The Nulun tribe, the most prolific source of handsome men among the Demon Race! In this tribe, nearly all male demons are gorgeous. Duan Feng Buer, already quite attractive, was made even more stunning by the magic apparatus, second only to Cekefulite in looks.

"Did you manage to offend Feijing?" Duan Feng Buer leaned in with a knowing smile, "Perhaps I can offer some assistance."

Bolixili's eyes suddenly lit up. That was right! This low-ranking demon was a retainer to Princess Lucifer, just like Jiliu Feijing, and rumor had it their relationship was quite close! Maybe...

"Handsome Nulun tribesman, tell me your name," Bolixili tried her best to flash her most beautiful smile, "I require your help..." "My name is Jiefeng Weiyi," Duan Feng Buer looked at Bolixili calmly, "Needing help requires paying a corresponding price and reward."

"You..." Bolixili narrowed her beautiful eyes, scrutinizing Duan Feng Buer, "What do you want?"

"Me?" Duan Feng Buer smiled broadly, raising a hand to stroke Bolixili's smooth cheek, "I want you." "You..." Fury flushed Bolixili's face. For a lowly demon to dare touch the noble her? Even the Crown Prince had failed to lay a hand on her, and this was a mere low-ranking demon...

The mere thought of this despicable demon pressing down on her, doing those things, made Bolixili feel like vomiting.

"Am I a despicable demon, am I?" Duan Feng Buer smiled sweetly, looking at Bolixili, "I may be despicable, but I still want you. You can refuse me, or you can agree. If you agree, I can persuade my friend to help you forge a complete set of Battle Weapons, and even if you have the materials, I can help you forge a Soul Weapon..."

The anger on Bolixili's face suddenly stiffened. Blatant temptation! Blatant! A complete set of Battle Weapons! Even the Clan Leader only possessed one Level Ten Battle Weapon. If she had such a set, what was Qian Wushuang to her? She, a single demon, could kill him! And if she had a Soul Weapon...

Bloodline Warriors did not require a Soul Weapon to enter the Saint Realm, but what if a Bloodline Warrior in the Saint Realm used a Soul Weapon? No one, no demon, knew this, because even if one possessed a Soul Weapon, it didn't guarantee it would merge with them; no Bloodline Warrior had ever experienced such a thing.

But this rumor had never ceased! Some people and demons had whispered that if a Bloodline Warrior used a Soul Weapon to enter the Saint Realm, even without the power of the Ultimate Awakening, perhaps with the help of that Soul Weapon, they might open the door to the future Ultimate Awakening.

Bolixili had always firmly believed this rumor, which was why she had hesitated just now.

Now... Bolixili hesitated even more. A Soul Weapon Saint Ascension? Perhaps it truly could lead to the Ultimate Awakening, and then she would become the first to achieve Ultimate Awakening power in a bloodline outside the Six Great Bloodlines!

"How about it? I'll count to ten..." Duan Feng Buer held up one finger, drawing out the sound, "Oooone..."

Cekefulite watched Duan Feng Buer coldly from the side. Having spent so much time with him, he knew this fellow wasn't a virgin, but he hadn't expected him to be this audacious among the Demon Race.

Counting again? Anger surged in Bolixili's heart. Were all the retainers under Lucifer Liushui possessed of the same character?

"Can you really do it?" Bolixili was somewhat skeptical. Level Ten Battle Weapons, Super Battle Weapons, Soul Weapons—these weren't things one could just talk about.

"If you don't believe me, forget it." Duan Feng Buer didn't even look at Bolixili. "You can choose to bet or not to bet. Fiiive..."

"Fine! I bet! But if you tricked me, I will wipe out your entire tribe!" Bolixili said through gritted teeth, secretly telling herself that she just had to close her eyes, it would be over soon, just treat it as... treat it as being defiled by a dog...

"But you have to wait for me a few days." Bolixili looked at Duan Feng Buer, "I have to go out for a few days. When I return, we'll honor our agreement between journeys."

"Sure, no problem." Duan Feng Buer shrugged, "If you return and I find you are no longer a virgin... then the agreement is void." Bolixili's movement froze mid-air. She turned back and glared fiercely at Duan Feng Buer, that shameless, despicable demon! She was planning to go to the City of Degradation to give her body to the Crown Prince in exchange for certain benefits, and then return to deal with this demon.

If she had to lose her innocence, she preferred to dedicate her noble body to a noble demon!

This concept and idea were instantly shattered by Duan Feng Buer's words.

"You can leave now," Duan Feng Buer smiled sweetly at Bolixili, "I'll be waiting for you."

"Shameless!"

"I'm not forcing you; you have a choice." Duan Feng Buer turned and walked toward another room, "I'll be waiting for you, hurry up. Otherwise, I might change my mind..." Bolixili's eye twitched repeatedly. Was she really going to give her body to such a low-ranking demon?

Cekefulite watched Duan Feng Buer approach and said coldly, "Be careful not to expose your identity." "I'll be careful."

"Shameless."

"This isn't shamelessness; it's improving relations between the Human and Demon Races. Perhaps later I can redeem her." "Nonsense." "Alright, I admit it, I fell for this female demon the moment I saw her," Duan Feng Buer whispered quickly. "But I sense her ambition is very strong. If I don't use some method to take control first, and later marry her only to find she's been slept around, wouldn't I lose out terribly?" "Marry her?"

"Otherwise? You think I'm just driven by lust?" Duan Feng Buer rolled his eyes at Cekefulite. "I genuinely like her, but she's a hard-to-manage female demon, so some necessary tactics must be employed." "She knows your identity; she'll kill you."

"I'll make sure she doesn't want to kill me." Duan Feng Buer's words were filled with extreme confidence. Cekefulite began to suspect that this Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline Warrior might truly like this female demon, but he was certainly also trying to use this method to increase the spiritual cleansing from the Demon Race, hoping this risky approach would stimulate him to break through and awaken a new bloodline power.

When I have a Soul Weapon! Bolixili followed behind Duan Feng Buer towards the room, secretly vowing to eliminate this dirty, low-ranking demon!

Soon, the sounds of a woman's moans filled the room. These moans, starting with profound reluctance, gradually entered a state of ecstasy.

Qian Jin pushed open the door and looked towards Duan Feng Buer's room. Cekefulite spread his hands, shrugging his shoulders, his expression saying, 'It is as you think...'

The other two members of the Mamen Trio stared blankly at Duan Feng Buer's room. That was Li's voice! My stars above, how engrossed were those moans? Who could be so capable? Even the Crown Prince hadn't managed to get her, what kind of demon was this?

"What are you looking at? Aren't you going to prepare?" Qian Jin glared at the two demons. "Prepare as I instructed. I will find you tomorrow."

The two demons dared not look toward Duan Feng Buer's room again and hurried out of the courtyard.

Qian Jin glanced once more at Duan Feng Buer's room, then sighed. This kid had truly gone mad. Wasn't he afraid of exposing his identity on the Demon Race's territory?

"Handsome Che, I'm seeing no one today," Qian Jin clapped Cekefulite on the shoulder. "No matter who it is, keep them outside that door. In fact, call Lucifer Liushui over too; have her guard the door here with me. I need absolute silence without any disturbances."

Qian Jin didn't immediately return to his room. Duan Feng Buer would surely come out later to plead for that female demon. He and the Nine-Headed Serpent researcher had planned to find a time to severely suppress a certain demon, and then he would step forward to build a connection, allowing him to understand the Mamen Demon Race from more angles. He never expected this guy to actually... to choose this method...

Time ticked by, and Lucifer Liushui soon appeared in the courtyard. Hearing the sounds coming from Duan Feng Buer's room, she frowned slightly and whispered into Qian Jin's ear, "Not only are you killing my subject demons, but now you're even..."

Qian Jin could only offer a helpless, wry smile. No one could have guessed Duan Feng Buer was such a man of action, just saying...

Two hours later, Duan Feng Buer emerged from the room with a triumphant smile, holding the visibly weak-legged Bolixili by the hand.

"How was it?" Duan Feng Buer bumped Cekefulite with his elbow, "Am I fierce, buddy?" Cekefulite gave him a strange look, "Two minutes counts as fierce?"

"Two minutes? Pfft! I was at least two hours, alright?" Duan Feng Buer's voice rose, more agitated than when Cekefulite provoked him in the past.

"Two minutes," Cekefulite maintained his serious insistence.

"Two hours!"

"Two minutes..." "Two hours!"

Bolixili looked down at the ground, occasionally sneaking a glance at Duan Feng Buer beside her. This seemingly low-ranking demon, who didn't appear to have much strength, was... so potent in that regard...

"How long are you two going to argue about this?" Qian Jin looked at Duan Feng Buer, "Did you need me for something?"

"No need for pleasantries," Duan Feng Buer thumped his chest, "On my face, forge Battle Weapons for my female demon. How about it? Give me a straight answer." Bolixili secretly gazed at Duan Feng Buer. No matter how she looked at it, this demon didn't seem like one from the low-ranking Nulun tribe. His bearing was grand and decisive, and his physique was so powerful. How could he be Nulun?

Qian Jin looked at Bolixili and nodded silently. Bolixili's heart trembled; he actually agreed!

"All the materials. That is my only request." Qian Jin walked toward the room, "I will find you tomorrow."

Duan Feng Buer watched the door close behind Qian Jin, then wrapped an arm around Bolixili's waist, "Your wish is granted. Shall we continue?"

Bolixili gently pushed Duan Feng Buer away with her elbow, frowning slightly and shaking her head, "The transaction is complete..."