What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Chapter 244

Xu Tianlin took a slurp of his homemade Mixue Ice Cream.

Hmm, the flavor is a bit off.

He smacked his lips, raised his eyelids, and slowly swept his gaze over the man standing a few steps away.

Is this the demon king that Liu Bo just scrambled in to talk about?

Xu Tianlin muttered to himself.

Under the system's "God-level security" privileges, any attempt to conceal one's presence will be exposed within the resort.

Xilin's supposedly perfect transformation appeared to Xu Tianlin like a poorly made rag doll.

"Isn't that a dog?"

Xu Tianlin curled his lip, seeing through Xilin's true form at a glance.

Hmm, a dog with a cool look.

But then he thought about it again and laughed.

Our resort is thriving, attracting not only elites from human universities and neutral races, but now even the Demon King from the Abyss is coming from afar to visit.

I must get the system to award me a "Top Scenic Spot" plaque to hang on the wall.

On the other side, Xilin was also looking at Xu Tianlin with a scrutinizing gaze.

The flame in his dark red eyes flickered with a hint of unease.

He, the mighty Demon King of the Abyss, hadn't even noticed how this person had gotten so close to him.

Without any fluctuations in spatial laws or flow of elemental energy, this person seemed to appear out of thin air on the stone pillar next to him.

Xilin's gaze swept over the human warriors in the square who had gone mad over an "empty room".

The severely injured martial artist, who had crawled a bloody path through the ground with his intestines hanging out, had now reached the edge of the steps with astonishing willpower and was clinging to the door frame, trying to squeeze inside.

Xilin withdrew his gaze and returned it to Xu Tianlin's face, which wore a nonchalant smile.

"Are you the director of this mental hospital?"

Xilin asked in a cold voice.

"?"

A question mark slowly appeared above his head, and his eyes became somewhat strange.

Does the Demon King always speak so presumptuously?

As expected, you can't expect something ivory from a dog's mouth.

To immediately label someone as the director of a mental hospital shows a serious lack of manners.

"To be precise, I am the owner of this resort."

Xu Tianlin straightened up and solemnly corrected Xilin's address.

"Resort?"

Xilin was taken aback, his thick eyebrows furrowing towards his brow.

The word "resort" is indeed beyond the scope of a demon king who lives in abyss filled with killing and destruction year after year.

He lifted his heavy iron boots, encased in thick black metal, and stomped heavily on the marble floor tiles beneath his feet, making a dull "click" sound.

"This is the battlefield of the heavens."

Xilin stared at Xu Tianlin as if he were looking at a fool who didn't know what was going to happen to him, trying to see a look of panic on the other's face.

Xu Tianlin remained expressionless, picked up his cup, took another sip, and nodded.

"Um."

Xilin's eye twitched.

Just one "hmm"?

Is this human stupid?

He took a deep breath, suppressing the raging anger in his heart, his dark red eyes fixed on Xu Tianlin's eyes, attempting to overwhelm him with his aura.

"The Battlefield of the Heavens is just what your human race calls it."

Xu Tianlin blinked, holding the cup in his right hand and spreading his left hand out, making a gesture for him to continue.

"and then?"

Those three simple words, coupled with Xu Tianlin's unguarded and even somewhat curious face, completely ignited the anger in Xilin's heart.

"Then?"

Xilin laughed in anger, his mouth splitting open to reveal a mouthful of sharp, interlocking fangs.

"And for us, this is an extension of the abyss, a battlefield that devours all life, belonging to the great Demon King Silin!"

"And I am none other than Xilin, the Demon King who controls all races among the Seventy-Two Demon Kings of the Abyss!"

Xilin grinned maliciously as he revealed his identity, his voice crackling with thunder, making the ground vibrate.

The wind whipped up his tattered black robe, and he slightly raised his chin, looking down at the thin human youth before him.

He could already imagine the look of fear and distorted expression on the face of this "boss" who had just been so nonchalant, when he heard the true identity of himself as the Demon King of the Abyss.

He would tremble with fear, drop the broken cup in his hand, and then kneel on the ground with his legs weak, his forehead pressed against the cold floor tiles, crying and begging for mercy, praying that the Demon King would leave him with a whole corpse.

Xilin was even prepared to crush the opponent's spine the moment the opponent kowtowed and begged for mercy.

However, time passed second by second.

The expected pleas for mercy did not come.

Xilin lowered his head and looked at Xu Tianlin in front of him.

Xu Tianlin stood still, not taking even half a step back.

Xu Tianlin stretched out his left hand and scratched his hair in a somewhat troubled manner.

He looked at Xilin, who was menacing and covered in black smoke, and tilted his head to the side.

"So what?"

Xilin's sinister smile froze instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably twice.

"Well... what happened?"

These three words spun in Xilin's mind for a full three times before he finally realized their meaning.

He, the mighty Demon King of the Abyss, revealed his name, showed his trump card, and unleashed demonic energy powerful enough to crush mountains, only to be met with the response, "So what?"

Xu Tianlin completely ignored Xilin's fiery glare.

He held the cup, turned around, and pointed towards the hall with his free left hand.

"So, are you here to stay at a hotel, or just for sightseeing?"

Following the direction Xu Tianlin pointed.

At the entrance of the hall, the group of martial artists who were frantically vying for rooms had already decided who would win.

Those who managed to snag a room ran joyfully toward the guest room area, while those who didn't were dejected, pounding their chests and cursing themselves for being too slow.

Xu Tianlin withdrew his hand, looked at Xilin, and made a rather troubled expression.

"Look, the lobby is full."

"If you want to stay at a hotel, I'm afraid there won't be any rooms available."

He paused, picked up the shaker and swirled it, the ice cubes making a crisp clinking sound once again.

"If it's for sightseeing..."

Xu Tianlin looked Xilin up and down, and sighed as he saw his heavy black armor and the black smoke billowing from his clothes.

"I'll let it go this time. Considering you've come all the way from the Abyss, it's not easy for you. I'll let you see it for free."

Xu Tianlin's tone then turned serious, as if he were warning tourists who had tried to evade paying the fare.

"Next time, I'll be charging admission."

The Demon King Xilin stood still.

"..."

A gentle breeze swept by, stirring up the fallen leaves from the burning tree, which drifted slowly down before Xilin's eyes.

Xilin looked down at his hands, which were encased in heavy armor, and then at the young man opposite him who was drinking milk tea.

They charge admission?

Let's just let it go this time.

Am I here for budget travel?

An unprecedented sense of absurdity and anger surged through Xilin like a volcanic eruption.

"It must be because this demon king has been asleep for too long..."

Xilin gritted his teeth, his dark red eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, and the string of reason snapped completely.

"These human insects have completely forgotten the fear of being dominated by this Demon King!"

Xilin no longer suppressed the power within him.

"boom!"

A violent burst of pure black demonic energy erupted from his body, like a black torrent bursting its banks, instantly sweeping outwards.

Black mist billowed, forcibly blocking out the bright light above the hall entrance, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay.

Although I don't know what's going on with this strange place.

Why are the people here all a bit abnormal?

But Xilin knew a very simple truth.

The problem should be solved if we just destroy this place, turn this so-called "resort owner" and this bizarre building into dust.

He was determined to teach this arrogant "boss" a lesson today!

We must crush his bones inch by inch!

Extract his soul and throw it into the fires of the abyss to be roasted for ten thousand years!

Let him know—

The Demon King's majesty cannot be offended in the slightest!