247: Chapter 247 The Dark Demon Old Monster Has Passed Away

"The fragrance on Yaoyao's body is truly enchanting!"

Ye Xuan's eyes revealed a hint of doting, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile as he quietly watched the slightly uneasy Wu Yaoyao.

"Wu..."

At this moment, Wu Yaoyao's slender, jade-like hands were clenched into tight fists, as if she didn't know where to put them.

"Brother, stop teasing me..."

Having been stared at so intently by Ye Xuan for a long time, Wu Yaoyao's snow-white cheeks had already flushed crimson, like the brilliant sunset clouds in the sky.

She finally plucked up the courage to glare at Ye Xuan with her watery eyes before quickly putting on her veil to try and hide her bashful expression.

"You little girl, you dare roll your eyes at your elder brother? But you look even more playful and cute this way!"

Facing Wu Yaoyao's feigned anger, Ye Xuan was not the least bit displeased; instead, he teased her.

Stared at by Wu Yaoyao's coquettish yet angry gaze, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart. A trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, but he quickly regained his smile and said to Wu Yaoyao shamelessly:

"Haha, little sister, don't be offended. Brother just wanted to tease you."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Wu Yaoyao nodded slightly and lowered her head bashfully. Her pretty face under the veil was already as red as a ripe apple. She lightly bit her lip and murmured in a low voice:

"Brother, you're always teasing me like this..."

However, deep down, she was filled with joy and warmth.

Because since childhood, no one had ever been as close to her as Ye Xuan, let alone spoken to her in such an intimate tone.

At this moment, she truly felt an unprecedented sense of care and protection.

Wu Yaoyao couldn't help but steal another glance at the smiling Ye Xuan, feeling a warmth in her heart. It seemed that as long as her brother was by her side, the originally dull and tedious path of cultivation would become interesting.

"Little girl, take this imperial-rank profound artifact, the Azure Phoenix Armor, as a gift from your brother."

Ye Xuan gently stroked Wu Yaoyao's hair, his eyes full of doting. Then, he took out a piece of soft armor shimmering with green light from his robes and handed it to Wu Yaoyao.

This Azure Phoenix Armor was a heavy defensive armor unexpectedly obtained from the Great Zhou Secret Realm earlier, and its grade was not low—it was a high-grade imperial-rank profound artifact.

"Brother, you've already given me too many precious things. Yaoyao really doesn't deserve this; I cannot accept such a generous gift."

Wu Yaoyao hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, her slender, jade-like hands repeatedly pushing away the Azure Phoenix Armor, her eyes filled with determination.

She knew the value of this treasure well and didn't want Ye Xuan to sacrifice more for her.

"Come, take this treasure, little girl. Remember, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. When my little girl grows strong and powerful, let your brother enjoy the taste of being taken care of for once!"

With a doting smile, Ye Xuan gently placed the incredibly precious Purple-Gold Soft Armor into Wu Yaoyao's fair and tender hands, then half-jokingly said to her.

Hearing her brother say this, Wu Yaoyao was momentarily stunned, her beautiful eyes full of confusion. She didn't know what 'soft rice' actually was, but from her brother's tone, it seemed like 'soft rice' must be some kind of delicious food.

So, she nodded obediently and promised Ye Xuan seriously, "Thank you, brother! Don't worry, brother, when Yaoyao becomes capable in the future, I will definitely let you eat the most delicious 'soft rice'!"

...

In the heart of the Ancient City of Sin, there was a grand and majestic residence—the City Lord's Mansion.

This mansion spanned a hundred miles, featuring all sorts of pavilions, gardens, and waterside gazebos, each more beautiful than the last. Deep within the mansion, there was a spacious hall that was dark in tone yet solemn and dignified.

At this moment, in this grand hall, a handsome youth in a black robe was tightly embracing a charming and graceful young woman.

The young woman wore a vivid Red Glazed Immortal Dress, as enchanting as a blooming red lotus. Her figure was graceful, her waist as slender as a willow, and every movement exuded a captivating charm.

She reached out her fair, jade-like hands and carefully picked up a translucent, fragrant immortal fruit, slowly bringing it to the black-robed youth's lips.

Young Master Zui Wujin slightly opened his mouth and swallowed the immortal fruit without hesitation.

Instantly, a stream of sweet juice flowed down his throat, making him feel refreshed.

However, at that moment, a glint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to gently pinch the woman's tender cheek.

"Young Master, be gentler..."

The young woman let out a coquettish cry, her beautiful eyes revealing a myriad of emotions as she rolled them at the black-robed youth.

Her small hand lightly thumped his chest, appearing half-resentful.

Although the girl and Young Master Zui Wujin seemed to be flirting affectionately, deep in her eyes was an unhideable trace of fear and unease.

Perhaps this coquetry was just her way of protecting herself.

"Xiao Yan, how long have you been with me?" Young Master Zui Wujin said with a wicked smile, using his index finger to lift the girl's fair, delicate chin as his gaze wandered freely over her face.

"Xiao Yan has followed the Young Master for over three years." Hearing Young Master Zui Wujin's question, the beautiful woman, Xiao Yan, couldn't help but answer softly.

Indeed, she had spent three whole years in fear by this devilish man's side.

In these three years, she didn't know how many times she had experienced fear and torment.

"Young Master, Black Demon has fallen!"

Suddenly, a low, raspy shout broke the silence, startling the two who were talking. They looked toward the sound and saw an old man in a grey robe appear like a ghost without warning about ten feet away from the youth, speaking to him.

"What? My father is dead?" The charming and graceful girl, who had been leaning in Young Master Zui Wujin's arms, stood up in shock, her face filled with disbelief, a mixture of shock, grief, and fear.

"Black Demon actually fell? Who was the one who did it?" Young Master Zui Wujin also released his grip on the red-dressed girl's slender waist. His expression turned solemn, but his tone remained as calm as water as he questioned the black-robed elder.

"According to this old servant's observation, it was the Guardian of a white-robed youth who used powerful means to trap Black Demon, and then that youth used a bizarre, evil technique to devour him!"

The black-robed elder replied in a terrified tone.