Luckily, Feng Xie could not hear the female viewers' comments in the livestream. Even if he could, he had no way to refute them.
"Don't damage the curved blades on the Execution Demon's arms. Those are good stuff," Feng Xie quickly said once he came to his senses.
Yucali had originally been ready to crush the Execution Demon, but upon hearing Feng Xie, he looked at Aiou. Aiou then looked at Feng Xie and asked, "What are they for?"
"The curved blades growing from an Execution Demon's arms are excellent materials for refining blade-type magical treasures in the cultivation world. You can sell them at Demon Metal Fortress later. They should fetch several hundred thousand Gold Coins," Feng Xie answered.
The Execution Demon Kulin immediately burst into manic laughter. "You want my blades? Dream on!"
As he spoke, the crystals in the cracks of his skin erupted with dazzling light. He was clearly preparing to self-destruct, but Yucali exerted a little force in the next moment. The light on Kulin's body instantly dimmed, while the energy within him was locked down, completely impossible to mobilize.
This could only happen when there was an enormous gap in strength.
At that moment, Kulin looked at Aiou in terror. He simply could not imagine that Aiou's strength was this terrifying. They were not even on the same plane of existence.
When he thought of how he had actually attacked such an existence, he felt that he did not deserve to die any better.
"Should I kill him?" Yucali asked.
Aiou froze, then pondered aloud, "Come to think of it, what grudge do we even have against him?"
"No grudge at all. But he tried to kill you. That makes him an enemy who blocks your path and threatens your life—an irreconcilable hatred beneath