Fire Pavilion

"Meow, meow—"

The Orange Cat in the Demon God's arms meowed twice, then lazily curled up against her.

Chen Mo did not dare look around. He waited respectfully for the Demon God to continue.

"I have saved thee from danger several times. How dost thou intend to repay me?" The Demon God's voice was calm, yet carried a trace of solemnity.

"I am willing to brave fire and water for Demon God, without hesitation." The Demon God had saved him from danger several times, and Chen Mo held a rather favorable impression of her.

"I do not need thee to brave fire and water. I only need thee to agree to one matter," the Demon God said.

"What matter?" Chen Mo was somewhat puzzled. The Demon God was so powerful—what could he possibly agree to do for her?

"Thou shalt know later. Perhaps when the time comes, it may be but a small matter to thee." The Demon God's tone suddenly turned grave.

Chen Mo's confusion deepened. The Demon God's cryptic words left him completely bewildered, but he still nodded respectfully.

He had nothing worth plotting against him for.

The Human Emperor Bloodline, Demon Nightmare, Undying Demonic Flame, and everything else had already been seen through by the Demon God.

If she wanted them, could he refuse?

Yet she seemingly did not care for them.

"I have spoken to You Minghong about the Chaos Meditation Art. He has agreed to the exchange. Once thou leavest, go directly to the Demon Palace to find him," the Demon God said.

"Where is the Demon Palace?" Chen Mo asked again.

"Youming Mu will take thee there," the Demon God said.

"Thank you, Lord Demon God."

Chen Mo cupped his fists. The Great Sage Art alone had helped him tremendously, yet it was merely