Fan Wubing smiled slightly, "I like them all."
The Charm Demon Lord’s heart tightened, and she couldn’t help but think, I’ve t my match! Then, she silently noted Fan Wubing as the fifth person on her "most wanted to enchant this year" list. The first four were all Fan Wubing’s acquaintances: Jiang Sha, Xue Ya, He Youyi, and Fu Manman.
On the other side, the Rot Demon Lord also welcod Jiang Sha’s arrival. She plucked a flower from her own chest, imdiately exposing a private area, "Slaughter Demon Lord, I specially cultivated this heart flower for you." Then, she handed the flower to Jiang Sha.
Fan Wubing looked at Jiang Sha with so surprise, so you’re the real enchantress, huh.
Jiang Sha tilted her head and smiled slightly at Fan Wubing.
The Flesh Demon Lord impatiently knocked on the armrest of the throne, "Since everyone is here, don’t dawdle, let’s get started. Greedy Demon Lord, stop reading that useless book of yours, hurry up!"
The Greedy Demon Lord, a bookworm, seized every free mont to read. He snapped back to reality and smiled, "Right, right, right, with all seven Demon Lords present, I hereby announce, which ti is it now?"
The Anger Demon Lord quietly replied, "The three hundred and forty-second ti."
"Yes, the three hundred and forty-second Demon Lord eting officially begins!"
The Beast Demon Lord’s orange-yellow vertical pupils looked at Fan Wubing, "There’s another idle person here."
All the Demon Lords turned to Fan Wubing in unison, expecting him to sensibly step out.
Just as Fan Wubing was about to leave, Jiang Sha pulled him back, and they sat together on the throne. The throne was large enough to seat five people, so the two of them together didn’t feel crowded at all.
Fan Wubing looked curiously at Jiang Sha, not knowing what she was up to.
Jiang Sha calmly said to the Demon Lords, "Him being here is the sa as being here."
The Flesh Demon Lord’s expression turned cold, "Jiang Sha. Even if your Demon Slaying Dao doesn’t follow the rules, don’t treat the Demon Lord eting as a joke. Him? What is he, even Liu Qingqing isn’t qualified, what gives him the right to sit here?"
Fan Wubing stared intently at the Flesh Demon Lord.
This Dwarf Demon Lord looked comical, but his entire body emanated a blood and flesh aura as vast as the ocean, even his voice carried the force of waves hitting the sky.
The Flesh Demon Lord suddenly locked eyes with Fan Wubing. In that mont, Fan Wubing imdiately felt a blood dragon rush into his body, and then he discovered that a part of his flesh and blood had lost control, quickly transforming into the sa kind of flesh and blood as the Flesh Demon Lord’s aura.
What a skill!
Fan Wubing imdiately activated "Swallowing Stars, Chewing Moon," devouring the altered flesh and blood in one bite. Unfortunately, it didn’t give him any power boost, because it was originally his flesh and blood.
The Flesh Demon Lord roared in anger, "How dare you resist!"
To those who interacted with Fan Wubing frequently, he seed like a generous, friendly person. But Fan Wubing himself never felt that way; he was friendly because others were friendly to him.
Previously, among the righteous people, there was a bit of a moral burden.
But now, who was he facing?
A group of Demon Cultivators whom the world wanted to devour his flesh and blood. The eight Demon Dao forces in the Southern Celestial Land committed countless atrocities. The seven continents—Chaotian Continent, Yun Province, Rain Dragon Continent, Xue Continent, Taiping Continent, Divine Wood Continent, and Yong Continent—struggled to develop, largely because of these Demon Cultivators.
Forget moral burdens, as a normal person, even the bloodthirsty instinct he consciously controlled was released.
His eyes sharpened, and he instantly disappeared from his original spot, appearing before the Flesh Demon Lord, grabbing him by the throat, slamming him onto his throne, and then swinging a fist, smashing his head to bits.
In an instant, reds, yellows, and whites mixed and splattered, covering the entire throne, like a waterlon dropped from a high place.
After landing a punch, he instantly returned to his original position, expressionlessly wiping the blood from his fists.
The Demon Lord Hall fell into a dead silence.
The Flesh Demon Lord, head shattered, re-inflated like a balloon, glaring at Fan Wubing in fury,
"Bastard! How dare you hit !"
Fan Wubing coldly looked at him, "I hit you because I want to, not satisfied? Hit back then!"
The Flesh Demon Lord glared at Fan Wubing, eyes full of rage and ferocity. As he was about to make a move, Jiang Sha suddenly said:
"You just said he isn’t qualified to be here?"
The Flesh Demon Lord’s blood surged violently, turning him completely red, "This is the Demon Lord Hall!"
Jiang Sha calmly stated, "He is more qualified to be here than you."
The Flesh Demon Lord laughed in anger, "Jiang Sha, you’ve grown stupid sitting in a wheelchair!"
Other Demon Lords also looked at Jiang Sha in confusion. Even those who greatly respected her, like the Anger Demon Lord, were bewildered. Only Demon Lords could attend these etings; wasn’t this common sense? No matter how strong he was, he wasn’t a Demon Lord, so how could he have the right to participate in the Demon Lord eting?
The Beast Demon Lord said coldly, "Jiang Sha, I hope you can recognize your position. Or is it that after the downfall of the Slaughter Hall, you’ve just given up?"
The Rot Demon Lord also laughed, "Slaughter Demon Lord, don’t joke around like this."
The Anger Demon Lord quietly asked, "Why do you say that, Slaughter Demon Lord?"
Only the Charm Demon Lord, thinking differently, stared at Fan Wubing with starry eyes, "Could it be you’re Sister Sha’s incarnation? So I can whisper sweet nothings with two Sister Shas?"
The Greedy Demon Lord continued to seize every opportunity to read, seemingly uninterested in this dispute.
Jiang Sha folded her hands, placing them between her legs, "The identity of a Demon Lord is granted to you and by the Celestial Demon. The Demon Lord eting exists because of the Celestial Demon. We have always followed the Celestial Demon’s will, yearning for the day when we can forge an otherworldly Demon God from the furnace of all living beings."
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