Chapter 1241

The moon rose into the middle of the sky, casting down a pale silver glow.

Within the streets and alleys, all was tranquil and peaceful; occasionally a few chirps of insects and birds drifted over.

Outside a certain residence, a luxurious horse carriage had come to a stop.

The carriage curtain was lifted a sliver, and a pair of sharp eyes peered through the gap, observing this side.

"Young Master, did you see her?"

The carriage-driving guard lowered his voice to ask, his gaze fixed on the man seated inside the carriage.

The man had a handsome face, wore a deep blue brocade robe, a jade belt at his waist, and an air of noble, elegant bearing.

He held a folding fan in his hand, dashing and debonair.

Hearing the guard's words, he slowly closed the fan, concealing the disgust and contempt on his face.

He gave a cold laugh, gently waved his folding fan, and said: "I saw her."

This demonic crystal core, number 1053.

The guard went on: "Young Master, that maidservant is indeed extremely beautiful, but her aptitude is terrible beyond words.

They say she's a human, completely unable to use the magic arts of the Demon Realm.

If we let her obtain this demonic crystal core…"

He paused, lowered his voice, and said with a gloomy expression: "I'm afraid it'll bring trouble to the entire Demon Realm."

The man gave a cold snort and cast a disdainful glance at him.

"What do you know?"

The guard choked: "Young Master, could it be you truly intend to give this demonic crystal core to her?"

"Of course not!"

The man lifted his chin with a proud, peevish air: "The demonic crystal core is a sacred relic of the Demon Realm; I would absolutely never let a waste like her use it!"

Having said this, he leapt out through the carriage window, landed on the rooftop, and looked down at Tian Tian lying on the ground.

Tian Tian lay sprawled on the ground, her clothes half-open.

Her fair, smooth, slender and exquisite skin, brushed by the cool night breeze, revealed tender, alluring curves.

On that delicate oval face beads of sweat were scattered; her long hair hung loose, damp and wet, sticking stickily to her shoulders.

Though disheveled, it still could not conceal her matchless, world-toppling beauty.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"What a soul-stealing temptress! To dare seduce widows and orphans — truly deserves death a thousand times over!"

The man was furious to the extreme, just about to strike, when suddenly a gust of swift wind swept past and blew away a tile from atop his head.

He raised his head and gazed into the pitch-black night sky.

"Who? Who is it plotting against this prince?"

"Hmph!"

Accompanying a cold laugh, a man clad in white stepped through the void from the dark night, flying through the air, and landed steadily beside Tian Tian.

"Who are you? How dare you launch a sneak attack on this Imperial Prince!"

The man accused.

"What business is it of yours who I am? I advise you to leave at once and not disturb my wife's rest.

Otherwise…"

The man's gaze gradually turned icy, and the temperature around him plummeted.

A ghastly black flame surged around his body.

"Otherwise, I will kill you!"

The man's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart gave a violent lurch!

What kind of flame is this?

This flame feels so familiar!

It resembles the demonic flame of some magical beast.

But how could a magical beast's demonic flame be so savage and sinister!

"Who exactly are you?"

The man warily retreated two steps, glaring at his opponent on guard.

The white-clad man gave a derisive snort, "Hmph!"

The fear in the man's heart grew thicker; he harshly rebuked: "What manner of thing are you? How dare you show me disrespect!

If you know what's good for you, kneel obediently and kowtow to this Imperial Prince in apology; perhaps this Imperial Prince will even leave you with an intact corpse."

The white-clad man's lips curved upward, revealing a bloodthirsty and mocking cold smile.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at the man through the air.

The man was startled and hurriedly cast a spell.

But the moment he began casting, the white-clad man had already seized him by the throat.

The white-clad man bent slightly, leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice:

"I am the Demon Lord Mo Wushang of the Nether Palace.

Remember it! This Lord is called Mo Wushang!

You dare show disrespect to this Lord — today I shall sacrifice you to this Lord's magical beasts!"

The man's pupils abruptly contracted.

"Demon Lord of the Nether Palace?"

He looked up at Mo Wushang in shock: "You — you were sent by His Highness the Demon Emperor to seize the demonic crystal core?"

Mo Wushang said with a faint smile, "As expected of the Imperial Prince of the Demon Realm — quick reflexes indeed.

Since you already know this sovereign's identity, you still dare to obstruct this sovereign from taking the Demon Crystal Core?"

The man went rigid all over. "This… I… This subordinate did not mean to obstruct you…"

The Demon Crystal Core was the holy relic of the Demon race — how could he hand it over to someone else?

Mo Wushang seemed to have long anticipated his answer. He released his grip, patted his palms, and shook the dust off the back of his hand.

"If you are unwilling to offer up the Demon Crystal Core, then so be it. But would you be willing to swear loyalty to this sovereign?"

The man froze for a moment, then said hesitantly, "If this subordinate were to follow you, would you guarantee that the Demon Crystal Core will be returned to His Highness the Demon Emperor's hands?"

1054: Once again become the Imperial Prince of the Demon Realm

"Rest assured, this sovereign's word is his bond." Mo Wushang nodded and said, "Once this sovereign retrieves the Demon Crystal Core, I will naturally let you be the Imperial Prince of the Demon Realm once more — even more honored than the original Imperial Prince."

The man's eyes lit up. "Truly?"

Mo Wushang gave a nod.

"Good! This subordinate is willing to follow the Demon Lord unto death!"

……

The next day, the morning light had just begun to appear.

A crimson sun leapt into the clouds.

Tian Tian opened her eyes.

She had gotten dead drunk last night and slept so heavily that she hadn't even dreamed a single dream.

Tian Tian rolled over and got out of bed, preparing to go find the Tians — and while she was at it, sound them out a little to see whether the Tians knew about her disappearance.

She had just finished washing up and changed into a set of plain white clothes, preparing to walk out the door, when she suddenly bumped right into the Tians.

Tian Fu and Li Shi stood outside the door.

The two elders looked at her, their faces pale.

Tian Tian's heart gave a sudden lurch — could it be that they already knew…

Li Shi clenched her jaw and said bluntly,

"Tian'er, tell your father and mother — did you go off to the gambling house to play yesterday?"

Tian Tian frowned. "N-no…"

"Still lying!" Li Shi snapped sharply. "Your eldest uncle and his wife have already told us everything.