Su Luo felt that the Demon Lord seemed to want him to guide her.
When did she start trusting him so much?
Was it just because he gave her a weakened method to restore her strength?
Even now, Su Luo couldn’t figure out why the Demon Lord had only recovered to the first stage.
Perhaps he had underestimated her ability to deduce things. He had been careful about this aspect, but it seemed her recovery was due to her own deduction skills. What did it have to do with him? Why should she trust him?
Well, it didn’t matter. Su Luo wouldn’t guide her anyway.
The only person she could rely on was herself.
Leaving the Demon Lord’s side meant that his punishment was over.
The matter of the Seven Heavenly Demon Sons was also coming to an end.
However, the impact remained. A small portion of Su Luo’s subordinates began to leave.
It was only a small number, though. Those who hadn’t left before had already been thoroughly vetted.
On the contrary, the fact that they survived showed that Su Luo had some skills. Even without the status of the Seven Heavenly Demon Sons, they were still willing to follow him.
Some time had passed since the deaths of the Seven Heavenly Demon Sons, and Su Luo’s life finally settled down.
It was calm, with no one causing trouble, but there were still things to do.
He often accompanied Little Yu in her cultivation. Mostly, Su Luo would lie down while Little Yu practiced, and occasionally, Xiao Pa would join in. It was like the old days at the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Leisurely and carefree—it was just a change of scenery for relaxation.
Sometimes, he enjoyed Yun’s flattery and chatted with her.
Life was pretty good.
After lying around for a month, it was about time to get back to business.
During this period, Lin Xuan had been chasing down the remnants of the beast army on the South Continent, occasionally suppressing demonic sects.
This brought a slight calm to the South Continent, which was on the verge of chaos.
But that was over now. The Heavenly Demon Sect was about to enter the scene and stir up the situation.
And Su Luo was part of it.
During the month Su Luo had been lying low, the original plan was for him to improve his cultivation and advance to the Nascent Soul stage.
To reach Nascent Soul, Su Luo had studied the Heavenly Demon Sect’s secret technique, *Stone Sinks in Magma*.
He had soaked in a volcano for a month, using the sect’s secret technique to forcefully break through.
The effect was certainly there, but the cost was that his skin was completely ruined. Even the slightest movement felt like being cut by knives all over his body—excruciating pain.
Fueled by his resentment toward Lin Xuan, Su Luo didn’t rest after his breakthrough. Instead, he wrapped himself up like a mummy and went out to cause chaos, making others feel his pain.
In the end, he earned the title of “Mad Flame Demon Su Luo.”
So, during this time, Su Luo needed to go out and earn his title.
To become a titled Heavenly Demon.
Before earning his title, Su Luo wouldn’t have the chance to appear in front of Lin Xuan—he wasn’t worthy of being humiliated yet.
Now, improving his cultivation could be skipped.
But earning a title was still necessary; otherwise, the Heavenly Demon Sect wouldn’t acknowledge him.
Just reaching Nascent Soul didn’t grant one the title of Heavenly Demon.
“I’m heading out. Call me if anything comes up.”
“Ah, you’re not taking us?” Yun asked, hoping to join him.
Little Yu also came over, wearing an eager expression. She wasn’t particularly keen on going out but wanted to stay by Su Luo’s side.
“No, I plan to speedrun this. It won’t take long,” Su Luo said, patting Little Yu’s head to reassure her.
“Okay,” Little Yu didn’t object and obediently agreed.
Although she had learned that she didn’t always have to listen to Su Luo, if she didn’t listen at all, he might start to dislike her.
Little Yu knew when to listen and when not to.
“What are you going to do, Su Luo?” Yun asked curiously.
“Hmph, I’m going to earn my title.”
“What cool title will it be?” Little Yu asked, wearing the same curious expression as Yun.
“It’s a title, so it’s given by others. I don’t know what it’ll be.”
This time, Su Luo genuinely didn’t know. He wasn’t planning to use his old methods to earn the title.
“Mad Flame Demon” was a title Su Luo earned because he looked like a wounded, rabid dog, attacking relentlessly once he latched onto someone.
It gave people the impression that he was insane.
After enduring so much torment, who wouldn’t go mad?
On top of that, Su Luo’s fire spells were incredibly powerful, which earned him the title.
But this time, he didn’t care. They could call him whatever they wanted. Titles didn’t have much impact on the story; having one was enough.
Su Luo’s first stop was a small prison of the Radiant Light Sect.
He planned to release the most heinous criminals held there.
In the original storyline, Su Luo had done this stealthily because some of the guards were too strong for him to handle. He only fought those he could defeat.
After releasing the prisoners, Su Luo was surrounded, but he went berserk and fought his way out, escaping with his life.
At that time, Su Luo’s fire spells had become even more powerful after reaching Nascent Soul, causing significant damage to the Radiant Light Sect.
But this time, it wasn’t necessary. He could just knock out anyone who stood in his way or take them out before being detected.
With his strength, everything was easier. Speedrunning wasn’t a joke.
“Hello, I’m here to set you free.”
Su Luo swung his sword, breaking open one cell door after another.
“Hey, be careful! You almost hit me!” one prisoner complained arrogantly.
“Oh,” Su Luo replied, then promptly killed him.
If they couldn’t even say thank you, they didn’t deserve to be freed.
This immediately taught the other prisoners some manners, and they kept their mouths shut.
Su Luo continued downward. The deeper he went, the stronger and more heinous the prisoners became.
Soon, the entire prison was emptied, and the prisoners escaped to a safe distance, cheering and celebrating.
“The air of freedom is so refreshing!”
“Radiant Light Sect, you’ll pay for this!”
“Thank you, brother. We’ll definitely repay you someday.”
Su Luo watched their jubilation and coldly said, “No need to repay me. Just die here.”
“What do you mean?”
Without another word, Su Luo began slaughtering them.
He hadn’t planned to do this, but thinking of Little Yu, he decided not to leave any survivors.
These were all heinous criminals. Letting them go wouldn’t be good, and Little Yu would be sad if she found out.
Faced with Su Luo’s sudden massacre, the prisoners fought back, but it was useless. Su Luo cut them down one by one, though the numbers made it take some time.
“I thought you’d let them go,” Nangong Xiyun said, appearing out of nowhere and casually killing a prisoner with a single stroke.
“Nangong Xiyun? What are you doing here?”
This time, Su Luo wasn’t too panicked upon seeing her.
If he had managed to escape last time, he should be able to do so again. Still, he remained wary of her.
“Just passing by. Saw you causing trouble,” she replied.
“Passing by? I don’t buy that. Are you here for me?”
“You’re overestimating yourself. Who do you think you are? It really was a coincidence.”
Su Luo didn’t believe her. He had never encountered Nangong Xiyun in this place before.
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