"Demonic art..." I could not help smiling. Li Tinglan was planning to define my Super Great Dao Art for me.
"Hmph, if that strange spell isn't demonic art, then what is it?" Li Tinglan said.
"Fine, fine, whatever you say. Can we start now?" I gave a helpless smile. This was a critical moment; we couldn't let internal conflicts break out.
"Ahhh..." The White-Haired Demon Child's voice was not especially shrill, carrying instead the unique magnetic timbre of a youth. But the vomiting was undoubtedly agonizing. At that moment, he was like a lone beast doing everything in its power to vomit up food it could no longer swallow.
We soon arrived in the woods within the valley and slowly approached the area where the White-Haired Demon Child was. Before long, the Demon Child stopped roaring. Li Zhier hurriedly said, "Shouldn't we go out now? He's vomited everything out, right?"
Li Tinglan shook her head and said, "Wait a little longer. Once he has looked over it and placed the remnant scrolls properly to offer them to the Attendant, we'll launch a sudden attack."
"Exactly. And it would be best to get very close, so we can be sure of intercepting and sniping him." Wei Shuang had been able to become Li Tinglan's right-hand partner because he was not the sort of person who would act rashly and ruin things at a crucial moment.
As we drew closer and closer, we soon reached a position where we could see the area where the White-Haired Demon Child was.
At that moment, the White-Haired Demon Child no longer looked as terrifying as before. When I first saw him, I had indeed been shocked, especially by that head of white hair and those strange Yin-Yang Eyes.
Now, aside from his white hair, there