Jiamoluo swallowed the advancement pill, and the ancient demon patterns on his body immediately began flashing without cease.
A roar born from his bloodline erupted inside him.
His three demon heads underwent tremendous changes as well, and his pupils turned bloodred in an instant.
The savage demon horns were even more like ink-dyed things, black and gleaming.
"Master, Jiamoluo is willing to go through boiling water and tread fire for Master, without the slightest hesitation!" As soon as Jiamoluo finished speaking, black light enveloped his body.
Like a spirit beast, he turned into a black cocoon.
The surrounding ancient demon qi instantly surged madly toward him.
Some demon servants, as if possessed, rushed over in a frenzy.
If before, what Ye Jingcheng had given Jiamoluo to swallow was control through the Soul Pact, then now it was the grace of recognition and favor.
Those who had never stayed in the Ancient Demon Realm would never know just how important an ancient demon's bloodline was.
For Ye Jingcheng to truly let him advance was no different from giving him life anew, like parents reborn.
That was the real reason he had made such a promise.
Through his divine soul perception, Ye Jingcheng did know the ancient demon's feelings at this moment.
But this was Jiamoluo's first advancement, while he had watched other living beings advance more times than he could count.
And advancement was not something that succeeded every time. There were examples of failure too.
So Ye Jingcheng's expression remained as still as an ancient well, without a ripple.
"I hope you succeed," Ye Jingcheng murmured inwardly, then left the Ancient Demon Grotto-Heaven.
He returned to the Stone Spirit Grotto-Heaven.
He sat cross-legged atop the high platform, and the Crimson Flame Fox came leaping and circling over.
The Crimson Flame