He Lan Tianxia

Chapter 281 The Storm is Coming 3

The Demon Lord was secretly delighted. He hadn't expected Prince Murong to agree to his request so easily. He was completely at ease in his Nine Demon Tower on the nineteenth floor, because for so long, no one had ever escaped his grasp unless he released them willingly. Of course, the Pavilion Master was an exception.

The Demon Lord raised his captivating peach blossom eyes once more and glanced at Prince Murong, only to discover that this prince possessed a majestic and imposing aura, unlike the Pavilion Master. This aura not only stirred the heart but also instilled an undeniable sense of awe and reverence.

"If you dare to give us the poisonous Crimson Spirit Spring water again this time, I won't have the same good temper as the Pavilion Master. What about those two women?"

Murong Junlan's voice came through coldly. The Demon Lord's lips curled up, and he secretly thought to himself, "Did I promise to give you the Crimson Spirit Spring water?"

"Don't try anything funny, my patience is limited." Murong Junlan had long seen through the Demon Lord's little scheme.

"Is this how you ask me for things?" the Demon Lord thought to himself. Suddenly, a surge of black mist appeared, and the Demon Lord vanished without a trace.

"Your Highness," Lingyi called out.

"It's alright, he can escape the monk but not the temple. Hurry up and find someone." Murong Junlan looked up and saw a very tall demon tower. Just as he was about to take a step, the sect leader spoke.

"Your Highness, this is the first floor. You must pass through each floor of this tower before you can go up."

"Oh? Let me see how I go up one floor at a time." Murong Junlan paused for a second, then bowed and entered the first floor of the tower.

The first floor was completely empty, just a bare tower. Murong Junlan glanced at the Pavilion Master, as if to say, "Didn't you already come here once? Is it really this empty?"

The Pavilion Master remained expressionless. He had been here before, but it seemed he had instantly entered the nineteenth floor, so he didn't know the scenery below. His earlier statement about passing through each floor of the tower was a whisper from the Demon Lord as he vanished. Logically, Prince Murong should have heard it, given his internal strength was several times greater than the Demon Lord's. However, what the Pavilion Master didn't know was that the Demon Lord was somewhat wary of Prince Murong, and had only conveyed his voice to the Pavilion Master. He did this to buy himself more time, as the Demon Lord had already sensed that the Prince's martial arts were immeasurable.

Two top experts arrived at his Nine Demon Tower, along with a snake that seemed unusual. The Demon Lord was filled with mixed emotions. He was delighted that there was a young talent like Prince Murong, who possessed both martial arts skills and good looks, and that he had actually met him. He already couldn't forget the Pavilion Master, but this Prince Murong was practically his life. If he could spend his life with Prince Murong, he would gladly give himself and the Nine Demon Tower to him without any complaints.

If Murong Junlan knew what the Demon Lord was thinking, Prince Murong probably wouldn't have stepped into the first level right now. Instead, with a furious flick of his rope, the fire dragon he conjured would have shot straight to the nineteenth level.

Following the spiral staircase, Murong Junlan and the Pavilion Master quickly reached the second floor, but there was nothing there either.

The second floor is empty too? Murong Junlan was puzzled. Was this an empty city ploy?

Suddenly, with a whoosh, something shot over and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as fast as an arrow.

"What is it?" Murong Junlan really couldn't see it clearly.

"I haven't seen it clearly yet, Your Highness," the Pavilion Master replied.

"It looks like a bat." Lingyi took several breaths, but still couldn't smell what it was.