Assisting the Little Corpse Demon in Transformation

The White Fox Queen, upon hearing Gu Qingfeng actually ordering her to summon Princess Qinglin, immediately cursed him inwardly.

She called him a womanizer, a heartless monster.

Yet, not a trace of defiance showed on her face as she obediently nodded in compliance.

At this moment, she suddenly found herself reminiscing about the Azure Demon Emperor, who had once doted on her every whim.

"Master, Princess Qinglin is also a Divine Realm expert. If this lowly one goes alone, I fear..."

"Useless!" Gu Qingfeng snorted coldly, and in an instant, his primal energy surged forth, materializing into a colossal hand that shot out of the palace.

Moments later, over a thousand Divine Realm demons and fiends who had been suppressed outside were all dragged in.

As the Divine Realm beings were tossed onto the ground like trash, Gu Qingfeng spoke indifferently, "You have a choice—submit or die."

The demons and fiends exchanged glances, their faces a mix of fury and terror.

Then, one particularly defiant fiend suddenly roared, "Human! In your dreams! You think we would ever bow to—"

Bang!

A violent surge of primal energy erupted, instantly obliterating the fiend’s head, splattering blood and brain matter across the floor.

The sheer brutality of the act sent a wave of shock through the remaining demons.

But defiance was not so easily quelled.

Soon, several more rebellious fiends stepped forward.

Gu Qingfeng showed no mercy, casually waving his hand and slaughtering them all.

By the time an incense stick had burned, the grand hall had transformed into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Hundreds of demonic remains littered the ground, the stench of blood thick enough to induce nausea.

Gu Qingfeng sat atop the hall’s throne, one hand propping his chin, his legs casually crossed, his expression cold and indifferent. His voice carried a hint of impatience as he spoke, "Are there any more who wish to die? Step forward now. Don’t waste my time."

His icy words echoed through the hall.

Every demon who heard them trembled in fear, their terror made palpable by the sight of their fallen comrades surrounding them.

Thud!

One demon, unable to withstand the pressure, dropped to his knees and kowtowed, his voice shaking, "This lowly one submits!"

It was as if a signal had been given.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

One after another, the once-proud Divine Realm demons fell to their knees.

"We submit!"

Gu Qingfeng reveled in their obeisance, a cruel smirk curling his lips. "Good. Now swear your loyalty—and make it a blood oath. If I find anyone’s oath lacking in severity, the corpses around you will be your fate."

The demons, now obedient, began reciting their oaths, each one more venomous than the last. They even eavesdropped on their neighbors, hastily amending their own vows if they heard something more extreme, terrified of falling short.

To them, blood oaths meant little—words on paper could be ignored, let alone spoken ones.

So, to appease Gu Qingfeng, they spewed the most horrific curses imaginable, as if they cost nothing.

The White Fox Queen, standing behind Gu Qingfeng and massaging his shoulders, couldn’t help but sneer.

It was a smile of schadenfreude, laced with dark satisfaction.

Seeing others about to suffer the same torment she endured brought her a twisted sense of relief.

Pain, like joy, is meant to be shared—but with one key difference.

Sharing joy multiplies it.

Sharing pain lessens it.

That’s why, when drowning in misery, the sight of someone worse off brings a perverse comfort.

Soon after, the demons finished their oaths, countless threads of vow-energy weaving from their bodies and connecting to Gu Qingfeng.

With this, his forces swelled—now boasting over five hundred Divine Realm demons, including more than a dozen at the peak of the Divine Realm!

What followed was a spectacle of horrified realization.

The demons stared in shock at the ethereal oath-threads stretching from their bodies to Gu Qingfeng.

Their hearts churned with dread.

Every one of them was a Divine Realm expert—who among them didn’t know the horror of a Demon Blood Oath?

Regret twisted their guts, and they wished they could slap themselves for the sheer venom of the oaths they’d sworn.

"Eternal soul dispersion!"

"Never to be reborn!"

"Damned to the abyss!"

The words had flowed so easily from their lips—now, they tasted nothing but bitter remorse.

Breaking such oaths would be a fate a hundred times worse than death.

Gu Qingfeng, observing their expressions, knew exactly what they were thinking—but he paid it no mind. Instead, he commanded, "Good. Return to your duties. Secure the capital first, then keep close watch on the Azure Demon Emperor’s movements."

"Remember—if you see him devouring demons, do not interfere. Let him consume as many as he desires. If necessary, restrain any fleeing demons to make it easier for him. And spread the word—tell the world his daughter and concubines are living well."

"Understood?"

"We obey," the demons replied, their voices trembling.

"Good." Gu Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction. "Now, send two of you to capture Princess Qinglin and bring her to me."

"As you command, Master."

Bound by the Demon Blood Oath, the demons quickly embraced their new roles and sprang into action.

Not that they had a choice—with hundreds of Divine Realm corpses strewn across the hall and the oath binding their souls, rebellion was unthinkable.

Once the demons had departed, Gu Qingfeng glanced at the sea of corpses and decided not to let them go to waste.

These were Divine Realm demon remains—every part of them was a treasure, especially their blood, which was invaluable to the Little Corpse Charm.

After all, she fed on blood.

With enough Divine Realm blood, even if her talent was lacking, sheer quantity could push her into the Divine Realm.

And Gu Qingfeng had been eagerly awaiting the day the Little Corpse Charm would finally take human form.

He was a man who valued loyalty.

In his weakest days, the first demon he’d ever encountered was her.

She had been with him the longest, and of all his demons, she pleased him the most.

Had it not been for her unwavering aid, who knew when he would have unlocked his system?

The system only activated when attacked by demons—and back in the Demon Suppression Prison, unless he’d gone mad, he would never have willingly sought out demonic assaults.

It was the Little Corpse Charm’s seduction that had made it possible.

Now, Gu Qingfeng intended to repay her—by helping her achieve human form.

As the saying goes, a drop of kindness deserves a flood in return.

Yes—this was how a man should act.

(And it certainly wasn’t because he looked forward to dancing with her one day.)

Whoosh!

With a wave of his hand, Gu Qingfeng stored all the Divine Realm corpses in a pocket dimension, leaving a few instructions for the Little Corpse Charm.

He told her these were all hers—to cultivate well and strive for her transformation.

Overwhelmed by the sheer fortune before her, the Little Corpse Charm was nearly moved to tears, struck by an immense wave of happiness.

She immediately wanted to perform her newest dance for Gu Qingfeng—but he stopped her.

Princess Qinglin would be arriving soon.

After dismissing the Little Corpse Charm, it wasn’t long before two Divine Realm demons escorted a stunningly beautiful woman into the hall.