Supreme Emptiness

Uh—

The smile on the face of the East Sea Demon Emperor froze.

This little girl's diary... is quite profound.

It transcends low-level interests and rises to the height of life.

Gu Xin'er came to her senses and noticed the handwriting was exposed, quickly closing the little book.

She flashed a sweet smile:

"Senior Yizhu Demon Emperor, pardon my impropriety."

"I'm recording the beauty of life."

The East Sea Demon Emperor politely returned a smile.

Awkwardly engaging in conversation with the two.

"By the way, Jiang Fan, that Hell Beast said your Spiritual Pet took something from it."

"Where is your Spiritual Pet?"

Jiang Fan put down the book and said, "A kind person is temporarily taking care of it."

Thinking carefully, fortunately, the Little Qilin is in the underworld.

Otherwise, it might have been caught by the Hell Beast this time.

The East Sea Demon Emperor asked suspiciously, "Such an important Little Spirit Beast, aren't you afraid it might not be well taken care of by someone else?"

Jiang Fan thought for a moment.

He said, "It should... be fine, right?"

If that female ghost dares to do anything to the Little Qilin, then she can forget about the Yin Marrow Talisman.

Underworld.

Ninth Layer.

"Jiang Fan!"

"Quickly take your Spiritual Pet back!"

Hua Xin, pale with fright, was fleeing desperately.

The Little Qilin was also behind, scampering away on its four short legs.

The whistling wind made its two small ears stick to its head.

Its reddish-brown fur was rolling backward like waves.

Despite running so desperately.

It still held onto a blood-red Spirit Ginseng without letting go.

Behind them.

A fierce ghost formed from blood mist was roaring incessantly.

"Hua Xin!"

"You let your Spiritual Pet steal things everywhere."

"It even stole from this king!"

"Have you eaten bear's heart and leopard's gall?!"

Hua Xin turned with a face full of grievance and said, "Blood Bone Ghost King, listen to me!"

"I have nothing to do with this gluttonous little thief."

"You should find its master to settle the score."

The Blood Bone Ghost King shouted, "You're talking nonsense!"

"It stole items and fled to your hidden space."

"You still claim it's unrelated to you?"

"Don't go, I need a good talk with you!"

Hua Xin was in deep torment!

Initially, she was delighted to bring back the Little Qilin.

After all, such a cute and beautiful Spiritual Pet with innocent eyes, which woman could resist?

She even contemplated keeping the Little Qilin for herself, never to return it.

But soon.

The nightmare began.

With the Transmission Array closed in the underworld, there was no worry about it escaping from the Ninth Layer.

So Hua Xin didn't restrain the Little Qilin.

Letting it freely roam around the Ninth Layer.

On the first day.

It somehow brought back a hundred-year-old Spirit Ginseng.

On the second day.

It somehow returned with a mouthful of Spiritual Liquid.

On the third day.

It somehow washed itself comfortably with millennium Bell Spirit Lotion and returned.

On the fourth day.

The lingering ghosts in the Ninth Layer became enraged.

Claiming their belongings were stolen.

Meanwhile, more ghosts had their homes robbed.

On the fifth day.

It escalated further, gobbling up all the assets of the ghosts who had been robbed.

What it couldn't consume, it packed to eat slowly.

On the sixth day.

Groups of angry ghosts finally arrived at Hua Xin's doorstep.

On the seventh day.

It raided the secret place of Blood Bone Ghost King, one of the three most powerful ghost kings.

It nabbed the Blood Spirit Ginseng that Blood Bone Ghost King had cultivated for twenty years, not even daring to take a bite himself.

Thus.

The Blood Bone Ghost King led the robbed ghosts to overturn Hua Xin's home.

Hua Xin was left homeless, chased desperately across the world.

Luckily.

She had many tricks up her sleeve.

After a while of running, she successfully shook off the group of ghosts.

Furiously grabbing the Little Qilin, she said, "You little thief!"

"You're just like your master!"

Her hair was disheveled, her clothes tattered, panting heavily.

Her eyes, void of whites, glared widely.

The Little Qilin looked up with innocent eyes, whining through its nose.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful!"

"I don't buy that!"

"Still crying!"

"Don't cry anymore."

"Okay, I won't be mean to you."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"Let me hug you, don't cry, don't cry. My heart will break if you keep crying."

"I'll take you to find something better to eat."

"Give me a smile."

...

East Sea.

The ocean waves were turbulent, the wind fierce and waves high.

Compared to the tranquil and blue South Sea, the East Sea appeared much more dangerous.

But wherever the East Sea Demon Emperor went, the nearby seawater immediately became calm as a mirror.

The shell, like a small boat, roamed freely on the sea surface.

Jiang Fan rubbed his sore eyes.

Gently exhaled a breath.

"So, did you gain anything?" The East Sea Demon Emperor looked over with a sideways glance.

After four days, Jiang Fan had finished reading a stack of books.

He read very fast, almost flipping through the pages, hardly pausing.

The East Sea Demon Emperor didn't think that reading like that could understand any language.

"I've picked up bits and pieces of the languages of All Races."

"But what I wanted wasn't there."

Jiang Fan said wearily.

Speaking of the languages of All Races, there were actually only about a hundred kinds.

Many races had a common language.

For example, the Sea Demon Clan and the Mainland Demon Clan, they are different races, right?

But the written language is actually the same.

Thus, the common language is actually just over a hundred kinds.

Of course.

This word "just" was limited to Jiang Fan's mind.

If spoken out loud, who knows what others might think of him.

Bits and pieces?

The East Sea Demon Emperor smiled without saying anything.

"Oh."

Suddenly, she noticed a large ship anchored deep in the Vast Sea.

Three strands of flowing air were painted on the hull.

"Sanqing Mountain?"

The East Sea Demon Emperor slightly furrowed her delicate eyebrows and then sighed helplessly.

"It seems Sanqing Mountain had long anticipated that I would ignore their warning and head to the mainland."

"They have people posted at my East Sea Palace."

Hmm?

Jiang Fan looked up.

Frowning slightly, he said, "Sanqing Mountain?"

The East Sea Demon Emperor hesitated for a moment, then said:

"The matter has passed, and there's nothing that can't be said."

She briefly explained the cause and effect.

After listening.

Jiang Fan heavily closed the book in his hand.

"These bastards!"

"Knowing full well that Hell Beasts are the common enemy of All Races."

"They are too afraid to come themselves, and yet they secretly undermine us!"

"Now I understand why All Races suffered such heavy casualties a thousand years ago!"

"It surely owes to scum like them!"

He felt a sense of frustration like hating iron for not becoming steel!

Having gone through calamities a thousand years ago and still having no sense of the big picture?

They are afraid for their lives, selfish and self-serving, Jiang Fan was not saying anything about that.

But to actually prevent the Sea Demon Clan from providing help!

Seeing Jiang Fan so indignant on her behalf, the East Sea Demon Emperor felt much better.

She said, "There's no need to worry too much."

"So what if I disobey their warning?"

"My East Sea Demon Clan also has backing in Taicang State, they don't dare to do much."

"They'll only make things difficult for us regarding the Spirit Pills."

"All our Fourth Grade High Tier Spirit Pills come from Sanqing Mountain."

"That's how they can control us and most other forces."

Oh?

The East Sea Demon Clan has backing in Taicang State?

Thinking carefully, it's not hard to understand.

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master even has some obscure relations with the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple.

The East Sea has only the Yizhu Demon Emperor, a woman.

Whether it's the vast and boundless resources of the East Sea.

Or her personal beauty.

They would all be objects of desire.

If she could remain safe and sound, there should indeed be some strong backup behind her.

"Senior Yizhu, do you need any help from this junior?"

Jiang Fan asked.

The East Sea Demon Emperor was actually quite a good person.

Moreover, she was disliked by Sanqing Mountain for the sake of the continent.

If Jiang Fan could help, he would do so readily.

The East Sea Demon Emperor couldn't help but laugh and cry:

"Help me?"

"Alright, refine a Fourth Grade Spirit Pill for me to try first."