After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

then.

"Chirp!"

Beneath the altar, the crack widened completely.

Black mud was squeezed out from inside.

A clump.

Two groups.

Tenth Regiment.

The newly emerged black mud all turned towards the drop of black blood in Xiaorou's palm.

That was Zhou Ran's heart's blood.

Inside lies the Demon Emperor's authority left behind by Ye Futian.

To these lowly demons, that drop of blood was the law of the sixth heaven.

All the black mud retreated from the mountainside back to the ruins of Qianzhai.

Finally, they all shrank to the edge of the crack in the altar, lying flat on the ground, and even the churning mud bubbles fell silent.

"This...this..."

"The extraterrestrial demons have submitted to the Holy Maiden?"

The Gu masters on the cliff top had their mouths open, but not a single word came out.

On a distant hilltop, Xiao Rou crouched down and pushed the drop of black blood forward.

Blood droplets flew down the cliff.

A ring of black lines appeared around the crack in the altar.

More black mud emerged from it.

They wriggled and piled up together.

One layer on top of another.

Three breaths later, a six-zhang-tall black mud figure appeared at the foot of the cliff.

It has no facial features.

Kneel on one knee.

Hands clasped together and held in front of the chest.

That is a gesture of submission in the sixth heaven of the Demon Realm.

All the black mud that had been squeezed out of the crack stopped coming to a stop.

The larger ones are as wide as a wheel.

The small ones are only the size of a fist.

They hung in mid-air, sinking together towards the drop of blood in Xiaorou's palm.

Xiao Rou stood on the cliff top, looking down at these so-called "heavenly demons" who had been worshipped by the Black Witch Village for hundreds of years.

She gripped the bone flute tightly, remembering what Zhou Ran had said.

"The master said so."

She spoke, her tone low, yet it silenced everyone on the cliff top.

"You're called ghouls in the demon realm."

"They don't even qualify to guard the city gates."

She raised her chin.

"But from today onwards, you are under my jurisdiction."

A low vibration emanated from the chest of the black mud colossus, as if in response.

Xiao Rou lifted the jade bottle and aligned the mouth of the bottle with the crack.

"Go in."

Two words were uttered.

The black mud statue collapsed first, turning into a black stream that entered the jade bottle.

The remaining demons followed closely behind.

One group after another.

The palm-sized jade bottle swallowed the entire black tide.

Upon witnessing this scene.

On the cliff top, more than four hundred Gu masters knelt down in unison.

They were kneeling before Xiaorou.

This is the holy maiden who was once raised as a puppet by the Black Witch Village.

Now, she holds something in her hand that can make the extraterrestrial demons bow down.

From this moment on, the Gu Dao of Southern Xinjiang has a new master.

Xiao Rou glanced at the crowd in the distance and put away the jade bottle.

"The task assigned by the master has been completed."

Subdue the Heavenly Demon.

They incorporated the Gu Dao (a type of sorcery) into their ranks.

She had to go back to Jiangcheng; Zhou Ran was still in Jiangcheng.

She didn't want to linger in southern Xinjiang for even a moment longer.

Xiao Rou turned and left.

"Saintess!"

An old Gu master knelt on the ground, his throat tight.

"We'll wait..."

Xiao Rou didn't stop walking.

"If you want to live, go to Jiangcheng."

The sound of bone flutes rang out.

The Wind-Listening Gu transformed into gray mist, carrying her body over the treetops of the mountaintop and heading northeast.

After she left.

In the ruins of Black Witch Village, a collapsed stone slab was pried open from the inside.

The chieftain of Black Witch Village crawled out of the dark cave.

His face was covered in mud and ash, and half of his arm was still trembling.

He had witnessed the demonic rampage from behind the altar, hiding in a dark cave.

The Black Witch Village's ancestral precepts state that on the day the extraterrestrial demons awaken, a new ruler will surely descend upon the Southern Frontier.

He originally thought that person would be a demon from beyond the realm.

It could be the incarnation of a deity that the Black Witch Village has worshipped for hundreds of years.

The person who stepped forward was Xiaorou.

The saintess they turned into a tool for Gu cultivation.

The chieftain stared in the direction Xiaorou had left, his lips trembling for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Saintess..."

"These are the people the Black Witch Village should follow."

He turned around and looked at the Gu Master who was still kneeling on the cliff top.

"Get up, all of you!"

Let's go to Jiangcheng!

"Wherever the Holy Maiden goes, the Black Witch Village will follow!"

......

Over the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Xiao Rou walked at the front.

The jade bottle was pressed against her palm, and the bottle was hot.

The demon inside the bottle was far too well-behaved.

Xiao Rou looked down at the jade bottle, her expression indifferent.

She didn't care about these Gu masters.

They don't care who owns the Gu Dao sect in the Southern Frontier.

All she needs to do is take this group of soldiers back and hand them over to Zhou Ran.

At the same time.

Jiangcheng.

Abandoned railway bridge in the south of the city.

Su Xiaoxiao was cleaved away by Zhou Ran's sword, her white robe shredded into strips.

She fell into the sewage and struggled twice before finally getting up.

On his chest, a white divine soul mark was emerging.

The White Impermanence is about to run away.

Zhou Ran could see it clearly.

This thing wanted to abandon Su Xiaoxiao's rotten shell and shrink back to the underworld with its original essence.

They've got a clever plan, but this is the mortal realm.

It is Jiangcheng.

It was Zhou Ran's territory.

"Want to leave?"

Have you asked about the knife in my hand?

Zhou Ran, carrying his Zanpakuto, stomped his foot.

The yellow paper inside the bridge arch was all shaken up.

The voice of Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) came from Su Xiaoxiao's chest.

"Zhou Ran, I'll remember you."

"What's the use of remembering this?"

Zhou Ran raised his hand, revealing the Grand Commander's jade token in his palm.

As soon as the jade tablet appeared, the Yin energy in the bridge arch paused for a moment.

The White Impermanence mark inside Su Xiaoxiao's body also stopped inside her flesh and blood.

It is the power of the Yin General.

The jade tablet of the Grand Commander carries the military orders of the underworld.

Zhou Ran stepped forward and pressed the jade pendant against Su Xiaoxiao's chest.

"come out."

The mark of the White Impermanence struggled desperately.

A chilling white aura surged from Su Xiaoxiao's skin, trying to push Zhou Ran's hand away.

Zhou Ran's inner core spun once.

He immediately wiped away that chilling aura.

Black and gold light emerged from the jade tablet, transforming into hooks and chains that pierced deep into the mark of the White Impermanence.

"Zhou Ran!"

The White Impermanence screamed.

"You dare steal my essence? The underworld will not let you get away with this!"

Zhou Ran's expression remained unchanged.

"Then let them come."

He clasped his five fingers together.

Su Xiaoxiao's chest split open.

The core of the White Impermanence was forcibly pulled out by the Grand Commander's jade tablet.

The white light was absorbed by the jade tablet.

The chill in the bridge arch had mostly dissipated.

Su Xiaoxiao knelt in the sewage, her eyes suddenly empty.

Her soul had long been torn to pieces by the Black and White Impermanence.

Once the White Impermanence's original form left, she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

But she was still staring at Zhou Ran.

His gray eyes were filled with nothing but hatred.

"Zhou... Ran..."

Her mouth opened and closed, but the sound got stuck in her throat.

"I...hate..."

Zhou Ran squatted on the ground, looking at the dying Su Xiaoxiao.

"I, Zhou Ran, am where I am today, to be honest."

The person I should thank the most is not Chen Ya.

It's you, Su Xiaoxiao.

Zhou Ran took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

If it weren't for Su Xiaoxiao's betrayal, he would have gone to find Chen Ya out of spite.

Chen Ya would not give him the family heirloom ring.

He would never begin this life that still feels unreal to this day.

That old grudge from two years ago should be put to rest here.

She's bad.

She's stupid.

She was greedy.

She's poisonous.

But Zhou Ran was too lazy to calculate these things in detail.

But she killed Xu Changsheng.

They used Xu Changsheng's bones to grind nails.

Chen Ya was moved.

They even want to use the 30 million people of Jiangcheng as food for the underground wreckage.

This is not negotiable.

Zhou Ran exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes turning cold once more.

Asura-like demonic fire erupted from his fingertips.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly laughed.

Blood and sewage flowed down from his lips.

"You...can't...win either..."

"It...is awake..."