Qin Siyi said with a cold and expressionless face, "Put down the knife first."
Qin Guihe threw the big knife out directly: "Put down your grandfather's knife!"
Qin Siyi stretched out his fingers, clamped the flying knife which had no offensive power at all, and said with a frown: "My grandfather is also your grandfather."
"Then put down your son's knife!!!"
“…I don’t have a son.”
"Whose knife is it?"
"Let go of my lover's knife."
Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Demonic Dao Palace, dressed in yellow, sat in his palace on the mountaintop, oblivious to the two inexplicable guardians below. Demonic cultivators would repeatedly come up to him with reports, one claiming, "The left guardian destroyed a certain palace," another claiming, "The right guardian kept running up the mountain to avoid harming the left guardian."
At this point, Qi Luo slammed the table, and the pressure of the early stage of the Spiritualization Realm instantly overflowed. Her beautiful eyebrows knitted together, and her voice resounded through the heavens and earth: "The Palace Master has only been away for five days, and you have made such a fuss! Although Yunxiang is naughty, it is impossible for her to get into trouble. She has already reached the Fusion Stage. Qin Guihe, don't take advantage of this. Qin Siyi, tell me again, where did Yunxiang go?"
Qin Siyi put one arm around his brother's waist, holding a large knife in the other, raised his head and turned towards the palace, saying, "Cenzhou."
In the sky, Luo Jianqing was stunned when he heard this, and finally couldn't help but chuckle.
——To do it again, the Demonic Palace is still the Demonic Palace, and Yunxiang still went to Cenzhou.
Although Luo Jianqing felt regretful for not being able to see his best friend, he was not too anxious.
Mo Qianqiu had advanced to the Divine Transformation stage over eight hundred years ago, and was already at the mid-stage of the Divine Transformation stage. He still had two thousand years left to live, and his final days were far off. Even if he ascended to immortality, it was only a matter of time. At least Mo Qianqiu was still alive.
The next place Luo Jianqing went to was the demon realm.
Thirty thousand years ago, the sixty-four demon lords had not perished. Even now, not only divine beasts but even demons could ascend. Although only a little over twenty of the sixty-four demon lords had successfully ascended, relations between humans and demons were not particularly strained, with only occasional local wars erupting over competition for resources.
Among the demon race at this time, there were over forty Heavenly Rank Demon Lords alone. Luo Jianqing walked through the cold and gloomy demon realm, unnoticed by anyone. He passed through the thirteenth sea and continued onward, reaching the depths of the demon realm. He did not see Du Jue Tian Lao, but when he reached the second sea, he stopped in front of a stone tablet.
This stone tablet is called "The Unique Tablet of Eternal Life".
Luo Jianqing looked at the stone tablet silently for a long time before he got up and left.
Thirty thousand years ago, the Demon Lord Cang Ruo had no instructions, and the aura of the divine beast had not stained this stone tablet, so the stone tablet remained a stone tablet and could never become a demon beast, let alone a Demon Lord.
In the current demon realm, Luo Jianqing still recognized some of the ancient demon lords. Demon lords like Cang Ruo, Zi Song, and Ming Jia had all achieved immortality over the past thirty thousand years. Some demon lords were unable to achieve immortality, but hadn't perished yet, with less than ten thousand years remaining.
When leaving the demon realm, Luo Jianqing passed by the First Sea. He thought for a moment and then turned to Dragon Island.
Dragon Island was once the home of the Demon Lord Cangruo, and later became the home of Jin Li.
Luo Jianqing had originally intended to take a glimpse from afar, but before he could even get close, he heard a series of explosions emanating from Dragon Island. As he approached, he saw a monstrous demonic energy permeating the vibrant island, awash with birdsong and flowers. A stunningly beautiful red-robed Demon Lord wielded a long whip, suddenly pulling the giant white dragon towards him. With an icy sneer, he declared, "If any of your father's or mother's old friends come here tomorrow under the guise of visiting you, I will charge into the demon realm and slaughter them all. Do you believe me?"
A dazzling light flashed across the white dragon's body, and it instantly transformed into an elegant and noble demon king in blue clothes.
Seeing this, the Red Demon Lord turned around and wanted to leave, but the latter suddenly hugged him from behind, his voice soft and gentle, like spring water hitting rocks: "Ignore them, okay, Qianqiu."
“Snap—”
A whip hit the man's cheek. Although the sound was loud, it only broke a few hairs without really hurting the handsome and noble face.
Mo Qianqiu raised an eyebrow, lifted Jin Li's chin with the handle of his whip, and said, "Then you have to accompany me to find him in a few days."
Jin Li frowned hesitantly, but finally nodded.
Luo Jianqing, who was hiding in the distance: "..."
Luo Jianqing almost fled from the First Sea of the Demon Realm to Mount Taihua. He subconsciously rushed into Mount Taihua and headed towards Yuxiao Peak.
Even after several days, the scene still had a huge impact on Luo Jianqing.
Although he knew in the Far North that Jin Li's heart was somehow inside Mo Qianqiu's chest, Jin Li's chest was empty, with only a demon pill sustaining his life. As a result, Jin Li's cultivation level plummeted, and even the Divine Beast's hope of becoming an immortal was lost.
But why, all over again, Jin Li's heart is still in Mo Qianqiu's chest, why are they...
It turned out to be that kind of relationship!
Luo Jianqing suddenly realized that he might have been too hasty the last time he went through the process, and hadn't noticed anything. Panicked, he rushed into Yuxiao Peak, dashing past dozens of restrictions and almost stumbling through the bamboo forest. As soon as he looked up, he saw two elegant bamboo houses and... a white-robed venerable standing in front of them, looking down at him.
With his eyes slightly wide open, Luo Jianqing felt as if a drum was beating in his heart. He stood in a daze among the bamboo forest, unable to utter a word.
He had seen this scene countless times over the years.
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