Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 655: Someone is Bullying Me

What is Cultivating Demon?

How does one cultivate it?

This was a path no one had ever traversed before. Not even the former Sword Saint dared to speak of the true mysteries of Cultivating Demon, because there was no standard answer.

He had merely mentioned one thing: "Cut off the demon in your heart."

Therefore, Guang Xiaoyu entered the Western Wilderness.

Alas, her own strength was too weak, a world apart from the Emperor Realm, and naturally, she could not slay that traitor.

Now, after the battle at the Northern Border, she felt that she, as the Demon Emperor, had returned.

After the old man self-destructed, the remaining formidable enemies all vanished, and in a moment, the entire world calmed down.

Wuxian hurried over to check on Li Qi's injuries.

"Xiao Yu, I'm going to die," Li Qi said tremblingly, his face deathly pale.

"Yes!" Guang Xiaoyu nodded. "Do you have any last words?"

"Bury me at the Wuji Sect."

"No, we can't bury people there; I would mind."

"..."

"I can throw your body into the sea, let you sway with the wind, free and at ease," Guang Xiaoyu said with a cheeky smile. Then, from who-knows-where, she pulled out a Spirit Fruit and stuffed it directly into Li Qi's mouth.

The Spirit Fruit melted instantly upon entering his mouth, releasing a vast amount of Vitality Power that rapidly healed Li Qi's internal injuries, including the pervasive killing intention and other afflictions.

Within just a few minutes, Li Qi's injuries had all improved.

He looked at Guang Xiaoyu with eyes full of reproach, like a spurned wife. Though he didn't say anything, his gaze said it all.

She had a Spirit Fruit that could heal injuries like this, yet she didn't bring it out sooner!

Guang Xiaoyu outright ignored him, muttering to herself, "I only scattered one of them, and they actually gave up on killing me. This is fishy."

The scene before her was too eerie.

Many powerful enemies had come to kill her, yet they had retreated without making a move.

Li Qi couldn't help but ask, "Could it be because you're so powerful, Xiao Yu, that they sensed you weren't to be trifled with and decided to retreat?"

Guang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes. "After the battle at the Northern Border, my reputation spread far and wide. Those who should know already do, yet they still dare to act against me repeatedly. Do you know why?"

Li Qi looked clueless.

"First, they've been probing, not daring to strike rashly because they don't know how much strength and how many trump cards I have left. Second, their target is me; they wouldn't retreat easily. Once they've gauged my strength, they would undoubtedly strike with thunderous force. But… it obviously hasn't reached that point yet," she explained.

"And the third reason?" Wuxian looked up.

"Good question!" Guang Xiaoyu said approvingly.

He looked at her with anticipation, only to receive a knock on the head from Guang Xiaoyu. She said fiercely, "How would I know?"

The straw-shoed youth Wuxian: "..."

Li Qi, at the side, secretly felt relieved. Thank goodness he hadn't asked!

The formidable enemies had retreated, and not without reason: Chen Pingping had arrived.

He walked across the Northern Border land with a calm expression, but when the numerous powerful experts of the Demon Race saw him, they fled as if escaping a plague. Some tribes even announced a mass relocation upon spotting Chen Pingping's figure from afar. The commotion was so great it could be heard tens of thousands of miles away.

Zhang Ziyu smiled faintly. "Stay calm. They know of my arrival, so they dare not face me and choose to relocate their tribes. It's quite normal." In truth, it was because Chen Pingping had arrived.

Having once slain the Demon Emperor, Chen Pingping was indeed the main figure! Now that he had reappeared here, on the Northern Border land, how many of the Demon Race would dare to face him? They naturally fled.

「Several hours later...」

The two finally met.

Guang Xiaoyu saw Chen Pingping from a distance and immediately put on an aggrieved expression as if about to burst into tears—though very few actual tears were shed. She rushed over with large strides, wailing, "Elder Brother, someone bullied me!"

She hugged him tightly, a swift and decisive movement.

Her delicate cheeks were buried in Chen Pingping's chest, her voice choked with emotion but without tears, as she incessantly complained about how she had been bullied recently.

For instance, a group of powerful Demon Race members had resurrected an Emperor Weapon and attempted to kill her. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Then there were the various schemes, taboos, Arrays, seals, and so on, that those scoundrels had laid out.

There was also that great battle not long ago, with dozens of Quasi-Emperor Realm entities taking action, wielding Emperor Weapons. The killing intent was overwhelming, and the battlefield stretched for millions of miles.

She had barely escaped with her life.

Yet, she had paid a terrible price; her body had suffered horrific injuries, and she had been on the verge of death.

Behind her, Li Qi's mouth twitched. Wasn't he the one who was nearly dead?

Wuxian and Anan trembled even more, exchanging glances, not daring to utter a word. Lord Demon Emperor really knows how to spin a tale, doesn't she? they thought.

But the effect seemed rather good.

Chen Pingping comforted her softly, "It's alright, I'm here now. If they dare to bully you next time, I, your elder brother, will wipe out the Northern Border to build a courtyard for you."

Guang Xiaoyu uttered an "Mhm," still sounding a bit aggrieved. "But Elder Brother… what if an Emperor Realm expert bullies me?"

"Hold on, I'll go back and bring reinforcements," Chen Pingping said, wiping away a bead of cold sweat.

"Oh? You're not going to do anything?" Guang Xiaoyu's eyes widened. "Someone is bullying me!"

"I know."

"So? Kill them?"

"Can't kill them."

"Eh… alright then! I'll let White Emperor, that Demon Girl, off for now," Guang Xiaoyu said, her eyes darting thoughtfully.

Sure enough, as soon as Guang Xiaoyu uttered the words "Emperor Realm," Chen Pingping immediately thought of the White Emperor. After all, the two women were old acquaintances, and on the Demon Race's vast land, only one Emperor Realm expert remained. Naturally, she couldn't be killed. Chen Pingping wiped another bead of cold sweat.

Behind him, Zhang Ziyu saw Guang Xiaoyu pouncing over. He initially wondered who it was, only to realize it was Chen Pingping's junior sister—so graceful, with clear eyes, and quite a spiritual air about her.

His heart fluttered; he was ready to show off a bit.

Yet, he heard Guang Xiaoyu speak of her grievances: formidable enemies had been trying to kill her, including, she claimed, dozens of Quasi-Emperor Realm entities and several Emperor Weapons.

Fuck?

Zhang Ziyu was startled.

On this barren land, there was such an assembly of power? Good thing he hadn't spoken! Otherwise, he might have embarrassed himself; experts of that level were not something he could face at the moment.

Although inwardly surprised, he managed to keep his composure.

But Guang Xiaoyu's mention of "White Emperor" threw Zhang Ziyu into complete disarray.

An Emperor Realm expert was bullying her? That Emperor Realm expert was the White Emperor? And she was letting the White Emperor off for now? He had a feeling this little girl was bluffing even harder than he could!

"Eh, Elder Brother, who is this silly-looking person?" Guang Xiaoyu finally noticed Zhang Ziyu standing behind Chen Pingping.

"..."

Fuck!

Zhang Ziyu felt a surge of anger.

It was one thing for Yue Wuxia to call him "silly"—after all, she was his woman—but for this young slip of a girl to address him so? Preposterous!

Zhang Ziyu rolled up his sleeves, ready to give a proper introduction and show this girl what was what.

Just then, the straw-shoed youth Wuxian called out, "Lord Demon Emperor, they're coming again!"

Demon Emperor!

Zhang Ziyu: "..."

In the distant sky, the silhouettes of a group of Demon Birds materialized. There were roughly thirty to fifty of them, enormous creatures, flapping their wings and hurtling forward, arriving at their location in moments.