Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Cerberus was completely lost in thought, sticking out his tongue in great comfort, unable to speak at all.

Liuli licked her paws, refusing to participate in the conversation, her aloofness making one want to give her some catnip and watch her blissfully contentedly look at her.

Actually, his petting can achieve the same effect, and it might even be more intoxicating than catnip.

The landlady nodded and said—

"It's true that it's developed to this point, and the name is no longer suitable, so... are you finally going to change the name of the pancake shop to a wonton and dumpling shop?"

"???"

A few question marks popped into Chen Ming's head, and it felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, with blood flowing everywhere.

He twitched his lips, looking at the heartbreaking little girl, his heart bleeding... The twin-tailed, heart-wrenching loli is going all out today.

The landlady, looking at his resentful expression, was somewhat puzzled and asked—

"What's wrong?"

She seemed completely unaware of how offensive her words were, and it didn't seem like she was faking it. In other words, she already believed the bakery should be closed down...

"..."

Chen Ming pursed his lips.

Unexpectedly, Lucifer, chin in hand, exchanged a glance with the landlady and said—

"That's right, after all, we never expected things to develop like this. But since things have come to this, we should renovate the store... What's wrong?"

Lucifer stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence, her red eyes staring blankly at her muscular husband who was on the verge of tears. Her heart skipped a beat. Had she misunderstood something? Didn't he want to change the name of the "pancake shop"?

It's rare to see even a wise and understanding Hell Queen have her moments of blunder.

Chen Ming looked at the beauty mark under her eye; she was still as alluring as ever, but this was a bit too much for her, wasn't it? My wife…

He hugged the dog, somewhat sadly, and said—

"I know, I know, anyway, you all think I can't sell any pancakes... Damn it..."

They had a falling out.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Lucifer's forehead. Seeing him turn away, he quickly leaned closer, smiling, and said—

"I was just kidding, honey, why are you really angry?"

As she spoke, she gently wrapped her arms around his broad waist, placed her hands on his abdominal muscles, and softly coaxed her beloved husband.

But... are you really not going to change it to "cake shop"?

What is it about his strange obsession with cakes...?

Chapter 533 The Sword Immortal Master and Disciple Both Married to the Same Man

In that forbidden land where sword energy crisscrossed, countless sword blades were stuck in the endless space, and they surged with sword energy like tides according to some kind of pattern.

Deep within the forbidden area, there is no chance of survival.

Her dark eyes gazed into the depths of the sword tomb, each pulsation of sword energy resonating with a soul-shaking power; even from the outermost perimeter, one could feel an aura comparable to the might of heaven.

That's all for now.

She could no longer move forward; her steps came to a halt.

Clang...

The blades stuck in the ground began to pulsate again from the waves of blades, and she raised her hand to meet them with all her might.

bang bang bang...

The crude sword energy bombarded her. The sword energy was not strong at the outer edge, but its ferocious and surging momentum was something that few in the world could withstand.

She was panting, biting her lower lip with some resentment.

As expected, this was the only place she could go. She glanced at the countless swords stuck in the ground around her. Each one had been tempered by waves of sword energy and accumulated over thousands of years, making them quite formidable weapons.

But it's still not quite as good as the black sword she gave away.

That sword was given to her by her master.

She lowered her eyes slightly. Her master had been very good to her. When she was young and ignorant, she turned her sword against her master, and he broke the blade of his sword. The next day, he took the black sword from the sword tomb and gave it to her.

And now, she has given that black sword to the man who stole her master.

Perhaps she felt that the person holding that sword should be the one closest to her master, which is why she made that decision.

That was her most precious possession, so exchanging it for a promise to make her master happy was a very worthwhile deal.

That guy...

She lowered her head, casually reached out and drew a sword, listening to the clear clang of the blade.

Did he treat his master well?

She seems like a really nice person... Well, treating her master like a maid isn't really a good idea, is it? It's just that her master likes her a lot.

She has a gentle nature, a decent appearance, and is a good person, but she's far from being a good match for such a great master!

It was just a tragic fate.

She pursed her lips, looking slightly unhappy.

Om-!

"Ok?"

She looked down and saw a talisman fly up, its array patterns glowing. This was the talisman her master used to communicate with her; her master needed to talk to her.

She couldn't help but show a happy expression as she connected to the array node.

"division……"

Is it mysterious?

Before Xuan could even speak, Afu's anxious voice came over.

Xuan was slightly taken aback, then said—

"Yes, it's me."

The surrounding sword energy became even more violent when Xuan drew his sword, almost roaring as it swept over. While talking to his master, Xuan controlled his newly acquired flying sword to protect himself.

Afu heard the voice and asked—

"What's wrong? What happened on your end?"

"It's alright, I'm retrieving a sword from the Sword Tomb."

"Are you okay?"

"It's alright, Master."

Hearing his master's concern, Xuan felt as if his heart had melted with honey. He almost missed a sword strike and quickly adjusted his posture.

Xuan seemed very busy. Afu hesitated for a moment, but had no choice but to speak up.

"I need your help now..."

"Master, what are you saying? Just say what you need to say!"

I will listen to whatever Master asks of me, no matter what it is. Being able to help Master is my good fortune. Xuan pricked up his ears, listening to what his beloved master wanted to ask of him…

Then Afu said—

"Chen Ming needs help right now, could you go and lend him a hand?"

"..."

Xuan's eyes went blank. Her master had come to her to ask her to help that guy... Her lips trembled slightly.

With a soft swoosh, a slash of sword energy tore through a strand of her hair.

"mysterious?"

Afu couldn't understand Xuan's voice and said with some worry—

How are you?

"I...I'm fine..."

I just feel a little sad, because my master cares so much about that person.

Ah Fu said—

"I'm rushing back as fast as I can, but there's still some distance to go. You have a portal over there, so you should be able to get through, right?"

Xuan remembered that Senior Cerberus had indeed granted her permission before, so she nodded and said—

"Yes, I'll be there right away."

Put aside personal feelings for now; no matter what, I must complete my master's request diligently.

Communication was cut off.

Xuan rode on his newly acquired flying sword, charging wildly through the air, shaking all the sword blades in his path. Behind him followed a terrifying wave of sword energy, and at the last second, he broke out of the Sword Tomb's range.

With a light touch of his toes on the sword, the sword immortal in black robes glanced back at the forbidden Sword Tomb, his black hair swaying in the wind.

Without taking a break, he transformed into a shooting star, cutting through the clouds and air, and sped towards his master's residence at the school.

Upon arriving at the portal created by the demon, many students were studying the array on it, but not being able to go inside and study it directly was a bit of a letdown.

One of the rewards for the last martial arts competition was a pass, but it hasn't been issued yet.

We'll have to wait until Cerberus remembers.

Dogs have terrible memories; they might forget something for hundreds or even thousands of years... and no one dares to urge Cerberus on, so they can only let it drag on.

Not everyone has Chen Ming's courage. Not only is he not afraid of Cerberus, but he even raises it like an ordinary dog. It's really bizarre.

Xuan went straight into the door in front of everyone.

Everyone was taken aback.

"It seems like Senior Xuan can go in."

"It seems to be a pass given by the senior Cerberus."