Wei Zixi looked at the distant sky without saying a word.
The sun sets and the sunset dyes the sky red.
The dusk is golden and red, and the setting sun is blood-red, just like that afternoon long, long ago.
Yan Shang pushed Ye Xiao and whispered, "The Demon Lord's decision must have his reasons. It's not for us to question."
However, Night Owl still refused to give up, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.
Finally, he couldn't help but said loudly: "It's because of that woman Xiyue, right?"
"Demon Lord, you finally fell in love with her, and your feelings for her exceeded your hatred. In order to prevent her from dying of exhaustion, you even stopped the plan that you had been preparing for a thousand years."
"But Lord Demon, have you ever thought that Xi Yue is Ji Mingyu's woman? She doesn't belong to you, and she will never truly belong to you. She won't care about anything you do for her... But you will become unlike yourself because of her, and our plan will also be flawed because of this woman. Lord Demon, you shouldn't be emotional!"
This time, Wei Zixi finally turned around slowly and gave Ye Xiao a lazy and faint smile.
"Night Owl, I think you made a mistake!"
Night Owl raised his head and looked at the man he admired like a god, with fear and admiration in his eyes.
Wei Zixi's voice was like an ice cone that instantly pierced through his burning heart and froze it.
"You say these words as if you are my trusted adviser. But for me, for thousands of years, this plan has always belonged to me alone. If I want it to exist, it exists. If I want it to disappear, it disappears."
"And you are just tools and pawns to help me complete my plan. As a pawn, you are lecturing me."
Wei Zixi bent down and pinched Ye Xiao's chin, then lifted him up gently, with a more charming smile on his face, "Ye Xiao, how do you think I should punish you?"
The night owl shuddered violently, and despair and fear finally filled its heart.
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Elder Huangfu Yuan dragged his exhausted body back to Wuling Temple, looking indescribably dejected and tired.
Because of the evil spirit's mischief, the entire Qiankun Island was in turmoil. Even the people of the Huangfu family were in a panic, fearing that the Blood Prison Evil Demon would rush into the barrier at any time.
Seeing Huangfu Yuan returning, everyone came forward to greet him.
"Master, how is it? Have all the evil demons been eliminated? Is there really no danger in the divine realm?"
“Do we need to relocate our family?”
Huangfu Yuan waved his hands irritably, "The evil demons have been destroyed..."
"Great! We are all saved. Is this the divine catastrophe mentioned in the Oracle of Heaven? If so, have we survived it?"
"I heard that Jun Mulan is not the real Saint, but Yun Xiyue is. It was the Saint who sent down the holy light this time that prevented the evil from spreading wantonly!"
"Great! The Saint has returned! Our Divine Realm will surely become more and more prosperous."
Listening to everyone's excited discussions as if they had survived a disaster, Huangfu Yuan finally couldn't help but roared, "What's good about this? Don't you understand how bad the situation of my Huangfu family is?! A bunch of idiots who know nothing, get out, all of you get out of here!!"
The people of the Huangfu family were frightened by the roar. They all fell silent and ran away in all directions.
Huangfu Yuan walked towards the most luxurious palace in the Wu Ling Temple with a gloomy face.
There is the most outstanding descendant of the Huangfu family, Huangfu Yi, who was cultivated after almost losing everything and exhausting all resources. (To be continued)