Everything happened too fast, too fast.
So fast that Ying Naiyan was completely unprepared.
She almost couldn’t believe her own eyes — a mighty Demon King Realm expert had just been killed like that.
And Fan Jiangmi, who had been so imposing and arrogant, immediately turned and fled.
Without any hesitation.
Facing two Demon King Realm experts, one was killed in an instant, the other scared off.
Such a scene — even in her dreams she wouldn’t dare imagine it, yet now it was unfolding right before her.
Her husband had become stronger!
Ying Naiyan’s gaze softened even more.
Just as she was about to step forward, she saw Ye Yu’s figure flash, chasing after the direction Fan Jiangmi had fled.
Was he going to kill two Demon King Realms in one day?
Ying Naiyan clenched her small fists excitedly, secretly cheering for Ye Yu.
Little did she know, extermination was absolutely necessary!
Back when Ye Yu was showing himself as a literary talent, he had already decided that both Wei Zhichun and Fan Jiangmi would die here.
Otherwise,
The news that he wasn’t a demon would surely leak out.
That would cause big trouble.
So Ye Yu couldn’t just watch Fan Jiangmi escape.
He clearly understood that the reason he had easily defeated Wei Zhichun was because the latter had been counterattacked and mentally damaged.
But to swiftly slay a Demon King Realm expert, the method mattered.
For example, using thunder.
This extremely strong and pure Yang technique would cause greater harm to demons.
Thus, Ye Yu immediately took out the Feather Butterfly Sword and performed the True Qinglian Thunder Summoning Sword Technique.
In an instant, a black heavenly thunderbolt suddenly appeared.
It struck directly on the fleeing Fan Jiangmi.
At the same time,
About a hundred li away, Dongkui suddenly shuddered.
A strand of black thunder began to leap across her wrist.
Dongkui slowly raised her wrist, her expression grave, whispering, “This aura... so familiar. Is it just ahead?”
Before she finished speaking,
Her figure disappeared from where she stood,
Swiftly rushing forward.
Meanwhile, Ye Yu, wanting to end the fight quickly,
continued swinging the Feather Butterfly Sword, aided by the sword spirit Sisi.
Within mere breaths, the place where Fan Jiangmi stood was forcibly turned into a pool of thunder.
The black mist generated from the dissipating ghost aura spread everywhere.
Paired with Fan Jiangmi’s agonized screams, it formed an extremely eerie scene.
All demons within ten thousand li trembled in fear at the aura of this heavenly thunder.
None dared to look up toward the sky.
Soon,
Ye Yu finally put down the Feather Butterfly Sword and quickly advanced.
He arrived above Fan Jiangmi.
It had to be said, Demon King Realm experts truly were formidable — after being struck by ninety-nine heavenly thunders, he still hadn’t been completely destroyed.
But at this moment, his soul and body were extremely fragile, full of cracks.
Like a piece of porcelain on the verge of shattering.
“Please, don’t... don’t kill me. I’m willing to do anything for you.”
Fan Jiangmi had completely lost his courage.
Because he clearly knew he was no match for the man before him.
If not for having two very high-grade protective underworld artifacts on him earlier, he would have died on the spot.
So he wanted to make one last desperate plea.
But his begging was useless.
Ye Yu delivered a single sword strike and killed him on the spot.
Indeed, the higher the realm, the greater the difference in power.
Right now he was only late Golden Immortal Realm.
If he could enter the Immortal Lord Realm, killing Fan Jiangmi wouldn’t be so difficult.
Looks like it was necessary to improve his strength as soon as possible!
Ye Yu shook his head slightly, then prepared to turn and leave.
Unexpectedly, a figure had already firmly stopped before him.
Another Demon King Realm expert, and a familiar face — Dongkui.
“You’re definitely not a demon! The aura that burst from you just now — that was immortal energy, right?”
Hearing this,
Ye Yu frowned. Another demon to kill?
Thinking this, he gripped the Feather Butterfly Sword tightly.
At the same time, the sword spirit Sisi sensed her master’s intent and prepared for battle.
“Husband!”
A shout rang out. Ying Naiyan arrived at the scene.
She, Ye Yu, and Dongkui formed a triangle, her face anxious.
She could tell immediately that the atmosphere here was off.
What Ying Naiyan could see,
Dongkui surely felt as well.
But Dongkui didn’t seem to care.
Instead, she raised her right wrist slightly, clenching her fist, a ring of black thunder dancing on her wrist.
“I sensed a very familiar aura from you. Perhaps we can find a place to talk properly!”
Ye Yu didn’t immediately agree, but glanced at Ying Naiyan beside him.
Only then did he slowly nod.
After a moment,
The three left the Zhuoyang riverside,
Returning to the Ye family residence in Kuhan City.
Ye Dongfang saw Ye Yu’s unfamiliar figure and didn’t dare to ask much.
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Ye Yu naturally said nothing.
His attention was entirely on Dongkui.
He was wavering between killing and sparing her.
Ying Naiyan held Ye Yu’s right hand, troubled as well.
On one side was her husband, on the other was her master — both precious to her.
If it were possible, she really didn’t want to see them opposing each other.
Dongkui sat cross-legged and calmed her mind, then spoke:
“Yan’er, can you bring me some Ice Spirit Fruit?
Don’t worry, nothing will happen between me and your husband!”
Ice Spirit Fruit was a specialty of Kuhan City, cool and refreshing, mixed with a bit of ghost aura.
It was a fruit with good taste.
But Ying Naiyan knew well that Dongkui was not a greedy person.
Asking her to get Ice Spirit Fruit now was definitely a way to send her away.
After hesitating repeatedly,
Ying Naiyan finally decided to get up and leave.
As she stepped out of the door, she gave Ye Yu a slight shake of her head,
Signaling him not to be too impulsive.
Ye Yu smiled slightly.
After watching Ying Naiyan leave, he said bluntly:
“What do you want to say? Or what do you want to know?
Are you going to ask how I came to the Underworld?”
Dongkui spoke solemnly:
“No, I’m not interested in that.
I know you’re not a demon, but I don’t care about that.
What I really want to know is why you carry an aura familiar to me.”
Upon hearing this,
Ye Yu’s eyelid twitched uncontrollably.
Familiar aura?
What did she mean? Still savoring that aura from our encounter in the dream? You’re really something...
Huh, wait, where did she go?
Ye Yu suddenly realized that Dongkui, who had been sitting opposite him, had disappeared.
Where had she gone?
Suddenly, Ye Yu heard a sound of inhalation above his head.
Looking up, he saw that Dongkui had somehow appeared behind him,
Closing her eyes and inhaling the aura from him.
