#809 - Chapter 809: Exploring the Demon City

Xuan didn't know the way, so Wenren Er and the little girl had Xuan follow them.

They arrived at a nine-story pavilion that was ninety meters tall. The pavilion's style was ornate and colorful. The first seven floors were red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, respectively, while the last two floors were black and white.

Xuan looked up and saw several large characters written in ink on the plaque: "Suspension Pavilion!"

On either side was a couplet written in a flamboyant style. The ink on them didn't seem to be dry, and it seemed like ink could drip from them at any moment.

However, Xuan only glanced at them indifferently before calmly turning his gaze away, making it impossible for others to tell what he was thinking.

This floor was white. The thick white color exuded a sense of ethereal mystery, attracting people to walk deeper inside.

Xuan suddenly said as if he had remembered something, "Can we go in here?"

Wenren Er and the little girl paused upon hearing this and exchanged a quick glance.

Wenren Er smiled subtly and said, "We can't go in."

The little girl quickly added, "But the items we brought this time are special and can only be exchanged on this floor."

Xuan smiled and said, "I see."

"Then let's hurry, or this Suspension Pavilion will probably close for the night," the little girl urged anxiously.

Hearing this, Xuan looked up at the old woman and then at the distant sky.

While they were talking, the midday sun had already descended behind the mountains.

As the three of them entered the main hall, the entire hall lit up automatically.

In the misty white room, it looked mysterious and noble.

A person appeared silently in front of the three of them, with a graceful figure and a hint of charm in every movement.

"I wonder what brings the three of you here?"

The person's voice was not loud, but it was full of energy. A pair of eyes peered through a silver-white mask, carrying an extremely oppressive aura.

Before Xuan could answer, Wenren Er preemptively said, "We're here to exchange..."

"What kind of exchange could bring you here?"

The person interrupted Wenren Er before he could finish speaking.

"This, I..."

This was the first time Wenren Er and the little girl, Shui Xin Yue, had come to this top floor. Seeing this person in front of them, they immediately panicked.

Seeing the person's eyes becoming darker and darker, Xuan said calmly, "You'll know when you see it."

As Xuan spoke, he threw a purplish-blue bag on the ground, his eyes indifferent, as if it was none of his business.

The person's eyes darkened when they saw Xuan's actions.

However, a hand on the ground picked up the item before they could. As it was opened, a sharp voice pierced the air.

"Pavilion, Pavilion Master, this..."

"What's wrong?" The man, addressed as Pavilion Master, tensed up at the sound of the voice.

"The thing you've been looking for."

As soon as Xuan said this, the other three people present changed their expressions.

Especially the Pavilion Master, whose gaze at Xuan seemed to say that Xuan was utterly foolish.

To Xuan's left and right, Wenren Er and Shui Xin Yue were also shocked. The way they looked at Xuan was very intriguing, but in front of the Pavilion Master, they didn't say anything.

"Then what are your conditions?" the Pavilion Master asked cautiously.

Chapter 810: The Willing Take the Bait

This person appeared suddenly, with a hint of familiarity in his unfamiliar face.

This forced the Pavilion Master to be vigilant.

Those who could reach his top floor were not easy to deal with.

He recognized Wenren Er and Shui Xin Yue, but their strength was too weak, and the Pavilion Master easily ignored them.

Xuan calmly said, "I want the head of the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race."

"What?"

The three people in the hall besides Xuan were all taken aback.

Xuan's words caught everyone off guard.

After all, the last demon who said such a thing was already dead beyond dead.

The Pavilion Master was indeed someone who had seen great storms. He pondered for a moment and quickly recovered.

He gestured with his hand and said, "Everyone, this deal cannot be made. Huo will not see you off. Please leave."

Wenren Er and Shui Xin Yue hurriedly walked out.

Suddenly, they heard Xuan say, "What if I insist on not leaving?"

Hearing this, Wenren Er and Shui Xin Yue were immediately scared out of their wits, wishing they could immediately cover Xuan's mouth.

Others might not know what kind of person the Suspension Pavilion's Pavilion Master Huo was, but as natives of Demon Isle City, they knew very well.

This Pavilion Master Huo seemed calm on the surface, but among the Pavilion Masters of the Suspension Pavilion, he did not have a good reputation.

From another perspective, how could someone who could reach the highest position of Pavilion Master of the Suspension Pavilion be as simple as they seemed on the surface?

"Then I'm sorry."

"Close the door and beat the dog!"

At Pavilion Master Huo's command, the entire hall door closed instantly, and countless pale hands suddenly stretched out from the ground, dragging the three of them down.

...

The Imperial Spirit Guards waited until midnight.

There was still no news from Xuan's side.

The Imperial Spirit Guards had no choice but to open a hotel near Demon Isle City and stay there temporarily.

They were not worried that something would happen to Xuan, but they were worried that acting rashly would disrupt Master Xuan's plan.

In any case, Master Xuan was Ye Ling's number one general. If something happened to him, it would be inexcusable.

In the River of Time and Space, Ye Kong was as calm as an old monk in meditation, patiently fishing.

After a long time, the small fishing rod shook violently.

Ye Kong was overjoyed and quickly pulled up the small fishing rod.

The Time-Space Spirit Dragon at the end of the small fishing rod was gone, and a faint cloud of black gas was wrapped around the end of the fishing rod.

Ye Kong narrowed his eyes coldly. This person's appetite was really not small, and he dared to swallow even the Time-Space Spirit Dragon. What else wouldn't they dare to swallow?

Ye Kong suddenly sneered, his figure standing still, looking ahead: "Come out, let's talk."

After Ye Kong said this, there was no movement on the other side.

It was as if everything was Ye Kong's wishful thinking and illusion.

Ye Kong was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

He could be sure that the person behind the swallowing of the Time-Space Spirit Dragon definitely had a bigger plan.

A Time-Space Spirit Dragon would definitely not fill his stomach.

After a long time, just as Ye Kong was about to fall asleep, two hands suddenly stretched out from the cloud of black gas.

One hand held an eye, and the other hand held a mouth.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The mouth in the palm of the hand moved, spitting out a few very vague words.

Ye Kong's eyes flashed and said, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

"Hehehe..." A sudden burst of laughter came, making Ye Kong's face turn cold.