Protect Our Chief

As Qee Hongzhao and the two Great Emperors were conversing in the Saint Hall, in the northern sky, not far from the Land of the Far West, a flying ship was swiftly heading towards it.

This was a private Flying Chariot shaped like a ship, whose hull was engraved with arcane inscriptions, giving it an air of mystery.

In terms of size, this Flying Chariot was much smaller than the Cloud Ray Flying Ships used for freight, but compared to typical Flying Chariots, it was an absolute behemoth.

The hull was marked with the blood insignia of the True Demon Hall.

In the front, pulling the ship, were two enormous Tier Ten Nether Demon Dragons.

The Nether Demon Dragon is a dragon species unique to the Red Moon Demon Dynasty, massive in size, with unparalleled defensive prowess. Each piece of its dark, metallic-sheen dragon scales had a defense comparable to a Purple Mansion Treasure.

The massive hull was entirely crafted from crimson Spirit Wood, and under the branding of inscriptions, it radiated a soft Treasure Light throughout.

There was no mast on the hull, only a beautifully crafted pavilion with soaring eaves and flowing red hues, epitomizing luxury.

Underneath the raised eaves, hung numerous Fluorite Spirit Lamps. From afar, the dazzling lights were exceptionally stunning, standing in stark contrast to the darkening sky around.

It resembled an excessively luxurious airborne palace, showcasing the strength and wealth of the Red Moon Demon Dynasty to all who beheld it.

Inside this flying palace.

Central to it was a room exuding an eerie aura.

Everything from the walls to the floor to the throne inside was blood-red in color.

To be precise, they seemed to be formed from fresh blood, flowing into each object within.

Sitting atop the enormous blood-colored throne was a person.

It was a child dressed in a blood-red robe, appearing to be just seven or eight years old, with white pupils and silver hair, short limbs, looking like a beautiful jade doll.

Yet, this jade doll exuded a dense bloodthirsty aura, as if a wicked ghost that had crawled out from the blood pools of Hell, sending a chilling fear through anyone’s heart.

This was none other than the Blood Child Demon Monarch, famed throughout the Red Moon Demon Dynasty. Despite his childlike exterior, he was an ancient demon over three thousand years old.

In his youth, he accidentally swallowed a Heaven and Earth Dao Fruit, causing a significant transformation in his bloodline talent, elevating him to the Unparalleled Celestial Pride Level. However, as a result, his body’s growth was sealed at a child’s stage.

After joining the True Demon Hall, he defeated countless opponents in what seemed like an unrestrained ascent, eventually becoming the successor of the True Demon Hall’s "Blood Demon Treasure Manual" and receiving their meticulous cultivation.

Today, he had already become a Demon Monarch who instilled fear just by name, and even amongst the numerous Demon Monarchs in the True Demon Hall, he was a top-tier powerhouse.

Yet, his actions were eccentric and domineering, no one dared to cross him. Many feared and hated him, and vowed never to share the same sky.

Still, he lived well enough, thanks to his immense strength and numerous Blood Puppet avatars aiding him in battles. Even if the legendary True Demons took action, it might not be certain to kill him.

Thus, as each adversary and foe perished, he remained vibrant and alive.

"Blood Child Demon Monarch," a captivating female voice resonated, "Not far ahead is the Yin Sha Sect. Logically, such a trifling matter could be handled by the Ancient Elephant Demon Monarch and me. Why did you bother to personally arrive at such a remote place?"

The speaker was a beautiful woman with red hair and snowy skin, exuding a bewitching charm.

She wore a crimson gauzy dress, her waist slender like a water snake’s, a mere grip away. As she walked, her waist swayed gently, as if boneless. Any man with marginal restraint would barely keep half his senses at the sight.

But the most striking feature about her was those golden snake-like eyes.

Amid the bright room, her pupils contracted into a thin line, carrying a cold-blooded aura typical of reptiles.

She was the Yin Snake Demoness.

Another renowned Lingxu-Realm demon from the Demon Dynasty, inheriting the True Demon Hall’s "Nether Snake Demon Scripture", her power was formidable and deceitful, excelling in stealth and infiltration, and swift comes and goes.

Anyone targeted by her would live in constant terror, never knowing when the Yin Snake Demoness might appear behind them for a lethal strike.

And the one she mentioned, the Ancient Elephant.

It referred to another Demon Monarch—[Ancient Elephant Demon Monarch], a towering, burly figure resembling an iron tower, his skin dark, muscles knotted like metal, emanating a fierce aura as if from the ancient Barbaric Wilderness.

He hailed from the True Demon Hall, practiced the Ancient Elephant Battle Demon Body, able to carry mountains, dismantle cities barehanded, an invincible Body Cultivator on the battlefield.

The True Demon Hall’s three major Lingxu-Realm demon cultivators gathered.

This was undoubtedly a significant affair.

The silver eyes of the Blood Child Demon Monarch flashed coldly, his voice carrying an ancient tone: "Yin Snake Demoness, you’re still too young, having ascended to the Lingxu-Realm for just a century or two, it’s understandable not to grasp the intricacies."

"The Qin and Qi countries, alongside the Yin Sha Sect, although ostensibly honor the Demon Dynasty and True Demon Hall, in reality, rule like kings and tyrants in these remote lands."

"With just you and the Ancient Elephant arriving, they might superficially comply, but covertly stall, or even nurture disloyalty. What we’re planning is of grave importance, mistakes cannot be afforded."

The Yin Snake Demoness inquired: "Then what does the Demon Monarch intend?"

"Heh heh~ Naturally, this Demon Monarch wants them to comprehend the simple truth of prospering by following me and perishing by opposing," a bloody Evil Qi energy filled his pupils, "Whoever dares obstruct this Demon Monarch’s path to ascension, shall be annihilated."

"Boom!"

The Flying Palace was instantly dyed a crimson red, resembling the eye of an awakened demon god.

...

At the same time.

Daqian Lingyun Sacred Land.

A group of people returning from the Immortal Dynasty finally arrived at the Sacred Land.

Leading them, Master Yunyang dressed in a meticulously prepared new outfit, stood suspended in the air with his hands clasped behind his back, the aura of a Divine Power Realm Cultivator unmistakably displayed.

"Lingyun Sacred Land! Hehehe~" Master Yunyang let out an exuberant laugh, "As the saying goes, ’never walk at night with rich attire.’ I, Yunyang, have finally returned."

"Old Dog Langya, back in the day, you deceived me, humiliated me, and even snatched the senior sister from me. From now on, for each of these over two hundred enmities, I will make you repay a hundred times over."

Not far away.

The younger ones watching this scene couldn’t help but break into a sweat.

The one called Langya, what exactly did he do to Master Yunyang in the past to make him harbor such resentment?

Jiang Xingyuan nudged Gongyang Strategy, curiously asking, "Younger Brother Gong Yang, isn’t Elder Langya your master? Have you never heard about the grudges between him and Elder Yunyang? Snatching a senior sister — that’s a feud as deep as the sea."

Gongyang Strategy was also bewildered, muttering, "I’ve truly never heard of this. My master has been single his entire life..."

"These old seniors are always indulging in affairs of the heart, far from the true path of the Human Race," Yao Chengchao remarked, deeply disdainful of these old seniors.

This time, Yao Chengchao also accompanied the group to Lingyun Sacred Land, partly to see the commotion, as the Struggle for the Saint Son is not something that can be seen regularly.

Additionally, he heard that Wang Shouzhe was also at the Sacred Land, and with the pain of his heavy losses, he wanted to ask Wang Shouzhe for some compensation, at least giving him some funds as reparation, right?

"Elder Yunyang and the senior sister must have been very much in love, but didn’t expect that scoundrel Langya to interfere, leading to... Hence, the elder is back to settle the scores," Lan Wan’er took this idle moment to imagine a tear-jerking, tragic love story full of twists and turns.

Even Wang Lici felt her blood boiling. Her master treated her so well, and having the senior sister snatched — how could this be endured? I, Wang Lici, even if it means missing a meal, must avenge my master’s disgrace.

Amidst the speculations.

A Flying Chariot streaked across like a meteor, carrying within it a hearty and confident laugh: "Well, isn’t this Yunyang? I heard you took your disciple on a wandering journey to the Immortal Dynasty? Not bad, not bad, you’ve actually advanced to the Divine Power Realm. Our Longzuo Academy has truly made a name this time."

As the laughter subsided.

Two figures, one old and one young, soared from the Flying Chariot, landing in front of everyone. The elder, of course, was the current head of Longzuo Academy — Celestial River Zhenren.

However, nowadays Celestial River Zhenren is deeply engrossed in working tirelessly, having handed over most of Longzuo Academy’s powers to his beloved disciple Wang Liyao. He said he wanted to give Liyao more practice to gain an advantage in the future Struggle for the Saint Son.

The other ethereal young woman was the famously lauded pride of the entire Daqian — Wang Liyao.

This was the renowned Great Celestial Pride of Daqian and the Sacred Land, rumored to possess bloodline talent at the Great Celestial Pride Grade B level, making her the hot favorite to win the current Struggle for the Saint Son/Saintess title.

"Celestial River Old...? Oh, isn’t this the esteemed headmaster?" Master Yunyang almost blurted out the old ghost, but after greeting, he glanced at Wang Liyao beside him, frowning, "This young woman with such ethereal grace, is she your disciple Wang Liyao?"

Even though he was in the Immortal Dynasty, he was still able to get some information, and it was said that after he left, Wang Liyao appeared in the Academy. Not only qualified to contest for the Saintess position but also the hottest favorite for it.

"Liyao greets Deputy Headmaster Yunyang." Wang Liyao addressed him gracefully while standing in mid-air.

"Indeed, her ethereal qualities are unrivaled, comparable to my disciple Wang Lici," Master Yunyang replied, seizing the opportunity to praise Wang Lici, "Lici, it’s been a long time since we’ve met, aren’t you going to greet your younger sister?"

Before Wang Lici could speak, Wang Liyao flew over, respectfully greeting, "Yaoo’er greets Eldest Sister Lici, it’s been decades, yet Eldest Sister remains as radiant as ever."

"Liyao my younger sister, when I left for training, you were just a little girl," Wang Lici, also brimming with excitement, held her sister’s hand as she reminisced, "I still remember, I used to bring you tasty treats, but Fourth Uncle would always watch me like a hawk, afraid I’d give you any random food to eat."

The term Eldest Sister seemed to transport Wang Lici back in time, recalling the days of reigning supreme among her peers in the Wang Family, and she couldn’t help but sigh at the memories.

Time passed so quickly, years slipped by while eating, and even Yaoo’er has grown so much now.

"This Fairy is quite something." Not far away, Jiang Xingyuan stared at Wang Liyao, eyes gleaming, saying, "Younger Brother Gong Yang, is this your greatest rival Wang Liyao? This demeanor and beauty, even among the Immortal Palace, she would be the Fairy Liyao that everyone worships."

Gongyang Strategy remarked leisurely, "Life is a grindstone; win or lose, it’s not wasted if you’ve lived fully. However... if Brother Jiang dares to worship her, we’ll sever ties immediately."

"Rest assured, rest assured, I, Jiang Xingyuan, have my principles. She’s your opponent, after all," Jiang Xingyuan said, though his eyes couldn’t peel away from Wang Liyao.

At this moment.

Master Yunyang erupted with overwhelming fury: "Celestial River, are you serious? Old Ghost Jiang is harboring malicious intent, planning to cheat? Hmph, that old creature really thinks of the Sacred Land as his own domain?"

"Yunyang, who did you just call an old ghost?"

In the sky, space was torn asunder, and Jiang Zhencang shattered the void, arriving.

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