"Little brother, you really didn’t do anything?"
Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, looking at Wu De with a teasing smile as he asked.
Wu De wore a miserable expression, scratching his head as he said, "Boss, I can swear to the heavens, I only slept with her one night, nothing happened at all..."
Ye Yun laughed heartily. "Nothing happened? Are you even a man?"
"I..." Wu De’s face turned beet-red, and he clenched his fists, unable to speak.
Indeed, they had slept together for a whole night... and he hadn’t done a thing. Could he still be called a man?
Despite Princess Mo Yang’s unattractive face, she had a voluptuous figure. Most n would not be able to resist such a temptation once the lights were off.
"HEE HEE HEE..."
A peal of laughter like silver bells suddenly rang out from within the demon cloud.
Listening to the conversation between these two, Princess Mo Yang was reeling with laughter. Her face, as large and dark as a millstone, also turned deep red with excitent.
"The gentleman in white, you must be Long Yunzi, the husband of the Supre Forgetful Love Palace’s Jade Heavenly Venerable, right?"
Princess Mo Yang crossed her arms over her heaving chest, asking with a pleasant smile.
Although her features were fierce, her expression wasn’t fierce at all; it gave people a very friendly impression.
Ye Yun was montarily stunned.
He hadn’t expected that his identity as Jade Heavenly Venerable’s husband would have even reached the Netherworld Demon Territory.
Even the illustrious Tianluo Demon Clan knew of it.
However, Ye Yun quickly understood.
The attendees of the martial arts contest at the Supre Forgetful Love Palace this ti were all from various Demon Clans. It therefore made sense that the Tianluo Demon Clan had heard about it.
"Indeed, I am the overseas Loose Cultivator, Long Yunzi..." Ye Yun nodded.
Seeing that Princess Mo Yang recognized Ye Yun, Wu De silently rejoiced. He lightly tugged at Ye Yun’s robe and murmured, "Boss, the reputation of the Supre Forgetful Love Palace really works wonders!"
"Not necessarily!" Ye Yun shot Wu De an exasperated glare.
This fellow was always trying to get him to flaunt his status as the son-in-law of the Supre Forgetful Love Palace.
What was there to show off?
The entire Supre Forgetful Love Palace was now his.
He was currently the imposter Supre God Sovereign and also the renowned Silver War God of the Eternal Divine Hall.
Besides, if he were to reveal his identity as the Silver War God, few powers in the world would dare to disrespect the Eternal Divine Hall. However, since he was currently Long Yunzi, he naturally couldn’t reveal his identity as the Supre God Sovereign.
"Elder Brother Long Yun, since my husband, Primal Demon Lord, calls you Boss, then as his wife, I must naturally also call you Big Brother..."
Princess Mo Yang’s gaze shifted from Wu De, lingered on Ye Yun for a mont, then she stood up. Cupping her fists in salute, she chuckled lightly.
"You wench, don’t just go around claiming kinship! We’re completely innocent, with no connection at all! Don’t try to drag my boss into any relationship with you!" Wu De was annoyed, craning his neck to shout loudly.
"You stay out of this, you blockhead!" Princess Mo Yang coquettishly glared at Wu De, then giggled again.
Ye Yun shook his head, feeling rather speechless.
Why did he get the feeling that Wu De was lying...?
They slept together for one night and nothing happened? How was that possible?
Wu De wasn’t exactly a pushover.
Even though Princess Mo Yang wasn’t good-looking, her figure and voice were first-class. Wu De, now a mber of the Demon Clan, shouldn’t be that picky, should he?
"Elder Brother Long Yun, we’re not outsiders, there’s no need for us to resort to violence, don’t you agree?" Princess Mo Yang looked at Ye Yun, smiling sweetly as she spoke.
"There’s so truth to what you say..." Ye Yun nodded helplessly.
He had initially planned to make a move and repel Princess Mo Yang and her group.
But if Wu De had indeed slept with Princess Mo Yang, then as his boss, he really couldn’t act against Princess Mo Yang and her people.
If he attacked Princess Mo Yang, wouldn’t that be bullying his brother’s wife?
Ye Yun couldn’t bring himself to do such a thing.
Ye Yun felt sowhat caught in a dilemma. He glanced at Wu De and saw that his face was still flushed, his fists clenched, looking like he was itching to charge over and fight Princess Mo Yang for three hundred rounds.
"You wench, you’ve got so nerve! Tell , which finger of mine even touched you?" Wu De said, grinding his teeth.
"It must have been that thickest finger of yours..." Princess Mo Yang said with a smile.
Her words caused the surrounding powerhouses of the Tianluo Demon Clan to exchange glances and chuckle softly.
Ye Yun was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
As expected of the Demon Clan, he thought, they speak without any inhibitions. Even such crude words could be spoken so casually in front of so many people.
In this regard, they were far more direct than Human Race cultivators.
The High Priest, who had remained silent all this ti, finally couldn’t take it anymore. She brandished her staff and said coldly, "Princess Mo Yang, don’t slander people! Our Demon Lord has always been chaste. How could he fall for you? It was clearly you who descended upon Yuan Demon Mountain and abruptly captured our Demon Lord!"
"Exactly!" Upon hearing the High Priest’s words, Wu De also leaped up and roared, "That’s right! I didn’t provoke you, yet you suddenly kidnapped and brought back to Sky Demon Mountain. You Tianluo Demon Clan are truly a bunch of savages!"
After saying this, Wu De’s expression turned remarkably righteous. He looked at Ye Yun and said in a solemn voice, "Boss, when it’s ti to act, you act! You’re the son-in-law of the Supre Forgetful Love Palace; the Tianluo Demon Clan wouldn’t dare do anything to you!"
"Rest assured, with here, they naturally won’t harm you..." Ye Yun smiled faintly.
Although the opposing side was nurous, with dozens of cultivators at the Divine Sovereign Realm, they were hardly a threat in his eyes.
No matter what, Wu De was his subordinate, and as his boss, Ye Yun had to protect him.
"Elder Brother Long Yun, we, the Tianluo Demon Clan, truly do not wish to fight you..." Princess Mo Yang sighed.
"Since you don’t want to fight, then you should return the way you ca. Let’s drop this matter, how about it?" Ye Yun asked, raising an eyebrow.
"That won’t do! Elder Brother Long Yun, there’s actually sothing I must tell you now..." Princess Mo Yang said softly.
"Speak!" Ye Yun smiled faintly.
At this mont, he believed that Wu De had not touched Princess Mo Yang. After all, Wu De was a Supre existence; he wouldn’t have such poor taste.
However, seeing Princess Mo Yang’s insistence, Ye Yun decided to let her reveal the hidden truth before making a decision.
Her gaze burning intently into Wu De, Princess Mo Yang slowly began to speak, "Primal Demon Lord, this body of mine is actually just borrowed. My true identity is Princess Mofi of the Tianluo Demon Clan from the Demon World. Do you rember now?"
"What? Princess Mofi?" Wu De shook his large head, denying it without a mont’s hesitation.
"From the Demon World? Could it be that you’re a wisp of a divided soul that descended into this world?" Ye Yun asked curiously.
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