Escorted by Yun Xiao and the other two, You Wen raced onward with Mang Jiu.
The closer they drew to the Heavenly Court, the more everyone relaxed.
"Who would have thought that this old man would one day visit the Heavenly Court, the sacred land in the hearts of us Demon Race members?" Mang Jiu said with a chuckle as he sat atop the clouds.
Demons governed the heavens, while witches governed the earth.
Not every member of the Demon Race could enter the Heavenly Court.
Some demons still remained across the lands of Hong Huang, but compared to the Heavenly Court, their numbers were pitifully small.
To the demons of Hong Huang, the Heavenly Court was like Beijing to the people of every province and city.
Mang Jiu's words made You Wen and the three Xiao sisters exchange glances, unsure how to respond.
Though they were taking Mang Jiu to the Heavenly Court, they were actually forcing him toward death. Once he arrived, whether they could expose the mastermind or not, Mang Jiu would have no chance of surviving.
Yet there was not a trace of fear toward death in Mang Jiu's eyes. He was utterly at ease.
"Your Highness, three fairies, there is no need to feel this way."
Mang Jiu saw through their thoughts at a glance and instead began comforting them.
"This old man is not one of those scum. The moment I took over the Blood Food matter, I knew my days were numbered. They would never let me live in peace."
It had to be said that Mang Jiu saw things very clearly.
"If my family had not been in their hands, I would have risked this old life long ago."
"And now, my death will have even greater value."
Hearing Mang Jiu's words,