"No!" Before I could be shocked, Master's crisp voice with a hint of anxiety immediately rang out, interrupting the Demon Lord's words.

"You will be cursed and retaliated by the Heavenly Dao! Its punishment is always very cruel."

The master showed an anxious and frightened look, and the overflowing demonic energy immediately subsided gently. However, the Demon Lord himself remained indifferent. He lowered his head and kissed Shen Ci's soft black hair: "It doesn't matter, it can't do anything to me."

It sounds like the Demon Lord has made up his mind to take back the Phoenix Feather.

I was moved. Is this the Demon Lord who has the power to "destroy the three realms with a flick of his finger"? He is not even afraid of the Way of Heaven. He is really arrogant.

Those who practice immortal cultivation go against the will of Heaven and can only practice within the scope of Heaven's mercy and alms.

For tens of millions of years, no one has dared to challenge the Heavenly Dao, because compared to it, the power of immortal cultivators is as weak as an ant.

However, the Demon Lord is powerful and mysterious. If the legend that he once killed gods is true, and if he joins forces with the group of big guys in front of him... it is not impossible for him to forcibly break the will of heaven.

“Uncle…” The master was still unwilling. He wrapped his arms around the Demon Lord’s waist, raised his head and pressed it tightly against his chest. His eyes, which were like stars in the mist, were twinkling and seemed about to drop golden beans.

The Demon Lord closed his eyes calmly and whispered: "The inner demon has been invading me in recent days. If I can't stop this anger..."

The master whispered back, "You can use other methods to resolve the inner demons. Didn't you try my method before? It worked pretty well."

There was an imperceptible smile in the Demon Lord's eyes: "But if it's too common, it may not work."

I saw Master frowning and thinking seriously. After a while, the small light bulb above his head lit up with a ding.

He showed a sweet and timid smile: "Then I will dress up as a girl after I go out and live in your bedroom day and night, okay? Hasn't my uncle wanted to do this for a long time..."

I:???

I opened my mouth in shock, my heart was filled with confusion. What kind of weird method did Master suggest?

The Demon Lord said, I am going to destroy the world.

Master said, no, can I do it for you while wearing women’s clothes?

I don’t know whether the master was being coquettish or seducing me, but this indescribable method of resolving one’s inner demons really opened my eyes.

Looking at the seniors around me, they also looked shocked, and even had a hint of regret and envy.

"Damn it, if I had known earlier I would have pretended to be sick before Uncle Lu! Xiao Ci would have dressed up in women's clothes for me to see."

"It's a pity. Why don't you wear it, baby? I haven't seen my little brother for a long time."

"...I think you don't want your little brother anymore. I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs when we get out of this secret realm!"

"Oh my, this little baby is so fierce. It looks like he needs to be spanked a few times by his little brother before he will behave himself."

"...Climb for me!"

“…”

Pavilion Master Wei and Palace Master Yang were arguing in low voices at a distance. I was confused by what I heard and quickly put it out of my mind. I looked back at my master who was looking up with anticipation on his face.

I sighed. Master is so naive and stupid that it makes people feel sad.

The Demon Lord can only eliminate the inner demons by Tu Tiandao. Even if the Master sacrifices himself, how much effect will it have?

I thought Master would be sad this time, so I started thinking about how to make him happy.

"Okay." The Demon Lord said calmly, as if he had made up his mind: "At least one month."

I:"……"

I pinched my arm hard, hmm, I wasn't dreaming.

The master breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "I'll do as you say. Can you calm down, little uncle?"

The Demon Lord said nothing. He just lowered his eyes and looked at his master, his gaze wandering suggestively on his lips.

Master immediately understood what I meant, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the Demon Lord's neck, and offered his soft lips - I immediately blushed and turned away.

Only then did I realize that the evil spirit around me had faded away at some point, and the woods were filled with peace and tranquility, with birds chirping.

The terrifying demonic aura just now seemed like a bluff, leaving no trace.

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I always felt that something was wrong...as if I had been bitten by a donkey?

After thinking for a long time, I think I should give a name to the scene before my eyes, which is called "The Thousand Layers of Tricks of the Demon Lord".

The Demon Lord should also change his name. Don’t call him Lu Xiao anymore. Call him Lu Thousand Layer Cake.

The target of this trip, Huang Ling, was gone. Although the big guys were upset, they all followed their master's wishes and did not track or search for her. They started to travel around.

So much so that when occasionally a disciple of immortal cultivators passed by, he was so scared that he almost kneeled down in front of the huge team of big guys, and waited tremblingly for the group to pass by, not daring to even look at them.

I followed a group of big guys, just like a little brother following a bully on the street, accepting the same awe-inspiring gazes and taking advantage of the power of others.

To be honest, it feels so good to show off.

"Stop! There is a scent of the big treasure!" Palace Master Yang Liu suddenly stopped us and shouted loudly.

Wei Shuo kicked him and cursed in a low voice: "What are you talking about!"

This time it was Yang Xi who was at a loss: "...It's the scent of top-grade ingredients."

"..." Wei Shuo's face flushed slightly, and he immediately changed the subject: "Huang Ling? Where is she?"

Just as Palace Master Yang Xi closed her eyes and tried to feel the direction carefully, Shen Bie said "No need".

At the corner of the canyon not far away, a young man in goose-yellow feather clothes and a young man in a white robe just turned around. The young man was holding a long, glittering blue-black feather in his hand, and was swinging it casually to hit the leaves.

"Wow! It's so beautiful! And it can blow down so many leaves with just one clap!" the boy shouted exaggeratedly.

The young man behind him smiled and said, "Do you like it, young master? Let's take this feather back to the sect to entertain the cats."

"..." The big guys around me were silent, and I was silent too.

These two guys who don't know treasures, not only carelessly leave the treasures outside, but they actually use rare and top-grade materials to make leaves to entertain cats? !

The master covered his chest in pain and said, "Is this the favored child of Heaven? How arrogant."

The corner of Yang Xi's mouth twitched, and he took out a small lotus magic weapon from his sleeve.

I've read in a book that this is a magical weapon used by the Yunyue Palace to snatch treasures from other people's hands. The weaker the opponent, the easier it is to snatch it away.

The lotus petals opened - before Yang Xi could concentrate on casting the spell, Phoenix Feather stuck to him.

"..." Everyone fell into puzzled silence again.

I looked at the two men suspiciously. Are they really immortal cultivators?

The young man realized that his treasure had been snatched away, and looked over angrily. Soon his face turned pale, and it was obvious that he was frightened by the ferocious and evil gang.

I saw him kick the young man in white robe hard, gritting his teeth and saying, "Are you blind? Hurry up and get it back for me, Young Master!"

The young man in white robe immediately bowed and accepted the order, then walked towards us with a solemn and stern look, with no sign of intention in his eyes.

I frowned. The young man was most likely an obedient slave servant, but his temperament was very clean and his appearance was handsome. He looked more like the so-called favored son of heaven than that young master.

"My name is Bai Ziwei. This feather is something the young master just found. Please return it to us, seniors." The young man in white robe bowed respectfully to us.

Shen Bie snorted coldly: "Is this your first day out here? In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak. If you keep nagging, I won't be polite!"

As he spoke, he drew the Xuanyuan Sword from his arms, which immediately blew up a gust of sharp sword wind, forcing the young man to take several steps back.

The young man, who was much less powerful than him, couldn't get close to him. If he tried to force his way in, he would only die. He had no choice but to turn around in shame.

"Idol, this is for you." Yang Xi picked up the Phoenix Feather and carefully handed it to my master.

"It's really beautiful..." Carefully stroking the Phoenix Feather, the Master's eyes were filled with unconcealed joy. The stars were dancing and twinkling, and beautiful fragments of light were flowing.

I couldn't help but smile. No wonder the big guys wanted to fulfill Master's wishes so much. It was such a pleasure to see his joyful and satisfied smile.

But in addition to being happy, the master was also a little worried: "We are violating the laws of nature. These things do not belong to us. If we rob them, it will only harm our fate. I am afraid there will be endless troubles in the future."

I couldn't help but look not far away. The young boy was punching and kicking as if to vent his anger. Bai Ziwei just endured it silently, with his brows knitted in endurance.

Things were easily stolen and people were easily bullied.

Could God's favorite child really be so miserable?

“Tsk…”

Suddenly, I heard the master make a hand gesture in displeasure, and the young man was instantly bounced away, fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

“???” I looked at my master in horror. He was usually very Buddhist and almost never took action.

Master looked confused, as if he had just come to his senses. He looked around helplessly: "Why should I..."

As he spoke, Bai Ziwei anxiously ran over and knelt down in front of us: "The feather has been given to you, please spare my young master!"

Bai Ziwei said as he pulled at Master's robe. I quickly pushed his dirty hands away: "Don't touch my Master casually!"

But I heard Master ask coldly: "Why do you still want to protect him when he treats you like that?"

"?" I was stunned and looked up at my master who had a calm face. Both his expression and voice sounded very unfamiliar.

This... Master was suddenly taken away? The change of style in this painting is really outrageous.

Seeing the other big guys frowning in confusion, I stood up cautiously and moved away.

The Demon Lord's eyes were dark, and a strand of demonic energy secretly emerged from his sleeves. It went around the Master's ankles and carefully investigated the situation.

Bai Ziwei said firmly: "Young Master gave me porridge and rice when I was in trouble, which is why I am who I am now!"

Master: "But now he beats and scolds you, and only treats you as a slave who can be replaced at any time."

Bai Ziwei: "No matter what, I need to repay the favor."

Master: "You died for him once, didn't you? It was because of that time when you jumped off the cliff for him that you also obtained the blood cultivation method."

Bai Ziwei was stunned: "How do you know——"

The master interrupted him: "You don't need to know this. Anyway, you have repaid the so-called favor. Now it's time to live your own life."

Bai Ziwei looked up in bewilderment: "This..."

Master: "After leaving the secret realm, come to Lingxiao Immortal Sect to find me."

Bai Zi frowned slightly: "Why?"

The master's eyes were deep and serious: "I will accept you as my first disciple and teach you the blood cultivation method that has been lost forever."

I:???

Wait, what direction is this going?

So I'm not considered a disciple, but just a handyman all along!

Master, did you hear the sound of my heart breaking?

Deathly silence spread out, and the other big guys, like me, looked at Master in disbelief, while Master's face was abnormally calm as he waited for Bai Ziwei's response.

Bai Ziwei was silent for a long time, and finally clasped his fists towards his master: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior. Ziwei has decided to stay by the young master's side and protect him from worry."

The corner of Master's mouth curled up into a faint smile, but because of her infantile appearance, she looked childish and pretending to be mature.

"You will come eventually." The master looked at Bai Ziwei's resolute back meaningfully.

He maintained the posture of standing with his hands behind his back until Bai Ziwei helped the young master leave, then he relaxed in a daze.

“Oh my god…” Master covered his head with his hands, looking devastated: “What happened to me just now? I couldn’t control myself at all! Uncle, wow, wow…”

He threw himself into the Demon Lord's arms, seeking a sense of security, with tears in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, baby." The Demon Lord stroked the Master's soft long hair, lowered his head and kissed his hair, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

The other big guys also noticed something was wrong, and they all looked serious and asked about the situation.

The Demon Lord looked at Bai Ziwei's back not far away: "I just checked the baby and the man, and there is nothing unusual."

Master sighed with tears in his eyes: "I just became conscious, but I just couldn't control myself. I don't know who was controlling me to say those words... It was a terrible feeling."

I hesitated and asked, "Is it because... that person is a favored child of heaven?"

“Heaven’s Way…”

The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, flicked his sleeves and blew a sharp wind towards Bai Ziwei's back - but he didn't expect that the master who was lying in his arms suddenly jumped out, followed the strong wind, shook out the magic weapon, and blocked the demon's attack halfway.

“Baby!” The Demon Lord’s pupils shrank, and he instantly moved to the side of the Master and picked him up horizontally.

He nervously used his magical powers to investigate, fortunately his master was not seriously injured.

The master grabbed the collar of the demon, his face full of fear, and finally couldn't hold back his tears and said, "Why did I come here to protect him? What happened?..."

Seeing Master shedding tears in such a miserable state, my heart ached. As the disciple whom he had cultivated with all his efforts, I was unable to help Master solve his problems at the critical moment!

It's really a waste!

The other big guys hurried over and frowned when they saw Master's tears of grievance and fear.

He was so angry that he wanted to blow up the secret realm.

We discussed it for a long time and could only come to one conclusion: this is the will of heaven.

The Demon Lord has just proved that Bai Ziwei cannot be killed and may very likely turn against his Master.

The Way of Heaven cannot be challenged at will, and we dare not gamble with our Master’s life.

"Now we can only take one step at a time." Young Sect Leader Shen sighed.

After this incident, we had no time to look for any treasures. We just wanted to avoid Bai Ziwei. The big guys were so scared that they were a little bit arrogant.

On the night he returned to the Immortal Sect, with the company of the Demon Lord, Master went to bed early. I guess he just covered himself with a quilt and chatted before going to sleep.

After all, I know how much the Demon Lord loves my Master. Although we made that agreement in the secret realm, he is unwilling to vent his anger when Master is so vulnerable.

The next morning, I saw the Demon Lord hurriedly leaving the sect, and then Master’s message reached my ears.

Master actually asked me to go to his room.

Could it be that Master was really... injured last night and then had a quarrel with the Demon Lord?

Master is so pitiful. My heart aches just thinking about it and I quickly rush to the main peak.

I knocked carefully on Master's bedroom door, and the wooden door opened.

"Master?" I carefully approached the bed covered by heavy curtains and asked softly.

The thin white hand trembled as he opened a corner, and the master stuck his head out, which scared me.

"Master! What's wrong with you?" I rushed over.

His face was pale and miserable, his eyes were lifeless, and he said: "Xiao Ting, I just had a nightmare...but I dare not tell my uncle for the time being, so I can only tell you first, otherwise I will be too scared..."

I swallowed fearfully: "W-What dream?"

Master's beautiful deer eyes were filled with tears: "I dreamed that Bai Ziwei would seriously injure the Demon Lord in the future, fill the endless demon abyss, become the overlord of Zhongzhou, and collect countless handsome men as his harem."

I was shocked: "This..."

Master's tears fell, aggrieved and pitiful: "And most importantly, I am one of the concubines in the harem!"