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Almost all of the sects in the Divine Lands were located in the quiet mountain range, isolated from the rest of the world. The only exception to this was the Happy Restaurant.

Joy Restaurant was located in the Cloud Prefecture City, one of the Nine Prefectures of the Divine Lands. It was the most famous restaurant in the cultivation world in the Divine Lands and was extremely lively.

However, today, it was extremely cold and cheerless. Even the entrance of Happy Restaurant was empty.

The entire street was filled with a solemn aura. There were no pedestrians to be seen. The entire street was surrounded by nearly a hundred people in black robes.

On the backs of these black robed men, there was a large 'Demon' character.

Yes, someone from the Everlasting Demon Sect.

Only the people of the Everlasting Demon Sect dared to be so impudent in broad daylight.

Although the Happy Restaurant didn't have many female cultivators, they were still a second-rate power. That was because the female disciples of the Happy Restaurant had a wide network of connections, or perhaps many lovers.

These people were connected to all sorts of forces, so ordinary forces did not dare to provoke the Pleasing Tower, but the Everlasting Demon Sect did.

Because Happy House had always been a subsidiary sect of the Everlasting Demon Sect.

Furthermore, no sect dared to disobey the Boundless Demon Sect.

There were two blood-robed men standing in front of the door of the Happy Restaurant.

One had only one arm, the other a bald man.

Both of them were actually at the Martial Imperial Realm.

Especially the baldy. He had already reached the 4th level of the Emperor Profound Realm.

"Wang Eleven, like I said, I don't have the Demon Refining Pot. Why is your Everlasting Demon Sect always so aggressive?"

Standing opposite Wang XI was precisely Gu Xiaolan, who was wearing a pink skirt and had a veil covering her face.

When Gu Loulan appeared, the solemn atmosphere in the plaza became heated. All the disciples of the Everlasting Demon Sect focused their eyes on her.

The number one beauty in the world of cultivation was absolutely not just for show.

"..."

The man with a broken arm who was standing at the side of Gu Xiaolan was none other than Wang XI, who had seized the Demon Refining Pot with Gu Luan in the Beast Master Tribe. Because the mission had failed, the sect had taken his arm away.

Wang Eleven was extremely resentful towards Gu Xiaolan.

"Hmph, it's because of you little bitches that I failed my mission and got punished by the sect, becoming a cripple. Today, no matter if the Demon Refining Aura is in your Pleasure Tower or not, I will massacre all of you."

Yes, Wang Eleven was openly avenging his personal grudges.

The bald man standing behind Wang Eleven patted him on the shoulder and said in a cold voice.

"Eleven, don't forget the sect's instructions. If we can get these women back alive, it would be best if they can."

Wang Eleven clenched his teeth and didn't say anything, but his eyes were still full of killing intent.

Seeing that Wang Eleven had retreated, the bald man took a step forward and stared directly at Gu Xiaolan.

"If you don't want your Pleasing Tower to be massacred today, then surrender."

"Surrender?"

Gu Loulan looked at the bald man, his eyes dark and unreadable.

The bald man continued.

"Yes, Happy Tower has officially joined the Everlasting Demon Sect. Every month, they would send ten cauldrons to our sect and we will let this matter rest."

What?

Hearing the words of the bald man, not only Gu Xiaolan, but all the disciples of Pleasant Pavilion had ashen faces in an instant. They clenched their fists and gnashed their teeth.

The Everlasting Demon Sect actually wanted to annex Pleasant House completely.

Become the overpowered cauldron of the Boundless Demon Sect. It would be better to die.

"Young tower lord, don't agree to him. We would rather die than be tortured."

The female disciples of Happy House were all excited.

Gu Xiaolian Lan took a deep breath and spoke while looking straight at the bald man.

"Then let's fight."

Yes, then let's fight. This was the attitude of the Happy Tower. They would never let their female disciples go to the Everlasting Demon Sect to suffer. They would rather die.

"Then let's fight."

Wang Eleven had been waiting for Gu Xiaolan's words. He was ready to make his move at any time. The moment Gu Xiaolan had made his stance clear, Wang Eleven had shot out explosively.

In his hand was a large bone blade.

The bone blade chopped down at Gu Loulan's face.

Gu Xiaolian's long eyelashes trembled slightly. Raising his slender right hand, he shot several strips of cloth at Wang Eleven.

"Bam."

The bone blade and the cloth strip clashed together. Gu Xiaolan took a step back while Wang Eleven continued brandishing his blade.

The last time they fought, Wang Eleven was only at the early stage of the Emperor Martial Realm and he was already able to tie with Gu Xiaolan. Now that Wang Eleven had grasped the power of the Emperor Martial Realm, it was easy for him to fight with Gu Xiaolan.

"Kill!"

The bald man waved his hand and the disciples of the Everlasting Demon Sect, who were surrounding Happy Tower, charged towards the female cultivators.

There were two Wang Wu Realm female disciples. One of them struck at the bald man, but the man dodged in a flash. Then, he pinched the necks of two female disciples with both of his hands and exerted his strength.

Two female disciples of the Royal Martial Realm had died in the blink of an eye.

"Kill! Today, we shall celebrate the day when blood flows like rivers!"

The killing intent of the bald man was extremely strong.

To be able to easily kill two Martial King cultivators, he was naturally not an ordinary person. He was ranked ninth on the Everlasting Demon Sect's Blood Ranking, the Blood Sword Monarch.

He was also a sword cultivator and it was said that he had been taught a few moves by Luo Jianxin. Moreover, he himself was at the fourth level of the Emperor Profound Realm, so he was extremely terrifying.

A red treasured sword appeared in his hand. It was the color of blood. This sword was stained with the blood of over a thousand people.

The entire sword was emitting a fishy smell that caused one's heart to palpitate.

The bald man brandished the blood sword in his hands as he reaped the lives of the disciples from Happy Tower nonstop.

"..."

In less than a quarter of an hour, more than half of the disciples of Pleasing Tower had died.

Wang Eleven and Blood Sword Ferocious Lord attacked Gu Xiaolan together.

Gu Xiaolan's body was covered by a layer of color. There were many wounds on his body. His clothes were cut open and the radiance of spring gushed out. A few wounds appeared on his delicate skin; it was a shocking sight to behold.

"Senior apprentice-brother, make your move."

Gu Xiaolan struck Wang XI and he grabbed onto him. Gu Xiaolan raised his other hand, but Wang XI also grabbed onto him.

Gu Xiaolan raised his right foot and kicked Wang Eleven's chest.

"Bam."

After being struck, Wang Eleven vomited blood. However, he had to let go every month, which completely restricted Gu Xiaolan's movements.

"Kill!"

Bloodsword Berserk Lord's hands and eyes were quick as he drew his sword, thrusting it towards Gu Loulan's throat.

"Is it over? "Good!"

When Bloodsword Tyrant's sword pierced towards Gu Xiaolan, she seemed to see Death itself beckoning to her.

There was only peace in her eyes.

She lowered her head and looked at her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with a doting and sad expression.

"Don't be afraid child, mother has always been patting you."

Then she closed her eyes.

To die peacefully.

"F * ck off."

Just as the bald man's blood sword was about to reach Gu Xiaolan's throat, an angry shout suddenly sounded out from mid-air. A figure shot over from the horizon, its target being the bald man's head.

It was a streak of sword-light.

His edge was clearly visible.

His anger flared up.