"What? You recognize this thing?" Zhou Hong looked at Hei Xiao Lu in surprise. Was his demon-subduing pest so famous?
"Nonsense, the Demon-Subduing Pest is a famous demonic artifact of the Demon-Subduing Old Man. This is a third-grade demonic artifact. Later, with the death of the Demon-Subduing Old Man, his third-grade demonic artifact also disappeared."
"How powerful was this Demon-Subduing Old Man? Why is his demonic artifact so famous?"
"This Demon-Subduing Old Man was a Demon King, even stronger than my father. I heard he was at least a second-grade Demon King. Although his demonic artifact wasn't of a very high grade, it was crafted exceptionally well. It can freely change size, with endless magical uses. I was a little skeptical at first, but seeing you use it instantly just now, I finally understand that this Demon-Subduing Pest is indeed not an ordinary demonic artifact. It's just...!"
"Just what?" Zhou Hong frowned slightly.
"It's just that legend has it that this demonic artifact cannot be easily subdued by just anyone. Anyone who can subdue it must be a powerhouse or genius no less than the Demon-Subduing Old Man himself. Therefore, the Demon-Subduing Old Man once established a rule: whoever can control the Demon-Subduing Pest in the future will be the next palace lord of the Evil Moon Demon Palace."
"Evil Moon Demon Palace?"
"Yes, this Evil Moon Demon Palace was a demonic sect founded by the Demon-Subduing Old Man, but it has now been destroyed."
"Oh, oh." Zhou Hong nodded. He didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse. After all, the demonic palace had been destroyed. If the enemies who destroyed it found out that Zhou Hong had obtained the Demon-Subduing Pest, they might come after him, and that would be terrible.
At this point, Hei Xiao Lu asked, "Xiao Cui, how did you get this Demon-Subduing Pest? And how could you possibly subdue it? This demonic artifact wasn't forged with ordinary materials. It was refined using the souls of countless, countless spirits. It's extremely evil and possesses billions of wills. Even a Demon King would find it hard to subdue."
"Miss, my real name is Zhou Hong. If you don't mind, you can just call me Zhou Hong. As for where I got this thing, it's meaningless to say now. It's mine anyway. As for why I could subdue it, hehe, perhaps this demonic artifact also felt that I, Zhou Hong, am not an ordinary person, so it was willing to submit to me. By the way, Miss, do you have any demonic artifacts? What grade is your demonic artifact?" Zhou Hong asked curiously.
Hei Xiao Lu snorted indifferently, "Do you think everyone has such great fortune as you? Of course, I have a demonic artifact, but unfortunately, its grade is even less than first-grade. I'm still refining it, hoping to reach first-grade soon."
Zhou Hong was a little surprised that Hei Xiao Lu didn't even have a first-grade demonic artifact.
"That's unlikely. Your father is a first-grade Demon King, couldn't he find you a first-grade demonic artifact?"
"Do you think first-grade demonic artifacts are everywhere? My father himself only possesses a second-grade demonic artifact. My other nine older sisters and their husbands, ten of them, have first-grade demonic artifacts, all found with my father's help. Moreover, a demonic artifact also needs to match one's cultivated demonic techniques."
Zhou Hong nodded. Zhou Hong currently had no demonic techniques to cultivate, but what surprised him was that he could use the Demon-Subduing Pest with incredible ease, without any demonic technique to match.
Zhou Hong instantly put away the Demon-Subduing Pest.
"Zhou Hong, you possess a third-grade demonic artifact. Unless absolutely necessary, you should not use it lightly. Even my father, you'd best not let him know." Hei Xiao Lu kindly reminded him.
"Thank you for the reminder." Zhou Hong felt a bit depressed. He had originally thought that since he couldn't use world power, he should at least be able to use the Demon-Subduing Pest freely, but it turned out he still couldn't use it as he pleased.
"You're welcome."
Zhou Hong chuckled, "Then are you not angry now that I cross-dressed as a woman?"
Hei Xiao Lu snorted heavily, "Do you think it's possible for me not to be angry? You scoundrel, impersonating a woman and even bathing me, that's one thing, but then you massaged me, from my back to my front, leaving me with no privacy at all."
Hei Xiao Lu became more and more agitated as she spoke.
"If you want me to take responsibility, I'm very willing. I'm afraid you'll look down on me."
"What does it matter if I look down on you? You've already seen all of me. Even if I don't have a good impression of you, I have no other choice."
Zhou Hong's heart leaped with joy, and he quickly took Hei Xiao Lu's hand and said, "Do you mean? You want to be my girlfriend?"
Hei Xiao Lu hurriedly pulled her hand back.
"You are truly shameless. It seems that your previous pretense of being shy and silent as Xiao Cui was all an act."
"Haha, Xiao Lu, since you've already seen me, then be my girlfriend, unless you think I'm not good enough for you."
Hei Xiao Lu lowered her head, her heart conflicted. Although she didn't have a good impression of Zhou Hong, after all, someone who would do such a thing couldn't earn her favor. However, she had already been massaged by Zhou Hong so thoroughly. With such strict separation between men and women, who else could she go to besides Zhou Hong? Even if she found another man, and he didn't know about her "dirty past," she herself would be filled with shame.
"Xiao Lu, don't hesitate. Be my wife, okay?" Zhou Hong suddenly remembered a similar song he had heard on Earth and immediately started singing and dancing.
"...If you don't know where to go tomorrow, then stay by my side and be my wife, okay? My not-so-broad arms will be your warm embrace. If you're tired of the storms outside, then stay by my side and be my wife, okay...!"
Hei Xiao Lu heard the unfamiliar melody from Zhou Hong and her expression was indeed slightly startled. Moreover, Zhou Hong's singing repeatedly called for her to be his wife, which made Hei Xiao Lu's heart pound.
"Xiao Lu, look what's on your head." Suddenly, Zhou Hong shouted.
But in the next second, taking advantage of Hei Xiao Lu looking up, Zhou Hong suddenly kissed her small lips.
"Ah...!" Hei Xiao Lu was stunned. Her body trembled slightly, and a numb sensation spread throughout her body. When she tried to push Zhou Hong away with force, she found she couldn't even lift her hands. Even when she managed to lift them with all her might, the numb sensation made it impossible to push Zhou Hong away.
Thus, Hei Xiao Lu gradually lost herself, like a drowning person, slowly losing her sense of direction. Her body gradually sank down, from initial struggles to a gradual, involuntary cooperation.
At this moment, Zhou Hong felt Hei Xiao Lu's lips responding to him, her breathing becoming heavier and more involuntary. He chuckled.