I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 645 645: Xiao Chen: Are All the Demon Gods of Your Qilin Clan This Weak?

"N... no, nothing at all. I simply noticed that you, My Lord, have grown even stronger, and my joy for you left me too thrilled to utter a word."

Lei Ruoxi quickly scrambled to mend the situation; she had no desire to earn the grudge of this frightening man in front of her, which would surely result in her perishing without even a grave.

"Heh heh."

Lei Qilin let out a chuckle before adding: "Such excuses wouldn't trick even a spirit; no spirit would buy them. Do you really believe you can deceive Brother Qian with that?"

Cao Youqian declared: "Big Lei, head down for now; I've got a few words to exchange with this woman privately."

"Yes."

Lei Qilin acknowledged the order, then shot a pointed glance at Lei Ruoxi lingering nearby. His look conveyed clearly: young woman, prepare yourself for doom.

As Lei Qilin departed, Lei Ruoxi's frame continued to quiver without restraint. With terror etched across her features, she pleaded: "My Lord, this humble woman holds absolutely no malice toward you."

"Is that so?"

A sly grin crept across Cao Youqian's face: "Then you truly wish to serve as a concubine to this seat."

"That is correct."

Lei Ruoxi replied with deep respect.

"In that case, employ every talent you possess to please this seat; should you manage to gratify me, I'll certainly let you live, and I might even assist in your ascent to Demon God status."

Though Cao Youqian seemed relaxed outwardly, his upbringing in a prestigious lineage made him far from naive. When it came to toying with emotions, he far outshone a brute like Lei Qilin.

"Do you mean that?"

Lei Ruoxi's expression froze as she stared at the man ahead. Having been betrayed by males in her past life, she hesitated to trust any now. Depending on them served only her survival needs.

"As a esteemed Great Sage, this seat would never mislead a lovely one such as yourself."

No sooner had Cao Youqian finished speaking than Lei Ruoxi's garments slid away on their own. As she glided elegantly toward him, just a single layer of underclothing remained, her stunning form barely concealed. She coiled around Cao Youqian like a serpent of the waves, murmuring softly into his ear: "My Lord, please treasure this servant of yours."

"Naturally."

With those words, Cao Youqian reverted to his rawest form. In short order, the pair commenced their dual cultivation.

On the following day, as Lei Ruoxi exited Cao Youqian's dwelling, her gait was unsteady, yet her skin glowed with a healthy flush, and she radiated an overall vibrancy. This peculiar sight left Lei Qilin utterly baffled.

Gazing after Lei Ruoxi's fading silhouette, Lei Qilin muttered: "Her legs got crippled from the beating, yet she acts all delighted like this."

Pa!

From behind, Cao Youqian delivered a sudden slap to Lei Qilin.

"Brother Qian, what's the meaning of this?"

Lei Qilin stared at Cao Youqian in bewilderment, a hint of gloom in his gaze.

Cao Youqian burst into laughter: "I never imagined our Thunder Emperor, all grown up, remains untouched by romance. Shall I arrange a Qilin that catches your eye?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Qilin stomped in frustration: "Nonsense! How could this Emperor possibly be untouched?"

"Heh heh."

Cao Youqian snickered: "You're flustered, utterly flustered."

"You..."

Lei Qilin yearned to counter but found no retort; he itched to fight yet knew defeat awaited. In defeat, he slumped right there.

"Enough sulking; I'll genuinely arrange one for you soon." Cao Youqian stated earnestly.

"Really?"

Lei Qilin brightened at once.

Cao Youqian: "Of course it's real."

Before long, the man and the Qilin resumed their lighthearted antics...

Meanwhile, within the Famous Sword Holy Land, Xiao Chen was guiding his followers in their cultivation practice when he abruptly halted. Addressing the group, he instructed: "Remain in place and stay put; an unwelcome visitor approaches."

The assembled disciples displayed intrigued looks upon hearing this. Their Famous Sword Holy Land stood as a mighty force ruling over vast expanses of hundreds of thousands of li; who would dare intrude and stir trouble?

Boom, boom, boom...

A fierce quaking erupted on the once-serene Sword Peak. The whole peak shuddered violently; more accurately, the ground itself quaked.

"Master, what's going on exactly?"

One disciple inquired, his face pale with dread.

In response, Xiao Chen maintained his composure: "A foolish intruder has arrived; no cause for alarm among you. This seat will confront him initially. Relay my directive: everyone should stay calm and proceed with their duties."

"Yes."

The disciples affirmed before rushing off to spread the message. With their Master on hand, the external threat posed no terror to them.

Xiao Chen grasped the wisdom of barring foes from the gates. He had only recently unified loyalties in this Famous Sword Holy Land; allowing a mere fool to disrupt that would waste his three years of toil.

Leisurely, he rose and stepped into the skies, heading beyond the Famous Sword Holy Land's borders. By now, the inhabitants inside sensed the rumbling earth and filled with fear and unrest.

Right then, more than a dozen sword-wielding youths descended from above, proclaiming: "Master has ventured out to quell the aggressor; fret not, continue your work as usual."

These assurances spread calm through the Famous Sword Holy Land, as all awaited their lord's triumphant return.

Once outside the Famous Sword Holy Land, Xiao Chen spotted afar an Earth Qilin advancing on it, trailed by a horde of demonic beasts.

Though their pace remained steady rather than swift, everywhere they passed turned to ruins.

Xiao Chen's eyes sharpened as he surveyed the demonic beasts following the Earth Qilin. Several Demon Kings among them were precisely those who had abandoned the Famous Sword Holy Land years prior.

A faint smile tugged at his lips, and he mused: This seat had no intention of unleashing slaughter, but since you've come knocking, fault not this seat's merciless hand.

"Ahead lies the Famous Sword Holy Land; halt right there!"

Xiao Chen's voice boomed, bringing the massive demonic wave to an immediate stop. Every demonic beast fixed its stare upon him.

The foremost Earth Qilin demanded: "Junior, why stand you without kneeling before this God?"

Ere Xiao Chen could reply, a bear demon at its rear interjected: "Your Highness, this human is the Sword God who once felled the Wolf God and claimed this domain for himself."

"Oh?"

The Earth Qilin, upon hearing, scrutinized Xiao Chen closely, noting the youth's mere Great Martial realm. With a smirk, it remarked: "A trifling Great Martial presuming the title of God; your human race shows no advancement. Kneel now and surrender the land willingly, and this God might take you as a pet."

As it spoke, the Earth Qilin unleashed its Demon God Realm aura. The nearby creatures buckled under the overwhelming force, dropping to their knees and eyeing the Earth Qilin in horror.

Solely Xiao Chen hovered unshaken in the heavens. Gazing down at the grounded Earth Qilin, he stated: "Are every Demon God from your Qilin Clan as feeble as yourself?"

These words dropped, and silence gripped the scene. Every creature there gaped at this human Great Martial in disbelief.

No one anticipated such boldness from this human Great Martial, daring to taunt the exalted Earth Qilin, a pinnacle Demon God.

"Hmph!"

The Earth Qilin snorted icily: "Wretched human, you dare challenge this God?"

"Misunderstand not; I merely state facts. A Demon God of your caliber fails to merit the name in my view."

Xiao Chen spoke evenly, as if describing something mundane.

Yet to those around, it rang as a direct affront to the Earth Qilin present. Shock rippled not just through the demons but also stunned the Famous Sword Holy Land's humans.

Xiao Chen's pupils stood speechless in awe. A single notion lingered: Would Master fall to that Demon God?

"Hahaha..."

Fury sparked the Earth Qilin's laughter: "This seat attained the Demon God Realm under a century ago, yet crushing a whelp like you proves effortless. Witness today the pinnacle of divine power."

With its declaration, the creature's form swelled to dozens of times its size, towering like an earthly colossus. The aura from its frame intensified to horrifying levels alongside the expansion.

Observing this, Xiao Chen gave a slight head shake and a sigh: "Why not simply exist in peace?"

In the same breath, a Divine Sword Dharmakaya materialized behind him. Yet as the Divine Sword Dharmakaya emerged, Xiao Chen invoked his Immortal Body too.

Instantly, dual mighty auras clashed through the void. Beings in proximity quivered in spirit and flesh beneath these clashing forces, gripped by dread and disquiet.

Witnessing this youth unfazed by his true Dharma form—refusing submission and countering with his own Dharmakaya—the Earth Qilin seethed, its prestige tarnished.

"This God demands your demise!"

"Mount Tai Crushing the Top!"

Roaring fiercely, it raised a Qilin claw and slammed down at Xiao Chen. Even prior to contact, that limb morphed into a colossal peak, sealing all escape.

Facing this, a flicker of scorn crossed Xiao Chen's gaze. He unsheathed his prized blade and thrust it at the looming mount.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

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