61: Chapter 61 Drunkenly Sleeping on a Blood Lotus, Mixing Beauties, Forcibly Abducting a Heavenly Demon as a Maid

"Risking my life? Village Chief, you think too highly of them."

"A bunch of rats hiding in the gutter, are they even worthy of making me risk my life?"

Facing this inescapable death trap, Ye Xiu was not the least bit nervous. Instead, he lightly flicked the demon slaying sword in his hand, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

As he spoke, Ye Xiu actually took the initiative to walk out of the Village Chief's Sword Qi light screen. With every step he took, a cyan Chaos lotus bloomed beneath his feet. That was the phenomenon of the Azure Emperor Scripture, forcibly carving out a pure land amidst the sea of blood-red Devilish Qi.

"Kill!" Seeing that Ye Xiu dared to be so arrogant, the old Devil Head immediately activated the Formation. Hundreds of the Eight Legions of the Heaven Demons let out a roar, surging toward Ye Xiu like a tidal wave.

Taking the brunt of the charge was a Heaven Demon of the Garuda tribe. But this Heaven Demon was different from the other monsters. She… or rather, it, was extremely beautiful.

Her upper body was that of a woman with a face that could topple kingdoms, skin like snow, and features as delicate as a painting. She wore an extremely revealing black leather armor, exposing vast expanses of snow-white skin that made one's blood boil.

However, her lower body was not human legs, but a giant scorpion tail covered in black-gold scales, shimmering with a cold light! The wings on her back were like two sharp war blades, cutting through the Void Realm with every flap.

"So this is a beauty of the Garuda tribe?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, although there's an extra tail, this figure, this face… it certainly has a unique charm."

Facing this Garuda Witch, who was capable of instantly killing an ordinary Seven-Star Realm expert, Ye Xiu did not retreat but advanced instead. The demon slaying sword in his hand did not strike a lethal blow, but instead, like a lover's touch, flicked lightly.

"Ding!" A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

The tip of Ye Xiu's sword precisely deflected the venomous scorpion tail thrust by the Garuda Witch. Immediately following that, his figure flickered, and he appeared beside the witch like a ghost.

"Beauty, fighting and killing really ruins the scenery."

"Look at you, you're so pretty. What kind of future is there in following that old monster covered in pustules?"

As Ye Xiu spoke, he actually extended his left hand, which had been tempered by the Four Extremes Divine Power until it looked like it was cast from gold. He audaciously wrapped his arm around the witch's slender waist! He even lightly caressed her smooth, delicate skin with his fingers.

"You…!!!" The Garuda Witch was stunned. Completely stunned.

She was a Heaven Demon, a killing machine, an executioner that made people tremble with fear. It had always been her seducing men and then eating their hearts; when had she ever been teased in return?

Moreover, this man's hand… it was so hot! So powerful! The moment he held her, she actually felt all her Devilish Qi being suppressed by that overbearing Pure Yang power. She couldn't even muster the strength to struggle!

"Let go of me!" The witch was filled with shame and anger. The wings on her back snapped inward, trying to cut Ye Xiu in half like a pair of scissors.

"Ouch, quite a temper you have there." Ye Xiu laughed heartily and activated the Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Steps. He did not let go, but instead spun the witch around in the air. Like dancing, he easily dodged the wings' slash.

At the same time, he backhanded the demon slaying sword and struck the witch's perky buttocks hard with the spine of the blade.

"Smack!" Crisp and loud.

"Ah!" The witch let out a sound that was less of a cry of pain and more of a moan, her entire face instantly flushing to the color of a pig's liver. She, a dignified commander-level Heaven Demon of the Garuda tribe, had actually… been spanked?!

"Not bad feel, very elastic." Ye Xiu commented, then leaned into the witch's ear and said in a magnetic voice: "How about it? Consider it?"

"Abandon the darkness for the light and become my maidservant."

"Follow this young master, you'll have the best food and drink, and all the fine wine you can handle."

"That's better than eating dead human flesh in this ghost of a place, right?"

"Bastard! You bastard!" The old Devil Head presiding over the Formation in the distance saw this scene and was so angry that it nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

That was its capable warrior! Its killing weapon! Yet it was being teased in public by this human brat? And dancing there? This was simply rubbing the face of the Heaven Demon race into the dirt!

"Kill him for me! Tear him into ten thousand pieces!" The old Devil Head roared wildly, driving the Blood Lotus Formation, and the remaining Eight Legions of the Heaven Demons charged at Ye Xiu recklessly, like they had gone mad.

"Sigh, what a buzzkill." Ye Xiu sighed. Looking at the Garuda Witch in his arms, who was dying of shame and anger yet had slightly dazed eyes, he shook his head.

"It seems your boss isn't happy."

"In that case…" Ye Xiu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and that roguish, devil-may-care aura instantly vanished, replaced by a suffocating Sword God's might.

He did not kill the witch in his arms, but instead pushed her away, incidentally Sealed her Devilish Qi, and tossed her into the space of his wine gourd. Afterward, he stood alone with his sword, facing the overwhelming tide of devils surging toward him.

"The sword is like the Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens!"

"Wine God Curse · Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Ancestor!"

"Boom!!!" A sword light of ultimate brilliance erupted from Ye Xiu's hand. This time, it was no longer testing, no longer teasing. It was true—Demon Slaughter!

The sword light transformed into countless silver swimming dragons, rampaging through the sea of blood-red Devilish Qi. Every swimming dragon precisely pierced through the center of a Heaven Demon's forehead.

Whether it was the thick-skinned Asura or the agile and eerie Yaksha, in front of this peerless sword technique, they were all as fragile as paper. In just a single breath, hundreds of the Eight Legions of the Heaven Demons, except for the Garuda Witch that Ye Xiu had "privately kept," were all wiped out!

"Pfft!" As the Formation was broken, the old Devil Head suffered a backlash, spraying blood wildly, its aura instantly withering. It looked in terror at the young man holding the long sword, approaching step by step, as if looking at a true Devil God.

"You… who exactly are you!" Ye Xiu walked up to it, looking down at this ugly old thing, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth: "Me?"

"You're so forgetful, we met before at Zhenyang Palace! Back then, you were still Sealed on the wall!"

"Remember this."

"In your next life, when you reincarnate as a human, don't provoke the Wine Sword Immortal."

"Swish!" A flash of sword light. A head covered in pustules soared into the sky. The old Devil Head, fallen!

Having resolved the battle, Ye Xiu sheathed his sword and clapped his hands, as if he had done an insignificant trifle.

"Bang!" With a casual wave of Ye Xiu's hand, the hot-bodied, stunningly beautiful Garuda Witch was "dumped" out from the space of the wine gourd, falling clumsily onto the black ground filled with blood.

The moment she landed, the eyes that had previously carried a hint of arrogance and Killing Intent completely froze the instant she saw the scene around her.

How could this still be the Shura field from before, with its monstrous Devilish Qi and unbridled arrogance? This was simply—a slaughterhouse!

Hundreds of the Eight Legions of the Heaven Demons, those Yaksha and Asura commanders who were usually on par with or even stronger than her, were now all reduced to pieces scattered on the ground.

Not a single corpse was intact, and each severed limb retained that incredibly sharp silver Sword Qi, which was continuously obliterating the Heaven Demons' proud, immortal Devilish nature.

"How about it? Beauty?" Ye Xiu walked over to her leisurely and crouched down. He casually rested the demon slaying sword on the ground, emitting a crisp "ding" sound.

This sound was not loud, but it felt like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into the witch's heart.

Ye Xiu extended a finger and lightly lifted the witch's delicate chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. His gaze still carried that roguish smile, but the lingering Killing Intent deep in his eyes made the witch feel as if she had been targeted by an ancient Vicious Beast.

"Have you made your choice?"

"Is it to acknowledge me as your master and become a little maidservant who serves tea and water, and occasionally warms the bed?"

"Or shall I send you to reunite with these 'companions' of yours?"