Chapter 185: The Meeting of Two Demon Kings (Will Be Later)

Xiao Qiangwei stared in astonishment as that wisp of refined blood drilled into the bell.

What did the refined blood of a Demon Lord in the Embracing Elixir Realm signify?

The best method to condense a core required at least five washings in the Martial Temple, or a treasure capable of suppressing Juncheng.

This was an achievement no second person in Outside Qingzhou had possessed for many years.

But...

Xiao Qiangwei looked at the little girl with a complex expression.

Indeed, Lin Baiwei stared helplessly at the bell: "I didn't mean that."

Before she could continue explaining.

"I know."

Shen Yi slowly rose, speaking calmly: "No need to be so anxious."

A martial artist with a perfect Jade Elixir could affect nothing, no matter how desperately he fought.

"..."

For the first time, Lin Baiwei wished she did not know the young man so well, so that when he spoke only half a sentence, she could immediately grasp the other half hidden behind it.

"Is there anything else?"

Shen Yi walked to stand before her, watching the little girl bury her head in silence, then suddenly reached out to rub her head: "Stop being dramatic."

Although he thought her act of venturing alone into North Cliff was a bit foolish, he still admired the spirited girl from before more; even with her life hanging by a thread, she had used both legs to say, "Call me master, and I will help you enter the initial realm threshold, how about that?"

Striving with all one's mind to survive, using this life in a place where it was needed more.

Rather than fighting for momentary pride as she did now, doing such meaningless foolish things as chasing after others.

"Ah."

Lin Baiwei was struck as if by lightning, her whole body stiffening as she sat on the bed, feeling her head spin.

"Let's go."

Shen Yi stepped out of the room.

Xiao Qiangwei watched the Lin family girl with envy, then realized: "It's so late, where are you going?"

"Old General Chen asked me to visit Linjiang Commandery when I have time; go tell General You farewell for me."

Shen Yi recalled the conversation he had heard from the two lions earlier; as the Demon-Suppressing Great General of Linjiang Commandery, it was time for him to return and visit Old Chen.

Until the young man once again turned into a clear breeze and vanished from the courtyard.

Xiao Qiangwei reluctantly withdrew her gaze, finding Lin Baiwei still sitting stupidly on the bed edge, and smiled helplessly: "Still changing the bandages?"

"Mm-hmm!" the little girl nodded vigorously.

Beyond Outside Qingzhou, towering mountains and deep valleys.

Between the undulating mountain ranges, countless birds and beasts roamed.

Two figures strolled through the forest, both clad in fish-scale heavy armor; the one on the left had a pale face with no beard, an elephant trunk hanging down to his abdomen, while the one on the right had withered hair, appearing as an old and thin wolf demon.

The two walked to a waterfall that looked utterly ordinary.

The wolf demon stopped, the elephant demon stood behind it, then spoke indifferently: "The Howling Moon Demon King has come to visit; please have the Little Demon King appear."

Occasionally, a few bird cries echoed through the mountains.

The Howling Moon Demon King was not impatient; instead, he waited with hands behind his back, showing great patience.

Finally, the waterfall slowly parted, revealing a damp, smooth stone cave.

A towering ox demon sat within, his knotted muscles bulging, giving off immense pressure.

He looked out indifferently, a hint of wariness hidden within his bell-like eyes: "Interesting, coming to find me while I am recovering; this must be the first time. I would like to know what you want."

The old wolf demon shook his head with a smile, then walked into the cave.

His figure was much shorter than the Little Demon King's; he sat casually on a stone platform: "Little Demon King need not worry; this King did not come with any intention to do anything, merely to remind you of one thing."

"Remind me of what?" the ox demon looked down at him.

"Remind you that because of this incident, this King lost a great general; to appease the Old Dragon of Yangjiang River, we also gave away extremely precious treasure medicine to compensate for the three brothers it lost."

The Howling Moon Demon King bared his yellowed teeth: "I know you want to prove you are no weaker than Jiang Qiulan, but you have tried too many times; every time, this King has had to use the lives of my subordinates to cover for you."

Upon hearing this, the ox demon slowly narrowed his eyes, his tone gaining a hint of amusement: "Old thing, are you blaming me?"

He knew the other had silently contributed much, but he could not accept such an accusation.

"Impudent!"

The elephant demon's expression surged with coldness, suddenly stepping forward.

Under the ox demon's feet, a dying old dog opened its eyes, looking coldly at the elephant demon, and spoke hoarsely: "Get back."

The Howling Moon Demon King reached out, breaking the stare-down between the two: "Little Demon King misunderstood; I merely wish to advise you that the improvement of your realm is also part of your strength; there is no need to demand fairness with that woman in every matter."

Seeing this old wolf yield.

The ox demon's attitude softened slightly: "Once I have healed my injuries, breaking through will be nothing more than a final push; at that time, I will eliminate the great threat in your heart for you. This King will not touch your small territory; I only want Outside Qingzhou."

The Howling Moon feared that after Jiang Qiulan broke through, the entire Outside Qingzhou would retaliate.

Such an old demon had long lost his spirit, seeking only stability.

Hearing that he had no mind even to manage his own woman.

"Then I shall trouble the Little Demon King."

The Howling Moon Demon King's eyes were full of weariness; having received the ox demon's promise, he seemed to sigh with relief: "In that case, this King will offer a small gift of thanks. This brother here looks like he cannot survive; he is of the same clan as me. Let me take him back to nourish him with refined blood and spare his life."

Hearing this, the dog demon's eyelid twitched, seeming somewhat wary.

The Little Demon King hesitated slightly, but glanced at the subordinate's body, which was a bloody mess injured by the Profound Ice Seven Fiends Sword Intent; the subordinate had escorted him from home all the way to Outside Qingzhou, loyal and never uttering a single complaint.

Though feeling it damaged his dignity, he finally could not bear it in his heart: "Thank you."

"Demon King!" The old dog struggled to rise.

"No need to worry about this king; tend to your wounds." The little demon king sighed and said coldly.

Only then did the Elephant Demon step forward, reaching out to support the Dog Demon. The Dog Demon gripped the long spear in his hand tightly, but could only obey helplessly.

Xiaoyue rose and walked out of the cave, glancing back at it deeply: "Please be quicker… there isn't much time left."

The Bull Demon's expression turned icy once more: "Do not squander what little goodwill this king still has for you."

Only after the three figures gradually walked off into the distance did it close its eyes again, and the broad waterfall slowly drew shut.

A long time later, on the bluestone outside the waterfall.

A petite girl slowly revealed her form.

Aunt Aqian's heart, silent for several hundred years, finally surged violently with ripples.

An unavoidable tension rose on her delicate face.

Something she wouldn't dare imagine even in her dreams had now appeared before her eyes so easily.

It even left Aunt Aqian momentarily dazed.

The grievously wounded little demon king…

This was probably the biggest haul for the demon-hunters of Outside Qingzhou in many years.

She struggled to control her emotions, her fingertips rapidly forming hand-seals as wisps of dispersing aura gathered toward her palm.

Until they condensed into a cluster of flickering flames.

Aunt Aqian channeled the aura into the golden bell, turned, and once again activated the Turtle Breath Art and the Illusory Form technique, vanishing silently on the spot.

(End of chapter)