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Chapter 1388: Lu Wang—Both Immortal and Demon Soldier

Bloodstains seeped deeply from Feng Fuce’s back.

From the gaps in the slightly damaged clothes, one could easily see the severity of the injury.

The bleeding flesh was shocking to behold.

Bai Zhi’er hurriedly wanted to examine it closely, but Feng Fuce grasped her hand.

"It’s nothing," he said lightly. "I got it accidentally when I just came out of the Thunder Punishment Hall, it’s not serious."

Only then did Bai Zhi’er remember that when leaving the Thunder Punishment Hall, she was ahead and he was behind.

Therefore, he got injured without a word, and she hadn’t noticed.

Bai Zhi’er knitted her brows with worry: "But it looks serious, you should stay and rest. I’ll go to the Extreme Abyss alone."

Lu Wang volunteered: "I’ll go with the Princess, so Lord Demon can be more at ease."

"Not at ease," Feng Fuce said resolutely.

Everyone looked at him silently.

Bai Zhi’er blinked, her eyes innocent.

Feng Fuce looked at her and said: "Just a minor injury, don’t worry. If I don’t go with you, the condition might worsen."

Bai Zhi’er promptly nodded: "Alright then, but you have to listen to me and not act willfully."

Feng Fuce responded with a hum, appearing quite agreeable.

Bai Zhi’er then had him turn around to give him some simple treatment.

Although the damage caused by Heavenly Thunder is irreversible and requires rest, her mana could make Feng Fuce feel a bit better.

Jing Jia did not overlook the distress shown in her daughter’s eyes.

When Feng Fuce spoke to her, his manner was always gentle.

Even though he should have felt real pain, the blood at the corner of his mouth, though wiped away, continued to ooze.

Anyone could see that Feng Fuce’s injuries were serious.

Yet he endured discomfort to first reassure Bai Zhi’er.

Jing Jia watched for a while before diverting her gaze.

Feng Fuce told Lu Wang: "You stay in the Heavenly Court and assist the Heavenly Dao with miscellaneous tasks."

Jing Jia crossed her arms, knowing exactly what Feng Fuce’s plan was.

Clearly, he wanted to be alone with her daughter!

As someone with experience, Jing Jia understood.

She said to Lu Wang: "Since the Demon Lord assigned you to me, now I appoint you as the Divine Weapon General."

"You are ordered to accompany the Demon Lord and the Emperor to the Jiyuan Land. Your mission is to protect them and ensure their safe return."

Upon hearing this, Feng Fuce frowned: "He doesn’t need to come along."

Jing Jia chuckled: "Lu Wang is currently a registered immortal of the Heavenly Court, not yet removed from the role, so naturally he listens to my orders."

Bai Zhi’er watched her mother spar verbally with Feng Fuce and couldn’t help but smile.

"Alright then, let Brother Lu Wang come along with us."

"After all, we’re getting the Immortal Herbs to save Sister A Ruo, having Brother Lu Wang come along will make him feel better."

Lu Wang nodded vigorously.

Afterward, he looked gratefully at the Heavenly Dao and Bai Zhi’er.

He didn’t want to wait passively but wanted to contribute to A Ruo’s sake.

Given the circumstances, Feng Fuce did not continue to argue.

Bai Zhi’er had Feng Fuce change into new clothes, while she accompanied Jing Jia in settling the responsibilities of various immortals.

Then they ordered the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to clear the Heavenly Court and check if any had slipped through unnoticed.

Afterwards, they soared off into the clouds, heading for the extreme north, to the Jiyuan Land.

Jing Jia watched their backs, her gaze thoughtful.

"It seems Zhi Bao has long been targeted by another youngster. Really don’t know how A Lie manages his daughter, this great danger is right beside her, and he hasn’t noticed."

Jing Jia pressed her eyebrows, feeling helpless.

After arranging everything, she returned to the mortal world to prevent Bai Xilie from getting anxious.

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