Chapter 51 What inappropriate words?

["We can't reply!"]

A trace of despair flashed in the eyes of the two demons.

They were supposed to wash and strip this "Deputy Hall Master of the Immortal Realm Law Enforcement Hall" clean and send her over as a plaything...

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator and the Skinny Bamboo Demon Cultivator shuddered at the same time.

If they really sent her over, the Demon Sovereign would have his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering on the spot, and their entire city would be crushed into dust by a single finger of this Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

But if they didn't send her...

Would they dare say to the Demon Sovereign: "The plaything you want is the Deputy Hall Master of the Immortal Realm Law Enforcement Hall, we don't dare send her"?

Moving forward was death, and retreating was also death.

The two knelt on the ground, their faces ashen.

The atmosphere became increasingly eerie.

Although the surrounding Earth Immortal Realm overseers didn't see clearly what was written on the token, they could guess seven or eight tenths of it from the reactions of these two Prisoner Envoys.

To be able to silently erase a Heavenly Immortal Realm commander and scare two Prisoner Envoys into losing control of their bladders on the spot, the identity of this white-robed youth had already exceeded the limits of their imagination.

For a moment,

only the sound of heavy breathing remained in the cavern.

Gu Heng acted as if nothing had happened.

He looked around at the demons kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear, and spoke, "It seems you've learned some things you shouldn't know."

"No! My Lord! We know nothing!"

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator looked up and kept kowtowing, "This lowly one was blind and just had a blurred vision; I saw nothing! Yes! I saw nothing at all!"

"Oh?" Gu Heng raised an eyebrow, his smile widening, "Is that so? But I clearly saw you reading the words on the token just now."

"I... I read it wrong! I definitely read it wrong!" The Skinny Bamboo Demon Cultivator crawled forward two steps, tears and snot flowing, "My Lord, please be discerning! We brothers have had bad eyesight since we were young. We are guilty! We deserve to die!"

Gu Heng paced over to the two of them, leaned down, and scanned their terrified faces, his lips curling into a slight arc.

"What usually happens to those who learn secrets they shouldn't? You in the Demon Realm should understand the rules better than I do, right?"

Before he finished speaking,

the bodies of the two demon cultivators began to tremble violently.

They couldn't see any Killing Intent or pressure in Gu Heng's eyes.

But this calmness, this cat-and-mouse-like playfulness, made them feel terrified.

This big shot didn't take them seriously at all.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

Buzz—

A soft sound was particularly piercing in the dead silence of the cavern.

The communication token lit up and vibrated violently.

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator's whole body stiffened.

The Skinny Bamboo Demon Cultivator was so scared his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering nearly happened.

No need to ask, this must be a message from the Demon Sovereign.

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator's hand trembled as he tried to take the token to cut off the communication, but the token was personally bestowed by the Demon Sovereign, and the transmission speed was extremely fast.

In the next instant,

a majestic and cold voice came from the token, "Where is the person? It's been so long, how are you two handling things?"

It was the voice of the Demon Sovereign.

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator and the Skinny Bamboo Demon Cultivator felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator's mind went blank, and his survival instinct made him give the most desperate response.

He threw himself to the ground and roared with all his might at the still-glowing token, "Ah! Sor... Sorry, Lord Demon Sovereign, we... we can't go, go back anymore!"

Before the words even finished, a flash of determination crossed the Skinny Bamboo Demon Cultivator's eyes.

He lunged over, grabbed the communication token, and under everyone's astonished gaze, used his Heavenly Immortal cultivation to forcefully inject power into it.

"Crack!"

The token shattered, and the Demon Sovereign's voice stopped abruptly.

Communication was cut off.

The cavern was as silent as death.

All the overseers looked at this scene in shock.

They actually hung up on the Demon Sovereign? And even destroyed the token?

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator was also stunned; he stared blankly at the token pieces on the ground, then at the determined Skinny Bamboo beside him, his lips moving, unable to say a single word.

Having done all this, the Skinny Bamboo seemed to have drained all his strength, collapsing on the ground, panting heavily with vacant eyes, muttering to himself: "It's over... it's all over..."

Destroying the token was equivalent to cutting off contact with the Demon Sovereign and drawing a clear line from the past.

From this moment on, they were no longer the Prisoner Envoys under the Demon Sovereign, but two stray dogs who had offended a Quasi-Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm and betrayed the Demon Sovereign.

Gu Heng watched this farce with interest, picked up a fragment of the token from the ground, and examined it before his eyes.

He gave a cold laugh and shook his head: "Oh ho, quite bold! You even dared to call for backup."

He threw the fragment onto the ground, his gaze sweeping over the two completely broken demon cultivators and then at the shivering overseers. He raised his hand, made a throat-slitting motion, and gave a light snort.

"Then... should I kill them all?"

These words became the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Uh..."

The One-Horned Demon Cultivator and the Skinny Bamboo Demon Cultivator, who had been kowtowing and self-mutilating just now, reacted with surprising consistency upon hearing these words.

Their bodies stiffened, then their eyes rolled back, their heads lolled to the side, and they fell straight back, fainting on the spot.

Seeing that the two Prisoner Envoys had "heroically fallen," the survival instinct of the Earth Immortal Realm overseers behind them led them to a remarkably coordinated decision.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud thud thud..."

The closest overseers were the first to roll their eyes and foam at the mouth, followed by those behind them who followed suit, falling one after another.

Within a few breaths, besides Gu Heng, Lin Qingyue, and the Old Dragon King, all the standing demons in the cavern had fallen.

"Ah? This... works too?"

The Old Dragon King's mouth hung open as he looked at the "corpses" all over the ground, momentarily unsure of what expression to make.

Gu Heng was also stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"Sigh, and they call themselves demons; their psychological resilience needs improvement!"

He muttered.

His gaze swept over the fainted demons on the ground and finally landed on the white-robed woman who had been standing quietly to the side from the beginning.

Her white clothes were as pure as snow, and the silver-white mark on her forehead flickered in the dim light of the mine.

From the moment he dragged her out of the heaven-reaching tower until now, she had just stood there quietly, not making a fuss or asking why.

Gu Heng suddenly remembered something.

From the Lower Realm until now, he seemed to have never had the time to properly "deal with" this Fairy Lin.

Back at the Qingyun Sect, she was the Saintess of Piaomiao Palace, and he was a handyman disciple; their only interaction was probably when he was Passing By her Spirit Stones.

Later, at the Far North Ice Field, it wasn't convenient to do anything in front of so many people.

Then, he "took" her away along with the tower, and she stayed inside the heaven-reaching tower for several years.

Meanwhile, he was busy outside with his Ascension, being "enthusiastically" captured by demon cultivators, and recruiting a dragon king as a mount.

Now, in this remote, isolated depth of the mine, he finally had some free time.

Gu Heng's gaze lingered for a moment on Lin Qingyue's graceful curves.

This once-unreachable Fairy Lin was now completely in his hands.

She was his hostage and his protective charm.

If he didn't do something now... wouldn't it be a waste?

Thinking of this,

the corners of his mouth curled slightly into a meaningful smile.

Lin Qingyue seemed to sense something; she turned her head, her cool eyes meeting his gaze.

Her brow furrowed slightly; although she didn't speak, her body instinctively tensed for a moment, and her hand pressing on the sword hilt at her waist tightened subconsciously.

...

Deep within the Demon Realm,

Obsidian Demon Palace.

On the throne, the Demon Sovereign opened his eyes, rage burning in his dark red pupils.

"Impudent!"

He crushed the wine cup in his hand, the liquid dripping down.

Just now,

the communication token he had bestowed upon those two Prisoner Envoys was forcibly cut off.

Before it was cut off, he only heard a shrill cry—"We can't go back!"

What do you mean you can't go back?

What kind of bold and suggestive words are these?

Countless possibilities flashed through the Demon Sovereign's mind.

Could it be that while he was busy dealing with the Empress's movements, these two audacious brats couldn't hold back and "consumed" that human?

Or... did something happen to those two brats at the mine? Did someone intercept them?

No matter which possibility it was, it was an open provocation to his authority.

"Unacceptable!"

The Demon Sovereign stood up from his throne. His cultivation erupted, and the demon palace shook violently.

He took a step forward, and his figure instantly vanished from the throne.

The next moment,

his figure appeared above the Demon City, and taking another step, he merged into the Void Realm, tearing through billions of miles of space as he moved toward the Blood-Vein Mine.

His pressure instantly shocked the entire city.

Countless demon cultivators were startled from their Cultivation, looking at the sky in horror.

"It's Lord Demon Sovereign! Has his Excellency come out of seclusion?"

"What terrifying pressure! Where is Lord Demon Sovereign going?"

"Looking at the direction... it seems to be toward the Blood-Vein Mine on the border... Did something big happen?"

...

Meanwhile, at the Blood-Vein Mine, inside the cavern.

Watching Lin Qingyue's defensive posture, the arc of Gu Heng's mouth widened even more.

With a thought, the heaven-reaching tower he had refined turned into a Sumeru Mustard Seed, floating among countless void particles.

In the next instant,

both he and Lin Qingyue vanished from the spot.

The Old Dragon King's eyes widened suddenly.

"Mas... Master?!"

He looked left and right in confusion, then rubbed his dragon eyes.

In the cavern, he was the only conscious living thing left, along with a group of fainted overseers, two unconscious demon cultivators, and the demon heart stone flickering with a faint light in the center.

The Old Dragon King stood there in a daze.

An absurd thought popped into his head: Could Master... have found me too noisy and left me behind?

No.

He shook his head vigorously.

Master left with that Fairy.

He stared at the spot where Gu Heng and Lin Qingyue had disappeared; there wasn't even a ripple in the space.

The Old Dragon King frowned.

With Master's unfathomable cultivation, he didn't need to go through such trouble if he wanted to leave.

He chose to "vanish" with that Fairy instead of directly taking her out of the mine...

And in an environment where only the two of them were alone...

In a flash, the Old Dragon King realized.

An "I understand" smile appeared on his old face.

Then he silently walked over to the demon heart stone, sat down, curled his dragon tail, and rested his chin on his hands, striking a loyal pose of standing guard for his master.

...

Inside the heaven-reaching tower,

in the deepest Chaos space, Chaos currents surged.

Below was nothingness, and above was also nothingness.

The moment Lin Qingyue was pulled in, her body instinctively took half a step back, her immortal light flaring to protect herself.

She quickly scanned her surroundings and found that this was the place where she had previously been in secluded cultivation.

But now, this space she was so familiar with felt completely different.

When she was in seclusion here before, the Laws within the tower had no hostility toward her; she could even vaguely feel the tower spirit's closeness and goodwill.

But now—

Gu Heng had personally entered.

The true master of this space was standing right in front of her.

In that moment, Lin Qingyue felt that the entire Chaos space had come to life.

Every wisp of Chaos current seemed to have become his eyes, his limbs.

This world of nothingness had become his Domain.

Here, he was the god of creation.

Lin Qingyue's hand unconsciously moved to the sword hilt at her waist.

In this world absolutely controlled by him, all her senses were magnified.

She looked up at the figure slowly walking toward her.

He was getting closer.

Looking at that face with a trace of playfulness on the lips amidst the Chaos currents, her heart beat faster.

"You—"

She had only uttered one word when Gu Heng's figure instantly appeared in front of her.

He raised his hand and gently pressed down on her jade-like hand that was tightly gripping the sword hilt.

Lin Qingyue's breathing completely faltered at this moment.

A warm sensation came from the back of her hand, as if an electric current were coursing through her entire body.

She could feel her cheeks burning.

She wanted to retreat, only to find that the surging Chaos currents behind her had at some point turned into an invisible wall.

Behind her was Chaos; in front of her was him.

Gu Heng lowered his head, looking closely into her eyes which were filled with a trace of panic.

He could smell the faint, cool fragrance on her.

They stared at each other in silence for two moments.

Then, he smiled.

"Fairy Lin."

"You know so much."

"This makes things very difficult for me."