Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Feng Jiu frowned and her expression turned cold when she saw the Blood Demon had retreated and looked at her with that gaze. She was only too familiar with that kind of gaze, the person who looked at her with that kind of gaze didn’t treat her as a person but as an object.
“Boy, the more I look at you the more pleasing to the eye you seem. Why don’t you join me? I can promise you a bright future.” The Blood Demon said with a smile. He thought that if he smiled he would appear kind. What he didn’t know was that he looked weird when he smiled.
Feng Jiu snorted when she heard this: “But you’re not pleasing to my eyes! You’re so old and you’re still wearing red clothes.”
The Blood Demon’s eyes narrowed when he heard this and a sinister expression flashed across his eyes: “Hey! Since you’ve refused my proposal then don’t blame me for being rude! Whether you are willing or not, today you will be mine!”
As soon as his voice fell, his dark red figure rushed towards Feng Jiu. Feng Jiu’s eyes were cold and the spiritual energy on her body followed as she rushed forward.
Sage Hun Yuan became so angry as he watched the two people fighting and he cursed: “Old thing, perverted old thing! What do you mean he’s yours whether he is willing to or not? I didn’t expect this old thing to be so perverted!”
The other people were also surprised when they heard the Blood Demon’s words. Did the Blood Demon mean that he was interested in Feng Jiu? Could it be that the Blood Demon in his old age was actually a homosexual?
In that instant, everyone looked at the two people with strange expressions on their faces, having forgotten about their own fear of the situation they were in.
Only Zhuo Junyue who was meditating didn’t have the same thought as everyone else after hearing the Blood Demon’s words. The Blood Demon probably didn’t mean it that way and was thinking…
He saw the young boy’s outstanding skills and strength cultivation, a thought flashed through his mind.
He wanted to seize him for himself! He wanted to keep Feng Jiu by his side and groom him so that when his life was near the end in the future he could use Feng Jiu’s life for himself!
When he thought of this, his eyes darkened and his lips pressed tightly as he looked at the scene in front of him. He wondered if Feng Jiu had a chance at winning. If he were to lose to the Blood Demon, not only no one here would be able to escape, but Feng Jiu would also fall into his hands and become the object by his side that he would groom!
Just as he was thinking about this, he heard a loud bang. He raised his eyes and saw that the young boy in azure robe had been pushed back by the Blood Demon’s blow and staggered back a dozen steps. Upon seeing this, his heart sank and just as he was about to step forwards, he was summoned by the old man.
“Junyue, come here!”
Sage Hun Yuan called in a deep voice. He frowned as he watched the scene before him and his eyes were thoughtful, but who knew what he was thinking about.
Zhuo Junyue looked back at him and then at Feng Jiu in front of him, then he stepped forward and came to him and asked in a deep voice: “What’s the matter?”
Couldn’t the old man see that Feng Jiu was about to lose? If the Blood Demon were to use his Golden Seven Step Fist against the young boy, how would the boy be able to withstand it? The Golden Seven Step Fist was the Blood Demon’s famed martial art skill!
Sage Hun Yuan glanced at him and said: “Your strength is not as good as the little scoundrel! Don’t go and cause him trouble, just watch from the side.”
“Do you think he can handle it?” Zhuo Junyue asked, frowning.
“That’s…. Hard to say.”
He stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: “However, I think the little scoundrel’s attacking technique is very peculiar, his skill is also very intriguing, it’s hard to say who will win or lose!”
