Chapter Four Hundred Twenty-Five: A Family of Defiance Against Heaven
On the cliff of Buqi Mountain.
Sang Zhe quietly sat beside the cliff, gazing at the distant horizon.
Suddenly, the voice of Meng Qiyan rang out behind him: “As you requested, those young talents from the Demon Clan have all been packed up.”
She walked over to Sang Zhe’s side, sitting down and gently leaning her head on his shoulder. “What are you planning to do next?”
“According to the schedule, the demon army will arrive at Buqi Mountain tomorrow.”
Sang Zhe’s gaze was distant. “Once they arrive, it will be up to Sister Gu and the others.”
“How long they can hold them off depends on their acting skills.”
These young talents from the Demon Clan are just bargaining chips for now; trying to use them to stop Long Xiao doesn’t seem very feasible.
Even so, having more chips can’t be a bad thing.
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change; who knows when those chips might pile up enough?
Meng Qiyan blinked, then lazily stretched.
“I say, why bother with all that fluff? If the Demon Clan dares to come, just fight them until they’re too scared to return! I want to see if they’re really fearless with ten heads each!”
Sang Zhe chuckled, unable to resist ruffling Meng Qiyan’s hair.
“Your fiery temper really hasn’t changed at all.”
“Pfft, why should it?”
Meng Qiyan shrugged, unfazed. “The one I care about the most doesn’t mind, so why should I change?”
Sang Zhe stared for a moment, then sighed. “I guess I’m the only one who can put up with your kind of temper.”
“That’s all I need.”
Meng Qiyan smiled sweetly. “My Sang Zhe~”
“Ew, that’s so cheesy, it gives me goosebumps.”
“Are you still complaining about my cheesiness? Are you still upset about the taxes being handed over yesterday?”
The two bickered on the cliff while below, the Demon Cult disciples were busy setting up formations.
In preparation for the potential battle tomorrow, the entire Demon Cult was bustling with activity.
“Speaking of which, since you’re over here overseeing things, shouldn’t the Little Princess be alright on her side?”
“I left Yan Rouwan and the others to watch, plus Little Ying is stationed there, so it should be fine.”
“But if you’re not there personally, doesn’t that just waste time? Aren’t we trying to save the Little Princess as fast as possible?”
“There’s nothing I can do; you can’t oversee all the formation arrangements alone. I’m stretched too thin.”
“Wait a minute,” Meng Qiyan suddenly furrowed her brows. “What about your clone? Didn’t you use it before?”
“Clone, huh?”
Sang Zhe broke into a mysterious, lazy smile. “Of course, my clone has other things to do!”
Meng Qiyan: “?”
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Almost simultaneously.
In Myriad Thunder Abyss, at the Thunder Abyss Hall.
The Demon Clan’s army was on the move, making the Thunder Abyss Hall noticeably quieter than before.
Except for the occasional guards, only a few demon servants were seen bustling about.
In a lavish bedroom inside the Thunder Abyss Hall, a stunningly beautiful woman sat at the head of the bed, looking worn and pale, her eyes slightly red from praying.
“Huan’er… you must be alright…”
“I’ve only had you as my child all these years. If anything were to happen to you, I… I wouldn’t live either…”
Just as her tears blurred her vision, a slightly teasing voice rang out behind her:
“There’s no need to be so dramatic. Your daughter might actually be living pretty well right now.”
The Dragon Mother jumped up in shock, and seeing the lean, handsome human man at the door, she felt a cold sweat drench her body.
“Sang, Sang Zhe?! You’re not at Buqi Mountain, but here in Myriad Thunder Abyss, willingly walking into a trap?”
“Dragon Lady, come on now.” Sang Zhe said leisurely, “A trap? Do you believe that anyone here in Myriad Thunder Abyss can stop me now?”
…Well, he was right.
The Dragon Mother knew that Long Xiao’s expedition had almost taken all high-level practitioners of the Demon Clan.
Right now, it would be hard to find even a few Crossing Tribulation Stage demon beasts in Myriad Thunder Abyss.
No one could stop Sang Zhe, a major human cultivator.
The Dragon Mother watched him warily.
“W-what do you want?”
“Don’t be so nervous, my lady.”
Sang Zhe approached the Dragon Mother with a mischievous smile, his tone light. “You’re so extraordinarily beautiful, such charm still radiates from you. Even if I wanted to do something to you, I wouldn’t dare to harm you.”
“But don’t forget…”
“Your daughter is still in my hands.”
“You wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to your daughter, would you?” He smiled as he stood before the Dragon Mother.
Her body shook as a hint of despair flashed in her eyes. “W-what have you done to Huan’er?”
“Don’t worry, the Little Princess is just fine.”
“But if you don’t behave, I can’t guarantee what will happen to her,” Sang Zhe said lazily, sitting beside the Dragon Mother, propping up one leg.
The Dragon Mother’s gaze trembled, then her beautiful eyes gradually fell, her tone turning bitter:
“I… understand.”
“As long as you don’t harm Huan’er, I’ll do anything.”
“Now that’s the right attitude.”
Sang Zhe smiled brightly as he turned his head. “I came here to ask you to temporarily be… eh, hey! What are you doing?!”
Halfway through his sentence, Sang Zhe was stunned to see the Dragon Mother, tearful and furious, starting to undress.
“What the heck?”
The Dragon Mother’s beautiful eyes were slightly reddened, tears welling as she looked at Sang Zhe indignantly. “Aren’t you human cultivators of the Demon Cult into this sort of thing?”
“Who doesn’t know you, Sang Zhe, are a hungry ghost for women, a depraved individual? You traveled all this way to the Thunder Abyss Hall to catch me, isn’t it just for this?”
“…Huh?” Sang Zhe felt his pupils shake.
“I know I can’t escape your clutches today, my ruined self can’t face my husband.” The Dragon Mother said with despair, tears streaming down her face, “As long as it can ensure Huan’s safety, I-I’ll just pretend to be bitten by a dog!”
“Just hurry it up.” As she spoke, she closed her eyes, resolutely turning her head away.
Sang Zhe gaped at her tear-stained face, which was flushed for some unknown reason, and for a moment felt his mind growing foggy.
…Turns out Long Huan’s outrageous imagination was inherited too?
No wonder her daughter is so extraordinary; her mother is a real heavyweight!
With that inexplicable blush on your face, you wouldn’t have been secretly looking forward to this from the very start, would you?
“You, you debauchee, hurry up already!”
The Dragon Mother’s voice seemed to suppress some emotion, urgently saying, “Are you trying to humiliate me?!”
“If you’re looking for stimulation, this is my usual bed with my husband, and there are his clothes in the cabinet. You can do what you like.”
“Just promise to keep your word and don’t harm Huan’er after…”
Before the Dragon Mother could finish, an exasperated Sang Zhe finally knocked out the beautiful woman.
“I can’t take it anymore.”
“A family of defiance against heaven.” Sang Zhe muttered as he hoisted her over his shoulder, peeked out of the window, and then quickly vanished.
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