Chapter 87: Golden Serpent Demon King x Fierce Beast Qiongqi 21

The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm, Jing Ming, was utterly bewildered as he took a whip strike, immediately spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Why did you hit me?!”

Su Yan replied coldly, “Did your Heavenly Emperor father not teach you not to stand up for unworthy people? Otherwise, getting beaten is just you reaping what you sow.”

His strikingly beautiful face was shadowed with malice, causing an involuntary shiver of fear.

The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm took three steps back in fear, finally steadying himself with the support of the heavenly generals.

“How exactly did that mortal offend you?”

Su Yan glanced indifferently at the mud-like Fei Siyuan, casually retracting his serpent bone whip and channeling his demonic power to strike the lower half of the man’s body.

“Of course, it’s because his filthy words disturbed my peace and soiled my ears!”

“I gave him three chances to leave, but he foolishly insisted on approaching. Tell me, how could a demon like me not oblige him?”

The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm fell silent.

He felt he had overestimated himself.

Surely, it was the Golden Serpent Demon King’s previous initiative to notify the Heavenly Realm to handle the Lingguang Sect that had given him the illusion that the demon king was amiable.

The Demon King was as terrifying as ever!

Fei Siyuan shuddered from the pain in his lower body, his limbs twitching as he regained consciousness.

“Ahhh! I’ll kill you!”

Su Yan lifted his eyelids, looking at him with disdain.

“With your mere ninth-level Qi Refining cultivation? Ridiculous. Do you even know what you are?”

The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm stammered, “Demon King, perhaps spare his life…”

“He’s already crippled. That should suffice!”

Su Yan flexed his fingers, their knuckles as distinct as white jade.

“You know about my past, how I emerged from the wildlands and slaughtered the Heavenly Emperor and Demon Kings, right?”

The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm nodded slightly.

Su Yan’s tone was light, “Since you know, you should understand that I’m not a magnanimous demon. I hold grudges, and those who offend me will never have a good end.”

“I don’t repay evil with good. I repay violence with violence.” His voice turned icy and menacing on the last four words, silencing the gathered immortals and mortals.

Su Yan raised his hand again, completely crippling Fei Siyuan’s cultivation before leisurely turning to leave, his demeanor relaxed.

His features, now exceptionally demonic from his earlier anger, exuded an alluring beauty, yet no one dared harbor any ill thoughts.

A beauty indeed, but one with thorns.

The gray-clad youth watched Su Yan depart, guessing his identity.

The man called himself “Demon King,” was feared by the heavenly generals, and dared to whip an immortal—he could only be the Golden Serpent Demon King.

This figure was a legend across the three realms, a ruthless character who had slain Demon Kings and the Heavenly Emperor.

Thanks to him, the demon realm had shed its status as a mere appendage of the Heavenly Realm and had become the most powerful force among the three realms.

Moreover, this thousand-year-old demon’s partner was a ten-thousand-year-old demon who devoured humans without leaving bones, a match made in ferocity.

He had already sensed Su Yan’s dangerous aura, so he hadn’t paid much attention.

But Fei Siyuan was simply asking for trouble!

Now reduced to a cripple, it was entirely his own doing. He failed to read the situation.

Many at the arena had seen Su Yan, but no one dared approach him. Only Fei Siyuan, blinded by beauty, had been foolish enough.

Su Yan had given him three chances to leave, but he insisted on charging forward. His fate was deserved, and he had no one to blame but himself!

The gray-clad youth quickly gathered his thoughts, but he didn’t expect Su Yan to pause as he passed by, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

“What’s your name?”

The gray-clad youth replied, slightly stunned, “Chu Yang.”

Su Yan smiled, “What a coincidence.”

“My name is Su Yan—Su as in ‘lodging by the water,’ Yan as in ‘calamity.’ Don’t forget it.”

Chu Yang nodded unconsciously.

He gazed at the tall, handsome demon beside him, feeling an indescribable sense of admiration.

Su Yan examined this new protagonist. The youth wore simple gray robes, his features ordinary, but his eyes were remarkably bright and resolute.

Su Yan raised his hand, casting a barrier around them, and spoke to the young man.

“Years ago, my parents died tragically, and I became a hostage, enduring endless humiliation in the Heavenly Palace. I detest those who spout nonsense in front of me.”

His voice was soft as he recounted the past, “Back then, I was soft-hearted and naive. I was tricked by the Heavenly Emperor’s daughter into taking the blame for the former Demon Crown Prince, even losing my core demonic essence to her.”

“Later, I entered the wildlands.”

He looked at the thoughtful youth, “But it wasn’t long before I returned for revenge, reclaiming everything that was mine, becoming the decisive and ruthless Golden Serpent Demon King of the three realms.”

“Now, I want to witness your legendary life. Don’t disappoint me.”

As the world’s protagonist after him, don’t be weaker than this Demon King!

Chu Yang nodded slightly, “I’ll strive to shine brightly.”

Su Yan laughed heartily, “Good. Come to the demon realm when you have time, and I’ll treat you to the finest wine.”

Chu Yang also smiled, “Alright.”

Onlookers saw the two conversing amicably but had no idea what they discussed.

Su Yan soon dispelled the barrier and left the arena with the Qiongqi by his side.

The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm then returned to the Heavenly Realm with his generals, leaving the various cultivation sects to exchange puzzled glances before dispersing with their disciples.

The immortal sect competition had come to an end.