Chapter 2142: Three Drops of the Demon Saint

The Book Demon felt his head shake violently; he didn't know what would happen to him, but he understood that Luo Fu was saving him without holding past grievances.

Luo Fu had no deep grudge against him, so the Book Demon relaxed.

The Yellow Wind Demon, the Rhinoceros Spirit, and the Flame Mouse each dripped one drop of blood onto the Book Demon's head; his entire skull swayed several times, and only then did he feel some relief.

Luo Fu didn't use anything obvious, yet the Book Demon's internal organs began to heal.

"Aaaah!"

In an instant, the Book Demon let out a scream of agony, then another, and another, as if he were submerged entirely in water.

The other demon sage turned to look at the Book Demon, their heads throbbing as if about to split, yet they dared not close their eyes, staring fixedly ahead.

Because of Luo Fu, they dared not look directly.

But they all knew Luo Fu was helping them, saving them.

Whether they liked it or not, the situation now made it clear: Luo Fu was truly aiding them.

The demon race felt profound gratitude.

Though they hadn't anticipated this, what they needed to understand first was this—and indeed, Luo Fu was exactly as they had come to know him.

The avatar projection was still quite durable.

At least, Luo Fu, now on Penglai Immortal Island, could still sense this aura.

The avatar projection's function was broadcast across the entire Myriad Worlds Chat Group, where every member was reporting on how the avatar projection was healing the Book Demon.

Luo Fu also diverted his attention.

The Twelve Ancestral Wushen dared not divert theirs either, for they were all battling their inner demons within the Illusory Heaven Mirror.

They only wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin both knew they could not escape at this moment.

But what of the others? If things continued like this, Kongpaye Society might also be affected—and such an effect would be far more troublesome for them than for this side.

Sister Houtu and Sister Xuanming had their protective forces, so they had nothing to fear.

Whether they could escape the Illusory Heaven Mirror depended entirely on their current strength.

What exactly lay inside the Illusory Heaven Mirror, and whether it could be shattered? They themselves were unclear—and yet, faced with all this, the Illusory Heaven Mirror indeed had its function.

Luo Fu observed the Book Demon and the Twelve Ancestral Wushen, nodding to each in turn.

They were all incredibly resilient!

In truth, Luo Fu helped the Book Demon not because he was the Demon Race's Minister of Works, but because the Flame Mouse had begged him to—and because the Book Demon refused to yield under pressure.

The Book Demon had the capacity, so Luo Fu might as well give him a chance.

If he had that capacity, he could accomplish something great.

The demon race's current forging of the Ancestral-Slaying Sword requires someone to sabotage and disrupt it—the Book Demon and the Yellow Wind Demon are the best choices.

In truth, Luo Fu hadn't thought of this at first; he only realized it now.

Of course, the key point was this: Luo Fu never directly told them; instead, while the Book Demon was writhing in agony, he repaired his damaged internal organs.

The fact that they were doing this now was rare, and the situation was urgent.

Even if they had to handle it this way, it was still the most important thing they needed to know—and they had to prepare.

If they were willing, then their coming now was a good thing, and one they were willing to do.

Of course, the matter was not simple; they all needed to carefully ponder how best to accomplish it.