My Demon Queen

Chapter 225 Purpose

The scene returns to Wulin City.

"Master, this is the list of people participating in the conference."

Xiao Lin held a thick stack of lists in both hands, his expression solemn and his steps steady as he walked into the hall. When he came in front of Bai Feiyu, he slowly raised his head, his eyes full of respect, and handed over the list with both hands steadily.

Time passed quietly. More than a month had passed and Mo Ruxue had not shown up again. The scars and redness on Bai Feiyu's face had returned to normal.

That handsome face regained its former charm, like a carefully carved painting. He raised his chin slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of indifference and confidence. The sunlight shone on his face, outlining a golden outline.

"Well, this time it is our Wulin Holy Land's turn to host the Heroes Conference. We must strictly control all aspects and do everything to perfection. We must not tarnish the illustrious reputation of our Wulin Holy Land."

Bai Feiyu took the list with a serious expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a sense of majesty, held the list steadily in both hands, and his voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the hall.

Xiao Lin also nodded solemnly in response, his eyes full of determination. He straightened his body slightly, like a tall pine tree.

But after a little thought, he frowned slightly and asked doubtfully: "Master, should we hide the names of the people from the demon clan?"

Bai Feiyu looked at Xiao Lin's thoughtful and worried expression, smiled gently, and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile.

That smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel extremely warm. He said slowly: "The purpose of the Heroes Conference is to provide a stage for all the proud people in the world to display their talents. Why do you have to hide your name? Of the three major races in the world, why can only humans and monsters participate, but the demons have to be excluded?" His voice echoed softly in the hall, as if carrying a mysterious power.

Xiao Lin replied worriedly: "But Master, most of the human sects hate the demons, and there are also people in the Wulin Holy Land who hate the demons. If it is clear that the demons can participate, won't it have an impact on our Wulin Holy Land?"

He lowered his head slightly, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, and his hands clenched unconsciously.

Bai Feiyu smiled faintly, lowered his head and flipped through the list, and said slowly: "Everything in the world has its own rules and laws. The capable ones occupy it, and the path of cultivation is to fight with the sky, the earth, and people. If we just exclude them blindly, how can we know the true situation of the demons? Those who hate the demons will only stay in hatred and don't know what they look like. In this way, they can only stop here. Besides, my Wulin Holy Land is tolerant of everyone in the world. If we can't even tolerate a demon, then why can those people in the Wulin Holy Land who can't practice have a place here?"

As he spoke, he gently flipped through the list, his eyes focused and deep. The sunlight shone on him through the window, as if covering him with a layer of golden glow.

After hearing what his master said, Xiao Lin couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After a moment, he felt that what his master said was very true.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes flashing with admiration, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for clearing up my doubts."

Bai Feiyu smiled slightly, then waved his hand and continued to check the registration list.

Xiao Lin also put down the stone in his heart and turned to leave the hall. His steps were brisk, as if the burden in his heart had been lifted. The sunlight shone on his back, casting a long shadow.

Bai Feiyu looked at a name on the list, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

"It really hasn't changed at all."

Xiao Rou's name was on the list at this moment, but with a surname added in front of it: Mo Rou.

On the other side, in a small courtyard in Wulin City.

"Xiao Rou, concentrate your mind and feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy."

Here, Mo Ruxue was attacking Xiao Rou with her burning flames. Her eyes were focused and flames were dancing in her hands, like a goddess controlling fire.

The blazing flames danced in her hands like a leaping elf, emitting a fiery breath.

Xiaorou suddenly felt a huge pressure. She frowned slightly, and a hint of nervousness appeared in her eyes.

This time, Mo Ruxue suppressed her own cultivation at the ninth level of the fusion realm. For Xiaorou, this was undoubtedly a huge test.

Xiao Rou concentrated on feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power. The long sword in her hand passed through the air like a flexible stream of water. Every time it passed, the water flowed to extinguish the burning flames.

Her eyes were determined and her hands moved smoothly and naturally. The trajectory of the long sword passing through the air was like a beautiful arc, flashing silver light.

Mo Ruxue felt even more pleased when she saw Xiaorou's performance. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her eyes full of admiration.

Xiao Rou's improvement during this period can be described as rapid. In addition, as her strength has been increasing, Xiao Rou has gone from having difficulty coping in the beginning to being able to cope with it with ease now. This makes Mo Ruxue feel incredible.

"Okay, Xiaorou, take a break. You've done well enough during this period."

Mo Ruxue withdrew her spiritual power, looked at Xiaorou, and spoke softly. She squatted slightly, her eyes full of care.

That gentle voice is like a spring breeze, making people feel extremely warm.

Xiaorou, however, felt a little unsatisfied. She pouted her lips slightly, with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes, and always felt that she still had a long way to go.

"Well, you haven't even broken through to the fifth level of Out-of-Body Realm yet, but you can withstand a few moves from me, which is already pretty good."

Mo Ruxue also noticed Xiaorou's reluctance, so she patiently persuaded her. She gently stroked Xiaorou's hair with gentle movements.

"Master Ruxue, if we don't win first place, Wangcai will belong to someone else. Will Brother Ye blame us for not bringing Wangcai back then?"

Xiao Rou looked at Mo Ruxue with some distress and asked aggrievedly. She lowered her head slightly, her eyes full of worry.

Mo Ruxue looked at Xiaorou's appearance and felt angry.

"Don't worry, if Ye An dares to blame you, I will beat him up. And that bastard, I really want to..."

As Mo Ruxue spoke, her pink little fists hardened immediately. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. In an instant, she disappeared from the courtyard. Her angry eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames.

Xiao Rou watched Mo Ruxue leave and shook her head helplessly.

When she first came, Mo Ruxue was rarely seen every day. Every time she came, she would go in a rage and then come back in a good mood. She didn't know if it would be the same this time.

Xiaorou thought about this and continued to practice swordplay. Her eyes were focused, and the long sword in her hand danced vigorously. The sound of the long sword dancing in the air was like an exciting war song.

"Bai Feiyu, you bastard..."

Mo Ruxue kicked open the door of the main hall of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, holding a red spear, and shouted angrily. Her eyes were burning with anger and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

The angry voice echoed in the hall like a thunder.

This time, all the disciples around were stunned and began to talk to each other.

"See, I told you this was our Master's lover." A male disciple said proudly.

The corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were full of gossip, and his smug expression was as if he had discovered a huge secret.

"No! How could my handsome and charming master fall in love with such a violent and violent maniac?" A female disciple said with tears in her eyes and stretched out her hands.

Her eyes were full of disappointment and she kept waving her hands. Her disappointed expression was as if her world had collapsed.

"Are you as beautiful as others?" asked another disciple.

"..."

"Are you stronger than others?"

"..."

"She dares to call Master by his name. Do you dare?"

"No need to say anything, I'm going to practice martial arts, you can practice with me."

"Hey, hey, hey, you're repaying kindness with enmity!"

The female disciple grabbed the collar of the male disciple who asked the question and walked towards a deserted place.

This caused everyone to sigh.

"You guys, are you free?"

At this time, Xiao Lin slowly came in front of all the disciples and asked coldly. His eyes were sharp and majestic, as if he could see through everything.

All of a sudden all the disciples bowed respectfully and shouted.

"Elder brother..."

"Kaishan Fist, one hundred times today. I'll watch you practice." Xiao Lin's aura as the eldest senior brother was clearly revealed at this moment.

All the disciples started to practice boxing with sad faces. Some of them looked sad, and some sighed.

That helpless expression, as if he had suffered great injustice.

After taking a look, Xiao Lin immediately looked towards the entrance of the hall, but did not find the figure he wanted to see. He had no choice but to accompany the disciples and practice boxing over and over again. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but his movements were meticulous.

The sounds of smashing and smashing in the hall never stopped. If the hall was not strong enough, it would probably have been overturned by Mo Ruxue.

The fierce sound of smashing and smashing was like a raging storm.

Half an hour later.

"What is your purpose in doing this?"

Mo Ruxue grabbed Bai Feiyu's collar and said ferociously as she looked at Bai Feiyu who had been beaten into a pig's head.

Her eyes were full of anger and she was tightly grasping Bai Feiyu's collar.

At this moment, one of Bai Feiyu's eyes was bruised and he couldn't open it. His other eye was slightly narrowed as he looked at Mo Ruxue who was so close to him, with a smile on his face.

"It seems like I haven't seen her this close for nearly 800 years. She's still as beautiful as before, and still as irritable as before. Well, she still doesn't understand my feelings as before."

"What are you laughing at? Believe it or not, I will continue to beat you up, and beat you so hard that your disciples won't be able to recognize you."

Mo Ruxue looked at Bai Feiyu's raised mouth corners, frowned, and said viciously. She raised her fist slightly and threatened Bai Feiyu.

"I smiled. You are still the same as before, without changing at all." Bai Feiyu said vaguely.

Mo Ruxue was stunned for a moment, then let go of Bai Feiyu in a panic.

This posture was also the same when he first met Bai Feiyu. At that time, when he saw Bai Feiyu grinning at him, he beat him up and grabbed his clothes and asked him "What are you laughing at?"

"You...if you think your life is too long, I can give you a ride."

Mo Ruxue regretted what she said, and she also said the same thing to Bai Feiyu.

She didn't dare to look Bai Feiyu in the face. She snorted coldly, grabbed the spear, and looked at the ceiling as if nothing had happened. Her eyes flickered and she felt a little flustered.

Bai Feiyu looked at Mo Ruxue and chuckled. Then he straightened his robe and limped to the main seat in the hall with his pig head on his head.

He moved slowly, but his eyes revealed a hint of calmness.

Mo Ruxue looked at Bai Feiyu in this state again, and her hand holding the spear creaked.

"My purpose is simple."

Bai Feiyu spoke to Mo Ruxue mysteriously, with a smile on his face and a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Mo Ruxue looked at the person in the main seat, who looked like a pig and was pretending to be mysterious. She became even angrier and snorted coldly.

"If you can't convince me, I will pull out your teeth today."

Bai Feiyu smiled faintly, then spread out the books on the table and said without raising his head: "My goal is to keep you by my side longer."