"......77, how come he seems to remember me appearing in his memories?"
"Of course, you were pulled into his memories, you were a participant, not an observer."
"Oh..."
Fu Zi was still waiting for her answer. Shen Jianxi stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and poked the red and swollen spot on his forehead.
"Hiss—" Fu Zi cried out in pain.
Before he could react, Shen Jianxi scooped up Lin Xinglan from the ground and ran.
Thanks to Fu Zi's protection, he was fine.
However, Fu Zi was tall with long legs, and without even the boost of demonic energy, he caught up with her in just a few strides. Then, to her terrified gaze, he slung her over his shoulder.
"A few Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators dare to storm Li Cheng? I've seen people who fear death, but never those who seek it."
His words silenced Shen Jianxi.
She hadn't expected Fu Zi, who had been in a slumber then, to still remember these things.
But...
"You're not angry that we're going to fight the demons?"
His attitude was clearly that of a spectator.
Fu Zi let out a scoff, "What's there to be angry about? If you kill them, it saves me the trouble of doing it myself."
The demons in Li Cheng were under the command of his top demon general, Li You.
That fellow, at some unknown time, had developed ambitions and joined forces with Lian Hua. He had injured Fu Zi while he was cultivating, and at the same time, had issued orders under Fu Zi's name, creating chaos in the world.
Li You had always coveted the cultivation world. His current disappearance was precisely an opportunity, so Fu Zi understood his eagerness to act, but...
Lian Hua was now the foremost Immortal Lord of the cultivation world, why would he get involved in such a matter?
Thinking of this, Fu Zi snorted. Regardless of the reason, these two were birds of a feather, both equally disgusting. Especially that hypocrite Lian Hua; it was only because people in the cultivation world were blind that they thought him aloof and noble.
"Hey, little one, you saw it all, didn't you?"
Shen Jianxi's head was swimming from the position she was in, and she was a bit dazed, "Huh? Saw what?"
"...Don't play dumb. You knew about what Lian Hua did, didn't you?"
She had already recovered from the shock of the reversal, but the events were too unexpected. If she were to speak of this, no one would likely believe her.
Shen Jianxi was silent for a moment, then spoke after a long pause, "...Yes."
"But Shen Zhizhi, can you put me down first?"
She was about to vomit; this guy ran so fast, without stopping at all.
Upon hearing this, Fu Zi stopped. As soon as he put her down on the ground, Shen Jianxi's legs gave way, and she fell.
Her head was also spinning. It took her a while to manage to stand up, leaning against a tree.
Looking at the man in front of her, Shen Jianxi silently extended her hand again.
"What for?" Fu Zi asked, puzzled.
"...Carry me."
It wasn't that she didn't want to walk; it was just that in front of Fu Zi's nearly 1.9-meter height, she was tired of looking up.
Fu Zi lowered his head to look, and quickly understood. He chuckled lightly, though he said nothing, the mockery was palpable.
He bent down and picked her up. Compared to him, Shen Jianxi appeared even more delicate. "You're the first person to dare to be carried by this Venerable Lord."
Even as he said this, his steps perceptibly slowed.
This was much better, but it was the first time she had seen Fu Zi hold someone like this.
They were facing each other, his arms cradled beneath her thighs, and Shen Jianxi had to tightly hug his neck to ensure she didn't fall off.
"Can we change positions, my dear Demon Lord?"
Fu Zi also felt something was off, but how could a proud Demon Lord admit it? He glanced sideways at Shen Jianxi, "Shut up."
"...Okay." If he didn't want her to talk, so be it. Shen Jianxi's eyes darted, she placed Lin Xinglan on his head with one hand, maintained her balance with the other, and then suddenly wrapped her legs around his waist. Feeling the tension in his abdomen, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.
77: "Ding! Favorability +5, current Fu Zi favorability is 66."
"Where are we going now?"
The obvious soft touch against his chest caused Fu Zi to cough lightly to hide his discomfort. "To rescue those brats from Li Cheng, and then take you for revenge."
That old geezer Lian Hua, bullying his people right in front of him, did he really think he was dead?
Even if they couldn't kill each other, he would never let Lian Hua off easily.
He just didn't know what Lian Hua was plotting that he would send his own disciples to their deaths.
Shen Jianxi wholeheartedly agreed with Fu Zi's thoughts. She was a very vengeful person. Lian Hua had tried to kill her numerous times; she couldn't let this matter pass so lightly. She wouldn't be Shen if she didn't peel off a layer of his skin.
As for Cheng Wenyu and the others, Shen Jianxi wasn't too worried.
She had been having the monitoring system keep track of those two. Currently, the five of them were divided into two groups. Su Rong and Gongsun Qing were with Cheng Wenyu, while another disciple, Yan Feng, was with Qiu Tao. Although they were separated, they were not in any immediate danger.
"Hey!"
"I'm not called 'Hey', I'm Shen Jianxi."
After saying it, she suddenly froze. It sounded a bit familiar...
No offense intended, apologies, it just slipped out. Sud an Novel Network.
"Heh. Little sprout, now you know who Lian Hua really is, right? Come to the demon realm, this Venerable Lord will protect you, and you can walk sideways in the demon realm."
"No way!" Shen Jianxi buried her head in his neck, her voice muffled. She could impulsively throw herself into the demon realm, but what about the Shen family?
The Shen family was a cultivation family in Bei Chang Prefecture. If one of them became a demon, her two elder brothers' futures would be ruined, and the Shen family might even be attacked by the masses.
Upon her refusal, Fu Zi simply grunted. He had only said it casually. Although he was a little disappointed with the answer, if she were in the cultivation world, some matters would be easier to resolve.
After all, no one liked being controlled all the time...
And she was currently the best option.
Even though this matter was extremely dangerous, he would protect her.
...
Fu Zi did not rush to Li Cheng, but first brought her back to the demon realm.
Since he still needed to use his name, Li You had not spread the news of his disappearance among the demons. Only a few demon generals whom he had won over knew about it. Seeing Fu Zi return unharmed, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Their reactions were the best evidence. The evaluation of Fu Zi on the Chong Jian Continent was not unfounded; over the years, Fu Zi had always preferred to kill a hundred by mistake rather than let one go.
Before those demon generals could even probe how much he knew, they were all annihilated the moment they entered the great hall, turned to dust, and not even their souls remained.
Shen Jianxi sat on his lap, on the throne together with him, looking down at the demons below. Fu Zi was amusingly playing with her hair.
Although the demons below were filled with curiosity about her, not a single one dared to look at her.
It was a joke; they were wicked, but not stupid enough to offend the Demon Lord's woman.
The coldness on Fu Zi's face and the murderous aura surrounding him made her realize that this was just Fu Zi, the Shen Zhizhi she knew had long since disappeared.
Out of fear of him, he had killed seven demon generals in an instant, yet no one dared to say anything.
Looking at the demon generals below, who were cowering like quail with their heads bowed, not daring to speak, Fu Zi smirked, making his face appear even more demonic, like a flower blooming in the depths of the underworld, bewitching the heart. However, those below had no mood to appreciate it, fearing they would be the next to die.