Fu Xuan

Deep within the Evil Demon Forest, thick, ink-black mist swirled between ancient trees. Occasional eerie beast roars startled the mutated Soul Beasts resting among the treetops.

At the center of the core region, on a clearing covered in purple moss, a rune array emitting an eerie, ghostly glow slowly rotated, like a gigantic beast lying dormant.

"Oh~~ lord Fusheng, is this one of my kind that you made? It's so soft, like a jellyfish. It feels so nice to squeeze."

Qingque's crisp laughter broke the forest's dead silence. Her slender fingers were wrapped around the Pink Evil Eye's tentacles as she held it high like a ball of cotton candy.

Curiosity gleamed in the girl's eyes. Her fingertips occasionally poked at its soft body, making the Pink Evil Eye's vertical pupil open and close frantically.

"Let, let go of me, you insolent wretch!" The Pink Evil Eye struggled violently, and dazzling mental light suddenly burst from its body.

The air around it twisted into a vortex as countless strands of spiritual power formed tangible chains and swept toward Qingque. At the same time, a mental illusion abruptly spread through the surroundings, trying to trap Qingque in a maze woven from fear.

Yet before the pressure of a Hundred-Thousand-Year cultivation, these attacks were like ants trying to shake a tree.

Not only did Qingque fail to dodge, she giggled and hugged the Pink Evil Eye to her chest, kneading its tentacles as though it were dough. "You call yourself 'this sovereign'? Is that how the Evil Emperor taught you to refer to yourself?"

Her finger lightly poked the enormous eyeball, making the Pink Evil Eye struggle even harder.

"B-Bad girl~ Don't touch this sovereign's eye~" The Pink Evil Eye released a sharp mental ripple. The purple spots on its tentacles connected