In an instant, the water vapour condensed into the shadow of a massive white shark, lunging towards Ling Xiao.
Crack, crack, crack!
Influenced by this terrifying aura, the walls and pillars within the hall emitted strange noises.
However, these materials seemed far superior to those at the slave registration office, as they showed no signs of cracking.
If this were the slave registration office, it would likely have been reduced to ruins by now.
Ling Xiao’s black hair fluttered in the wind, yet he stood calmly in the centre of the hall, not even blinking.
“Hmph!”
The next moment, Ling Xiao let out a cold snort.
The sound was like a dragon’s roar, like a clap of thunder.
The Second Fortress Lord, standing on the throne, swayed slightly, a look of surprise crossing his face.
“This kid’s aura is so strong, even the Second Fortress Lord can’t suppress him!”
“No wonder he dared to kill the Cruel Snow Demon General in front of both fortress lords. He’s truly formidable. I reckon even the Second and Third Fortress Lords combined might not be his match!”
“What’s his cultivation level? Under the Second Fortress Lord’s aura assault, even a Mortal Realm Ninth Layer Divine Ability warrior would be injured, yet he’s not only unfazed but can counterattack!”
“Can’t tell, he’s too mysterious!”
In the hall, several Demon Generals secretly communicated, gaining a clearer understanding of Ling Xiao’s strength.
“Second Brother, we’re no match for him. Let’s wait until Big Brother comes out of seclusion. For now, we just need to keep him stable!”
The Third Fortress Lord transmitted to the Second Fortress Lord.
“You’re right. This guy doesn’t seem strong, but he’s actually ferocious. To be safe, we’ll wait for Big Brother to come out, and the three of us will kill him together. Now’s not the time!”
The Second Fortress Lord agreed with the suggestion.
Then, he quickly restrained his aura.
“Hahaha, good, very good! I was merely testing your strength just now, and it seems you’re absolutely qualified to become a Demon General of Demon Fortress City. This is the Demon General’s token, it’s yours from now on!”
With that, the Second Fortress Lord flicked a black light from his hand, moving at incredible speed.
Ling Xiao raised his hand, merely flicking it lightly, and the black light slowed as if caught in a quagmire, then landed in his grasp.
“Thank you, Second and Third Fortress Lords, for your trust. But what does a Demon General do? You’ll need to explain in advance, I’m a rather lazy person.”
Ling Xiao asked.
“Generally, there’s nothing to handle unless there’s an invasion by external enemies!”
The Second Fortress Lord replied, “But there happens to be a submarine setting sail tomorrow to search for the Human King’s Cave. It needs a Demon General to oversee it. If you’re willing, you can join them.”
“When?”
Ling Xiao’s heart stirred with excitement. He hadn’t expected to hear about his long-cherished goal so soon.
He came here partly to complete his sect’s mission, but his greater purpose was to find the Human King’s Cave and the Martial Soul Fruit.
“Tomorrow. Is that alright?”
The Second Fortress Lord asked.
The Second and Third Fortress Lords feared they couldn’t control Ling Xiao, so they wanted him to leave with the submarine.
By the time Ling Xiao returned, the First Fortress Lord might have emerged from seclusion. Then, no matter how capable Ling Xiao was, they could deal with him however they wished.
“Of course!”
“Good. You can stay on Floating Island today, or you can explore. Demon Fortress City is quite interesting. We set out early tomorrow.”
The Second Fortress Lord breathed a sigh of relief, fearing Ling Xiao might refuse, which would make the next few days difficult.
“Alright, I’ll go explore then!”
Since he was setting out, Ling Xiao decided to wander around Demon Fortress City. A place like this might only be visited once in a lifetime, and missing out would be a pity.
…
“Have you heard? The Cruel Snow Demon General is dead!”
“Of course I heard. Apparently, he was killed by a young man, only about fourteen or fifteen years old.”
“What happened to the kid? Did the fortress lords kill him?”
“Kill him? Don’t be daft. Not only is he alive, but he’s become the youngest Demon General!”
“Heh, this is interesting. I heard the Cruel Snow Demon General was planning to take Tu Yan’s daughter, Tu Jiaojiao, as a concubine. Now that he’s dead, Tu Yan can breathe a sigh of relief.”
“Who knows? The Cruel Snow Demon General still has plenty of elders and deacons under him.”
In just half an hour after leaving Floating Island, Ling Xiao had barely explored Demon Fortress City when news of him becoming a Demon General had spread throughout the city.
At the port, a few warriors familiar with Tu Yan were resting, casually chatting about the Cruel Snow Demon General.
“You’re saying the Cruel Snow Demon General is dead?”
Tu Yan approached, unaware of when he arrived, with Tu Jiaojiao by his side. They’d been busy since returning from hunting and were unaware of the news.
“Tu Yan, your information is too outdated. He’s really dead, killed by a young man.”
“Good riddance!”
Tu Yan let out a long breath, saying fiercely.
Before, he didn’t dare offend the Cruel Snow Demon General. If the man wanted his daughter, Tu Yan had no choice, no matter how unwilling he was. He had no room to negotiate.
Now, someone had killed the Cruel Snow Demon General, meaning his daughter wouldn’t have to marry that old man.
The Cruel Snow Demon General was said to be at least seventy or eighty years old, while his daughter was only fourteen. The man was old enough to be her grandfather.
Or even great-grandfather.
Marrying someone like that was simply repulsive.
“What’s so good about it? If your daughter married the Cruel Snow Demon General, your family would live without worry, no need to keep hunting at sea. How leisurely that’d be, a Demon General no less!”
A woman nearby said irritably.
“Exactly. Look at my daughter. She only married an elder, and now she lives without a care, buying whatever she wants, and my husband and I benefit too.”
Another woman said smugly.
“Their words are harsh, but they’re not wrong. Since you’ve settled in Demon Fortress City, just accept reality. Your daughter may not be a heavenly beauty, but she’s at least charming. If she married the Cruel Snow Demon General, it’d be a blessing. Not like now, scrimping and saving for everything.”
“Nonsense! Are you treating your daughters like commodities? Are you really content to be slaves forever?”
Though Tu Yan didn’t say it aloud, he’d always wanted to leave this wretched place.
He often went hunting at sea to find a way out. His strength might not suffice, but he could find clever ways to escape.
Using his daughter as a bargaining chip for a comfortable life?
He couldn’t do something so beastly.
“Hahaha, didn’t expect you to have some backbone. Too bad, with the Cruel Snow Demon General dead, you’ve lost your backer!”
Suddenly, a smug voice rang out.
