212: Goodbye Lin Wanqing

The Demon Race has been operating on the Tianyuan Continent for over a thousand years, and in terms of both population and strength, they far surpass the Human Race.

The major affairs of the Demon Race are controlled by 36 families, known as the 36 Demon Pillars, which signifies their role as the pillars of the Demon Race.

These 36 Demon Pillars are further divided into 12 Royal Clans and 24 King Clans. Each Royal Clan has a Demon Saint expert overseeing it, while each King Clan has more than one Demon Venerable expert in charge.

And currently seated in the meeting hall are representatives of the 36 Demon Pillars, along with Ning Mengqi, the supreme military commander of the Demon Race, and her deputy commander, Feng Yang.

All 12 representatives from the Royal Clans possess Demon Saint cultivation.

That's right, a full 12 Demon Saints from the Demon Race participated in the Fifth Human-Demon War!

The Demon Saints who took action above the Demon-Rejecting Pass were only half of the Demon Race's strength.

Yet, at this moment, these 36 Demon Pillar representatives are led by Ning Mengqi, which clearly shows her high status within the Demon Race.

She earned this through her strength.

Ning Mengqi's cultivation speed was not inferior to that of the Human Race's Chosen One; she reached the cultivation of a Demon Venerable at 24, becoming the Clan Chief of the Succubus Clan, and her military leadership skills further impressed the decision-makers of the 36 Demon Pillars.

A Demon Saint from the Demonic Clan, one of the 12 Royal Clans, said in a deep voice, "Ning Mengqi, our 36 Demon Pillars trust you greatly and have entrusted you with the command of the Demon Race Army."

"But now, five days into the war, the Demon Race Army has launched two attacks, and tens of thousands of Demon Race soldiers have fallen at the Demon-Rejecting Pass, yet we haven't even breached the city walls. I think you owe us an explanation!"

A smile appeared on Ning Mengqi's face, radiating immense charm.

The 12 Demon Saints, with their powerful demonic energy, could barely resist her allure.

The Demon Venerable representatives of the 24 King Clans, however, were deeply ensnared, their attention largely captivated, with a few even drooling.

Ning Mengqi's voice was soft and sweet: "Elder Zhang, don't be so anxious. Our Demon Race has launched four major wars in the past century, yet not once have we managed to breach the Demon-Rejecting Pass. Those Chosen Ones (of Heaven's Selection) of the Human Race still possess some skill. Moreover, the Hall Master of the Human Emperor Hall and the Alliance Leader of the Righteous Path Alliance haven't even made a move yet."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhichong, the Demonic Clan's Demon Saint, frowned: "Do you mean that our Demon Race will return in defeat again this time? Fearing battle before it even begins, Ning Mengqi, is this all you're capable of?"

Repeatedly questioned, Ning Mengqi felt a flicker of anger, but she maintained a sweet smile on her face and said softly, "No, what I mean is that taking down the Demon-Rejecting Pass is not an easy task, and we must be prepared for sacrifices."

After speaking, she looked towards Deng Jingwei, the Demon Saint of the Spirit Demon Clan, one of the 12 Royal Clans, and said with a smile, "Elder Deng, it's time to dust off your clan's Demon God Spirit Sealing Formation."

Upon hearing this, Deng Jingwei raised an eyebrow slightly and said in a deep voice, "If it can help Young Miss Mengqi breach the Demon-Rejecting Pass, then it can certainly be used. However, the Demon God Spirit Sealing Formation has many restrictions and requires a large amount of resources; our Spirit Demon Clan can only deploy it once."

"Furthermore, it requires three days of preparation in advance, so it might not be possible to fully deploy it beneath the Demon-Rejecting Pass."

Ning Mengqi smiled faintly: "That's enough. I have a very bold idea that I'd like to share with all of you. If successful, there's a very high probability of breaching the Demon-Rejecting Pass!"

Upon hearing this, the representatives of the 36 Demon Pillars were all startled.

Zhang Zhichong said in a deep voice, "Tell us first."

Having withstood the Demon Race's second attack, the Demon-Rejecting Pass was filled with jubilation, unaware that a crisis was about to descend.

The members of the Cangxuan Sect had booked a small tavern and were enjoying themselves, drinking heartily inside.

Many Disciples and Elders all raised their cups to Lu Xingchen.

Because his contributions in this battle were evident to all.

Lu Xingchen also accepted every toast, drinking cup after cup.

However, his Realm had already advanced to Eight-Star Martial Emperor, so merely drinking some alcohol would not make him drunk.

Midway through the banquet, Wang Peng knocked on the tavern door.

Seeing Wang Peng, Lu Xingchen's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little uneasy.

Could that legendary Her Excellency Xin Huo truly be his beautiful wife?

Lu Xingchen stepped out of the tavern, looked at Wang Peng, and said in a deep voice, "General Wang, what did Her Excellency Xin Huo say?"

Wang Peng said in a deep voice, "Young Friend Lu, Her Excellency Xin Huo requests your presence!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingchen's heart was filled with joy.

Since Her Excellency Xin Huo was willing to see him, it meant she truly was his wife.

Having been separated from Miss Wanqing for so long, he genuinely missed her.

As for the vast difference in their statuses, Lu Xingchen didn't take it to heart at all.

Kindling, the Inheritor of the Human Race's Bloodline Power, was indeed formidable, but with his System, he might not be much weaker than her.

On the stage of the Tianyuan Continent, he, with his System, was the protagonist!

With an excited heart, Lu Xingchen followed Wang Peng towards the City Lord's Mansion of the Demon-Rejecting Pass.

Wang Peng showed a Spirit Token, and after passing through more than a dozen guards, the two finally arrived at the entrance of a small courtyard.

Wang Peng smiled and said, "Young Friend Lu, this courtyard is where Her Excellency Xin Huo resides. I can only escort you this far."

Lu Xingchen cupped his hands to him and said, "Thank you, General Wang!"

With that, Lu Xingchen pushed open the courtyard gate.

It was sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the courtyard, giving a warm feeling.

In the courtyard, there was an old man with white hair, lying in a rocking chair, basking in the sun.

Lu Xingchen looked at the top of his head, and it was conspicuously "???"

Needless to say, this was the Elder who had been following Miss Wanqing above the Demon-Rejecting Pass, and also the first Human Race Saint to take action.

Lu Xingchen cupped his hands and bowed to him, saying, "Junior Lu Xingchen greets Senior. May I know Senior's esteemed name?"

The white-haired old man raised his head slightly, without any air of a superior, and said with a smile, "This old man is Mu Chun, the Dao Protector of Her Excellency Xin Huo. You must be Her Excellency Xin Huo's young boyfriend, aren't you? She told me your story."

"Reaching the cultivation of an Eight-Star Martial Emperor at such a young age, you are indeed a remarkable individual. But to stand shoulder to shoulder with Her Excellency Xin Huo, you still need to work much harder."

Lu Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Mu Chun!"

Mu Chun waved his hand and smiled, "Alright, Her Excellency Xin Huo is in the room on the right. Go in quickly! She must be impatient waiting for you."

Lu Xingchen bowed again to Mu Chun, then raised his head and pushed open the door to the room on the right.

Lin Wanqing was sitting in a chair in the living room.

She was wearing a sky-blue long dress, still looking as delicate as ever, completely devoid of Kindling's aura.

Although he had mentally prepared himself, when Miss Wanqing, whom he had longed for, appeared before him as Kindling, Lu Xingchen still felt a strange sensation.

He then waved to Lin Wanqing and said with a smile, "Miss Wanqing, long time no see!"