eye twitched.
Damn it!
Then don't try to steal it!
Although he was inwardly complaining, Xuanming dared not get angry.
Her life was still hanging in Tang Xuan's hands.
"Hmph! Be careful next time!"
Ancient Demon Duan Fengchen snorted coldly and withdrew his demonic hand.
Xuanming collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
He trembled all over, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.
"Your Highness, I, Xuanming, have worked myself to the bone for you, yet you stand idly by at this crucial moment! Humph!"
"Since you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless! I'm done!"
After catching his breath, Xuanming stood up, his eyes turning icy cold.
Tang Xuan's lips curved slightly.
He knew that Xuanming would never reveal his identity again.
Not only did they keep their identities, but they also acquired several Heavenly-level magical treasures.
Feeling great!
But is that all?
For others, it should be the end.
But for Tang Xuan, that was not the case.
He walked up to the Demon Prince and coughed.
"Um... do you want to be the team leader?"
The Demon Prince's face showed anger.
Tang Xuan's words were clearly meant to humiliate him.
The fox borrows the tiger's power!
They're just relying on the power of the ancient demon Duan Fengchen.
Why would I be afraid of him?
Prince Demon Slayer snorted coldly.
"So what if it is!"
Tang Xuan smiled and gently rubbed two fingers together.
"One hundred thousand top-grade spirit crystals, this spot is yours!"
"What!"
Prince Yao Tu nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He didn't hear wrong, did he?
100,000 top-grade spirit crystals, to give up the position of leader of the demonic path?
Tang Xuan smiled and said, "Yes! The position of leader of the demonic path is something that everyone looks up to. Ten thousand top-grade spirit crystals is not expensive!"
Looking at that smug face, Prince Demon Slayer really wanted to slap him.
Ten thousand top-grade spirit crystals aren't enough?
Are you kidding me!
However, Tang Xuan's words struck a chord with the Demon Prince.
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