Chapter 238: Female Shop Owner

Damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier!

The Demon Lord kicked Zhang Xingyu's body.

Go!

He swept his wide sleeve and led the way out of the basement.

Zhang Xingyu got up from the ground and brushed the dust off his body.

At the moment he turned, he gave Hu Siping an OK sign with the hand behind his back.

They walked out of the shop.

Under the Demon Lord's leadership, the crowd kicked open the door of the opposite shop like wolves and tigers.

This was a shop that sold alchemical goods.

The shopkeeper was a witch.

She was about thirty, heavily made up, and quite charming.

Seeing the Demon Lord who had kicked the door and entered, the woman's face changed dramatically.

My lord! All you commanders!

The woman forced a smile and stepped forward to greet everyone.

The Demon Lord didn't even glance at her, shouting loudly, 'Search!'

Clatter clatter.

A clamor of noise.

The shopkeeper panicked inside, her eyes darting.

The Demon Lord seized the shopkeeper's collar: 'Speak! Where did you hide the human traitors?'

'No. No.' the female shopkeeper stammered.

'Hmph! If you confess yourself, I might consider pleading with Lord Had to spare your life. If we find it in our search, hehe...' the Demon Lord threatened.

'No. Really no.' the female shop manager answered, forcing calm.

'My lord, there isn't any!'

The demon soldiers stepped forward to report.

The Demon Lord released the woman's collar.

Go!

The Demon Lord turned and strode toward the door.

The shopkeeper touched her chest and let out a gentle breath.

She secretly thought, this level was finally passed with a scare but no danger.

However, a moment later, her heart clenched again.

At the main entrance, the Demon Lord suddenly stopped.

He turned, stared at the female shop manager for a few glances, then quickly walked toward the counter.

Behind the counter hung an embroidered image of Demon King Harry.

If the embroidery is touched, it would be a great disrespect to the Demon King.

Therefore, during the search, all the demon soldiers deliberately avoided this place.

Only see the Demon Lord put away his magic blade, with a respectful face, bowing before the embroidery.

'Please forgive me, Great Demon King. This humble one needs to search for human traitors and must examine the wall behind the embroidery.'

After completing the full ritual, the Demon Lord carefully rolled up the embroidery.

Seeing the Demon Lord's action, the shopkeeper's legs trembled and cold sweat poured.

It's over, we've been discovered.

She wailed in her heart.

The embroidery rolled up, revealing a small stone door.

The Demon Lord placed the embroidery properly, then pointed at Zhang Xingyu.

'You, go in and take a look!'

Unlucky!

Zhang Xingyu drew his magic blade, lit the fire candle, and then cautiously came to the door.

He gently pushed with his hand, but the stone door didn't budge at all.

He shoved hard, yet the stone door still didn't budge.

Could there be a mechanism?

He raised the candlelight, carefully examined the stone door, and finally found some clues.

Above the stone door, there is a circular pattern with the numbers one through ten engraved inside.

Could there be a password?

Without Zhang Xingyu needing to ask, the Demon Lord again seized the shopkeeper's collar.

'Speak, what is the password?'

'I, I...'

The shopkeeper stammered but still refused to say the password.

Slap!

The Demon Lord raised his hand and slapped the shopkeeper.

'Speak! If you don't speak, I'll split you!'

The Demon Lord shoved the shopkeeper to the ground.

He drew the demon blade at his waist, the sharp edge pressing against the female shopkeeper's neck.

"Speak!"

The Demon Lord roared again.

He applied slight pressure with his hand, and the blade sliced the shopkeeper's skin,

a gush of fresh blood flowed out, staining the front of her collar red.

"6257, 7526"

Following the password the shopkeeper gave, Zhang Xingyu traced the numbers with demonic energy.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the door lock opened.

He pushed the stone door aside.

A strong fragrance surged out from the doorway.

The scent came from a plant called Mihun Fragrance, which has an aphrodisiac, mind‑bewitching effect.

Holding a candle, he stepped cautiously into the stone door.

By the dim light, the scene inside the door entered his view.

Flashing pearl curtains, pink sand canopies, a wide crimson bed.

Anyone who saw it would know it was a place for lovers' trysts.

Several burly men sat in the room.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu enter, the men sprang up at once.

"Grace?"

The leading man asked softly.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the man.

The fellow had hawk eyes, a high nose, short stature, and was the suicide squad captain Ge Liao.

Behind him, Zhang Xingyu saw Ao Li Gei and several other suicide squad comrades.

What the hell?

Zhang Xingyu was stunned.

"Zhang......"

Ge Liao was about to greet.

The Demon Lord behind him shoved Zhang Xingyu aside.

He glanced at the few people in the room, then laughed heartily:

"Ha ha! This place indeed hides human debauchery. Now I can claim a great merit."

After speaking, he smiled at Zhang Xingyu: "And you, Ge Luo, you kid also earned a great merit. I will reward you properly."

"What the—!"

Zhang Xingyu really wanted to slap himself.

Could I be a jinx?

No one expected that Ge Liao and the others hadn't fled the city.

This is trouble.

Demon soldiers surged in.

In an instant they completely surrounded Ge Liao and the others.

"Will you surrender on your own, or must we act?" the Demon Lord laughed.

While his laughter continued, a black demon blade pierced his chest.

At the same time, a red glare illuminated the dim stone chamber.

In an instant, demon soldier heads fell to the ground.

It turned out that the moment Zhang Xingyu saw Ge Liao and the others, he knew he had to act.

He could not let the Demon Lord and demon soldiers leave alive.

Otherwise, none of those present would think they could leave Mount Yashi City alive.

The Demon Lord's head fell to the ground, his face still bearing a manic grin.

After killing the demon soldiers in the room, Zhang Xingyu rushed out the doorway.

In the shop's main hall, another demon soldier guarded the shopkeeper.

His steps were swift, and the demon soldier's movements were not slow.

The moment he burst out of the stone chamber, the demon soldier also rushed to the shop's exterior.

Boom!

In the demon soldier's hand, a multicolored firework shot skyward.

Bad!

A sword cut off the demon soldier's head; Zhang Xingyu shouted to the comrades behind him, "Run!"

Just out of the shop.

From beside came Hu Siping's voice: "Xingyu, come here."

The neighboring shop's storefront was half‑closed.

Hu Siping stood at the doorway, anxiously waving to Zhang Xingyu.

"Brother Si, hurry! Leave this place quickly, the demon soldiers are arriving!"

"Go this way. There's a teleportation array here. We'll go through the array!"

Teleportation formation?

Could it be that six-pointed altar?

No time to think, hurriedly bringing Ge Li Ao and the others inside.

Close the main gate, sneak into the basement.

At this moment, the teleportation formation on the altar already glowed red.

The formation activated.

Red light flashed.

The person originally standing on the altar has already disappeared.

Seeing this, the people beside the altar hurriedly replaced the spirit stones.

This is obviously just a micro teleportation formation, only able to transport one person at a time.

There are over a dozen people in the room; to send them all away would surely take quite a while.

"Fourth Brother, you go first! I'll go check the gate!"

Having said that, Zhang Xingyu left the basement and came to the doorway to observe.

Outside the gate, demon soldiers were surging in from all directions.

From the sky came the roars of demon dragons.

Someone must go lure them away; otherwise, everyone in the house cannot hope to leave safely.

"Fourth Brother, Captain, you go first. I'll go lure them away!"