Meiji looked at Li Sisui and Leng Rushuang with a wicked smile. The latter snorted and shrank back. Li Sisui was shocked. Did he not even have the freedom to quit now?
Thinking of this, his previous curiosity and sympathy gradually subsided. He realized that what he hated most was coercion and restraint. If someone really thought he was Tang Sanzang and wanted to put a tight headband on him, he wouldn't be afraid to break through the Lingxiao Palace and reverse the world!
"Although we have never met, I recognize you. That aura, there's no mistake!"
Eighteen pushed Meiji behind him, puffed out his chest, raised his head, and said in a booming voice:
"I am the destiny of the demon race. As a mere rogue cultivator, I am unworthy to shoulder such a great responsibility. You are not qualified to bear the destiny of the demon race!"
Eighteen stretched out his thick arm, raised his index finger at Li Sisui, and waved it back and forth, a cold smile still on his lips. Li Sisui was already in a bad mood because of Meiji's words. Seeing this person provoking him from the start, he thought, "Several years have passed, and the demon race is still a bunch of beasts driven by instinct. Humph!"
"Stop acting all alone, do you think you're a partridge? Stop using classical Chinese, if you're so capable, use vernacular Chinese!"
Eighteen coldly stared at Li Sisui, sneering to herself. Several times, the beautiful concubines behind her tried to step forward to argue, but were blocked by Eighteen's muscular arms. However, as the city lord of the demon race, could a mere arm truly stop her? Seeing this, Li Sisui felt a surge of nameless rage and shouted:
"No matter what your birth order is, or how many older brothers or sisters you have, I've never been afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight. To put it bluntly, I've never lost a one-on-one fight since I started cultivating. As for group fights, although I'm not good at them, I'm not afraid either. I'm putting this out there today: if you can kill me, you can do whatever you want with me, even let me change my name to your surname. If you can't kill me, then you'll take my surname!"
Because of their bloodline, demons value their surnames more than their lives. Changing their surname and name is tantamount to being reborn as a human. Li Sisui knew this because Leng Rushuang had explained it to him. So when Li Sisui said this, it was as if he had struck a nerve with the demons. Anyone with a shred of courage would find it unbearable, let alone a member of the demon race, especially the renowned Demon Eighteen!
"Destiny, you have indeed not disappointed me!"
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