Wan Dao swayed, and the Abyss Demon God hurriedly checked his condition. Being in poison miasma for so long had left Wan Dao in terrible shape. But for a Demon God, it was nothing more than a flick of the wrist.
The Abyss Demon God waved his hand and removed every trace of poison from Wan Dao's body. In no time, Wan Dao came back to himself.
Wan Dao blinked in confusion. "My body, why is it…"
Then it was as if he finally understood and he turned to the Abyss Demon God with overwhelming emotion in his eyes. "Disciple failed to win, and I feel ashamed. Yet I still had to trouble you to act on my behalf. Such kindness, how can this disciple ever repay it?"
Wan Dao spoke and his eyes went red.
Yun Jin: …
"I'll just sit here and watch you perform then."
Wan Dao had been fully immersed in his act, not even carrying a hint of embarrassment.
Then.
He felt a gaze from Yun Jin and his spine instantly went rigid.
Can you blame him?
He never expected his first meeting with his disciple would be in a scene like this.
"No harm done. You already did your best." The Abyss Demon God spoke gently. "Stay under my guidance for a few days. In the Polar Night Demon World, you'll surely have great prospects."
Mo Ran had lost. But his talent was obvious even to the naked eye. He was stubborn and determined. If the Abyss Demon God cultivated him well, he would absolutely become his right hand.
"Thank you, thank you, Demon God." Wan Dao looked like he was about to burst into tears again.
"Get up." The Abyss Demon God nodded with satisfaction.
The Purple Lightning Demon God glanced at the scene and her expression darkened. With no emotion she said, "Another peerless talent has appeared in the Devouring Demon Clan. A future pillar has been born under the Abyss Demon God. Should we congratulate you properly?"
There was unmistakable jealousy in her tone.
She had thought.
Having one Bei Si in three thousand years was already extremely rare.
Who would have thought.
She would barely have time to feel proud before Mo Ran appeared, and then Liu Yue.
She had thought the gap between Bei Si and those two would not be that large.
Then.
Bei Si couldn't even last a single exchange against Liu Yue.
When she thought about it, the Purple Lightning Demon God looked at the Devouring Demon God again and suddenly said, "Especially you. The winner is from your clan, and their talent is this outstanding. Are we supposed to be ready for another Demon God to rise in the Devouring Demon Clan?"
Another Demon God in the Devouring Demon Clan?
The other Demon Gods turned their eyes toward him, expressions unreadable.
The Devouring Demon God stayed calm and said, "You're joking. My disciple's talent is good, but compared to Mo Ran, it's just a little stronger. I'd love for my clan to produce another Demon God, but Liu Yue's current level is still far from it."
His expression hardly changed.
The other Demon Gods chuckled and let it go.
"The position of Demon God. If it were that easy to achieve, it'd be nice. We've been sitting on this seat for hundreds of thousands of years. And even now, there are still only eight of us." The Grim Demon God let out a sigh.
If they hadn't ascended and brought disaster to their clans, they would have long tried to break through to higher realms in the Immortal Realm.
But now.
They could only stay trapped in this world.
Their clan was the source of their power and also the chain that bound them.
"Enough useless talk. Let's get to the point." The Devouring Demon God laughed. "Since my disciple won by a stroke of luck, what about the promised prize?"
"Of course it's all hers." The Purple Lightning Demon God said unwillingly. "No wonder you produced such good things this time. You must have been confident."
The Devouring Demon God gave a slight smile and produced a suit of battle armor.
"Once worn, anything below True Demon won't even scratch you. Anything above can have its attacks greatly reduced. Liu Yue, drip blood and acknowledge it."
At that moment, the Devouring Demon God looked exactly like a kind elder.
Yun Jin obediently let a drop of blood fall. Then she stirred her mind and the armor appeared on her body. As her thoughts flowed, the armor kept changing shape.
In the end, she shaped it into something that matched her black robes perfectly.
The other Demon Gods also produced their prizes.
"This is a Liuli seed. Plant it in your sea of consciousness and it'll slowly increase your spiritual power."
"These are nine Nine Heaven Thunder Talismans. One talisman can kill a late stage Zhenmo."
"This is the Clarity Band. It'll help you enter Enlightenment states more easily."
Treasure after treasure appeared.
Every item was something the Demon World saw rarely.
The whole process was broadcast live.
Many genius young demons were willing to enter a disciple match with such high mortality because winning meant getting these treasures. One prize could send them straight to glory.
Of course they needed good publicity.
Only then would future geniuses be willing to participate.
Yun Jin stored every treasure away.
She couldn't help but tally her gains in her heart.
Her Emotional Value had been reduced to only two hundred billion.
But.
Because this whole event had been streamed, the watching demons gave her a full ten billion in return. And with the news spreading, this growth would probably continue for a while. At least this slowly brought her back to life.
But that was only a small gain.
The biggest gain was learning the whereabouts of Master Wan Dao and establishing contact with him.
The mission to save him was half completed. The remaining part would require Master Wan Dao to meet that elder from the Void Mirage World. Then the mission would finally be done.
Yun Jin also knew.
Master Wan Dao absolutely would not leave the Polar Night Demon World now.
So she didn't mention it.
The two of them coordinating together made their safety in the Polar Night Demon World much higher. When their plan concluded, they would worry about returning to the Vast Azure World.
Yun Jin was thinking about this when the Devouring Demon God suddenly spoke, "The disciple match is finished. Let's talk about something serious now."
Something serious?
Yun Jin's pupils tightened.
What serious matter?
Was this part of the procedure after a disciple match?
Not only Yun Jin.
Every demon in the audience, every demon behind the watery screens, all looked bewildered.
The match was over.
Shouldn't the screens shut down?
Why did this time feel different?
The eight Demon Gods all stood, their expressions suddenly solemn.
Their eyes turned toward the Skywing Demon God.
This Demon God was usually the quietest among them. During the entire disciple match, he hadn't spoken once.
Until now.
He lifted his gaze slightly and spoke in a soft voice, "You all know that the wings of the Skywing Clan can naturally communicate with space. About ten thousand years ago, I felt something and sensed a change in the space of our world. After ten thousand years of study, I have confirmed one thing not long ago."
The Skywing Demon God paused.