Chapter 362: Bullying an Honest Person

Ye Lin's high school grades were not ideal.

Although he had not studied for a long time, once he picked up a pen, Ye Lin was still as familiar with the process as if he had never stopped.

He was like an illiterate person who had finally found a dictionary; his desire for learning was instantly ignited, and he kept looking through the dictionary, learning one vivid and descriptive character after another.

As Ye Lin's academic performance improved and he recognized more and more characters, the dark barrier also began to totter.

Accompanied by a cracking sound, the dark barrier trapping Ye Lin completely shattered, and the Soul-Devouring Empress, who was playing the role of the dictionary, was also momentarily stunned by the powerful shockwave.

Benefiting from the powerful enhancement brought by his Dragon bloodline, this time Ye Lin successfully subdued the Soul-Devouring Empress without using any clones, and he seized the opportunity to turn and run.

If nothing went wrong, that woman would definitely go crazy again.

Sure enough, not long after Ye Lin ran out, a fierce murderous intent locked onto him from afar.

The Soul-Devouring Empress's face was full of coldness, and she didn't even bother to wash her face before chasing after him.

"Little Soul, I told you not to use the dark barrier, but you wouldn't listen!" Ye Lin explained.

The Soul-Devouring Empress did not speak; the only response to Ye Lin was a surging wave of demonic energy that instantly pierced through his chest.

"Pfft!"

Ye Lin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face twisting slightly.

"Damn it! You really didn't hold back at all!"

"Did you hold back? Go to hell!"

The Soul-Devouring Empress let out a sharp cry, and several strands of demonic energy twisted toward him again, tearing Ye Lin's body to pieces.

And the palm-shaped red mark that appeared on her fair, translucent skin indeed proved that Ye Lin had not held back at all just moments ago.

Having been killed once again, Ye Lin knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't say anything more to provoke the Soul-Devouring Empress and just buried his head and ran.

But just then, that familiar, ink-black barrier swarmed over once again.

The same move is useless against a Saint Seiya; having seen this move many times, Ye Lin was naturally not afraid in the least.

"Forbidden Spell: Union of Bliss and Emptiness!"

As long as the Soul-Devouring Empress lost consciousness and her brain lost the ability to think, the dark barrier would collapse on its own.

Sure enough, under the violent power of Ye Lin, who had transformed into a dragon, the dark barrier was once again broken through by Ye Lin before long.

Ye Lin set off to run again, but the Soul-Devouring Empress seemed determined to keep him today; before Ye Lin had run very far, the dark barrier formed again and enveloped him.

"Again?"

Ye Lin's expression changed slightly, but he had no other way to break the Soul-Devouring Empress's dark barrier; after all, the gap in their strength was plain to see.

Forced into a corner, Ye Lin had no choice but to use the forbidden spell Union of Bliss and Emptiness again.

In the time that followed, the human and the demon kept repeating this process.

The dark barrier kept forming and being shattered.

Gradually, the dark barrier seemed to have completely taken on Ye Lin's shape.

At this moment, Ye Lin also began to realize that something was wrong; how did he feel like the Soul-Devouring Empress was doing this on purpose?

"That's not right, you brat, you're just here to freeload, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, the Soul-Devouring Empress felt slightly guilty, then glanced at Ye Lin with disgust.

"You think you're worthy of me scamming you? Your human constitution is far worse than my demon race! Trash!"

Hearing this, Ye Lin's brows instantly furrowed.

"Fine, then this time, don't use the dark barrier, and I won't use the Union of Bliss and Emptiness. How about we fight to the death?"

"You? Garbage." The Soul-Devouring Empress looked Ye Lin up and down with disdain.

Ye Lin didn't say much; he wasn't fighting this battle for himself, nor was he trying to prove anything—he was fighting for the dignity of the human race!

Ye Lin didn't say anything more, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out. This time, without the influence of the Union of Bliss and Emptiness, the battle was even more tragic.

Both of them used all their strength, fighting to a standstill.

Having fought several times, Ye Lin clearly knew where the Soul-Devouring Empress's weakness lay. He seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack on her weakness.

Under Ye Lin's powerful force, the Soul-Devouring Empress immediately gasped.

The demon race's constitution was clearly much stronger than that of the human race. Even having reached this point, the Soul-Devouring Empress still gritted her teeth and refused to faint, instead looking at Ye Lin with contempt.

"Is this... all you humans... have?"

"You forced me to do this!"

The already slightly gaunt Ye Lin gritted his teeth.

"Forbidden Spell: One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!"

"Listen to my command, go to the back and line up!"

At this moment, one clone stepped forward voluntarily.

"This humble general is willing to form a pincer attack with the General! I shall ensure this cruel demon cannot attend to both ends!"

Even when dueling Ye Lin, the Soul-Devouring Empress had been gritting her teeth to hold on. Now, facing four opponents at once, the Soul-Devouring Empress was even more stretched, revealing flaws everywhere. Before long, she suffered heavy injuries and lost consciousness completely.

"Zhang Wuji's mother was right; the prettier a woman is, the more she lies, and demon women are no exception!"

Ye Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead. The Imperial-level bloodline of the demon race was truly extraordinary; this battle was much harder than when he fought the Skin Corpse King.

Ye Lin walked up and reached out to pat the Soul-Devouring Empress's fair, delicate face.

"Do you submit?"

The Soul-Devouring Empress did not answer Ye Lin's question. She tilted her head, her pair of purple eyes unfocused, staring blankly at the ground. If her chest weren't still rising and falling, Ye Lin would have even suspected she was a corpse.

After a long while, the Soul-Devouring Empress's pupils regained focus. She sat up with difficulty, which made Ye Lin stare blankly.

"Ye Lin."

The Soul-Devouring Empress suddenly spoke.

"Yeah." Ye Lin was busy looking at her chest and didn't look up.

"Marry me."

"Huh???"

Ye Lin raised his head, his face full of astonishment.

"As long as you hand over the Origin Ancient Artifact on you to Lady Butterfly Emperor, I guarantee you can live well. From now on, you will stay in the Demon Realm to live. I will marry you with the highest etiquette of the demon race, you will take my surname, and you will be the Imperial Consort of my Soul-Devouring Demon Beast clan!" the Soul-Devouring Empress said with a serious face.

"I marry you? I have to hand over the Origin Ancient Artifact, I have to move to the Demon Realm, and I have to take your surname? Aren't you bullying an honest person?" Ye Lin became agitated.

"Don't get excited yet. My surname is Yue; changing your name to Yue Lin isn't unpleasant to hear, and you aren't the only one suffering a loss." The Soul-Devouring Empress glanced at Ye Lin.

"What do you mean?" Ye Lin asked.

"If you marry in, your parents will also have to change to my surname."