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"Like this, he still had a chance to occupy his body.

Lan Xi naturally understood the Demon Lord’s intentions and would not give him any opportunity to take advantage.

She quickly infused her own Spiritual Power into Rong Feng’s body, protecting his remaining Immortal Spirit Root.

Although this kid’s reputation and character were indeed not so great, once she promised something, there was nothing she couldn’t accomplish.

The Demon Lord did not shrink back, continuously pouring Demonic Qi into Rong Feng’s body, but it disappeared upon encountering Lan Xi’s Spiritual Energy.

Their tug-of-war caused Rong Feng to feel as if his body was tearing apart in pain, and he couldn’t help but let out a loud roar, ’Ah ah... it hurts!’

Seeing this, Lan Xi’s expression changed slightly; if this went on, Rong Feng would die.

Just at that moment, the Demon Lord suddenly exerted his strength, launching an attack of Demonic Qi at Rong Feng.

If he couldn’t have it, he would destroy it! That was the fate of those who betrayed him.

Her eyes narrowed, without time to think, she used Spiritual Energy to shield Rong Feng and dashed forward to take the Demon Lord’s fatal strike for him.

’Puh!’ Lan Xi only felt her back as if it had crashed into a stone, and her body staggered, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Rong Feng was wrapped in Spiritual Energy and thrown far away by her, and only then did she turn around to confront the Demon Lord, drawing her own Goddess Sword.

A brilliant white light, a rich surge of Spiritual Energy, Sword Qi like a rainbow, the land and rocks where it passed crumbled, the air itself became distorted, ’Today, I must eliminate this calamity.’

Lan Xi kept attacking, the Demon Lord was beaten back step by step, and finally, all the Demonic Qi around him dissipated, leaving only two green Ghost Fires.

’Lan Xi, are you determined to drive me to extinction? Believe it or not, I will burn my Primordial Spirit Blood to perish together with you...’ The Demon Lord roared in unwillingness.

Lan Xi wouldn’t give him the chance, swinging her Sword Qi, directly extinguished the two Ghost Fires with a cold snort, ’I never intended to kill you, just to wear away your demon nature, allowing you to recuperate in the Demon Realm for hundreds of thousands of years.

Each time you come out, I’ll kill you once more, until the end of your life. ’

Lan Xi looked at the two Ghost Fires that had fallen to the ground, now reduced to a faint glow, and coldly snorted, ’Take care of yourself, if you incite another war again, your fate will be even more miserable than this.’

Lan Xi sheathed the Goddess Sword, grabbed the dazed Rong Feng, and quickly disappeared from the Demon Realm.

Lan Xi did not wish to kill the Demon Lord, but rather, she couldn’t.

In this world, everyone had their own destiny, and the Demon Lord’s life span was still very long. Even if she wanted to, heaven would ensure he remained Immortal.

The only way was to dissipate all his Demonic Qi, making all his efforts go to waste.

After this war, the Demon Realm would need at least a hundred thousand years to reorganize.

If it wanted to wage war again, it would take at least three hundred thousand years.

By that time, the Immortal Realm would have more talents, and if an unavoidable war broke out, it would be a contest of strength.

At the boundary between the Great Desolation Mountain’s Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Goddess had all come upon hearing the news, standing at the entrance, each filled with great anxiety.

’Why hasn’t she returned after so long?’ The Emperor of Heaven looked towards Zhong Li, ’No, we must send someone to check it out. Could it be that something has happened?’"

"Lan Xi, this child, has won the war, so the Demon Lord surely will not dare to harm the Crown Prince again.

Why must she insist on going in to save him?

" The Goddess wished she could fly in herself, but although she also inherited from a god, she ultimately never had the ability to obtain Divinity and was thus fated to be apart from the divine.

Her entering the Demon Realm is no different from an ordinary person entering a desolate mountainous swamp, hardly able to take a single step.

"Goddess, the victory of this war couldn’t have happened without Lan Xi.

It was all thanks to her that the Great Desolation Mountain and the Immortal Realm were preserved.

Therefore, at the end of the war, Lan Xi and my son will be engaged.

When my son ascends to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, they will have a grand wedding," the Heavenly Emperor said, his gaze full of scheming.

Now that Lan Xi has obtained Divinity, she is half an immortal. As long as she diligently cultivates, she will eventually grow into a true god one day.

This is the only inheritor with Divinity that everyone has been waiting for over three million years—it’s truly a universal celebration.

Of course, he’s even less worried about Lan Xi’s safety. With Divinity, there is nowhere in this world she cannot go.

"This should not be rushed!" said the Goddess upon hearing this, nodding her head, "The two children have long been destined for each other, and their engagement was to happen sooner or later. You just arrange it."

Lan Xi, carrying Rong Feng, rushed to the Ruoshui River Bank, where she finally set Rong Feng down.

And Rong Feng, still stunned at that moment, dared not move an inch.

Just now, Lan Xi had not only saved him but had even taken a fatal blow from the Demon Lord for him.

He looked at Lan Xi’s exquisitely beautiful face, her lovely red lips still trickling with blood.

Coming to his senses, he knelt on the ground with an ordinary thump, his body prostrated at her feet, unable to utter a word. His eyes felt so sore, as if something had lit up his heart and overturned his worldview, making his thoughts broader and brighter.

"Rong Feng, listen to me well. As my disciple, there’s only one requirement: that is to obey me. What I protect, you will protect; whom I love, you will love; and whom I hate, you will hate. Can you do that?" Lan Xi’s gaze firmly fixed on Rong Feng.

It took a long while before Rong Feng could respond with a choked voice, "Don’t you care about my past?"

Lan Xi shook the fan in her hand, gently wiping the blood from the corner of her lips, word by word, "I don’t care how many times you’ve previously sworn allegiance to masters, I don’t care how many times you’ve betrayed, and I don’t care about your background.

Because from that moment just now, the former Rong Feng died, and you are a brand new Rong Feng, a disciple who will stand by my side and fight with me.

If you can do this, kowtow to me three times.

If you cannot, I will cleanse the Magic Power from your body, let you go, and announce to the world to spare you, giving you the chance to start a new life. "

Rong Feng pressed his body tightly to the ground, his teeth clenched, as tears suddenly streamed down his face.

The former Rong Feng was dead; he was now a brand new self.

He could choose freedom, or he could choose to fight alongside the Goddess, to take her as his faith, to love her, and protect her.

And this honor was not available to just anyone.

Rong Feng clenched his fist, his body trembling as he slowly moved, then he heavily kowtowed three times, blood oozing from his forehead. "Master above, please accept your disciple’s bow," he said.

Lan Xi looked down at the man kneeling at her feet and sighed, not knowing if this young man could really reform. After all, it was his fate, and he was not destined to be ordinary.

If she did not take him in, he would definitely stray from the path; worse, he might be exploited by the Demon Lord.

"Rise," Lan Xi sighed, "As your master, I don’t have much to give you as a gift, but I will make it up to you when I am free."

"No, Your Highness, taking me as your disciple is the greatest gift," Rong Feng said with a serious and sincere tone.

"Alright, there’s no need to be so formal in front of me. Remember, from now on, you must call me Master," Lan Xi instructed as she looked at the fan in her hand and released Mi Xi and Ya.