The Most Generous Master Ever Chapter 1112 -: Bai Yunfei ‘s Weakness

They moved through the hall without hindrance. Although the demons were known for their cruelty, they dared not show even a hint of insolence in front of Bai Yunfei. Even when they caught sight of Ye Qiu and Master Crocodile, they maintained a respectful demeanor.

This was especially true for Master Crocodile. In terms of sheer, murderous aura, the entire demon race, Bai Yunfei included, could hardly compare. He felt like a true god of destruction.

“Master! The Demon Emperor has been anticipating your arrival for a long time.” A demon priest approached them immediately upon entering the hall, speaking with deep reverence directed at Bai Yunfei.

While Mengli had officially ascended to the rank of Demon Emperor, her youth meant that the current demon headquarters remained entirely under the influence of Demon Lord Bai Yunfei’s faction. Consequently, he retained absolute control over the entirety of the demon race.

“Hm, you may take your leave,” Bai Yunfei replied coldly. Upon returning to the demon hall, he reverted to his usual commanding posture, radiating a chill, haughty atmosphere. The priest did not dare breathe a word of protest and retreated in haste.

Ye Qiu realized this particular priest was actually an expert who had surpassed the Dao Sacrificial Realm. He couldn’t hide his internal surprise. It was no wonder the demons held such a formidable position within the foreign battlefield; their foundations were truly immense.

The mere existence of Bai Yunfei—an invincible Immortal King and unmatched beneath the Immortal Emperor Realm—was enough to grant them absolute freedom of action. As long as he breathed, even Immortal Emperors dared not set foot on demon soil.

Throughout their walk, Ye Qiu kept scanning the demon hall, brimming with astonishment.

Master Crocodile remarked with a touch of nostalgia, “Hehe, this hall certainly has a domineering air. It rivals my own temple from the old days. Sadly, my sanctuary was razed, and now I am nothing more than a wanderer.” As he spoke, his eyes dimmed. He was a defeated man; had Ye Qiu not intervened, he would still be rotting away in that confinement.

“Senior, it is but a temple. Rebuilding it is only a matter of time.”

Bai Yunfei offered a wicked smile. After leading them into the chamber, he gestured for Ye Qiu and Master Crocodile to be seated. He displayed the proper manners of a host without a hint of neglect, knowing they were the Demon Emperor’s guests and entitled to respect.

“The Demon Emperor has arrived!”

Scarcely had they settled into their seats when the announcement echoed. Curious, they glanced toward the distortion, watching as the portal trembled and a striking woman in crimson robes emerged. Seeing the face from his memories, Ye Qiu felt a wave of internal shock. Although Mengli had matured completely, her features remained largely unchanged from her youth.

“Grandmaster!” The girl hurried into the hall, her eyes lighting up with delight upon seeing Ye Qiu. While she held the lofty title of Demon Emperor, her heart still belonged to the youngest disciple of the Violet Cloud lineage.

The demon hall was cold and lacked anyone capable of genuine conversation; the sight of Ye Qiu brought tears to her eyes. Her excitement was impossible to mask.

Bai Yunfei shook his head, choosing not to interrupt Mengli. He simply let out a quiet sigh.

“Uncle, did you really bring Grandmaster here?” Mengli asked, her voice trembling with disbelief and joy.

Bai Yunfei offered a bitter smile. “Since you begged so insistently, how could I refuse? I went in person to fetch him.”

“I knew it. You’re the best, Uncle,” Mengli beamed. Her words resonated deeply with Bai Yunfei. He had faced the world's most brutal horrors without flinching, yet this girl’s smile held a power that could move him. As long as she remained under his protection, she could grow safely, even if the weight of the demon race was more than she cared to bear.

“Hehe, child! It has been so many years. You have grown quite tall.”

Observing her rushing toward him, Ye Qiu rose slowly to greet her. Despite her current status as the Demon Emperor, in his eyes, she was still the little girl who loved playing with Linglong, even if she usually ended up on the losing end of those encounters.

“Grandmaster, you were gone for a century! Why didn't you visit Martial Uncle Wan’er and me? I’ve missed you and Master so much.”

The mention of her master clouded Mengli’s expression. She hadn’t seen Lin Qingzhu in ages, and her heartache was genuine. Every memory of Lin Qingzhu’s instruction remained etched in her mind.

Unable to find the right words, Ye Qiu kept his silence.

“Is Master doing well? Why didn’t she accompany you here?” Mengli probed inquisitively.

“She is… doing quite well. She remains in the lower realm with your Martial Uncle Wan’er. She did not ascend with me this time.”

Disappointment filled Mengli’s face as she shook her head. Turning to Bai Yunfei, she asked tentatively, “Uncle, might I travel to the lower realm for a visit? It has been too long, and I miss her dearly… please?”

The girl’s act of charm left Bai Yunfei completely defenseless. He feared neither heaven nor earth and stood firm against the pressure of Immortal Emperors, but Mengli’s pleading was a different ordeal entirely.

“Your Majesty! Is this truly wise? Opening the path to the lower realm takes a heavy toll. Besides… the situation is quite unstable. If something were to happen to you, how would I answer to anyone?”

Bai Yunfei felt trapped. He didn't want to deny Mengli, yet the risks terrified him. He had faced countless hardships ensuring her safety, and he was terrified that if she went down, she might never want to return.

“Uncle, you’re simply the best. Let me see my master just once. I promise not to stay long. Perhaps… only a hundred years?” Mengli suggested.

Bai Yunfei’s lip twitched involuntarily. A century? While technically short in the span of eternity, it would feel like an age of torment for him.

“Good lord, what a fuss! Since when did you become so indecisive, Bai Yunfei? It is only a hundred years. Just blink your eyes, and it’s over. I’ll help open the path! Let them go. Their bond as master and disciple remains—where is the harm in letting them reunite?”

Master Crocodile could bear the hesitation no longer. Bai Yunfei groaned, feeling a migraine building. None of them understood the burden of being a guardian. Ye Qiu suppressed his laughter; he didn't intervene, mostly because Bai Yunfei’s recent meddling had annoyed him enough that seeing the man suffer was a minor satisfaction.

“Fine! But I will be accompanying you. Consider it a trip for us both. However, you must swear that upon your return, you will focus on your cultivation, embrace your duties, and undergo the baptism of our race’s inheritance.”

In the end, Bai Yunfei relented.

“Yay! You’re the best, Uncle! I promise, I shall focus on my training once I return,” Mengli said, a smug grin spreading across her face. She had realized that her stern uncle was completely incapable of resisting her charm. Whenever she acted this way, he inevitably folded.

It was clearly his one true weakness.