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"Xiaoman said I would come save her?" I asked in confusion. The competition must have been drawing near, so Jing Xiaoman had sensed the danger and used me as a shield. Still, that was only to be expected. Even delaying things for a while could create quite a few opportunities.
"Yes. Could it be you didn't know?" King Lingyue seemed to have taken this outcome for granted. After all, his relationship with Jing Xiaoman had brought him quite a few benefits during his last major shopping trip. Everyone was strategic partners now.
"Fine, but saving her is one thing. How did this get tied to marriage? Xiaoman and I are only good friends." I spoke helplessly.
King Lingyue could not help laughing. "Exactly, exactly. The Ghost God Realm naturally can't say these things outright. Though we'll soon be one family, since everyone comes from different greater worlds, a little reserve is still for the best."
"Forget it. Let's go to the Demon Hall first." I was somewhat speechless, but that was indeed the case. Compared with the Demon God Realm, the Ghost God Realm was considered rather reserved.
"Precisely." King Lingyue smiled and waved. A cloud carriage soon arrived before us. Once we boarded it, the officials and I quickly continued toward the Demon Hall.
The demonic domain of the Demon God Realm was completely different from those of the other greater worlds. They formed a world unto themselves. Like the Eight Kings, the territory of the Demon God Hall was a miniature star-system nation, possessing countless active planets. The regions surrounding those star systems were also filled with dense, chaotic demonic aura. Clearly, they were not lacking in cultivation resources. If their cultivation tradition did not forcibly require spiritual energy of relatively high purity, this place would indeed