Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan didn't have time to confirm with Suijiu, so the elder sister continued nonchalantly:

"What's the difference? People like them who came to this world through strength and killing can be found everywhere in the Primal Chaos Void and the Nine Netherworlds."

At that moment, Jiang Tingwan suddenly felt that Wen Bumian was not so scary after all.

"So many Demon Lords? Don't they fight? Don't they strive to be the boss?" Jiang Tingwan asked subconsciously.

"Fight! Of course not!" The second sister replied while eating melon seeds, "Not just them, all these people with some stories fought hard when they first came. They fought in the Nine Netherworld, in the Sky Palace, and in the Primal Chaos Void. Those who can beat them survived, and those who can't beat them didn't die. The result of fighting in the end was that they got tired of it. In the end, they found that only the most beautiful woman was interesting. She didn't use magic and spiritual power, and she could find something to do to pass most of the time."

"So, this is the power of our master. It is said that she is the only female master among the four masters of the world. She discovered at the very beginning that the final state of immortality is boredom, dullness, and endless torture. Therefore, she used her own magic power to build this city and create the current order, which is infinitely close to the original life."

After saying this, the eldest sister's face suddenly turned ugly, and the last sentence was filled with a fear that surpassed everything.

Jiang Tingwan looked at the scene in the city and suddenly felt an indescribable shock in his heart. That feeling could be described in one sentence: after awakening, these people still returned to the starting point.

This feeling was so terrible, so terrifying that she didn't have the courage to think about it.

"I have another question. Are all the people who come to this world the same as us?"

"As far as I know... no." The eldest sister regained her composure and shook her head. "People fall here every once in a while. They come from different worlds and for different reasons. Just like when I was in the Nine Netherworld, I heard that people there always like to shout one thing when they go crazy. Hiss... what's it called?"

The eldest sister's memory suddenly got stuck and she started to think seriously.

The fourth sister took over the conversation: "Don't ascend!"

"Yes! That's it." The eldest sister spat out a mouthful of melon seed shells. "People there love to shout this when they go crazy. They grab people and shout, 'Don't ascend, don't ascend!' I heard from the people in Lingxiao Palace that these people are immortals in the world of immortal cultivation. They cultivated to the end and cultivated themselves thoroughly, so they came here."

“There’s also the Chaos Void. It’s said that when the world was created, they somehow ended up here and have never left since.” The second sister added.

Jiang Tingwan was so shocked that she could hardly speak. However, her remaining rationality urged her to continue asking, "Have the four sisters been to the other three worlds?"

"Of course, except for the first time when I fell down and was fought over by Xingli and the other three, if I could still survive after sacrificing myself, I might fall into the other three worlds when I was reborn. We have been to all four worlds, but only the most beautiful world made us feel that immortality is still interesting."

Jiang Tingwan gave a dry laugh and observed the expressions of the four people before he dared to continue asking, "What exactly is this sacrifice? What is the food slave that Xingli at the city gate mentioned?"

The four people's expressions changed at the same time. They stopped what they were doing and looked at her. Jiang Tingwan was about to explain something when the four people's expressions relaxed again.

"This sacrifice is when the sun gets bigger and bigger after dawn, and it becomes too big to look directly at. The whole world will be scorched. The intense sunlight will make all magic powers ineffective. People who get close to the sun will not only be unable to die, but will also feel the most unbearable pain in their lives."

"At that time, an indistinct black monster will appear above the sun. To end this suffering, you must feed it souls. When it is big enough, it will swallow the sun and bring a long night of safety."

"People who are fed are called food slaves. We are all food slaves prepared by the Lord of the Four Realms for that black monster."

"Those who are eaten will not die?" Jiang Tingwan thought of the immortal setting of this world. If so, becoming food slaves would not be a terrible thing for them.

Unexpectedly, the four of them were all silent, with a slightly strange expression on their faces.

"He might die." The eldest sister looked over.

"More and more people have been eaten these few times and failed to be reborn."

There was an expression in their eyes that they themselves could not explain. Between immortality and death, they could no longer tell which was more frightening.

"What is the method of being chosen as a slave?" She had to ask this clearly. She, Mu Yunzhong, and Meng Ziyuan were not immortal. They didn't want to be chosen and die before finding a way out.

The four of them shook their heads in unison.

Eldest sister: "No. Just keep feeding it until it's bigger than the sun."

"But didn't you say that all magic powers would be ineffective under the sun? Wouldn't the masters of the four realms be the same as us then? Why are we the only ones who are slaves? What on earth are they?"

Jiang Tingwan asked the question cautiously, and the four of them lowered their bodies and voices in unison. It felt like ordinary people in the mortal world did not dare to criticize the emperor.

"I don't know. This place already existed when we got here. Some people say that the masters of these four realms are not actually people, but the four realms themselves. They can be anyone in this world. Maybe it's me, maybe it's her, or maybe it's you."

After saying this, the four people began to look at each other with wary eyes, as if this possibility had already occurred.

When this thought came to mind, the four of them straightened up in unison and distanced themselves from each other.

Jiang Tingwan noticed the expressions of the four people and smiled innocently, "What are you four sisters afraid of? We didn't say anything, and we won't die anyway..."

Jiang Tingwan's words were directly covered by the third sister's hand, "Don't talk nonsense, the masters of the four realms are more terrifying than those man-eating monsters. There is also a saying that the reason they became the masters of the four realms is because those who died at their hands cannot be resurrected..."

"Is there such a saying?" Jiang Tingwan pried open his third sister's hands and exclaimed.

"As for rumors, this world has existed longer than all the lives of all people combined. There are many versions of the story about the Lord of the Four Realms."

"Are there any other versions?" Jiang Tingwan asked curiously.

But the four people opposite fell silent again and looked at Jiang Tingwan with a weird smile.

"It's settled!" said the eldest sister.

"Enough of the fun!" said the second sister.

"I said a few more sentences than last time." said the third sister.

"Fortunately, you told a good story. Otherwise, your behavior of asking questions would be too much of a protagonist. We almost couldn't help it."

The eldest sister added: "At least I called you sisters a few times, let's end it now."

The remaining three said in unison: "Thank you for keeping us company, the rest is up to you."

After that, the four of them smiled in unison once again, patted their butts, stood up, and left Jiang Tingwan's sight together.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Jiang Tingwan hadn't reacted yet and was confused as he looked at the four people who suddenly left.

"I haven't figured it out yet. Are they using you to entertain themselves?"