Mo Fan’s suggestion left Yun Rou momentarily stunned.
She turned her head to look at the somewhat excited Mo Fan, fell silent for a brief moment, then suddenly spoke. “You want to devour Hei Yu to advance your cultivation, do you not?”
“Uh…”
Mo Fan froze on the spot, scratching his head in embarrassment.
He was unsure how Yun Rou knew, but upon reflection, it made sense. After all, Yun Rou was the adoptive daughter of Bai Xiao Su, and he had never intentionally concealed his devouring of demon cultivators. Anyone observant could easily notice the clues.
“The devouring divine ability is very special. My adoptive father once mentioned it to me, so I have some understanding of your matters.”
Seeing Mo Fan remain silent, Yun Rou’s eyes curved into crescents. She then nodded. “What you say makes some sense. However, this would thoroughly forge a mortal enmity with Hei Ming. You must think carefully.”
“From the moment I ruined his chessboard, the grudge between him and me was already irreconcilable, was it not?”
Mo Fan shrugged.
Although Hei Ming was powerful, now that enmity had been established, he no longer feared provoking him further. Offending once was offending, offending twice was still offending. Since it could not be resolved anyway, he might as well fight to the bitter end.
“Follow me.”
Yun Rou looked deeply at Mo Fan for a moment, then walked directly towards the gate.
Mo Fan’s heart immediately filled with joy.
However, when the two demons reached the gate of the bedchamber, Yun Rou suddenly stopped. She then spun around abruptly, nearly causing Mo Fan to collide with her.
“???”
Mo Fan looked at Yun Rou before him in confusion. He watched as she raised her hand to remove the white veil covering her face.
In that instant, Yun Rou’s appearance beneath the veil was fully revealed to Mo Fan’s sight.
She possessed a pair of classic willow-leaf eyes. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and starlight seemed to flow in her gaze, exuding gentleness and tenderness. Her red lips and white teeth gleamed with a lustrous sheen. Her neck was slender, fair, and surpassing snow, making Mo Fan instantly understand the phrase “skin like ice and bones like jade”. Her exquisite features combined to reveal her peerless beauty, that of a rare perfect woman in the world.
For a time, even Mo Fan could not help but stare blankly in place.
“Is it beautiful?”
Suddenly, Yun Rou smiled faintly, outshining the blooming of countless flowers. Mo Fan involuntarily swallowed.
“Beautiful.”
Mo Fan spoke subconsciously.
Hearing this, the corners of Yun Rou’s mouth lifted. Her smile grew even more radiant. However, in the next moment, she raised her hand to put the white veil back on.
Mo Fan immediately snapped back to reality. Looking at Yun Rou so close, a strange sense of loss inexplicably arose in his heart.
The moment this emotion surged, Mo Fan was slightly startled inwardly. He thought to himself, “What a seductive demon spirit.”
“Did you not say that your appearance beneath the veil would only be shown to…”
Mo Fan opened his mouth slightly but did not dare to finish the sentence.
“Yes. But for now, I cannot find a better one, so I will let you have the advantage.”
Yun Rou immediately turned away and pushed open the gate to walk out.
Watching Yun Rou’s receding back, Mo Fan’s lips curved upwards. He quickly followed.
However, the instant he stepped out of the bedchamber, Mo Fan immediately spotted the three heads on the distant wall. Several black lines appeared on his forehead.
Those damned fellows were actually perched on the wall peeping?
“Oh no, we have been discovered.”
The three on the wall immediately ducked their heads.
“This Lai Bao kid is really no good.”
“It has only been this long?”
“Do not say it. It was a bit short.”
“…”
“You two seniors, I think we should flee quickly. The master can hear us.”
The Armoured Demon King, sandwiched between the two old demons, felt utterly exhausted. He had discovered that these two old fellows were completely improper, utterly lacking in demonic virtue.
However, as soon as his words fell, the two old fellows beside him immediately flew off into the distance.
“Hey, wait for me.”
The Armoured Demon King was stunned, then tried to follow. Soon, however, a miserable cry escaped his mouth.
He immediately plummeted from the sky. A figure had appeared before him: it was Mo Fan.
“Master.”
The Armoured Demon King looked at Mo Fan with a depressed expression and explained, “It was not my fault. I saw nothing. It was entirely those two old fellows who brought me here…”
“Return to your original form and carry this king to follow Saintess Yun Rou.”
Mo Fan merely glanced indifferently at him without any reproach.
After all, nothing had happened. Even if they peeped, they would not have seen anything worthwhile.
Hearing this, the Armoured Demon King felt as if he had received amnesty. Demonic qi surged over his body, and he transformed into a three-metre-long rhinoceros beetle.
“Master, please mount my back.”
The rhinoceros beetle spoke human words, its tone respectful.
Next, Mo Fan stepped onto the beetle’s back. They followed Yun Rou to a mountainous ridge area, where they met Mo Luo, Zi Lan, and a group of great demons.
Yun Rou directly stated their purpose. Upon hearing it, the great demons all glanced at Mo Fan, then turned their gazes to Mo Luo.
“Keeping Hei Yu imprisoned in our White Sacred Mountain is indeed troublesome. Since this young friend is willing to help us resolve it, nothing could be better.”
After pondering briefly, Mo Luo directly took out a token and handed it to Yun Rou. “This is the array token. With it, you can open the heavy prison.”
“Yun Rou thanks the senior.”
Yun Rou accepted the token and bowed slightly to Mo Luo. He smiled faintly. “You are the saintess. In status, you are above this old one. In the future, call me Mo Luo. No need for ‘senior’.”
“Senior Mo Luo was once the foremost great demon of our White Sacred Mountain. We cannot disregard propriety. Senior remains senior.” Yun Rou said solemnly.
“As you wish.”
Mo Luo spoke, then looked at Mo Fan. “Young friend Lai Bao, if there is news of Demon Ancestor Zhan Ao, please inform this old one.”
“Senior, rest assured. This junior understands.”
Mo Fan nodded.
Zhan Ao had gone to pursue and kill Hei Ming, so Mo Luo raised this point to learn the outcome of the chase. Mo Fan naturally understood.
After obtaining the array token, Mo Fan left with Yun Rou.
“This Demon King Lai Bao is no simple figure. To move two demon ancestors is no easy feat. Moreover, the mirror he used when Hei Ming ambushed him was quite extraordinary.”
Watching Mo Fan’s departing back, Zhu Han Tian spoke faintly.
“He is, after all, the inheritor of the White Saint. Possessing powerful treasures is reasonable. However, this child has heaven-defying fortune. To grow from a mere toad demon to this point shows it clearly.
Moreover, this child values loyalty and righteousness. If Her Highness the Saintess can befriend him, it will benefit our White Sacred Mountain.
What do you all think?”
Demon Ancestor Zi Lan spoke slowly, gazing at the other great demons.
“Indeed. If possible, having that kid marry into our White Sacred Mountain would not be bad.”
“Marrying in might be difficult. I think having the saintess marry him would be better.”
Demon Ancestors Hei Dian and Pi Shi spoke with smiles in turn, then looked at Mo Luo. “For this matter, I am afraid we must trouble Friend Mo Luo to play matchmaker.”
Mo Luo’s face stiffened slightly. “Young people’s affairs should be resolved by young people themselves. This old one has no time for such things.”
Within White Sacred Mountain lay a prison area, also a formation, named the Heavy Prison.
At this moment, Mo Fan arrived here and looked at Hei Yu confined in a room.
“The foundations of your White Sacred Mountain are truly formidable. You even have a place to imprison demon ancestors.”
Mo Fan clicked his tongue, then approached the room. Looking at Hei Yu behind the transparent crystal wall, he said, “Let me in.”
“Yes. Be careful.” Yun Rou nodded.
“Rest assured. Since instantaneous movement is impossible here, he is a turtle in a jar. He will only become food in my belly.”
Mo Fan spoke, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
Once I devour this demon, I shall break through to the late King realm.
…
Tianlu Holy Land.
In a courtyard, Mo Fan looked at his fellow disciple slumped drunk on the wine table. He slowly withdrew his right hand from the other’s brow and murmured, “The twenty-sixth.”
“There is one month left until the half-year deadline. I hope you so-called fellow disciples can bring me some surprises…”
