Chapter 2600 - 2598: Xuanyuan King

Chapter 2600: Chapter 2598: Xuanyuan King

In the Rejuvenation Hall, after the Plague Demon Monarch left, he came here to spill the beans to Ximen Qing.

He looked at Ximen Qing with disdain and said, "Since ancient times, women have been the ruin of men and countries. If not for your obsession with seducing Pan Jinlian, we wouldn’t be in this predicament. That Wu Family invited a master, even I am no match for him. I wonder how you plan to deal with this!"

Ximen Qing, still leisurely brewing floral tea, replied, "It’s your own lack of skill, yet you blame me. I didn’t agree to your actions tonight. You acted on your own without orders, and I haven’t even held you accountable yet!"

The Plague Demon Monarch clasped Ximen Qing’s neck with his claw-like hand and cursed, "Young pup, you think I don’t dare to kill you?"

Ximen Qing remained unfazed and said, "If the Demon Monarch thinks you can conquer Dragon Head Mountain, then go ahead and kill."

"You..."

The Plague Demon Monarch tightened his grip but couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Ximen Qing took a teapot from the stove, poured a cup for the Plague Demon Monarch, and told him, "If you hadn’t loosened your hand, your head would have been off already!"

"What did you say?"

The Plague Demon Monarch’s eyes widened, suddenly feeling a chill at his neck. He turned slightly to see a long knife placed against his throat.

This knife was filled with intense Blood Qi, the blade was like blood, and the edge resembled a crescent moon, extremely sinister.

The one wielding the knife was a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, radiating an aura of elegance.

With a similarly handsome face, he gave a mocking smile at him, "Let go of Young Master Ximen, or you will meet a terrible end."

The aura emanating from him pressed the Plague Demon Monarch all over, making him exclaim in shock, "Are you a Profound Immortal?"

"Your sense of smell is decent; just qualified to be my servant!"

This young Immortal was full of arrogance, not even sparing a direct glance at the Plague Demon Monarch, as if he were an ant.

"You’re dreaming!"

The Plague Demon Monarch’s hands were like iron hooks; no one had dared belittle him like this for a long time.

He reached out, tearing towards this young man.

Who knew that from this young man, suddenly a Human Skin Blood Shadow flew out and blocked his path.

This Human Skin Blood Shadow was strangely silly, just a skin, yet it seemed like a Malevolent Ghost from hell, scaring the Plague Demon Monarch into retreat.

But this skin seemed to cling to him, suddenly rushing towards him, sticking to his back.

In a hurry, he used a flame, trying to burn off the skin.

But the flame had no effect on the skin, instead, the Blood Qi on it instantly suppressed the flame.

The young Immortal reminded him, "Don’t waste your strength, my blood body can serve as an Immortal Weapon. Move again, and it will devour you to dust!"

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it forced the Plague Demon Monarch to pause in fear, kneeling down immediately, begging for mercy, "Immortal, spare me, Immortal, spare me!"

The young Immortal sneered coldly, "Still won’t acknowledge your master?"

The Plague Demon Monarch kowtowed like a dog, repeatedly shouting, "This little one greets the master!"

"Not bad!"

With a wave of the young Immortal’s hand, the Blood Shadow disintegrated into ashes.

It was only then that the Plague Demon Monarch relaxed, sitting on the ground and exhaling deeply, his eyes casting a sinister glance at Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing chuckled, "Don’t misunderstand, Demon Monarch. This Noble Immortal was only invited by me to help, not to contend for Dragon Head Mountain. As long as you handle matters well, Dragon Head Mountain will still be yours in the future."

The Plague Demon Monarch looked at the young Immortal.

The young Immortal calmly sipped his tea and said, "Young Master Ximen speaks the truth. Now that you are my servant, I surely won’t treat you poorly. As long as you work earnestly for me, not only will we have this Dragon Head Mountain, but we’ll also acquire all the mines under the Great Songg."

"I, I obey the master."

The Plague Demon Monarch’s eyes darted around; a wise man knows when to retreat.

In front of the young Immortal now, he was very obedient.

He weakly asked the young Immortal, "Dare I ask, what kind of cultivation technique does the master practice to be so formidable?"

The young Immortal laughed heartily, "If you want to know my background, just ask directly, no need to be roundabout! I won’t hide it from you, I am a sect disciple of the Nether River Sage from the Netherworld, Xuanyuan King. We are currently recruiting talents, preparing to dominate the Immortal Realm. Follow me, and you will enjoy endless benefits. As long as you work diligently, this master will not treat you unjustly."

"Nether River, ancestor?"

The Plague Demon Monarch felt his tongue tie up, suddenly realizing, "Rest assured, master, from now on, I will look up to you, never failing the master’s trust."

"That’s more like it!"

Xuanyuan King patted his face, then took a magical treasure and gave it to the Plague Demon Monarch, "You even call yourself a demon king, yet you lack a handy magical treasure. Follow me from now on, and don’t let others look down on you. Take this as a gift, and if you achieve great feats, I have more rewards for you!"

The Plague Demon Monarch’s heart trembled, accepting the magical treasure with both hands, swallowing a gulp of saliva in secret.

This magical treasure was precisely the Blood Knife that was pressed against his neck earlier.

The sinister Blood Qi from the knife made the Plague Demon Monarch involuntarily excited with a single sniff.

Xuanyuan King told him, "You’re lucky to be my first servant. This knife is the magical treasure of Yu Yuan, an Immortal from the ancient Sect of Severance, named the Blood Refining Divine Blade. It once injured the Third Crown Prince Nezha of the Heavenly Court and even cut Lei Zhenzi, only Yang Jian’s Eight-Nine Mystical Art can withstand the blade’s edge. Even if it’s an Immortal, if slashed by this blade, they’ll immediately turn into a pool of pus and blood."

The Plague Demon Monarch couldn’t help but hug this object tightly, feigning modesty, "Master, isn’t this gift too valuable?"

Xuanyuan King laughed, "Just a broken knife, what’s so valuable about it? Follow this master, and your fortune will change."

The Plague Demon Monarch was sincerely convinced, no longer daring to harbor the slightest dissatisfaction, repeatedly kowtowing to Xuanyuan King, "Rest assured, master, my life is yours. Whenever you need it, you can have it."

Xuanyuan King nodded and handed him over to Ximen Qing for orders, "Young Master Ximen, I still need to go to the Western Regions to meet an old acquaintance and should be back in three days. During this time, you two had best exercise some patience."

Ximen Qing stood up and courteously said, "Sir, rest assured, I will not act impulsively until you return."

Xuanyuan King nodded and, in a flash, vanished from the spot.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere here immediately relaxed somewhat.

The Plague Demon Monarch exhaled heavily, turning back to glare at Ximen Qing angrily, "You, when did you invite such a master? Did you never trust me from the start?"

Ximen Qing laughed and explained, "You misunderstand, Demon Monarch. This master was a friend I met while transporting goods in the Southern Ridge long ago. It was a coincidence; he only recently came north and I heard he was planning to visit the Western Regions to meet someone. He was merely passing by to see me."

"I see!"

The Plague Demon Monarch was unsure whether to be happy or frustrated, having become someone else’s servant but gaining immense benefits.

He lifted and gazed at the Blood Refining Divine Blade in his hand, contemplating taking revenge on the Wu Family immediately!