Chapter 454: Wisdom Dawns in the Face of Mortal Peril

"Which one of you is tired of living, daring to speak such wild words? Get out here quickly and let this lady love you properly."

Guihua walked out from Yinxu Hall, clad in armor and draped in red silk, standing upon the high platform. Though her words were frivolous, her aura was vastly different from what had been seen in the past, possessing quite a dashing air.

It was her!

Long Qi would never forget: sixteen years ago, it was she who led the Demon Soldiers to slaughter the entire Long Family.

That face splattered with the blood of the Long family, and those sounds of crazed laughter, had always lingered in Long Qi's heart; every night in his dreams, they could not be cast away.

It was also her who, time and again, sought to harm Lingxiang!

This hateful woman!

Long Qi's eye sockets turned red, bloodshot veins suddenly appearing in his eyes. He nearly could not restrain himself, and it was only thanks to Xin Yi pulling him from the side that he did not impulsively rush forward.

And Xin Yi was also exerting his utmost to endure.

Guihua was Xin Yi's mother's killer; he wished he could avenge his mother right now, but he also understood that the most important thing at present was to rescue Lingxiang first.

If all their energy were exhausted here, by the time they reached the Demon Lord, they would be nothing but meat on the chopping block.

These two wore grave expressions, while the Daoist Sect members beside them looked astonished; none of them had expected that the one guarding the palace was actually a woman.

The burly Daoist's voice grew even quieter as he snuck over to the ear of the person beside him and said, "I don't hit women."

Although he had joined the Daoist Sect, he was still a man, and since childhood, his father had taught him that a man who hits women is not worthy of being called a man, so seeing Guihua, he could not help but feel a bit intimidated.

What a joke; how could he possibly fight a woman? It would be so dishonorable if word got out.

It was not just him; the other Daoist Sect members were also whispering, saying nothing more than that she was difficult to deal with.

This, of course, did not include the Yuanqing Disciples; how could they easily forget what the Demon Race did to their sect three years ago?

Therefore, it did not matter whether Guihua was a woman or not; as long as she was of the Demon Race, she was an enemy.

Hearing this, Long Qi could not help but sneer. If this group of people knew what this woman Guihua had done, he wondered if they would still be able to say such things.

Besides, what was wrong with being a woman? His Lingxiang was very formidable!

What a bunch of worldly old fogies!

"Yo! Isn't this my poor, miserable disciple?" Guihua said, as if she had just noticed Xin Yi. "Why don't you bow when you see your master?"

Disciple?

Who was she talking about?

The Daoist Sect members looked at each other in dismay, discussing it one after another.

After all, no one could have imagined that anyone who could come here would be in league with the Demon Race.

Guihua tilted her head back and laughed arrogantly, but she did not anticipate something flying over, hitting her directly in the face before she could react.

"Pah! Who is your disciple?" It turned out to be Adao. "He is clearly one of our Qingwei Peak people. What kind of thing are you? You are nothing but a slave to my master, yet you dare to come here and make wild, baseless claims!"

Master said that only she could bully her people; if anyone else was presumptuous, she would slap their face!

Although she did not dare to get close enough to slap her, she could let Zhanli help, and throwing a shoe or something was still doable.

Seeing Adao like this, Xin Yi could not help but laugh.

In truth, he did not care about the opinions of others; even if it were known that he had once been a lackey of the Demon Race, it would not matter.

It was just that being defended by someone still made his heart feel warm.

And after hearing what Adao said, the crowd was not quite as surprised.

After all, she was a disciple of that Fucang Elder of the Yuanqing Sect; for such an eccentric person, whatever kind of disciple she taught was within reason.

It was not that everyone thought Lingxiang was strange, but for such a weak woman to dare to enter the trap alone, one could not help but admire her.

Moreover, the disciples she taught—one was a little monster, one was from the Demon Race, and there was another...

Hmm...

How to put it...

Seems like their brain isn't quite right...

At the thought of this, some people could not help but glance at Long Qi, who was stared at with a look of confusion.

Could it be that something was stuck on his face?

Seeing Long Qi wiping his face frantically like a fool, the crowd felt relieved.

Nothing strange, nothing strange...

Furthermore, perhaps her disciples were acting under their master's orders, lurking within the Demon Race to obtain important secrets?

That makes sense, that makes sense...

Seeing that it was a small shoe, and then seeing Adao's little feet with toes wiggling, Guihua was instantly consumed by rage.

She had already disliked this little monster intensely; previously at Shiyang Hall, this little brat was accustomed to sowing discord and being rude, causing trouble many times. Constrained by Lingxiang's might, Guihua had endured and endured, but now that Lingxiang was unable to even protect herself before the Demon Lord, how could Guihua swallow this anger?

This three-year-old grudge would be settled today by taking this little brat as the first victim!

"Attack!"

At Guihua's command, the guards on the balustrade did not move at all. Just as everyone thought Guihua was merely bluffing, shadows suddenly darted out from behind her.

Those on the balustrade were palace guards and naturally would not obey Guihua's orders, but these were Guihua's own soldiers.

These Demon Soldiers had an aura vastly different from the palace guards, each one looking fierce and murderous.

The Daoist Sect members hurriedly scattered, each finding a secure spot, waiting for the arrival of the Demon Soldiers.

With strong enemies in front and pursuers behind, spreading out was actually the superior strategy; if they stood together, not only would they be easily surrounded, but it would also be difficult to display their skills.

In the battle against Shanglu and Feilian, although many Daoist Sect members were lost, those who remained all possessed a certain level of cultivation or had their own unique skills.

Facing the swarming Demon Soldiers, these Daoist Sect members could each take on many, and combined with the Clone Talisman Technique, their lives were not in danger; without fear, they fought even more fiercely.

Not a single error, not a single mistake, not a single omission in the content—take a look!

Having experienced the previous fierce battle, everyone had developed a tacit understanding; this time, whether it was changing positions or coordinating witchcraft, a single glance was all it took to coordinate perfectly.

Not only them, but even Adao, for once, did not hide, but fought against the enemy together with everyone else.

Master is right inside Yinxu Hall; it would be no exaggeration to say she is but a stone's throw away. At this critical juncture, how could he possibly shrink back?

Truth be told, Adao is naturally agile, and with his small frame, he is actually quite at ease amidst such a crowd of tall and burly warriors on the battlefield.

Moreover, although Adao is a demon, he has the appearance of a child, so everyone looks after him quite a bit; coupled with his bravery, he has won the affection and admiration of the Daoist Sect.

However, the battlefield is chaotic, and everyone is busy dealing with their own enemies, so there are bound to be blind spots, and Adao, lost in his sneak attacks, has neglected Guihua, who is eyeing him like a tiger watching its prey.

Just as Adao finished ambushing a Demon Soldier and prepared to dart to another spot, he was grabbed by the neck by Guihua.

Guihua had been watching coldly from the sidelines, just waiting for this very moment.

A little demon is a little demon after all; he only looks at what is in front of him, while ignoring what is behind him.

Seeing Adao captured, everyone wanted to come to his rescue, but these Demon Soldiers are no pushovers; they kept them entangled, and they were unable to spare themselves.

Long Qi was even more anxious, the hand seals in his hands nearly sparking with friction.

Even though Long Qi and Adao often bicker in daily life, that is just the playful banter of family; no matter which of them is in danger, the other, however unwilling they might sound, would risk their life to save them.

"Little brat, I've finally caught you."

Adao was greatly alarmed and hurriedly tried to manifest his Demon Body to escape, but things went against his wishes, and he was still firmly gripped by the scruff of his neck by Guihua.

It's over, it's over, I can't get away...

"Master, save me! Zhanli, save me!"

Adao shouted while struggling, but Zhanli was exerting all his strength and could not break free from the encirclement of a group of Demon Soldiers; the more flustered he became, the easier it was to make mistakes, and he even ended up getting injured.

Guihua let out a cold laugh: "Set your mind at ease; Demon City is not far from Fengdu. I will kill you first, and then I'll deal with that dead girl and send her to keep you company!" As she spoke, she tightened her grip.

Adao's head suddenly swelled, and he felt a sharp pain in his throat; his breath was blocked, unable to go up or down, and he could not make a single sound.

He struggled with all his might, but it was to no avail.

His vision grew increasingly dim, a buzzing sound filled his ears, and he could no longer hear the sounds around him clearly.

Am I really going to die at the hands of this poisonous woman?

Just at this critical moment, a beam of talisman light came from afar and struck the forearm with which Guihua was gripping Adao.

Guihua cried out in pain and released Adao, whose consciousness had already fallen into Chaos.

Adao finally gasped for air, and he was caught in someone's arms.

Guihua's arm hissed, but she ignored the pain and glared fiercely at the newcomer.

"Who? Which blind thing? How dare you ambush me?"

The newcomer uttered a "Wuliang," his wide sleeves and cloud-patterned robes fluttering, smiling radiantly, looking every bit the immortal Daoist.

"Uncle-Master Donghui!"

Donghui Zhenren pinched Adao's little nose and said with a doting smile: "Little fellow, if your master knew you were being bullied, she would surely raze this Demon City to the ground." As he spoke, he tucked Adao into his robes and vanished in a flash.