A Woman's War

On the way back, the two women briefly exchanged their views.

"Don't you dare call me Cui Hua in front of him. I changed that name myself centuries ago. I'm not called that!"

"And you're not allowed to tell him who I am!"

"...Deal."

Xi Yue grabbed the limp Cheng Cheng by the scruff and stormed toward the Demon King Palace.

The demons of Demon City stared dumbfounded as their own king was lifted like a quail by a woman and whisked away like wind and lightning... For a moment, they thought the one being carried off was the Young Master. The sight had seemed quite familiar at first, but on closer inspection, that was their king!

Could it be that their king had been captured by an assassin?

Quite a few loyal subjects rolled up their sleeves, ready to rescue their king, only to be stopped by the little fox guards following in secret.

"Why are you stopping us? That's an assassin, isn't it?"

The little foxes wore strange expressions. "If you mean the 'assassin'... he's in the palace."

In truth, the assassin in the palace had not originally intended to cause trouble. He knew Cheng Cheng's two forms could sense each other, so something was bound to happen over there. Unfortunately, the king herself had been far too seductive and had completely forgotten that she would feel it, insisting on wrapping herself around him...

No one in the world could withstand Cheng Cheng deliberately offering herself. Certain of it.

The battle began.

Cheng Cheng had truly overestimated the cultivation of her human form and underestimated Qin Yi's current standards of body cultivation.

Her human form was nowhere near as formidable as her demon form. The difference was vast. Even setting aside the unstable foundation and forcibly piling up