"What do you think, should I cooperate with them?" Su Luo suddenly asked Yun.
"Our Su Demon Lord has both strength and intelligence; we don't need to cooperate with them at all!"
"Flattery is unnecessary; it's a bit fake. Tell me the truth."
"The truth is, no matter what you decide, I will follow. You are my boss, after all," Yun said, standing up straight as he spoke.
This was indeed the truth. Nangong Xiyun truly looked down on the other Seven Sons. She didn't care what Su Luo did. If it weren't for Su Luo acting too quickly earlier, she would have wanted Xiao Pa to teach Cui Baiquan a lesson.
Recently, Xiao Pa had improved quite a bit, unknowingly reaching the Gold Core stage. This speed was no small feat.
Nangong Xiyun speculated that it might also be because Su Luo frequently fed him. The things Su Luo fed him seemed to be extraordinary, and Xiao Pa loved them.
"Willing to go through fire and water?"
"Willing to go through fire and water!"
"Hehe," Su Luo laughed ambiguously, not answering.
No matter what decision he made, he would follow?
That's what you say. I was almost moved, but trying to gain my trust? Don't even think about it.
I'm not the Demon Lord; I wouldn't be unaware of moles around me. Yun, you've been exposed.
So, no matter what you do, it's futile.
Yun didn't quite understand the meaning behind Su Luo's smile, assuming he had his own plans.
Indeed, besides acting, Su Luo usually had his own plans. Despite not being very high in cultivation, he always seemed to be in control of everything.
After Su Luo left, Yun also returned to his place.
Later, he noticed that the diary had been updated. It turned out he had been writing in the diary earlier.
Upon closer inspection, the information was quite substantial.
The Demon Lord had failed her tribulation.
Although she failed, her original cultivation level stunned Nangong Xiyun. Reaching the peak of the Great Completion stage was a rare feat.
She really wanted to see it for herself, but alas, it was a pity.
Without the Demon Lord as the highest combatant, things became much easier at the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Although the Left and Right Protectors and the Four Heavenly Demons couldn't be underestimated, Nangong Xiyun didn't feel she would lose in a one-on-one battle.
There wasn't much else worth paying attention to, especially with the Seven Heavenly Demon Sons making their grand appearance, which was insignificant.
Nothing worth changing; it will be fine as it is.
......
At the same time, Li Siyi also saw the updated diary.
The first sentence seemed a bit off.
Who was this Yun?
However, the information was too scarce to draw any useful conclusions.
But Li Siyi remembered the name Yun.
Reading further.
The Demon Lord's tribulation had failed.
Good news, but then she shook her head.
After all, such matters were too far removed from her. They weren't something someone on her level should be concerned with.
Regarding the Demon Lord's failed tribulation, she had nothing to say and wouldn't mock the Demon Lord.
The higher one went in cultivation, the greater the difficulty. Li Siyi had no right to mock the Demon Lord, who had once reached great heights.
On the contrary, if one set aside the adversarial relationship, Li Siyi admired the Demon Lord for reaching the peak of Great Completion—that was immensely powerful.
As for the internal affairs of the Heavenly Demon Sect, she thought it was just as expected. Anyway, the Heavenly Demon Sect was the enemy, so their identities didn't matter.
Although one could make use of their identities and expose them, she decided against it. First, there was no proof; second, provoking such powerful figures would be asking for trouble.
The earlier part wasn't particularly interesting, but she was delighted to read the latter part, as she could see Su Luo again.
Thinking about the last time they parted, it felt like it was just yesterday.
......
On a peak.
Several powerful beasts surrounded the area, while in the center, General Black Horn sat expressionlessly.
He hadn't expected that the beast army he had sent to attack the Cloud Mist Sect would be completely annihilated.
Not only annihilated, but they also didn't achieve any significant results.
This made him very unhappy.
But the days ahead were long; he could take his time. Just one failure; next time, he would ensure the human race experienced what true despair felt like.
At this moment, a Roc descended from the sky and spoke: "General Black Horn, the latest intelligence: The Seven Stars Sword Sect has united with several other sects to deal with the brothers in the Blue Plains. What should we do?"
"Don't bother; they are not worth our rescue."
The "brothers" referred to the beast army in the Blue Plains. General Black Horn didn't manage all the beast armies of the South Continent.
Moreover, some were so weak that they didn't qualify to be under his command.
After a pause, General Black Horn changed his mind.
"Two-headed Python, go. I didn't want to expose you too soon, but we cannot let the people of the South Continent underestimate us."
"Understood, I will fulfill your instructions."
The reason for the change of heart was because the attack on the Cloud Mist Sect was too much of a failure. If this were to reach the Beast Lord, what face would he have left?
......
At the entrance of the Heavenly Demon Sect's Weaver Valley, a large number of Heavenly Demon Sect members had gathered.
Qing Bukuang said, "Ready? We should be setting off."
This time, the Seven Demon Sons were finally going out on a joint mission after the Heavenly Demon Grand Ceremony. It was the first large-scale operation after the ceremony.
Naturally, it wasn't just the Seven Demon Sons participating. To ensure their safety, some Nascent Soul experts were accompanying them, and Void Refinement masters would also be keeping an eye from the shadows.
The goal was to disrupt the battle between the Seven Stars Sword Sect and the beast army. If they performed well this time, they would be praised at the next Heavenly Demon Grand Ceremony.
It would also be a significant moment in the history of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
It was truly exciting to think about.
Of course, the biggest meaning of this joint operation was the competition among the Seven Demon Sons.
Having a rare joint action, who performed better was clear at a glance.
However, the strength of each Demon Son's team seemed to have some disparity.
Just look at the people following them.
Qing Bukuang and the other veteran Demon Sons had a dozen or so Gold Core subordinates, and even some Nascent Soul experts beside them.
The newer Demon Sons were weaker, with only Gold Core followers, and their numbers were also inferior to Qing Bukuang's team.
Team strength was part of the competition, and a stronger team already gave them an advantage.
The most pitiful was Su Luo, with Yun standing beside him and a group of weak, seemingly random followers behind him. Only one of them was at the Gold Core stage; the others looked like they were just filling in.
All of this was because of Su Luo.
In the original plot, Su Luo needed to recruit other Gold Core cultivators to grow his forces.
But recruiting was frustrating; if you didn't offer enough, why would anyone join your faction?
Wasn't the other options more appealing?
So this time, Su Luo didn't intend to develop his power within the Heavenly Demon Sect. Moreover, the missions he gave were notorious for their high mortality rate.
Even if completed successfully, there was little reward.
Most importantly, he was originally supposed to lead the team, but he didn't go himself and just sent his subordinates.
Who would follow such a leader?
"Su Luo, is this all you have? Are you sure? If not, you can tell me, and I can lend you a few Gold Cores."
Qing Bukuang said with apparent goodwill.
Cui Baiquan was secretly delighted. That's right, that's how Qing Bukuang is—pretending to be kind when it's actually a show of strength, subtly mocking at the same time.
They were all competitors; if you accepted their Gold Core subordinates, where would your face be? How could you continue to do business?
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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