Qinchuan actually wanted to talk to the Demon Lord and reminisce about the old days, but seeing that the Demon Lord did not move, he hesitated and returned to the small courtyard.
In terms of feelings, many times, Qinchuan was passive. Originally, his relationship with the Demon Lord was not very deep, but to the Demon Lord, Qinchuan absolutely could not be forgotten, because she had been saved by Qinchuan twice.
The first time, if Qinchuan did not save her, she did not know if she could bear it. She had been alone for a hundred years, imprisoned there for a hundred years. If not for her unswerving character, she would not have been able to persevere.
The second time, he had directly saved her life. She was heavily injured, and she was about to commit suicide. It was at that time that Qinchuan kissed her, interrupting her suicide.
To Qinchuan, this woman was a beauty, a very, very beautiful woman, but he did not constantly keep her in his mind. If he did not see her for a long time, he would gradually forget her with time, but now, he met her again.
Some people, if not met, were strangers, but once met, they might become very intimate, even if it required a process.
The group was tired, so Fatty, White Light, and Qinchuan greeted each other and definitely had a good rest.
Before Qinchuan could enter the room, a person walked into the small courtyard, a woman.
The Demon Lord!
Qinchuan was stunned. Seeing the Demon Lord, he said with a smile, "I've come to seek refuge with you now."
The Demon Lord did not speak. He looked at Qinchuan, kept looking at Qinchuan, all the way to him, and just looked at him, not saying a word.
Qinchuan was a little flustered. He did not know why, but he was a little flustered.
"Do I really not have any place in your heart?" the Demon Lord said softly.
As he said this, the rims of his eyes turned red.
A place in Qinchuan's heart was struck, a rather soft place. This woman had already said this, so Qinchuan naturally understood everything and hugged her.
But the Demon Lord remained motionless, allowing him to embrace him.
Qinchuan released her and awkwardly gazed at her, not knowing what to say. He had originally believed that the Demon Lord would tightly hug him, but she did not move. This made him wonder just what this woman was thinking.
After a long while, the Demon Lord sighed and looked at Qinchuan.
Qinchuan scratched his head. He had always had a sharp tongue, but now he felt that he couldn't say anything.
"You have nothing to say to me?" the Demon Lord softly said.
"Are you okay?" Qinchuan scratched his head.
Pa!
The Demon Lord angrily rapped Qinchuan on the head, then led the way into the room.
Qinchuan smiled. He knew that this woman had vented her emotions and would not throw a tantrum anymore.
Entering the room, the Demon Lord gazed at Qinchuan, his eyes slowly turning gentle. "Have you been well these past few years?"
"En, I'm fine. I'm really happy to be able to see you here." Qinchuan smiled.
"I really didn't expect you to not have a place for me in your heart, you flirtatious fellow." The Demon Lord looked at Qinchuan.
Qinchuan smiled awkwardly. "How is that possible? I've been thinking about you all this time."
The Demon Lord shook his head. "You can't lie to me because I'm a woman. A woman's intuition is very scary."
"You're not a woman yet!" Qinchuan looked at the Demon Lord and said doubtfully.
The Demon Lord was stunned. "If I'm not a woman, am I a man?"
"You're a girl, en, a girl," Qinchuan said seriously.
The Demon Lord understood Qinchuan's words and blushed. "Why are you such a bastard …"
"Are you tired? Do you want to rest?" The Demon Lord asked.
"I'm not tired, tell me about Divine Dragon Sect, tell me your story!" Qin Chuan said.
The Demon Lord nodded.
The Demon Lord was now the head of the Light and Darkness Branch. It was a coincidence that he had come here because he had obtained a special opportunity and cultivated the Yin Yang Divine Power and the Yin-Yang Great Dao. To put it bluntly, it was similar to Qinchuan's Yin-Yang Great Dao. However, the realm was different, the comprehension was different, and there was no Yin-Yang Diagram.
In fact, the same cultivation method, martial technique, divine power, and Great Dao could be cultivated in thousands of different forms by different people. Everyone's understanding was different, so naturally, the results would be different. However, everything was the same, so in essence, it was still the same.
Her strength had improved greatly and she cultivated the Yin-Yang Great Dao. Being the head of the Light and Darkness Branch was not bad.
Her cultivation was already strong, but when Qinchuan had first met her, she had been imprisoned for a hundred years. It was not that she had not gained anything during those hundred years. What had changed the Demon Lord's fate was that hundred years of imprisonment. She could think about many things and comprehend many things during those hundred years.
She had accumulated a lot of experience and had obtained a great opportunity later on.
After all, this was the Dragon God Sect, and the Demon Lord could become a head of one of the nine academies. One could imagine his strength.
The Demon Lord gave a simple recount of her story and then continued to tell Qinchuan about the Dragon God Sect.
The Dragon God Sect was the ruler of the nearby world. The Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect had not appeared for two hundred years. Now, the person in charge was the Great Elder. The Great Elder was in charge of the Council of Elders, which was the foundation of the Dragon God Sect.
The Council of Elders usually did not manage the affairs of the Dragon God Sect. The nine academies each managed their own branch academies. The Council of Elders was mainly responsible for the Dragon God Sect's safety and external affairs.
The Dragon God Sect was actually not very peaceful internally. It was a super large sect, and the internal competition was very fierce. All resources were fought over, and there were endless battles between martial artists. As long as one did not deliberately cripple or kill someone, it was fine.
A large sect had many resources, but they had even more experts. Obtaining resources was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Thus, in the Dragon God Sect, those without strength were still at the bottom.
In the world of martial artists, strength spoke louder. This principle would never change.
However, each of the nine academies had their own resources, but the amount of resources depended on the strength of the academies. It did not depend on the number of people, but on strength. The stronger one was, the more resources they would have, and vice versa, the less resources they would have. However, there was a basic resource that could be considered the private resources of each academy.
As they spoke, the sky turned dark. Qinchuan saw that the facilities here were very complete. Even if it was not complete, there was nothing to be afraid of. Qinchuan's Sumeru Mustard Seed had everything.
"I'll make something to eat and drink. Let's eat together," Qinchuan said.
"En!"
The Demon Lord said softly.
Qinchuan walked into the kitchen and began to cook. The Demon Lord walked over and said with a smile, "I'll help you!"
"Okay, I also want to see what a peerless beauty looks like in the kitchen," Qinchuan said with a smile.
The Demon Lord rolled his eyes at Qinchuan.
This made Qinchuan feel as if he had found a trace of the past.
No matter what a beautiful woman did, she would look good, beautiful, and perfect.
The Demon Lord cooked very seriously, and Qinchuan cooked very quickly.
The entire room was filled with a fragrance.
"Your skills have improved again," the Demon Lord said with a smile.
His physique had improved by several realms compared to before, so the delicacies he made naturally increased by several times.
"Come, have a taste of my skills and see if you're satisfied."
The dishes were served, filling the table. He opened a jar of plum blossom wine and poured a cup for each person.