"What the hell... What kind of monster is this Night Demon..."
Madman Halberd muttered, only to receive a huge eye-roll from Bing Tianxue. He hurriedly shut his mouth.
Bing Tianxue smiled like a flower, deeply feeling that investing in Night Demon had truly been a wise decision.
"But when the time came to fight over the ancient manuals... we suffered a tremendous defeat! We lost a hundred and eighty thousand men in a single battle!"
Feng Yun's face turned solemn as he began recounting that battle.
When he reached the part about the tens of thousands of Holy Lords from the Divine Ferret Sect farting together...
Yan Nan and the others' faces twisted in unison.
They knew that sensation all too well. They had tasted it themselves.
Even now, remembering it made them nauseous and eager to vomit.
Sun Wutian in particular had been stunk out twice. His expression changed the moment he heard this.
"...Under those circumstances, all the precautions I had given over the years became completely useless. Many people hadn't even prepared Scented Towels... and chaos descended..."
Feng Yun faithfully recreated the scene with his words.
But Yan Nan and the others could only shake their heads and sigh. They finally understood why their smooth journey had suddenly turned upside down.
It turned out that the Divine Ferret Sect had made a blunder.
"Still, we managed to seize two ancient manuals."
Feng Yun said, "Miss Yan seized one, and I seized the other. But both of them were won through Night Demon's tremendous assistance."
Feng Yun did not claim all the credit for himself. He simply stated the facts as they were.
"...Until the end, when Night Demon ascended as Lord of the Dark Night and shook the world. Wherever Night Demon went, Red Cloud filled the