âWhatâs going on?â The grumpy Keeper asks using a deep voice after seeing how excited the other sid was.
âI have wonderful news Keeper Ling! The Demon Realm actually has a princess thatâs only two years old. Back then the demon queen didnât just give birth to one, but a pair of twins!â
Boom!
The messengerâs words were like a beaming ray of sunshine for the Keeper, causing him to choke for a proper response to describe his own ecstatic emotion.
In contrast to the delight felt by the members of the Celestial Palace, Yun Ruo Xi didnât feel so happy right now. Sheâs downright distraught at the outcome regarding her own fate.
Why?
Why is there a princess in the demonic world, and that Winger would hide the fact from me?
What am I supposed to do?
If Keeper Ling really manages to kidnap the princess then I will have to carry the burden of saving the world....
That bastard, is he trying to kill me by lying?!
Hatred has long filled the womanâs heart, therefore the news only added to her vile nature.
âYou are saved Ruo Xi, you are saved!â Keeper Ling couldnât hold back and grabbed the womanâs shoulder, oblivious to the fact that the other side was making a face uglier than seeing their own parents die. âAre you happy? Now you will finally be able to cultivate again with the demon princessâs blood!â
Shuddering some more, the deceitful witch didnât know what to say nor respond. Sheâs merely standing there in a daze.
Can.... Can I not? My body is just fine like it is....
Di Cang didnât miss their conversation of course. Immediately, the demon kingâs brow began to furrow up. In the end Ling Yanâs existence became known to these people after all, but.... I wonât let anyone hurt my daughter!
âDemon King,â Keeper Ling smirks like heâs won already, âover the years your kind have sinned, but now you can finally redeem yourself somewhat by sacrificing your daughter to save the world. So, I forgive you.â
Boom!
In light of that self-conceited and self-righteous sentence, the old grumpy man didnât hold back. Perhaps itâs the fact he no longer had a use for Di Cang, but the power coming out of the sword just increased by several folds, meaning the battlefield had spiraled out of the demon kingâs control.
Back over in the city streets, Winger had just finished running out of the palace with the princess in arm when he sensed the terrifying power coming his way. Without a second of hesitation, he whisked his sleeve towards the sky to fend off the lightning strike that was striking down in their spot.
Bang!
Puking blood from the impact, the bird man went deathly pale as he gets forced back.
âUncle Winger...â Di Ling Yan burst into tears, âAre you hurt?â