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

"Night Song??"

Verona exclaimed in surprise: "The young master of that demonized human family?"

“Yes,” said the ghost.

"That guy is just a human superhuman at the Myriad Manifestations Realm, right? How could he possibly kill the Nether Dragon?" Verona refused to believe it.

The Ghost glanced at her: "How long ago is this intelligence information? He's already a third-level Asura Realm transcendent warrior."

Verona looked even more surprised: "Asura Realm Level 3? How is that possible? I remember he was only at the Myriad Manifestations Realm a year ago, wasn't he? How could he have advanced so many levels in such a short time?"

“It is indeed a bit strange,” said Minghun. “Moreover, it is said that this kid is a multi-professional cultivator, skilled in martial arts, magic, superpowers, immortal cultivation, beast taming... He also has a strong ability to fight enemies above his level, and sometimes he can even kill enemies across an entire major level.”

“…” Verona pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, “Even if he is at the Asura Realm, the Nether Dragon is a Saint Realm expert! Moreover, he has the essence blood of a Soul Emperor Realm expert as protection. Even if he and Mu Jiannan were together, they wouldn’t be able to kill the Nether Dragon… I still don’t believe it!”

The Ghost said, "According to the information I've gathered in the past, many seemingly 'impossible' things have happened to this Night Song."

Then he added, "And, regarding what happened in the Extreme Yin Palace this time, and the death of your Western Dragon Clan's Third Prince, Glauron, I have also found some clues."

Verona exclaimed upon hearing this, "Really?"

The ghost raised its hand.

Then, the ghostly form of an undead creature slowly appeared.

What he summoned was the spirit of Ye Shengxiong!

Verona: "Who is this?"

The ghost sneered: "His name is Ye Shengxiong. He used to be a member of the Ye family, but later the Ye family had an internal conflict, and this kid died at the hands of Ye Ge. Because of his resentment, he became an undead creature. Fortunately, our demon race helped him, accelerating his transformation into a ghost king. Now, for revenge, he serves under me."

Ye Shengxiong's ghost chuckled obsequiously twice and nodded.

Originally, he served under the Flame Demon Lord.

However, he didn't know what was going on. The Flame Demon Lord had always wanted to take action against Ye Ge, but lately he hadn't made any move at all, and even opposed his subordinates targeting Ye Ge.

There was nothing that could be done, so Ye Shengxiong went to seek refuge with the Underworld Demon Lord again.

“Tell me what you saw,” said the Ghost.

"Yes!" said Ye Shengxiong's spirit, "My lord, you sent Li Chen and other demonized beings to monitor Ye Ge, but..."

He recounted everything he had seen and heard.

"When Li Chen saw the Palace Master of Yue Ning Palace, he clearly thought he was now powerful and wanted to take revenge on his junior sister who had looked down on him back then. However, he ended up getting a severe beating from Leng Yue Ning instead..."

"After Ye Ge appeared that night, she used some kind of ability, and actually absorbed all the demonic flame attacks from those demonized humans..."

"Night Song's current level has reached the ninth stage of the Asura Realm. After his katana was enchanted, he still unleashed some skill without his subordinates even seeing his movements, and he killed more than a dozen demonized beings at the Revelation Realm..."

"Wait! What did you say?!" As he listened, the ghost's expression suddenly changed: "You said that Night Song's level has already broken through to the ninth stage of the Asura Realm??"

"Yes," said Ye Shengxiong's spirit, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Both Ghost and Verona looked horrified and turned to look at each other simultaneously.

"Do you still doubt what I said?" said the Ghost. "This guy can't be reasoned with using common sense."

Verona bit her lip and asked again, "But didn't you say it was about my son Grolon's death? After listening to what you just said, it seems to me that it has absolutely nothing to do with my son's death?"

The ghost looked at Ye Shengxiong, who was in his undead state: "Get to the point."

"Yes." Ye Shengxiong's spirit hurriedly replied, "The weapon that Ye Ge carried was a samurai sword of the Sun Wheel Clan, and not just any samurai sword, but the sword of Muramasa, the most outstanding genius of the Sun Wheel Clan, the Demon Slayer Blade! As far as I know, Muramasa also entered the Azure Dragon Palace on the night of extreme Yin! And died inside!"

"What?" Verona said, "The Demon Slayer Blade is a sacred treasure of the Sun Wheel Clan, how could it possibly fall into the hands of a human?"

The Ghost: "I heard that at least a dozen or twenty people from several different races entered the Extreme Yin Palace the night before last, but almost all of them died in the palace."

"But now it seems that not everyone died inside. This Night Song must have entered the underground palace that night, otherwise the Ghost Slayer Blade wouldn't be in his hands. So what happened in the underground palace, only he knows now."

Verona clenched her fists, and her beautiful noblewoman face contorted in a grimace: "I understand... So, the deaths of my two sons are definitely related to him!"

"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for? Don't you have many powerful demon warriors under your command? Capture him and get some answers from him!"

"The competition at the Summit of All Races is imminent, there is no need to rush."

The spirit paused for a moment, then waved his hand, signaling to Ye Shengxiong's spirit, "You may leave now."

"Yes." Ye Shengxiong's undead body gradually disappeared.

"Why?" Verona was clearly losing patience. "What are you waiting for?"

"The human race is the host of this summit of all races. Ye Ge holds a pivotal position in the human empire. It would be inappropriate to make a move against him at this time."

The ghost said, "But you don't need to be in a hurry, and you don't need to wait long."

Verona gave him a long, wistful look: "So how long do you want me to wait?"

The ghost said slowly and deliberately, "Don't worry, the Nether Dragon is also my son. How could I possibly let go of this grudge?"

As he spoke, he gently put his arm around Verona's waist and then moved downwards.

Verona let out a seductive moan, nestled against his chest, and complained, "What time is it, and you're still thinking about that?"

Looking up, the resolute face of the ghost remained unchanged, his eyes as calm as an ancient well. His hoarse voice slowly said, "You must have been suffering a lot these past few days, losing two children in succession. Shouldn't you be looking for a change of pace?"

"Hmph~" Verona smiled charmingly, "Then you'd better comfort this mother's wounded heart~"