Quick Wear: The troublesome female supporting role was locked up by the boss and cried

Chapter 527: The Evil Little Sister in the Immortal Cultivation Novels (42)

If it weren't for the fact that this matter required mutual consent, they would have spared no effort to find her and reunite with Yaoran.

Then, Chief Ji led them to the forbidden area of ​​the Blood Demon Clan.

He cast a spell on a giant rock, and in the next second, demonic energy surged into the sky, and a huge magic array rose into the air.

Ji Yaoran and Ji Chutang stepped into the area at the same time, standing at two anchor points, as strange, incomprehensible Sanskrit chants rang in their ears, sometimes loud and sometimes soft.

Ji Chutang felt a warm sensation rising throughout her body, followed by the surging and rolling blood demon energy around them.

I don't know how much time passed, but it finally stopped.

Ji Chutang opened her eyes in surprise. Ji Yaoran was still standing opposite her. The two of them had not merged, and her task had not been completed.

Seeing her confusion, Chief Ji quickly explained:

"Chu Tang, don't worry. The Blood Spirit Fusion Technique is complete. It's just that you've been separated for too long, and the fusion will take time, about three to five days."

Ji Chutang suddenly realized and nodded.

Now all we need to do is wait quietly for the fusion to complete. Ji Chutang breathed a sigh of relief; this was truly wonderful.

This is the world of cultivation, and she doesn't want to cultivate here for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Overwhelmed with joy at the impending completion of the mission, Ji Chutang completely relaxed.

Let's start leisurely exploring this Blood Demon Clan's city.

Just when everyone thought the events in this small world were about to come to a complete end, the Blood Demon Clan, who had been at peace for tens of thousands of years, suddenly faced a crisis.

Someone had actually found their lair and gathered countless cultivators to attack the Blood Demon Clan.

And the news that they were summoning other demons for support couldn't get out at all.

The Blood Demon Clan is facing the most severe crisis in its history.

No race had ever found their lair before.

Now things are really messed up; we're completely surrounded by people.

This kind of humiliation was something the Blood Demon Clan had never experienced before, and at first, the Blood Demon Clan's high-ranking members all looked down on it.

However, when the strongest members of the Blood Demon Clan went out, they were all defeated by a cold-faced man, one move at a time.

That's it, all of our strongest fighters are down.

Unable to gather support from other demon races, the morale of the Blood Demon Clan was low for a time.

They thought that given their racial talents, it was suicidal for a mere human to dare to block their door.

Who would have thought that the other side would produce such a pervert?

He single-handedly suppressed them so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.

Now they have no choice but to submit. What if this fiend gets angry and wipes out their Blood Demon Clan's lair?

Although it's unclear why the other party came to our door.

However, seeing that the other party has not yet taken the initiative, it seems that there is still room for maneuver.

Thinking this, Clan Chief Ji quickly stepped forward, smiling obsequiously, and asked:

"This human venerable one, our Blood Demon Clan has lived a low-key life for tens of thousands of years, and has never had any deep hatred with the human race in all these years."

"You've come to our door today, is there some misunderstanding? It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. If you have any questions, please raise them, and we can work together to solve them."

Chief Ji's words were already very kind to Yun Wangyu.

Yun Wangyu didn't make things too difficult for him, but her expression remained indifferent. She then said:

"My disciple has been kidnapped by you. Today, I, Yun, have come to your door to offend you, solely to take my disciple away—"

"Ji Chutang".

Clan Chief Ji's face immediately turned ugly... They were going to take away their Blood Demon Clan's offspring, and the missing child at that.

Chief Ji was extremely unhappy.

But how could he dare to provoke this evil spirit right now? So his expression changed repeatedly, and after struggling for a long time, he finally sighed.

“Lord, your disciple is the young patriarch of our Blood Demon Clan. If you want to take her away, you should at least get her consent.”

Yun Wangyu lowered his eyes slightly, making it impossible to discern his emotions. He only noticed that after deep thought, the man nodded.

Chief Ji sighed inwardly, hoping that he wouldn't force the issue after Chu Tang rejected him.

Otherwise, if Yaoran merges with Chutang, this evil spirit will be unable to accept it and cause trouble for their Blood Demon Clan again. What should they do then?

Chief Ji felt he was truly worried sick.

For a time, the fighting at the border between the two tribes ceased, and the scene became peaceful.

Until Ji Chutang was urgently summoned.

When Ji Chutang saw Yun Wangyu, this devilish god, from afar, he wanted to turn around and run away.

Before she could run, a sharp gaze suddenly fixed on her, followed by a silver-white silkworm thread that could change length, heading straight for her.

Ji Chutang glanced back and was so frightened that she turned tail and ran without stopping.

However, she still couldn't escape. The silkworm silk quickly wrapped around her waist, steadily and irrevocably pulling her towards the very center of the battlefield.

He faced Yun Wangyu, whose face was icy cold.

Ji Chutang felt like dying.

She could only awkwardly force a smile and hesitantly greet him, "Hi, what a coincidence."

Yun Wangyu stared straight at her, his gaze seemingly trying to completely imprison her within him.

"Go back with me."

Ji Chutang's face immediately fell. She tried to break free from her restraints, avoiding Yun Wangyu's gaze, but still managed to speak:

"I won't go back. I've already found my true home. Our master-disciple relationship has ended, so why force it?"

As she said this, she stubbornly avoided looking at Yun Wangyu, still glancing left and right.

Naturally, no one noticed that Yun Wangyu's eyes reddened in an instant.

"A real home?"

"Ji Chutang, are you saying you've never considered Hanyu Peak as your home?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and a slight sob could be heard. The clan chief, who was eavesdropping nearby, widened his eyes in surprise.

Ji Chutang grew impatient with the questioning and could only look up. Then she froze, wondering why... Yun Wangyu seemed about to cry.

Despite the jumble of thoughts in her mind, she still stubbornly insisted:

"That's right! I've never regarded you as my master either. You don't need to keep bothering me. It's best if we can part ways amicably."

Yun Wangyu didn't speak, but stared intently at her, not missing a single emotion in her eyes.

In the end, it was discovered that this ungrateful wretch only had impatience in his eyes and an eagerness to get rid of him as soon as possible.

The ink in Yun Wangyu's eyes grew increasingly dark, unfathomable.

"Row."

Ji Chutang suddenly turned around and glanced at him. This was a glimmer of hope; he was being so kind as to let her go?

However, her expectations were shattered the next second.

"You can say you've never considered me your master, and you don't acknowledge our past master-disciple relationship." You said that yourself.

Yun Wangyu's gaze became increasingly unpredictable.

"But all that I've given you over the years was for my disciple. Since you're not my disciple, it's only right that it should be returned to its rightful owner."

If he doesn't come back, he'll pay off his debt with his own body.

He is very reasonable.