"Give it to me."
"What should I give you?"
The old man saw Long Chen reaching out his hand and coldly said.
"Of course, it's Lord Yumo's life-bound nameplate. You just used the Shadow Jade to record all of this—what's the point of keeping the nameplate?" Long Chen said calmly.
"How do you know?"
The old man was startled; he hadn't expected that all his little moves would be seen by Long Chen.
"Alright, you're getting on in years. Can you make communication a bit more efficient? Give me the nameplate, I can go back and report."
As for your relationship with Lady Yumo, I have no right to interfere. I just need to do what Lady Yumo has entrusted to me. Long Chen said.
The old man hesitated for a moment. Long Chen was right. He had been cautious earlier, recording everything with the Recording Jade. The evidence was undeniable, so there was no need to fear the raindrops denying it.
Finally, Long Chen took Yumo's life-bound nameplate and walked out. Once out of the old man's sight, Long Chen let out a long breath. In front of a mid-stage Purple Crown Divine Emperor, the pressure was truly immense—his forehead was sweating.
When he came out just now, Long Chen deliberately looked "pale," lowered his demonic energy, and perfected every detail, afraid of any loophole.
Now that the task was accomplished and Yu Mo's nameplate was in hand, Long Chen had originally wanted to try using it to stroll around the demon clan's treasury.
But now that the Dragonbone Evil Moon has successfully infiltrated the altar, it's time to quit while ahead, lest they slip up and waste all their efforts.
On the other hand, Long Chen was also uneasy about Luo Yanfeng and the others. They were currently in a period of rapid growth, and this time, with their stamina exhausted, they would only need a few hours to step back into the battlefield.
The demon clan's high-ranking members were in a meeting, and who knew what changes might happen on the battlefield? This was something they had to be wary of.
Additionally, Long Chen entered the demon clan's lair, far from the battlefield. With the Heavenly Dao Tree outside the radiation range, he could no longer collect the Heavenly Dao Fruit, which was a significant loss for the Luo family.
Long Chen left the underground lair and arrived at Tucheng. When he reached the city gate again, he saw the old gatekeeper.
The old man's face changed dramatically when he saw Long Chen staggering back here. Just as he was about to curse out loud, Long Chen suddenly showed a nameplate and waved it at him:
"Old Deng, I'm a person of status now. If you dare insult me, watch out or I'll slap you."
"You..."
The old man was both shocked and furious. Recognizing this life-bound nameplate meant he had no control over Long Chen anymore. After all, he was just a gatekeeper, unlike the altar-guarding man who held high rank and power. Anyone with such a name token was something he couldn't afford to provoke.
"What do you mean? I'll go take another stroll. With Lord Yumo as my guarantor, what are you afraid of? Get lost, don't delay me from fighting and making my mark. Long Chen snorted coldly and, right in front of him, swaggered out of the city.
"Damn it, a petty man gets his way. You're just someone else's plaything, what's the point of being arrogant?" Return me, what do you think you are?"
Watching Long Chen's arrogant figure walk away, the old man spat hard and cursed viciously.
"Smack!"
After cursing, still not satisfied, he saw a demon disciple who had just returned from the battlefield and slapped him hard, sending the disciple flying with a single blow.
The demon elder roared, "Line up, one by one. What are you fighting for?"
The people around shrank their necks in fear. If you want to hit someone, just vent your anger, right? He was the only one around—what kind of line was he supposed to queue for?
...
"Smack!"
Long Chen slapped a demon clan's thirteen-vein Celestial Saint, knocking him to the ground.
"What the hell are you staring at? Are you provoking me?"
Before, someone provoked Long Chen, and
Long Chen even fought back with words. Now that he's out, who would dare indulge his faults? As they brushed past a group, someone had just shown contempt when they were slapped down.
"You little beast, are you looking for ...?"
The demon clan expert was knocked down and furious, just standing up.
"Pfft!"
A finger pierced through his brow, and the man's body instantly collapsed to the ground, killed in a single blow.
Seeing this, the others were both shocked and furious. Who would have thought that Ying Wudao, notorious for only trying to please women and being a coward, would dare to kill someone.
"You bunch of idiots, consider yourself lucky. This place is too close to the city, otherwise none of you will survive." Long Chen pointed at the stunned demon disciples with his finger, snorted coldly, and left just like that.
Long Chen didn't dare make too much noise here. After all, the demon clan was holding an internal meeting with experts gathered. If he angered them, it would be a complete mess.
Long Chen's domineering demeanor stunned the group. It wasn't until Long Chen had walked far away that they snapped out of it, carrying the man's corpse and rushing straight toward the city gate.
"Sir, something's wrong! Ying Wudao went to the battlefield and even killed us..." They shouted loudly upon seeing the old man guarding the city gate.
"Shut up, don't bring up that little bastard for me. Get lost!" Mentioning Ying Wudao, the anger he had just suppressed flared up again, and he started cursing at the group.
The group was left baffled by the insults. The leader said with a bitter face, "Sir, did he kill our clan?"
The old man snorted coldly and said, "Go back and report to your master. If he agrees, go settle the score with Yumo. Get lost, don't bother me."
The old man waved his hand in annoyance. An ordinary disciple would never cause conflict between the two demon clan branches.
If you kill a neighbor's dog, the neighbor might turn against you, but if you step on an ant in the neighbor's house, who would care about such a thing?
The Endless Demon Clan experts are taking advantage of this opportunity to eliminate the vast majority and keep the true elites. No one cares about the fate of these small fry.
The moment she heard Yumo, the man shuddered in fear. Among the demon clan, Yumo was notorious for being ruthless; among her peers, there were few who weren't afraid of her.
The group slinked away carrying the corpse, and Yumo, who was in the middle of a meeting, had no idea that a huge blame had already been pinned on her.
Meanwhile, while she was in the middle of a meeting, her expression was serious, but her mind was occupied with how to make a dramatic deal with Ying Wudao.
The meeting was held in a cave residence, where hundreds of high-ranking demon clan members sat cross-legged on the ground. Leading them was a three-eyed elder. His face was dignified, and in his third eye, endless lightning flickered, exuding an overwhelming pressure.
"Everyone, make your stance clear!" The three-eyed elder spoke.
"Now that we've figured out the basic strength of the Purple Blood Clan, our strength is ten times greater. There's no need to keep probing further, lest things get too complicated.
If they establish contact with other Purple Blood lineages and have allies, it might not be so easy for us to strike again.
As the saying goes, 'Opportunity can't be missed; strike first to gain the upper hand.' This is an eternal truth. A short, stout demon elder spoke.
"I agree. Otherwise, if things drag on, we'll come out with all our strength and crush them with brute force, leaving no chance for the opponent to catch their breath." Another demon clan expert chimed in.
"Also, there's another issue—the matter of the Caiyi clan." The three-eyed elder said.
Mentioning the Caiyi clan, everyone immediately began whispering among themselves. Someone loudly declared, "
The Caiyi clan absolutely cannot be spared. They must be wiped out, not a single piece of evidence left. Now that the Nine Heavens are open, if this secret is discovered, we will surely die."
"Endorsement"
"Endorsement"
"Agreement"
"...."
Almost everyone agreed. Although Yumo was a bit reluctant, she could only nod. In the end, she passed almost unanimously to wipe out the entire Caiyi clan and cover up history.
"Bad news! Just an hour ago, Ying Wudao fled holding Lord Yumo's life-bound nameplate." Just then, news arrived, and the entire venue instantly erupted.
"This ..."