142: Qin Feng was returned on the spot!

The night was like a black cloth soaked in blood, pressing heavily over Ten Thousand Demon City.

Deep within the Asura Demonic Sect's stronghold, in a secret room, ancient devilish runes engraved on the walls glowed faintly. The crimson candlelight was the only source of light in this space, casting Blood Rakshasa's graceful shadow onto the wall, stretching it into eerie shapes.

The air was filled with blood-scented incense, a sweet cloying aroma tinged with the cold scent of rust.

Qin Feng and Blood Rakshasa sat facing each other, both seeing what they desired in the depths of each other's eyes.

Blood Rakshasa's eyes were like silk, her thin red gauze unable to hide any of the spring-like scenery beneath. She licked her lips, her voice seductively charming to the bone.

“Young Master Qin, this mistress practices the 'Blood Charm Heart Sutra,' which requires the fusion of a powerhouse's essence blood and Divine Soul power to break through the Bottleneck. This is a secret of the Asura Demonic Sect that is never shared with outsiders. You...”

She stopped halfway through her sentence, appearing shy, but it was more like using silence to apply pressure.

Qin Feng sneered in his heart, but his face remained warm and gentle.

Dual Cultivation?

She probably wants to take the opportunity to pry into my background, or perhaps even suck my power dry.

A pity, you've miscalculated.

Is the power of the Demonized Qilin Arm something a person like you can fathom?

As long as you open your Divine Soul, I can turn the tables and completely refine you into a Puppet who only knows how to flatter me!

[Stupid woman, still playing mind games in front of me? In a moment, I'll let you know who the real master is!]

Qin Feng felt arrogant in his heart, but his face showed three parts worry and seven parts deep affection.

“Why does Rakshasa Fairy say such things! Since we have formed an alliance, we are Dao Companions and should advance hand in hand!”

“If a mere Dual Cultivation can help the Fairy break through, it would be my honor, and I would not hesitate even if I had to die ten thousand deaths!”

He spoke with such righteous indignation, as if it weren't for his own greed, but for the great revival of the Demonic Path.

Seeing him so 'sensible,' the calculation in Blood Rakshasa's eyes was replaced by a touch of satisfaction, and the corners of her mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

“In that case, then this mistress... will not be polite.”

She formed seals with her hands, and a blood mist surged around her, instantly forming a massive blood-colored cocoon that completely enveloped the two of them.

Inside the cocoon, Devilish Qi rose, blood light flowed, and the temperature suddenly climbed.

A session of Dual Cultivation where both parties harbored hidden motives officially began.

However, outside the blood cocoon, a secret door in the shadows of the room opened, and a beautiful woman walked in.

Blood Ji!

Between her fingertips, she held the pitch-black Jade Charm gifted by Liu Ruyan. The Jade Charm emitted a strange Law power that even made her feel a sense of dread.

“Bitch, this is the price for coveting my position!”

A twisted smile, a mixture of jealousy and pleasure, appeared on Blood Ji's face.

She applied pressure with her fingertips, and the Jade Charm shattered.

A wisp of black gas, invisible to the naked eye, ignored the barrier of the blood cocoon and instantly merged into Qin Feng's body.

Having done all this, the smile on Blood Ji's lips grew even more cruel.

She quietly activated a shadow recording stone, pointing its crystalline surface at the constantly writhing blood cocoon.

Kill him directly? That would be too easy on him.

She wanted to record this 'historic' moment and spread it throughout the entire Nine Nether Demon Domain!

...Meanwhile.

On the top floor of Ten Thousand Demon City's most luxurious 'Soul-Melting Den'.

Su Chen was sprawled out on a specially made couch of ten-thousand-year Vicious Beast skin, squinting his eyes comfortably.

“Mm... yes, that's the right pressure, not bad, not bad...”

Beside him, a demoness with eight arms was using her flexible limbs to perform a massage simultaneously.

Two hands kneaded his shoulders, two hands pounded his legs, two hands massaged his head, and the other two hands... were peeling a specialty of the Demon Domain, Ice Crystal Demon Lychees, and accurately delivering them to his mouth.

This service was professional!

Spring Flower and Qiu Yue stood to the side, their small faces looking more sour than the other.

Spring Flower clenched her small fists tightly, her gaze sharp enough to kill; she wished she could rush forward and tie all of that eight-armed demoness's limbs into bowknots.

Although Qiu Yue remained expressionless, the temperature around her had dropped to the freezing point, making the demonic cultivator maidservants nearby shiver with cold.

“Divine Son,” Spring Flower finally couldn't help but speak up, gritting her silver teeth sourly, “Are you... investigating the hardships of the people in the Demon Domain?”

Su Chen lazily opened one eye, chewing on a demon lychee as he talked nonsense with a straight face:

“Of course! Spring Flower, look, they have to hold multiple positions just to make a living; isn't it hard for them? I am taking practical action to support the development of the Demon Domain's tertiary industry and promote harmonious exchange between the Righteous and Demonic Paths! One must have a broad perspective!”

[Tsk tsk, even I'm starting to believe this excuse.]

[Little girls just don't understand, this is called art! Anyway, it's not my money I'm spending, might as well enjoy it while I can.]

Su Chen gave himself a big thumbs up in his heart.

Meanwhile, in the secret room within the blood cocoon, the atmosphere was heated, and the arrow was on the string.

Qin Feng was full of pride as his Divine Soul power transformed into a sharp blade, about to pierce into Blood Rakshasa's Sea of Consciousness to complete his final control!

He could already imagine Blood Rakshasa's humiliated yet infatuated expression after she became his plaything!

However, at the very moment he was about to succeed—

An indescribable sense of emptiness, like the eternal ice from beneath the Nine Nethers, erupted within his body without warning!

It wasn't Devilish Qi, nor was it a Law, but a... withering that originated from his life's Origin!

He felt his internal essence, Qi, and Soul being drained dry in an instant, like a balloon that had been punctured by billions of holes!

The surging saint power froze.

Hidden within his right arm, the Demonic Energy of the Demonized Qilin Arm, which was enough to destroy heaven and earth, also seemed to have its power cut off, instantly falling silent and becoming colder than a normal arm!

“I...”

Qin Feng opened his mouth, but only a dry syllable escaped his throat.

The extreme sense of emptiness submerged him like a tide.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Before he could even form a complete thought, he felt the world spinning.

Everything was over.

The secret room fell into a deathly silence.

The blood cocoon slowly dissipated, revealing the two stunned faces.

Qin Feng's pupils were dilated, and his mind was blank, completely unable to process the reality before him.

He, the dignified Son of Destiny!

He, the man who bore the Ancient Demon Qilin Legacy!

He, a powerhouse at the Peak of the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Saint Realm!

To think... to think... Shame! An unprecedented sense of shame was like a red-hot iron, searing itself onto his Soul!

Blood Rakshasa was also frozen.

She stared blankly at Qin Feng's despondent appearance, as if his Soul had been sucked out, and felt that her own cultivation hadn't changed at all.

Doubt, incomprehension, confusion... eventually, all these emotions converged into an undisguised look of disdain and disgust.

“Is that... it?”

She spoke subconsciously, her voice not loud, yet it was like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, exploding in the deathly silent secret room.

Every word turned into a most poisonous steel needle, stabbing ruthlessly into Qin Feng's already shattered Dao Heart!

Outside the door, Blood Ji's face was distorted, her shoulders trembling violently from trying to suppress her wild laughter.

Looking at the crystal-clear images in the shadow recording stone, she could already imagine how exciting Ten Thousand Demon City would be tomorrow!

Qin Feng and Blood Rakshasa, this pair of scoundrels, were completely finished!