My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again-Chapter 102 - : The Ancient Demons of This Land Lack Manners

Chapter 102: The Ancient Demons of This Land Lack Manners

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Despite her severe injuries, Gu Li’s cultivator instincts kept her mind active.

The voice that spoke sounded young and male.

It seemed distant at first, but as the last word was uttered, the person had already arrived behind her, likely using some kind of mystical ability.

Lu Xuan emerged from the woods, dressed in white with a long sword hanging at his waist.

He looked at the people around him, slightly surprised. “It turns out there are acquaintances here.”

Lu Xuan greeted Yan Feiyu with a bow and a slight smile.

Yan Feiyu was confused.

She had never met Lu Xuan before and was unaware that the man in white before her was the one who secretly thwarted her plans at the back mountain of the Sky Demon Sect.

With Lu Xuan’s arrival, the atmosphere calmed.

Even Gu Yuan stopped his actions, eyeing this unexpected guest with a frown.

Cheng Lingzhu and Nangong Xuan followed him, and Lu Xuan, looking at the golden-haired dog, suddenly spoke, “You old demon, how does it feel to be a

The Blood Sea Ancestor didn’t respond but coiled up, baring its teeth at Lu Xuan with hostility in its eyes.

“Is he your enemy?” Gu Yuan squinted his eyes.

The golden-haired dog whimpered in response.

“Do you not know, to beat a dog, you must look at the owner?”

Gu Yuan scoffed, stepping forward.

He released a powerful aura, having fused six Demon Emperor bloodlines, and directed it at Lu Xuan.

This was a tactic used by higher realm cultivators against their inferiors, using their aura to overpower the weak without physical confrontation.

Gu Yuan, recognizing Lu Xuan as a mere Golden Core cultivator, felt confident he could force him to kneel without a fight.

Lu Xuan frowned.

The Giant Turtle had told him about the Demon Emperor’s Gu breeding and the Nine Dragons’ struggle for succession.

Thus, Lu Xuan guessed the identity of this purple-robed young man before him – a prince of the ancient demons.

“You ancient demons aren’t very friendly.”

Lu Xuan’s eyes darkened slightly.

The “pressure of a stronger being” released by Gu Yuan dissipated before it even reached Lu Xuan.

“Do you carry a secret treasure?”

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes, speculating.

“Strictly speaking, this is a matter of the Demon Emperor’s lineage, and I shouldn’t interfere.’

Lu Xuan raised his sheathed sword, pointing at the golden-haired dog before continuing, “But this dog is related to me. Inside it resides the soul of a great demon who has harmed countless people. Many innocent lives have suffered under him, and today, he must be brought to justice.”

“What great demon soul, harming countless people, what does that have to do with me?”

Gu Yuan spoke arrogantly, “I am a prince of the Demon Emperor, noble by birth. All beings should kneel and bow before me!

Even if I feed on some commoners, for my dog to be fed by them is their blessing!”

“So, you are determined to align with this demon?”

Lu Xuan looked at him.

“How ridiculous.”

Gu Yuan sneered, “What right do you, a soon-to-be-dead man, have to reason with this prince?! You’d Better beg for mercy now; maybe I’ll let you die with some dignity…”

Lu Xuan sighed.

“Boom!”

Blood splattered as Gu Yuan’s head exploded.

A moment later, a headless corpse fell straight down.

Lu Xuan had given him a chance.

But since the prince was rude, he needed to be taught a lesson in kindness and virtue.

Clearly, this prince of the ancient demons had failed his final exam.

As Lu Xuan made his move, a streak of golden lightning darted away, seizing the opportunity to escape amidst the chaos of Gu Yuan’s death.

The Blood Sea Ancestor, cunning and observant, had been watching the developments closely.

However, its escape plan was not as smooth as it had hoped.

With a “snap,” a golden lotus burst through the skin, tearing the dog’s hide and blooming forth.

Then came the second, and the third…

In an instant, numerous pale gold lotuses covered its body.

The Blood Sea Ancestor sensed danger, opened its mouth to expel its soul-infused blood, attempting to repeat its old tricks.

But the golden lotuses glowed, rooting into the dog’s body, imprisoning the Blood Sea Ancestor’s soul.

Lu Xuan approached, squatting down to look at the Blood Sea Ancestor on the ground.

“I hear you cultivate the Blood Path, delighting in drinking human blood, requiring a cup of baby’s blood wine daily.”

His eyes cold, he patted its head and threatened, “Today, you should taste what it’s like to be refined alive.

The roots of the golden lotus spread, piercing into the Blood Sea Ancestor’s soul, slowly tearing and shredding it.

After a period as long as it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Blood Sea Ancestor died, the golden lotuses withered, turning into a light rain and disappearing.

A pale gold lotus seed remained on the withered dog corpse.

Lu Xuan picked up the lotus seed and walked towards the others.

By now, Yan Feiyu and the rest had taken medicinal pills, and their injuries were much improved.

Lu Xuan glanced over the group, his gaze settling on the dirty, twin-tailed young girl.

He could sense a bloodline similar to the deceased ancient demon prince within her.

“Are you also an ancient demon?”

Lu Xuan looked at her, his expression unfriendly.

The recently deceased prince was abnormal, and with Lu Xuan’s cultivation, he could tell that the prince’s body was on the brink of collapse, nearing death..