Chapter 136.2: Flip the Table, If Someone Has to Die, Its You!
"Blood Drop, no matter where, I’m willing to say with you. I’ll wait for you."
Just like back on Nine Plate Mountain. Her black veil drifted down, revealing a pale, flawless left cheek branded with a cursed mark.
Qi Yuan took in both the mark and her breathtaking beauty. He remembered what he once said and murmured, "The Golden Canary has always been the number one beauty of the Eighteen Mountains."
She had never been ugly.
Canary could no longer hold back. Just like in the old days, she leaped into Qi Yuan’s arms, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. Her delicate, petite frame clung to him like a koala.
Qi Yuan held her, eyes full of quiet laughter. This damned game, it really does want to hand me a virtual wife!
Then, he looked at the Great Sun Golden Lotus and opened his mouth wide. The endlessly blazing flower flew straight into his mouth.
It blazed with fire, its heat scorching, powerful enough to disintegrate the entire world. Yet Qi Yuan remained utterly unafraid. An infinitely terrifying aura surged within him, threatening to rip him apart. He felt unimaginably powerful, yet also on the verge of exploding.
Canary clung to him like a quiet little bird, silent and still. Countless eyes were on her, yet she felt no shame—only a deep, aching wish to make the moment last.
Raising the blood-red longsword, Qi Yuan addressed the hundred thousand Supremes behind him, "Inner demons are all illusions! Forget your demons, and they cease to exist!"
Empowered by the lotus, Qi Yuan's voice swept through the Myriad Demon Gate, spreading across the entire Flowing Wind World.
While holding the Canary, Qi Yuan pointed his longsword at the heavens. "All demon spawns of the world, by my decree, forge this blade!"