The Demon Emperor was charming and seductive. His every move, frown and smile were indescribably alluring. He said faintly, "Isn't it satisfying for Penghao that Prince Difeng is practicing the Nine Mysterious Immortality? He can vent his anger wantonly and let his obsession burn more fiercely."
Su Yun's admiring eyes moved away from the woman's chest and said with a smile: "Brother Bai... Brother Dao is right. Since the Demon Emperor is Di Feng's man, why don't you save Di Feng's son?"
The Demon Emperor puffed out his chest and chuckled, "I'm not Bu Wangji's mother, why should I save him? If I and Di Feng have a son, wouldn't it be better if I make him the crown prince?"
Yingying became alert: "Scholar, you have never met such a charming woman before. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to resist such temptation! It's a bit dangerous!"
Su Yun laughed loudly and said, "If I give birth to a son with Di Feng, he will definitely be the crown prince? Brother Dao, why don't you give birth to a crown prince with me?"
Yingying coughed heavily as a reminder, thinking: "This woman is the emperor of the demon god, she is good at bewitching people. Scholar, your adolescence should be over, don't be blinded by lust!"
The Demon Emperor smiled and said, "That's fine. This way, I can bet on both sides. No matter which of you wins, my son will be the crown prince. Then if I kill you, my son can ascend the throne smoothly. Then if I kill my son again, I will be the Demon Immortal Emperor!"
Su Yun laughed loudly: "My beloved, I like you more and more!"
Yingying heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this, and thought to herself, "The Demon Emperor is too perverted. The fact that the scholar said this means that he will not like her."
Below, Prince Bu Wangji of Difeng fought his way out of the encirclement, his flesh and blood already a mess, no longer in human form.
As the crown prince, he naturally received instruction from Di Feng.
Di Feng never taught the complete Nine Profound Immortality to his disciples, even to disciples like Shui Yinghui, he only taught the Immortality Profound Art. The Immortality Profound Art was only the first Profound Art of the Nine Profound Immortality.
He was afraid that someone would learn the Nine Profound Immortality and take his place. However, he was the founder of the Nine Profound Immortality and had an unfathomable comprehension. Even if others learned his complete Nine Profound Immortality, it would be difficult for them to comprehend the Ninth Profound.
Di Feng knew this very well but he didn't pass it on just to be cautious.
But Bu Wangji was his son and was deeply loved by him, so he taught him the complete Nine Profound Immortality.
However, although Bu Wangji received the true teachings, he also inherited the same weakness as him, that is, if he was injured too many times in the same place, the wound would be imprinted in the Jiuxuan Immortal, and it would be imprinted in his body forever and could not be healed!
Di Feng borrowed Su Yun's Dao Stops Here to remove the Dao injury in Jiuxuan Immortality, but Bu Wangji did not learn this move. Moreover, Dao Stops Here is Su Yun's swordsmanship, which contains profound sword principles. Even if Di Feng taught him, he might not be able to learn it.
Now, Bu Wangji has multiple wounds on his body, the wounds are increasing in number and the injuries are getting more and more serious!
“Your Majesty, do you know that after Penghao takes revenge and fulfills his obsession, he will die.” The Demon Emperor said leisurely, “But I can save his life.”
Su Yun humbly asked, "Will a demon really die after fulfilling her wish? I have seen a demon who did not die after fulfilling her wish, but became even more powerful. Why is that?"
From below, Bu Wangji's screams could be heard: "I am the son of the Immortal Emperor! Demon Emperor, if I die here, my father will never let you go!"
The Demon Emperor turned a deaf ear to him and said with a smile, "When I was roaming the world, your father was still nursing somewhere. How dare you threaten me? Your Majesty, the demon you are talking about must have other unfulfilled wishes. I have come from the First Immortal Realm to this day, and have seen countless tragedies and demons. There are many who are extremely talented, but in the end, they all face death, and no one can escape this ending."
Su Yun raised his eyebrows.
The Demon Emperor said: "However, I am the founder of the Demonic Path, the Great Emperor of the Demon God. If I take action, I can solidify his obsession and make him think that his enemy is still alive, then he can survive."
Her eyes flickered as she smiled, "I can even change his memory and make him think that his enemy is someone else. He will become the knife in your hand and kill people for you! After I get rid of your opponent for you, I can change his memory again and make him change his enemy! In this way, Penghao will become your weapon and get rid of all your enemies for you!"
Su Yun said happily: "The Demon Emperor actually has this ability? But what are your requirements? I don't believe you will do this without any conditions."
"Let me nourish you."
The Demon Emperor's eyes fell on him, full of aggression, and he said: "You have the aura of the innate blessed land, and your immortal essence is very useful to me. You will be my great medicine, and I want you to help me practice!"
Su Yun's face changed drastically when he recalled his tragic experience of encountering a ghost fairy in a painting.
The Demon Emperor noticed his expression, looked at him seductively, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I won't ask for too much. After I take your energy every time, you can rest for ten days, and then take your energy again after ten days."
"Don't even think about it, witch!"
Yingying said angrily: "Do you think the scholar is a well? You come to fetch water every now and then, and the water is always empty! Even if the scholar is a well, you will drain it out sooner or later without leaving a drop!"
Su Yun thought for a moment and said, "Yingying, did you meet Xing Jiangmu again? I heard that he came to the capital not long ago. Did you steal his book?"
Yingying snorted.
The Demon Emperor smiled and looked down. The wind blew her black skirt, and the black skirt and ribbons fluttered like flying black birds, very noisy, brushing against Su Yun's face. He said leisurely: "Your Majesty, in a short time, Bu Wangji will be beaten to death by Penghao. Don't regret it too late."
Su Yun pushed aside her fluttering dress, came to her side, and said with a smile: "You sensed the same aura of Xiantian Fudi from me, so you thought I was your Xiantian Fudi in human form, so the first time you saw me, you involuntarily abandoned Bu Wangji and came to my ship."
The Demon Emperor did not deny it.
Su Yun said: "The God Emperor has surrendered to me. You know that the God Emperor is under my command. Although you and the God Emperor are of the same origin, you are opposed to each other. If you want to be above him, you must find another way. After all, the God Emperor came earlier than you, has taken root in the imperial court, and has sworn brotherhood with my brother Yinglong. Therefore, the harem is a path for you. You want to enter my harem."
He smiled slightly: "Emperor Feng is old and ugly, and the Sixth Immortal Realm's Xiantian Blessing is in decline, and can only spit out disaster ashes, not the innate energy. But I am young and strong, and I am more handsome than Emperor Feng. More importantly, I am a walking Xiantian Blessing!"
The Demon Emperor laughed and said, "As the Demon Emperor, I will not be attached to you. I just treat you as my innate blessing, exploiting you day and night, and turning you into my puppet."
Yingying was ready to make a move, and said with a smile: "Devil woman, do you see the small box behind your master? That is your eternal home!"
The Demon Emperor glanced at her, and Yingying felt dizzy and thought to herself, "This demon woman is poisonous!"
She suddenly fell into a world of illusion.
The Demon Emperor smiled sweetly and said, "You can also refuse. I won't force you. You know, I am a beautiful woman. Becoming your harem will not humiliate you."
Su Yun sighed and said, "Unfortunately, I'm already married."
The Demon Emperor was slightly startled, then laughed and said, "You are the Emperor Yuntian, so what if you are married? Which Immortal Emperor doesn't have three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines? Even a wise and sage like Emperor Jue has countless concubines! Don't tell me you only plan to marry one!"
Su Yun's face was solemn: "Although Su is sentimental, she is devoted. When I love someone, I will treat her wholeheartedly and will not betray her. If she wants to leave, I will not stop her. Only then will I start another relationship."
The Demon Emperor sneered: "You've almost moved me."
Su Yun smiled and said, "In the future, after I conquer the world, I will also hand over the throne. I have no interest in the throne, I just go with the flow."
The Demon Emperor laughed loudly, and Su Yun smiled slightly, not getting angry.
The Demon Emperor's laughter gradually faded, and his eyes became sharp. He swept away the charming temptation just now and said seriously: "Emperor Yuntian, you also know how much help it will be for you if I join your camp. You are no match for Di Feng. As far as I know, after inviting me, Baili Du went to see another Demon Emperor. That person is the real number one in the Demon Dao. Without me, you will be defeated miserably!"
Su Yun's heart moved slightly, and he immediately remembered the terrifying existence that helped him to survive the treasure catastrophe when he refined the Black Iron Bell.
That person was the Blood Demon Ancestor who was formed from the filthy things chopped off by outsiders!
His cultivation strength is comparable to that of an existence in the ninth level of the Dao Realm!
The imperial court had so many masters, with the ancient No. 1 sword formation diagram outside and the witch fairy treasure tree inside, two great treasures to suppress him, but they were unable to stop him!
However, the Blood Demon Patriarch was ambushed by Zhibao, Difeng, Dishu and others and was seriously injured. Logically speaking, his injuries were more serious than Difeng's.
During this period of time, he probably won't be able to heal the wounds on his body!
"If the Blood Demon Patriarch recovers his strength, he will indeed be a great threat to me! The only person in the imperial court who can deal with him is the Queen Mother."
Su Yun frowned, then smiled and said, "Demon Emperor, I'm going to make a bet with you. I can save Penghao without your help. If I win this bet, you can work under me, and I'll give you the same treatment as the God Emperor, without bias. If I lose, I'll be your lover, and I don't need to have sex with you once every ten days!"
He held up three fingers and said viciously, "Once every three days! I can handle it!"
The Demon Emperor's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "You are not kidding!"
Su Yun smiled and said, "Sir, don't joke!"
Yingying woke up from the illusion and was no longer as presumptuous in front of the Demon Emperor. She thought to herself, "It seems that I need to ask the Emperor and Empress for advice on how to improve my spiritual cultivation. Otherwise, I will suffer every time I encounter these guys who practice the magic way!"
At this time, Bu Wangji was beaten by Penghao so hard that his Jiuxuan Immortal Body was shattered to pieces, and his soul was also destroyed, and he finally died.
All around him, the weeds were still beating him madly, still venting their tremendous hatred.
Gradually, Penghao realized that the evil man who killed him and everyone else had died in his hands.
"I got my revenge?"
His expression was dull, and for a moment, he suddenly felt a great sense of relief.
The hatred that had plagued him for five thousand years suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly felt relieved.
The resentment in his heart dissipated and collapsed.
He smiled, and then heard a sound like tiles breaking from the spirit in his soul.
His soul, filled with hatred and desire for revenge, was soon like a piece of cracked porcelain, about to collapse.
Although Penghao has extraordinary cultivation, he does not have the slightest desire to save himself.
One by one, the weeds fell down and turned into corpses, breaking into countless particles and drifting away with the wind, until only the last weed remained.
He greeted his destination with a smile on his face.
At this time, Su Yun's voice entered his soul: "Penghao, you have taken revenge, but how do you settle the account for the Yuanshuo people who died in your hands three thousand years ago?"
Penghao looked up and saw Su Yun standing at the bow of a golden boat high in the sky, with a stunningly beautiful woman in black standing beside him.
"My Lord, if there is an afterlife..."
"I don't want an afterlife."
Su Yun at the bow leaned down and pointed with one finger. Although they were clearly far away, Su Yun's arm seemed to have crossed the space and pointed at the center of Peng Hao's brow, whose body was about to crumble.
"I want you to survive!"
The surging innate Qi poured into Penghao's body, which had been broken into countless pieces, filling the cracks and even rushing into his spiritual body, mending the fissures!
"I want you to survive, protect Yuan Shuo, and make up for the mistakes you made three thousand years ago! Wake up!"
Su Yun shouted loudly, and in his shattered soul, protecting Yuan Shuo and making up for his mistakes became his new obsession, like grass seeds in spring, which began to take root and sprout, emitting the breath of new life.