The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

After the last team of monks from the Huming Sect arrived, the organizer had to give the order. The person responsible for opening the ruins was the old man from the Mohist Mechanical Sect. He was the oldest and the most prestigious among the leaders, so he would be the host of this event.

"Ahem, be quiet. Listen carefully, my fellow disciples. This secret realm will be open for three days. You can take back the treasures you find in these three days to your own sect. Don't be greedy. Come back immediately or early when the time comes. Otherwise, once I close the door, you will be trapped inside. The next time it will be open three years later. Did you all hear clearly?"

"Also, you little brats are forbidden to fight each other in there. If you are caught, have your sect take you back and punish you severely."

"Leader, give each of them a teleportation talisman. No matter how deep they go, as long as they pinch the teleportation talisman, they can be teleported back to the teleportation array at the entrance. This can save lives, so be sure to hold it well."

"Ahem, alright, go ahead."

Old Master Mo said no more words, and with a set of techniques, he opened a door in the barrier in front of him. The disciples entered in order, and everything was in order under the old man's care.

Mr. Fuso did not come in. Chu Wan Ning looked back in confusion. Isn’t he the captain of the team?

It turned out that none of the team leaders came in. Fusang happened to see Chu Wanning and nodded at her. Chu Wanning felt warm in her heart and was about to smile and nod in return when a tall figure blocked her sight. It was Fu Qian. He smiled playfully, and Chu Wanning knew he did it on purpose. She rolled her eyes at him and walked forward.

Chu Wan Ning looked around and saw some foundation stones of ruins exposed in the boundless desert, and occasionally a few withered spiritual herbs could be seen. Some of the disciples who came in formed small teams, while others went their own way and began to disperse and explore ahead.

Chu Wan Ning was naturally in the same team with Xiao Yu. When Xiao Yu came over, there was another person following behind her. Chu Wan Ning then saw Chu Wan Xin. Why did this kid have such a low sense of presence? In that case, Chu Wan Xin must join them. Fu Qian also wanted to be in the same team with Chu Wan Ning. A four-person team was formed.

Gu A'lu was walking with an unknown female cultivator with her face covered, followed by the disciples from Xianshu Peak, including Xia Chong and Xiao Hong.

The rest of the people also divided into teams and headed inside. Those who rushed faster were already digging spiritual herbs.

Xiaoyu rushed to the front with a small shovel, Chu Wanxin followed behind her, Chu Wanning and Fu Qian walked slowly.

In Chu Wan Ning's opinion, this is just the outermost area and there is nothing valuable there. The spiritual herbs are also the most common ones with the lowest price. The most important thing is to observe the surroundings carefully and find the core of the ruins. Otherwise, it will be like flying around without a head and you will definitely gain nothing.

Suddenly, Chu Wan Ning saw a palace in front of her. She called Xiao Yu to follow her, then summoned the Sword of True Knowledge and flew away. Fu Qian followed closely behind. Xiao Yu looked up and quickly pulled Chu Wan Xin to follow.

The masked woman next to Gu Alu also summoned her sword and flew with Gu Alu to the ruins of the main hall. Then everyone followed.

Chu Wan Ning landed in front of the collapsed hall and found the statue of the Nine-Colored Deer. After being eroded by wind and sand, the building and the statue were severely weathered, and the original carved words could no longer be seen. Xiao Yu followed her and sighed:

“Life is like a fleeting moment in the universe.”

After saying that, she was about to step into the ancient palace, but she spotted a mid-level sand armor grass in the corner. She rushed over excitedly, dug it out in a few seconds, and put it in the storage bag. She said excitedly to Chu Wan Ning:

"This one is worth 500 middle-grade spirit stones. What a good thing! I love this place so much! Hahaha!"

Chu Wan Ning saw that she was like a money-grubber, devoted to making money by digging spiritual herbs, so she let her be.

Chu Wanxin also held a small shovel in her hand. She became more and more shy. She just stood beside Fu Qian like a young wife and did not jump out like Xiaoyu.

"Wan Xin, come quickly, there are a lot of spiritual herbs here, come and help me!"

Xiaoyu found a pile of spiritual herbs in the corner, but couldn't dig them all up, so she asked Chu Wanxin to dig them up.

Chu Wanxin agreed softly, her voice as sweet as an oriole. She shyly and shyly performed the palace greetings to Fu Qian. She looked into Fu Qian's eyes and said softly and quietly:

"Brother Fu, I'll go and help you then."

Then he walked slowly and gracefully towards Xiaoyu.

Chu Wan Ning carefully looked at her sister, then looked at Fu Qian. "Are you two having problems?" Fu Qian was still smiling. He wished that Chu Wan Ning would be jealous!

Ah, this, my second sister likes Fu Qian!

I used to think she was just a child, but now when I look at Chu Wanxin's back, I can see that she is a beautiful lady. She walks gracefully and speaks softly. If I marry her, she will definitely be very considerate and gentle. Which man wouldn't love her?

She seemed to have fallen in love with Fu Qian, and her eyes showed how devoted she was. She used to be timid, but now she took the initiative and tried to control Fu Qian with every move, and took the initiative to fight for herself.

Chu Wan Ning shook her head. Sigh, look at Fu Qian’s love debts, which have made so many girls sad.

"Xiaoyu, I'll go inside. If you have anything, let me know."

Chu Wan Ning was about to go inside, Xiao Yu was still grunting as she dug spiritual herbs, and even the Second Princess Chu Wan Xin, who had just walked gracefully, was also digging spiritual herbs with a dusty face.

"Go ahead, I'll catch up with you guys later. If you have any problems, send me a message. I've made a fortune, hahaha!"

Xiaoyu was immersed in the joy of digging spiritual herbs.

Chu Wan Ning guessed that she was just digging wherever she went, but there was no way she could dig all of these spiritual herbs.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you."

Fu Qian stepped forward and said.

He was eager to get rid of Xiaoyu, the light bulb that always followed him around. Now, he could be alone with Chu Wanning.

Chu Wan Ning nodded and walked into the hall. Although the outside was severely weathered, the hall was full of sand, which was more than two feet deep. Fu Qian cast a spell, and a small tornado rolled the sand into the desert, clearing the place.

Chu Wan Ning looked up and saw murals all around, some of which had fallen off, while others were still intact.

Above the mural is the widely circulated story of the Deer King.

According to legend, there was a beautiful deer on the banks of the Ganges River in ancient India. Her fur was made up of nine different colors, and her posture was graceful and breathtaking.

One day, the Nine-Colored Deer rescued a drowning man in the Ganges River. When the drowning man, Tiaoda, wanted to repay it, the Nine-Colored Deer only asked him to keep the secret of having seen it. The drowning man readily agreed and left to express his gratitude.

In the luxurious palace, the queen dreamed of the beautiful Nine-Colored Deer. She wanted to use the colorful deer skin to make a mattress and the deer antlers to make a Buddha handle. After the queen's repeated requests, the king, who loved his wife dearly, finally agreed and announced to the world a reward for the Nine-Colored Deer with a large sum of money.

Under the temptation of a large sum of money, the drowning man revealed the secret to the king and led the king and his army to hunt the Nine-Colored Deer.

Although the Nine-Colored Deer had the news from its friend the crow, it still didn't have time to avoid the drowning. When it saw the drowning man, tears of grief and anger flowed down its eyes. It explained everything to the king in human language, and the king was moved and ordered that no one should harm or capture the Nine-Colored Deer.

The drowning man, because he broke his promise, suddenly had sores all over his body and a foul smell in his mouth.