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Eastern Line Defense Area of Immortal No. 3 Base, the small courtyard where Wang Fugui resides.
Due to his special and noble status, the Eastern Line Defense Area base allocated one of the best courtyards to him.
The courtyard is quite spacious, equipped with a dedicated study, bedroom, and a quiet room for cultivation. In the middle, there's even a small garden.
Even in the harsh outer demon realm, this place is isolated from the external environment by formations.
The garden is planted with numerous spirit plants, meticulously maintained to bloom in all seasons, creating a paradise-like atmosphere.
This environment is comparable to Wang Fugui's courtyard in the Wang's Clan, showing the high regard the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Sovereigns have for him.
However, if someone were to intrude into Wang Fugui's study at this moment, they would uncover a shocking secret!
Wang Fugui is actually "colluding" with the outer demon clan.
At this moment.Sitting opposite Wang Fugui is a purebred demon exuding a fierce aura.
Its entire body, including its face, is covered in a layer of dark red hard scales, with robust limbs and distinct dragon-like features, including a pair of massive dragon wings on its back, looking imposing and domineering.
Even though it has restrained its aura to the extreme, it still exudes an invincible sense of power, as if it could crush mountains with a single punch.
Clearly, this demon body contains terrifying power.
At this moment, the "demon" is gulping down Wang Fugui's immortal brew, exhaling in satisfaction, while carefully holding a letter with elegant handwriting, engrossed in reading it.
The letter is brief, only a few hundred words, yet it has read it over ten times. Whenever it reaches a joyful part, it takes another swig of the immortal brew.
"Your Highness, King of the South." Wang Fugui, somewhat impatient, cautiously reminded, "You can save it for later. I'm afraid if you read it too much, you might lose interest."
He was actually concerned about his immortal brew.
Since Yuntai An transformed into a Dragonblood Demon God, not only did his physique become extraordinarily strong, but his alcohol tolerance also increased significantly. In just a short while, he had already downed several bottles.
"How could I ever tire of Luo Miao's letters?" Yuntai An glared at Wang Fugui discontentedly, "Luo Miao's letters, though they don't mention romance, are filled with expectations and concern for me. Every time I read them, I feel a surge of motivation."
"During this time, I've been infiltrating the demon lairs alone, running around, exhausted, enduring the ever-present danger and endless loneliness. It's because of my concern for Miao Miao that I can persevere, always full of endless motivation."
Wang Fugui's mouth twitched: "As long as Your Highness is happy."
After speaking, Yuntai An seemed to take Wang Fugui's advice, carefully folding Luo Miao's letter and putting it away.
Energy and motivation are indeed better absorbed slowly; taking in too much at once might be overwhelming.
After taking two more gulps of immortal brew, he looked at Wang Fugui expectantly: "Fugui, did you forget to give me something?"
"Something? No, I didn't." Wang Fugui was puzzled.
"Impossible!" Yuntai An didn't believe it, staring intently at Wang Fugui, "I can sense Luo Miao's affection in every word. How could she not send something along with the letter? Like a personal handkerchief or scarf, something that could inspire me to greater potential and create infinite possibilities."
"Oh, Your Highness means that." Wang Fugui slapped his forehead, as if remembering something, "My great-aunt indeed sent something along with the letter, and I forgot for a moment."
"Fugui, you brat, how could you forget such an important thing?" Yuntai An criticized harshly, "You're being irresponsible to me and to the future of humanity."
"Yes, yes, Your Highness is right to reprimand me. I left it in the room." Wang Fugui stood up and bowed deeply, apologizing, "Please wait a moment, I'll fetch it for you."
"What is it? I'll go with you to get it." In his Dragonblood Demon God state, Yuntai An became extremely excited and full of anticipation.
"Your Highness, you need patience; waiting a bit will lead to a better surprise."
Wang Fugui quickly calmed Yuntai An with a few words, then left the study, closing the door behind him. He signaled to Jiang Qinglian, the personal guard outside, to follow him to the room for a conversation.
Jiang Qinglian immediately understood, quietly following him into Wang Fugui's room and proactively closing the door tightly.
"Young Master, what are your orders?" Jiang Qinglian looked at Wang Fugui, her eyes slightly expectant.
"Sister Qinglian, do you have a handkerchief?" Wang Fugui asked, "Preferably one you've used personally."
Jiang Qinglian gave Wang Fugui a complex look, shaking her head: "Young Master, with my fashionable attire, why would I use such a retro item as a handkerchief? How about something else?"
She always dressed like a professional woman and had no habit of using handkerchiefs.
"A scarf then? A scarf would do." Wang Fugui changed his approach.
Jiang Qinglian glanced at Wang Fugui from head to toe, seeing his tall and elegant figure, his demeanor extraordinary, like a graceful young gentleman. Various emotions surged in her heart, her beautiful eyes filled with a mix of emotions and relief.
Unknowingly, their young master had shed his youthful immaturity, growing into a graceful young man, exuding masculinity in every gesture.
Yet, both his fiancées were still quite young, unable to marry for the time being. The young master's sudden request seemed reasonable.
"Young Master, how about stockings?" Jiang Qinglian glanced at her long legs, proudly and expectantly suggesting, "I have both white and black ones."
Wang Fugui gave Jiang Qinglian a meaningful look, then turned and walked towards the courtyard.
"Young Master, if you have special needs, I have used ones too." Jiang Qinglian quickly added, "Rest assured, I'll keep it a secret."
Isn't Jiang Qinglian a bit too much?
Wang Fugui's mouth twitched, his expression becoming increasingly indescribable.
This place is not suitable for lingering.
He hurriedly opened the door and quickened his pace to the courtyard.
After looking around, he picked up a twig, thought for a moment, then put it down. Then, he scanned the surroundings and spotted a beautiful pebble by the pool. His eyes lit up, and he went over to pick it up, wiped it clean, and put it in his pocket before heading off to find Yuntai An.
A moment later.
In the study, Yuntai An looked solemnly at the pebble, his expression full of doubt.
He examined it from every angle, but it was just an ordinary pebble, with no special energy fluctuations or unique patterns, nothing special at all.
If anything, it was perhaps particularly round?
He stared at it for a long time, pondering, but eventually, he couldn't figure it out and had to ask Wang Fugui: "Fugui, what does it mean that Miao Miao sent me a stone? What's special about this stone?"
Wang Fugui's expression was innocent: "I haven't really dated much, so I don't understand matters of the heart among you elders."
Looking at him, no one would suspect he was lying through his teeth.
"I guess Miao Miao wants to encourage me with this stone, to be strong, to have a heart as steadfast as a stone while in the outer regions, not swayed by external things." Yuntai An stared at the pebble, his thoughts swirling, gradually forming a hypothesis, "At the same time, it represents a promise, that she will wait for me until this stone decays."
The more Yuntai An thought about it, the more it made sense, and he couldn't help but hold the stone to his chest, deeply moved: "Miao Miao, I understand your intentions. Rest assured, I will not disappoint your expectations."
Alright, as long as you're happy!
Wang Fugui felt quite relieved inside.
Now, His Highness should be able to carry out his mission in the outer demon realm properly.
After a long while, Yuntai An finally snapped out of the emotion of receiving a "precious gift."
He carefully put away the stone, treating it as if it were a treasure. Once it was safely stored, he looked at Wang Fugui with some concern: "Fugui, I have another troublesome matter. Can you help me figure out a solution?"
"Your Highness, please speak freely. If I can solve it, I definitely will." Wang Fugui nodded.
He knew that Yuntai An's infiltration of the outer demon realm was of great strategic significance to humanity. He would certainly help if he could.
"I've devoured many demon crystals, but recently my cultivation has stagnated, stuck at the peak of the Demon King level, unable to advance. I feel like I've hit a bottleneck." Yuntai An said with some frustration, "I think to truly advance to a Demon God, I might need to devour the most exquisite Demon God Crystals."
Demon God Crystals are among the most precious resources in the demon realm, equivalent in status to Immortal Crystals for humans.
It's well known that Immortal Crystals are extremely scarce, even True Immortals don't have many and are very cautious about letting them out.
Although Yuntai An has rampaged through the demon realm, collecting a large number of demon crystals, he has yet to obtain a single Demon God Crystal!
The rarity of Demon God Crystals is evident.
In fact, with his current demon body, he's already equivalent to a peak Lingxu Realm expert among humans, an incredibly powerful existence.
But a Demon God and a Demon King are ultimately different.
Until he becomes a Demon God, he can't truly dominate the demon realm. Moreover, he has a feeling that once he achieves a Demon God body, his human body will also gain significant benefits.
"The Yincha Demon God must have Demon God Crystals." Wang Fugui pondered for a moment and said.
"Isn't that obvious?" Yuntai An glared at Fugui, "Which Demon God doesn't have Demon God Crystals? But the problem is, I can't beat any of them right now!"
"Your Highness, please be patient." Wang Fugui smiled, "I have a plan that will make the Yincha Demon God happily give you the Demon God Crystals."
Yuntai An's spirits lifted immediately: "Teach me, Fugui."
"Your Highness, come closer."
Wang Fugui gestured for Yuntai An to come closer, then whispered a plan.
In no time, Yuntai An's large, bull-like demon eyes widened in surprise: "Can it really be done like that?"
"It can."
Wang Fugui nodded firmly.
Then, he whispered some additional instructions.
"Good, good, it's a brilliant plan. This way, I can hope to regain my Demon God strength." Yuntai An was invigorated, as if he could already see himself becoming a Demon God, dominating the world.
However, after a moment of daydreaming, he suddenly realized something, looking at Wang Fugui with concern: "But, you're quite devious, crafty, and ruthless, always squeezing people dry. I'm starting to worry about my Mengyu."
Wang Fugui gave him a long, deep look.
Yuntai An felt a chill, as if trouble was looming, and quickly changed the subject: "Alright, alright, I admit, I was just joking with you."
Just then
Jiang Qinglian's voice came from outside: "Young Master, the manager of the Treasure Pavilion branch at Immortal No. 3 Base has sent an invitation. They said that last time you visited the Treasure Pavilion, Lady Shuanghua, the manager, was not present, so you didn't find any desirable treasures."
"To apologize, Lady Shuanghua has decided to offer the branch's most prized treasures for your appraisal or purchase, all at a 20% discount."
"Prized treasures?" Wang Fugui's eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems worth a visit."
Yuntai An, hearing this, seized the opportunity and said: "Fugui, you go ahead, I'll carry out the plan now."
With that, he transformed into a dark red streak of light and vanished, clearly eager to execute the plan against the Yincha Demon God.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
At the edge of the Eastern Line Defense Area, near the Immortal No. 3 defense zone, a massive fortress stood tall, like the most diligent guard, controlling the entrance and exit.
Gray-black demonic energy swirled around it, giving it an imposing aura that inspired awe.
Although the front lines were ablaze with battle, this fortress faced the Immortal No. 3 defense zone and was some distance from the front lines, so it remained unaffected by the war.
On this day.
As the blood moon rose on the horizon, a flying chariot discreetly departed from the fortress, heading straight for the Immortal No. 3 Base.
The flying chariot looked quite ordinary, indistinguishable from those commonly used by the military.
Inside the chariot, however, sat four young people dressed in luxurious attire, exuding extraordinary charm.
Among them were two men and two women. The men both had an elegant demeanor, like graceful young gentlemen, though one had a slightly rounder face, and the other had a somewhat casual air.
The two girls, however, were of different ages. The older one wore a luxurious princess gown, with bright eyes and a beautiful appearance, while the younger one, just five or six years old, wore an exquisite little princess dress, as adorable as a doll.
Needless to say, the two girls were Yun Mengyu and Princess Zhaoyu.
As for the two young gentlemen, the one with the slightly rounder face was naturally Wang Fugui, and the other was none other than Third Prince Shentu Jingming.
At this moment, Wang Fugui, Yun Mengyu, and Princess Zhaoyu were all glaring at Shentu Jingming, as if conducting a trial.
"Why are you all looking at me like that?" The Third Prince said innocently.
"We're going shopping and having fun." Yun Mengyu stared at the Third Prince, her delicate and beautiful face showing clear displeasure, "Why are you tagging along?"
Over the years, Yun Mengyu had grown into a vibrant young woman, with a graceful figure and exquisite features, exuding youthful energy in every gesture.
"I'm just bored." The Third Prince said, "The Red Tiger Regiment I brought has been sent to the front lines, and even Ruobing has gone to work. Isn't it too cruel to leave me alone in the Eastern Line Defense Area? I want to go shopping too."
"Third Brother!" Princess Zhaoyu pouted in anger, "We're a group of young people going out, why are you, an old man of several hundred years, tagging along?"
"I'm not several hundred years old! I'm not even three hundred yet." The Third Prince protested indignantly, "I'm a young person too, you know?"
"How can you say that? The three of us together are only over forty, not even close to your age. Is it fun for you to hang out with us?" Yun Mengyu frowned, full of disdain, "Besides, you're so old, don't you feel a generation gap or discomfort hanging out with us? And Ruobing is out there earning merits on the front lines, can't you go kill some enemies too?"
"My future path is that of a wise emperor, overseeing the big picture and grand strategy. Fighting and killing aren't suitable for me." The Third Prince said matter-of-factly.
Upon hearing this, Princess Zhaoyu and Yun Mengyu both looked at him with undisguised disdain and contempt.
How thick-skinned must one be to say such shameless words without flinching?
However, the Third Prince was always known for his thick skin. Despite being thoroughly despised, he still acted as if he wasn't planning to leave the chariot, instead chatting with Fugui: "Fugui, have you heard? Recently, the Little Demon Lord took advantage of us holding off the demon forces to attack their rear, achieving great success."
"Yes, I've heard. It seems the Little Demon Lord's achievements this time are quite impressive." Wang Fugui nodded calmly, clearly already informed.
Today, his attire was a departure from his usual low-key style. His clothes and jade crown were lavish and extravagant, and the storage ring on his hand was one of the many Dao artifacts he obtained from Shenwu Academy, a Dao-level storage ring.
Even the folding fan he was waving was a Dao artifact, and the sword at his waist was a semi-Immortal Artifact.
Such an appearance truly gave him the aura of the most distinguished young noble of the Immortal Dynasty.
"Bah, what's impressive? It's just shameless." The Third Prince cursed with disdain, "Our people are fighting life and death on the front lines, and instead of helping, he sneaks in to attack and claim glory. I've never seen such a shameless person."
"That's not entirely fair." Wang Fugui's expression remained calm, "Regardless, the Little Demon Lord's tactics and timing were well executed, and he did weaken the demon forces and strengthen humanity. From a broader perspective, he indeed made significant contributions to humanity."
"Fugui, how can you speak for that villain?" Princess Zhaoyu widened her eyes, slightly displeased, "Aren't you supposed to be clever and resourceful? Shouldn't you think of a way to trip him up?"
During this time, Wang Fugui had been very "attentive" in hosting Princess Zhaoyu. Despite the limited conditions at Immortal No. 3 Base, he had provided "meticulous" care.
As a result, Princess Zhaoyu's attitude towards Wang Fugui had noticeably improved in this short time, gradually realizing that although Wang Fugui's face was a bit rounder, in terms of demeanor, elegance, wisdom, character, and wealth, few could compare to him.
Little girls, after all, have quick-changing thoughts and strong adaptability.
Hearing Princess Zhaoyu's dissatisfaction, Wang Fugui's expression turned serious: "Zhaoyu! Although the Little Demon Lord has conflicts with us and the Wang's Clan, he's currently attacking demons on the battlefield, killing enemies for humanity. No matter what, he's contributing to humanity as a whole. If I were to hinder him or stab him in the back, what kind of person would that make me?"
Princess Zhaoyu, despite being criticized, wasn't angry. Instead, her eyes lit up as she looked at Wang Fugui: "Fugui, you make a lot of sense. In terms of the big picture, you're much better than my Third Brother."
"Tch, Fugui is just talking." The Third Prince sneered, "If you're so big-picture, why not help the Little Demon Lord?"
"It's not that I can't help." Wang Fugui frowned slightly, pondering, "His strategic position is quite good now. If I help him, it could expand the results for both him and humanity. However"
Yun Mengyu, seemingly understanding Wang Fugui well, said: "Fugui is worried about the Little Demon Lord's character. If we help him expand his achievements, he might turn around and bite us."
"We have to be cautious." Wang Fugui chuckled, "Let's give him another chance. Hopefully, he can find his way back and consider issues from humanity's perspective. Otherwise, hehe But my plan isn't mature yet; it lacks a key opportunity."
From his tone, it was clear he had been planning this for some time, not just a spur-of-the-moment idea.
"What key opportunity?" The Third Prince was extremely curious, "When will the opportunity come?"
"Opportunity, well"
Wang Fugui's gaze turned to the flying chariot's window.
Outside, the outline of Glory Street in Immortal No. 3 Base was faintly visible. Among them, the luxurious high-rise of the Treasure Pavilion branch was particularly striking, like a crane standing among chickens.
A smile appeared on Wang Fugui's lips: "Perhaps, after today, the opportunity will come."
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