Many years after the era of immortal cultivation, one day someone carelessly asked the Demon Queen,
“I heard that the First Lady of the Demon Realm is your dear sister-friend?”
Upon hearing this, the Demon Queen's eyebrows shot up and her almond-shaped eyes widened,
“Dear sister-friend my ass, she stole my man!”
No sooner had she spoken these words than the exceptionally handsome man beside her slowly shifted his gaze from the book in his hands and cast her a fleeting glance, making the inquirer feel as if the temperature in the hall had suddenly dropped, and their body had plunged into an icy cavern...
The Demon Queen glared at the man nonchalantly,
“Did I say something wrong?”
It later became known that the Demon King's wife and the Demon Queen were once close friends who became enemies over a man, a scandal that spread across all realms. Then someone with a death wish approached the First Lady of the Demon Realm, who always looked gentle and kind, and asked,
“Madam, I heard that it was the Wolf Clan's Demon Queen who brought you to this realm back in the day, and that afterwards you both ventured through various realms together, facing life and death side by side as sworn sisters. But later... I heard that you and her... had a falling out over a man?”
With a slight smile, the Demon King's wife gently sipped from her white porcelain teacup and said,
“Did she say I stole her man?”
After nodding in acknowledgment,
“That is indeed the case!”
The listener was taken aback, internally exclaiming,
“So the rumors are true, did our Madam Wang actually have an affair with that Demon Queen?”
While lost in thought, the listener heard the tea-drinker add another sentence,
“But... she also stole my man after all!”
The questioner's eyes widened, and their mouth gaped open. Before they could even take a breath of cool air in shock,
So you two were swapping partners?
At that moment, a sudden loud bang came from outside, and a voice bellowed like a mighty bell,
“Boom...”
“You said... who is your man?”

The gold hairpin slowly took flight, blending seamlessly among the ghost weapons continuously hurled at the black-clad youth. It approached the youth silently, and at that moment, the ghosts erupted, swarming towards him. The gold hairpin, shrouded in a cloud of ghostly qi, got close to the black-clad youth. Seeing the timing was right, Pu Yanlan, standing behind, suddenly pointed her fingers together.


The gold hairpin flashed with golden light all over, dispelling the ghostly qi from its body. A slender thread of spiritual fire shot straight towards the black-clad youth's eyes. The black-clad youth never expected that in this great formation filled with intense yin energy, his eyes could be scorched by spiritual fire.


Chapter 930 - Chapter 605: Black-clothed Scholar (Part 2)