A fight between Wen Renye and He Sorshi was truly a fight between Immortals.

    The sky was dim, and the ground began to crack open with cracks several meters wide, it was made by knife energy. The crazy tremor of the giant chain and the scream of the ghost spirits, resounded throughout the Netherworld.

    Wenren Ye was just too skilled at fighting.

    Here it was the Netherworld and it was He Sorshi’s realm, and it was not known how long He Sorshi had lived for, even though he had been locked down by these giant iron chains, but it was just that he was unable to leave, and not that he was unable to fight.

    He Sorshi was being held by four iron chains, which were restricting his four limbs. One of them had a deep groove as if it had been sliced, shaking violently in the hopes that it may snap apart. That slice was made by the swipe of Jiang Zheliu’s sword, back when he was rescuing Jin Yujie from the river. He had split the river in two, slicing into the chains, almost unsuspectingly breaking one of the chains.

    Shi Binghen was completely immersed in his Devil Lord’s fight, he was so excited that he almost grab ahold of Jiang Zheliu’s shoulder, but seeing that the latter was like a flimsy sheet of paper, at the critical moment, he held himself back, and instead fiercely slapped his own thigh: “That’s amazing! You’re so fierce! He was so arrogant but he’s still getting owned by our Devil Lord!”

    Jiang Zheliu watched the amount of power that Shi Binghen had used to slap his own thigh and thought that if he’d have taken such a slap, they’d need to get his coffin ready.

    Just before when Wenren Ye had split the horse carriage in half, although he had ruffled the devil horse’s mane, he had not injured the two little demons. Ah-Chu had never seen such an exciting event before and he was completely stupified by the fighting style that he saw before him. It was Chang Qian who fished out a thick fur cloak from the spiritual storage device and put it over Jiang Zheliu’s shoulders.

    A half-demon half-devil’s scent is quite evident, and Shi Binghen noticed it immediately, he looked at Chang Qian with curiosity. He thought that this kind of mixed blood was quite uncommon. Although the elder brother of his Devil Lord had died long ago, he was very productive, with his first wife, he produced a little master called Wenren Xi and then after his first wife died, he found a second spouse who was a snake demon.

    The Devil Realm’s customs were very simple, whoever was the best at fighting could get married, no matter whether it was a male or female, it was just that there was a significant difference in strength, the majority of the best fighters were mainly male. They also had a very strong notion of being faithful unto death, no matter if it was a male or female, visiting a prost*tute was strictly frowned upon, not to mention marrying a second spouse.

    Chang Qian’s father was a devil who had been judged severely in the Devil Realm.

    Because of these two customs of enjoying battle and faithfulness to their spouse, there was never much growth in the population in the Devil Realm. Birth rate and death rate were relatively level. They were maintained in a state where each individual was fierce and frightening, but their numbers were unable to reproduce quickly.

    Chang Qian was breaking out in a cold sweat due to this devil in red fixating on him, but being close to Jiang Zheliu made him less afraid. He reached out to straighten out Jiang Zheliu’s cloak, and looked at his shenxian gege for a while, who seemed to be exhausted, feeling a little sorry for him, he asked quietly: “Gege, are you cold?”

    Jiang Zheliu shook his head, he was so tired but he didn’t dare to sleep, his gaze was on the fight the whole time, unable to look or think about anything else.

    Shi Binghen who was also beside Jiang Zheliu had taken this Devil Queen’s safety with extreme prudence, but he also couldn’t help himself coming out with: “What’s this? That’s it? Is that it? This guy wants to fight with our Devil Lord? He really just needs a good spanking……”

    He was garrulous for quite some time, but this actually seemed to help Jiang Zheliu gather his thoughts, the latter grabbed Shi Binghen’s hand and said: “Ask Wenren Ye to come back.”

    Shi Binghen stared at his own hand which had been grabbed by Jiang Zheliu, and said blankly: “Sister-in-law….. That.. that… doesn’t seem to be a good idea…”

    His brain had already gravitated towards the consequences of eloping with the Devil Queen, if it wasn’t for the Devil Lord bestowing great kindness and favour1 upon him, he might have actually really considered it.

    He Sorshi had not fully grasped the situation when he saw that Wenren Ye had already retreated entirely and quickly dropped back beside Jiang Zheliu and had suddenly picked up that snow-white haired useless Xianzun in his arms.

    In the next moment, that dauntless and peerless devil actually got up close to the white haired Jiang Zheliu and whispered with much grievance: “Who do you want to leave with?”

    The Devil Lord picked him up, whilst the bone armour all of his body completely disappeared, and he had turned back into his human form. He reached out with one hand to straighten the fur cloak on the other’s body and whispered: “Sleep.”

    He spoke calmly and unhurriedly. Next to him, Shi Binghen listened to this conversation with curiosity. He looked steadily at the back of the Devil Lord leaving the Netherworld with the Devil Queen, he clicked his tongue, and whispered, “It’s amazing to have someone to hold.”

    It really was amazing.

    Shi Binghen turned to glance at the seven or eight lonely devils who were still fighting next to him, and resignedly picked up two little demons who couldn’t react, and followed his Devil Lord to leave.

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    Jiang Zheliu looked over towards the window, and then looked down at the claw which was grasping his ankle, he tried to explain gently: “You don’t need to worry, I will dress warmly.”

    The implication was that he will make sure he won’t freeze.

    Jiang Zheliu had always upheld his word, since he said that he would definitely take care of himself, not to mention… he didn’t want to die at all now. He couldn’t bear the idea of leaving the little devil by himself in this world, to the little devil this was truly the cruelest thing.

    ……. At least, let me accompany him a little longer.

    Wenren Ye did not let go and put Jiang Zheliu back on the bed, every word filled with contradiction: “No way, it’s snowing outside.”

    Jiang Zheliu said: “But….”

    “I’ve already seen it, the plum flowers have blossomed.”

    Author Note:

    Unlike others, every word you say to me is like you’re acting wilfully.