The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere

As soon as he spoke, the people nearby echoed and encouraged.

"Hmm? Are you questioning this master?"

The middle-aged man turned his head, half of his fair and clean face coldly looking at the bald man who spoke.

"I... Please forgive my rudeness, my lord!"

Intimidated by his gaze, the bald man quickly forced a smile and waved his hand, saying, "It's not that we don't believe you! We just... want to broaden our horizons!"

The handsome middle-aged man shook his blood-colored cloak, his face stern as he said:

"Broaden your horizons?"

"Hmph! You will have the chance!"

"Nowadays in this Eastern Continent, any riffraff dares to claim the title of 'master'. Do you understand the true value of an old-school Demon Lord?"

As he spoke, he drew the blood-colored longsword from his waist again, the sword pointing at everyone:

"Firstly, I'm not targeting you riffraff."

"In my eyes, everyone here in the Blissful Sky Palace today, including the leaders of the Eight Great Demon Sects—"

"You're all trash!"

With that, he sheathed his sword, shook his cloak, and was about to leave dominantly.

But the crowd rushed and blocked his way!

"You... you're not allowed to leave!"

"Damn it! This is the Demon Path! After insulting us with your words, do you really think you can leave unharmed?"

The devil cultivators, usually very violent and prone to a fight, swiftly drew their weapons and magical artifacts, encircling the man.

However, the man just glanced at them with disdain, crossing his arms without any intention of drawing his sword,

"Out of the great love of an old-school Demon Lord, I advise you petty fools not to court death."

"Besides, if you want to see my skills, you'll have the chance later."

Every word he spoke was filled with overbearing presence.

He remained still.

The overwhelming pressure forced everyone to retreat!

"May I ask...?"

In the silence, the leading bald devil cultivator spoke again: "When do you plan to make a move against the Eight Great Demon Sects? We lackeys are eager to witness the skills of a mysterious master like you."

"Didn't I make it clear just now?"

The handsome man raised his sword-like brows, his gaze arrogant: "The so-called leaders of the Eight Great Demon Sects are not worth a laugh in my eyes. I'm waiting for someone."

"Once I kill him, I will become the ruler of the Eastern Continent."

Upon hearing this, everyone was both shocked and curious, exclaiming in unison: "Who? Who are you waiting for?"

"Bai—Qing—Ling."

The man, with only half of his face visible and eyes blood red, spat out these three words through clenched teeth!

With that, he flung his sleeves and left.

And this time.

There was no one around who dared to obstruct him anymore.

At this moment, the true identity of this mysterious middle-aged man no longer mattered!

In fact, the scattered cultivators present, having mingled in the Demon Path for years, understood in their hearts.

By the current power ranking of the leaders of the Eight Great Demon Sects, the young sect master of the Cangming Sect should be at the bottom.

But if ranked by the upper echelon combat power of the sects!

The Cangming Sect ranks among the top three!

To treat the ruthless and bloodthirsty young Demon Lord with an army of blood warriors as his sole opponent—

Could such a person be ordinary?

"Oh, it's truly strange...."

The leading bald devil cultivator, with a dubious expression, muttered aloud.

"Hong Big Baldy! What have you discovered?"

Everyone quickly asked.

The bald man surnamed Hong said: "Didn't you notice that the sword that guy had just now looked very familiar?"

In the crowd, another man said:

"I noticed! That sword, with a blade stained like Demon Blood, filled with murderous aura, and an inverted hook on the edge, it resembles..."

"The Asura Palace Master's sword from the Cangming Sect—'Heavenly Dark Blood Demon Sword'!"

"That's right! It must be Master Ren, no doubt!"

Someone else chimed in: "I used to be a menial disciple of the Cangming Sect, I ran away early for fear of being captured by Lord Bai for the blood kitchen! Although that guy only revealed half his face earlier, he felt so familiar! It turns out he is Master Ren!"

"This is even stranger!"

Someone raised a question: "Master Ren and Lord Bai are both the backbones of the Cangming Sect, why would they turn against each other and consider each other as arch-enemies?"

"It's absolutely not Master Ren!"

"If it really is Master Ren, why would he abandon his beautiful wife, not sit in the VIP section, and hide among our group of scattered cultivators?"

With this doubt raised,

Everyone's gaze shifted to the first tier of the Cangming Sect seating area, focusing on the stunning beauty dressed in a Fire Phoenix Long Skirt.

At this moment, she was elegantly crossing her beautiful black-silk-clad legs, conversing with Sect Master Ye Hongyi beside her.

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"Auntie, are we really... doing nothing?"

Ye Hongyi looked at his unflappable, radiant aunt: "The Dark Queen, who has been looking after us, has stepped into the scene."

"The Dark Queen will not participate."

Han Jinniang shook her head, "She only agreed to stand up for the Evil Extreme Sect and Huanxi Sect, not to actually intervene."

"Or rather...."

"She never intended to intervene."

"Ah?"

Ye Hongyi was puzzled, "Then why did she provoke Ji Taimei? Not allowing him to relocate the venue from this palace?"

"Who else could it be for?"

Han Jinniang smirked, "For your charming godfather, of course."

"Is it true?"

Ye Hongyi's ice-blue eyes widened in shock: "But if the Dark Queen did it for the godfather, why would he want her to stall Ji Taimei?"