The new Devil Lord-Fusheng

Twin Orchid Realm, Devil Domain.

The demon lord, with his eerie appearance, sat reclining on his high demon throne, flanked by two beauties whose looks were merely considered pretty.

They were wearing identical white dresses, their eyes filled with resistance towards the man before them.

Fan Nanjun raised his hand and hooked one of the people's chins, making them look into his eyes.

"They really do look alike. Your eyes are the most similar to hers." But the infatuation on his face immediately changed when he noticed the disgust hidden deep in the woman's eyes.

"It's a pity the eyes are similar, but the gaze is not." His cool fingers traced along the woman's eyelids, and he asked, as if talking to himself, "Should I gouge those eyes out of you?"

A look of fear slowly crept onto the woman's face, but she bit her lower lip hard, refusing to beg for mercy no matter how terrified she was. At the crucial moment, another woman in a white dress spoke up to defuse the situation, "Why is the Demon Lord only looking at her eyes? Doesn't my face resemble Miss Su more than hers?"

As if reminded by the woman, Fan Nanjun turned his head and looked over. A familiar face was reflected in his eyes, just as the woman had said before, and it looked six parts like Su Fuyun!

Even these six-tenths similarity were the result of Fan Nanjun's great efforts in searching for them from all over the Twin Orchid Realm.

"You're right, your face does resemble hers more."

Upon hearing this, the woman smiled as if she had received a compliment.

Her performance pleased Fan Nanjun, making the increasingly unpredictable Demon Lord quite happy.

If Su Fuyun had witnessed this scene, she and Fan Nanjun might have been able to stage another heart-wrenching love story.

Unfortunately, the protagonist is now far away in the Immortal Spirit Realm, completely unaware that a deeply affectionate Demon Lord, out of longing for her, has found more than ten substitutes and raised them in his Devil Palace.

The woman's tact piqued Fan Nanjun's interest, and he was about to continue speaking with her when a demon servant outside loudly reported, "Demon Lord, someone has broken into the Devil Realm and is attacking innocent Devil Race. The guards have rushed there but failed to capture them. We beg the Demon Lord to take action personally!"

"Useless!" Fan Nanjun's initial interest was completely dashed. He scolded them and left the two beauties in the hall behind, striding out of the hall.

He was filled with displeasure at being disturbed, and led by the demon servant, he couldn't wait to go out and deal with the reckless intruder.

Fan Nanjun never forgotten that the person who had previously invaded his Devil Realm was the culprit who caused Su Fuyun's injury and subsequent disappearance!

He was just looking for an outlet for his anger when someone unexpectedly delivered themselves to his doorstep.

This time, don't blame him for being ruthless!

The Demon Lord hurried along, and within a few steps, he was completely out of the two women's sight.

The one who had spoken up earlier to defuse the situation smiled at the other person and said, "See, you've brushed him off again. I told you it wasn't that difficult. If you're willing to be a little gentler, he definitely won't do anything to you."

After all, the other person's eyes looked exactly like Su Fuyun's!

Upon hearing this, the cold-faced woman scoffed, "We righteous cultivators will never associate with demons! Do you think that just because he's being kind to you now, he'll always treat you well? Demons' words are unreliable; it's utterly foolish of you to beg for his favor!"

After saying that, without paying attention to the other person's expression, she turned around and went back to her current residence.

The woman she left behind curled her lip at her retreating figure. "Just a cultivator whose cultivation has been crippled, does she really think she's superior to me? We're just playthings, still not backing down? Let's see how long you can be so arrogant!"

Cultivators undergo a process of cleansing and refining their marrow, making their five senses far superior to those of ordinary people. Even though the female cultivator has lost her cultivation, her senses are still sharp.

The woman's words clearly reached her ears, but the female cultivator had no intention of arguing with her.

They were already pitiful enough to be kidnapped to the Devil Realm just because they resembled others, so why should they target each other?

"Sigh." The female cultivator sighed. She knew she probably couldn't hold on much longer, but she still clung to the hope that someone would come to save her.

Recalling the name she had seen on the Heaven's Chosen Ranking a few days ago, the female cultivator murmured to herself, "Senior Sister Sang Ying, where are you now? If you were still here, would you come to save me?"

The female cultivator's questions were destined to remain unanswered, but she soon lost interest in thinking about them, because the Devil Realm was about to change masters.

Fan Nanjun initially thought it was the same person who had broken into the Devil Realm again, but upon closer inspection, he saw that the person in front of him was wearing a rough iron mask that completely covered his face.

He was dressed in a black robe, and the long sword in his hand was stained with the blood of countless Devil Race.

"Fine, do you really think I, Fan Nanjun, am dead? You dare to venture into my Devil Realm alone?" Fan Nanjun's right hand flashed, and a black longsword immediately appeared before him.

Without wasting words, he charged straight at the iron mask in front of him.

The two swords clashed violently, causing Fan Nanjun's hand to ache painfully.

At that moment, Fan Nanjun suddenly tensed up, because he realized that the person in front of him was probably a bit troublesome.

Just as he had predicted, the two fought their way from the Devil Realm's market to the Devil Palace, nearly destroying half of the Devil Palace.

The final blow sent Fan Nanjun crashing into the ruins, and unsurprisingly, his right shoulder was also struck by a sword, leaving him powerless to retaliate.

The masked man slowly descended from mid-air, the tip of his sword pressed against Fan Nanjun's chin. With the slightest movement, this once-powerful demon lord would meet his end today.

At this moment, Fan Nanjun was no longer the handsome man he usually was. He was covered in wounds, blood and dust mixed together, and he looked utterly wretched.

"Interesting. When did a figure like you appear in the Twin Orchid Realm? I had no idea. Which faction are you from? Are you sent by the righteous path to completely eliminate me, the Demon Lord?" Fan Nanjun spat out a mouthful of blood, the bright red color making his appearance even more eerie.

The masked man did not answer, and under Fan Nanjun's strange gaze, he withdrew the sword from his throat.

"You've lost." A somewhat muffled voice rang out, making it difficult to discern the man's emotions. "In the Devil Realm, the strong reign supreme. From this day forward, I will be the new Demon Lord!"

Fan Nanjun's pupils suddenly contracted, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He quickly made a decision and immediately asked, "Then, does the new Demon Lord need a capable subordinate?"

Demons have no need for dignity; as long as they can live, what does it matter if they are subservient to this person?

Fan Nanjun surprisingly adaptable.

The masked man seemed somewhat surprised, but he quickly nodded. "You may stay, but remember, from this day forward, the entire Devil Realm belongs to me. And I— Fusheng —will serve me as your master, and you must never betray me in this lifetime."

Upon hearing this, the former Demon Lord, covered in filth, struggled to move his body and prostrated himself before the person whose face was obscured.

At this moment, Fan Nanjun knew clearly that the peace of the Twin Orchid Realm was about to be completely shattered!