At this moment, Pei Yuxian felt so good she could explode.
Just moments ago, Murong Jianyun had pinned her down completely from the lofty ground of the rules. Now the tables had turned—and if he dared utter the word "protect," then the scene involving Su Old Devil from decades ago would be set in motion once more.
They would rally the world to hunt down the demon, and while they were at it, wipe out the entire Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce.
She continued staring at Murong Jianyun. Just now, he had kept invoking the people of the world—now she would give him a taste of "the people of the world" too.
At that moment, Tyrant Lotus Venerable shouted heavily again, "Pei Yuxian, who says a non-battle body must be a demon? He is my husband's successor. What is so strange about him possessing such power?"
Naturally, Tyrant Lotus Venerable understood the severity of the matter, so she brought up her husband once again.
In response, Pei Yuxian revealed a disdainful expression. Her damn husband again?
"What the hell is your husband?"
"Even if he is now at the Saint Martial Stage and can raise a non-battle body to such a level, then he is a demon as well."
Pei Yuxian's expression turned crazed again.
Once the word "demon" was uttered, she could pin it on anyone she pleased. Then she fixed her gaze on Murong Jianyun once more and shouted, "Will you suppress Tyrant Lotus while I personally behead this little demon, or will you do it yourself?"
"Or perhaps your Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce intends to brave the wrath of the world and protect a demon? Answer me immediately, this Emperor commands it!"
As her words fell, Pei Yuxian's true energy surged around her, her roar shooting