Published: January 18, 2025
Upon seeing Fang Mu Ling, the Old Elder's gaze instantly softened, as if he were basking in the warm spring breeze. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and surprisingly, that smile carried a hint of flattery.
If anyone else were to witness such an expression from a dignified transcendent expert, they would undoubtedly be left in shock; it was simply absurd.
“Miss, you’ve been out long enough this time. If you don’t return soon, this old servant won’t be able to explain things to the manor lord,” he said, taking a few steps closer to Fang Mu Ling with a bitter smile, his demeanor as humble as it could be.
Fang Mu Ling plopped down on the ground, somewhat speechless. “It’s pointless, too pointless! Every time I come out, Demon Elder, you follow me around. Can’t you let me be alone for a while?”
With a look of exasperation, Fang Mu Ling suddenly seemed to recall something. She turned her puzzled gaze towards the silver-haired Old Elder and frowned, “Wait a minute, this time I changed all the treasures on me and didn’t bring any from the manor. Besides, I even wore a disguise artifact. How did you find me?”
“Uh…” The Old Elder, referred to as Demon Elder, stammered.
Fang Mu Ling snorted coldly as she approached the old man, scrutinizing him with her beady eyes that twinkled mischievously. Then, with a cold snort, she threatened, “If you don’t tell me, I’ll inform my father that you didn’t protect me and let someone bully me.”
“Oh dear, my grandma!” The Demon Elder was startled and quickly replied, “Miss, you mustn’t say such things. If you do, the manor lord will definitely strip my skin off! No, absolutely not! I’ve watched you grow up; you can’t harm me like this!”
“Are you going to tell me or not?” Fang Mu Ling coldly demanded.
“I can’t, can I?” The Demon Elder's expression turned bitter. “Miss, you are the descendant of the manor lord, and you carry the bloodline of the Dark God generation. The manor lord gave me a magical artifact that allows me to find you, so no matter how you disguise yourself, it won’t work.”
Fang Mu Ling spread her hands, “Hurry up then.”
The Demon Elder was taken aback, “Hurry up with what?”
“Hurry up and hand over that magical artifact! Demon Elder, you were once the famous demon god of chaos in the Abyssal Manor. Surely, you can’t pretend not to understand what I mean!” Fang Mu Ling huffed.
The Demon Elder's expression changed, and he quickly replied, “Miss, that thing cannot be given to you.”
Fang Mu Ling bared her teeth, “Are you going to hand it over or not?”
“Miss,” the Demon Elder’s expression grew extremely serious, “please don’t make things difficult for me. If I give you the magical artifact given to me by the manor lord, I will have no choice but to inform him. At that time, the manor lord will surely come in person. You know, I will never let you fall into danger.”
Seeing the Demon Elder’s stern expression, Fang Mu Ling snorted again. She also knew he spoke the truth; if her father were to come in person, it would indeed be troublesome.
“Fine, I won’t make it difficult for you, but you must stop following me. I’m not done having fun yet.” With that, Fang Mu Ling turned to leave.
The Demon Elder hurriedly followed, “Miss, you must come back with me quickly. This place is fraught with danger. If trouble arises, I might not be able to save you. How will I explain to the manor lord then?”
“Oh, is it really that dangerous here?” Fang Mu Ling asked, puzzled.
The Demon Elder replied seriously, “The Abyssal Secret Realm is rumored to be a relic born after the fall of a supreme being. That being was once renowned throughout the cosmic sea. The relic formed by him is extremely dangerous, and I don’t dare take it lightly. Miss, you should leave quickly.”
“Hmph, that's not an option. I have a follower who is lost here; I must go save him.”
“Follower? Are you talking about that kid being hunted by the Dark Clan?”