"What do you want to do?" Xiao Weier, hiding behind Xiao Fan, asked timidly.
The stunningly beautiful woman—Little Corpse Charm—smiled coquettishly. "Little girl, come with me quietly."
Xiao Fan grew frantic. "Weier, run! I’ll hold her off!"
As he spoke, a burst of blazing pale flames erupted from his palm, hurtling toward Little Corpse Charm.
Without even waiting to see the result, he grabbed Xiao Weier’s hand and tried to flee.
But in the next moment, Little Corpse Charm swayed gracefully into their path, her jade-like fingers toying with the very same pale flames.
"The fire’s power isn’t bad, but you’re far too weak."
Snap!
With a flick of her fingers, the flames shattered into nothingness.
Xiao Fan’s expression twisted in horror. Before he could speak, Little Corpse Charm had already lost patience. Her slender, snow-white finger pointed forward, and the air rippled like water.
In that instant, Xiao Fan felt as if a towering divine mountain had crashed onto him. His bones creaked under the pressure, blood seeping from his pores. Despite his desperate resistance, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"Ah!"
Xiao Weier was terrified by the sight. As the treasured jewel of her family, she had never faced such brutality.
"Shh!" Little Corpse Charm appeared beside her in a flash, pressing a delicate finger against Xiao Weier’s trembling lips.
"Don’t be scared, little sister. I’m not a bad person… hehe…" Even she seemed amused by her own words.
"Now, come with me." She took Xiao Weier’s hand and began leading her away.
Xiao Weier, paralyzed with fear, offered no resistance.
"Let her go!" A voice filled with boundless fury echoed through the cave.
Little Corpse Charm turned in surprise—Xiao Fan, now drenched in blood, was struggling to rise.
"Oh? Still alive? Little brother, you must have secrets. Care to share them with me?"
"Release Weier!" Xiao Fan snarled.
Little Corpse Charm’s gaze turned icy. She despised being ignored and denied.
She was no longer the pitiful little demon once cowering in the Demon Suppression Prison.
Now, she stood second only to one, a Quasi-Emperor, the most beautiful woman in the world.
And her man—the strongest in existence, leader of the greatest sect, whose word was law.
With such privilege, she believed the world existed to please her. Getting her way was her divine right.
With a flick of her finger, she prepared to end Xiao Fan’s life.
But then, Xiao Weier—who had seemed so helpless—clung to her arm, tears streaming. "Please, don’t kill him! I’ll go with you!"
Little Corpse Charm gently wiped away her tears, but her eyes gleamed dangerously. "Little sister, you misunderstand. You’re in no position to bargain."
Xiao Weier, though trembling, stood firm.
"I don’t know why the Heavenly Demon Sect wants me, but my Supreme Holy Body must be valuable. If you refuse, I’ll destroy it—you’ll never get what you want!"
"Really?" Little Corpse Charm smirked, then tapped Xiao Weier’s chest. An invisible seal locked her divine energy away.
"You—!"
Xiao Weier paled, her body shaking violently as tears fell uncontrollably.
"You evil woman… sob…"
Before she could finish, Little Corpse Charm pinched her soft cheeks, distorting her face and forcing her lips into a pout.
"Now, little sister, what else can you threaten me with? Nothing? Then watch closely as your beloved dies before your eyes!"
Under the horrified gazes of Xiao Weier and Xiao Fan, a brilliant crimson light shot from her fingertip.
But it struck empty air—Xiao Fan had vanished without a trace.
Little Corpse Charm’s eyes narrowed. "Who dares interfere with the Heavenly Demon Sect? Show yourself!"
Silence.
Her beautiful face darkened.
"Whoever you are, the Heavenly Demon Sect will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"
With that, she whisked Xiao Weier away.
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Yin Nether Domain, Heavenly Demon Sect Headquarters.
"Master~ Wuwu… someone bullied me!"
Little Corpse Charm burst into the grand hall, ignoring the assembled Supreme Elders, and threw herself into Gu Qingfeng’s lap.
Her "assets" seemed to have strategically expanded for the occasion.
Gu Qingfeng’s rage erupted. "What?! Someone in the Cangming Realm dares touch my woman? Do they have a death wish?
"Who?!
"Name, origin, faction, family members—I’ll scramble their eggs like they’re breakfast!"
Little Corpse Charm sniffled dramatically. "Master, I was gathering special physiques for you when I found the Supreme Holy Body. But then…"
She embellished the tale with tears.
Gu Qingfeng frowned. Vanishing under a Quasi-Emperor’s nose without a trace? Even he couldn’t do that cleanly.
His teleportation array left traces—undetectable to weaklings, but not to peers.
No spatial ripples, no dao marks, nothing. Only one person came to mind.
Old Ghost.
His time-stopping trick could pull it off.
But why save Xiao Fan?
A nobody, a servant, with a heavenly sweetheart, surviving against a Quasi-Emperor…
This reeks of trouble.
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A Void Realm.
Xiao Fan stared in terror at the lecherous old beggar before him.
"Who are you? Where is this?"
Old Ghost grinned. "Heh heh… Flame Heaven Emperor, long time no see!"
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