Chapter 705: The Demon King Ran Away with His Sister-in-Law

"Master, could it be that those high-ranking demons don't even live here?" Zhu Bajie speculated.

They strolled around for an hour and found that the Demon King's City was fundamentally unsuitable for habitation; anyway, the places they had toured could not possibly be lived in.

Some rooms looked like dining rooms or living rooms, but in reality, they were full of traps everywhere.

Sleeping or eating here, even if it's one's own people, requires being fully alert.

Waking up with one's head gone is really no joke.

Zhu Bajie reasonably suspected that the Demon King does not live in the Demon King's City.

This generation's Demon King is indeed very steady.

"It seems, not impossible?" Tang Luo said, not expecting this steady Demon King to also play dirty.

Upon seeing this Demon King they had never met, everyone's opinion improved considerably, feeling he wasn't so useless after all.

"Let me think, if not living in the Demon King's City, then simply set up various explosive spells here, wait for the heroes to come in, and then directly detonate." Tang Luo said enthusiastically, "Blast them all into the sky!"

People all thought Master Xuanzang only knew how to charge recklessly, which is a misconception and prejudice.

As for being able to blow up the entire Demon King's City into the sky with spells or magic, as the Demon King, shouldn't he master large-area destructive skills?

If not, a single slap down could achieve the same effect.

"Master, this mission is to guard the Demon King's City." Zhu Bajie reminded.

"So I'm saying if that's the case." Tang Luo said, "Speaking of which, guarding the Demon King's City—does it just mean simply holding this castle? If it's destroyed, to what extent does destruction count as mission failure?"

"There should be a limit, for example, guaranteeing integrity above eighty percent counts as mission success."

"Between fifty and eighty percent integrity, the mission is neither successful nor failed."

"Below fifty percent counts as mission failure?"

Ao Yulie speculated, "I don't know if it will include those demons."

"Maybe it includes the Demon King's safety?" Zhu Bajie said, "Hope there won't be any pig teammates."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them and the Heavenly Roaring Dog simultaneously looked toward the bend at the end of the road ahead.

"The guide has come." Tang Luo said.

From the bend at the end, extremely faint footsteps came.

It sounded like two people, one with heavier steps, one with lighter steps.

Soon, two people fully wrapped in black robes appeared there, one tall, one short, walking silently.

Like two ghosts drifting.

In such a gloomy, almost castle-like environment, it was sufficiently terrifying.

Tang Luo and the others were all bold and fearless people, very calmly watching the two black-robed figures approach.

They were in an invisible state, so the black-robed people naturally didn't notice them.

When they got close enough, Ao Yulie and Zhu Bajie both struck out simultaneously.

The two black-robed people had no time to react before being pressed to the ground, and their black robes were directly pulled off.

"Eh, a woman?"

"Hmm, human?"

Ao Yulie and Zhu Bajie's focus points were obviously different.

These two people, one tall, one short, one male, one female, appeared to be humans from their appearance, without the horns of demonkind.

The male looked like a middle-aged uncle in his forties, with a listless air.

The female was somewhat younger, around twenty years old.

One had black hair, the other blond hair.

"Who are you?"

Tang Luo crouched in front of the middle-aged uncle and asked.

The middle-aged uncle had a face full of question marks; this was the Demon King's City, yet suddenly several strangers popped out asking him who he was.

"I am the Demon King..."

The middle-aged uncle offered no resistance, directly saying after his question-mark face.

"What?"

"I am the Demon King, are you heroes?" the Demon King asked.

"……" Tang Luo and the others exchanged glances, feeling something was strange; this development seemed off somewhere.

"I don't believe it! The Demon King shouldn't be so big or so cute?"

Ao Yulie was very angry, lowered his head to glance at his captive, feeling this one wouldn't do—neither big nor cute.

The middle-aged uncle Demon King couldn't understand Ao Yulie's latter remark, but it didn't hinder him from proving himself: "I really am the Demon King."

As he spoke, black aura spread from his body.

Black patterns began to appear on his face, a pair of curved horns grew on his forehead, and his eyes turned crimson, as if molten lava were surging.

Ao Yulie was startled for a moment, then immediately believed it, because he felt this Demon King could match him evenly.

"Like this, do you believe me now?" Even after transforming into Demon King form, emitting a frightening aura.

The middle-aged man's expression remained listless, half-dead and half-alive.

"So weak, really the Demon King?" Tang Luo further confirmed.

"……Probably I'm the worst generation after all, after all I never thought about being any Demon King." The middle-aged Demon King showed no anger, instead giving a bitter laugh.

He looked like he had a story to tell.

Tang Luo waved his hand, signaling Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie to release the two, and said interestingly: "We are not heroes, but come to help you guard the Demon King's City, a mysterious power from the East."

"East, mysterious power?" The middle-aged Demon King was equally puzzled.

However, in this life he had many things he didn't understand, and one more didn't matter.

The demon race's features on his body faded away, and he simply sat cross-legged. The middle-aged demon king said: "You don't need to help me. I don't want to guard this demon king's city."

"Come, tell me your story." Ao Yulie also sat down.

It's time for the pleasant story-listening session. Please begin your performance.

Looking at three pairs of bright, spirited eyes, the middle-aged demon king sighed, knowing it was impossible not to speak.

Akemon, this is the name of this middle-aged demon king. More than ten years ago, he had always thought himself an ordinary farmer.

Doing ordinary farm work, living in an ordinary village.

But he had a happy and fulfilling family.

He thought he would spend his life this way, until one day, the demon race appeared before his eyes.

They told Akemon that the old demon king had already decided that you would become the demon king. We searched for many years and finally found you.

Thus, Akemon became the demon king just like that.

But the problem is, Akemon never wanted to be the demon king at all.

Unfortunately, just like heroes, demon kings belong to a growth-type profession. It's not that once you're appointed demon king, you instantly become very strong.

Akemon couldn't twist his arm past his thigh, was taken away for demon king training, and his demon race bloodline was awakened.

He also didn't know where his demon race bloodline came from. His parents were clearly ordinary people.

During the time he was forced to become the demon king, Akemon's spiritual pillar was his wife and children.

Those demons promised him that if Akemon properly served as demon king, after three years they would allow him to visit his family, or even bring his family over.

But three years passed, then another three years, then another three years—almost ten full years had gone by.

Akemon finally met those demons' requirements and was allowed to go visit his own family.

Alas, too much time had passed. His wife had pined away from longing and died early. His only son had already left, his whereabouts unknown.

Only his wife's younger sister remained in the home, living a difficult life alone in the village.

Akemon, without a word, brought back his sister-in-law.

And at that time, he began plotting his escape.

Because he strongly opposed becoming demon king and leading the demon race in a counterattack against humanity. From the very beginning of his reign, including the training years, Akemon's principle was simply to maintain the status quo.

He reinforced the demon king's city in various ways.

This move, on the contrary, earned praise from the older generation of demons, who thought this generation's demon king was very steady.

After returning, Akemon intensified his efforts, directly moving his residence underground into the demon king's city, pouring all his energy and resources into building the demon king's city.

This grand, super-large castle above ground turned into a super-large trap.

Not to prevent heroes from invading, but to facilitate his escape.

Once Akemon escapes, he will activate all the traps in the demon king's city, including various mechanisms and magical traps.

By then, even if the demons discover the demon king has fled.

Those demons living together underground, wanting to break through the demon king's city to reach the surface and pursue him, would also find it extremely difficult.

As for the demons in the Black Forest, they are nothing to fear and would not become an obstacle for Akemon escaping with his sister-in-law.

Today is the perfect day for the demon king to escape with his sister-in-law.

And then he bumped into Tang Luo and his disciple.

After hearing Akemon's story, Zhu Bajie patted his shoulder and said: "You've suffered."

We are both fallen souls of the world.

Zhu Bajie himself was the same. Actually, back then he had no desire at all to go on the pilgrimage for scriptures; he only wanted to stay at Gao Lao Zhuang.

But alas, he was appointed by the organization, and there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, his master gives him leave every few days, allowing him to return to Gao Lao Zhuang to take a look.

Of course, if possible, Zhu Bajie would rather not return to look. After seeing it twice, he saw Gao Cui Lan marry someone else.

Deep affection since ancient times leaves only regret; this regret lingers endlessly without end!

Upon returning, he received no comfort at all—instead, he was mocked as a lovestruck dog with no house.

Am I a lovestruck dog, Zhu Bajie? I and Cui Lan clearly love each other sincerely!

Cui Lan is pure and spotless; she was forced!

Looking at Zhu Bajie's sincere eyes, Akemon reached out his hand, and the two clasped hands tightly together.

A song breaks the heart and liver; where in the world can one find a kindred spirit?

Kindred spirit!

"Master! I want to help him!" Zhu Bajie looked toward Tang Luo and said: "This is the only request I will ever make in this life!"

"You've said that only a few hundred times." Tang Luo said: "How do you want to help?"

Zhu Bajie pondered for a few seconds, then clapped his hands: "Master, we send Akemon's younger brother away, and then you become this demon king—how about that?"

Sounds like quite an interesting idea.

Tang Luo looked at Akemon: "If you appoint me as the next demon king, will that set me free?"

Akemon shook his head: "No."

Appointing a demon king is not arbitrary. Demon kings possess a magic called "Resonance."

It activates on its own at a certain moment, allowing the appointment of the next demon king.

This moment cannot be grasped by the demon king himself.

"Really cannot appoint?" Tang Luo asked.

Akemon continued shaking his head. If he could appoint casually, he would have already appointed the next demon king—what's the point of this secret escape?

"Can't appoint? Then pretend." Ao Yulie said. A simple illusion would solve the problem.

"Uh..."

Tang Luo looked at Akemeng, he didn't want to pretend to be a decadent middle-aged uncle.

Akemeng seemed to see Tang Luo's disdain, and said softly: "I don't usually dress like this..."

He raised his right hand, and one could see a ring on his middle finger.

It was a space ring, extremely rare nowadays, flashing with a faint light.

A set of armor resembling that of the demon lord Sorlen appeared.

"I can't wear this either." Tang Luo glanced at his current thin arms and legs; if he really wore it, it would actually be possible, the only issue being that his mana and true essence needed to support it a bit.

Whether it was Tang Luo himself or Zhu Bajie and the others, they could all help him achieve it.

However, it was too troublesome.

"Forget it, just let you be this demon king, Little White Dragon." Tang Luo looked at Ao Yulie and said.

"Me?"

Ao Yulie was stunned, going back and forth, suddenly he was appointed as the demon king?

"Or should Second Senior Brother you be the one?" Ao Yulie looked at Zhu Bajie.

"Why don't you take it?" Zhu Bajie said.

"Because I always feel that being a demon king is an unlucky profession, I think I can't bear it."

"Then it's perfect, treat it as training, the master has already spoken, are you planning to refuse?" Zhu Bajie patted Ao Yulie on the shoulder.

The master has appointed it, you are the demon king now.