"Did Crown Prince Motuo co looking for you?" Lanling asked.
"Yes." Hui Gu replied.
Lanling said, "It seems that neither the Dragon Temple nor the Motuo Empire want to subdue Na Xue. Is it rely because of one and a half million undead samurai? rely because of her skills as a Pinnacle Sub-King of the Earth Rank? Doesn’t seem like it!"
Hui Gu remained silent.
Lanling asked, "What kind of secrets does Na Xue have? Or maybe, what secrets does she represent for the supre Na Xue Royal Family?"
Hui Gu continued his silence.
Lanling said, "Hui Gu, my decision whether to kill Na Xue depends on my patience. Once my patience runs out, I will definitely kill her. But I won’t follow anyone’s orders, nor engage in any transactions, understand?"
Hui Gu said, "Understood."
Lanling instructed, "Then please leave, stop coming to with frivolous matters."
"Farewell!" Hui Gu said.
Once again, Lanling refused the Dragon Temple.
He was inclined to kill Na Xue as soon as his patience ran out. Even if he unnecessarily killed her, he wouldn’t use her to exchange for Gui Qinshao.
Because right now, neither Gui Qinshao nor others are in mortal danger. In fact, releasing Gui Qinshao at this mont by the Dragon Temple might not necessarily be a good thing.
Lanling must demonstrate a certain determination, an absolute will not to negotiate with the Dragon Temple. After establishing this bottom line, many things will beco easier to handle.
After negotiating with Hui Gu, Lanling once again entered Na Xue’s Spatial Prison.
Na Xue has been imprisoned in this Spatial Prison for more than ten days now; she has settled down almost completely. The ancient witch characteristics have even disappeared, returning to her unparalleled human-like beauty, quietly sitting on the ground.
Lanling was on the other side of the Spatial Prison, separated from Na Xue by a thin, transparent energy wall.
"Kneel, swear allegiance to !" Lanling demanded.
"Dream on!" Na Xue retorted.
"Kneel, swear allegiance to !" Lanling demanded again.
"Dream on!" Na Xue retorted.
"Kneel, swear allegiance to !" Lanling demanded once more.
"Dream on!" Na Xue retorted.
Lanling repeated his demand a hundred tis, and Na Xue refused a hundred tis.
This was Lanling’s daily routine; every day he asked a hundred tis, having asked one thousand five hundred tis now.
Emperor Di Ming has begged countless tis to let him in to persuade Na Xue, but Lanling has always blocked this. Moreover, Lanling didn’t persuade, he didn’t ntion the Dragon Temple’s proposal to exchange Gui Qinshao, nor did he ntion the Dragon Temple’s desire for him to kill her. Ever since Na Xue was captured, Lanling had only one phrase: Kneel, swear allegiance to !
Even Na Xue could feel Lanling’s patience gradually wearing thin, his heart growing colder and more impatient. Once his patience completely depleted, it would be her ti to die.
...
"Fly, fly, fly..."
The Crown Prince of the Winged Tribe looked as if he had beco several years younger, ever since he regained his daughter. Each day after official duties concluded, he would spend ti with his daughter.
At this mont, the Crown Prince of the Winged Tribe was training little Yaya to fly, while nearby, Lan Suo was also wobbling as he learned to fly, truly trying to fly before even learning to run.
As for the King of the Winged Tribe, perhaps due to his inner guilt, he hardly ever ca forward to show affection towards his granddaughter.
Now, the Fla Demon Empire already has two princes: the Winged Tribe’s prince and the Witch Kingdom’s prince, Daji.
"Daji, if I were to marry Liren as a concubine in the future, does that an she cannot inherit the position of Witch Kingdom’s prince?" Lanling asked.
"Of course she can, Your Majesty!" The Witch Queen replied. "In fact, all won of the Witch Kingdom belong to Your Majesty, including myself."
The Witch Queen was exceptionally poised when she said this.
Her beauty is on par with Di Nie and Na Xue, yet her mature charm surpasses theirs, possibly making her the most alluring and tempting woman in this world.
Lanling asked, "Do you feel any attraction towards now?"
"I do, but not very strongly." The Witch Queen replied. "However, Your Majesty can favor anyti; I would be most willing to bear children for you. Once Your Majesty becos the true Demon Emperor, I might kneel before you, seeking your favor!"
Below, little Yaya was already flying deftly, while Lan Suo flapped his adorable wings, managing to hover about three feet off the ground, which was his limit.
"Have you ever seen a Bingren?" Lanling asked.
"I haven’t seen one, but I heard my teacher speak of them!" Demon Queen Daji said. "Her evaluation of Bingren is exceedingly high, and even when Bingren was very young, he defeated her."
Lanling said, "I heard Bingren and your teacher had so kind of relationship?"
Demon Queen Daji said, "There wasn’t. My teacher highly admired him, but didn’t feel an attraction. Bingren proposed to my teacher, but she didn’t accept. Our Witch Queens through the generations have all been consorts of the Demon Emperor. This isn’t a restriction; in reality, the energy aura of anyone beneath the Demon Emperor doesn’t stir our hearts."
Lanling asked, "And then?"
The Witch Queen replied, "Bingren’s ideal is to rejuvenate the Demon Race civilization, with the first choice being the Witch Kingdom. Because he felt the Witch Kingdom was the purest, most noble race in the Demon Domain. However, my teacher rejected him, so he went to the Tiancha tribe."
Lanling said, "Was Bingren’s ideal truly to rejuvenate the Demon Race civilization? Or was it a guise to realize his own ambition?"
The Witch Queen replied, "It truly was to rejuvenate the Demon Race civilization; he is a hero, a pure hero."
"Well done, well done..."
Seeing little Yaya flying so well, Yin Ji, Dina, Sha Yan, and others applauded. Lanling also gave her a thumbs up.
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