Demonic Saber, I, Lin Shuguang, Swear Today (Fourth update, please support the official release)

After returning from cultivating at Black Stone Mountain, Lin Shuguang took a hot shower, completely unaware that a group of Martial Dao experts had arrived at Black Stone Mountain after hearing news of the Demon King.

Demon Kings were rarely encountered, and their entire bodies were priceless materials.

This was also why so many Martial Dao experts had chosen to join forces. Quite a few factions had even fought over how to divide the eventual profits... yet when they finally settled their shares and reached Black Stone Mountain, they found only an enormous skeleton lying on the ground.

Everyone exchanged bewildered looks, realizing they had arrived a step too late. But who exactly had killed the Demon King...? This mystery was just like the corpses strewn throughout the Tianyan Mountain Range in Qizhou not long ago. No one knew whose handiwork that had been either, leaving it an unsolved case.

Lin Shuguang knew nothing of the undercurrents stirring outside. Even if he had known, he would not have taken them to heart. Standing beneath the showerhead, he washed himself thoroughly.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Space split open, and a familiar blood-red silhouette dragged its way out of the void, hovering before Lin Shuguang... with everything on full display.

After a moment of embarrassment, Lin Shuguang calmly pulled out a clean towel. "What are you looking at? Have you got one?"

The Blood-red Demonic Saber released a ring of energy a few centimeters wide, as though mocking him, then backed away and squeezed out of the bathroom. Its disdainful manner was enough to make anyone grit their teeth.

With a cold expression, Lin Shuguang put on a bathrobe and walked out, carrying a saber. "I'll give you a chance to rephrase that. Big, isn't it, bro?"

The Blood-colored Demonic Saber: "..."