The Nine Nether Mystic Tree is the sacred tree of their demon race, and the mysterious branches that grow from the top of the tree condense the essence of the Nine Nether Mystic Tree.
Newborn demons who consume Xuanzhi buds can have their demon bloodline purified, making it purer.
Although not only one Xuanzhi sprout grows on the Nine Nether Mystic Tree, the number of Xuanzhi sprouts is not large, and they are very important to the demon race.
Lan Wang felt wronged after being sternly reprimanded by Lan Zhou. "Of course I know, but Miss Ruan needs the Xuanzhi bud to save her life. Now that I've encountered this situation, how can I just sit idly by?"
“I remember that after the blessing was given to the newborn of the demon race, there were still a few Xuanzhi buds left on the Nine Nether Xuan Tree. Moreover, the Nine Nether Xuan Tree has a spirit. According to the clan’s rules, anyone who passes the test set by the Nine Nether Xuan Tree can get a Xuanzhi bud.”
Lan Wang looked at Lan Zhou and argued his case.
Ruan Xiyan clasped her hands in a fist salute to Lan Zhou, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I am willing to offer a ninth-grade pill in exchange for the Xuanzhi Sprout."
"A ninth-grade pill?!" Lan Zhou's eyes widened in surprise. "You're an alchemist."
Ruan Xiyan nodded, "I noticed that His Majesty the Demon Emperor seems to be experiencing some health issues. I have a Snow Ginseng Pill here, which I hope will be helpful to you."
Ruan Xiyan took out a ninth-grade pill from her spatial storage to show her sincerity.
Although ninth-grade pills are extremely precious, they can be refined again if they are lost. She absolutely must obtain the Xuanzhi Sprout.
As the Demon King of the Demon Clan, Lan Zhou had seen many good things in his daily life, and probably only a precious ninth-grade pill could move him.
"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Lan Wang asked. "Miss Ruan is a ninth-grade alchemist. Why don't you let her take a look at you?"
“No need,” Lan Zhou refused.
He glanced at the ninth-grade pill in Ruan Xiyan's hand, his eyes flashing. Even on the Nine Provinces Continent, alchemists who could refine pills held extremely high status.
Moreover, he is a ninth-grade alchemist, and a ninth-grade alchemist is no small figure.
Demons are born with brute strength, and due to the limitations of their bloodline, it is very difficult for alchemists to emerge from among them.
If the demon race could befriend a ninth-grade alchemist, it would be entirely beneficial to them.
Lan Zhou took the pills from Ruan Xiyan's hand, his attitude softening somewhat.
"You are not a member of the demon race, so you cannot directly obtain the Xuanzhi sprout. I can give you a chance to undergo the Nine Nether Xuan Tree's test. As for whether you can obtain the Xuanzhi sprout, that depends on your own ability."
"You will stay in the demon realm today while I make arrangements. Tomorrow I will take you to the Nine Nether Mystic Tree to participate in the trial."
"Thank you for your trouble, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor," Ruan Xiyan said, neither humble nor arrogant.
Just then, a gentle and beautiful woman walked over. She took Lan Zhou's arm and smiled at Lan Wang opposite her.
"A-Wang is back. A-Wang brought people to visit the demon clan. What are you doing standing outside like this? Let's go inside and talk."
Lan Zhou nodded. "Let's go."
"Sister-in-law," Lan Wang greeted the woman who appeared.
As they walked toward the palace, Lan Wang introduced Ruan Xiyan, "Miss Ruan, this is my sister-in-law Yuan Lu, my brother's sweetheart."
Inside the hall.
“Now that A-Wang is back, I’ll cook him a delicious meal myself tonight,” Yuanlu said.
Lan Zhou held her hand, "Wouldn't that be too much of a burden for you? Don't spoil Lan Wang too much. Just let the people below do whatever they need to do."
“It’s alright. Ah Wang loves my cooking the most. Miss Ruan is here too, so please stay and try my cooking.” Yuan Lu said as she stood up.
"My sister-in-law is the best to me. Sister-in-law, let me help you with the work."
In the kitchen.
Yuanlu worked methodically, while Lanwang assisted her.
"Sister-in-law, you and my brother are childhood sweethearts with a stable relationship, but you haven't gotten married yet. When will I be able to drink your and my brother's wedding wine?" Lan Wang asked.
"No rush. Your brother is very busy lately. He said he'll hold the wedding after he's done with this busy period."
"Sister-in-law, you are just too gentle and considerate. Someone as good as you, why didn't my brother marry you sooner? My brother is always so fierce. What exactly does my brother see in you?" Lan Wang asked, puzzled.
“Your brother is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He is a very good person and he is very good to me. If he hadn’t saved me, I probably would be dead by now.”
“Your elder brother shoulders the mission and burden of the demon race alone, keeping all his worries to himself. Some time ago, in order to break through his strength, he stayed at the Demon Fire Altar for a whole day and night, which backfired on him and injured himself.”
“I was in excruciating pain after just a few hours on the Demon Fire Altar. Does my brother have a death wish?” Lan Wang frowned. “He has never told me any of this.”
The demonic fire on the Demon Fire Altar can cleanse impurities in the bloodline, making the bloodline of the demon race purer.
The demonic fire is incredibly powerful; only members of the dragon royal family, who possess a trace of ancient dragon blood, can withstand its baptism. Ordinary lesser demons who approach the demonic fire altar will suffer the fate of having their souls scattered.
Even if one possesses the bloodline of a dragon demon and can withstand the scorching of demonic fire, the pain one must endure on the Demonic Fire Altar is unimaginable. Every moment spent there is no less painful than being skinned, having tendons pulled out, flesh sliced, and bones removed.
He ran to Chongqing because he couldn't stand it anymore, so he temporarily escaped.
He hadn't expected his brother to stay on the Demon Fire Altar for so long. No wonder Miss Ruan had said that his brother's body was acting strangely; it must have been because he fell into the Demon Fire Altar.
“A-Wang, I have watched you grow up since you were a child. Your talent is the best among the demons. You have a special physique. Your brother is strict with you because he wants you to grow up quickly and take on the great responsibility of the demons.”
"Although your brother can provide for you now, neither your brother nor I can protect you forever." Yuanlu said earnestly, her eyes flickering slightly as she spoke.
However, Lan Wang, feeling guilty, didn't notice. He pursed his lips and said, "Sister-in-law, I won't be willful next time. I know that everything my brother did was for the sake of the demon race, so I have never blamed him."
"Even though the demonic fire on the Demon Fire Altar is very painful, I will never run away from it again. I don't want my brother to face all the things of the demon race alone."
“Our Ah Wang has really grown up.” Yuan Lu ruffled Lan Wang’s hair.
After the demons' simple hospitality, Ruan Xiyan, led by the demon guards, headed towards her residence.
When she reached a fork in the road, Ruan Xiyan suddenly stopped and looked in the opposite direction.
There seemed to be something unusual about that place, and the security was much tighter than in other areas.
"Miss Ruan, what's wrong?" The demon guard looked at Ruan Xiyan, who had stopped.
What kind of place is that?
The demon guard followed Ruan Xiyan's gaze and then explained, "That area is a forbidden zone for our demon race. Without His Majesty the Demon Emperor's order, no one is allowed to approach it."
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