The poorest member of the Imperial Guard, the Empress begged me to embezzle.

Upon hearing Ye Wujiang's reminder, Chu Xiu was startled. He exchanged a glance with Long Xue, and the two of them simultaneously rushed out of the spatial vortex at top speed.

Upon returning to the secret realm, Chu Xiu was alarmed to find that, just as Ye Wujiang had said, the void had been severely damaged and shattered, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, and even the sky seemed about to fall.

"How is this going?"

Chu Xiu turned to look at Ye Wujiang beside him and hurriedly asked.

With that turn of his head, he discovered that the giant skeleton, which was suspected to be Yinglong, that had been lying there was gone.

"How was I supposed to know? Your presence suddenly vanished from the secret realm, and when I returned to check, the skeleton actually self-destructed right before my eyes!"

Ye Wujiang was still shaken. Only then did Chu Xiu notice that his robes were damaged in battle, and the once powerful Qiankun Realm expert was now covered in dust and dirt.

"Damn it, if I weren't thick-skinned and fast, I would be dead here today!"

Ye Wujiang cursed and swore, but his hands and feet didn't stop moving at all.

He grabbed Chu Xiu and the stunned Long Xue with both hands and flew out of the secret realm entrance at top speed.

The moment the three figures left the entrance, the secret realm collapsed, and then was annihilated and exploded by a mysterious force, causing the entire mountain range to be destroyed by the explosion.

“…My mansion!” Long Xue stared blankly at the collapsing mountains before him, at a loss for what to do.

"You're lucky you weren't blown up, what do you care about the mansion!"

Ye Wujiang rolled his eyes. Having almost died inexplicably, he was now filled with frustration and found everything unpleasant.

Coming to his senses, Long Xue gritted his teeth and prepared to fly towards the collapsing mountain range.

Ye Wujiang reached out and grabbed her hand, frowning as he asked, "Even I dared not confront the explosion caused by the collapse of the cave. The aftershocks haven't subsided yet. Are you going to go and seek death?"

Long Xue turned his head, his eyes bloodshot and brimming with tears, and said, "My...my mother's coffin is still at the bottom of the lake!"

"I was expelled from the Dragon Clan because of my mixed blood. My mother was my only family. Even though she has passed away, I can't abandon her!"

Chu Xiu and Ye Wujiang were taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out that the reason this girl was so emotionally affected by the destruction of a mansion was because this place was her mother's mausoleum!

Even Ye Wujiang didn't know how to persuade her. If it were his own people, he might risk his life to help and rescue the girl's mother's coffin.

But this girl isn't.

Chu Xiu glanced at Ye Wujiang, noticing his furrowed brows, and seemed to understand his hesitation.

"You mean, you're no longer a member of the Dragon Clan?"

"If I were to invite you to join my Demonic Netherworld Sect as a condition for rescuing your mother, would you be willing to accept?"

Chu Xiu asked.

Ye Wujiang glanced at him in surprise, but did not object.

As the young sect leader, he is indeed qualified to recruit new members for the Demon King Sect.

This Long Xue is a naturally born Reincarnation Realm Great Perfection cultivator, whose strength is certainly no less than that of the ten Supreme Elders in the sect, which is quite impressive.

Upon hearing this, Long Xue, who was struggling to break free from Ye Wujiang's obstruction, took a deep breath to calm himself down and solemnly nodded:

"I am willing!"

Chu Xiu then looked at Ye Wujiang, nodded to him, and transmitted his voice, "This woman and I obtained the inheritance left by the owner of that skeleton in the secret realm. According to my guess, there is an 80% probability that the owner of that skeleton was an Yinglong..."

"Yinglong? So, this woman's future is definitely limitless..."

Ye Wujiang suddenly realized what was happening. He immediately threw Long Xue, whom he had been holding, into Chu Xiu's arms, bent his knees, and shot out, disappearing into the collapsing mountain range.

Chu Xiu reached out and caught the dragon robe that Ye Wujiang threw to him. Looking at the dragon robe in his arms, which was shedding tears because it was worried about the safety of its mother's coffin, he gently comforted it:

"Don't worry, since the Night Gate Master is willing to help, he will definitely be able to rescue your mother."

"Hmm... thank you..." Long Xue wiped away her tears and silently left Chu Xiu's embrace.

"What's your name...?"

"Huh? I didn't call out?"

"Pfft... I was asking for your name."

Chu Xiu's unexpected answer made Long Xue burst into laughter through his tears.

Suddenly, she felt that the human in front of her wasn't so hateful after all.

Although he had harmed the two little dragons she had raised for a hundred years, fortunately their souls were intact and had been taken in by her. In the future, she would find two unclaimed demon bodies to help them possess.

"Chu, Xiu." Chu Xiu reached out and wrote his name in the air.

Long Xue nodded and then silently looked at the mountain range.

Fortunately, Ye Wujiang lived up to his reputation as a peerless expert who was among the top in the entire Demon Realm. Even though the explosion caused by the collapse of the secret realm was extremely dangerous, he still managed to fly out of the aftershocks of the explosion with a coffin without any serious injury.

"Mother!"

Long Xue stepped forward and took his mother's coffin from Ye Wujiang's hands. Only after placing it into his storage ring did he breathe a sigh of relief and bow to Chu Xiu and Ye Wujiang.

"Thank you both so much, otherwise I..."

Ye Wujiang waved his hand, looking at Long Xue with a solemn expression: "Don't thank me yet. Tell me first, why did you use the Blood-Soaked Wutong Tree as the coffin for your mother, Princess Longyao?"

Long Xue was taken aback: "I don't know what materials this coffin is made of. When I retrieved my mother's body from those people, she had already been inside this coffin for many years..."

Chu Xiu asked doubtfully, "A blood-soaked phoenix tree? A phoenix tree that has been stained with the essence blood left behind by a phoenix after its rebirth from the ashes?"

Ye Wujiang nodded solemnly: "That's right. Did you know that besides refining phoenix blood essence, the Blood-Soaked Wutong tree has another wonderful use—when worn on the body of the deceased and supplemented with a spirit-gathering array, it can, to a certain extent, gather some of the dissipated remnant souls of the deceased!"

"Using a blood-soaked phoenix tree as a coffin is a technique used only in the creation of corpse demons!"

"Corpse Demon?" Chu Xiu and Long Xue exclaimed at the same time.

Chu Xiu might not quite understand, but Long Xue was a native of the demon race, so naturally he couldn't possibly be unaware of what kind of demon creature would be called a Corpse Demon!

That's a bizarre existence that everyone in the demon realm despises!

Ten thousand years ago, a human cultivator used the body of a Shura clan Qiankun Realm expert to create a Corpse Demon in the Demon Realm. The Corpse Demon was then thrown into the Northern Continent of the Demon Realm, where the Shura clan resided, directly resulting in the loss of ten Qiankun Realm experts for the Shura clan, as well as countless lives in the Northern Continent!

What is a Corpse Demon? It is a bizarre existence that is despised by everyone in the Demon Realm!

"How...how is it possible!"

"You mean to say that even though my mother committed suicide, the Demon Dragon Clan never let her go? They even wanted to turn her into a corpse demon?!"

Longxue's eyes were bloodshot, incredulous.

With a wave of her hand, she summoned Princess Longyao's coffin from her storage space.

Now that she knew the coffin containing her mother's remains was made of blood-soaked paulownia wood, she couldn't simply leave her mother in that coffin any longer.

Otherwise, if his mother had truly become a corpse demon, even if he was unaware of the truth, his act of guarding the coffin made of blood-soaked phoenix tree for over two hundred years would be enough to make him one of the accomplices of the culprit!

Then, how will I face my mother, who has become a corpse demon...?