I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 1037 - 385: Demon Lord: Offering a Fortune for an Heir! Empress: Get in Line!

As these words were spoken, the atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

The Vermilion Bird stood in a daze for a moment, then came to its senses and burst into laughter, saying, "Lord, you're so good at joking. What having children, it's truly humorous, hahaha..."

Zhu Wujiang remained expressionless, staying silent.

"Ha... ha..."

The Vermilion Bird's smile gradually stiffened, its voice turning dry as it said, "You can't be serious, can you?"

"Do you have any objections?" Zhu Wujiang retorted.

"Not exactly, it's just too sudden. I'm not mentally prepared," the Vermilion Bird swallowed and said cautiously, "Moreover, with your status, privately... ahem, communicating with the Human Race, and even wanting to have children, isn't that a bit outrageous?"

"I already carry some Human Race bloodline within me, so as you said, I'm also a product of human-demon relations," Zhu Wujiang said indifferently.

"Forgive me, Lord, I meant no such thing!" The Vermilion Bird shuddered, hastily bowing and lowering its head.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just stating facts, not blaming you," Zhu Wujiang said, looking at Chen Mo from afar, speaking softly, "This idea sounds a bit absurd, but I think it's worth a try."

"Chen Mo's physique is extremely special. If we could indeed have a descendant with him, it could be a child of destiny possessing both the luck of the Human Race and the bloodline of the Dragon Clan!"

"With careful nurturing, it will surely lead our tribe to revival. Human-demon coexistence will no longer be just empty talk!"

"So that's what the prophecy meant by 'grasping the variable is grasping the future'!"

The more Zhu Wujiang spoke, the more excited he became, his eyes sparkling brightly as if he couldn't wait to take Chen Mo back right now and start creating... no, launching the dragon creation movement.

"..."

The corners of the Vermilion Bird's mouth twitched.

Initially, they thought the Lord was simply acting on a whim, but unexpectedly, he was serious about it?

Not to mention whether Chen Mo would be willing, a member of the Human Race becoming the Demon Lord's consort seems quite outrageous. This might stir an uproar in the clan!

Imagining Chen Mo manifesting as a Dragon Knight, riding on the Lord's back, stirring clouds and rain...

The Vermilion Bird couldn't help but shiver, shaking its head vigorously.

The scene is too beautiful, I dare not look!

"But with Chen Mo's temperament, he certainly won't agree."

"And with Yu Youhan guarding him like a hawk, it's best to come up with a way to make him willing..."

Just as Zhu Wujiang was pondering how to lure Chen Mo, he suddenly sensed something, his delicate brows slightly furrowing.

The Divine Sense enveloped the surroundings, not detecting any anomalies, yet the keen Spiritual Sense produced a sense of crisis... it seemed that if he acted rashly, something terrible would happen!

"Something feels off..."

"This place is not safe for a prolonged stay, best to leave first!"

Zhu Wujiang didn't act recklessly. He grabbed the bewildered Vermilion Bird, and their figures vanished into the void.

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Boom——

The battle in the Daoist Temple continued.

Chen Mo flashed in front of Yin Tiankou, and with the Sky Splitting Spear in hand, pierced right through him, while the Broken Jade Blade traced a mysterious trajectory, fiercely slashing towards the neck!

"Roar!"

The dragon roar was deafening!

He was simultaneously using both the Ten Thousand Tribulations Saber and Dragon Shocking Slash!

Feeling the terrifying Sword Intent that seemed capable of cutting through everything, a trace of horror flashed in Yin Tiankou's eyes.

However, the opponent's speed was too fast to dodge, and he could only watch as the blade approached his neck!

Swoosh——

It was like a hot knife through butter, without any resistance.

Just as he was about to be beheaded, Yin Tiankou's flesh and blood suddenly proliferated rapidly, and the cut part instantly healed, firmly clamping down on the Broken Jade Blade.

Lady Zhao Yuan waved her hands, and the ribbons danced like snakes, binding Chen Mo tightly. Then, her eyes shot out crimson rays, aiming to pierce through his skull directly!

However, Chen Mo's reaction speed was far beyond what he imagined.

The hand engraved with the character "Pride" rose, turning pitch-black, as indestructible as fine steel, firmly blocking the laser.

The arm of pollution clutched her head, and the filthy aura surged forth, quickly melting her beautiful face like snow under the scorching sun!

"Not good!"

Yin Tiankou shrieked, flapping his wings, trying to pull away.

Chen Mo naturally wouldn't give him this chance, taking advantage of the situation, clasping onto those wings with his Crimson Fury and Blood Madness arms, ripping them off with bulging muscles!

Blood rained down like a torrential downpour!

"You enjoy devouring others' emotions, don't you?"

"Today I'll let you have your fill!"

Behind Chen Mo, six arms rotated like a millstone, and characters representing rage, pride, madness, hatred, desire, kill... flashed in succession.

Waves rippled in the void, and under the extreme emotions' influence, the shadow of Ashura faintly emerged. Flesh disintegrated, and Yin Tiankou's massive body rapidly perished, his aura flickering like a candle in the wind, growing increasingly faint.

"Die!"

The six characters merged into a deadly annihilating light, poised to completely refine Yin Tiankou!

"Corrosive Swarm, Rebirth, myriad forms to bone..."

Suddenly, a frigid voice echoed.

"Hmm?"

Chen Mo frowned, sensing something.

Looking down, he found countless tiny gray spores attached to his body, unbeknownst to him.

Realizing something amiss, his body had already stiffened, losing complete control, and the Demon Form with six arms dissipated.

"Phew, almost, I almost fell into your hands, but ultimately, my skill surpassed yours."

Having escaped the restraint of the six-way millstone, Yin Tiankou panted heavily, his chest heaving like a worn-out bellows. Though his body was on the brink of collapse, a smug smile hung on his face.