Genius Beast Tamer

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Ruoxue looked at Han Xingyu with embarrassment. Han Xingyu's lips curled up into a smug grin, and he cheerfully transmitted his voice, "Yu Yuan, you're so cute! Starting tomorrow, Daddy won't force you to memorize medical books anymore!"

Han Yuyuan winked mischievously and worked even harder.

"My future mother, my father is incredibly capable, especially in alchemy..."

After a round of praise...

Han Xingyu's smile grew even more triumphant.

Ruoxue's face grew increasingly embarrassed, but she couldn't interrupt the child's enthusiastic and incessant chatter, so she could only lower her eyelids and listen helplessly.

Han Yuyuan asked with a grin, "Future Mother, when are you going to marry my Father?"

"I never thought about marrying your father." Ruoxue didn't dare to look into the child's hopeful eyes.

Suddenly, Han Yuyuan burst into tears, "Yuyuan wants you to be my mother, waaaah..."

Han Yuyan stepped forward and gently tugged at Ruoxue's sleeve. Ruoxue, feeling helpless because Han Yuyuan had suddenly burst into tears, turned her gaze to Han Yuyan and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I like you too. Please say yes to my sister, okay? If you say yes, she'll stop crying. If you don't, she'll keep crying."

He put on a look of great heartache for his younger sister and sighed, "That's just how she is, like she's made of water. I remember once, her beloved clay doll broke, and she cried and cried for three days and three nights, until Father brought back a new clay doll from the mortal world, and then she stopped crying."

"You mean, if I don't agree, she'll just keep crying?" Ruoxue rubbed her head, feeling a bit of a headache.

Han Yuyan nodded seriously and said, "Yes, you could say that."

Looking at the two children before her, with their pure and innocent appearance, Ruoxue felt a sense of helplessness she had never experienced before.

Han Xingyu's lips twitched. She hadn't expected that Yu Yan had also developed the ability to lie without blushing.

Seeing that it was about time, Han Xingyu slowly stepped forward and said to ease the tension, "Yu Yuan, don't cry, Father will definitely marry her."

"I will not marry you!" Ruoxue's voice was extremely displeased. But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Yuyuan cry even louder, and she felt a little sorry for her.

Han Xingyu narrowed her phoenix eyes, clearly seeing the reluctance in Ruoxue's eyes. A smile played on her lips as she coaxed her through telepathy, "Just pretend to agree for now. This child is stubborn; she'll really cry endlessly. Wouldn't it be pitiful if she cried herself blind?"

Ruoxue nodded sullenly, squatted down, gently wiped away Han Yuyuan's tears, and said in a soft voice, "Alright, alright, don't cry anymore. I promise you, I'll be your mother."

A sly smile flashed in Han Xingyu's eyes. She chuckled inwardly: This woman, seemingly ruthless, is actually extremely soft-hearted.

……

At this moment, the mountains are extremely lively.

Han Mengxiao, Han Yu, Han Shi, Han Rou, Han Yun, Tian Feng... and everyone from the Tianxing Evil Palace have emerged from seclusion.

Each of them was utterly astonished. They had thought tens of thousands, even hundreds of millions of years had passed. They never imagined that only a year had gone by after leaving the ring world. They were even more amazed by the wonders of the ring world.

Han Xingyu led Ruoxue into the mountains, where they happened to witness the grand occasion of everyone emerging from seclusion and becoming gods.

Han Xingyu clearly hadn't expected them to become gods so quickly. She couldn't help but marvel at how the divine pills made from herbs from the divine realm were indeed a hundred times more effective than those made from herbs from the immortal realm.

Han Yu saw her son, then glanced at the pretty girl beside him, a smirk playing on her lips. She stepped forward and, with a domineering air, put her arm around Han Xingyu's shoulder, chuckling mischievously, "Son, who is this girl? Shouldn't you introduce her to us?"

Ruoxue frowned, pursed her lips, and remained silent. After all, it was best to act according to circumstances on someone else's turf.

Her gaze held a hint of curiosity. She had assumed there wouldn't be many people in the mountains, but she hadn't expected there to be tens of thousands. This must be a reclusive, powerful family.

Before Han Xingyu could speak, Han Yuyuan said sweetly, "Grandpa, this is my mother!"

Han Yu and the others had long been in seclusion and had never met Han Yu Yan and Han Yu Yuan. Upon hearing the sweet and melodious "Grandpa," Han Yu was momentarily stunned, but only for a moment before he came to his senses.

"You... call me grandpa?" This question was directed at Han Yuyuan, but Han Yu's gaze was fixed on her son with suspicion.

Han Xingyu nodded in agreement with Han Yuyuan, saying, "Yes. She is my daughter, Han Yuyuan. The other child is my son, Han Yuyan." He looked tenderly at Ruoxue and said softly, "This is my wife, Ruoxue."

Just as Ruoxue was about to deny it, she met Han Yuyuan's hopeful gaze, pursed her lips, and chose to remain silent.

Han Yu thought she had misheard, but when she turned to look at her father, brother, and sister behind her, she found that they were just as astonished as she was, so she hadn't misheard.

Han Yu scratched his head, utterly bewildered, and lamented, "Didn't I only go into seclusion for less than a year? Why has the world changed so much since I came out? I even missed my own son's wedding!"

"The wedding banquet hasn't been held yet." Han Xingyu narrowed his eyes, reached out and pulled Ruoxue close. Ruoxue tried to shake off his hand, but heard him say telepathically, "If you're going to act, you have to go all the way, right?"

If Xue remained silent, she could only let him hold her.

Han Xingyu smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for everyone to come out of seclusion and drink my wedding wine! I will choose an auspicious day to hold a lively wedding."

"Did you wait for us to come out of seclusion?" Han Yu looked at Han Xingyu with some suspicion. This kid wasn't the kind of person with a conscience!

"Otherwise what? I have no relatives in the God Realm. Do you think the wedding only consists of the bride and groom?" Han Xingyu said with a roguish smile.

Han Yu remained skeptical, feeling that something was amiss, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Han Xingyu put his arm around Ruoxue and walked up to Han Mengxiao, smiling as he said, "Xue'er, this is my grandfather."

Ruoxue greeted him very generously, "Grandpa."

Han Mengxiao finally snapped out of his daze, looked at his granddaughter-in-law, and sized her up for a long time. He smiled broadly and said, "Good, good, good! On your wedding day, Grandpa will definitely present you with a grand gift!"

Han Xingyu walked up to Han Yu and said, "This is my father."

"Father," Ruoxue called out.

Han Yu said somewhat embarrassedly, "Now, I finally feel like I'm getting old!"

Han Xingyu introduced her family members one by one, and Ruoxue called them over one by one as well.

Finally, before Han Xingyu could speak, her men, who were standing before the subordinates of the Heavenly Star Evil Palace, respectfully greeted her: "Greetings, Madam Vice Palace Master."

Ruoxue was a little stunned. Han Xingyu took her hand and walked away, turning back to say, "Yu Yuan and Yu Yan, have a good talk with your grandfather about what has happened recently."

Watching her father leave, Han Yuyuan said somewhat sullenly, "Father's ability to kick away the ladder after crossing the river is truly remarkable!"

Han Yuyan simply smiled, then turned to Han Yu and the others, and recounted the truth of the matter.

Although he listened to his father, he remembered his aunt's instructions before she went into seclusion. His aunt seemed to have foreseen that his father would act recklessly and told him to make sure to tell the truth to his relatives when they came out of seclusion.

"You said you are beings from the Root of God? And that woman is a descendant of the Fu family?" Han Yu was somewhat dumbfounded.

Han Yuyan nodded and said, "My aunt instructed that even though you have become gods now, you are still at the lowest level of cultivation in the God Realm. If there is nothing else, it is best not to leave the mountain."

……

"Let go of me!" Ruoxue forcefully slapped away Han Xingyu's hand that was holding her.

Looking at the red mark on the back of her hand, Han Xingyu said with a hint of resentment, "When will you ever be able to be a little gentler?"

"For someone like you who takes an inch and then a mile, the heavier the better!" Ruoxue glared at him angrily. If she hadn't been afraid that the cute little girl would cry, she wouldn't have played along with his act.

"Am I really that unlovable in your eyes?" Han Xingyu hung her head, pretending to be very hurt.

Ruoxue was already used to his ability to feign pitifulness, and said coldly, "Don't put on airs in front of me! Take me to the Fu family!"

"The Fu family is dangerous." Han Xingyu shook her head and said in a low voice, "Stay by my side, and I will protect you."

"You think I'm safe just because you're around?" Ruoxue looked at him disdainfully and sneered, "Do you really have the ability to protect me?"

Han Xingyu frowned slightly. He didn't know much about the Fu family. He was only at the level of a main god. Even if he could win against someone of a higher level, he could only defeat a god king at most. If the Fu family had someone above the level of an ancient god, how could he protect her?

"Stay by my side, and I will become stronger! I won't let anyone hurt you!" Han Xingyu suddenly grabbed her domineeringly, letting her hit his hand hard, but he wouldn't let go.

Seeing that he wouldn't let go no matter what, Ruoxue said coldly, "I never believe that anyone else can protect me! Only I can protect myself!"

Han Xingyu knew her strong-willed nature and that forcing her to stay was futile, so she softened her voice and said in a conciliatory tone, "Then you can stay here, cultivate, and become stronger before going to the Fu family! I know you're just curious, that's why you want to go to the Fu family. Since it's just curiosity, what difference does it make whether you go sooner or later? Why not wait until you're stronger before you go?"

Ruoxue frowned and pondered for a moment, about to speak, when Han Xingyu said again, "If you are troubled because you are unable to cultivate due to the seal on your body, there is no need to worry. I have a way to help you remove the seal! Moreover, after removing the seal, I will take you to a safe place, and I will absolutely not let the Fu family find you!"

Ruoxue was indeed concerned about this matter. What frustrated her was that this man could always see through her, but she rarely could see through him. This sense of defeat made her very unhappy. Although the method he proposed was indeed good, he just wanted to make things difficult for him and see him suffer.

"Why should I risk my life to cultivate? Wouldn't it be much easier to find a powerful figure to rely on? By the way, among the people you just introduced, there seems to be one named Divine Wind King Hua Qianye, who is your future brother-in-law? I wouldn't mind relying on him! A God King is clearly more powerful than you, a supreme god—"

"I won't allow it!" Han Xingyu suddenly erupted in fury, jerking closer to Ruoxue, staring intently at him, and roaring angrily, "My own woman, I can protect her myself! You're not allowed to mention relying on someone else again!"

"Who's your woman!" Ruoxue retorted angrily, her voice no less powerful than his.

"If you become my woman, will you be obedient and listen to me? Will you be protected by me?" Han Xingyu suddenly narrowed her eyes, her voice lowered, yet becoming even more dangerous.

Ruoxue had a bad feeling and was about to back away when he suddenly pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head, his deep gaze burning with intensity, and said in a low, husky voice, "If you become my woman, will you be able to rest easy and rely on me?"

"Let me go! Han Xingyu, let me go!" Ruoxue struggled violently.

"Xue'er, be my woman. I will cherish you and protect you. Will you rely on me?" His face gradually drew closer, and Ruoxue could clearly feel his breath on her nose.

In this world, she is no longer the spirited assassin she once was. In fact, she is very weak here, so weak that she is always bullied by this scoundrel. Is she going to be unable to escape this time?

Remembering her stolen first kiss, she closed her eyes resignedly, but her voice was cold and mocking: "You forced me like this. Once you get it, will you really cherish and protect it as you say? If you really cherish it, why would you use force?"

Han Xingyu was taken aback, then gave a bitter smile. This woman always had a way of making her extremely angry, extremely heartbroken, or extremely annoyed.

Han Xingyu did not release her immediately, but stared at her with her eyes closed.

With her eyes closed, her cold and ruthless gaze couldn't be seen. She was actually very serene and gentle, but her perpetually furrowed brow only made one feel sorry for her.

He lowered his head again, drawing closer to her, not to kiss her lips, but to gently kiss her brow. Then, he whispered in her ear, "Don't always frown; it breaks my heart. I really want to protect you. Can't you give me a chance? Stay here and cultivate for a while, give yourself some time to relax. Maybe you can get to know me better. Once you understand me, if you reject me then, I promise I won't bother you anymore. Don't even deny me a chance to get close to you, okay?"

Ruoxue opened her eyes and met his extremely charming phoenix eyes, eyes that, at this moment, held only sincerity and deep affection.

In that instant, she suddenly wanted to grasp this warmth. Impulsive moments are always so quick. Before she could even think, she suddenly reached out and hugged him. As if she had regained her senses, she realized how sudden the action was, and how awkward it felt. She buried her head in his chest, not daring to lift her head. He reached out and gently comforted her on the back. His movements were so gentle that they made her feel even more awkward, yet she couldn't help but be intoxicated by the warmth of his embrace.

"I...can give you a chance..." Her voice was soft and hesitant.

"Really?" Han Xingyu's voice was excited. Ruoxue buried herself in his arms, not daring to look at him, but she could imagine that his expression must be very exaggerated.

"If you have any doubts, just pretend I didn't say anything." Ruoxue's voice was a little muffled, but the corners of her mouth were raised. Maybe she could give him a chance, which would also be a chance for herself. Everything in the past world should have been forgotten long ago. Her past self should have died long ago. Now she could borrow Ruoxue's body and live a good life again.

"No, no, no, you can't go back on your word!" Han Xingyu suddenly picked her up and spun her around in the air.

Ruoxue felt a wave of dizziness and lifted her head from his embrace, complaining, "You wanted to spin around, but don't hold me with you, I'm so dizzy!"

Han Xingyu looked at her. At this moment, Ruoxue's face was slightly flushed, with a hint of reproach and a touch of shyness. Her mournful appearance made one want to...

An unnatural heat flashed in his eyes before he stopped and reluctantly released her.

"Please break the seal for me?"

"good!"

At this moment, Han Tianci's injuries had also healed, and he was leading Feng Wu back to the mountain.

The night was deep. The Blood King narrowed his eyes, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"Haven't the Fu family always wanted to know exactly how Fu Mengyao spent her days in the Demon God Realm?"

The Tibetan crow flapped its wings and said, "Master, do you intend to spread the news that Ruoxue is Fu Mengyao's daughter to the Fu family?"

"What do you think?" The Blood King's tone was like a suggestion, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had already made his decision.

"Hehe, those who dare to disrespect their master will naturally not have a good end!" Zangwu was extremely clever, and his answer avoided the main point.

The Blood King narrowed his eyes, a flash of bloodlust in them, and sneered, "I gave her a chance, but she didn't cherish it, so she can't blame me."

Zangwu nodded vigorously, saying, "That ungrateful woman not only disobeyed her master's orders and insulted him, but she also ran off to the Celestial Realm with another man. She deserves to die ten thousand times over! What a laughable woman! Did she think that going to the Celestial Realm would make her untouchable? Going there will only make her die a more miserable death! Without the protection of Ruoyuhao and the Black Demon Ancient God, does that woman think that kid with the cultivation of a main god can protect her? How naive of her to follow such a weakling!"

"This is indeed a humiliation. To follow a god and not stay to marry me is truly a death sentence." The Blood King's voice was calm, but the wine cup in his hand shattered into pieces as he spoke.

……

The Mad Demon Ancient God stared at Nagi with burning eyes, a lewd smile playing on his lips. His gaze was greedy, and his voice seductive as he said, "If the Death Demon Ancient God knew that Nagi had come to me, what would his expression be? Would he seek revenge for stealing my wife?"

Nagi's clothes were disheveled, her shoulders slipped down, exposing her smooth, white shoulders to the air. Her squinting eyes, flushed face, and disordered breathing seemed to conjure up the intense scene that had just unfolded.

Nagi, seemingly soft and boneless, nestled weakly in the arms of the Mad Demon Ancient God, her voice languid as she said, "I am a free woman. When have I ever had a wedding ceremony with him?"

"So, if I were to marry you, you would be my woman? Then the Death Demon God would have no choice but to suffer in silence?" The Mad Demon God's hands roamed restlessly over Nagi's body.

Nagi felt disgusted, but her face was plastered with an extremely ingratiating smile. She squinted her eyes and said coquettishly, "If the Mad Demon Ancient God truly wants to marry me, of course I'm willing to marry him. I'm just afraid that you're only saying it."

"What I say is never just empty words. I am a man of my word! If Nagi is willing to marry me, I will naturally marry her!" The Mad Demon God suddenly leaned down and fiercely swallowed Nagi's lips. His kiss was rough and forceful, and Nagi's lips were almost broken from his nibbling.

Nagi gasped slightly as the lips of the Mad Demon Ancient God began to move downwards, his large hands roaming freely over her body. Nagi frowned slightly; this man had already taken her seven times in one night and wanted to continue, showing no mercy whatsoever. If it weren't for the antidote, she would never have given this man a second glance, let alone allowed herself to be manipulated by him here.

A chaotic atmosphere filled the room. Just as the delicate panting began, a cold laugh came from outside the door: "What? You're so fond of this worn-out shoe that I wore? If you like it so much, should I give you another pair?" As soon as the words were spoken, a shoe burst through the window and shot straight at the Mad Demon God.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the shoe shattered instantly. But the instant the shoe broke, an ice needle shot out from the sole. Without a second thought, the Mad Demon grabbed Nagi and pulled her close. The ice needle pierced Nagi's heart, and her face turned ashen. She struggled to breathe, clearly poisoned.

The mad ancient god flung his hand forcefully, throwing Nagi out of the window. He cruelly laughed, "Keep an eye on your shoes. I was just trying them on, but they don't fit properly. You can keep them and enjoy them yourself!"

Nagi was completely naked, her eyes filled with malice, but her face was contorted with pain. She knew that the Mad Demon Ancient God had no feelings for her whatsoever, and that trying to seduce such a man was a mistake from the start. Just because he kept taking her, she forcefully pierced through the pain, making it clear to her that this man was only using her as a tool for venting his frustrations.

The Death Demon God reached out to catch Nagi, but when he saw that Nagi was naked, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he threw an ice needle straight at Nagi.

Nagi stared wide-eyed in horror. She thought the Death Demon God had some affection for her, but she never expected him to attack her. Did he want to kill her?

She gave a desolate smile and did not try to hide; indeed, she couldn't hide from it now.

When the ice needle pierced her skin, a trace of sadness and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

She smiled bitterly to herself; this man truly had no heart.

But when she closed her eyes, wanting to experience death, she discovered that the poison in the silver needle that the Mad Demon God had used to block her earlier had been neutralized. In other words, the silver needle that the Mad Demon God had used to attack her earlier was coated with the antidote; it wasn't meant to kill her, but to save her.

When she finally understood what was going on, she had already fallen heavily to the ground, looking rather disheveled.

She looked up at the Death Demon God floating in mid-air. He was high above, still as handsome as ever, just like the first time she had seen him.

"Get back now." The voice of the Death Demon God was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Nagi lowered her head and smiled bitterly. Even if he didn't kill her, so what? It didn't mean he had any feelings for her, or that he loved her. How much better was he than the Mad Demon Ancient God? He had no mercy for her either, and he was just using her as a tool to vent his frustrations.

A sharp pain shot through her body, and Nagi frowned slightly as he forcefully threw his cloak over himself.

"Are you still going to embarrass yourself?" His voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

Nagi struggled to her feet, biting her lower lip with a hint of grievance, and tightened her cloak, suddenly feeling a sense of desolation.

Why are all the men I meet like this?

Was she destined from birth to rely solely on her body, her face, and these illusory things to seduce men? Many people might desire this talent, but she hated it, hated herself for having this talent.

Because of this talent, men will be fascinated by her at first sight, but this fascination is only with an illusory appearance. They want to possess her, but only her body. No one truly cherishes her.

Because of this talent, she was forced by her half-brother when she had just come of age and her cultivation was not yet high. Losing her virginity only made her bewitching skills even stronger.

Later, I finally learned how to protect myself: by constantly cultivating myself. Only when I become stronger can I choose others instead of being forced to plunder them.

Gradually, in pursuit of her cultivation, she became twisted, seeking out virgins to strengthen her allure and thus double her cultivation.

In the eyes of outsiders, she was a slut, a shameless whore… and other such vile words, which she had become numb to. Later, when she followed the Death Demon God, those people rarely cursed her to her face anymore, but the things they said behind her back were even more nasty, such as "a pheasant rising to the top," and "a whore being associated with the Demon God," and so on…

But who knows? All she wanted was to be protected, to find someone to rely on. She had genuine feelings for the Death Demon God, but he, like those other men, only wanted her body.

It's precisely because he only uses her and treats her as a venting object that she uses him, hides by his side, and seeks protection.

Only by following the Death God could she prevent those Demon Kings from harassing her again. Her cultivation level was no match for theirs. If she hadn't followed the Death God, without this support, she would have long since become a slave to countless Demon Kings.

The reason she helped that man was not only to cure him of the poison, but also because she hoped to win his heart. In fact, besides her charm, she could also tell if someone was sincere. That man was sincere; if he truly loved a woman, he would give her everything.

I don't know why he wanted the Death Demon God and the Mad Demon God to fight each other, but if I can help him, he should be grateful to me. Will gratitude turn into love? Maybe. Actually, I don't really understand love, because no man has ever loved me.

After Nagi left, a very subtle pang of heartache flashed in the eyes of the Death Demon God, but it vanished in an instant.

The Mad Demon Ancient God stretched and walked out of the room with a lazy air.

"Floating in the air, don't you feel tired?" The voice of the Mad Demon Ancient God carried a hint of mockery.

The Death Demon God stared coldly at him and said in a low voice, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The Mad Demon God was stunned. He hadn't expected that the Death Demon God would actually fight him just for a woman. Didn't he know that battles between Demon Gods were no child's play? If he wanted to kill him, he would definitely not benefit either. He might even lose all his cultivation. Was he really going to go head-to-head with him for that woman?

In fact, the Mad Demon God was certain that he would dare to sleep with Nagi. He thought the Death Demon God wouldn't actually fight him for this woman, but now he was incredulous. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He didn't want to really fight the Death Demon God. Even if he won, if he was lucky, his cultivation would be greatly damaged, but if he was unlucky, he could very well become a cripple.

The reason the Death Demon God earned the title containing the word "death" is because before each kill, he would ask the question, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

He was like the Grim Reaper; if you answered that you wanted to die, you would surely die. Before killing someone, he would say, "You should thank me. You wanted to die, and I helped you. Remember to repay my kindness in your next life."

If the answer is that you want to live, then it's even worse. The feeling of being worse than dead is far more terrifying than a quick death. At that point, even if you want to commit suicide, you won't even have the chance to die.

"Are you serious?" The Mad Demon God's face turned slightly pale. He knew in his heart that once the Death Demon God said those words, he was serious and would never take them back. But he still held onto a sliver of hope, after all, he didn't want to really fight the Death Demon God over a woman.

"What do you say?" The Death Demon God asked coldly, his face expressionless. "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The Mad Demon God's face turned even more ashen, and he said in a low voice, "Death Demon God, we are all Demon Gods, so we naturally understand that a battle between Demon Gods is not like a battle between God Kings. The laws of this world do not allow Demon Gods to fight each other. This is the real reason why the Demon God Realm is divided into three kingdoms. Once a Demon God engages in battle, regardless of which side wins, they will be punished by the laws of the world. At best, they will be weakened to the level of a God King; at worst, their cultivation will be completely destroyed!"

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?" the Death God asked again.

The Mad Demon God flew into a rage. Of course, he understood that no one would answer the Death Demon God's questions willingly. The Death Demon God would ask the same question repeatedly, but only three times. After the third time, he would automatically assume that the other party wanted to live, and would deal with them in the way they wanted to live, giving them a fate worse than death.

This is the third time the Death God has questioned him. Clearly, even though he heard what he just said, he still insists on fighting him, all for that woman!

"For that Nagi? You really want to fight me?" In front of someone of the same level, the Mad Demon Ancient God no longer referred to himself as "I".

"I'll take your choice to live!" The Death Demon God didn't refer to himself as "I" out of respect for being of the same rank, but instead, like the Grim Reaper, referred to himself as "this god."

"That woman didn't give you her virginity. She's slept with countless men before. I only slept with her for one night. Do you have to be so petty?" The Mad Demon Ancient God was also furious, his voice loud, almost a roar.

The Death Demon God smiled dangerously, his narrowed eyes filled with murderous intent, and said coldly, "She was indeed not a virgin before she came with me, but since she came with me, she has not been touched by any other man."

The Mad Demon Ancient God sneered, "What nonsense! You've been kept in the dark. Everyone knows Nagi's name; behind your back, she's seduced countless virgins!"

"It's true that she's promiscuous and seduces virgins, but she hasn't slept with any of them. If she dared to, how could I not know?"

"What do you mean?" The Mad Demon God was increasingly unable to understand the Death Demon God. In the past, he thought that the Death Demon God was the same kind of person as him, but now he found that the other party was actually the complete opposite of him.

"She uses those men to cultivate her seductive skills. For every inch her seductive skills improve, her cultivation level will increase exponentially. Her purpose is simply to seduce those virgins and make them fall in love with her. Once they fall in love, she can obtain an inch of their soul blood. It's not what you outsiders think, that she uses her body to get involved with those men."

The Mad Demon Ancient God frowned deeply and said, "It seems you really care about that woman."

"You care?" The Death Demon God shook his head and said, "I just don't want anyone to touch my things. You have crossed my line."

"She seduced me herself. I am a normal man, but she possesses seductive powers. How could I resist her? If you want to blame someone, blame your woman for being shameless. I don't want to fight you!" With that, the Mad Demon Ancient God turned to leave.

The Death Demon God flashed to his side and blocked his way, sneering, "I don't care about the process, I only care about the result. You are the Mad Demon God, do you think I don't know whether her charm works on you or not?"

"You…" The Mad Demon God stared at him in astonishment, frowning as he said, "I was indeed not bewitched by her charm, but what you're saying clearly implies that her charm is useless against the Ancient Demon God's cultivation. So you weren't bewitched by her either? You weren't bewitched by her, yet you doted on her so much, and now you're even going to fight me for her sake! You still dare to say you don't care about her! You've clearly fallen in love with that woman!"

The hand hidden in the sleeve of the Death Demon God trembled slightly, his brows furrowed, and he coldly denied, "This god simply enjoys beautiful things."

The Mad Demon Ancient God completely disbelieved him, instead laughing arrogantly, "I never imagined the Death Demon Ancient God had a weakness!"

The Death Demon God was taken aback, but instantly understood the meaning behind the other party's words. However, for the Mad Demon God's cultivation level, a brief pause was enough.

The Death Demon God was about to attack when the Mad Demon God was already swiftly chasing after Nagi in the direction she had gone.

The Death Demon God gave chase at breakneck speed, continuously shooting out icy balls from his palms in an attempt to stop the Mad Demon God.

The Mad Demon Ancient God didn't care at all; even when hit, he didn't stop.

He had no intention of fighting the Death Demon God, that madman. Now that he knew the Death Demon God's weakness, he would definitely seize that weakness and threaten him to stop and stop going against him. Fighting between Demon Gods was simply meaningless self-harm.

After leaving the residence of the Mad Demon Ancient God by a hundred miles, Nagi slowly began to walk. She actually longed for an ordinary life and enjoyed the feeling of taking a walk. She didn't need strong cultivation at all, nor did she want to use her charm to improve her cultivation. She only wanted someone who loved her, someone who could protect her, and someone who could give her a shoulder to rest on and a place to lean on.

With a bitter smile, she strolled across the grass when she suddenly heard the sound of ice and snow exploding in the distance. As soon as she turned around, she felt a powerful suction force pulling her body towards it. Before she could react, a large hand grabbed her throat, while another hand pressed hard against her dantian. This series of actions happened in an instant, and just as quickly, it could destroy her body, extinguish her cultivation and soul, and cause her to be scattered to the winds.

"Release her!" The voice of the Death Demon God rang out from the sky, a furious roar that Nagi had never heard before.

"Hehe..." A sinister laugh came from behind her. The voice made her tremble. She recognized it as the Mad Demon Ancient God.

"I didn't want to fight you, but you forced me to. Now how can I let her go?" The voice of the Mad Demon Ancient God carried a hint of skill as his hand lingered suggestively over Nagi's dantian. He sneered, "I've tasted this woman's flavor before, and I didn't find anything special about her. Women are all pretty much the same; one moment of pleasure, and it's over. I never expected that the equally heartless Death Demon Ancient God would want to fight me because of a woman, completely disregarding the threat of the laws. Is this love? The Death Demon Ancient God's love truly makes me envious!"

Love? Nagi was somewhat stunned, looking at the Death Demon God with a puzzled expression, only to see his worried face, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He cared about her? Was he worried about her?

The Mad Demon God tightened his grip on Nagi's neck, causing her pain. She wanted to ask, but she could only keep it to herself. She stared intently at the Death Demon God, wondering if the anxiety on his face was really because of her.

"Release her, and I will spare you!" roared the Death Demon God.

"Do I look like a fool?" The Mad Demon God sneered sarcastically. "I am deeply moved that the Death Demon God is so eager to save her. I never expected the Death Demon God to be such a loyal and righteous person. Since the Death Demon God is so loyal and righteous, wouldn't you mind exchanging your life for hers?"