Qian Jin curled his lip. "If the Zhence Dynasty truly had a genius mage, why is only Biluo famous? My senior sister is still with our master; she isn't even human from the Zhence Dynasty, but one of our great Demon Race! Her magical prowess is in no way inferior to Biluo's..."

"What?" The look of disappointment on Sutaier’s face instantly morphed into wild ecstasy!

"My senior sister once said that the president of the Demon Race's Mages’ Guild is too incompetent; she would never join it, preferring to stay by the teacher's side instead. She also mentioned that if the Demon Race could produce a truly capable demon whom she could respect, she wouldn't mind joining the Mages' Guild..."

Sutaier’s old face flushed. Being called incompetent by a demon was certainly nothing glorious, but if such a genius mage truly joined the Mages' Guild, imagine the boost to the guild's reputation! Only the Stars knew how significant that would be!

A fraud? Not a fraud? Sutaier hesitated for two seconds before immediately believing Qian Jin. A master of such a high caliber would not lie. While the Mages' Guild was a significant power, it might not even register in the eyes of Jiliu Feijing.

The crucial point! The Zhence Dynasty had Qian Jin, and they had Biluo! Sutaier genuinely hoped the Demon Race could produce a magical genius capable of rivaling Biluo!

Currently, whether it was the Blacksmiths' Guild, the Inscriptionists' Guild, or any other guild, the pressure emanating from Qian Jin of the Zhence Dynasty had been neutralized by the emergence of Jiliu Feijing. Instead, by elevating Jiliu Feijing to the peak, this individual now far surpassed Qian Jin of the Zhence Dynasty in terms of influence.

At this moment, the most awkward position within the entire Demon Race had ironically fallen to the Mages' Guild. Previously, with Qian Jin’s prominence, Biluo was not as conspicuous. Now, with Jiliu Feijing eclipsing Qian Jin, coupled with the news of Qian Jin and Biluo’s close relationship being leaked, more demons were beginning to take notice of the magical prodigy, Biluo.

Pressure! Sutaier now truly understood the feelings of the Blacksmiths' Guild and others. He would rather believe such a demon existed than entertain any negative speculation.

"If that is the case then..." Sutaier sighed. "I will go back and discuss this with the vice presidents. If there are no unexpected setbacks..."

Qian Jin nodded. "Then I shall await the great news from the Guild Master Damo."

Sutaier departed with a bitter smile. He had initially intended to establish an alliance with Jiliu Feijing, but unexpectedly, he was sent back to the guild by a few words from this young demon.

It was a conversation devoid of overt pressure, yet it carried an underlying sense that a demon simply would not dare defy it. It was strange! Sutaier shook his head repeatedly in bewilderment. The pride radiating from Jiliu Feijing was restrained, but not diminished in the slightest. He lacked the imposing aura of the Demon King that forced demons into submission.

Instead, he possessed another kind of temperament; it was as if no command was necessary—merely a brief exchange of words was enough to guide a demon to move along his line of thought.

After seeing Sutaier off, Qian Jin returned to his bedroom and quietly lay down to nurture his spirit, awaiting the royal duel the next day. It would be an opportunity to observe the younger generation of the Demon Race and draw a comparison for his performance at the Newcomer King Assembly.

The night passed quickly.

Qian Jin opened his eyes, got up, and stepped out of his room. He noticed that the doors to the other rooms were opening almost simultaneously, and the main courtyard gate slowly swung inward. Lucifer Liushui appeared before them, radiant and stunning in her court attire, instantly capturing everyone's gaze.

However, Checkford’s attention bypassed Lucifer Liushui, landing instead on a female demon standing beside her.

This female demon, who clearly possessed Lucifer bloodlines, was also dressed in court attire, but she lacked the striking martial spirit that pervaded Lucifer Liushui. Instead, she exuded an aura of gentle grace and poise.

This was a demon of the Lucifer bloodline? Qian Jin was quite surprised by the female demon who bore some resemblance to Lucifer Liushui. It was rare to see a Lucifer demon lacking the slightest hint of the clan’s arrogance!

Soon, everyone’s attention was drawn entirely to the female demon beside Lucifer Liushui. The female demon offered a dignified smile and lightly greeted everyone, her eyes filled with infinite tenderness directed solely at Checkford.

Lucifer Liushui sighed as she noticed the reaction of the crowd. Her elder sister, Yunala, was indeed one of the rare beautiful demons in the race; these companions with strong self-control had quickly noticed her.

Qian Jin smiled and stepped forward, whispering into Lucifer Liushui’s ear, "You are beautiful too, but everyone sees you every day, so seeing another beautiful demon suddenly made them..."

Lucifer Liushui shot Qian Jin a side-eye, but the joy in her single eye could not be concealed. This man, who usually remained silent, was suddenly speaking and complimenting her beauty today.

"Alright, let's get in the carriage."

Lucifer Liushui linked her arms with Qian Jin’s and turned toward the outside, feeling that if they didn't board quickly, her sister might completely lose control of her emotions and throw herself into Checkford’s embrace. At that point, anyone less than a fool would suspect something was amiss.

The moment the carriage door closed, Yunala lunged directly into Checkford’s arms.

No superfluous words were needed, nor did she need to remove the magical device obscuring her true appearance. Love! It was not something external objects could block; Yunala recognized Checkford’s true form.

Even without Lucifer Liushui’s prior warning, she might have recognized Checkford anyway.

The two demons kissed fiercely, utterly disregarding the presence of others.

At this moment, Checkford’s cold, icy demeanor vanished, as did the sharpness of a hidden sword. Passion! At this instant, Checkford released all the ardor suppressed deep within his heart, savoring a tenderness reserved only for him, finally easing the torment of their recent separation.

"I’m jealous!" Duan Fengbuer sighed repeatedly. "I need to find a girlfriend too!"

Fen Tu Kuangge shot Duan Fengbuer a look. "Don't you have one?"

"That demon girl?" Duan Fengbuer chuckled. "I actually really want to marry her; that demon girl is truly wonderful. In fact, her personality is excellent, for example..."

Qian Jin flipped his wrist, producing a pack of cigarettes. Duan Fengbuer grinned and leaned in. "That move is too brilliant!"

The carriage continued its journey. The two demons gradually separated, clinging to each other as if they might fuse together.

Watching their actions, Qian Jin sighed. "Since your love runs so deep, why not take her back with you to Zhence?"

"Excellent idea!" the slow-witted Zhence praised.

Lucifer Liushui immediately drew her dagger and pressed the tip against Zhence’s chest, her face contorted in malice. "Don't even think about using my sister as a demon hostage!"

"Hehe, how could I be that kind of person?" Zhence carefully used his index finger and thumb to pinch Lucifer Liushui’s blade, gently moving it aside. "You misjudged me. I was just moved by their love. I won’t say a word."

Lucifer Liushui stared into Zhence’s eyes for a long time before slowly retracting her dagger. "You don't seem like that kind of person, but if you are—even if you hide in the palace, even if Qian Jin serves as your guard—I will still kill you!"

Zhence shrugged. This demon girl truly had character, and she would actually carry out her threat. She was smart, yet foolish!

A demon girl is a demon girl. How could someone with such a temperament become an empress? Zhence’s gaze returned to Checkford. This handsome mixed-blood demon was calm, decisive, and ruthless in combat. If his personal combat power were sufficient, he would be an excellent choice for the Demon Emperor. But alas...

He was not a pure-blooded member of the Lucifer Imperial Clan! Moreover, he harbored deep-seated hatred for the Lucifer clan; there was no possibility of him becoming the emperor of the Great Demon King's lineage. It was that other Lucifer, Zhifeng, the dual-blooded demon warrior—if he truly achieved ultimate awakening, the Zhence Dynasty might face serious trouble.

"Take her away?" Checkford stared blankly at Qian Jin. This thought had crossed his mind before. Since the day he stepped back onto the soil of the Demon Race, this idea had never truly ceased.

But she was a princess! And taking her away would place immense pressure on his other comrades. In this nation filled with demons, if he infiltrated alone, then at worst, the two of them could die together here in the Demon territory.

But now, he was supposed to let others accompany him to their deaths? And these people were comrades with whom he had crawled out of piles of corpses!

"Take her away."

Qian Jin looked calmly at Checkford. "Don't you want to? As a man, when you see your beloved suffering, if you don't take her away, are you still a man?"

"Exactly! Handsome Check, you don't even have this much courage? How will you help your comrades draw their swords against the Qian family later?" Duan Fengbuer grinned, looking at Checkford. "You dare to chop at me, but you don't dare take your partner away from here?"

"I was hesitating because of you all..." Checkford sighed.

"What? You look down on us?" Duan Fengbuer laughed. "The day we pulled you out of the Dark Division's pursuit, we can do the same thing to get you two lovebirds safely back to the Zhence Dynasty! If you don’t trust me, let’s find a place with no demons and fight for real! Do you really think I can’t beat you? I’m a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior who can awaken his Battle Soul at any time! And my Devouring ability alone would give you a headache for half a day!"

Checkford smiled at Duan Fengbuer's provocation. Every word of that provocation was a word of sincere care.

"I am taking you away."

"Yes, I'll do whatever you say."

"Damn it!" Duan Fengbuer’s eyes widened until they were nearly green. "I'm so jealous my eyeballs might turn green! Handsome Check, despite looking a bit effeminate, you speak quite forcefully! You didn't even ask if she was willing to go with you; you just said you were taking her."