CHAPTER 610: CHAPTER 610: WHY HAS THE XIANGSI TREE STOPPED BLOOMING?

Feng Fuce opened a pair of serene, cold eyes, beneath the dense long lashes was a pair of cold pupils emitting a dark red glow.

"No rush, the matter of the Raging Flame Lamp can be postponed for now." He moved slightly, and the ice cubes in the wooden bucket followed with a crisp sound.

Lu Wang was startled.

The Demon Lord had finally placed him in the nine layered heaven, yet he was still not making a move?!

"But Lord Demon, I..."

Lu Wang didn’t even finish his sentence before Feng Fuce interrupted him.

"Lu Wang, tell me, if I confess my identity to someone, would she flee in terror, or accept it?"

This time, Lu Wang’s open mouth didn’t close; he was completely stunned.

His handsome dark face was filled with disbelief.

"To whom does Lord Demon want to confess his identity?!"

"A little girl." Feng Fuce finished speaking, let out a sneer, and added, "A mortal so weak she couldn’t be feebler."

The cold black eyes of Lu Wang were filled with shock.

Mortal!?

In the heart of Lord Demon, the beings he disliked the most were immortals, followed by mortals.

Feng Fuce despised mortals for being weak, having short lifespans, and their unending entanglements of emotions and desires, and he particularly disliked their crying.

He wished to kill every one he saw, yet now he wanted to confess his identity to a mortal little girl?

Lu Wang could not accept it!

"Lord Demon, please reconsider, in the eyes of the world, only gods are beings they revere. Demons and monsters have always been shouted at to be eradicated."

"I’m afraid that once you confess your identity, that little girl will immediately tell those around her, they might bind you, burn you, stone you, or even employ worse means!"

"Mortals are selfish and cowardly; they would harm you to protect themselves!"

Listening to this, Feng Fuce couldn’t help but laugh.

Because he thought of how Bai Zhi’er held a stone.

Her hands were so small she probably couldn’t even hold the stone steadily, right?

Lu Wang looked at Feng Fuce with deep eyes, yet he didn’t take his advice to heart at all!

He was getting anxious.

"Lord Demon!" Lu Wang called heavily.

"Alright, don’t be noisy." Feng Fuce waved his hand, seemingly annoyed by the loud voice.

The young man lazily lifted his eyes: "I want to rest for a while."

With that said, he raised his head, and the mirror before Lu Wang’s eyes automatically extinguished.

Lu Wang suddenly stood up.

His eyes were filled with anger, his knuckles gripping the mirror turned white, enough to show how much force he was exerting.

"I’ve been loyal all along, lurking in the nine layered heaven only for the great cause of the Demon Clan, yet Lord Demon is now abandoning our original aspiration!"

Lu Wang hated this group of immortals.

Even the aura on their bodies he could barely tolerate.

He had endured humiliation for so long, now the Demon Lord wants him to wait endlessly!

Lu Wang punched the mountain wall, and fragments of stone fell rustling.

He was unwilling!

Lord Demon wouldn’t make a mistake; it must be that mortal little girl who has bewitched his mind, clouding his judgment.

Thinking of this, Lu Wang clenched his teeth tighter, his jawline becoming taut, and the muscle lines on his neck and arms became even more pronounced.

He must descend to the mortal world and resolve the matter with that mortal little girl!

At this moment.

A ruo stood under the Xiangsi Tree, worryingly looking at the tree full of glistening brilliance.

Jing Jia walked over from behind her: "A ruo, what’s wrong?"

"Your Majesty." A ruo turned around, speaking with self-reproach: "It’s been three consecutive days, the Xiangsi Tree hasn’t bloomed. I’m wondering if I’ve watered it too frequently, has it become ill?"

Jing Jia was startled.