First Summoner

"He is a python demon." Feng Xingyao chuckled, looked at Shen Yan gently, and answered without any concealment.

"Would you like to come back to the demon world with me in the future? To meet other demons?"

After Shen Yan heard this, a hint of curiosity and anticipation flashed in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Okay."

...

That night, the night was dark and the sky was dotted with stars.

Feng Xingyao hurriedly left the District Lord's Mansion because of the Black Water incident in District 13, and among those who accompanied him was the District Lord Yu Shou.

Mr. Qiu stayed in the district lord's mansion to protect Shen Yan's safety.

Shen Yan did not follow them away, but chose to stay in the room and practice with full concentration.

Since awakening his bloodline, Shen Yan can clearly feel that his cultivation speed has been significantly improved.

However, in this place called the Dark Realm, her cultivation level is still very low.

The mysterious woman who pretended to be her had already surpassed the Emperor Spirit Realm. Facing such an opponent, if she went alone, it would be difficult for her to win.

Shen Yan's eyes darkened.

The desire for power in her heart grew stronger.

She took a deep breath, cleared her mind, closed her eyes, and practiced quietly.

She mobilized the spiritual power in her body and felt the flow of spiritual energy between the surrounding heaven and earth. Every breath seemed to resonate with nature and absorb endless strength.

As time went by, Shen Yan's aura became more and more steady, and the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, Mr. Qiu was standing outside the door, watching the movements around him vigilantly.

The night gradually passed and the dawn came quietly.

Shen Yan did not stop practicing.

But Feng Xingyao did not return home all night.

It was not until noon that Shen Yan came out of her cultivation state. She walked out of the room and asked Elder Qiu: "Is your master not back yet?"

A comforting smile appeared on Old Qiu's face: "Miss Shen, don't worry, His Majesty must have been delayed by something. When His Majesty comes back, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan replied calmly with an "OK".

Then she returned to her room.

And Old Qiu looked a little stunned, as if... she wasn't worried about the Master's condition at all.

Isn’t this too cold?

He now realized that it must be his master who liked Miss Shen first, and his master was too proactive towards Miss Shen! He even used the beauty trap and other tricks!

In the room, Shen Yan continued to practice.

She continued to refine her spiritual energy, and as time passed, she finally had a breakthrough in the evening.

Advance from the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm to the sixth level of the True Spirit Realm!

She slowly opened her eyes, quickly formed seals, and adjusted the aura in her body that had become restless due to the promotion.

In the dim room, Shen Yan sat on the couch and looked outside.

It's getting dark.

But Feng Xingyao hasn't come back yet.

Shen Yan frowned. What on earth was holding him back?

She sensed the only connection between her and Feng Xingyao in her body and found no drastic fluctuations, which meant that he was not in danger.

She lit the candles in the room.

Mr. Qiu, who was guarding outside the door, also noticed that the light in the room was on.

He was ready and waiting for Shen Yan to come out and ask him about His Majesty.

However, after waiting for a while, Shen Yan still didn't come out.

Elder Qiu frowned slightly, looking slightly puzzled, with a hint of displeasure flashing through his heart. His master treated her so well, but she acted too cold and indifferent to him...

Are humans so heartless?

Mr. Qiu’s face turned cold.

Shen Yan, who was in the room, took out the red jade and the agarwood hairpin, placed them on the table, then took out the carving tools and started carving and inlaying them bit by bit.

The red jade is particularly beautiful, crystal clear, and yet exudes a deep and mysterious feeling.

At midnight, the night was as dark as ink and quiet.

At this time, a group of people covered in blood quietly returned to the District Lord's Mansion. The leader was the handsome man in purple clothes. He was tall and straight, with a stern face. Although his body was covered with a strong smell of blood, he was not injured.

However, he did not immediately go to look for Shen Yan. Instead, he first returned to his bedroom to take a bath and change clothes to wash away the bloody smell on his body.

Old Qiu was keenly aware of his master's return, but after careful consideration, he decided not to tell Shen Yan about it. After all, she didn't seem to care about these things.

He thought to himself: Since she doesn't care, why should I bother?

At the same time, deep in his heart, he actually hoped that his master would choose a demon woman as his Taoist partner rather than a human, because humans have relatively low cultivation and limited lifespan, and cannot accompany his master for a long time.

What's more crucial is that it is very difficult for a demon and a human to produce offspring. Even if they do have offspring, they will either inherit the outstanding talents of their parents or be born waste!

Such thoughts made Qiu Lao frown and worry. For him, the future and happiness of the master were of great importance. He hoped that the master could make a wise choice and find a partner who was truly suitable for him.

Shen Yan is not a good match.

Soon, the master came hurriedly to find Miss Shen.

Shen Yan noticed that Feng Xingyao's breath was getting closer and closer. She had an idea and quickly hid the red jade hairpin she had made under her pillow. Then she stood up slowly, walked quickly to the door, and opened it for Feng Xingyao.

After the door opened, a tall and straight figure rushed into the room and hugged Shen Yan passionately. The force was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Feng Xingyao clung to her like a clingy little fox, rubbing her neck coquettishly. Shen Yan was so amused by him that she could only raise her hands and gently hug him back.

She smelled a fresh scent, which was the fragrance of him just after taking a bath, making her feel relaxed and happy. She couldn't help but ask curiously: "Did you take a bath?"

"Yeah." Feng Xingyao nodded slightly, smiling, looking at her tenderly. As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed her eyes, his movements gentle and affectionate.

Shen Yan has gradually become accustomed to such intimate actions. She unconsciously stands on tiptoes and actively responds to his kiss.

She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist, feeling his strong and sturdy body.

Although his waist was slightly thinner than other men, it was extremely hard and full of strength. When the two of them got close, she could even vaguely feel his tight abdominal muscles through his clothes.

His voice added a hint of allure, "I will finish dealing with the affairs of District 13 soon, and in a few days, we will set off for District 9 together. Okay?"

Shen Yan raised her eyes and looked at him, "Okay, I will also practice well in these few days."

She looked at the man's handsome face, and somehow she liked being close to him more and more.

She seemed...even more moved.

I couldn't help but want to get closer to him, to kiss him, to make him see only me.

A smile appeared on her cold and beautiful face. She raised her hand and gently touched his cheek, her red lips slightly parted: "Are all fox demons as bewitching as you are?"