"Ah, forget it, forget it. Considering your sincerity, I'll let it pass this time," Gu Qingfeng sighed.
"Many thanks for your mercy, Master!"
"By the way, Master, now that matters here are settled, why not return home? This old servant can send someone to capture a couple of fairy maidens from the immortal sects for some amusement?" the Heart Demon Lord fawned.
"Hmm, you're thoughtful. Now that you mention it, this Emperor has yet to taste the flavor of an immortal maiden—how they differ from mortal women in the throes of passion.
However, before that, there's another pressing matter."
"Might this old servant ask what matter weighs on you, Master? Could I assist in easing your burden?"
Gu Qingfeng looked at the Heart Demon Lord with a faint, enigmatic smile. "No need to ease my burden, but I do have a question for you."
Seeing that smile, the Heart Demon Lord's heart lurched violently.
Gritting his teeth, he replied, "What question does Master wish to ask? This old servant will hold nothing back."
Then, Gu Qingfeng spoke slowly, word by word: "That terrifying existence you spoke of—was his name... Star! Extreme! Immortal! King!"
The moment the name "Star Extreme Immortal King" left his lips, the Heart Demon Lord's face drained of color, and he collapsed to the ground.
"N-no... no no... Master, don't speak that name! Never speak it!" the Heart Demon Lord trembled.
Gu Qingfeng took one look at his reaction and immediately knew the answer.
That unmentionable terror was indeed the Star Extreme Immortal King!
Heh heh heh... Time to perform the family summoning technique!
"Star Extreme Immortal King!" Gu Qingfeng suddenly shouted.
At those four words, the Heart Demon Lord, who had been sprawled on the ground, shot back a hundred feet in an instant. If not for Gu Qingfeng's warning glare, he would have fled beyond sight.
Gu Qingfeng looked up at the unchanged sky and frowned.
Where was the promised cataclysmic shift, the descent of heavenly fire? Why no reaction? Did he have to curse the man outright?
Ah, this Emperor is a civilized man, yet you force me to resort to vulgarity.
Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath, steadied his core, and then bellowed: "You Star Extreme Immortal King, I your ancestors for eight generations!"
Numb.
The Heart Demon Lord was utterly numb.
His heart plunged into darkness—it was over. He knew his demonic life was finished.
Would suicide still work now? Surely the Star Extreme Immortal King wouldn’t resurrect him just to torture him further?
Yet, as the Heart Demon Lord wallowed in despair and Gu Qingfeng waited in anticipation, time ticked by... and nothing happened.
Gu Qingfeng erupted in fury. In a flash, he appeared beside the Heart Demon Lord, yanking him up by the collar. "Didn’t you say the Devouring Heavenly Demon was burned for a hundred million years just for cursing that Star Extreme Immortal King once?
So why the isn’t anything happening after I cursed him?"
The Heart Demon Lord was equally baffled. It made no sense—a being of such unimaginable power should sense even the mere utterance of his true name, let alone outright insults.
"Master, isn’t it a good thing he didn’t appear? Perhaps he’s asleep and didn’t hear. Please, I beg you, don’t curse him again."
SLAP!
A resounding smack landed on the Heart Demon Lord’s face.
"Shut up! This Emperor is the sovereign of all heavenly demons, ruler of billions of lives in the Demon Realm. I treat my subjects as my own children, yet that Star Extreme Immortal King dared to torment the Devouring Heavenly Demon for a hundred million years!
That’s a slap to my face!
What’s wrong with cursing him? If he dares show himself, believe me—I’ll smack him just like I smacked you!"
Madness! This was true madness!
The Heart Demon Lord’s eyes glazed over, his expression one of utter resignation. In truth, he regretted everything. He should have just reunited with the Longevity Heavenly Demon and the Oath Heavenly Demon—at least they could have kept each other company on the road to the underworld. Why did he have to pledge allegiance?
"I believe you, Master! Please, no more hitting!" the Heart Demon Lord pleaded.
"Then tell me—why isn’t that Star Extreme Immortal King showing up?"
"Could it be... that your curses weren’t vulgar enough?" the Heart Demon Lord ventured cautiously. "This old servant suggests—just a suggestion!—that if you cursed him with even a tenth, no, a hundredth of the intensity you once cursed me, then even if the Star Extreme Immortal King were dead, he’d surely pry open his coffin and crawl out."
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes lit up. "A sound argument!"
He released the Heart Demon Lord, took a deep breath, and unleashed a torrent of profanity at the heavens: "Star Extreme Immortal King, you (censored)..."
An hour later...
The sky remained serene. Nothing happened.
Gu Qingfeng was puzzled. Had the Star Extreme Immortal King died? Or was he unable to perceive this from the Demon Realm? Or perhaps the curses still weren’t filthy enough?
......
In a mysterious realm...
A figure bathed in immortal light, his features indistinct, sat in meditation. Behind him stretched a celestial tableau—an endless cosmos where billions of stars flickered, flourished, and faded.
This was the Star Extreme Immortal King!
Suddenly—SPLURT!
The Star Extreme Immortal King coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes blazing with fury. "Damnable wretch! To dare insult this king for an entire hour!
If not for these grievous injuries and the wolves circling around me, I would crush you and torment you for eternity!"
The Star Extreme Immortal King raged. He was a petty, tyrannical man by nature—why else would he have tortured the Devouring Heavenly Demon for a hundred million years and imprisoned all heavenly demons?
But now, wounded and surrounded by enemies, he dared not act recklessly. Forced to endure Gu Qingfeng’s insults in silence, his fury knew no bounds.
......
Back in the Demon Realm...
Seeing that his curses bore no fruit, Gu Qingfeng reluctantly gave up—for now. But he was not one to surrender easily. He resolved to dedicate an hour each day to "summoning" the Star Extreme Immortal King. He believed that sincerity could move even the hardest stone—persistence would eventually pay off.
Once he had devoured enough demons, he’d step outside and curse again. Surely then, the Star Extreme Immortal King would hear him.
With that, Gu Qingfeng returned home and embarked on his grand mission of demonic consumption.
Though he now wielded power rivaling two true immortals, the outside world still harbored beings like the Star Extreme Immortal King. Thus, Gu Qingfeng set himself a modest goal:
Accumulate ten trillion years’ worth of cultivation before emerging—just to be safe.
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