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Chapitre 20

"What if you lose?" If he loses and gets angry, he might use his inner strength to slap her into a bloody lotus flower. Wouldn't she have to go to the King of Hell's palace to cry?

A collective gasp rippled through the audience. This callow youth had such arrogance! The Blood Demon's evil arts were unpredictable and bizarre; even Chu Xuyao, the undisputed number one martial artist in the world, wasn't entirely confident of defeating him. And this kid, barely out of his teens, didn't seem to consider how he would die if he lost, but instead wanted to think about what would happen if the Great Demon lost? Had this kid been scared out of his wits? Otherwise, how could he be even more arrogant than the Great Demon?

As people gasped, their gazes also turned meaningfully to Master Murong, who was equally stunned. Who would have thought that Master Murong's former prospective son-in-law was such an arrogant and ignorant brat! Birds of a feather flock together; perhaps Master Murong himself was like this in his youth? Feeling uncomfortable under these probing gazes, Master Murong awkwardly shifted slightly, trying to ignore the intense stares. Hearing Rong Yue's confident tone, Master Murong became even more certain that he had indeed made a mistake! This brat wasn't fearless; he was simply too arrogant to even consider the Blood Demon a threat! He had no skill whatsoever, yet he was utterly disdainful and conceited! Alas, he was truly old; his eyesight was failing, and he had lost even the slightest ability to judge character…

Even the Blood Demon was stunned by his question. What would happen if he lost? He lost? Hahaha, he lost? This kid's arrogance was simply outrageous! Who was he? The Blood Lotus Palace Master, the Blood Demon! He could lose? And who was he? An unknown brat! He could lose? That couldn't be more ridiculous!

"Then let's talk after I lose!" Kid, I'm afraid you won't live to see that day.

"No way! If you lose and then deny it, and kill me, who am I supposed to complain to?"

"There's no hope!" Everyone around, including Master Murong, shook their heads in unison, a rare occurrence. This kid's arrogance was beyond redemption.

"Don't worry! As long as you can defeat me, I will definitely let you win the beauty's heart! Let's begin!" He really couldn't wait any longer; he couldn't wait to teach this arrogant brat a lesson!

"No..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Get started! I promised you'd give me ten moves first, come on!"

Honestly, that's completely irrelevant! She asked him if he would kill her, and he said he'd let her win the heart of a beautiful woman. What a load of rubbish!

Forget it, let's just go all out and fight!

"I'm starting to hit you! You promised to let me have ten moves, so you're not allowed to fight back!"

"Shut up!" I really regret not chopping him down with one blow in the first place. This kid is as talkative as a woman! He must be possessed to agree to his request, and even agreed to let him have ten moves! He must be possessed!

"Here I come! Yay—" Watching Rongyue charge towards the Blood Demon with his tiny fists, everyone present sighed and shook their heads again, turning their faces away, unable to bear watching his childish and ridiculous behavior. Those tiny, white, tender fists of his—if he were to strike, it would probably only tickle the Blood Demon!

But when everyone turned their attention back to the two on the stage, they were all shocked to find that the battle on the stage was bizarrely close to shocking!

Rongyue stood calmly before the Blood Demon, a victorious smile on her face; the Blood Demon's blood-red eyes widened, churning with turbulent emotions, mirroring his crimson mask! A delicate red line slid down the corner of his mouth, disappearing into his blood-red robe. Even more astonishingly, a few seconds later, the great demon suddenly dropped to one knee, his left hand gripping his long sword!

"You said it yourself, no internal energy allowed! Unless you admit defeat, you can't force it out." Rongyue squatted down, looked him in the eye, and gently shook her slender index finger in front of his eyes, whispering a reminder.

"I underestimated you, cough cough..." The Blood Demon spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he uttered the words, once again leaving everyone speechless for a long time. Holding his breath and concentrating his energy in his dantian, with a muffled groan, six silver needles burst forth from his six vital points, whistling towards six different directions!

She admits defeat! But he really is formidable; even the six fatal weaknesses couldn't kill him! It seems she needs to learn the internal energy techniques of this world! Rong Yue clapped her hands and stood up: "I hope Lord Blood Demon will keep his word!"

"Of course!" After regulating his breathing with his inner strength, the Blood Demon wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth and gave a cryptic smile: "I never thought I would be the one to lose! How funny..."

"You lost because you underestimated your opponent. When facing an enemy, no matter how small, fragile, or vulnerable they may seem, you must never let your guard down! Many arrogant people are often defeated by such insignificant figures. What tires people out is often not the distant mountains, but a tiny grain of sand in their shoe! That's the point, isn't it?" Knowing that her life was temporarily safe, Rongyue casually flicked her bangs and strode off the stage.

"Wait!" The Blood Demon's iron arm suddenly blocked her path, blocking her way.

"You wouldn't have changed your mind and want to kill me, would you?" Rongyue glanced sideways at the Blood Demon, whose expression was unpredictable.

"What do you take me for, Blood Demon! Your name, your very name!"

Rongyue's eyes darted around: "Didn't you hear what Master Murong said? A Luo, my name is A Luo."

"Aro? That's the surname?"

"Murong! He's a son-in-law who married into the family, so of course he'll take the surname Murong!"

Staring at Rongyue's brightly smiling face for a long time, the Blood Demon still couldn't find a trace of deception. "For now, I'll believe you're telling the truth! Boy, farewell!" The Blood Demon flicked his robes, and with a whoosh, he flew away without a trace...

Oh, the person's gone, the play's over, it's time for her to leave the stage too.

Jumping off the dueling platform, Rongyue, like the Blood Demon, wanted to gracefully depart alone, tossing aside her robes! However…

"Ah Luo, my good son-in-law—"

"Hey, don't go! Quick, stop him..."

Volume One, Pear Blossom Courtyard, Melting Moon, Chapter Twenty-Seven: Untitled

"We await the arrival of the Palace Master!" Inside the Blood Lotus Palace's main hall, the red candles on the red glass cups emitted a faint, cold light. The flickering candlelight cast an eerie glow over the predominantly black and white hall. On either side of the hall, hundreds of people dressed in traditional Chinese jackets with maroon robes draped over them stood with humble and solemn expressions, their hands placed on their foreheads, bowing at a perfect ninety-degree angle, their heads bowed respectfully as they awaited the arrival of the Palace Master.

A biting gust of wind swept past, and the people on both sides only had time to see a fleeting flash of crimson before a cold, unapproachable voice came from above: "Rise!"

The Blood Demon leaned back lazily on the sandalwood chair covered with white wolf skin, his blood-red eyes narrowing like an elegant leopard, looking down at His Highness and his entourage. When his cold gaze swept over the Left Envoy Lu Feiran, who was wrapped in white bandages, he raised his hand and beckoned to Lu Feiran: "Come here."

Lu Feiran quickly stepped forward to the left and bowed humbly: "What are your orders, Palace Master?"

Are you feeling any better?

Lu Feiran was clearly flattered by the Blood Demon's sudden concern: "Thank you for your concern, Palace Master. My health is much better now."

Blood Demon nodded slightly: "Hmm, that's good. The Left Envoy of Lu handled the Jinyang City case exceptionally well! I am very satisfied! This Ouyang Tu really thinks that with the imperial court as his backing, I won't dare to do anything to him? Haha, he really underestimates me, Blood Demon! The word 'dare' has never existed in my dictionary! Anyone who dares to oppose Blood Lotus Palace, no matter who they are, will only have one fate: death!"

"Palace Master is invincible, dominating the martial world! Invincible! Dominating the martial world..." The earth-shaking shouts filled the entire hall, making the Blood Demon's blood boil and giving him a sense of pride!

After laughing wildly for a few moments, he patted Lu Feiran's shoulder with an air of generosity: "Blood Lotus Palace has always been fair in its rewards and punishments. You have rendered a great service, and I, the Palace Master, will reward you! This time, I will make an exception for you and allow you to freely choose two beauties from my backyard to take back with you! How about it?"

Upon hearing this, the prince and his entourage all gleamed with envy. The beauties in the palace master's harem were all breathtakingly beautiful, each possessing a captivating charm that rivaled even the imperial concubines! However, the palace master's possessiveness was astonishing; he would never allow anyone else to touch his women! Normally, even when they encountered the beauties in the harem, they dared not boldly look up at their faces, fearing their ruthless master would gouge out their eyes. But now, the palace master had made an exception for the Left Envoy, gifting him two at once—how could they not feel envious?

Lu Feiran hadn't expected his palace master to offer such a reward, and for a moment he was at a loss for words: "Palace Master, this is absolutely unacceptable..."

"Hey, I know you're thinking about your Yu Yan. Even when you were seriously injured and unconscious, you kept talking about that woman! Originally, I wanted to kidnap her to give you a surprise... But, Left Envoy Lu, rest assured, my woman is definitely no worse than that Yu Yan!"

"Forgive my impertinence! May I ask the Palace Master where you saw her?" Could it be that Yu Yan left the palace? Could something have happened to her? Lu Feiran felt uneasy, his brows furrowed with undisguised anxiety.

"Of course it's the Murong family!" Blood Demon looked suspiciously at the cold-faced Left Envoy in front of him, thinking to himself: This guy doesn't even know where the woman he likes is, does he?

Lu Feiran secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Palace Master is mistaken. This Yu Yan is not that Yu Yan. Yu Yan is my younger sister. She entered the palace three years ago and became the Emperor's woman. She should still be in the palace now." As he said this, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face. Three years without news of her. He wondered if she was doing well, alone in that ruthless palace, whether she had been bullied...

"Oh? Your sister is the emperor's woman? Interesting! How come I've never heard you mention it before?"