Long Moyuan didn't actually want to fight, but the Demon King kept dragging him along.
Long Moyuan had no choice but to fight half-heartedly.
The two sides fought their way from the banquet hall to outside the courtyard.
Wu Hengwei's men are really powerful; they completely overwhelmed the Demon King's guards.
However, the Demon King's strength was simply too great; he could sweep away thousands of troops all by himself.
Furthermore, those demons poisoned by Feng Qingcheng will recover quickly, at which point the Demon King's side will likely have a better chance of winning.
Feng Qingcheng was extremely anxious.
Suddenly, she realized that the Demon King was using Long Moyuan as a shield, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly.
Is the demon king injured or poisoned?
The poison she gave him couldn't possibly still be incurable, could it?
"Ji Ba, today is your death day!"
Just then, Wu Hengwei charged straight up.
The Demon King gave a cold laugh: "Yao Yao, go and kill him."
Long Moyuan felt a surge of magic flowing into his body, causing his demonic cultivation to surge wildly in an instant.
Then he was horrified to discover that his spiritual power actually preferred demonic cultivation.
"Yao Yao, go!"
The Demon King pushed Long Moyuan out directly.
Feng Qingcheng was greatly shocked.
Does Ji Ba want Long Moyuan to die in his place?
She tried to stop them, but she couldn't get past them at all!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Long Moyuan and Wu Hengwei clashed palms, causing explosions all around them!
"puff!"
Long Moyuan coughed up blood!
"A-Yuan!"
Feng Qingcheng tried to rush over, but the aftershocks of the explosion were too strong, and she couldn't get through at all!
Wu Hengwei narrowed his eyes: "Ji Ba, you sent this guy to duel with me?"
The Demon King flashed to Long Moyuan's side.
He then infused Long Moyuan with magic once more.
"Imperial Advisor, did you foresee this day when the Demon Palace would change hands?"
“That’s right, Ji Ba, you are too domineering. You have ruled the demon race for many years, causing the demons to complain bitterly. If you are willing to give up the position of Demon King, I may consider sparing your life.”
"Heh, Imperial Advisor, I've let you live too comfortably in the Demon Realm all these years, and now you actually use demonic cultivators to deal with me. Fine, then open your dog eyes and see clearly how I rewrite fate!"
After saying that, Ji Ba bit his finger, sprinkled the blood into the sky, and wrote a few blood words.
Our destinies are intertwined!
Soon, those words were injected into Long Moyuan's body.
"Fate intertwined! This is a forbidden technique of the Demon Clan, Ji Ba, have you gone mad!" Wu Hengwei exclaimed in shock!
"Haha, Yao Yao, you have a long life ahead of you! Today, I will hand over the throne of the Demon King to you!" After saying this, the Demon King took off his Demon Crown and placed it on Long Moyuan's head.
"Yao Yao, from this moment on, you are the new Demon King of the Demon Clan."
Long Moyuan had no idea what the Demon King was up to, and he only felt that he was increasingly unable to control the magic within his body.
The excruciating pain that used to only occur on the night of a full moon seems to be coming again!
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Wu Hengwei with a bloodthirsty look!
Wu Hengwei knew he was in trouble!
Soon, Long Moyuan and Ji Ba joined forces to attack Wu Hengwei!
"Pig, fate intertwined, what the hell is this? Why has A Yuan suddenly become bloodthirsty?" Feng Qingcheng exclaimed in shock.
The little pig said, "The Demon King's fate is over. He is using Prince An's lifespan to prolong his own life. From now on, his fate will be closely linked to Prince An's."
"How can this be? Is there any way to undo this?"
"There is none at the moment. We can only guarantee that the Demon King will not die, otherwise His Highness Prince An will die."
Feng Qingcheng was extremely anxious and tried to rush over several times, but failed each time.
How could a nobody like her possibly win a duel between two strong individuals?
At this moment, the battle has reached its peak.
Wu Hengwei, the Demon King, and Long Moyuan were all injured.
If this continues, all three of them will probably die.
Feng Qingcheng never expected Wu Hengwei to go crazy; he's a ruthless person!
"Little Piggy, Little Black, Little Dragon, and Thumb Three Handsome Guys, you guys need to think of a solution quickly."
The spirit pets were also extremely anxious.
They understand their owner's feelings best.
"Clone, Master, let the clone go."
If Little Pig hadn't reminded her, Feng Qingcheng would have almost forgotten that she had a clone.
"Phantom Clone Technique!"
After Feng Qingcheng finished shouting, a clone that looked exactly like her appeared.
"Go, protect Long Moyuan."
Fortunately, her clone was unaffected by the powerful figure's remaining influence.
She rushed over quickly and stood protectively in front of Long Moyuan.
"Acheng, get out of here."
Long Moyuan was coughing up blood while pulling his clone along.
But the clone didn't move at all.
At this moment, Wu Hengwei was about to use a move to perish together with Ji Ba.
If we can kill Ji Ba, it will be a contribution to both the human and demon races.
Suddenly a girl rushed out, and this girl looked a lot like Qiaoqiao.
who is she?
Why does she look so much like Qiao Qiao?
Qiaoqiao, are you alright?
Thinking of his beloved wife at home, Wu Hengwei's eyes reddened slightly, and his slap missed its mark.
"Pfft!" The Demon King spat out black blood.
"Pfft!" Long Moyuan did the same.
Their fates are intertwined; the Demon King suffers, and so does Long Moyuan.
At this moment, the Demon King was no longer able to use any moves, and neither was Long Moyuan.
If Wu Hengwei wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as turning his hand.
"Grand Preceptor, you actually bribed my most trusted subordinate to poison me! How cruel you are!" the Demon King roared.
“Ji Ba, I don’t need to use any fair means to deal with a villain like you.”
"You!" The Demon King was so agitated that he coughed up blood again.
Long Moyuan also vomited.
"Ji Ba, do you think that passing the Demon King's throne to a mere palace maid will change the fate of the Demon Palace changing hands?" Wu Hengwei laughed. "Ji Ba, you're finished."
After Wu Hengwei finished speaking, he moved Feng Qingcheng's clone away.
The clone had absolutely no chance of fighting back against such a powerful figure.
"Could it be that my fate has run out today?" Ji Ba suddenly laughed. "Yao Yao, look, without you, your father has become weaker."
Long Moyuan felt very uncomfortable being held by him.
"Ji Ba, die!"
Wu Hengwei channeled his magic, intending to kill Ji Ba and the palace maid with a single blow!
"stop."
Feng Qingcheng was finally able to make it through.
She then withdrew her clone, tore off her veil, and looked coldly at Wu Hengwei.
Wu Hengwei's magic missed again!
Is this little girl courting death?
Why is it popping up again?
"You are not allowed to hurt my A Yuan, or I will make you pay with your life!" Feng Qingcheng glared angrily at Wu Hengwei.
This guy hurt her A Yuan so badly, she's furious, she doesn't want to acknowledge him anymore.
"Little girl, move aside."
Wu Hengwei used ten percent of his power, but he still couldn't move her.
Feng Qingcheng clung tightly to Long Moyuan, glaring at him with tears in her eyes: "If you have the guts, then kill me and see if you regret it."
Thinking of his beloved wife at home, Wu Hengwei had no choice but to harden his heart.
"Since you're courting death, then don't blame me."
"Master, no!" Wu Haoyang and Tu Mixu quickly stepped forward and grabbed their master.
"Master, she is..." Wu Haoyang whispered in his ear to tell him Feng Qingcheng's identity.
Upon hearing this, Wu Hengwei was completely stunned.
He stared at Feng Qingcheng, wanting to go forward and acknowledge her, but the hatred in the girl's eyes frightened him.
He had endured humiliation and hardship in the Demon Realm without fear, but now he was terrified of the little girl's gaze.
“Acheng”.
“Acheng”.
"team leader."
Nanfeng and his group were also able to rush over.
The Demon King is now on his deathbed and poses no threat to them.
But why does Long Moyuan look like he's half-dead?
The powerful figures were exchanging blows just now, and their strength was too weak to see the details of their fight at all.
With tears in her eyes, Feng Qingcheng picked up Long Moyuan.
“Acheng”.
Upon seeing this, several people felt like crying.
"Drag the Demon King in here." After saying this, Feng Qingcheng strode into the main hall.
Nanfeng and the others worked together to carry the Demon King inside.
"What should I do? Ah Cheng, she's angry with me." Wu Hengwei didn't know what to do.
"The person she's holding is His Highness Prince An, her husband," Wu Haoyang sighed and then explained.
"What? He's Acheng's husband? Oh no! Ji Ba's fate is sealed. Even if he used the forbidden technique of merging with destiny, he can't defy fate. Now, Prince An is probably going to be buried with Ji Ba." Wu Hengwei was shocked.
"Master, is there really no way to change this?"
"Yes, Master, His Highness Prince An is human, while Ji Ba is a demon. There should be a way to break this spell of intertwined destinies, right?"
Wu Hengwei said, "Let me think about it."
Just then, the Seventh Princess burst in.
She rushed over and hugged Wu Hengwei: "Brother Wei, that's great! You defeated Father King. You can stay in the Demon Palace and become the Demon King from now on, okay?"
Wu Hengwei was in a bad mood and simply dumped her.
"Seventh Princess, please have some self-respect. I have absolutely no interest in your demon race."
"Impossible, Brother Wei..."
"Stop talking. Take the Seventh Princess away. As for who is in charge of the Demon Palace, that's their business, not mine."
After Wu Hengwei finished speaking, he rushed into the Demon Clan's library.
He hoped to find the secret to breaking the cycle of fate in the library, otherwise his Ah Cheng would definitely hate him to death.
When Feng Qingcheng took Long Moyuan's pulse, she was surprised to find that he had no problems at all.
“Master, you must now take the Demon King’s pulse. Only when he recovers can His Highness Prince An recover.”
Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to go and take Ji Ba's pulse.
Ji Bazhong was poisoned with a slow-acting poison, which remained in his body for as long as three years.
Wu Hengwei is really too wicked; he actually came up with such a dirty trick to deal with the Demon King.
Feng Qingcheng quickly took out a divine pill from her spatial storage and gave it to him with spiritual water.
There was no other way; this guy's life was tied to A Yuan's, and she couldn't let A Yuan die.
The demon king, having taken the divine elixir, immediately awoke.
Fortunately, Feng Qingcheng had already given him a muscle-relaxing powder, otherwise this guy would definitely have killed someone by now.
He woke up, and Long Moyuan woke up too.
Feng Qingcheng looked at Long Moyuan, resisting the urge to hug him.
"Who are you?" The Demon King looked at Feng Qingcheng strangely.
"A miracle doctor."
Although the Demon King was unconscious, he knew that it was the little girl in front of him who had saved him.
"I never imagined there was such a powerful healer in the Demon Realm. I was truly ignorant."
Feng Qingcheng said, "I can cure your poison, it just depends on whether the price you offer is reasonable."
The Demon King tried to get up, but found himself powerless.
"You can cure poison, but you can also poison, right? Was the poison I received from you?"
Feng Qingcheng sneered: "Even when death is imminent, you're still so arrogant."
The Demon King held back and said, "Speak, what do you want?"
"This thing."
Feng Qingcheng took out the pattern from the fragment.
The Demon King narrowed his eyes: "A fragment of a legendary treasure map? I didn't expect anyone to be collecting this."
"Since the Demon King doesn't want it, why not hand it over?"
"You should help me regain my strength first, and then I will naturally offer you the fragments."
"You're cunning by nature, I don't trust you at all. What if you recover and strangle me to death?"
"Little girl, you've got something for you, remember this."
After the Demon King finished speaking, he took out the fragment.
"This fragment was actually hidden on this guy. His demonic cultivation level is too high; I can't smell it."
Feng Qingcheng picked up the fragment and examined it, confirming that it was indeed a genuine fragment.
She tossed the fragments into the space.
The little pig quickly gathered up the pieces.
"Great, six fragments now. Only two more fragments are needed. Once we have eight fragments, we can combine them to unlock the treasure."
Xiao Hei and Xiao Long both cheered.
"Little girl, can you give me the antidote now?"
At this moment, Long Moyuan, who was lying down, suddenly sat up.
“Acheng”.
Feng Qingcheng was shocked and rushed over.
"A-Yuan, what's wrong?"
Long Moyuan's eyes were terrifyingly bloodshot.
Long Moyuan held her tightly: "Acheng, I'm afraid I'm going to go astray and lose my true nature."
Although Long Moyuan had tried his best to control it, he simply couldn't suppress the spiritual power within his body.
The surging spiritual energy was more ferocious than ever before.
"No, A-Yuan, listen to me, you can't become a demon, I don't want you to forget me." Feng Qingcheng was anxious and quickly took out silver needles to prick him.
But even after she pierced his entire body, she couldn't suppress his demonic nature.
"What's going on? Isn't he a woman?" The Demon King, though powerless, still forced himself to stand up.
He was furious when he heard Long Moyuan's voice.
He actually got scammed?
He, the mighty Demon King, was first deceived by Wu Hengwei and his daughter, and now even a palace maid is deceiving him.
"You should quickly break the bond of fate with him, or it might not be too late. Otherwise, he will go mad and become a ruthless demon." After saying this, Feng Qingcheng quickly threw a pill to the Demon King. "Smell this medicine and you will regain your strength."
The Demon King smelled the pill and, sure enough, regained his strength instantly.
At this moment, Long Moyuan has regained his male form.
Long Moyuan, who is in the body of a man, looks very much like Yao Yao.
But he was not Yao Yao after all.
The Demon King was so angry that he choked on a mouthful of blood.
"Your fates are intertwined. If he loses his true nature, so will you. You must quickly lift this forbidden spell," Feng Qingcheng advised the Demon King.
The Demon King sneered, "He's not my Yao Yao, so why should I care what he becomes? Perfect, I don't want to live anymore anyway, so what if I lose my true nature?"
"No, no." Feng Qingcheng quickly grabbed him, but he shook her off.
"Haha, Yao Yao, look at this! This is the price you pay for leaving the Demon Clan. I'll make everyone pay with their lives! I'll make you regret this!"
"Oh no, Master, has the Demon King lost his true nature?" the little pig exclaimed in alarm.
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