Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Could these individuals be from the Demon Clan?
Gu Chaoyan felt a surge of irritation.
She hadn’t even glimpsed the landscape of the second world, and already she found herself entangled in such a dramatic situation?
Exposing herself in the Demon Clan posed a genuine threat to her survival.
Pity welled up within Gu Chaoyan.
“Clan Leader, please accompany us back. The clan is in dire need of you!” The individuals continued to prostrate, driven by the fear that failure to bring the Clan Leader back might spell calamity for their clan.
Gu Chaoyan stood firm, resisting their insistence.
A hint of despair shadowed her countenance.
“Clan Leader!” The black-robed cultivators implored with urgency. “If you remain unwilling to return with us, we’ll have no choice but to resort to more forceful ans.”
A blend of persuasion and coercion?
Did this imply she had no option but to comply against her will?
Gu Chaoyan was beginning to understand the dilemma of being caught between a rock and a hard place.
Refusal seed to lead to unwelco consequences.
What did that entail?
Reluctantly, she decided to return openly.
Turning around, she faced them with an expressionless gaze. “If that’s the case, I will tend to my affairs later. Let’s head back to the clan now.”
“Clan Leader, truly? Please accompany us!” The black-robed cultivators erupted with excitent, as if they had received miraculous news.
Gu Chaoyan mustered a forced smile.
They rejoiced, but Gu Chaoyan couldn’t find it in herself to share their mirth.
This was a charade. If she wasn’t cautious, her life might hang in the balance.
Reluctantly, Gu Chaoyan trailed behind them.
Before long, they reached a location resembling the Dark City.
No wonder she had encountered them here—they must have crossed paths on their way out.
If only she had known; she would have ventured further away.
Gu Chaoyan sighed inwardly.
“Clan Leader, our city lies ahead. The reason our Demon Clan relocated here was because, a hundred years ago, we found it increasingly challenging to endure and were forced to retreat gradually. Thankfully, a millennium ago, our Demon Clan wielded imnse power. Clan Leader, your formidable strength deterred adversaries from attacking us outright. Otherwise, our plight would be far graver,” the black-robed individuals conveyed with restrained excitent.
Demon Clan?
Indeed, it was the Demon Clan.
Yet, how could she be mistaken for their Clan Leader?
This marked her maiden visit to this second world.
By all accounts, no one should have laid eyes on her before.
Moreover, given the dire state of the Demon Clan, her being a re half-step Golden Immortal left her seemingly powerless.
Had she not practically invited peril by coming here?
The more Gu Chaoyan ruminated, the more despondent she beca.
Sothing felt amiss, and she regretted not hastening away earlier.
While the Demon Clan mbers reveled, her own mood remained anything but buoyant.
“Fiend, our Demon Clan City has only a handful of mbers left. Most are out searching for you, and others are contending for the clan’s resources. Consequently, the city is relatively deserted. The few elders within the 500 ters are absent too; they’ll return tomorrow. With the Clan Leader’s return, you should rest. Tomorrow, the elders will personally brief the Clan Leader on the Demon Clan’s situation over the years,” the black-robed cultivators explained.
Observing the empty city, Gu Chaoyan felt a glimr of relief.
With no one around, perhaps she could devise a plan to escape under the cover of darkness.
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