I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 44 - 35: A Fight Breaks Out on the Elegant Couch with Yu’er! ( - s 2 and 1 Combined)_3

Chapter 44: Chapter 35: A Fight Breaks Out on the Elegant Couch with Yu’er! (Chapters 2 and 1 Combined)_3

Ghost Cultivator?

Chen Mo suddenly realized and asked, "Are you here for the Soul Summoning Banner?"

The Faceless Man’s mouth twisted into a sneer, his voice sharp and grating, "As expected, you have it! Hand it over, and I’ll spare your life!"

Ever since that treacherous Qin Wuxiang stole his Magical Treasure, he had been on a painstaking hunt for years. Finally, he found a clue only to discover someone else had beaten him to it!

How infuriating!

Chen Mo shook his head, "This is stolen goods, I cannot keep it for myself. I have already surrendered it."

The Faceless Man asked, "Surrendered to whom?"

Chen Mo replied, "To Her Majesty the Consort... If you wish, I can take you into the palace to meet the Empress."

...

Upon hearing the words "Imperial Consort," a wave of tension grabbed the Faceless Man’s heart.

He then sneered in response, "Don’t try to scare me with the Imperial Consort. Do you think I would believe your tall tale? A mere Sixth-rank Martial Artist like yourself being summoned by Consort Yu?"

"Hey, you can question my strength, but don’t question my status in the heart of the Empress."

"My clothes are in the next room, check for yourself if you don’t believe it."

Chen Mo said with dissatisfaction.

The Faceless Man was dubious, a wisp of black mist spread to the next room, rolling Chen Mo’s clothes back.

The black mist crept in like tentacles, rummaged through, and found a golden Token.

"That’s not it, keep looking," Chen Mo said.

The tentacle-like mist continued searching, pulling out a purple Token from a hidden pocket within the clothes.

The Faceless Man’s breath halted for a moment!

Although he had not seen this token before, he recognized the pattern on it!

The ruins of the Sects that dared to challenge the authority of the Empress, were all marked with the symbol of a soaring phoenix!

Worldly people say: When the Purple Phoenix appears, bloodshed follows!

Chen Mo wouldn’t dare to forge a token... Could it be that Consort Yu held him in such high esteem?

The Faceless Man hesitated for a moment.

He didn’t have the courage to trouble the Imperial Consort, but he couldn’t stand to let Chen Mo go just like that.

Just then, the Faceless Man suddenly sensed something and before he could react, a fist enveloped in a rich vitality smashed into his face!

Bang!

The black mist instantly dissipated!

A fist imprint was forcibly stamped onto the previously indistinct features of the face!

"How could you break free from my Soul Capturing mist... wait, how could a Sixth-rank like you possess such pure Life Essence?" the Faceless Man exclaimed.

"Praise the Empress."

Chen Mo sneered, his palm blazing with intertwined verdant and fiery lights, striking down fiercely like thunder!

The black mist gathered like tentacles, waving defensively against Chen Mo’s onslaught.

Yet the green Essence was extremely effective against the black mist, dispersing it upon contact, and quickly depleting it by a large margin!

Chen Mo’s palm hurricane whistled, relentlessly suppressing it!

The Faceless Man appeared to be struggling on the defensive, but unbeknownst to Chen Mo, a ghastly Demon Ghost had quietly appeared behind him.

"You’re still too green to fight me!"

"Without a consolidated Martial Spirit, you can’t resist a Divine Soul attack!"

"If the Soul Summoning Banner can’t be retrieved, then I’ll refine you into a Dead Soul, condemned for eternity!"

The Faceless Man sneered inwardly as the Demon Ghost howled and lunged forward!

However, as if Chen Mo had eyes on the back of his head, he stretched out his left hand. On the back of his hand appeared black Magic Seals, and a great suction force emerged, directly devouring the Ghost!

Divine Skill·Soul Capturing!

"Not fighting with martial honor, still trying to launch a sneak attack?" Chen Mo said with a mocking glance.

[Fierce Ghost Slayer] can sense the essence of Demon Ghosts, such creatures cannot hide from him!

"Is that... Magic Seals?!"

"How can he, a Martial Artist, control the Ghost Cultivator’s Magic Seals?"

"No, this man is not ordinary, retreat first!"

The Faceless Man’s body suddenly exploded into black mist, whooshing towards the window.

Just as he was about to escape through the lattice, a gentle chant rang out:

"Donghui Jiaoche, Wuqi Tengteng..."

Countless green-glowing characters surged out, winding around the black mist like chains, trapping it in place.

Chen Mo turned to look and saw the young maid standing not far away, her fingertips shaping spells, and a green light shining on her forehead like jade.

Their eyes met.

[Gu Manzhi’s Favorability Rating increased.]

[Current progress: 46/100 (Meeting under lamentable circumstances).]

Chen Mo: "???"