Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

A loud noise suddenly rang out in the silent house. "Bang!" The inkstone placed in the middle of the table seemed to have suffered a strong force and was swept to the ground.

The moment the inkstone hit the ground, there was a dull yet startling sound.

Then, the other items on the table seemed to be pulled by some powerful force and fell down together, scattering all over the ground, creating a mess.

"Can you say that again!"

Shen Xunzhi's voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a hint of unbelievable sharpness, and a chilling aura emanated from his body.

Wangcai's body was trembling slightly. At this moment, he was imitating Kong Ruili's appearance and told Shen Xunzhi everything about Shen Xi accepting a new apprentice.

Wangcai's voice became smaller and smaller, and almost disappeared under Shen Xunzhi's increasingly gloomy gaze.

Shen Xunzhi stood there, as if he was frozen in place. On his face, the sadness was as heavy as a dark cloud, but underneath the sadness, there was more indescribable disbelief and burning anger.

He just couldn't understand why his master would abandon him so decisively.

The warm scenes between the master and the disciple in the past were now like a sharp blade, piercing his heart again and again.

And his master's deception made the anger in his heart spread like wildfire.

"Master, how could you lie to me?"

Shen Xunzhi shouted in his heart over and over again, his voice full of grievance and unwillingness.

From this moment on, his heart seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of ice.

He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the light in his eyes had become resolute.

From then on, Shen Xunzhi completely immersed himself in cultivation. Every day in the dim secret room, accompanied by loneliness and pain, he madly absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Every time he practices is a torture to his body and mind, but he enjoys it.

Because only through cultivation can he temporarily forget the pain in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he was too sad, or perhaps it was fate, but during a period of deep training, the demonic power that had been sealed in Shen Xunzhi's body was awakened like a sleeping beast and completely awakened.

That powerful and evil force rampaged through his meridians, but he tamed it with his tenacious will.

In just three years, Shen Xunzhi was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. His strength increased at an astonishing speed, so strong that the demons were terrified and dared not speak easily.

The demons who once looked down on him now had to lower their heads in front of him, not daring to look him in the eye.

However, as his strength increased rapidly, the youthfulness deep in Shen Xunzhi's heart also completely disappeared like the remaining snow in spring.

He is no longer the innocent boy who was full of admiration and dependence on his master.

Now, his eyes are cold and distant, and he exudes an aura that makes him unapproachable, as if nothing in the world can touch his heart anymore.

"The Demon Lord's strength has increased, but the Immortal Realm is destined not to have received such news yet.

In my opinion, now is the best time to attack the fairyland."

Shen Xunzhi was dressed in black and sat in the main seat. He played with his fingers and listened attentively to the words of the person in front of him.

After a moment, he nodded.

"That's right, so let it be."

That cold figure reappeared in his mind.

"Master, we will meet again soon."

The news that Shen Xunzhi decided to attack spread quickly among the demons like a whirlwind.

The entire demon clan was caught in a tense and exciting pre-war atmosphere.

In fact, there will be a war between the righteous and the devil world in the end. The time has not come before. But in fact, both the righteous and the devil world are preparing for this war.

The sounding of the war horn also marked the beginning of the final war.

There is no need to say much about Shen Xunzhi's strength. In this world, the number of people who are stronger than him can be counted on one hand.

The strength of other elders in the demon world is not to be underestimated, having experienced a war that lasted for three months.

In fact, both sides have reached a critical point. The demons are not the vegetarian immortals. They have a long history and are naturally not easy to deal with.

Now the two sides are fighting day and night, and there is still no clear winner.

Huai Hongfang, as the leader of the righteous faction, decided to send someone to discuss a ceasefire after discussing with many clan leaders.

Huai Hongfang selected the most eloquent disciple in his sect, and with the document of seeking peace, he carefully stepped into the territory of the demon clan. They were escorted by the demon soldiers to the hall where Shen Xunzhi was.

The atmosphere in the hall was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. The demon generals of the demon clan were all ferocious, sizing up the messengers from the fairyland with their eyes like knives.

Shen Xunzhi sat high up in the main seat, his black clothes making his face look even more stern, his eyes revealing an unfathomable chill.

Although the envoys from the fairy world pretended to remain calm, they could not help but feel nervous when faced with such a scene.

The leading envoy stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Master Demon, we are here on the orders of Alliance Leader Huai Hongfang to discuss a ceasefire with you. Both sides have suffered losses in this war. If it continues, lives will be lost, which is not what we wish."

The corners of Shen Xunzhi's mouth slightly lifted, revealing a faint sneer, "Humph, now you know how to ask for peace? When you in the Immortal Realm were trying to kill us, did you ever think about today?"

When the messenger heard this, beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead. He quickly explained, "Master Demon, those are all past grudges. Now the Immortal Realm is willing to show sincerity. As long as Master Demon is willing to stop the war, we are willing to cede part of our spiritual veins as compensation."

"Just a few spiritual veins and you want me to give up?"

In fact, both sides can see that if the fight continues, neither side will necessarily gain anything.

Even if the demon world wins, it will take decades to recover from the losses they caused in this war.

But there is no way, after all, the one who bows his head first is the decent one.

Then they should agree to all his requests. The messenger could tell that he had other intentions.

So, ask him further what he wants.

"Of course it's not just the spirit veins. Please tell me what you want, Lord Demon. As long as we can get it, we will give it to you with both hands."

When Shen Xunzhi heard this, a sly smile appeared on his face.

"whatever?"