Clang!
Gu Qingfeng directly drew out the Emperor Demon Sword and tossed the scabbard to Ling Fei'er.
To him, the scabbard was nothing but a nuisance—it sealed the sword's power and prevented him from getting beaten up. It was nothing more than dead weight.
Having rampaged through the world all this time, when had he ever relied on protective artifacts?
Ling Fei'er caught the scabbard and stared blankly at Gu Qingfeng, her heart brimming with sweetness. She knew he was doing this to protect her.
But the moment she remembered the Sword Demon still lurking nearby, her anxiety flared. Without the scabbard, Gu Qingfeng might get hurt. She hastily tried to return it to him.
"Uncle Gu, you need this scabbard more—"
"Shut up. What the hell do I need this for? It’s just dead weight. Take it and keep it."
Gu Qingfeng scoffed disdainfully, then strode off before Ling Fei'er could react.
Ling Fei'er felt the domineering yet tender care in his actions, and her heart nearly surrendered completely—like a fresh college graduate utterly smitten by a ruthless CEO.
Uncle Gu is so overbearing… but I love it…
Gu Qingfeng returned to the battlefield, gripping the Emperor Demon Sword with a savage grin as he locked eyes with the Sword Demon.
Freed from its scabbard, the sword's demonic energy surged wildly, accompanied by a faint yet oppressive imperial aura that radiated outward.
At this moment, he seemed like a reborn Heavenly Emperor, towering above all creation, commanding absolute submission.
That imperial pressure forced everyone—even the very world itself—to bow their heads.
Soon, the frenzied demonic energy of the sword began violently invading Gu Qingfeng’s body. The Emperor Demon Sword, once the weapon of a Heavenly Emperor, was inherently prideful. Now, corrupted by demonic power, it had grown even more unruly—only an emperor could hope to wield it.
Being held by Gu Qingfeng now felt like an unbearable insult, and it sought to enslave him as its sword thrall.
But the more the sword resisted, the more exhilarated Gu Qingfeng became. With the help of his system, the demonic energy was rapidly converted into his own attributes.
His already-perfected Indestructible Sword Body began steadily advancing toward absolute completion.
The sheer ecstasy of growing stronger made Gu Qingfeng throw his head back and roar with laughter.
"Kehahaha! With the Emperor Demon Sword in hand, the world is mine! From this day forth, across heaven and earth, I alone am—"
"Junior Brother Gu! You’re falling to demonic influence! Stay in control—don’t let the sword dominate you!"
Gu Qingfeng’s laughter cut off abruptly. He turned his head, his expression darkening as he glared at the frantic Dugu Wei.
"Shut the hell up! Don’t make me slap you in the middle of my fun!"
Still unsatisfied, he formed a single-handed seal and bellowed:
"Boundless Law Domain! Eightfold Seal! Heaven and Earth Reversed! Nine Dragons Shackle the Skies!"
Instantly, multiple layers of formidable sealing barriers trapped Dugu Wei and the others, cutting off all sound from escaping.
The Sword Demon observed Gu Qingfeng, now wreathed in demonic energy and exuding overwhelming malice, and a glint of delight flashed in his eyes.
This brat can’t control the Emperor Demon Sword at all! He’s about to lose his mind and become a sword thrall!
And he even sealed Dugu Wei away—now, who’s left to stop me?
Thinking this, the Sword Demon quietly retreated behind his demonic underlings, waiting for Gu Qingfeng’s rampage to begin.
Once fully corrupted, he would lose all reason, slaughtering friend and foe alike.
But Gu Qingfeng’s cultivation was too weak—he wouldn’t last long. Once he exhausted himself, that would be the perfect moment to seize the sword.
"Sword Demon, where the hell do you think you’re sneaking off to?" Gu Qingfeng suddenly asked, his voice dripping with amusement.
The Sword Demon, hidden among his minions, stiffened.
He hasn’t fallen yet?
But looking at Gu Qingfeng’s savage eyes, twisted grin, and the demonic energy swirling around him, he should have succumbed by now.
Then why is he still lucid?
"I asked you a question. Cat got your tongue?"
The Sword Demon’s face darkened. "You’re not corrupted?"
At the mention of corruption, Gu Qingfeng flew into a rage.
"You and Dugu Wei really are cut from the same cloth! ‘Corruption this, corruption that’—is that the only damn thing you two know?"
The Sword Demon’s expression grew even uglier—not because of the insult, but because Gu Qingfeng’s words were still so coherent.
A corrupted mind couldn’t possibly speak with such clarity.
Then what the hell is going on?!
If he wasn’t corrupted, that meant Gu Qingfeng had tamed the Emperor Demon Sword. But if he had tamed it, why did he look like this?
This was the very image of a Demon Sovereign reborn.
Gu Qingfeng, seeing the Sword Demon’s hesitation, had long lost patience. Though his attributes had been steadily rising while wielding the sword, his Indestructible Sword Body still hadn’t reached perfection—progress slowed the closer one got to the peak. He needed more time.
But he was done waiting. Why not use the perfect tool right in front of him?
"Hey, insect. Come here—I’ll give you the Emperor Demon Sword." Gu Qingfeng beckoned lazily.
He didn’t care how the Sword Demon would interpret his words. An invincible man did as he pleased—why bother with others’ thoughts?
The Sword Demon froze but didn’t move. Instead, he retreated further, his guard up and ready to flee at a moment’s notice.
"You spent a century scheming for this sword, didn’t you? And now I’m handing it to you for free—still not taking it?"
"Gu Qingfeng, I admit I underestimated you. I never thought you could truly master the Emperor Demon Sword. This time, I’ve lost. But the mountains may never meet, yet people always—"
Whoosh!
A sharp sound cut through the air, interrupting him.
The Sword Demon stared blankly as a dark golden streak shot toward him. Instinctively, he reached out and grabbed it.
The icy, bone-chilling sensation in his palm—it was unmistakably the Emperor Demon Sword.
He looked down at the sword in his hand, then up at Gu Qingfeng, repeating the motion several times in stunned silence.
…What the hell is happening?
While the Sword Demon stood frozen, the disciples of the Sword Sect were all struck dumb, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Dugu Wei, in particular, was frantic, his eyes bloodshot as if he’d just been weeping. He screamed and pounded against the seal, but not a single sound escaped.
Ling Fei'er was equally dumbfounded.
I risked my life to give you the sword… and you just handed it to the enemy?!
…Are you actually one of the demons?
Ignoring their shock, Gu Qingfeng crossed his arms and smirked.
"Happy?"
The Sword Demon nodded numbly. "Y-yes… What the hell are you planning?"
Gu Qingfeng spread his arms, exposing his chest.
"Now, hit me."
The Sword Demon: "???"
Having schemed for a century, manipulating hearts with demonic seeds, the Sword Demon prided himself on understanding human nature.
But right now, he was utterly lost.
"What the hell are you waiting for? Why is everyone so damn wishy-washy?!" Gu Qingfeng snarled. "All I want is to enjoy myself in peace—is that too much to ask?"
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