Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

A hundred years in the world of immortal cultivation is but a fleeting moment for a cultivator.

However, in this seemingly short century, several earth-shaking events occurred one after another.

The highly respected Jiuxiao Fairy of Lingxiao Sword Sect, who looked like a fairy from heaven, disappeared inexplicably overnight without a trace. This mysterious incident plunged the entire Lingxiao Sword Sect into deep panic and chaos.

At the same time, a new demon lord appeared among the demons.

This demon lord was extremely ruthless. He led the demon army with a thunderous force and successively wiped out the Beast Taming Sect and the Hundred Flowers Sect.

The former prosperity of the two places vanished in an instant, leaving only broken walls and devastation on the ground.

Such a tragic situation frightened countless cultivators, and the shadow of fear hung over the entire world of cultivation.

For a time, people were in panic, and everyone was deeply worried about their unknown fate.

In the distant demon territory, the Demon Palace is like a shining pearl standing in the darkness, extremely luxurious.

Quan Jiuxi leaned lazily on the throne that symbolized supreme authority, with an indifferent expression, as if nothing in the world was pleasing to her eyes.

The demon servant behind him fanned the room carefully, his movements gentle and respectful.

On the exquisitely carved table, various spiritual fruits were placed, and the fragrance of fruit was everywhere. However, this tempting aroma could not dispel the deep look in Quan Jiuxi's eyes.

"My Lord, Lord Duogui requests to see you."

The demon servant spoke softly, his voice very low, not daring to disturb the woman who was resting with her eyes closed. It seemed that even his breathing had become cautious.

"Let him in." Quan Jiuxi opened her red lips slightly, her voice cold.

The demon servant responded hurriedly and retreated respectfully, his steps hurried, not daring to delay for even a moment.

"My Lord, my Lord, there is something unusual happening in the Demon Realm!" Duogui walked in quickly, looking anxious. There were even beads of sweat on his forehead, and the wind created by his footsteps made his clothes flutter.

Quan Jiuxi slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were like deep pools, making it difficult to discern the emotions within. "Xiaoyi, what's wrong?"

【My Lord, the fusion has been successful.】

Quan Jiuxi stood up, his black robe fluttering in the wind, "Then let's go and take a look together."

"Yes!"

At the entrance of the Demon Realm, Dugui, Xuemeng and others stood behind Quan Jiuxi, and whispers kept coming from them, the sound was like the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies.

"Will the demon appear?"

"If the Demon God appears, will he fight a fierce battle with the Demon Lord?"

"I don't know who is better between the two."

"Who should we listen to then?"

Quan Jiuxi tilted his head slightly and swept his sharp eyes over the crowd. The whispers disappeared without a trace in an instant. Everyone was silent and dared not say anything more.

During these hundred years, they were completely subjugated to Quan Jiuxi's strength.

Quan Jiuxi looked straight ahead and took the lead in entering the Demonic Realm. The crowd behind him followed closely, each holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

As soon as they entered the Demon Realm, the dark aura grew thicker like thick ink, enveloping them tightly.

The surroundings were filled with strange fog, surging and rolling as if it had life, greatly obstructing people's vision.

Just as everyone was groping forward cautiously, the originally gray sky was instantly dyed into a shocking blood red, and the rumbling thunder was like the roar of war drums.

A huge black shadow descended from the sky with an earth-shattering aura, accompanied by a strong wind that was almost torn apart, making everyone lose their balance and fall to the ground.

After everything calmed down a little, Chi Xuanye's figure slowly emerged from the smoke.

He has an extremely charming face, and his captivating purple eyes are as deep as the abyss, like mysterious amethyst, exuding a magical power that makes people sink into it.

His silver hair fell like a waterfall, and the horns on his head were thick and sharp, showing his majesty as a demon god.

Her nose was straight, and her lips were thin and rosy, but she had a faint smile on her face.

Broad shoulders, slender figure, and muscular lines faintly visible under the black robe, full of power.

It was still the same robe that Quan Jiuxi threw down that year.

Chi Xuanye's gaze immediately turned to Quan Jiuxi, and their eyes met, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Chi Xuanye raised an ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth and spoke softly, his voice clear and sharp with a hint of indescribable allure, "Master, long time no see."

The demons dared not to breathe, and were all silent as a cicada in fear, their eyes wide open, staring nervously at the situation in front of them.

What?

Master?

The Demon Lord’s disciple is a demon god?

Quan Jiuxi looked calm as he slowly walked forward and stood in front of Chi Xuanye, saying softly, "A hundred years."

Chi Xuanye lowered his eyes upon hearing this. His once fierce eyes were now filled with anticipation and nervousness. He asked, "Master, are you here to pick me up?"

As he said this, he couldn't wait to pull up Quan Jiuxi's hand that was hanging by his side.

Quan Jiuxi did not refuse, but nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

An ecstatic smile instantly spread across Chi Xuanye's face. The smile was like the warm spring sun, making his whole body glow with a different kind of brilliance.

He held Quan Jiuxi's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

Upon seeing this, the demons looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do.

They could never have imagined that such a scene would occur, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Sir, the little villain looks so pitiful." Xiaoyi said at the right time.

The next second, he met Chi Xuanye's murderous eyes. His purple eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, emitting a chilling coldness.

Xiaoyi was so frightened that his whole body began to tremble involuntarily and he fainted instantly.

Quan Jiuxi frowned and looked at Xiaoyi, but was brought back to his senses by Chi Xuanye.

"Master, I miss you so much." He turned to look at Quan Jiuxi, his voice full of longing.

Quan Jiuxi chuckled, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and reached out to rub his head, "Let's go back first."

When Chi Xuanye heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face. His smile was extremely bright and he was as happy as a big dog that was loved by its owner.

The two men walked forward, Chi Xuanye followed Quan Jiuxi, and his eyes swept over the demons without any emotion, but it made them shiver.

Xue Meng looked at Quan Jiuxi and then at Chi Xuanye, and finally fixed his gaze on the two people's clasped hands.

I rely on!

This is so exciting!

what's the situation?

Are they master and disciple or a couple?

"Welcome back the demon god!"

When Ying Jue, Ying Sha and others saw Chi Xuan Ye come out, they felt the unique and powerful bloodline and confirmed his identity as the Demon God. They excitedly shouted in unison, full of awe and respect.

Chi Xuanye stood behind Quan Jiuxi, looking confused. "Master, who are they?"

"Your future subordinates." Quan Jiuxi said lightly with a calm expression.

Chi Xuanye's eyes flashed with surprise, but it disappeared in an instant, "Master, they are demons? And they are still calling me Demon God, what does that mean?"

Quan Jiuxi scratched his head. Could it be that fusion is the same as no fusion?

“You have no memory?”

"What memory? I only remember that you pushed me down." As he said this, Chi Xuanye's eyes were filled with grievance and resentment.