I was reborn as the Early-Dead Demon Lord! I was imprisoned and spoiled by the Black Immortal Lord

Qingling Sword Sect.

The sunlight shines into the room through the window lattice, casting mottled light and shadows.

Lin Yuan lay quietly on the bed, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, as if he had just experienced an intense dream.

In the dream, a slender figure had his back to him and said in a low and resolute voice, "Little Immortal Lord, from now on we owe each other nothing!"

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Lin Yuan's heart. He suddenly reached out and tightly grasped the hand that was about to leave, shouting anxiously: "Gu Yi, don't go..."

The man was grabbed by Lin Yuan's hand, turned around and chuckled: "Little Immortal Lord... you must forget me!" There was a hint of determination and helplessness in his voice.

But his face was blurry, as if covered by a layer of mist, making it impossible to see his features, let alone touch his presence.

Lin Yuan had never met Gu Yi, but the slight fragrance of grass and trees in his memory followed him like a shadow and lingered for a long time.

"Gu Yi... don't go... don't... Gu Yi!!!" Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, gasping for breath, his eyes full of confusion and pain.

His heart was beating so hard it almost jumped out of his chest, and his body was shaking slightly.

"Xiao Yuan! My precious grandson, you're finally awake!"

Lin Hai shouted excitedly, then quickly rushed to the bedside, holding Lin Yuan's hand tightly, tears flowing uncontrollably. His voice was full of excitement:

"Where have you been these past four years? Grandpa has been looking for you. If your life plate hadn't been lit, I would have thought I'd never see you again. Fortunately, I finally found you now."

He held Lin Hai's hand and asked anxiously, "Grandpa?" Then, he asked anxiously, "Grandpa, where is Gu Yi? Have you seen him?"

"Intentionally? Intentionally what?"

Lin Hai frowned and asked in confusion.

He gently stroked Lin Yuan's forehead and said with concern: "Xiao Yuan, are you confused? Grandpa will ask the doctor to take a look at you."

Lin Yuan's eyes suddenly became confused. He stared blankly at the forest in front of him, a little dazed for a moment.

He blinked, and was incredulous to find that his vision had returned.

He murmured to himself, "My eyes..." Okay?

Lin Hai noticed something strange about Lin Yuan and quickly asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Yuan?"

Lin Yuan came back to his senses and tried to get off the bed. He asked anxiously and firmly, "Grandpa, was there anyone else with me when you found me?" He added impatiently, "His name is Gu Yi!"

Lin Hai hurriedly pushed Lin Yuan back onto the bed to stop him from getting up. He said nervously, "Xiao Yuan, don't worry, just lie down on the bed."

Then he continued, "When I found you, there was no one else around. I went to look for you because I sensed something was wrong with your life plate. When I got there, you were lying next to an ancient tree at the foot of Tongtian Peak. There was no one else around you."

Lin Yuan stared at the ground blankly, his heart filled with loss and confusion.

Gu Yi really left like this, but he clearly felt that he did not leave.

"Xiao Yuan, the person you were with is called Gu Yi?" Lin Hai looked at Lin Yuan's distraught expression and his expression became very serious. "If it really is him, then this matter will probably be very difficult."

Lin Yuan raised his head, looked at Lin Hai with a confused look, and asked doubtfully, "Grandpa, what do you mean by that? Do you know him?"

Lin Hai sighed deeply, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. "Not long after you disappeared, a demon leader suddenly rose to prominence in the Illusionary Demon Sect. His name was Gu Yi. He was extremely talented, reaching the Tribulation Crossing Stage in just three years. Furthermore, he acted decisively and ruthlessly, acting with swift resolution. In just three years, he successfully unified all the demon sects and proclaimed himself the Demon Lord."

Lin Hai stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes as he said, "A year ago, the righteous sects worked together to force Gu Yi to the top of Tongtian Peak. Gu Yi ruthlessly slaughtered all those who were surrounded and suppressed, and only one person returned alive."

"Demon Lord, Gu Yi..."

Lin Yuan listened to Lin Hai's words silently, recalling what Gu Yi had told him in the cave before.

"I was attacked and injured, and fell from Tongtian Peak. When I woke up, I was here."

"The Qingling Sword Sect isn't among those who are besieging the Demon Lord. I guess they're too busy looking for you to come out... Haha..."

"Little Immortal Lord, which side are you on? Aren't you happy that the Demon Lord is dead?"

"I was a subordinate of the Demon Lord. When he died, I was also being hunted."

"Little Immortal Lord... please take back your spiritual energy. I already have not much time left. I would be content to live for another half a month."

What subordinates of the Demon Lord? Gu Yi is the Demon Lord!

No wonder no matter how he asked, Gu Yi was always unwilling to reveal anything about herself.

Is it because he is afraid of being hunted down by the righteous?

Or do you simply not believe in yourself?

He knew from the beginning to the end that he was a member of the Qingling Sword Sect and knew everything about him.

But I knew nothing about him.

"You said that the person traveling with you was Gu Yi? If that's true, things could get really tricky. Many disciples died at the top of Tongtian Peak that day. If the news got out that Gu Yi wasn't dead, it would definitely cause a huge uproar, and might even trigger another bloody storm."

Lin Hai looked at his grandson with a distressed expression and asked, "Xiao Yuan, is your disappearance also related to this devil? Did he capture you?"

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and gritted his teeth as he said, "It has nothing to do with Gu Yi. Someone in the sect wants to kill me!"

"What did you say?" Lin Hai was shocked. Back then, Lin Yuan was only sixteen years old. Who was so cruel that he wanted to kill his precious grandson?

Lin Yuan sneered, a fierce look flashing in his eyes, and said, "Grandpa, is the Third Elder still in the sect?"

Lin Hai nodded and asked doubtfully, "Why are you asking this?"

Lin Yuan flexed his wrist and forced a cold smile on his face: "It's time to settle the old score with him!"

…………

four years ago.

At the top of Tongtian Peak, the wind was howling so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.

Lin Yuan stood there, his body shaking, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the wounds on his body were even more shocking.

Tears of blood were already flowing from his eyes, but his gaze was still full of indomitable spirit.

Not long ago, the Third Elder's vicious attack had caused him to suffer unprecedented damage, and at this moment he could hardly stand.

At this time, the third elder was approaching him step by step, with a cruel light flashing in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was raised again, as if ready to give Lin Yuan a fatal blow at any time.

Lin Yuan looked up at the Third Elder and said in a loud voice, "Chu Ping, are you so anxious for me to die?"