Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 235 Reunion with the Ning Family Girl

"presumptuous!"

The black robe in the gray fog surged violently, like a ball of fire splashed with oil.

He finally stopped pretending to be a god, and the red glow in his eyes faded, revealing a face hidden in the shadows that gradually became clear—it was a snake's head.

The Cold Mountain Ghost King was actually a giant humanoid python draped in a black robe.

"No matter which underworld official you are, how dare you interfere in the affairs of my Hanshan?"

He did not take action earlier, but only wanted to find out where this person came from, to see if the other party was a lone and solitary underworld messenger, or a confidant of some unpredictable underworld general.

Even a clay figure has a touch of fire.

Lin Shu's arrogant attitude clearly provoked the Ghost King.

They are all deputy commanders of the Underworld, so who is afraid of whom?

Besides, this is my own territory!

Without uttering a single word, they tried to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, showing utter disregard for His Ghost King.

"Leave it here for me!"

The Cold Mountain Ghost King leaped up, but before he could catch up with the youth, he was forced back by the mist arrows that suddenly shot from all directions.

Before leaving, the other party had a backup plan, intending to slow down His pursuit and give the young girl from the Ning family time to escape.

Clearly, this mysterious half-immortal had no intention of taking action today; his sole purpose was to save people.

If this person spoke politely and offered some benefits, the Cold Mountain Ghost King might have been willing to negotiate. However, this arrogant attitude had already ignited the anger in his heart.

"Okay, okay!"

He laughed shrilly, "Now there's no need to report to Lord Wuchang anymore. I, the King, will personally teach you the rules of trespassing on someone else's turf!"

As the words echoed, the black robe surged once more, shattering the swirling Yin energy.

In the eyes of the Cold Mountain Ghost King, this timid and cowardly person was clearly a "connection" that the Heavenly Demon Palace had secretly cultivated in the Underworld.

A dignified immortal of the underworld is actually serving as a lackey for the demon race.

Compared to that, what I did was nothing at all.

Even when you're wrong, you can still argue your case, let alone when you're in the right!

After thinking for a moment, his eyes turned ferocious, and he stepped forward again: "No matter how much benefit you've received from the Heavenly Demon Palace, you'll give it all back to me today!"

In the sea of ​​gray and white rocks.

A beautiful figure, covered in blood, ran away in a disheveled state.

Even with the radiant protection of the Qingxuan Lingxi Pendant on her chest, Dongling was still unable to withstand the combined attack of the five.

These immortal descendants all came from the same clan and had all studied at the Dragon Palace for many years.

In terms of seniority and experience, he far surpasses Yu Qianzhang.

Dongling is different from Lao He; she is truly a personal maid, unlike the latter who also serves as a half-body guard.

This trip down the mountain was a chance for the young lady to relax after promising to marry obediently and stop finding fault with him.

But it was just a way to relax; the guards who came with her from the clan would never allow her to participate in these matters.

So the young lady had long ago figured out how to get rid of those old servants.

Now it seems that the two of them will ultimately pay an irreparable price for this foolish behavior.

"Miss----"

Dongling stared at her empty hands, her eyes brimming with tears.

Those who have never left the Heavenly Demon Palace still lack some reverence for the mortal world.

Even a half-life immortal is still an immortal. Although the other party still has two feet in the mortal world, he is by no means an ordinary demon cultivator who can contend with him.

She still doesn't understand how a perfectly healthy person could just disappear into thin air.

"Well."

Dongling choked back tears as she looked up, then froze on the spot.

She stared at the stunningly beautiful face before her, only to see that the other person's eyes were also filled with confusion.

How could someone who vanished into thin air suddenly reappear?

"Miss!"

The maid's shrill, overjoyed cry made Ning Qingzhi instinctively shake her head, but she was still somewhat dazed: "I—"

Her behavior at this moment left Dongling completely puzzled.

The young lady looked like she hadn't woken up yet, and didn't seem like she had just gone through a dangerous battle.

Could it be that the Ghost King was ultimately wary of the Heavenly Demon Palace and didn't dare to really make a move, but only gave them a small punishment and teased them before letting them go?

wrong!

The whistling sound in her ears instantly made Dongling abandon the idea.

The five immortal descendants in the air showed no sign of stopping. Instead, after seeing the young lady in this state, they seized the opportunity and launched an even more ferocious attack.

"Miss, run!"

Dongling ripped off the Lingxi Pendant and placed it in the other person's hand.

Then, without hesitation, he stepped into the air and rushed forward.

Ning Qingzhi was simply thinking about who had just offered her help.

Is the family reacting this quickly?

Not only did they know that the two had come to Hanshan, they even invited the help of the underworld from elsewhere in advance.

Or is it that Father has actually been secretly sending people to watch me all along?

Thinking of this, she came to her senses, and the panic in her heart had already subsided by seven or eight parts. With the Ghost King entangled, how could these few people in front of her be a match for her?

Ning Qingzhi took a deep breath, preparing to take back Dong Ling.

Just then, the maid, whose features were slightly distorted and who was prepared to die, was firmly grabbed by a large hand and thrown back.

The towering, scorching waves of blood surged back, dispelling the chilling currents that filled the sky.

The white mist vanished in an instant, making the gray-white stone sea clearly visible again.

Even the wide, brand-new long gown couldn't conceal the man's imposing figure.

His hair looked meticulously styled, and was even tied up with a jade belt.

His handsome, rugged face held a barely perceptible stiffness.

Yuan Yuan instinctively wanted to pounce and kill, but then suddenly remembered Lin Shu's instructions.

Except in necessary circumstances, such as when he wanted to provoke Young Master Qi, he really didn't have the habit of wasting words before taking action.

But then I remembered how seriously Lin Shu was thinking about it.

Yuan Yuan gritted his teeth, suppressing his embarrassment, and turned to look at the two women with a blank expression: "You two don't need to—I can handle this."

He simply couldn't bring himself to say something so mushy, so in the end he opted for a similar but more concise version.

"Tsk."

At the end of the sea of ​​stones, Lin Shu, who had just returned to the mortal world, was leaning against a withered tree with her arms crossed.

Seeing this, he rolled his eyes in slight disappointment.

I don't know how much brainpower I spent coming up with those lines, going through all the shows I'd ever watched, and now the other party has just given me that up.

Fortunately, Yuan Yuan never disappoints when it comes to magical duels.

Even to have fewer opportunities to speak and resolve the matter sooner.

When a strong, imposing man gets into a fight, his ruthlessness almost doubles.

There aren't many fancy techniques.

It's all about having a powerful and heavy impact.

Relying on a method of cultivating both internal and external strength that was almost at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, Yuan Yuan unleashed his abundant demonic power as if it were free.

Like a savage bear, each punch he throws swiftly and decisively knocks down a figure.

"Who exactly are you? This is the Ghost King's order, how dare you interfere?!"

The Cold Mountain Immortal's cultivation was already inferior to that of this demon king, and he had previously had most of his magical power depleted under Ning Qingzhi's pursuit.

Furthermore, with their injuries, they had no chance to fight back against Yuan Yuan, who had been preparing for a long time.

They could only resort to bringing up the Ghost King in a habitual attempt to intimidate this ferocious demon.

Click!Click!

Yuan Yuan remained expressionless, smashing the opponent's spine with a single punch before throwing him off the sky.

"You can't remember what I taught you, but you remember this very well."

Lin Shu, who was watching the show from a distance, once again voiced her complaints.

Even though he had turned back into Yuan Yuan, the man still habitually retained some of the instincts of a fool.

For example, they had to leave someone alive because Master Lin wanted to interrogate them.

Although Lin Shu orchestrated this whole affair, and without his involvement with the Ghost King, these immortal descendants certainly wouldn't have died.

So even if it was Yuan Yuan who took action, he would most likely still receive the reward for good deeds and the reward for bad deeds.

However, the other party's subconscious action still made Lin Shu feel a little strange, and she couldn't help but recall the days when she was fighting desperately with the man in the Nine Mansions.

etc----

You're here to win over the Ning family's daughter, not to move your own brothers!

Lin Shu suddenly realized something and looked to the other side, almost forgetting the important matter.

However, it was this one glance that made him freeze for a moment.

I hadn't seen it clearly in the underworld before, but now that I have some free time, I've finally noticed something amiss.

Being too good-looking isn't necessarily a good thing.

Even with the gold mask covering her face, just half of her face was enough to leave a deep impression.

Oh no, we're doomed!

"Miss----"

Dongling stared wide-eyed at the figure in the sky.

As a maid in the Heavenly Demon Palace, her horizons were incredibly high. However, perhaps because she had experienced a rare and crushing defeat, she now felt that the demon king in the sky was extremely domineering.

A hero suddenly appears, displaying an unparalleled prowess.

The immortal descendants who had studied at Hengshui were no match for him.

Could there really be such a powerful and carefree demon king in this world?!

Ning Qingzhi pursed her lips, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

If the previous person was sent by the family, then this benefactor who "coincidentally" appeared now—

She narrowed her eyes slightly, said nothing, and simply watched quietly.

If my guess is true.

This seemingly unpredictable trip to relax might very well have been a unique blind date carefully arranged by the father.

Of course, Ning Qingzhi is beautiful, but she is not that arrogant.

She was just suspicious of her father.

There was no intention to question the benefactor.

We'll have to wait and see what happens next.

It must be said that the man's strength was indeed remarkable, even in the eyes of her, a direct descendant of the Ning family, he was quite commendable.

If the other party enters the Heavenly Demon Mansion and receives more training, he probably won't lose to most of the direct descendants' young masters.

"call."

Yuan Yuan quickly tidied up the battle.

He deliberately directed all five of them toward Lin Shu, watching as she happily accepted the task, though he didn't quite understand what was so exciting about it.

Is killing really addictive?

Well, Lin Ye's other excellent qualities are enough to overshadow this strange little quirk.

At least along the way, Yuan Yuan has never seen the other side indiscriminately kill innocent people.

Besides, the duel is over.

But his torment had only just begun.

Gray and white stone overseas.

Cangli suppressed a laugh, while Suxin couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Even from this distance, she could feel her father's despair.

Moreover, Su Xin looked at the Ning family girl and felt both ashamed and rather absurd.

She looked so young and beautiful.

If this really happens, I'll have to recognize this little girl as my mother.

A monk's age is often not related to the actual years he has lived.

According to ancient methods, it takes two hundred years for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to break through to the next level, let alone the next realm. In this case, Heaven will naturally grant them a longer lifespan.

Take the father and Ning family girl as examples.

This young lady from the Heavenly Demon Palace may very well go into seclusion for decades at a time.

From closing their eyes to opening them, it was nothing more than a fleeting dream for them.

But for Yuan Yuan, those decades were probably the period of his most rapid growth during his time in the Demon Slayer Division, where he interacted with all sorts of people.

How can two people be simply and crudely considered to be the same age after the same amount of time has passed?

Therefore, the difference in age among cultivators lies more in their experience and mindset.

Clearly, given Ning's daughter's current state, she might not even be as good as herself.

Unlike the other two, Lao He also stared silently into the distance.

But his mind wasn't on Yuan Yuan.

His mind was in a daze, and the things he cared about were—how did Miss Ning return, where did the Ghost King go, and why hadn't he shown up yet?

How is this possible?!

Everyone had their own worries.

Despite his reluctance, Yuan Yuan returned with difficulty to the two Ning family women.

"Are you alright?"

He tried his best to make his voice sound gentler, as Lin Shu had instructed.

When in action, he is ruthless and decisive; when at rest, he is courteous and polite.

However, the words still sounded slightly strange when they came out.

"Thank you so much for your help."

Before Ning Qingzhi could speak, Dongling asked excitedly, "I haven't asked my benefactor's name yet?"

"Yongzhou, Yuanyuan." Yuanyuan nodded in response.

According to Lin Shu's original guess, the two women would definitely be moved the moment the name appeared.

The two, who had met years ago, unexpectedly met again in such a clever way. Wow.

As expected, after a brief moment of stunned silence, Dongling's face flushed red: "Miss! He is Yuan Yuan, the Yuan Yuan from Yongzhou!"

In her excitement, she failed to notice that at that very moment, a hint of helplessness and self-deprecation quietly crept onto Ning Qingzhi's face.

The frustrating thing is that even if she offered the rest of her life in exchange, she still couldn't get a moment of freedom from Master Ning.

The reason for her self-deprecation was that her father had also proven to her through reality that without the Ning family, she was truly nothing, incapable of doing anything, and could even kill her closest maid.

It was this strong desire for control that saved their lives.

"Thank you very much, my benefactor."

Ning Qingzhi forced a smile and bowed to the man.

Yuan Yuan didn't know what to say.

Because Lin Shu never taught it.

Based on the current situation, he couldn't determine whether the recruitment was a success or a failure.

So, he subconsciously looked in the direction of a dead tree.

Besides him, the others who came from a distance to help also glanced in that direction, seemingly casually.

"Another windfall, one million — two million —"

Under the withered tree, Lin Shu put the corpse into his storage ring while counting his ill-gotten gains. After counting, he prepared to leave.

He has been trying his best to minimize his presence.

Even after realizing something was wrong, he didn't plan to show his face today.

However, Lin Shu soon felt many eyes on her back.

A beautiful face can be memorable, and so can a hateful face.

Dongling's eyelids twitched violently.

Ning Qingzhi's expression gradually changed.

The two women are just inexperienced, not stupid.

The place where these idle demon kings are all secretly watching is usually where the core leader is located.

Of course, they would curiously follow and look over.

In fact, Ning Qingzhi had already sensed something was amiss the moment she saw Cangli.

When she finally saw the figure in the far distance, a pair of cold, fierce eyes looking down at her immediately came to mind.

Let go —

I said, "Let me loosen my grip."

The chilling words that threatened violence at the slightest disagreement still echoed in her ears.

"Miss, it's him!"

"It's that bandit from Tongzhou who stole our credit!"

Dongling recognized that handsome face at a glance, and her voice trembled involuntarily.

Cang Li originally planned to use Yuan Yuan's influence to build a relationship with this legitimate daughter of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

By the way, was the reason you were eliminated back then really because you're ugly?

Upon hearing this, he trembled, and the step he had just taken quickly retracted.

Tongzhou! A credit?

The person who participated in the siege of Tao Guan and delivered the invitation to the Luo family was actually a woman from the Ning family!

Cangli still doesn't know what exactly happened that night.

Why did that mysterious person disappear without a trace, and never come to ask for anything in return?

Judging from the massive array that covers Tongzhou City, the other side must have put in a lot of effort.

Looking back now—

Hmm, it's better not to know!

Cangli looked at Master Lin with eyes full of admiration, for he even dared to take advantage of the legitimate daughter of the Heavenly Demon Mansion.

After they've taken over the land, they'll come back and try to recruit other people.

Luo Fengming has no guts whatsoever.

Compared to Master Lin, they are really not up to par.