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Wan Shuo! The Five Elements Demon God Wan Shuo!

That legendary most powerful being among the nine great demon gods, that man whom even Ye Ling worshipped to the point of prostration, that ancient demon god who was said to be more beautiful than a woman.

This woman actually told me that I "have to kneel down when I see her"?

"Sister, you...you're not kidding me, are you?" Shen Yifei swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly. "Wan Shuo is the Five Elements Demon God, the most powerful of the nine Demon Gods. He...he would kneel before you?"

The woman snorted and reached out to brush a stray hair behind her ear, a gesture that was both languid and alluring.

"The most powerful? Hmph, his skills are barely enough to guard a door in front of me. He chased me for three thousand years, and I didn't even give him a second glance. You have no idea how shameless that guy was, always coming up with new ways to please me, sending me a flower today and a stone tomorrow, it was so annoying!"

Shen Yifei was stunned. "Wan Shuo... is pursuing you?"

"Otherwise what? Should I chase after him?" The woman rolled her eyes at him. "That guy looks neither male nor female, and he's clingy. If I didn't avoid him, he could have been waiting at my door for a thousand years. Eventually, I got so annoyed that I came to hide in this cold ruin of the Northern Sea, and I never expected that I would hide here for tens of thousands of years."

Shen Yifei felt that something was wrong here. Wan Shuo was pursuing this woman, so how could he let her hide here for tens of thousands of years?

"Sister, you're hiding here just to avoid Wan Shuo?"

"Hmm...right!" the woman sighed. "I've rejected that guy thousands of times, but he still won't give up. If I stay out there, he could harass me forever. It's better to stay here and have some peace and quiet."

"Sister, do you know how the Five Elements Demon God died?"

When the woman heard the words "The Five Elements Demon God is dead," her smile froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her languid demeanor. "That guy, heh, it's all the same whether he dies sooner or later."

Seeing her reaction, Shen Yifei felt even more puzzled. Logically speaking, after being pursued for tens of thousands of years, even if she didn't like the person, she should at least feel some sadness upon hearing that the other party was dead, right? This woman, on the contrary, acted as if the death of the Five Elements Demon God had nothing to do with her at all.

"Sister, he's dead, aren't you sad?" Shen Yifei asked cautiously.

"Sad? What's there to be sad about?" The woman scoffed. "That guy was annoying, but he was capable. There are only a handful of people in the whole world who could kill him. Since he's dead, he must have wanted to die."

"Want to die?" Shen Yifei was even more confused. "Who would want to die when they're perfectly healthy?"

"You don't understand." The woman shook her head. "People who live too long always get bored. Wan Shuo has lived for millions of years, experienced everything he was meant to experience, and had his fill of all the fun he was meant to have. If he doesn't want to live anymore, no one can stop him."

Shen Yifei nodded thoughtfully. Although he couldn't understand what it felt like to have lived for millions of years, he roughly understood what the woman meant.

"Sister, what's your name? I can't keep calling you 'sister' all the time, can I?"

"Name?" The woman tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head. "It's been so long since anyone called me by my name, I've almost forgotten it."

"Then you should at least have a name, right?"

The woman thought for a moment, then said, "Since you are the successor chosen by Wan Shuo, then call me Third Sister."

"Third Sister?"

"Because I'm the third child." The woman rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh, third sister, who else is ahead of you in line?"

"Kid, don't ask questions you shouldn't know. Asking too many will cost you your life!"

Shen Yifei quickly smiled apologetically, "Third Sister, I won't ask..."

The third sister nodded in satisfaction, looking like a proud mother cat.

Shen Yifei was just thinking about how to bring up the Soul-Cleansing Grass when his third sister spoke first: "You came all this way to this godforsaken place just to save that little female dragon?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifei knew that nothing could escape a woman's discerning eye.

He quickly explained his purpose, from Hai Xue'er approaching him, to the Black Soul and White Fiend controlling Hailand, to the need for the Soul Purifying Grass to purify his soul, and the Ten Thousand Year Cold Marrow, he told everything in detail.

After listening, the third sister remained silent for a moment, then snorted coldly: "Soul Eater, heh... Always the same, always doing these petty thievery."

"Third Sister, do you know the Soul-Devouring Demon God?"

"Know him? That guy wasn't even worthy to carry my shoes back then." The third sister said with disdain. "He was the youngest and weakest, all he did was scheme and plot. Back when Wan Shuo was still around, he didn't dare utter a sound."

Shen Yifei thought to himself, "Third Sister is ranked third, and Soul Devourer is ranked last, so wouldn't she be...?"

The thought sent shivers down Shen Yifei's spine. How could he possibly meet someone like that?

He is the third among the nine demon gods...

Shen Yifei recalled that Ye Ling had mentioned the legend of the Nine Great Demon Gods. However, she only mentioned the Five Elemental Demon Gods, which she was interested in, and didn't mention the other Demon Gods at all.

However, ranking third is still quite extraordinary.

"Third Sister..." Shen Yifei swallowed hard, "You old lady..."

"Who are you calling 'old lady'?" The third sister's eyes widened, a cold glint flashing in her blood-red irises. "I'm forever young, I'll never grow old! Try calling me 'old lady' again!"

"No, no, no, Third Sister, Third Sister is young, beautiful, and stunning. I misspoke just now, please don't mind."

The third sister snorted, her expression softening slightly. "That's more like it."

Shen Yifei rubbed his hands together and chuckled twice. "Third Sister, about that Soul-Cleansing Grass..."

"What's the rush?" Third Sister rolled her eyes at him. "That thing is deep in the Cold Ruins, it can't escape. But I have to warn you, that grass isn't easy to pick. If you don't have some skill, you won't even be able to touch a single hair, let alone pick any grass."

"Third sister, could you please lead the way? As for whether I can pick them or not, that's my business."

The third sister glanced at him. "Oh ho, you've got quite the nerve. Fine, since you're so confident, then come with me."

After saying that, she turned and walked into the depths of the ice field.

Without her exerting any force, she floated on the ice like a feather, her blood-red dress swaying gently in the wind, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

Shen Yifei quickly followed. Along the way, he tried to get some information out of his third sister and find out who she really was.

In the end, they got nothing out of him. The more they asked, the more he said, "If you know too much, your fate won't allow it; you'll die!"

Shen Yifei dared not ask any more questions. Although he did not believe in fate, if he angered this woman, she would immediately fulfill what she said.

The two walked in silence for about half an hour when a huge rift suddenly appeared in the ice field ahead.

The rift valley was about a hundred feet wide and bottomless. The ice walls on both sides were covered with a layer of pale blue ice crystals, which shimmered with a cold, eerie light under the moonlight.

At the bottom of the rift valley, a small grass emitting a faint fluorescent glow can be vaguely seen.

"That's the Soul-Cleansing Grass," Third Sister pointed to the bottom of the rift. "If you're capable, go down and pick it yourself. But let me make this clear: if anything happens to you, I won't help you!"