Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 589 The Demon Princess Arrives

The ship is moored at night, the cold wind is desolate.

Xue Lan gently flicked the red thread on her wrist:

"Are we still going to deceive ourselves?"

Qiu Yinzhen was trembling all over, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain.

The woman looked at Xue Lan again, meeting his gaze into those icy blue eyes that filled her with awe. The undisguised pain permeated every word he uttered.

"My lord, I understand."

The moment the truth is revealed, self-deception becomes meaningless.

The woman in green raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her eye, revealing a cold, bitter smile:

"This junior would like to know, who is the person behind this?"

Xue Lan looked at Qiu Yinzhen quietly:

"The person behind the scenes is an old friend of mine."

The woman did not directly say Lin Qi's name, but Qiu Yinzhen could hear the intense killing intent in Xue Lan's tone.

Qiu Yinzhen looked at Xue Lan intently:

"My lord previously said he wanted to borrow the earth veins of my Lingku City, but I was afraid that I would alert the enemy."

"You don't need to worry about that." Xue Lan clapped her hands.

"There aren't many people in this Yuanming Realm who can sense me; if I count them on my fingers, there are no more than three."

The woman gave Qiu Yinzhen an extremely arrogant smile:

He's not qualified!

Qiu Yinzhen was infected by this man's confidence and arrogance, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"I understand, my lord."

"At midnight tomorrow, I will lead the ghosts of Lingku City to draw out the earth's veins and intersect with this River of Souls. We will welcome you then, my lord."

"Thank you very much, Lord Qiu."

Xue Lan slowly rose from the stool and looked at the pale green Soul River flowing beneath the ship:

"I hope Lord Qiu will not leak this information. Kill those who can be killed."

Just as Qiu Yinzhen used her feather fan to kill the third ghost cultivator who went to deliver the message, Xue Lan returned to her own body.

The person sitting next to her suddenly woke up, and Xue Tong couldn't help but move to the side, but moved back after confirming that it was Xue Lan.

"Is the matter resolved?"

"It's solved!" Xue Lan stretched and yawned, then spoke with a worried expression:

“There are problems everywhere in the Yuanming realm, and I want to get involved in every single one.”

"I really should be the master of this realm."

Seeing that Xue Lan was about to enter the narcissistic mode unique to Lord Wolf, the inner demon quickly interrupted the spellcasting:

"Can you stop patting yourself on the back?"

"How can you claim to be a savior of suffering just to use someone else's land veins?"

Xue Lan glanced at the inner demon, then looked at the rest of the group:

"We will go to the ley lines to take a boat to the Demon Realm at midnight tomorrow. Everyone, please get ready."

"The Demon Realm is, after all, the Demon Realm."

Everyone around, except for the still meditating Master Shensuan, nodded to indicate that they understood. Xue Lan walked over and sat down next to Master Shensuan, and spoke softly:

"Uncle-Master, are you a little scared?"

The old man, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, spoke in a hoarse voice:

"What's the use of being afraid? This day was bound to come."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and took out a tortoise shell from his sleeve. The runes on it kept rotating and combining into a series of arithmetic characters that Xue Lan could not understand.

"I'm about to see him!"

The old man's ethereal voice transformed into an autumn leaf carried by the wind across the six mountains of the demon realm, finally merging into the screams of the high-ranking demons.

The massive altar was surrounded by high-ranking demons whose heads had been chopped off, their dark purple blood flowing continuously into the grooves along its edge. The blood then slowly flowed towards the center of the grooves.

The "monster" tied to the central pillar moved slightly, its white-rimmed eyes gazing at the gray sky not far away.

"Master..."

"You're talking nonsense again!"

A beautiful purple figure appeared beside the "monster." She was an exquisite and beautiful woman with blood-red eyes like the finest rubies.

The woman gently approached the "monster," her tone full of bewilderment.

"What junior brothers and sisters?"

"The fools of the Yuanming Realm are willing to mourn over a pile of bones!"

The "monster" ignored her and instead kept muttering to itself:

"Master..."

Did you come to me for a divination?

The divination text etched into her heart felt hot, and the woman wondered if it was just her imagination.

As if in an instant, the "monster" tied to the pillar let out a soft laugh.

The woman's expression immediately turned serious, and she turned to look at the old man in blue robes not far away:

"Priest, is this offering really alright?"

The old man in the blue robe slowly raised his head, revealing an aged face beneath his hood, his eyes as sinister as those of an old eagle:

"Fourth Princess, that person from the Northern Region of the Upper Realm has already discovered our plan, and everything is now irreversible."

Upon hearing the words "Northern Region River," the woman in purple felt a slight tightness in her heart and a sense of unease.

"Then so be it. We must not delay Father God's breaking of the taboo."

The moment she finished speaking, Xue Lan, who was meditating quietly outside the Demon Realm, suddenly opened her eyes.

She wanted to turn around and call out to Xue Tong, but found the girl looking at her with excitement in her eyes.

Xue Lan smiled gently: "I sensed the presence of an old friend."

Xue Tong mentally reviewed the system panel twice, then pointed to the quiet Lu Feng:

"The Demon Princess, a beauty from another clan, has arrived."

Xue Lan revealed a strange smile.

Xue Lan has always held a sympathetic and affectionate attitude towards the many romantic relationships in Lu Feng's original book, feeling that it is like a beautiful flower being stuck in slightly prettier cow dung when Lu Feng ruins a perfectly good girl.

But this was the only thing she felt the two of them should be locked up, so that neither of them could harm Yuanming Realm, even if they tormented each other.

“Um…” Xue Lan rubbed her hands together expectantly:

"I'd like to see the parts about them in the original book; I'm quite curious."

Xue Tong waved his hand and handed the notebook to Xue Lan: "Take a look!"

Xue Lan eagerly took the book and read it with her inner demon beside her, but her expression grew increasingly strange.

Xue Lan: "I can tell she's a beauty, but I've failed to catch her even once in all these attempts."

Inner Demon: "This fourth princess of the Demon War is quite slippery. To prevent Lu Feng from attracting the power of the plot and causing trouble, I suggest we don't bring him along."

Xue Lan returned the notebook to Xue Tong:

"No objections, it is recommended to pass!"

So when everyone had rested for a day and were preparing to head to the Spirit Dry City's ley lines, Lu Feng stood in front of Xue Lan with a displeased expression:

"What did you say, Uncle-Master? Say it again, Uncle-Master?"

Xue Lan nervously tucked her hands into her sleeves.

"Would you believe me if I said this is the will of Heaven?"

Lu Feng spoke sarcastically, "Oh, the will of Heaven? You'll actually obey the will of Heaven?"

Xue Lan had no idea that Lu Feng had started ambushing people. The Wolf King's mind raced, and he finally came up with a brilliant idea.

The woman squinted slightly as she looked at Lu Feng:

"You don't understand, this is because I trust you."

"You will definitely be targeted by demons!"