Evolution of the Hell Demon: Ancient Angel.

Dragon Ningbing stood outside the palace, gazing blankly at the pagoda in the sky, her eyes filled with longing.

“It’s been almost a month, Young Master, he won’t be in danger, will he?”

Dragon Ningbing’s delicate hands were tightly clasped, and perhaps due to her excessive worry, her palms were sweating.

Yes, a month had passed, and Xiao Fan still hadn’t come out.

She could feel that the eleven women were coming aggressively; could the Young Master, alone, defeat them?

Xin Xi looked at her like this, clearly not knowing what kind of person her Saint was; when the Saint faced women, as long as they didn’t anger him and were relatively beautiful, he generally wouldn’t let them go.

“Sister Xin Xi, why hasn’t the Young Master come out yet?”

“Perhaps the Saint is still enjoying the fierce battle,” Xin Xi said, implying something.

The “fierce battle” she spoke of, when it reached Dragon Ningbing’s ears, was painted by her as a bloody, life-and-death struggle, and her face instantly paled, her worry unmistakable.

“Sister Xin Xi, what should we do to help him?” Dragon Ningbing asked nervously.

“Help?”

Xin Xi thought for a moment, it was probably best not to join the excitement at this time, lest they get caught in the crossfire.

“The Saint will be fine, you need to have faith in him,” Xin Xi said with a smile.

Dragon Ningbing saw that Xin Xi was not flustered at all, and she guessed in her heart that Xiao Fan must possess extraordinary abilities that she simply didn’t know about.

Yes, regarding Wu Lingyun, Xiao Fan didn't discuss feelings, but directly and severely disciplined her.

If she didn't obey, then he would continue to discipline her; after all, he wasn't short of women.

Fortunately, his Physique was strong, allowing him to conquer her, but Xiao Fan also understood that Wu Lingyun was only outwardly submissive, and inwardly she must still resent him.

However, it didn't matter; he was only interested in her body, and wasn't interested in her feelings or sincerity.

After putting away the Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda, Xiao Fan returned to the palace.

As soon as he came down, before he even entered the door, Dragon Ningbing, like a swallow returning to its nest, rushed into his embrace, her soft, fair arms tightly hugging him.

Even her slender, soft Dragon tail wrapped tightly around Xiao Fan’s waist, as if afraid he would slip away from her grasp.

“You scared me to death, I thought you were trapped in the pagoda,” Dragon Ningbing said, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes, burying her delicate small face in Xiao Fan’s embrace.

This caught Xiao Fan completely off guard.

This pure little girl is so easy to trick; one normal attack and she’s already given so much.

The fresh, elegant scent of flowers, the fragrance of a virgin, permeated his heart, making Xiao Fan’s mind wander.

Fortunately, he had just experienced a great battle; as the saying goes, 'before the act, lustful as a demon; after the act, serene as a Buddha.'

Now was the 'serene as a Buddha' stage, and he wasn't very interested.

Xiao Fan gently embraced Dragon Ningbing and said with a smile, “Those people scared you, so I taught them a lesson, which wasted a bit of time.”

Feeling Xiao Fan’s gentleness, Dragon Ningbing’s nervous emotions calmed down, but upon calming down, she instantly realized her impropriety and immediately retracted her soft Dragon tail.

Her emotions were out of control, and her Dragon tail inexplicably wrapped around him; Dragon Ningbing didn't know what was happening.

Xiao Fan didn't tease her either; he just felt that Dragon Ningbing had a genuine, inherent purity, which was what attracted Xiao Fan the most.

After a brief comfort to Dragon Ningbing, Xiao Fan asked her to leave.

Xin Xi, standing quietly beside them, said nothing, though she still felt a touch of envy in her heart.

When would the Saint finally notice her?

To share his favor, Xiao Fan naturally couldn't neglect Xin Xi, who had always been by his side; he walked over and pulled Xin Xi into his embrace.

Xin Xi was somewhat at a loss, the Saint, he…

Xin Xi only felt her head spinning.

Her delicate hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

She wanted to embrace Xiao Fan, but was afraid Xiao Fan wouldn't like it.

Her charming face was flushed with spring, her eyes filled with affection, and nervousness made her breathing quicken.

Xiao Fan knew her thoughts; he firmly held her delicate hand and rubbed it against his face.

Xin Xi’s face was flushed, and burying her face in his embrace, she slightly tilted her head up, looking at Xiao Fan’s gentle, smiling face.

“I see your companionship, and no one is more important than you,” Xiao Fan said.

And then, hmm.

Xin Xi’s beautiful eyes held shock and bewilderment, but soon only boundless joy and sweetness remained.

She mustered the most courage she had ever shown in her life and cupped Xiao Fan’s face.

For a long time.

Xin Xi’s beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness, and the spring passion in her charming face completely melted away.

She was very happy that the Saint had finally made a move on her.

Xiao Fan looked at the beauty in his arms, feeling infinite tenderness in his heart, for companionship is the longest confession.

...

As his Ascension approached, Xiao Fan’s duties also increased.

He still wanted to be a Holy Lord, but he Ascended after only two years of development; could it be that he was meant to be the Holy Lord of the Tai Xuan Holy Land in the Upper Realm?

Upon arriving at Xuanguan Hall, he sought out the Grand Elder in advance.

He gave him a heads-up beforehand, so that he wouldn't be disturbed by Xiao Fan again when he was exchanging knowledge with the Female Elder.

The Grand Elder walked out with a beaming face; looking at his expression, Xiao Fan knew without a doubt that he had just been engaging in an exchange of knowledge.

“Saint, you’re in such a hurry to find me, is there something you need to say?” the Grand Elder asked.

“It’s nothing major, I originally wanted to catch up with you, Grand Elder, but time is pressing, so I won’t waste it,” Xiao Fan said.

“Oh? Saint, has something big happened?”

Xiao Fan shook his head and said faintly, “No, it’s just that I’ve recently had a feeling that I’m about to Ascend, so I wanted to let you know.”

“So that’s it, I thought it was something big… No, Saint, what did you say?”

The Grand Elder was fine at first, but suddenly hearing the word “Ascension,” he felt his brain wasn’t quite keeping up.

“Yes, I’m going to Ascend, just letting you know, don’t miss me too much,” Xiao Fan said with a smile.

He was still very grateful to the Grand Elder; he was a good person, didn’t bother him, gave him all sorts of permissions, and didn’t act superior due to his age.

Most importantly, they shared similar hobbies and could discuss how to win over women—a true Fellow Daoist!

The Grand Elder had a lot to say, wanting to ask a few questions, but he couldn't find the words, only saying with a hint of regret:

“Saint, your Physique must be that of a Heavenly God’s Reincarnation. It’s just a pity that I won’t be able to discuss with you how to grasp a woman’s heart in the future; I’ll lose a step on the ladder of progress.”

“We are not fickle; it’s just that our hearts are broken into countless pieces, and each piece falls in love with a different person,” the Grand Elder said.

A kindred spirit! Xiao Fan looked at the Grand Elder with some admiration.

So, you’re that kind of person!

That’s great, me too!

After chatting a few more words with the Grand Elder, Xiao Fan began to summon the Great Demon Gods, who appeared fierce and menacing.

Each had a green face and fangs, a sturdy build, black-purple scales, sharp claws and long teeth, and an aura of cold cruelty and ferocity instantly filled the entire Xuanguan Hall.

The Grand Elder’s face changed drastically, and he became fully alert, not understanding why such a gloomy and dark gate would appear behind the Saint.

Xiao Fan merely cast a cold glance, and the nine summoned Demon Gods respectfully prostrated themselves before him.

They said in unison with utmost reverence, “Master.”

The Grand Elder was a little scared, these… Masters?

He weakly asked, “Saint, who are these people?”

Xiao Fan smiled and said, “Guardians of the Holy Land.”

He pointed a finger, and nine golden lights shot out, like sharp swords, directly piercing their hearts.

“Demon God transformation, Primordial Angel!”

These were the Demon Gods from the Hell’s Gate of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength; they possessed the genes of the Primordial Angel, and by activating them, they could revert to their ancestral form as Primordial Angel, Incarnations of Righteousness.

Instantly, a large vortex appeared in the hearts of these nine Demon Gods, like a bottomless abyss, and a violent suction force swallowed all the brutal Qi.

The Grand Elder's heart pounded; the Saint seemed to be on a level beyond his comprehension.

The violent and cold Qi was completely swallowed by the vortex in their hearts, not a single drop remaining.

Their black-purple scales also began to transform, turning into platinum armor, and their Devilish Qi transformed, stained with a sacred radiance.

Their hideous, terrifying, green-faced, fanged appearance completely vanished, replaced by the righteous and holy appearance of Righteous Path Heavenly Gods, like Demon God killers.

As the light dissipated, the nine Divine Generals knelt respectfully before Xiao Fan.

“From now on, you shall revere the Grand Elder; you shall have no second thoughts, and the Grand Elder’s commands are my commands.”

“Your mission is to guard the Tai Xuan Holy Land; I need the Tai Xuan Holy Land to endure for ten thousand generations.”

“We respectfully obey your Lord’s decree,” the nine Primordial Angels said in unison, their voices not loud but carrying Divine Might, causing the Grand Elder to lose himself in a daze.

“Good, you shall transform into nine sculptures and guard the surroundings of my Holy Land, expelling evil spirits.”

“Yes.”

With that, the nine Primordial Angels flew out, transforming into nine sacred streams of light, guarding the Tai Xuan Holy Land from all directions.

Having completed all this, Xiao Fan extended his right hand and condensed a golden plaque, upon which his aura was engraved.

“Grand Elder, with this item, you can summon them to assist.”

The Grand Elder took the golden token, somewhat dazed.

“Saint, this is…?”

“To leave some Legacy for the Holy Land.”

The Grand Elder didn't press further; having benefits was enough.

However, he felt that those Primordial Angels were quite formidable, and the Grand Elder couldn't help but ask:

“Um, Saint, just how strong are those Primordial Angels?”

“Roughly, one person can take on the entire world without a problem.”

“Of course, don’t even think about making them expand the Holy Land’s territory; let the Disciples do those things. And don’t reveal these trump cards; just let them be a Legacy, passed down through generations,” Xiao Fan said seriously.

Xiao Fan now possessed the strength of a Golden Immortal, and the Demon Gods he summoned naturally reached the Golden Immortal level. These great Demon Gods were all in the Late Stage of Golden Immortal strength, and a single one could destroy this world.

With Xiao Fan’s strength, it would be no problem for the Tai Xuan Holy Land to unify the world.

However, without opponents, the Tai Xuan Holy Land would definitely decline.

Extreme prosperity inevitably leads to decline is no joke.

“I understand.”

The Grand Elder knew this principle well; one could not rest on the laurels of predecessors and live off past achievements.

The best outcome was for the Tai Xuan Holy Land to become a giant in this world, gaining benefits, yet still having goals, so that all Disciples would have the ambition to strive forward.

Flowing water strives forward, for what it strives is endlessness!

At the time of parting, the Grand Elder felt a sense of reluctance; he would lose a Fellow Daoist to discuss the Dao with in the future, but there was no other way. Cultivation was like this; separation and death were common.