Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

The Demon Realm.

It is located in a Demon Lord's Palace, situated in a volcanic lava-like environment, hot and dark, with the building's overall dark red color.

Yan Ji's beautiful, captivating, majestic, and unapproachable figure sat on the crimson throne in the main hall, her legs crossed, her full, rounded, and perfectly curved top-quality legs, clad in long boots, pressed together.

Her right fingers gently touched the side of her face. Her face, which was usually perfect and stunning but cold and intimidating, seemed to be in a daze and lost in thought.

She spent about half the day in this state.

The image of that handsome young man, with his confident, serene smile, subconsciously surfaced in my mind again...

From the day she was born until now, very few people have been able to defeat her.

Within the realm of peace, there are almost none who can rival her.

Not to mention being able to defeat her with a lower level of strength.

To be honest, he was indeed an admirable guy...

Although that guy must have used some kind of trick to defeat her.

But methods are part of strength, aren't they?

The demon race is inherently a race that values ​​results; no matter how powerful a demon is, if they fail, there should be no excuses...

Yan Ji suddenly came to her senses.

hateful!

Why are you thinking about that human kid again?!

Yan Ji raised her palm and slammed it heavily on her chest, gritting her teeth and letting out a muffled groan of pain.

She twisted her fingers so hard that the tips even dug deep into her flesh, drawing blood.

This is the only way she can stay awake all day!

But this can't go on forever, can it?

You can't always resort to self-harm, can you?

Moreover, Yan Ji could clearly feel that she was thinking about Ye Ge more and more often, and she always had an urge to see him, especially last night when she even had a lewd dream about Ye Ge! Enraged, Yan Ji burned the bed with her demonic flames after waking up!

"What exactly happened? Even the Soul-Devouring Flower shouldn't have such a powerful effect, right? And Ye Ge is only at the Myriad Manifestations Realm, how could he cast such a powerful illusion?"

Yan Ji has tried various methods and cultivation spells that can purify the mind and spirit over the past few days.

But none of them worked!

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The wound on his chest, from which blood was gushing, had already healed rapidly thanks to the demons' powerful regenerative abilities.

Yan Ji pondered.

"wrong......"

"The illusion should have been dispelled long ago."

"What remains now is not the effect of illusion, but emotion!"

"It should be considered a side effect of the Soul-Devouring Passion Flower."

"No living being can sever its emotions..."

"And the more this emotion is suppressed, the stronger it seems to rebound..."

Yan Ji said angrily, "That's despicable! He actually forced his love into my body, making me fall in love with him!"

"Unforgivable..."

In this case...

I might as well go find him!

Since this bastard did this, he has to be held responsible!

"Wow..."

Yan Ji stood up, her gorgeous red dress swung around, and her beautiful figure disappeared into the Demon Lord's palace along with the burning flames.

......

War Academy.

Principal's office.

Ye Ge was suddenly summoned by Lan Mi today, and it sounded quite urgent. I wonder what it was about.

"Teacher, why did you call me over in such a hurry? Is there something you need?"

Ye Ge looked at Lan Mi, who was busy behind her desk, and asked in a blank and curious manner.

"Call my sister."

"......elder sister."

"Hmm." Lan Mi smiled, seemingly having finally finished her work. She placed a bottle of prepared magic potion and a bunch of pill bottles on the table.

"I heard you did something really amazing a couple of days ago," Lan Mi said. "You killed three demon generals and drove away a demon lord at the Soul Emperor level, right?"

Ye Ge nodded gently: "Teacher... Hmm, my sister's information network is indeed very good."

"Oh my, I knew it! My little Yege is the best!" Lan Mi smiled and beckoned, opening her arms wide. "Come here, you've made me so proud, let me reward you properly!"

"..." Ye Ge subconsciously took a step back: "Sister, how about next time? Next time for sure."

"So shy?"

"..."

"Hehehe..." Lan Mi stopped teasing him: "Although you drove away the Flame Demon Lord this time, thwarting the Demon Clan's plan, you should also know that you didn't defeat her on your own, right?"

Ye Ge was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Mm."

"How will you deal with the upcoming Summit of All Races?" Lan Mi asked.

Ye Ge remained silent, thinking to himself that his teacher indeed knew quite a lot.

"You've already entered the Azure Dragon Palace in the late emperor's mausoleum, haven't you?"

"Ah."

"You've chatted with the Azure Dragon Soul?"

"Um......"

"They should have obtained the Azure Dragon's bone powder by now, right?"

"!?"

Ye Ge looked surprised.

Lan Mi guessed that he had entered the Azure Dragon Palace, which didn't surprise him much.

After all, it was Lan Mi who taught him the Azure Dragon Technique.

It was also Lan Mi's magic that sent him back to a time hundreds of millions of years ago.

However, obtaining the bone powder from Qinglong's dragon bones was something Yege came up with on the spot.

How could Lan Mi know?

Seeing Ye Ge's surprised look, Lan Mi smiled and said, "Don't be so surprised~ Your teacher does know a little bit of fortune-telling."

Night Song: "...That's such a ridiculous excuse..."

Lan Mi's lips curled into a slight smile, "This isn't something to fool children... What power do you think those prophets use to see the future?"

Upon hearing the name "prophet," Ye Ge immediately thought of Ji Lian.

Among humans, she should be the only one capable of using the Great Prophecy Spell.

"Divine magic?" Night Song asked.

Lan Mi did not answer directly.

Her slender, fair fingers touched a ballpoint pen on the table and gently pushed it.

The ballpoint pen rolled around on the table before finally falling to the ground with a "thud".