C12 One after Another They Took Turns

"What are you going to do?"

"What plans do you have?"

...

The two of them stared at each other and spoke at the same time. Suddenly, the atmosphere became awkward.

"Demon Emperor has been in the Mortal Realm for more than ten years, so I naturally want him to come back as soon as possible. Although he doesn't have any spells, I cultivate the same path as him."

A faint sound came from the table. The biting cold penetrated the Wutong wood wall and seeped into a faint sweet fragrance.

Nether Lord looked at me and frowned, as if he was looking at a monster, "This is the first time I've seen someone who doesn't want to live long. Crossing cultivation isn't like scattering one's cultivation. Once you spread your cultivation, even I can't guarantee that you will be able to smoothly reincarnate."

The little window of the room was open on to a plum blossom, and the red petals were in bloom, but frosted, and the scent was frozen.

I reached out and picked one of the plum blossoms and put it in my palm to warm it, "Such a good plum blossom. It is such a waste for it to grow here..."

"Heh... I didn't plant it on purpose. I just didn't know when it grew on its own. The Netherworld is indeed not suitable for growing these flowers and plants. I heard that the Demon Lord's Empyrean Pavilion has a very large garden. Why don't I transplant this plum blossom into the Demon Lord's garden? It's indeed a waste to grow it here. "

"Since he has chosen to be born in this place, how can we make up our minds for him? Keep him;"

I smiled at Nether Lord, and he actually blushed at my smile. He turned his head and sat back down, and I don't know if he heard it wrong, but he seemed to be dawdling, "A little beauty like you?"

... ""

Nether Lord asked me if I really wanted to transfer my cultivation to Demon Emperor, but I interrupted him and went around him. Actually, there was nothing to ask. No matter how cold and ruthless the Demon Emperor was, sometimes it could make me hate him so much that I wanted to bite his bones...

But I can't imagine not having him for millions of years.

[After seventy years, without him, I am so tired. I can't hold on anymore.]

Just like that, the lazy Demon Lord wanted to take a break again. He was just waiting for the Demon Emperor to come back. As long as he came back, everything would be up to him.

"It's getting late. I originally planned to return to the Devil Realm as soon as I arrived, but I've been wandering around here for so long. I'll take my leave first."

I placed the flower in my hand on the table in front of Nether Lord and turned around to leave.

"I finally know why you didn't even talk about it a hundred years ago and started a war..."

A long sigh came from behind me. I stopped. "What?"

"You are too cruel. I just didn't expect you to be so cruel to yourself."

"Fine, after the Demon Emperor comes back, I will have someone help you keep your body. No matter how many pieces the spirit body breaks into, it must gather together and then come to me. I have controlled the Netherworld for so many years, so I have left behind a few useful artifacts. You can just cultivate in this artifact for now. In two or three thousand years, you will be able to return to your body."

I stood in front of him again. "Do you really believe that I can gather up the broken spirits?"

"Whether or not you can do it depends on your luck. If you can't, then it's up to fate."

I walked out of his hut with a smile on my face. This was the first time I had met Nether Lord, yet he could even see through the fate that I hated the most.