Transcending the Nine Heavens

“I’m crazy!” the Young Dark Demon said sorrowfully. “But this is my last chance. If you don’t agree, I can only fight, and at most I will die. But if you agree, this is the last opportunity to salvage the situation…”

The Dark Demon sighed heavily and suddenly froze.

This is his only daughter. The Mo Family and the Dark Demon Clan are sworn enemies. In a battle years ago, the Grand Elder of the Mo Family, Mo Wuxin, was ruthless and killed his wife, leaving behind their two-year-old daughter. He raised her with great difficulty, treating her like a treasure, something even more precious than his own life, putting in immense effort to cultivate her. And his daughter proved herself to be talented, her aptitude surpassing the norm, quickly grasping martial arts, and she looked poised to inherit his mantle and become the new generation of Dark Demon.

The Dark Demon felt both satisfied and gratified; he felt he had not let down his deceased wife’s trust.

But he had always overlooked, or perhaps intentionally forgotten, that as a daughter grows up, she is destined to marry!

However, the troubles of a grown daughter finally arrived today!

And at such a critical moment!

Most crucially, the one she liked was their rival!

What should he do about this?

The Dark Demon looked at his daughter with a complicated expression. Has this daughter, who has always seen herself as a man, finally opened her heart?

The father and daughter stood facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The Dark Demon could hardly care about ambushing his enemies now.

His subordinates, the Dark Demon assassins, had not received orders, so they could only remain still, watching helplessly as the opposing forces thunderously entered the mountain path, raising a cloud of dust and slowly drifting away.

After the large group ascended the mountain, four elderly men suddenly appeared, looking at the Dark Demon’s forces with a sneer before turning around to follow the main group up the mountain like a whirlwind.

Seeing this scene, the Dark Demon assassins broke out in cold sweat: those were the four lord-level experts among the enemy forces!

They had actually been arranged by Mo Tianji to cover the rear.

Not only had Mo Tianji not believed the Young Dark Demon’s words, but he had also prepared in advance.

This was not merely a precaution; it was purely a malicious trap!

If the Dark Demon dared to act recklessly, the enemy would immediately have reason to attack them! Just these four lord-level experts could easily make several incursions into the Dark Demon assassins’ ranks…

If that happened, the Dark Demon Clan would be crippled before the battle even began…

But the two who were currently lost in thought had not realized this.

Both father and daughter were in a state of confusion.

The Young Dark Demon’s heart raced, biting her lip and not daring to look at her father’s expression, but stubbornly turned her head away.

Do you have grievances? I know.

Long-standing enmity? I know.

Is it too late? I know.

But I just like him.

Can this kind of liking be stopped by hatred? Is it something I can control?

No, it can’t.

The Dark Demon breathed heavily, his eyes complicated. He felt helpless and powerless.

This once-generation’s assassin leader had never shown such a gaze, had never been so vulnerable.

But at this moment, he truly did not know what to do.

The grudge that spanned generations intensified. Each side has its own deep wounds, each has its own family losses!

On one side is family hatred, on the other, the lifelong happiness and home of his daughter.

How to choose?

The Dark Demon sighed in despair, one sigh after another. His nature was cold and ruthless; killing and plundering were the most ordinary meals for him. Being able to forge a reputation as a ruthless killer in this weak-eat-strong world was not something a soft-hearted person could achieve.

Yet, there was one person in his life that he must protect at all costs, and that person was his daughter!

“Nannan…” the Dark Demon swallowed hard, speaking cautiously. “You’re not joking with me, are you?”