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

Chu Ping's expression was ferocious, and he gritted his teeth as he said, "Lin Yuan, you rely on being the grandson of the Sect Leader to look down on everyone. You injured my son Chu Jing during the sect competition. Do you know that you have ruined the rest of his life?"

As he spoke, he pointed the sword in his hand at Lin Yuan and approached step by step.

Facing Chu Ping's questioning, Lin Yuan curled up his lips into a cold smile. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he raised his pale face and replied coldly, "So what? He deserves it!"

"You little bastard, if the master hadn't protected you, I would have cut you into pieces to avenge my Jing'er!" Chu Ping said with a gloomy face, looking at Lin Yuan with eyes full of hatred.

Lin Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision blurred because of the injury just now.

Chu Ping continued to roar: "I won't let you die so easily. I will make you live a life worse than death. Let you also taste the pain of my son." His voice was full of murderous intent.

However, just as Chu Ping's hand was about to grab Lin Yuan, a faint sound of footsteps came from the distance.

Although it was very faint, it was particularly clear in the silent forest.

When Chu Ping heard this voice, his face changed and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that if someone found out that he attacked Lin Yuan here, the consequences would be disastrous.

After all, Lin Yuan is the grandson of the sect leader. Once the matter is exposed, the sect leader will not let him go.

Chu Ping's eyes turned fierce, and he made a quick decision. He suddenly changed his grab to a push and hit Lin Yuan with all his strength.

Lin Yuan was caught off guard and lost his balance, flying towards the edge of the cliff.

The cliff is so bottomless that it is frightening at first glance.

Lin Yuan only felt that his body suddenly became lighter, and then he quickly fell down the cliff.

“Who is there!”

Chu Ping turned around and shouted angrily. He wanted to see clearly who had made the footsteps, but there was no response except the sound of the wind.

Chu Ping was a little confused. Could it be that he was just too nervous and had hallucinations?

Or did someone really pass by here just now, but has left now?

In any case, Chu Ping decided to leave this place first.

If someone witnessed all this, he must find a way to cover up the truth as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking at the bottomless abyss below, thinking to himself: "With Lin Yuan's foundation-building cultivation, after being severely injured by me and blinded, if he falls from here, there is no way he will survive."

Lin Yuan's falling body suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if it had hit an invisible barrier.

Lin Yuan's body began to slide along the edge of the barrier and fell into a coma.

"Xiao Yuan, what you said is true. Did Chu Ping really do it?" Lin Hai slammed the table angrily after hearing this. "This is outrageous! He has been in my sect for so many years, and I have never treated him unfairly. I never thought he would actually want to kill my grandson!"

"Grandpa, the news of my return to the sect has spread. Where is Chu Ping now?" Lin Yuan asked.

"I'll catch the man right now!" Lin Hai said angrily, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Lin Yuan got off the bed and came to the mirror.

Four years of blindness had almost made him accustomed to the darkness.

How did his eyes heal? Was it because he advanced to the Golden Core stage? Or was it Grandpa who cured him?

Unfortunately, his eyesight healed, but Gu Yi was not by his side. He really wanted to see what Gu Yi looked like...

Lin Yuan suddenly felt dizzy. He leaned on the table with his head down and it took him a long time to recover.

When he raised his head again, a flash of black energy passed between his eyebrows.

"Xiao Yuan! Xiao Yuan!" Suddenly two people rushed in from outside the door and hugged Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan was being hugged from both sides, and he didn't push away. He was stunned for a long time before he smiled and said helplessly, "Alright, stop hugging me, let me go."

One of these two people is his brother Lin Ning, and the other is his senior brother Xiao Cheng.

"Xiao Yuan, we have been looking for you for the past four years." Lin Ning held him tightly.

Xiao Cheng is now on the side: "Okay, okay, Xiao Ning, Xiao Yuan just woke up, don't scare him!"

Lin Yuan scoffed: "Who? Me?"

The three of them grew up together and were inseparable. It seemed that during the years he was away, Lin Ning and Xiao Cheng must have put a lot of effort into finding him.

"As soon as I heard grandpa say you were back, I rushed back immediately. Xiao Yuan, where have you been for the past four years? Why can't we find you no matter how hard we try?" Lin Ning said as she accidentally caught a glimpse of the marks on Lin Yuan's neck.

This is the tooth mark left by Gu Yi when they were practicing dual cultivation.

Xiao Cheng naturally saw it too. The two of them looked at each other and understood each other.

"Xiao Yuan, tell me the truth, have you been bullied?" Xiao Cheng asked directly.

When Lin Yuan heard them ask this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother, Senior Brother, do you have a portrait of the Demon Lord?"

"Demon Lord? Are you talking about the Demon Lord Gu Yi who died a year ago?" Because Gu Yi is the self-proclaimed Demon Lord, there is only one Demon Lord in this book.

Before him, the Demon Cult was in pieces and there was no Demon Lord at all.

After him, He Yan's strength was not enough to convince the people, so he was just a leader of the Demon Cult. Over the past year, the Demon Cult seemed to be on the verge of falling apart.

"Hey? I have it, I have it!" Lin Ning rummaged around in her Qiankun bag and pulled out a bunch of messy sketchbooks and books.

"I remember there was some kind of beauty ranking list. It should be in there."

Xiao Cheng frowned as he looked at the mess of books spread out on the ground by Lin Ning, with a helpless look on his face: "How could you have such a thing?"

"Oh. I just took a look when I was free." Lin Ning said with a playful smile, and then found the "Beauty Ranking" among a pile of books.

"Found it, this is it!" Lin Yuan snatched the album and flipped through it in his hand.

"Xiao Yuan, you're also on top of this!" Lin Ning chuckled, "It seems I'm also on top of this."

"Here!" Lin Yuan found Gu Yi's portrait at the tenth place on the ranking list.

It’s not quite the same as the demon cult I imagined.

Gu Yi in the portrait was wearing a blue and white robe and a fox fur cloak. He looked gentle and elegant, not like a demon cultist, but more like a frail scholar.

He wore a mask on his face, revealing only his chin and a small mouth.

"Why? Wearing a mask? We can't see your face!" Lin Yuan frowned.

"He has always been like this, wearing a mysterious mask. I don't know why he is still on the list!" Lin Ning rolled her eyes.

Xiao Cheng knocked him on the head: "You don't practice well, your mind is full of useless things. Look at my junior brother, he is already a golden elixir, but you are still in the foundation-building stage!"