Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"So, that's why she entered the Divine Martial Academy under an assumed name?"

Li Yuan seemed to be deep in thought. Given her circumstances, it was truly remarkable that she still possessed such a cheerful personality.

"Yes." Liu Hongyan nodded: "It was her own decision, but somehow the news leaked and was found out by the demon race."

"Now that the demon race knows her identity, they must be planning to use her to blackmail Prince Qi. But so much time has passed, why hasn't Prince Qi made a move?"

Li Yuan was somewhat anxious.

"Li Yuan, you must understand that Prince Qi is not an ordinary father. He is the most powerful prince in the Tang Dynasty, and his every move affects the situation in the court."

Liu Hongyan's face darkened. Although she was a teacher and did not enter the court, it did not mean that she was unaware of the struggles in the court.

"Although Yu Ling'er has amazing talent, she is still a girl. If the conditions are too high, he may give up directly."

"But she has a level seven talent!" Li Yuan couldn't help but say. "A daughter like that would be a prodigy in any family, wouldn't she?"

"Level 7 talent is indeed rare." Liu Hongyan said bitterly, "But you must understand that what Prince Qi needs is not a talented daughter, but a pawn who can contribute to his political ambitions."

"Yu Ling'er is indeed valuable, but her value is not enough for Prince Qi to risk a direct confrontation with the Demon Court."

"not to mention……"

Her voice lowered slightly: "Yu Ling'er disobeyed his orders, did not choose a family marriage, and instead went to join the army under an assumed name, which has already touched a nerve with him."

So there were so many inside stories. Li Yuan unconsciously clenched his fists. As a member of the imperial family, Yu Ling'er's situation was probably more difficult than any of theirs.

He remembered the always smiling girl from Shenwu Academy, and her heroic figure in the Four Academies League. Despite her dazzling talent, she had become an object in her father's eyes.

How indifferent.

"What about the Emperor?" Li Yuan's voice was hoarse. "Doesn't His Majesty care at all?"

When he asked that question, he already had the answer in his heart. The relationship between the emperor and Prince Qi was delicate. A powerful imperial uncle was a threat to the young emperor, so why would he bother to save his cousin?

Liu Hongyan remained silent.

"The Demon Court still treats Yu Ling'er as an honored guest, at least considering her value, so she should be safe for the time being."

Li Yuan knew she was telling the truth, but what about the future? Being in enemy territory, his life was in the hands of someone else.

But now he has no choice. He has military orders to follow and cannot easily leave his post. Even if he can enter the Demon Court, with his current cultivation level, he will not be able to save the person.

He angrily slammed his fist on the railing.

Yu Ling'er, you must hold on. One day, I will come to save you.

At this moment, in a secluded mansion in the core area of ​​Tianyao City.

The moonlight, as white as silver, spilled into a charming little courtyard.

Several osmanthus trees are planted in the courtyard, and they are in full bloom. The pale yellow flowers emit an elegant fragrance under the moonlight.

A night breeze swept by, and petals fluttered down, carpeting the bluestone ground.

This courtyard was exquisite and elegant, quite different from the rugged style of the other demon emperors.

A woman in green sat alone in the courtyard, gazing up at the moon in the sky, lost in thought.

Her long, jet-black hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She had delicate features, but her brows held a hint of melancholy that seemed out of place for her age.

It was none other than Yu Ling'er, who had been missing for several months.

The courtyard gate opened, and a tall figure walked in.

The man wore a dark purple brocade robe, had a refined face and a gentle temperament, and looked like a wealthy and leisurely person.

Upon closer inspection, however, he revealed a hint of majesty between his brows and deep-set eyes; he was none other than the renowned Demon Emperor Mo Lin of the Demon Court.

He walked into the courtyard and saw Yu Ling'er sitting there admiring the moon. He sighed softly, sat down opposite her, and said gently, "It's late, why aren't you resting yet?"

Yu Ling'er didn't turn around, still gazing at the moon in the sky: "I can't sleep. The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and I want to look at it a little longer."

Mo Lin, the Demon Emperor, said, "Zhu Yan has returned today. The negotiations are still ongoing. His attitude is tough, so I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here for a while."

Yu Ling'er's eyelashes trembled slightly. She slowly withdrew her gaze, turned to look at Mo Lin Demon Emperor, and revealed a faint smile.

"Thanks to Senior Mo Lin's protection, it's alright for Ling'er to go back a little later."

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Emperor Mo Lin: "Don't worry, I will try my best to find a way."

"However, Zhu Yan's power in the Demon Court is far greater than mine, so there are some things I need to consider carefully."

Yu Ling'er nodded gently: "Ling'er understands."

After a moment of silence, Yu Ling'er tentatively asked, "Senior Mo Lin, how is the battle situation in the Western Regions?"

"The fighting is still ongoing, both sides have reinforced their troops, and the situation remains at a stalemate."

"Oh," Yu Ling'er responded indifferently. "I heard that the White Ape Demon Saint is dead?"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Emperor Molin: "It was Li Yuan who killed him. He is only at the Condensation Realm, yet he can fight against someone of a higher level."

"I remember you were classmates, and you had a good relationship."

Yu Ling'er's breath hitched slightly, but only for a moment, before she regained her calm and composed demeanor, softly humming in agreement, and saying, "Yes, he has always been formidable."

Mo Lin Demon Emperor smiled and said, "Zhu Yan seems to be very interested in him. She came back today to deliberately inquire about him."

"The Zhu Yan Demon Emperor abandoned hundreds of thousands of troops at the front lines just to rush back and inquire about Senior Brother Li's matter?"

Yu Ling'er's face changed color. If this madman had his eye on Li Yuan, his chances of survival would be slim. She was secretly anxious.

"Yes, it seems your Senior Brother Li is in danger." Mo Lin smiled meaningfully.

Yu Ling'er frowned, then suddenly smiled: "Senior Brother Li is a lucky man, I believe he will be alright."

The Demon Emperor Mo Lin's face was gloomy. He gave a few perfunctory instructions and then quickly left.

The courtyard gate closed, and Yu Ling'er slowly loosened her fist, which had been tucked into her sleeve.

Li Yuan finally came to the Western Regions, and she knew then that he was no ordinary person.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he has grown to the point where he can kill a demon saint.

Yu Ling'er's lips curved into a slight smile. She stood up, picked up a short stick, concentrated her mind, and slowly began to prepare.

Her cultivation level is currently sealed, preventing her from using Yuan Power, but she can still practice staff techniques.

"Senior Brother Li, I will never fall behind."

Under the moonlight, the wooden stick danced and twirled in her hands like a dragon emerging from the water, a sudden storm. Even without the support of Yuan energy, her stick fighting remained sharp and steady, wielding the stick with great force.

Once, twice, three times.

Her movements became faster and faster, her temples were soaked with sweat, but she still didn't stop, as if she wanted to pour all her anxiety into her moves.

She finally stopped when the night wind blew the osmanthus blossoms all over the ground. She leaned on her wooden stick, her chest heaving, and gasped for breath.

She raised her head and looked eastward, towards the direction of the Tang Dynasty, where the battlefield she longed for lay, and where that person was.

A complex emotion flickered in her eyes, but it quickly returned to calm.

She can't rush things.

Right now, there's nothing she can do, but one day, she will get out.

On this day, an urgent military order was delivered from Mengchi to Yuezhi City.

After Li Yuan opened and read it, his brows furrowed slightly.

The military order was written by Feng Wuhen himself. It was brief and informed him that the battlefield in Anxi City was in dire need of attention.