“Fox Twelve pays homage to Her Highness, Princess Yushan!”
“Fox Twelve pays her respects to Your Highness the Princess!”
Twelve slowly stepped forward half a pace, emerging from behind Qiao San. A wisp of ethereal mist cleverly concealed her bosom, and though her tall figure was elegant and otherworldly, it no longer posed a significant threat to the allure of the Jade Fan.
“Hehe… No need to be so formal, little sister. From now on, just call me ‘sister’!”
The warmth of the Jade Fan was always so comforting, showing no trace of the arrogance one might expect from someone of her high status. She took Twelve’s hand and led her to their seats, and to an outsider, it would seem as if the two were truly close sisters.
“No wonder Brother Bold has achieved such success today. Little sister must have played a crucial role. The future of the underworld will depend on rising stars like Twelve!”
Twelve naturally understood the underlying meaning in the Jade Fan’s words. She glanced back at Qiao San and then respectfully responded with her own veiled message: “Everything I do is in accordance with my mother’s teachings. The future of the underworld still depends on the guidance of Your Highness the Princess.”
At this moment, the clever Fried Bread Stick and Youtiao, without needing any orders from their boss, had already prepared a welcoming feast. The two generations of outstanding beauties from the underworld paused their “exchange” and simultaneously moved to Qiao San’s side, instinctively seating themselves on either side of the rogue, effectively “sandwiching” him in the middle.
The subtle tension in the air made Qiao San feel anything but comfortable, as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
Qiao San, who had always disliked such feelings, broke the awkwardness with a crude exclamation, bringing everything back to the rogue’s usual rhythm.
“Damn it, brothers! Raise your cups and welcome Princess Jade Fan to our Six Blind Town!”
As the cups clinked and the wine flowed, Princess Jade Fan handled the group of rogues with ease and grace. It wasn’t surprising, given that the underworld was a place where all manner of demons coexisted, and if Jade Fan could manage that, dealing with a few human rogues was nothing.
Midway through the drinking, Jade Fan shifted the conversation, smiling as she addressed Qiao San: “Brother Bold, I must admit I was a bit nervous coming here. I was afraid you might not acknowledge me as a friend, and if that were the case, this trip would have been in vain, and I wouldn’t be able to report back to my father, the Demon King.”
“Oh! So Your Highness has come from the Nine Nether Palace of the underworld?”
Qiao San gently placed his cup on the table, his expression calm and unsurprised. After all, it was said that one doesn’t visit the temple without a reason, and given how much Jade Fan had helped him, it was only natural that there was more to this.
Thinking this, the rogue who now owed a debt of gratitude spoke solemnly: “Princess Jade Fan, words cannot express my gratitude. If there’s anything you need, just say it. As long as I, Qiao San, can do it, I won’t refuse.”
With Qiao San’s words, the course of events was set, and everything fell into place.
The sun of the underworld shone over the Ghost Forest, and on the highest peak of the eastern gate, a brocade banner fluttered in the mountain wind. Four majestic characters appeared and disappeared, exuding an air of authority that made all of creation smile.
————The Rogue King!
In all the realms, who else but Bold Three would use such a title as their nickname?
Six Blind Town remained the holy land of rogues, but it was no longer just a sanctuary for human rogues. From the moment Bold Three accepted the Demon King’s appointment as the “Ten Yin Sage King,” the ruler of the eastern gate of the underworld, Six Blind Town had transcended the boundaries of humans and demons, becoming a unique and special place.
“All hail the Rogue King! May Your Majesty’s demonic life be eternal, and may your fortunes never wane!” The leaders of the Ghost Forest knelt at the feet of the Rogue King, and the chaos that had plagued the forest for over a decade was finally brought to an end.
“Hehe…” Qiao San was quite pleased with his “inspiration,” and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the title “Rogue King” sounded much better than “Ten Yin Sage King.”
With a hearty laugh, he leaped into the sky, and just as his momentum waned, the void suddenly turned red. An ancient divine bird, wreathed in flames, appeared and caught its master with perfect timing.
The Ten Yin Sage King, the Rogue King, tilted his head back, and in an instant, his appearance transformed. A golden crown bound his hair, armor adorned his body, a divine weapon stretched across the sky, his mount let out a long cry, and a blood seal glowed brightly. Even the sun and moon of the underworld paled in comparison to this version of Qiao San.
“The King is invincible! The King is invincible!”
Under the overwhelming aura of Qiao San, the demons of the Ghost Forest instinctively prostrated themselves, expressing their utmost loyalty to their new king in the most devout manner.
“Haha…” Having successfully established his authority, Qiao San laughed heartily as he circled the great banner in the air. With a wave of his hand, he silenced the praises of the thousands of lesser demons.
“My minions, follow me, and those who are disloyal will be executed. Those who are loyal, I guarantee you’ll live in luxury. Do you understand?”
“Long live the King!” The response from the demons shook the heavens, and the rebellious echoes lingered in the forest for a long time.
A rogue is a rogue, and Qiao San, now fully immersed in his demonic nature, reveled in the chaos. As he surveyed the Ghost Forest, he felt a surge of ambition, as if the entire realm was his for the taking.
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After staying for a few days, Princess Jade Fan, having completed her mission, returned to the Nine Nether Palace in the Northern Fear Continent. After a brief period of activity, Six Blind Town—the special place that had drawn the attention of the three realms—returned to its usual calm, and the Rogue King’s life became rather dull.
The turbulence of the past year had accustomed Qiao San to constant action. Now, suddenly living a life of ease, the Rogue King lay in his cave and couldn’t help but yawn out of boredom.
“Ugh… I’m so bored! Book Spirit, where have you gone?”
The Book Spirit hadn’t appeared before Qiao San for a long time. Although he often called out, the Book Spirit only occasionally responded with a mental voice and never appeared in the physical world.
“Master, the Book Spirit is currently cultivating the power of the ‘Earth Treatise.’ Why don’t you go find Princess Twelve?”
Once again, the Book Spirit responded with the same old line, and before Bold Three could object, the spirit who could read the rogue’s mind preemptively added, “Master, you are now a king of the land. You should rein in your playful nature, or how will you command respect? And also…”
With a snap, Qiao San quickly severed the mental connection between them and slumped into his throne with a bitter smile. It was his own fault for being lazy and unwilling to put in the effort to cultivate the “Earth Treatise.” If he wanted to take shortcuts with the Book Spirit, he had to endure a bit of “nagging”!
“Ha, ha… Sister, there’s no need to be so formal. From now on, just call me elder sister!”
Yushan’s warmth was always heartening, seemingly devoid of any arrogance of someone in high position. She held Twelve’s wrist and walked together toward the seats. Those unaware of the true situation would really believe the two young women were a pair of close sisters.
“No wonder Brother Danda has achieved so much today. Sister must have contributed greatly. The future of the Earthly Realm depends on young talents like you, Sister Twelve!”
Twelve naturally understood the hidden meaning in Yushan’s words. She glanced back at Qiao San, then respectfully responded in a hushed tone, “Everything Twelve has done follows my mother’s teachings. The future of the Earthly Realm still requires guidance from Her Highness, Princess.”
At this moment, the clever Bing and You Tiao, without waiting for their leader’s command, had already set up the welcoming banquet. The two generations of outstanding beauties from the Earthly Realm also ceased their “conversation,” walking together toward Qiao San and instinctively sitting on either side, sandwiching the rogue in the middle.
The vague aura made Qiao San feel anything but embraced on both sides. Instead, he felt as if pricked by thorns on his back, extremely uncomfortable.
Qiao San always disliked this feeling. A coarse catchphrase broke the strange atmosphere, bringing everything back to the rogue’s usual track.
“Damn it, brothers, raise your cups and welcome Princess Yushan to our Liumang Town!”
Glasses clinked and wine flowed. Surprisingly, Princess Yushan handled herself skillfully among the rogues, responding with ease and appropriateness. Actually, it wasn’t strange at all. After all, the Earthly Realm was home to myriad demons, and if Yushan could manage them effortlessly, how much easier would it be dealing with these mere human ruffians?
Midway through the banquet, Yushan suddenly changed the subject, smiling sweetly at Qiao San, “Brother Danda, I came here with a rather anxious heart, fearing you wouldn’t recognize me as a friend. If that were the case, my entire journey would have been in vain, and I wouldn’t be able to report successfully to my father, the King of Demons!”
“Oh! Did Princess come from Jiuyou Palace in the Earthly Realm?”
Qiao San gently placed his wine cup on the table, his expression relaxed, yet inwardly unsurprised. As the saying goes, no one visits without a purpose. Moreover, Yushan had helped him greatly; how could she possibly have no further intentions?
Thinking thus, the indebted rogue solemnly said, “Princess Yushan, great kindness needs no words of thanks. If there’s anything you need, Qiao San will not refuse as long as it’s within my ability—”
As soon as these words left Qiao San’s mouth, the course of events no longer changed. Everything proceeded smoothly.
“Fox Twelve pays her respects to Your Highness the Princess!”
Twelve slowly stepped forward half a pace, emerging from behind Qiao San. A wisp of ethereal mist cleverly veiled her bosom. Though her tall and slender figure was strikingly elegant, it could no longer pose a significant threat to the allure of the Jade Fan.
“Giggle, giggle… No need to be so formal, little sister. From now on, just call me ‘big sister’!”
The warmth of the Jade Fan was always so comforting, showing no trace of the arrogance one might expect from someone of her high status. She took Twelve’s hand and led her to their seats. To an outsider, it would seem as though the two were indeed close sisters.
“No wonder Brother Bold has achieved such success today. Little sister must have played a crucial role. The future of the underworld will depend on rising stars like Twelve!”
Twelve naturally understood the underlying meaning in Jade Fan’s words. She glanced back at Qiao San and then respectfully responded with her own veiled message: “All that I have done is in accordance with my mother’s teachings. The future of the underworld still depends on Your Highness’s guidance.”
At this moment, the clever duo of Fried Dough and Oil Stick, without needing their boss’s orders, had already prepared a welcoming feast. The two generations of outstanding beauties from the underworld paused their “exchange” and simultaneously moved to Qiao San’s side, instinctively seating themselves on either side, effectively “sandwiching” the rogue in the middle.
The subtle tension in the air made Qiao San feel anything but the joy of being flanked by two beauties. Instead, he felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles, extremely uncomfortable.
Qiao San, who had always disliked such feelings, broke the awkwardness with a crude exclamation, bringing everything back to the rogue’s usual rhythm.
“Damn it, brothers! Raise your cups and welcome Princess Jade Fan to our Six-Blind Town!”
Glasses clinked, and cups were passed around. Princess Jade Fan handled the rogues with ease, her responses perfectly measured. It wasn’t surprising, given that the underworld was a place where myriad demons coexisted. If Jade Fan could manage them, dealing with a few human rogues was child’s play.
Midway through the drinking, Jade Fan shifted the conversation, smiling as she addressed Qiao San: “Brother Bold, I must admit, I came here with some trepidation. I was afraid you wouldn’t acknowledge me as a friend. If that were the case, this trip would have been in vain, and I wouldn’t be able to report back to my father, the Demon King.”
“Oh! So, Princess, you’ve come from the Nine Abyss Palace of the underworld?”
Qiao San gently placed his wine cup on the table. Though his expression remained relaxed, he wasn’t surprised. After all, as the saying goes, one doesn’t visit the temple without a reason. Given how much Jade Fan had helped him, it was only natural that there was more to her visit.
Thinking this, the rogue who now owed her a favor spoke solemnly: “Princess Jade Fan, words cannot express my gratitude. If there’s anything you need, just say the word. As long as it’s within my power, I won’t refuse.”
With Qiao San’s words, the course of events was set, and everything fell into place.
The sun of the underworld shone upon the Ghost Forest. On the highest peak of the eastern gate of the underworld, a brocade banner fluttered in the mountain wind. Four majestic characters appeared and disappeared intermittently, exuding an awe-inspiring presence that made all creatures of heaven and earth couldn’t help but smile.
———— The Rogue King!
Throughout the heavens and the three realms, who else but Bold Three would use such a title as their nickname?
Six-Blind Town remained the holy land of rogues, but it was no longer just the holy land of human rogues. From the moment Bold Three accepted the Demon King’s appointment as the “Ten Yin Sage King,” the ruler of the eastern gate of the underworld, Six-Blind Town had transcended the boundaries of humans and demons, becoming a unique and special zone.
“All hail the Rogue King! May the King’s demonic life be eternal, and his fortunes everlasting!” The leaders of the Ghost Forest knelt at the feet of the Rogue King, and the chaos that had plagued the forest for over a decade was finally unified.
“Heh, heh…” Qiao San was immensely pleased with his “inspiration.” The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the title “Rogue King” sounded far better than “Ten Yin Sage King.”
With a hearty laugh, he leapt into the sky. Just as his momentum waned, the void suddenly turned crimson, and an ancient divine bird surrounded by flames appeared, perfectly catching its master.
The Ten Yin Sage King, the Rogue King, tilted his head back, and in an instant, his appearance transformed. A golden crown bound his hair, armor clad his body, a divine weapon stretched across the sky, his mount let out a long cry, and a blood seal glowed brightly. Such was Qiao San that even the sun and moon of the underworld paled in comparison.
“The King is invincible! The King is invincible!”
Under Qiao San’s overwhelming presence, the spirits of the Ghost Forest involuntarily softened, and they prostrated themselves on the ground, expressing their utmost loyalty to their new king.
“Ha, ha…” Having successfully established his authority, Qiao San laughed heartily as he circled the banner in the air. With a wave of his hand, he silenced the praises of the thousands of minor demons.
“Listen up, my minions! Follow me, and those who are disloyal will be executed. Those who are loyal will be guaranteed a life of luxury. Do you understand?”
“Long live the King!” The response from the demons was earth-shaking, and the rebellious echoes lingered in the forest for a long time.
A rogue is a rogue, and the demonized Qiao San reveled in the absence of rules. With a sweeping glance over the Ghost Forest, he felt a surge of ambition, as if the three realms were his for the taking.
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After staying for a few days, Princess Jade Fan, having completed her mission, returned to the Nine Abyss Palace in the Northern Fear Continent. After a brief period of activity, Six-Blind Town—the special place that had drawn the attention of the three realms—returned to its usual calm, and the Rogue King’s life became rather dull.
The turbulence of the past year had accustomed Qiao San to constant action. Now, suddenly thrust into a life of ease, the Rogue King, lying in his cave, couldn’t help but yawn out of boredom.
“Ah… I’m so bored! Book Spirit, where have you gone?”
The Book Spirit had not appeared before Qiao San for a long time. Though he often called out, the Book Spirit only occasionally responded with a mental voice, never manifesting in the physical world.
“Master, the Book Spirit is cultivating the power of the ‘Earth Treatise.’ Why don’t you go find Princess Twelve?”
This time, the Book Spirit responded with the same old line. Before Bold Three could object, the spirit, who could read the rogue’s mind, preemptively added: “Master, you are now a king of a realm. You should rein in your playful nature, or how will you command respect? And also…”
With a snap, Qiao San hastily severed the mental connection between them and slumped into his throne, chuckling wryly. It was his own fault for being too lazy to diligently cultivate the “Earth Treatise.” If he wanted to take shortcuts with the Book Spirit, he had to endure a bit of “nagging”!
———— Rogue King!
Throughout the world and among the three realms, who else but the bold San would dare to use these four characters as a nickname?!
Liulang Town remained the holy land of rogues, but no longer just for human rogues. From the moment Qiao San accepted the title of “Shiyin Holy Lord,” King of the Eastern Gate of the Earthly Realm, bestowed by the King of Demons, Liulang Town had spanned both human and demon realms, becoming a unique and special territory.
“Hail the Rogue King! May the King’s demon life be everlasting, and his fortune in beauty eternal!” Dozens of mountain chieftains from Ghost Forest knelt before the Rogue King, and thus the chaotic Ghost Forest regained unity after more than a decade.
“Heh, heh…” Qiao San was immensely proud of his “inspiration,” finding the title “Rogue King” sounded much better than “Shiyin Holy Lord.”
Laughing heartily, he leaped into the sky. Just as he reached the peak of his ascent, the void suddenly turned red, and the ancient divine bird appeared surrounded by flames, steadily supporting its master.
Shiyin Holy Lord, the Rogue King, raised his head. Instantly, his appearance transformed—he wore a golden crown, his hair tied back, clad in armor, wielding a divine weapon across the sky, riding a mighty steed whose long cry illuminated the blood seal. Such was Qiao San that even the sun and moon of the Earthly Realm paled in comparison!
“The King is invincible! The King is invincible!”
Under Qiao San’s overwhelming aura, the demons of Ghost Forest instinctively softened in spirit, kneeling on the ground in the most devout posture to express their loyalty to their new king.
“Ha, ha…” Having successfully established his authority, Qiao San laughed loudly, circling the great flag once in midair. With a sweep of his large hand, he silenced the chorus of praise from the thousand demons.
“Minions, follow your King, and those with divided hearts shall be executed, while those with single-minded loyalty shall enjoy all the luxuries they desire. Do you all understand?”
“Long live the King!” The demons’ response shook the heavens and earth, the rebellious echoes lingering long among the mountains and forests.
A rogue is a rogue. Qiao San, having embraced the path of the demon, preferred chaos and disorder. Scanning the Ghost Forest with a sweep of his eyes, he felt a surge of pride, embodying the audacious spirit that proclaimed, “In all the three realms, who could rival me?!”
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A few days later, after fulfilling her mission, Princess Yushan returned to Jiuyou Palace in the Northern Juzhou to report back. After a brief period of busyness, Liulang Town—the special place that had drawn attention from the three realms—returned from its clamor to tranquility, and the days of the Rogue King suddenly became dull.
More than a year of turbulent events had long accustomed Qiao San. Now, suddenly living an easy life, the Rogue King lying in his cave couldn’t help but yawn out of boredom.
“Sigh… This is so boring! Shuling, where have you gone this time?”
Shuling had not appeared before Qiao San for a long time. Despite his frequent calls, Shuling, except for occasionally responding with a mental voice, had not shown up in physical space.
“Master, Shuling is cultivating the power of the《Earth Treatise》. Why don’t you go find Princess Twelve?”
“Fox Twelve pays her respects to Your Highness the Princess!”
Twelve slowly stepped forward half a pace, emerging from behind Qiao San, her ethereal mist cleverly obscuring her bosom. Her tall and slender figure, though strikingly beautiful, no longer posed a significant threat to the allure of Jade Fan.
“Giggle, giggle… Little sister, no need to be so formal. From now on, just call me sister!”
Jade Fan’s warmth was always heartening, showing no trace of arrogance befitting her high status. She took Twelve’s hand and led her to their seats, an onlooker might truly believe the two were close sisters.
“No wonder Brother Bold has achieved so much today. Little sister must have played a significant role. The future of the underworld relies on talents like Twelve!”
Twelve naturally understood the underlying message in Jade Fan’s words. She glanced back at Qiao San and respectfully responded with her own veiled meaning, “All that Twelve has done follows my mother’s teachings. The future of the underworld still needs Your Highness’s guidance.”
At this moment, the clever Fried Bread Stick and Youtiao, without waiting for their boss’s orders, had already prepared a welcoming feast. The two outstanding beauties of the underworld paused their “exchange” and simultaneously walked to Qiao San’s side, instinctively sitting on either side, sandwiching the rogue in the middle.
The subtle tension gave Qiao San no sense of being flanked by beauties; instead, it felt like sitting on pins and needles, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Qiao San, who never liked this kind of feeling, broke the awkwardness with a rough exclamation, bringing everything back to the rogue’s usual track.
“Damn it, brothers, raise your cups and welcome Princess Jade Fan to our Six Blind Town!”
As the cups clinked and the wine flowed, Princess Jade Fan handled the rogues with ease and grace; it wasn’t surprising, considering the underworld was a place of myriad demons, and Jade Fan could manage them all, let alone a few human rogues.
Midway through the drinking, Jade Fan shifted the conversation, smilingly saying to Qiao San, “Brother Bold, I came here with a heavy heart, fearing you might not acknowledge me as a friend. If so, this trip would be in vain, and I couldn’t report back to my father, the Demon King!”
“Oh! Did the Princess come from the Nine Nether Palace of the underworld?”
Qiao San gently placed his cup on the table, his expression relaxed but his mind alert. It was said that one does not visit the temple without a reason, and Jade Fan’s significant assistance surely had a follow-up.
Thinking this, the indebted rogue solemnly said, “Princess Jade Fan, great kindness needs no words of thanks. Speak your mind, and if Qiao San can do it, he will not refuse—”
With Qiao San’s words, the course of events was set, everything falling into place naturally.
The sun of the underworld shone on the Ghost Forest, and on the highest peak of the eastern gate, a brocade flag fluttered in the mountain wind, its four majestic characters flickering in and out, commanding awe and yet amusing all beings.
————The Rogue King!
Under the heavens, among the three realms, who else but Bold Three would use such a title?!
Six Blind Town remained the holy land of rogues, but no longer just for human rogues. From the moment Bold Three accepted the Demon King’s decree to become the King of the Eastern Gate of the underworld, the “Ten Yin Saint Lord,” Six Blind Town spanned both human and demon realms, becoming a unique special zone!
“Pay respects to the Rogue King, may the King’s demonic life be endless, and his fortunes of beauty eternal—” The lords of the Ghost Forest knelt at the feet of the Rogue King, reuniting the forest that had been in chaos for over a decade.
“Heh, heh…” Qiao San was quite pleased with his “inspiration,” finding the title “Rogue King” much more appealing than “Ten Yin Saint Lord.”
With a hearty laugh, he leaped into the sky, and as his momentum waned, the void suddenly turned red, and an ancient divine bird surrounded by flames appeared, steadily catching its master.
The Ten Yin Saint Lord, the Rogue King, looked up, his appearance transforming in an instant: a golden crown bound his hair, armor clad his body, a divine weapon crossed the sky, his mount neighed, and his blood seal glowed. Such was Qiao San that even the sun and moon of the underworld paled in comparison!
“The King is invincible, the King is invincible—”
Under Qiao San’s overwhelming presence, the spirits of the Ghost Forest involuntarily softened, prostrating themselves in the most devout posture to express their loyalty to the new king.
“Ha, ha…” Having successfully established his authority, Qiao San laughed heartily as he circled the flag in the air, raising his hand to silence the praises of the thousand little demons.
“Minions, follow your king. Those with divided hearts—be executed. Those with single-hearted loyalty, I guarantee you’ll live in luxury. Do you understand?”
“Long live the King!” The response from the demons was earth-shattering, the rebellious echoes lingering in the forest.
A rogue is a rogue, and the demonized Qiao San preferred lawlessness. Scanning the Ghost Forest, he felt a surge of ambition, as if the three realms were his for the taking!
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After a few days, Princess Jade Fan, having completed her mission, returned to the Nine Nether Palace in the Northern Fearful Continent to report. After a brief period of hustle, Six Blind Town—the special place that had drawn the attention of the three realms—returned to calm, and the Rogue King’s life became dull once more.
Over a year of turmoil had accustomed Qiao San to excitement; now, suddenly living a peaceful life, the Rogue King lying in his cave couldn’t help but yawn out of boredom.
“Sigh… So boring! Book Spirit, where have you gone again?”
The Book Spirit hadn’t appeared before Qiao San for a long time. Despite his frequent calls, the Book Spirit only occasionally responded with mental whispers, never appearing in the physical space.
“Master, the Book Spirit is cultivating the power of the ‘Earth Theory.’ Go find Princess Twelve!”
This time, the Book Spirit responded with the same old words, not waiting for Bold Three to object. The spirit, who could see into the rogue’s heart, preemptively said, “Master, you are now a king of a realm. You should curb your playful heart, or how will you command respect?! And also…”
With a snap, Bold Three quickly severed the mental link between them, then slumped into his throne, laughing bitterly. Who told him to be lazy and unwilling to diligently cultivate the ‘Earth Theory’ scriptures? If he wanted to take shortcuts with the Book Spirit, naturally, he had to endure some “idle complaints”!
Crack! Qiao San hurriedly cut off the mental connection between them, then slumped into his throne with a bitter smile. Who asked him to be lazy and unwilling to diligently cultivate the《Earth Treatise》? Wanting to rely on Shuling for shortcuts naturally meant enduring some “annoyance”!
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