I started by controlling his master, and the protagonist begged me to slow down my kicking.

(The following chapters involve group chat, life insurance, and Nantong. Those who are not fans of extreme content may skip them at their discretion...)

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunxi's peach blossom eyes trembled, and she felt a momentary tightness in her chest.

Senior Brother Cheng... entered the ancient temple?

She remained silent for a long time.

The disciple was also a little surprised to see Mu Yunxi in a daze.

She tilted her head and asked, "Senior Sister Mu, what's wrong...?"

"No, it's nothing."

Mu Yunxi finally came to her senses, her gaze still slightly dazed:

"The Senior Brother Cheng you're talking about... you mean Cheng Ran, right?"

"Um."

The disciple nodded and said with absolute certainty:

"Wearing the white robe of Wenjian Peak, holding a bronze sword, and with a very handsome appearance, I can't be mistaken."

"I see......"

Mu Yunxi answered in a deep voice, her tone exceptionally calm.

However, the hand holding the frost sword beneath the Taoist robe trembled suddenly without him realizing it.

Has that lecher gone mad...?

Why would that be?!

Mu Yunxi knew that with the lecherous thief's sharp eyesight, there was absolutely no way he wouldn't have noticed that the ancient temple was the demon race's stronghold...

They must have made a plan before entering...

but!

Even so, she couldn't imagine how Cheng Ran would face the numerous demons in the ancient temple!

How can anyone feel at ease about this...?

Mu Yunxi's expression was solemn as she looked at the disciples who had been scouting:

"Please... take me to that ancient temple."

"Hey, didn't I say first..."

The disciple who told him about this was somewhat puzzled, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the other disciples.

Looking at Mu Yunxi's expression, everyone thought, "Don't you understand yet..."

"Senior Sister Mu, let's go."

The group cupped their hands in greeting and then led Mu Yunxi toward the ancient temple.

......

......

Inside the ancient temple.

The night rain had not yet stopped, pattering on the eaves of the palace, like a silver curtain hanging down.

The sound of throwing bronze swords echoed through the ancient temple.

Listening to Cheng Ran's words, Kun's thoughts were quite complicated. He had a feeling that this human was plotting something...

However, after thinking about it, it realized that it had been the Demon King of the Northern Territory before, while this person in front of it was just a young boy. It couldn't possibly let him play a trick on it.

Thinking of this, Kun immediately formed several hand seals.

Accompanied by a buzzing roar, several dark purple illusory shackles appeared at the main gate of the ancient temple.

Then, several large formations enveloped the ancient temple in the rain.

"This is an ancient demon clan's magic. As long as I don't dispel this magic, no one can leave this ancient temple."

Kun slowly lowered his hand and turned his gaze to Cheng Ran:

"Speak, what do you want to trade with me? And what do you want to know?"

"I will decide how to kill you based on what you say..."

Cheng Ran, however, remained unfazed and sat down cross-legged on her own.

"The deal is simple. You need to answer a question about your demon race... and I can tell you something about this demon orb."

"Oh?"

Kun paused for a moment, then thought the deal sounded pretty good.

The brat before me is nothing but a dying man; it wouldn't hurt to let him hear some secrets before he dies.

"Tell me, what do you want to hear?"

Cheng Ran nodded upon hearing this, gazing at the demonic pearl lying in the ancient temple:

"You should know that this thing is related to the ancient Demon Lord... But what is the relationship between the Demon Lord and your demon race? Why are you looking for this demonic pearl?"

Cheng Ran had been pondering this matter ever since he entered the secret realm.

You should know that no matter what happened before, it was always the Yin-Yang Sect that was causing trouble.

But in this secret realm, it was the demon race that caused trouble.

This is clearly unreasonable...

Kun slowly walked to the center and picked up the magic bead:

"This concerns the Lord."

"My lord? You mean that ancient demon lord?"

Cheng Ran frowned slightly.

"Um."

Kun nodded in response, a subtle emotion creeping into his voice:

"You should also know that our lord was sealed away by your human race tens of thousands of years ago."

"However, her seal has recently loosened, and it seems that several humans who worship the Demon Lord have released her seal."

"After the seal was broken, it seems that the Lord made some deals with those guys, one of which was to help them retrieve this demonic orb..."

Cheng Ran lowered his eyes slightly after hearing this, feeling as if he had heard something extraordinary.

My master had said long ago that the Yin-Yang Sect was colluding with the demon race, and that a powerful supreme demon had emerged from within the demon race...

As it turned out, that great demon was actually that ancient demon lord!

In that case, it's not surprising that the Yin-Yang Sect dares to challenge the Four Great Holy Lands...

After all, they've managed to latch onto a powerful figure!

Tsk tsk tsk...

Cheng Ran felt that he had a general understanding of the general trend of the world.

However, he had no intention of investigating further. He simply reached into his pocket and ended the recording of the photo.

Let's leave the rest to the Palace Master and Master back at the Holy Land!

As for now...

Cheng Ran looked up and said, "I've finished asking my questions, now it's your turn."

"Um......"

Shi Yaokun's voice was deep as he rubbed the magic bead in his hand with his fingertips:

"Then tell me, what secret does this magic orb hold?"

"It's a secret..."

At this moment, Cheng Ran's lips curled slightly.

He dragged out the sentence, as if deliberately omitting what followed.

"What is it?"

Kun's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

however!

Just in the next moment!

The bronze sword on the ground suddenly flew into the air and came straight at its heart from behind.

Kun was immediately taken aback; it was too late to dodge!

It had no choice but to unleash the power of its bloodline, turning its skin into a stone wall, just enough to barely block the sword strike.

But that's not all!

boom--

A powerful sword aura swept across, cleaving several ancient temple stone pillars in two to the astonishment of the demons!

In an instant, the beams collapsed and the rafters crumbled, with rubble and dust crashing to the ground.

Cheng Ran simply raised his hand, took the Divine Sword of Fate, and said with a wicked smile:

"The secret of that demonic orb is simple: I refined it."

"Shameless humans!"

A trail of blood ran across the stone skin. His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he growled in a low voice:

"How dare you mock me! I will tear you to pieces!"

The voice just fell.

It raised its hands, and a scarlet magic circle formed beneath its feet!

Several streaks of purple flames transformed into towering demonic light, heading straight for Cheng Ran!

But it was at this moment...

Suddenly, its vision blurred, and in the dim light, it felt as if it saw the blood-clad figure of the Demon Lord...

When one's mind is unsettled.

Swah——

Before the purple flames could even touch Cheng Ran, they had already turned into dust and vanished!

Kun's vertical pupils trembled slightly, puzzled as to what had just happened:

"This is......"

Cheng Ran walked up to it with his hands behind his back and kindly reminded it.

"Look at your own people."

"?!"

Kun was startled by what he heard, and suddenly remembered that he was the only one who had attacked Cheng Ran just now.

It looked around!

The demons in their temple were staring at each other blankly, like walking corpses!

Some of them were even looking at it and saying in the demon language:

"Chief...you smell so good!"