My Demon Queen

"Oh, now you're not stupid anymore."

Ye An said with a little surprise. He really didn't expect that the old cow, who looked a little silly on weekdays, could grasp the key so quickly.

"Oh, don't keep me in suspense. Come on, my dear brother."

Lao Niu was extremely anxious. He grabbed Ye An's shoulders with his strong hands and began to shake him hard, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to throw Ye An out.

"Stop, stop. I'm telling you, if you keep shaking me like this, my brain will be turned into mush. How can I give you any advice?"

Ye An was shaken all over the place, feeling dizzy and shouting loudly, trying to get Lao Niu to stop this crazy behavior.

"Oh, you talk, I'm listening."

When Lao Niu heard Ye An's cry, he realized his mistake and quickly let go of his hand. He stared at Ye An without blinking, looking nervous and anxious.

"Now go find your master and tell him the truth about everything that happened today, why and for what. Confess everything."

Ye An said helplessly, with a trace of determination in his eyes. At this moment, he could only choose to take this gamble. After all, today's attack in the blood pool had completely destroyed the original plan.

"Is this okay?"

Lao Niu's brows were tightly furrowed, his face full of confusion and anxiety, and his dark face looked even gloomier at the moment.

"This is the only way to save your life."

Ye An sighed, looking quite helpless. He looked at the old cow, not completely sure in his heart, but this was the only solution he could think of at the moment.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

After saying that, the old cow turned around in a panic, staggered, and ran away, his huge body looking particularly clumsy in the narrow passage.

Ye An looked at the old cow's embarrassed back and shook his head helplessly, while his eyes slowly looked towards the deep end of the stone corridor.

"The plan has completely failed, but what do you mean now, why did you do this?"

Ye An looked at the end of the darkness, muttering to himself, his eyes full of doubt and confusion. He shook his head, then turned back and began to choose a technique.

"Five-wheel Fire Separation Technique, advanced heavenly level."

"This technique is interesting. It's similar to the one in a novel I read."

When Ye An saw this technique, he thought to himself, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll take this."

"Okay, Brother Ye, I'll leave the elixirs and secret manuals here to you, and I'll take the rest."

The guard said this expressionlessly, then quickly left with the other skills.

"It seems that there is no way to leave, alas!"

Ye An held the Five-Wheel Fire Separation Technique with a gloomy look on his face. He thought secretly, his heart filled with loss and unwillingness.

Pool of blood.

It is a rare opportunity for sisters Mo Qingcheng and Ruxue to be able to spend time together quietly without being disturbed, so they naturally cherish it very much and are reluctant to separate easily.

"My Lord, Black Bull wants to see you!"

The man in black robe suddenly appeared like a ghost and spoke respectfully in a low and awe-filled voice.

"You take care of his affairs. Just remember to keep him alive. You should know what to do."

Mo Qingcheng's cold voice sounded, as if without a trace of emotion, which made people shudder.

"Yes." The man in black robe responded respectfully, then turned around and left quickly.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the tranquil pool of blood, her eyes as calm as water, without a trace of ripples, as if nothing in the world could create a ripple in her heart.

"Okay, Ruxue, it's time for you to go back. I'm going to enter the blood pool too."

Mo Qingcheng said softly, with a firmness in her voice that could not be refused, and the tone seemed to be announcing an irreversible decision.

"So soon! I want to spend more time with my sister!"

Mo Ruxue raised her lips, her face full of reluctance and her eyes full of reluctance.

"Okay, you can come anytime from now on. I promise you."

Mo Qingcheng's tone softened a little, and she reached out and gently stroked Mo Ruxue's hair.

"really?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Mo Ruxue's eyes, like a child who had obtained his most beloved toy.

"Of course it is."

Mo Qingcheng smiled and nodded.

After Mo Qingcheng finished speaking, she slowly walked into the pool of blood. The thick blood instantly wrapped around her body, and she began to absorb the life force.

Ruxue watched her sister gradually sink into the blood pool. Even though she was reluctant, she had no choice but to turn around and happily left the blood pool.

In the cave.

Ye An sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and the air around him seemed to become solidified because of his concentration.

He followed the instructions of the Five Wheels Fire Separation Method and began to practice it with full concentration.

The process of cultivation is boring and tedious, and it is even more difficult because you have to start from scratch.

Every operation of spiritual power requires extreme concentration and patience, and any carelessness may result in all previous efforts being wasted.

The night passed quickly, Ye An's forehead was covered with sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

At this difficult moment, a roar suddenly came from his body, and he finally broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

At this moment, the place where the golden elixir was originally in the body shattered and turned into a little man who looked like Ye An.

"I'm at the Nascent Soul stage. So, I have a lifespan of 500 years!"

Ye An felt the earth-shaking changes in his body, the vigorous vitality flowing in his meridians, and the baby-like self in his body, as well as the strong vitality. His heart was full of surprise and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

However, when Ye An stepped out to check, the baby-like Ye An had turned black.

"I don't know what happened to the old cow. I'll go to the blood pool and take a look."

Ye An was worried about Lao Niu and decided to go to the blood pool to find out what was going on.

After saying that, Ye An stood up and walked towards the blood pool. Along the way, he felt uneasy, not knowing what was waiting for him.

When Ye An came to the blood pool, his eyes were immediately attracted by the slender figure in the center of the pool.

The water in the blood pool was a thick crimson color, as if it were an endless abyss, exuding a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.

The graceful figure in green clothes looked particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the pool of blood.

Ye An stood there quietly, staring at the person in the pool intently, his heart filled with amazement and emotion, and for a moment he even forgot to breathe.

"There is no beauty in the world, but beauty is what pleases the eye."

Ye An's voice was full of undisguised admiration and emotion. He couldn't help but recite this poem, and his voice echoed beside the empty blood pool.

Mo Qingcheng heard Ye An's voice and slowly turned her head. Her eyes met Ye An's. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped flowing.

"Can you also compose poetry?"

Mo Qingcheng's voice was still ethereal and crisp. Although she did not open her mouth, her voice was clearly transmitted to Ye An's ears, like the sound of immortals.

"Uh, I feel it, I feel it."

Ye An smiled awkwardly and scratched his head. He didn't expect that his casual recitation of poetry would attract Mo Qingcheng's attention. At this moment, his face turned slightly red.

"You shouldn't be here right now."

After Mo Qingcheng said this, she closed her eyes and no longer looked at Ye An.

There was no expression on her face, but Ye An could feel her indifference and alienation, as if she had built an invisible high wall in front of her.

"Um, should I wait until you finish absorbing it before I come back?"

There was a hint of embarrassment in Ye An's voice, and he rubbed his hands helplessly.

"If you know this, why did you come here?"

Mo Qingcheng's tone was as cold as ice, and her eyes revealed a hint of undisguised impatience, which seemed to be able to freeze Ye An in an instant.

"I don't know many people here, and Lao Niu is one of them. If he dies, I will have to come and collect his body, right?"

Ye An stopped beating around the bush and spoke bluntly. He raised his head and looked at Mo Qingcheng with a firm gaze.

Mo Qingcheng opened her eyes and looked at Ye An coldly, with a hint of undisguised disgust in her eyes, as if Ye An was a fly that she hated.

"You have a good relationship with him?"

Mo Qingcheng's tone became increasingly cold, as if it could instantly freeze the air around them, making people shudder.

Ye An felt Mo Qingcheng's cold tone, but he still replied calmly:

"The relationship between prisoners and jailers."

"A prisoner should have the awareness of a prisoner!"

Mo Qingcheng's tone became increasingly cold, which also made Ye An understand his identity more clearly. Those words were like sharp ice thorns, piercing Ye An's heart.

"Indeed, but since I received the technique yesterday, I feel that I am still valuable to you."

Ye An sat down cross-legged without any concern, looking Mo Qingcheng in the eye. His eyes were full of determination and fearlessness, as if he was not intimidated by Mo Qingcheng's majesty.

"Oh? You guessed it?"

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An and spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible surprise flashing in her eyes. She didn't expect Ye An to be so sharp.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's calm expression and knew that he had guessed right.

"Uh, yes, after all, it was the Empress who appreciated him!"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng with an awkward expression, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Empress? What makes you think I'm the empress?"

Mo Qingcheng's tone was full of coldness and disdain, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, as if Ye An's guess was a huge joke.