"Wow, look, we actually saw a seed demon, hahaha!"
Long Chen was about to greet them, but the other party spoke first, and his words were met with cold mockery.
Seed demons, to put it bluntly, are no different from breeding ox or pig. In other words, the powerful Color-Winged Clan has already fallen to the point where they can only pass on their lineage, which is truly lamentable.
"Wow, you actually came back alive today? Next time, I have to work hard and make sure everyone dies on the battlefield! Of course, Long Chen didn't indulge them and mocked them directly.
This group of demon clan experts numbered in the hundreds, but their strength was average. If they encountered Luo Yanfeng and the others, it would basically be a one-shot defeat.
Looking at them, each one covered in wounds and blood, they must have escaped after encountering the Purple Blood Clan disciples.
According to demon clan rules, if less than half of the soldiers die, deserters must all be executed.
Even this group of demon disciples who escaped back dared to mock Ying Wudao, which shows just how low Ying Wudao's status is within the demon clan.
It must be said, Ying Wudao is not only powerful but also terrifyingly strong. In any case, if it were Long Chen, he probably wouldn't have been able to endure even a day.
"Hahaha, whether we die or not has nothing to do with you. You don't even qualify to die on the battlefield. A demon clan expert sneered.
"Say that again."
Long Chen rolled his eyes: "How could it be fine? If you die, I'll have to work hard to find your mother to sow seeds. How can our demon bloodline be cut off?"
"You..."
The demon clan expert flew into a rage, reaching out to grip the weapon at his waist, ready to kill someone.
His action was meant to intimidate people, but the powerful demon clan member nearby actually stepped forward and grabbed him. Someone advised, "
Forget it, let him have some advantage with his mouth. After all, he has several lovers—we can't afford to mess with him."
The powerful being scolded gritted his teeth and pointed at Long Chen, saying,
"Ying Wudao, don't be fooled by the fact that you have someone backing you. In everyone's eyes, you're just a dog—a breeding dog."
"Ying Wudao is a dog. All of you have some Colorful Wing clan bloodline in your veins, so you're all mutts?" Long Chen said disdainfully.
Long Chen didn't call himself "I," but instead used Ying Wudao. Yet, in their fury, the group didn't notice anything unusual. Each of them looked at Long Chen, as if they wished they could bite him to pieces.
"No need to make a fuss. If you lose, you still have the right to be so arrogant? Is your face your butt?"
As they walked, they argued and eventually arrived in front of a massive city gate, where an elder demon shouted angrily.
"Hmm?" Should there be no way? Who allowed you to leave the city?"
When the old man saw Ying Wudao, his expression immediately changed, and he pointed at Ying Wudao and shouted angrily.
Seeing the old man targeting Long Chen, the demon clan experts immediately took pleasure in his misfortune.
Long Chen said righteously, "As a member of the demon clan, I also want to serve them. I want to go to the front lines and fight the enemy."
Long Chen's expression instantly made the old man laugh in exasperation: "You're as weak as a little chick, and you still go into battle to fight the enemy?"
"Hahaha..."
The demon clan experts who had argued with Long Chen earlier were now laughing even more recklessly.
Long Chen said angrily, "I have no chance to fight on the battlefield, and you won't give me any benefits. What do you want me to do?"
The old man sneered coldly and said, "You'd better go back and focus on serving your few mistresses. Take good care of them. If you really have a son or daughter, they will naturally give you some benefits."
"You ..."
Long Chen was trembling with anger, while the old man snorted coldly,
telling him to hurry back and get lost. If he dared to sneak out of the city again, he would be locked up immediately.
Clearly, he was also very wary of Ying Wudao's few "female masters." After all, this kid was famous for being "lively," and several powerful female monsters were all highly interested in him.
The future ruler of the demon clan is very likely to emerge from among these few. Although he looks down on Ying Wudao, he doesn't dare offend him too much. If one day he starts talking about him, he might get himself in trouble.
So although he outwardly looked down on Long Chen, in the end he did not pursue the crime of leaving the city without permission. In human terms, leave some room for others to meet again in the future.
Long Chen's face was gloomy, but inside he was laughing with joy. It was just that simple, sneaking in seemed easier than he had imagined.
After Long Chen entered the city, the old man immediately called over several trusted aides and scolded them sternly.
The Caiyi clan members are absolutely not allowed to leave the city. Fortunately, Ying Wudao came back on his own; otherwise, if the higher-ups investigated, no one would have escaped responsibility.
This was another reason he didn't hold them accountable—because if they did, it would be their responsibility.
The old man scolded everyone for a full half hour, spitting so much that his followers were drenched in blood before it finally ended.
He also sternly warned them to keep an eye on the Caiyi clan. If such a situation happened again, no one would be allowed to survive.
While the demon elder was angrily scolding his subordinates, Long Chen was already in a good mood as he entered the city. The so-called city was just a relatively large tribe, with hardly any buildings—so rustic it was crumbly.
According to the map Ying Wudao had given him, the center of this city was the entrance to the demon clan's lair.
Once inside, Long Chen felt no pressure because, according to Ying Wudao, except for a few special places, with his status, he could pass freely without any obstacles.
"Hmph."
As he was walking, a cold snort suddenly rang out. Opposite him was a handsome man staring at him coldly, while the man was linking arms with a woman.
Long Chen looked at the man and was momentarily stunned. Like Ying Wudao, this man was also a member of the Caiyi clan.
The woman he was holding arm with made Long Chen shudder. Her face was blue, fangs, nostrils turned outward, and her crimson lips almost covered most of her face. She had seen many ugly people, but never this ugly—she looked like a toad had become a spirit.
However, although this woman was a bit ugly, her aura was extremely powerful, almost indistinguishable from those demon warriors who fought alone on the battlefield.
Perhaps only those of that level of strength are qualified to enjoy the beauty of the Caiyi clan.
When the man saw Long Chen, he couldn't help but show no sign of goodwill. His eyes were filled with jealousy and disgust, and his appearance was like a vicious dog baring its teeth, making Long Chen frownfrowning.
No wonder Ying Wudao wanted to destroy the entire demon clan. It seems that aside from Ying Wudao, the entire Caiyi clan has probably been trained like dogs.
"Wudao."
At that moment, a voice rang out.
Following the sound, Long Chen saw a middle-aged woman. As soon as she appeared, the woman and the man from the Colorful Wing Clan immediately showed a hint of panic in their eyes and hurriedly fled.