Chapter 112: The Four Great Pets (Part I)

“Yes.” The Blood Demon Ancestor chuckled darkly, his mood exceedingly cheerful. “This great battle has restored about twenty percent of my power…”

“What? Only twenty percent restored?”

Chen Changsheng and his daughter both stared in astonishment, wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

So, after all this time, the old demon’s strength had only recovered by a mere fifth. Why was he so excited, as if he had fully regained his power?

Yet, even at just twenty percent, this ancient demon was already terrifying beyond measure. To imagine how dreadful he must have been at his peak eons ago was unfathomable.

“That’s right. I have restored about twenty percent of my strength now, but I am already quite satisfied. I believe that one day, my power will be fully restored, and then I shall once again be the fearsome Demon King whose name strikes terror into all.”

A mixture of pride and anticipation shone upon the Blood Demon Ancestor’s face.

After a moment’s pause, he added, “As for my memory, much has also been recovered, yet I still cannot recall the exact location of the Void Gate within the Sacred Domain.”

“Old geezer, your memory’s recovery is far too slow,” Chen Die’er said with a hint of displeasure. “From now on, you’re forbidden from eating leftovers.”

“Ah, my lady, no, please don’t!” The Blood Demon Ancestor was alarmed and hurriedly exclaimed, “I swear, I will restore my memory as quickly as possible and recall precisely where the Void Gate lies.”

The leftovers from the Chen family contained vast spiritual lineage. Even the broth and juices were immensely beneficial to consume.

To deny him such nourishment was tantamount to sentencing him to death.

“Fine,” Chen Die’er nodded.

“Very well. Now, I shall see if I can transform the three elders of the Baidan Sacred Kingdom,” the Blood Demon Ancestor said, his face alight with expectation. With a thought, four streaks of radiant energy shot forth from his body and landed on the ground.

Before them stood the three elders of the Baidan Sacred Kingdom, along with Hua Manlou.

At this moment, the three elders had reverted to human form—three old men.

Chen Changsheng and his daughter observed them carefully. The Spring Ancestor was tall and robust, his hair partially white. The Summer Ancestor was stout, with a face resembling a gourd. The Autumn Ancestor was hunched over, his hair pure white.

Each elder bore distinctive features, easy to tell apart.

“Oh, so this is what the three elders look like,” Chen Die’er murmured, her bright eyes blinking curiously as she examined the Baidan Sacred Kingdom elders.

“Damn it, flee!”

“Quick!”

As soon as the three elders and Hua Manlou emerged, they shouted in unison and scattered rapidly.

“Pathetic! You’ve come this far, and yet all four of you still think to run?”

The Blood Demon Ancestor sneered with contempt. With a wave of his arm, dark demonic energy surged forth, engulfing Hua Manlou and the three elders.

A powerful restraining force immediately bound them in midair, rendering them unable to move.

“Ah, damn you, demon! Let us go!” Hua Manlou roared.

“Let you go?” The Blood Demon Ancestor sneered. “I have not drained your blood essence only because you possess the Four Great Seeds. Otherwise, you four would have long since turned to ash!”

“Besides, the Baidan Sacred Kingdom no longer exists. Even if I let you go, where would you escape to?”

Hua Manlou and the three elders trembled violently, their eyes wide with shock as they fixed their gaze on the Blood Demon Ancestor, as if they wished to tear him apart alive.

The Baidan Sacred Kingdom had been the strongest foundation of the Eastern Domain, yet in an instant, it was utterly destroyed. From this day forth, the Baidan Sacred Kingdom was no more.

“Do not look at me like that. Honestly, I might as well tell you: it was the Sacred Domain that truly destroyed your kingdom, not I. It had nothing to do with me,” the Blood Demon Ancestor said, shaking his head.

“The Sacred Domain?”

Hua Manlou and the three elders looked at one another in astonishment. Hua Manlou growled, “Impossible! The Baidan Sacred Kingdom has no grudge against the Sacred Domain. Why would the Sacred Domain want to destroy us?”

“Fools!” The Blood Demon Ancestor snorted disdainfully. “Your crown prince was slain by the princess of the Spring-Autumn Sacred Kingdom, and your kingdom’s treasured relic, the Yearwheel Flower, was destroyed. Anyone with half a brain would know that you’re going to launch a full-scale assault against the Spring-Autumn Sacred Kingdom to seize their treasure, or else you will face extinction.”

“The Spring-Autumn Sacred Kingdom’s princess, Donggong Qianxue, has already gained entrance to the Sacred Domain—she is practically half one of them. If you annihilate the Spring-Autumn Sacred Kingdom, there is no way she will let it go. That would inevitably become a conflict between you and the Sacred Domain.”

“Why didn’t the Sacred Domain’s Dantai Wushuang just eliminate you before you acted?”

After a pause, the Blood Demon Ancestor snorted coldly. “The reason your Baidan Sacred Kingdom perished in the end was because you yourselves were too eager to enter the Sacred Domain. You foolishly sent your prince to fight with your kingdom’s relic. Your fate is self-inflicted—blame no one but yourselves!”

Hua Manlou and the three elders fell silent, their bodies trembling violently.

They were filled with hatred—an overwhelming fury beyond measure!

“Enough. Let me introduce you,” the Blood Demon Ancestor said, turning to Chen Changsheng and his daughter. “This is Young Master Chen, and this is his daughter, also my little mistress.”

“This little girl is your little mistress?” Hua Manlou and the three elders stared at Chen Die’er in shock.

Heavens! This ancient demon was a being from the Realm of the Gods, yet he acknowledged this little girl as his master.

What on earth was the background of Young Master Chen and his daughter?

Their hearts pounded wildly as they beheld Chen Changsheng and his daughter, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight—utterly astonished.

Chen Changsheng said nothing, only smiling calmly at Hua Manlou and the elders.

Chen Die’er tightly grasped his large hand, her eyes filled with curiosity as she studied the four of them. “Old geezer, I think you really should keep these four as your pets. They can even transform into trees—that’s worth studying closely.”

“Studying closely?”

Hua Manlou and the three elders gasped sharply.

“Haha, my little mistress, I think the same,” the Blood Demon Ancestor chuckled twice. “From now on, you four shall be my pets. Hmph, you have no idea what great fortune it is to become my pets, earned over countless lifetimes.”

At this moment, Hua Manlou and the three elders were filled with despair. Once they had been proud and mighty, yet now, they were reduced to pets of this ancient demon.

“Ah, the spiritual energy here… my heavens, what is this place?”

Suddenly, all four trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

They realized the spiritual energy here was so dense it could not be dispersed—every breath they took was filled with pure spiritual essence.