Chapter 8: The young master still peed on others when he was a child.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure shot directly toward Ling Xue, sitting in the foremost seat!

At the same time, the pale blade in his hand was instantly drawn, slashing straight at Ling Xue.

Ling Xue, sitting in the primary seat, showed no expression. He didn’t even move!

Buzz!

The next moment, Baitu, who had been charging at full speed, froze mid-air in front of Ling Xue.

That pale blade also stopped, hovering just before Ling Xue’s head.

A blood-red aura barrier forcibly blocked Baitu’s powerful strike!

Not a single shockwave spread out!

Even the energy ripples from the collision of their powers were completely suppressed by Ling Xue.

So much so that even Xiao Xiao, standing next to Ling Xue, was completely unaffected.

Baitu’s figure remained frozen in mid-air, his hands gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, his face grim, pressing down with all his strength!

The pale blade trembled at high frequency in the air, but it couldn’t move down even an inch!

Veins bulged on Baitu’s hands!

At this moment, he had undoubtedly used all his strength.

But, he still couldn’t touch Ling Xue!

Ling Xue’s blood-red eyes lifted to look at him.

Then, he faintly smiled!

Boom!  

In an instant, Baitu’s figure was sent flying backward, crashing heavily in the center of the grand hall.

From beginning to end, Ling Xue hadn’t moved an inch!

Yet, Baitu, who was in the early stage of the Divine Origin Realm, had already hit the ground, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

“Hahaha… Hahahahahaha!” However, instead of anger, Baitu laughed out loud, facing the sky. It was a laughter that came from the depths of his heart.

To be struck by the young master, it hurt, yes!

But to personally verify that the young master’s strength far surpassed his own—what a joy!

The combination of both? Exhilaration!

Baitu said, “Hahahaha, I knew it, how could the son of a tiger be a dog?”*

[*”虎父岂有犬子 (hǔ fù qǐ yǒu quǎn zǐ)”: “How could the son of a tiger be a dog?” An idiom meaning that a great father cannot have an incompetent son; the son should live up to the father’s reputation.]

Baitu got up from the ground, and immediately knelt down before Ling Xue, bowing in respect. “Your subordinate pays respects to the Demon Lord! I apologize for my earlier offense, and beg the Demon Lord’s forgiveness!”

Now, he had completely changed his address.

Demon Lord!

From now on, Ling Xue was the Demon Lord!

He was the new leader of the Demon Sect!

Baitu’s life had been saved by Ling Xue’s father.

He had been willing to give everything for Lingxue’s father, and now, of course, he was willing to give everything for Lingxue!

Everyone in the Demon Sect shared the same sentiment.

So, even though Ling Xue had been born with a “wasted body,”* none of them had ever entertained the idea of replacing him.

[*”先天废体 (xiān tiān fèi tǐ)”: “Innate wasted body,” referring to someone who, by birth, is considered to have no talent or potential for cultivation, essentially labeling them as weak or useless from the start.]

But now, upon learning that Ling Xue was not only not born with a wasted body, but also possessed unfathomable strength, Baitu and the others were naturally ecstatic!

They now had a new master, someone to whom they could pledge their loyalty.

“We greet the Demon Lord!” Inside the grand hall, everyone else who had previously harbored doubts about Ling Xue now knelt down as well.

Ling Xue hadn’t moved a muscle, yet Baitu was already injured by the rebound.

This clearly demonstrated how powerful Ling Xue was!

Indeed, the young master had merely been hiding his strength all along. His power actually far exceeded that of everyone else!

His talent was even more terrifying than his father’s back in the day.

Someone like him was truly qualified to be the leader of the Demon Sect!

Someone like him deserved their undivided loyalty.

Just like the old Demon Lord, he was someone they could follow willingly and with all their hearts.

Ling Xue ordered, “Get up!”

From the foremost seat, Ling Xue lightly waved his hand. Everyone stood up.

“Hehe! You’re really starting to develop a kingly aura.” At that moment, a seductive laugh echoed throughout the hall.

A voluptuous, alluring woman stepped forward. She was dressed in an extremely skimpy outfit.

A circle of purple cloth formed her top, adorned with purple gems that sparkled brilliantly.

The placement of the gems perfectly framed her full chest, making them gleam even more, drawing all eyes.

Further down, her waist was as soft as a snake’s, slim and snow-white.

Around her waist was a belt of purple gemstones, with the largest one embedded right at her navel.

Below that, she wore a purple skirt with slits on both sides, decorated with more purple gems.

It covered only the front and back, leaving the sides exposed! Her long, snow-white legs were bare, adding to her beauty.

Her face, naturally, was as seductive and alluring as her outfit…

She asked, Have you ever seen someone with a “climax face”?

That’s what she had.

Her expression always carried three parts blush and seven parts seductive hunger.

This wasn’t just ordinary allure anymore; it had reached a level that could only be described as fēngsāo.*

[*“风骚 (fēngsāo)”: The term (fēngsāo)is used in a modern, colloquial sense, it often refers to someone being flirtatious, seductive, or coquettish. It is usually used to describe women, though not exclusively, and can carry a somewhat negative or playful connotation, depending on how it’s used.]

She was also one of the Twelve Demonic Fiends!

Yu Yaoyao!

She said, “I remember when I first joined the Demon Sect, the young master was barely a year old.”

Yu Yaoyao’s seductive voice continued, “When you were little, I used to hold you and play with you all the time. You even peed on me quite a few times!”

“Such a cute little boy has grown into this handsome and commanding man! And now, you’ve become the new Demon Lord!”

“This extreme contrast… it’s simply irresistible!”

As she spoke, she lightly licked her fiery red lips. Her beautiful eyes, gazing at Lingxue, were filled with undisguised greed.                                                                 

(The accompanying image of Yu Yaoyao was too risqué to pass review, so you’ll have to imagine it yourselves, brothers, hahaha! The author’s keeping the picture for personal use, lol.)