This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

Ju Youjing carried Ye Chuxue out of the academy. He found a burlap sack somewhere and put Ye Chuxue inside it.

"Leave it to me!" A figure with wings on its back suddenly emerged from a dark corner.

Kiku Yukage was startled at first, but after seeing who it was, she quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lord Night Bat, I won't hurt her. You've come at the right time. With your abilities, you can definitely take her away without anyone noticing."

Night Bat took the sack and nodded noncommittally, saying, "This is ultimately a matter for the Night family, and it's really inconvenient for outsiders to interfere. Please forgive me!"

After saying that, he spread his wings and took off with Ye Chuxue.

Kikuya quickly smiled apologetically and said, "You're too kind, sir! Please take care!"

Kikuma Kei only slowly straightened up after the night bats had flown far away.

In fact, he belonged to the "Flower Goddess Cult," while Night Bat belonged to the "Beast God Cult." Both were divine messengers, but there was no superior-subordinate relationship between them.

Kikuya Kei was so respectful to Night Bat for two reasons: firstly, the "Beast God Cult" was very powerful, and secondly, Night Bat also had the identity of "Inspector".

This "inspector" is no ordinary person; he is directly subordinate to the "Demon God Cult."

If we compare the "Demon God Cult" to a company, then the "Beast God Cult" and the "Flower God Cult" can only be considered as a few departments within it.

After all, strictly speaking, what is needed to become a divine messenger is demonic power!

The majority of the faith power collected by various religions was absorbed by the "Demon God". Kikumaru Kei had never seen the Demon God, but he could vaguely feel a connection and constraint, as if the Demon God could directly strip him of his power.

Therefore, although there is competition and even hostility between the various religions, they are all loyal to the demon god!

The "Demon God Cult" is extremely powerful and has two main objectives: one is to collect faith power, and the other is to secretly use "hungry ghosts" to collect living souls. There is actually a certain contradiction between these two objectives.

To gain more faith power, more believers are needed; and to gain more living souls, people need to keep dying...

If too many people die, the number of believers will inevitably be affected, which will hinder the collection of faith power.

Therefore, provoking a war between the Azure Moon and the Rising Sun became the only option!

Another important reason is that during wartime, people are displaced, their families are broken, and they need spiritual support even more. Developing religious sects at this time can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

They gained both enough living souls and a large amount of faith power!

Kikuya Kage didn't know what the demon god's ultimate goal was, but that didn't diminish his reverence for the demon god. It was an incredible thing that they, as mortals, could wield demonic power and possess demonic strength.

Chen Chui ran back to the academy like a mad dog, only to find Ding Wu sitting alone in the study. Ding Wu's eyes were closed, his face was contorted in pain, and his body was trembling slightly.

Chen Chui quickly stood up, took out a "Heart-Cleansing Talisman" from his pocket, and pressed one finger on Ding Wu's forehead.

Ding Wu gradually calmed down, then slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing Chen Chui, he immediately said:

"Quick! His Majesty has been captured by a man wearing a chrysanthemum in his hair! Go after him!"

"Which direction did they go?" Chen Chui asked quickly.

“I don’t know, there were chrysanthemums everywhere at the time… I’m so useless!” Ding Wu said dejectedly.

Chen Chui sighed and comforted him, "Don't panic. This isn't your fault. It must be someone sent by Ye Ningshuang. At least His Majesty's life isn't in danger right now!"

Ding Wu gave a self-deprecating laugh: "I pride myself on my martial arts skills, yet I was utterly powerless against someone like that. Are martial artists really that useless?"

Chen Chui was at a loss for words. Ding Wu was indeed a martial arts prodigy, and could be called a "master" in the martial arts world, but he was just a mortal after all. How could he possibly be a match for a monster?

"Why didn't Your Majesty break the peach blossoms given to you by Senior Zheng when you were in crisis?" Chen Chui asked, changing the subject as he saw the brocade box on the desk.

"Alas, that man seemed quite wary of that peach blossom. His Majesty was about to make a move when he was stopped by him!" Ding Wu replied.

Chen Chui's heart stirred slightly. His Majesty and the woman who had transformed from the flying sword had only recently become relatives. Surely Senior Zheng wouldn't stand idly by and do nothing?

"Let's head to Peach Blossom Lane to find Senior Zheng right away!"

Ding Wu's eyes lit up immediately. If a single peach blossom could make the Chrysanthemum Man so wary, then if the Peach Blossom Immortal were truly willing to help, it would be a piece of cake.

The two quickly arrived outside the Peach Blossom Courtyard. Qin Qianqian saw that they looked unwell, as if they had something urgent to attend to, so she didn't make things difficult for them and let them in directly.

As soon as the two entered the Peach Blossom Courtyard, they saw Zheng Zhuang sitting at the stone table, staring at a pool of blood not far away, his expression somewhat strange.

After leaving the academy, Zheng Zhuang remembered that he hadn't eaten all day, so he took the little maid to Peach Blossom Pavilion for a hearty meal.

As soon as they returned to the courtyard, the blue fat boy rushed out, pointing at the bloodstains on the ground and then at the old peach tree, whimpering incessantly.

"Greetings, Mr. Zheng. This is..." Chen Chui asked in surprise.

“The blood of a ‘transvestite’!” Zheng Zhuang said calmly.

"What is... a 'transvestite'?" Chen Chui asked, puzzled.

"They are the mortals I mentioned before, capable of wielding demonic power and even transforming into demons!" Zheng Zhuang explained.

Chen Chui recalled the cat and mouse he had fought. They could indeed transform into demonic forms, but they were still much weaker than real demons and were indeed mortals. Thinking about it this way, he suddenly felt that the term "human-demon" was very apt.

A true transformed demon race member is comparable to a Golden Core cultivator.

“What you say is absolutely right, sir!” Chen Chui quickly complimented.

Zheng Zhuang looked at the bloodstains on the ground, then glanced at the old peach tree. The old peach tree immediately shook its branches, as if to say that it was the one who did it, like a child waiting for praise.

Zheng Zhuang shook his head helplessly. The old peach tree was still too young to be easily criticized or educated, lest it hurt its fragile self-esteem.

What brings you here?

Chen Chui said with a bitter expression, "Her Majesty has been kidnapped by the people of the Rising Sun Kingdom. She didn't even have time to break that peach blossom. It's all my fault for falling for their trick. The person who kidnapped her is very likely a 'transvestite'! I hope you can help me, sir..."

Zheng Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly. He had just promised Xiu'er that he would protect Ye Chuxue, and in the blink of an eye, she had been kidnapped. Wasn't that too disrespectful?

"I promised to make a move, but have you thought it through? Are you really sure you want to use it now?"

Zheng Zhuang's lips curled into a playful smile. He would definitely save the person, but he had to make it clear beforehand so that the person wouldn't come to him for everything later. There was no such thing as a free lunch.

Chen Chui hesitated for a moment, then pulled out an iron plaque from his pocket, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Of course I wouldn't dare trouble you for nothing, sir. I would like to use this item to exchange for your help once."

The iron plaque seemed unremarkable, but Zheng Zhuang's expression changed slightly, because it exuded the aura of an ancient tomb...