manynovel Chapter 3278 Lesser Fullness (Fulfilling the Promise)
Chapter 3278 Lesser Fullness (Fulfilling the Promise)
Yang Rui froze upon hearing this.
"No...Junior Sister...don't..."
He shook his head weakly.
No way! Absolutely no way we can agree to this beast's demands!
If their junior sister marries this demon to save them, what's the point of their lives?
Upon hearing this, Zhou Wenlun was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, a wildly joyful smile bloomed on his face.
His exaggerated and distorted smile, carrying a morbid sense of satisfaction, made his originally handsome face look ferocious and terrifying.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row, his hands trembling with excitement.
"I knew it, Xiaoman is the most sensible."
"I know you have me in your heart."
He looked at Hu Xiaoman tenderly, his eyes filled with the joy of regaining what he had lost.
It was as if the demon who had threatened her with her senior brother's life just now wasn't him at all.
"Since my fiancée has agreed, I naturally have to show my appreciation."
Zhou Wenlun was in a great mood. He turned around and looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor in the corner, who was half-dead and barely clinging to life.
At this moment, where was the Blood Demon Ancestor's former prestige as an ancient demon?
It was like a tiger with its teeth pulled, trembling and curled up on the ground, its eyes filled with fear.
It wanted to escape, but under the oppressive force of the Heavenly Dao, it couldn't even move a finger.
Zhou Wenlun looked at it, his eyes instantly turning cruel and bloodthirsty.
"That noisy bug dared to attack my Xiaoman just now."
"He deserves death."
He raised his hand, and a destructive white light condensed in his palm.
"Since that's the case, then let your life be the first betrothal gift I give to Xiaoman."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Wenlun clenched his fist tightly.
"Oh!"
That Blood Demon Ancestor, who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire Extreme Plate Immortal Cultivation World and whose self-destruction at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage could not kill.
With that one grip, his body exploded instantly!
He didn't even have time to scream.
Its hard demonic body, along with its undying demonic soul, shattered completely at this moment, turning into countless blood-red specks of light.
Like dazzling fireworks, they bloomed in this dimly lit underground palace.
Zhou Wenlun stood beneath the crimson fireworks, dressed in pristine white, his smile gentle.
He turned around and reached out his hand to Hu Xiaoman, whose face was pale.
"Xiaoman, look, aren't these fireworks beautiful?"
"This is the first demon I've killed for you. There will be many more in the future."
"If you like, I'll slaughter everyone in the world for you to see, okay?"
Hu Xiaoman's eyes were filled with disgust: "Utterly disgusting!"
Zhou Wenlun raised an eyebrow, his smile remaining as warm as ever: "Xiaoman is right."
He slightly raised his hand, but the rain of blood did not fall to the dust as expected.
Just as those shattered fragments of demonic bodies and ancient demonic souls were about to touch the ground, they were forcibly frozen in mid-air by an invisible yet domineering force.
Zhou Wenlun casually raised his long, pale hand, and the blood-red light spots scattered throughout the hall were irresistibly drawn together, frantically converging towards his palm.
The air was filled with a pungent, sweet, and burnt smell.
As those points of light compressed, a sickening squeezing sound rang out.
In the blink of an eye, the Blood Demon Ancestor, who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire Extreme Plate Immortal Cultivation World and whose self-destruction at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage could not harm him in the slightest, completely vanished.
Instead, a pill floated in Zhou Wenlun's palm.
The pill was about the size of a longan and had an eerie dark red color.
Its surface is covered with eerie black magic patterns, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations that send chills down your spine.
That was the essence of the blood and soul of the ancient demon.
Just one glance is enough to make you feel like your soul is being sucked into it.
Yang Rui leaned against Hua Nian, his chest heaving violently.
He stared intently at the pill, his eyes filled with horror.
Is this the power of the Heavenly Way?
Even though the Heavenly Dao is severely injured!
The arrogant and domineering demon who drove them to the brink of despair was reduced to merely refining a single pill in the hands of this madman!
This gap in strength gave him a deep sense of powerlessness.
Hua Nian was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, her body trembling slightly.
She never expected Zhou Wenlun to be the master of this Heavenly Dao.
So scary!
She could sense the violent aura contained within that pill; even a slight leak of it could grind her and Brother Yang Rui into dust.
Zhou Wenlun acted as if he had done something insignificant.
He held the Blood Demon Pill, which emitted an ominous red light, with a fawning smile on his face, and presented it to Hu Xiaoman as if it were a treasure.
"Xiaoman, look."
His voice was so gentle it could melt water, and his eyes were full of doting affection.
"Although this thing is dirty, it will be very beneficial to your body after it is refined."
“I know you have a demonic root within you. This Blood Demon Pill can serve as nourishment to help you advance your cultivation to a higher level.”
Hu Xiaoman's eyelids twitched.
He knew it all along!
The fact that I possess a demonic root is a top secret.
She had already placed many seals on her demonic nature, yet he still found out.
Hu Xiaoman looked at the Blood Demon Pill in front of her and felt a chill run down her spine.
This is the fate of an ancient demon, and also the deterrent power Zhou Wenlun is displaying.
But she had no right to refuse.
Hu Xiaoman expressionlessly reached out and took the scalding hot pill from Zhou Wenlun's palm.
"Thank you."
Her voice was cold, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
The instant her fingertips touched the pill, she had a thought and threw it directly into the sky.
As soon as the Blood Demon Pill entered, the violent demonic energy contained within it wanted to erupt, but it was forcibly suppressed by the power of the entire world in the surrounding space. It could only obediently float above the spirit lake and could no longer cause any waves.
Hu Xiaoman sneered inwardly.
Should I give her some supplements?
If this thing were swallowed directly, one would likely be immediately corrupted by the violent demonic intent, turning into a great demon who only knows how to kill.
When Zhou Wenlun saw that she accepted it, the smile in his eyes deepened.
"My fiancée, I'm happy as long as you like her."
He tried to reach out and touch Hu Xiaoman's hair, but Hu Xiaoman subtly avoided him.
Hu Xiaoman raised her head, her clear, cold eyes staring directly at Zhou Wenlun, her voice as sharp as a knife: "I accept the gift."
"Zhou Wenlun, now it's your turn to keep your promise."
She pointed to the image still suspended above, where fierce winds raged and the souls of her fellow disciples were on the verge of dissipation.
"Let them go."
Zhou Wenlun's hand hovered in mid-air, but he was not angry.
He withdrew his hand, brought it to his nose and sniffed, as if the fragrance of Hu Xiaoman's hair still lingered there.
"Since it is my fiancée's request, I will naturally grant it."
He was in a great mood, and even had the leisure to straighten his tattered white clothes.