Chapter 484: Nangong Mili: That Dog Man Finally Arrived!

Ghost Demon Realman and Old Demon Zhentian were surprised to see Nangong Mili. They had no idea how she got there.

Her sudden appearance was clearly no coincidence.

“Oh, isn’t this the Heavenly Spider Realman? What brings you here, Realman?”

Old Demon Zhentian licked his lips as he eyed Nangong Mili’s breathtaking beauty and captivating curves. His bronze-ringed leopard eyes revealed a hint of fiery desire.

Nangong Mili frowned as she looked at Lu Quanzhen in Zhentian Realman’s hand. Seeing that it was indeed Lu Quanzhen, her phoenix eyes turned cold as she spoke, “Zhentian Realman, I have some connection with this man. Name your price. I want him.”

“Hmm!?”

Zhentian Realman was astonished.

He didn’t expect Nangong Mili to come for Lu Quanzhen.

“This kid not only managed to subdue a rare creature like the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, but he also escaped from Old Ghost Li—clearly no simple task. He must be carrying great opportunities and secrets.”

“Now that Nangong Mili has come for this kid too, it further proves he’s extraordinary, possibly hiding unspoken opportunities.”

Zhentian Realman thought to himself, realizing that Lu Quanzhen was far from ordinary.

His ringed eyes roamed boldly over Nangong Mili’s figure as he laughed wildly, “Hahaha, if the Realman wants this kid, that’s possible.”

“As long as you help me kill Old Ghost Li, I’ll give you the kid. How about it?”

Knowing that Lu Quanzhen had great opportunities and secrets, he wouldn’t give him up so easily.

“Old Zhentian, screw you!”

Ghost Demon Realman immediately cursed.

Then, he turned to Nangong Mili, “Heavenly Spider Realman, if you help me suppress this old ghost, you can ask for anything. I owe you a great favor!”

“I don’t want to get involved in your matters. I only want this man.”

Nangong Mili, dressed in a luxurious purple gown, stood tall. Her stunning beauty conveyed a commanding and icy arrogance.

She had originally come to confirm whether Lu Quanzhen was in Ghost Demon Realman’s hands.

Unexpectedly, Lu Quanzhen wasn’t with Ghost Demon Realman, but with Old Demon Zhentian instead.

Comparatively, Old Demon Zhentian was much more troublesome than Ghost Demon Realman.

As a solitary cultivator without ties, Zhentian Realman had reached the mid-third stage of Body Tempering, and he acted ruthlessly and without restraint. He was extremely difficult to deal with.

“Tsk, if you don’t want to get involved, this gets a bit tricky.”

Old Demon Zhentian inspected Nangong Mili’s fiery figure and suddenly grinned, “I heard that in the past, Xiang Xiongshan was deeply in love with you. He practically worshipped you, and even blew up his Golden Core for you. It’s laughable.”

“I’ve long heard of the Realman’s beauty. If you’re willing to keep me company for a few days, I’ll give you the kid. How about that?”

“You’re courting death!”

Nangong Mili’s phoenix eyes filled with murderous intent.

If anyone else had dared to look at her so brazenly, with such a predatory gaze, she would have gouged their eyes out and fed them to the dogs.

But because she was wary of Old Demon Zhentian’s strength, she suppressed her anger.

Now that he had crossed the line with his words, there was no more need for conversation!

“Woo-woo-woo—”

Nangong Mili lifted her pale jade hand. A purple jade flute appeared in her hand, and she placed it against her red lips. An enchanting melody began to play.

“Hiss-hiss-hiss—”

A gigantic purple Heavenly Spider phantom appeared and charged toward Zhentian Realman.

However, Nangong Mili knew she couldn’t suppress Zhentian Realman. She immediately crushed Lu Changsheng’s sensing jade talisman.

Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have asked Lu Changsheng for help.

But this was him saving his own son—what did it have to do with her?

“Hehe, this lass really has some fight in her! I like women with such spirit!”

Old Demon Zhentian laughed wildly, his tower-sized body flexing its muscles with a rumbling sound, like a wild beast roaring.

Above his head, a dark gold menacing pagoda appeared, emitting a vast aura as it slammed toward the purple Heavenly Spider.

“Woosh—woosh—woosh—”

The purple Heavenly Spider hissed, and countless threads of purple silk intertwined in the air, forming an inescapable net.

Then, an army of snakes and insects appeared, engulfed in poisonous fumes, rushing toward Old Demon Zhentian.

“Weng-weng-weng—”

Old Demon Zhentian’s imposing figure thundered as the dark gold pagoda trembled, like an eruption of a volcano, spreading thick black mist.

At this point, he noticed several invisible spider threads trying to snatch Lu Quanzhen from his hand.

He immediately threw Lu Quanzhen, who was distorted with pain and as pale as death, into his magical treasure to prevent Nangong Mili from taking him.

“Puff!”

Already gravely wounded, Lu Quanzhen spat out a mouthful of blood under the immense spiritual pressure, nearly passing out.

Yet his tough, resilient life force kept him going. He gritted his teeth, trying to figure out a way to survive.

But in this current situation, he couldn’t think of any means to escape.

The only way was to stay alive in Old Demon Zhentian’s hands and wait for an opportunity.

“I can’t die yet. My life has just begun. I still need to see my family rise. I made promises to my uncle, and I must break through to the Golden Core, or even the Nascent Soul.”

Lu Quanzhen’s eyes turned bloodshot, his face twisted in desperation. His consciousness was fading.

“Go!”

Seeing Nangong Mili and Zhentian Realman engage in a fight, Ghost Demon Realman turned into a ghostly blood shadow and fled.

He was injured, and even if he teamed up with Nangong Mili, they could at best repel Old Demon Zhentian.

But Nangong Mili was no pushover. If she demanded compensation after repelling Zhentian, he would have to pay dearly.

“Hmm!?”

Zhentian Realman noticed Ghost Demon Realman trying to escape and shouted towards Nangong Mili, “You filthy woman, get out of my way!”

Even though he was interested in Nangong Mili, he knew he couldn’t capture her with his current strength.

Instead of fighting her to death, it was better to continue pursuing Ghost Demon Realman.

Nangong Mili’s phoenix eyes remained icy, but she didn’t stop him. She followed from behind, waiting for a chance to snatch Lu Quanzhen.

She looked at the imposing figure of Old Demon Zhentian ahead and suddenly said coldly, “Zhentian, do you know this boy’s identity?”

Seeing that Lu Quanzhen was in a dire state and it was hard to grab him, she planned to buy time until Lu Changsheng arrived.

“Hmph, what do I care about his identity? Do you think you can scare me?”

Zhentian Realman sneered arrogantly.

If Lu Quanzhen had any background, how could he be hunted by Ghost Demon Realman for so long and end up half-dead like this?

So he thought Nangong Mili was trying to bluff him.

Thus, the three of them began to fight.

Meanwhile.

A golden roc, emitting a vast demonic aura, was tearing through the void, causing gusts of wind as it flew toward Nangong Mili’s direction.

“Quick!”

Dressed in a dark brocade robe, Lu Changsheng stood solemnly on the Golden-Winged Roc.

The moment Lu Quanzhen used the Avatar Talisman, he sensed his son’s general direction.

Just after leaving the Ancient Ghost Immortal City to search for him, he received Nangong Mili’s message, immediately realizing that Lu Quanzhen was in grave danger.

“Screee!”

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a sharp screech, whipping up fierce winds.

Its body, like molten gold, was radiant. Its wings were like two golden swords that sliced through the air with a ‘shiiing’ sound, shattering a towering peak they flew past.

The Golden-Winged Roc’s speed now exceeded the late Golden Core stage, almost comparable to a Nascent Soul True Lord’s escape velocity.

If Lu Changsheng didn’t have a third-stage Body Tempering, the intense winds from this speed would have torn his flesh from his bones.

Black Fiend Valley.

“Filthy woman, if you keep pestering me, I’ll kill you!”

Old Demon Zhentian’s massive body was like an iron tower mountain, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

He had a crushing advantage over Ghost Demon Realman.

But now, with Nangong Mili interfering, constantly trying to snatch Lu Quanzhen, he was getting increasingly frustrated. A wave of brutal emotions surged in his chest.

“Hmm? Where did he go!?”

Moments later, Old Demon Zhentian noticed that Ghost Demon Realman’s aura had disappeared, not knowing where he had hidden, and his face turned grim as he looked at Nangong Mili: “You slut! Since you’re so keen on pestering me, I’ll grant your wish!”

With those words, his body shook with a metallic clang, like a tower vibrating as he charged at Nangong Mili, eyes full of killing intent.

Although his demonic arts were powerful, they had a flaw—they influenced his emotions.

He had initially wanted to avoid a prolonged clash with Nangong Mili.

But now, his anger was boiling over, a fierce urge to battle surging within him.

This was why he often stalked Ghost Demon Realman.

Years of cultivation had built up negative emotions that needed release.

And every time he attacked Ghost Demon Realman, leaving him in a panic, he felt immensely relieved, expelling his pent-up emotions.

Otherwise, even with his vengeful nature, he wouldn’t waste so much time and effort stalking Ghost Demon Realman.

“Boom!”

Nangong Mili raised her delicate hand, summoning a smooth, thin, transparent spider web.

Old Demon Zhentian’s overwhelming force struck the web, and most of the strength was absorbed, leaving it unable to advance. He felt a stream of venom on his skin.

But in the next moment, his fist erupted with endless power, like a raging inferno burning through boiling water. The web began to sizzle, its glow fading.

“Woo-woo-woo—”

Nangong Mili continued playing the jade flute. The purple Heavenly Spider phantom reappeared, spitting out a web as countless venomous insects charged at Old Demon Zhentian.

However, against Old Demon Zhentian’s brutal and domineering body, they could only retreat little by little.

Just like her daughter Nangong Yaoyao, Nangong Mili wasn’t adept at direct combat.

Moreover, during the battle at Nine Heavens Immortal City, her original Heavenly Spider was killed by Yun Jianfeng, severely weakening her strength. She still hadn’t recovered.

Otherwise, when facing a Body Tempering cultivator like Old Demon Zhentian, she could have let the Heavenly Spider engage him while she attacked from other angles.

If not kill Old Demon Zhentian, she would have had a fifty to sixty percent chance of winning!

“Damn it! How long will that dog of a man take to get here!”

Nangong Mili’s face was frosty, but she cursed inwardly.

If this fight dragged on, her magical treasures would be destroyed.

Moreover, if she had to escape in embarrassment today, other forces would soon learn of her weakened strength.

“Slut! What are you waiting for?”

Even though Old Demon Zhentian was burning with rage and caught in a violent mood, he still retained some clarity.

Seeing that Nangong Mili wasn’t fighting directly and was falling back without fleeing, he realized she might be stalling for time.

“Hmph, I’ll make you talk!”

Zhentian’s voice was hoarse and rumbling like thunder. His knotted black fist blocked the sky as it crashed down alongside the dark gold pagoda, aiming to crush Nangong Mili.

Nangong Mili’s phoenix eyes glinted with murderous intent as she swiftly formed hand seals. The invisible spider web spread like a vast canopy while the purple Heavenly Spider solidified, spitting out translucent webs.

She then summoned a hairpin resembling a purple jade butterfly and hurled it towards Old Demon Zhentian.

“Boom-boom-boom—”

The iron fist and dark gold pagoda struck with brute force, shredding the spider web and the barely solidified purple Heavenly Spider, dimming their light.

But at that moment, he caught a glimpse of the ethereal butterfly, his senses momentarily distracted as the butterfly broke through his protective light, leaving a drop of blood trickling from his forehead.

“You wretch! How dare you wound me!”

Old Demon Zhentian roared in fury, his towering body igniting with dark flames as a terrifying aura surged, engulfing the sky.

Just a moment of inattention had brought him close to death. His wrath exploded, becoming uncontrollable.

“Boom-boom-boom—”

The dormant power of his blood and spiritual energy burst forth, causing his already towering stature to rise even higher. Each movement shattered the space surrounding him, radiating a murderous energy.

“Wretch! Die!!!”

The giant bellowed to the heavens, a wave of violent, brutal energy flooding his mind as he charged at Nangong Mili with relentless force.

“Bang-bang-bang—”

The ferocious assault forced the fading purple Heavenly Spider back, causing it to crumble like sand. Nangong Mili let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

“Damn it!”

Nangong Mili’s face turned pale. Her phoenix eyes were as cold as ice, filled with frustration and anger.

If her original Heavenly Spider were still with her, things wouldn’t have come to this!

And that dog of a man still hadn’t arrived!

“Wretch, I’m going to kill you!”

Zhentian’s towering body burned with dark flames. His maddened bloodthirsty aura rolled toward Nangong Mili like a tide.

“Swoosh—”

Seeing that Old Demon Zhentian was now entering a chaotic state, Nangong Mili immediately turned and fled, waiting for the right moment to strike.

“Wretch, where do you think you’re going!”

Zhentian Realman, like a demon god, tore through the void, creating waves of raging energy as he caught up with Nangong Mili.

“Bang-bang-bang—”

The pitch-black giant fists broke through layer upon layer of space.

The dark gold pagoda, like a small mountain, fell from the sky, emanating infinite pressure.

“Swoosh—”

Nangong Mili narrowly avoided it, but her spiritual energy churned violently, causing her to let out a muffled sound.

“Boom-boom-boom—”

Old Demon Zhentian continued his relentless assault. Visible waves of energy gathered in his fists as they rumbled forth, each strike accompanied by the roars of countless fierce beasts, forcing Nangong Mili to retreat, spitting blood.

If it weren’t for Lu Quanzhen being in Old Demon Zhentian’s hands, Nangong Mili would have already escaped.

After all, she could see that Lu Quanzhen was in a dire condition.

If she left now and Old Demon Zhentian disappeared, it would be even harder to track him and Lu Quanzhen down later.

“If that dog of a man doesn’t come soon, don’t blame me.”

Nangong Mili’s beautiful eyes glinted with a cold, dark light.

For her daughter, she was willing to help.

But there was no way she would sacrifice herself!

“Boom-boom-boom—”

The two clashed continuously.

At this point, Nangong Mili was clearly no match for Zhentian Realman. Pale-faced, she was already preparing to leave.

If she delayed any longer, she herself would be in danger.

“Hmm?”

Just then, both of them sensed a vast demonic aura rolling toward them.

“A demonic aura!?”

Both were puzzled, wondering why such a massive demonic aura was appearing here.

“Could it be that dog of a man?”

Nangong Mili was both surprised and suspicious.

She had heard from her daughter that Lu Changsheng had a third-stage Golden-Winged Roc, and she suspected that the one she saw on the Jiang Kingdom border was Lu Changsheng’s mount.

A few breaths later, she saw a golden streak of light flying rapidly toward them, swift as a shooting star.

“That dog of a man finally arrived!”

Although the Golden-Winged Roc was blazingly fast, as a Golden Core Realman, she could barely make out the figure in the dark robe on its back.

Although she had suspected it, seeing the familiar Golden-Winged Roc left Nangong Mili utterly astonished.

After all, someone who could use such a Demonic Lord as a mount was at least a peak Golden Core Realman, right?

But Lu Changsheng had only recently broken through to the Golden Core.

Thinking about all she knew of Lu Changsheng, Nangong Mili knew this was no time for conventional thinking. Relief and a deep sense of security washed over her.

“Hmm!?”

Amidst the overwhelming demonic aura, the bloodlust-filled mind of Old Demon Zhentian cleared up a bit, and he regained some rationality.

Seeing Nangong Mili’s expression, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

“Run!”

Without hesitation, Old Demon Zhentian decided to flee.

After all, the spiritual pressure from this vast demonic aura had reached the late third stage.

If a fight broke out, he’d be completely outmatched.

“Yin-Yang Grand Capture!”

A cold voice rang out.

In the sky, swirling clouds formed a gigantic Yin-Yang handprint, hundreds of meters wide, pressing down on them.

“No!”

As a solitary cultivator who had survived for so long, Old Demon Zhentian wasn’t ordinary.

His muscles bulged, like mountain ranges, radiating a vast power as he broke through the hold of the Yin-Yang Grand Capture.

“Golden Roc!”

Lu Changsheng’s gaze glowed, reflecting two golden beams as he flew his Golden-Winged Roc at Old Demon Zhentian.

“Puff—”

In an instant, the Golden-Winged Roc’s wing tore through Old Demon Zhentian’s prideful third-stage body, leaving a deep wound and blood spilling in the sky.

“This…”

Although Nangong Mili knew how terrifying a Demonic Lord like this was, seeing that scene still shocked her deeply.

With such a Demonic Lord by his side, Lu Changsheng could probably fight against late Golden Core Realmen!

Given his abilities, even late Golden Core Realmen might not be able to defeat Lu Changsheng.

“Who are you!? Where did I offend you!?”

Although Old Demon Zhentian suspected Lu Changsheng was the one Nangong Mili was waiting for, he couldn’t help but feel confused.

He didn’t know where a figure like this had emerged from Jin Kingdom.

“Screeee!”

Without speaking, Lu Changsheng stood calmly on the Golden-Winged Roc.

The Roc let out a screech, its demonic aura surging, killing intent spreading across the land. Its cry was like piercing gold and rending stone as countless dazzling golden feathers lined up, slashing toward Zhentian Realman with murderous intent, shaking the heavens.

Old Demon Zhentian was terrified, wanting to ask for mercy, but the golden feathers reached him in an instant. Each one was like a celestial blade, piercing his powerful body and spilling his blood.

At the same time, the Yin-Yang Grand Capture descended like a towering mountain, suppressing the bloodied Old Demon Zhentian. His bones cracked, and he let out a horrific scream.

Nangong Mili, standing nearby, was stunned by what she saw.

One moment, Old Demon Zhentian had been ferocious and overbearing. Now, he was suppressed and bleeding, unable to even escape—utterly terrifying!

“Mili, are you okay?”

Lu Changsheng noticed that Nangong Mili’s spiritual energy was in disarray and that she was injured. He asked gently with concern.

“He’s yours to deal with.”

Lu Changsheng tossed Old Demon Zhentian to Nangong Mili.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he pulled the dark gold pagoda toward him, revealing the pale, pain-stricken Lu Quanzhen before him.

“Quanzhen.”

Lu Changsheng looked solemnly at Lu Quanzhen.

“Father…”

Lu Quanzhen’s consciousness was already fading.

But hearing the familiar voice and seeing the familiar dark robe, Lu Quanzhen instantly recognized the refined man before him as his father.

Although he didn’t know why his father was there, seeing Lu Changsheng made him feel slightly relieved, and he lost consciousness completely.