Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The few elders of the Demon Clan exchanged uneasy glances, hesitant to disclose the true state of affairs within the clan to her.
Unwilling to reveal the dire situation that could potentially lead to the extermination of the Demon Clan if exposed, they kept silent.
Observing their reluctance and sensing their withholding of information, the Demon Clan’s Dao Child grew increasingly frustrated.
In a burst of frustration, he declared, “If you old folks won’t tell , I’ll inform Sister.”
With determination, he continued, “Sister.”
“The current state of our clan is dire. Since your disappearance a thousand years ago, the Demon Clan has faced a daily decline. Other clans, sensing our vulnerability, exploit us. Initially, they could safeguard our people, but over centuries, the Demon Clan City has beco unable to protect all its mbers.”
“Now, we can only defend the Demon Clan City. Many of our kin have been drained dry by other clans. Most Demon Clan mbers have scattered, searching for you, Clan Leader. The remaining few roam, attempting to deliver justice to those of our kind.”
“Sister, if you don’t return soon, the fate of the Demon Clan City is precarious. I fear…” The Dao Child’s voice quivered with sorrow, and he hesitated to articulate the grim outco.
Everyone anticipated the impending revelation.
Should the Clan Leader of the Demon Clan continue to stay absent, the demons’ ability to endure seed doubtful.
Gu Chaoyan cast a concerned gaze upon the youthful Demon Clan’s Dao Child. His youthfulness suggested a fear of confronting the harsh reality, and Gu Chaoyan empathized with his distress.
Her distress deepened as she observed the transformation in the Dao Child’s countenance.
From sorrow, his expression morphed into one of hatred, his eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty intensity. He gleefully exclaid, “Thankfully, Sister, you’ve returned. With you here, not only will no one dare to oppress our Demon Clan, but those who tornted us before—I want them dismbered, skinned, and split in half! I’ll drink their blood and fashion a necklace from their eyeballs for the Clan Leader.”
Gu Chaoyan’s features twitched at the sudden shift.
The once pitiable child had transford into sothing resembling a little demon. A chill ran down her spine at the grim realization that if her identity were exposed, a grueso fate awaited her.
A forced smile appeared on Gu Chaoyan’s face.
Searching for soone else to settle scores with? With her current cultivation level, a half-step Golden Immortal, such vengeance seed implausible.
She spoke with forced enthusiasm, “Of course, of course. Now that I’m back, we must champion the fiends and demons, fortify the Demon Clan, and dispel our despondency.”
While she knew these were empty words, Gu Chaoyan felt obligated to voice them to protect the Elders.
“Sister, with you here, I can achieve it all,” the Demon Clan’s Dao Child proclaid, gazing at Gu Chaoyan with unwavering admiration.
Forced to reciprocate, Gu Chaoyan managed a strained smile. “Yes,” she affird.
However, the other elders remained skeptical and did not fully place their trust in him, maintaining an air of suspicion.
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