Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

78. The Demon Lord Showed up I

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

They discussed some details, and then returned to their rooms to have a rest.

In Nan Chen’s room, a light mirror was in mid-air, on which everyone in the lobby was could be seen.

Looking at those disgusting faces in the mirror, Nan Chen sneered.

He then looked at the man on the head seat, ‘Certainly, things and people this life are no different from those of the previous life.’

Zhuo Hua returned to his residence, closed the door and set a ward. He took a dark elixir out from the storage ring.

Poof-

There was a flash of silver light and came the tiny sound of flesh being cut.

A cut shown on Zhuo Hu’s index finger and a drop of blood oozed. Zhuo Hua squeezed his finger hard, and the blood dropped on the dark elixir.

The elixir, which was dark just now, was becoming as translucent as an crystal the moment it met the blood.

After finishing this, Zhuo Hua sent a mind message to Nan Chen.

“Master.” The voice of Nan Chen came from outside the door soon.

“Come in.” Zhuo Hua’s finger moved slightly and then the door opened automatically.

Nan Chen came to Zhuo Hua’s side, “Master, you asked me to come over. What happened?”

“Give me your hand.”

Nan Chen stretched out his hand. He didn’t know what Zhuo Hua was going to do; however, now he was a good disciple so he just did what his master asked him to do.

When the silver flash flew towards Nan Chen, he subconsciously wanted to strike back, but he then felt that this silver flash was not going to hurt him. If he fought back, it would reveal his identity.

Nan Chen fought down the urge to fight back, and let the silver flash cut his hand.

Zhuo Hua thought in his mind and a drop of blood oozed from the cut on Nan Chen’s hand and flew in mid-air.

“You can go back to your room to practice cultivation first.” Having collected Nan Chen’s blood, Zhuo Hua then said.

While wondering why Zhuo Hua took his blood, Nan Chen followed Zhuo Hua’s order and went back to his room.

After Nan Chen left, Zhuo Hua took out the translucent elixir on which he had just dropped his own blood.

Looking at the blood drop and elixir in his hand, Zhuo Hua looked emotionless. Nobody could know what he was thinking.

Since people chose to wait for the Demon Lord, they stayed at Wanlei Sect, meditated and practiced every day and sent many disciples to patrol around the sect. After all, no one knew when the Demon Lord would come.

Mu Fang had a mixed feeling. The good news for him was that with the help of Master Zhuo Hua, the Demon Lord would definitely be destroyed. Then he could open the seal and get the ancient spiritual weapons. Wouldn’t it be wonderful?

On the other hand, what upset him was that there was no trace of the Demon, and they were used to playing those shady tricks. He was afraid the Demon would use some tricks and robbed the last key.

Thus, no matter where and what Mu Fang would go and do, there were always some disciples around him.

The cultivators stayed at Wanlei Sect for half a month. During this period of time, they didn’t see any trace of the Demon.

It was at midnight.

Boom-

A loud noise came from the east of Hunsha Mountain. In an instant, all the cultivators stationed at Wanlei Sect woke up and immediately got out of bed. They all wielded their sword to fly towards the east.

When people came to the place where the sound came out, they were stunned by the sight before them.

Looking ahead, it was an giant crater. Because the power was too strong, even the lava deep underground burst out.

Obviously there had been a team of patrollers. In this crater, some residual arms and limbs could be seen.