Lin Xuan's Methods

Here, there was only the East Extreme Demon Lord. He had no other subordinates—how could he allow others to enter his harem?

However, Lin Xuan had prepared a few backup plans. He wasn’t gambling recklessly.

If he lost, so be it. But if the people here remained unsaved, that was unacceptable.

Lin Xuan secretly sent out a message, calling for help from the Emperor Heaven Sect.

This was his insurance—if he failed, the sect’s disciples would still arrive and uncover this place.

Lin Xuan asked one of the women, "Do you want revenge?"

"Yes."

The answer came without hesitation.

They had longed for it every moment of every day. The East Extreme Demon Lord had tormented them for so long—even the slightest mistake would bring unbearable suffering.

Their hatred for him ran bone-deep.

Lin Xuan nodded and began his plan.

Through this woman, he gradually connected with more of them, explaining his strategy in brief.

For the ordinary women, Lin Xuan had already prepared an escape route, allowing them to leave quietly.

As for those with cultivation, he removed the seals suppressing their power, restoring their strength.

Then, he placed a decoy seal over them—one they could break with the slightest effort.

This fake seal was only meant to deceive the East Extreme Demon Lord. These women could still aid Lin Xuan when the time came.

Because he had one last contingency: he taught the cultivators a sword formation.

If Lin Xuan couldn’t defeat the East Extreme Demon Lord alone, they could use this formation to hold him off, buying time until the Emperor Heaven Sect arrived.

This sword formation was inherited from an immortal’s legacy—its power was far from insignificant.

And the more people joined, the stronger it became.

With all preparations complete, there was just one thing left: Liu Ya’s cooperation.

As the head overseer here, her assistance would greatly increase the plan’s chances of success.

While Liu Ya was arranging the next performance, she was discreetly led away to meet Lin Xuan.

With others helping to persuade her, it was easy to gain at least a sliver of her trust—enough for her to hear him out.

Lin Xuan laid out the entire plan before her.

Liu Ya fell silent. Half of her believed him, but the other half wondered if this was a test—if the East Extreme Demon Lord had sent Lin Xuan to probe whether they still harbored thoughts of rebellion.

Yet, she couldn’t spot any flaws in the details.

If this truly was the Demon Lord’s scheme, then they were all just fools.

But she had nothing left to lose.

In the end, she decided to gamble.

She chose to trust Lin Xuan.

With Liu Ya’s help, things progressed much more smoothly. Aside from the East Extreme Demon Lord, her authority here was unmatched.

Every step Lin Xuan had taken remained hidden from the Demon Lord’s eyes.

When the East Extreme Demon Lord came here, it was only for pleasure—his guard was lowered.

But Su Luo saw through it all. He simply didn’t care enough to intervene.

He waited quietly for the plot to unfold.

Liu Ya returned, standing behind the East Extreme Demon Lord as usual, showing no signs of anything amiss.

Su Luo noticed the change in the dancers and knew the plan was about to begin.

He had waited long enough.

"Liu Ya, why are the performers different this time?" Su Luo chuckled.

Liu Ya’s heart skipped a beat—had he noticed?

"This is a newly choreographed dance, so the lineup has changed slightly."

The East Extreme Demon Lord smirked.

But Liu Ya felt no relief. Instead, she prayed fervently that nothing would be discovered.

The Demon Lord merely said, "Keep the music playing. Let the dance continue."

Only then did Liu Ya relax slightly.

Now, standing beside the East Extreme Demon Lord, she was ready to strike at any moment with the treasure Lin Xuan had given her.

This was the signal to begin—everything rested in her hands.

She observed the Demon Lord closely, but hesitation crept in.

This time, he seemed different from before.

In the past, he wouldn’t have just watched the performance—he would have taken advantage of the atmosphere to indulge in his usual debauchery.

Normally, Liu Ya would have dreaded it. But now, she almost wished he would start.

At least it would drain his energy.

Su Luo knew that before fighting Lin Xuan, the East Extreme Demon Lord had already slept with over a dozen women.

But he wasn’t the Demon Lord. His only role was to die before Lin Xuan—nothing else mattered.

Su Luo wondered if Liu Ya was hesitating too long.

"Liu Ya, are you afraid?"

"Why would you say that, Master?"

"Then why are your hands trembling?"

They weren’t. He was just testing her.

"No. My loyalty to you has never wavered." Liu Ya kept her expression blank, knowing full well her hands were steady.

But had the East Extreme Demon Lord truly noticed something?

Or was Lin Xuan really his agent? Either way, there was no turning back now. The moment she agreed, the die was cast.

Su Luo continued, "Tsk, tsk. The once-proud genius of the Emperor Heaven Sect, reduced to this state. And I’m the one who made it happen. Quite satisfying, isn’t it?"

Liu Ya remained expressionless.

Still holding back? Why not strike already?

They were all pressed for time—why not just get on with it?

Su Luo pressed further, "I wonder what your sect would think if they saw you like this. Should I send you back to them?"

"I belong to you now, Master. I won’t leave." Liu Ya knew this was just another humiliation—the Demon Lord would never let her go.

The East Extreme Demon Lord only smiled and turned back to the dance.

But Liu Ya’s patience was remarkable. Despite everything being in place, she refused to act. Lin Xuan, hidden nearby, matched her patience.

Su Luo sighed. He had left so many openings—why wouldn’t she take the bait?

Did he really have to indulge in debauchery to weaken himself first?

No way.

"Enough. Do it, Liu Ya."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think I didn’t notice? You and that disguised man over there are plotting to kill me."

The East Extreme Demon Lord pointed directly at Lin Xuan, who was disguised as one of the female dancers.

Liu Ya hesitated no longer. She activated the treasure Lin Xuan had given her.

A surge of power engulfed the East Extreme Demon Lord, swallowing him whole.

The seat shattered, but the Demon Lord remained seated in midair, unharmed.

While he was under attack, the dancers swiftly formed the sword formation, with Liu Ya joining their ranks.

"Impressive. Where did you learn this?" The East Extreme Demon Lord smirked, utterly unimpressed.

"Today is the day you die!" Liu Ya and the others unleashed their pent-up killing intent.

"How amusing. Who gave you the courage to defy me?"

Lin Xuan shed his disguise and stepped forward. "You can’t possibly be unaware of how long they’ve wanted you dead."

"I know. But why are you here? No matter—any man who enters this place must die."

The East Extreme Demon Lord recognized Lin Xuan but still regarded him with disdain.

Lin Xuan raised his fists. "Let’s see if you can make that happen."

Every movement radiated confidence.

This was the assurance granted by an immortal’s legacy.