The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn-Chapter 124: The Myriad Spirits Understand

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The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor had been driven completely insane from the torment.

He gave up resisting, his heavily injured body collapsing onto the ground.

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When the white mist reappeared and drifted onto his body, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor began to scream again—wretched and shrill.

Pain!

It hurts—AAAHHH!

Why?! Why is he releasing that white mist on me again?!

After enduring pain more terrifying than any level of hell, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor finally started to see a pattern.

While he was parasitizing and recovering—Lu Ye never showed up.

But the moment he finished healing and stopped parasitizing, Lu Ye would appear again and beat him half to death.

And if he didn’t recover, and just remained in his wounded state—Lu Ye would unleash that white mist on him.

At this moment, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor understood.

As long as he kept parasitizing, Lu Ye wouldn’t show up to hit him.

Test it!

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor began parasitizing again. Even after he was fully healed, he didn’t stop. The result was obvious: Lu Ye didn’t appear.

So he kept parasitizing.

The Demon Emperor knew—Lu Ye was definitely letting him do this on purpose. There had to be some deeper plan.

But he no longer cared.

He couldn’t take the beatings anymore. He couldn’t bear the torture of that white mist.

He couldn’t do it...

The Vermilion Bird watched from afar, cold sweat covering her back. She finally reached out to the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor for the first time.

“You can’t keep parasitizing. He knows your parasitic method. If he really decides to kill you, every demon you’ve infected will die with you. Wanling, stop now!”

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor roared, “**** off! If I stop parasitizing, are you going to take my beatings for me?!”

“You’ll still get beaten in the end! Ask him—ask him why he’s doing this! Help him solve whatever it is! Just stop parasitizing!”

“You think he’ll answer me?! You saw it! He doesn’t talk—he just hits me! Every time he sees me, he just starts hitting me! What the hell do you want me to do?!”

“Just stop for a moment, I’ll go ask him!”

“Piss off! If you want to ask him, ask him yourself! I’m not stopping!”

Let the demon race die out if it had to. Even if every last one died, he wasn’t going to get beaten again.

But... the Vermilion Bird had a point.

The more he parasitized, the closer the demon race got to being completely consumed.

And once they were all gone—what then?

By now, the number of uninfected demons had dropped sharply.

Lu Ye appeared again.

“Don’t hit me! Please don’t hit me! I’ve already parasitized almost the entire demon race! I can’t parasitize anymore—I don’t have a choice! Please don’t hit me!”

Lu Ye finally spoke.

“If there are no demons left, there’s always the demon race.”

The moment those words landed, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor felt a terror bloom in his heart.

His very soul trembled.

What does he mean?

Is he planning to wipe out all the foreign races in one go?!

No... no, that’s not it!

If Lu Ye wanted to exterminate every race, he wouldn’t need him to parasitize anything—he could do it all himself.

Then what the hell is this about?

“Lu Ye! You’re not like this! What happened to you?! Tell me—I’ll help you fix it!”

The Vermilion Bird came flying over at that moment, shouting loudly.

Lu Ye, without a single word of explanation, slashed his sword at her.

In the blink of an eye, the Vermilion Bird burst into a sky of flame.

That sword strike nearly killed her on the spot—if she hadn’t had the ability to be reborn in fire, she would’ve died then and there.

Her scalp went numb.

He’s gone mad.

Completely insane.

How... how could Lu Ye become like this?!

But bathing in fire came at a cost. The Vermilion Bird’s vitality had been severely damaged—she didn’t dare show herself before Lu Ye again anytime soon.

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Lu Ye raised his fist—and once again began beating the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor.

“Don’t hit me! Please don’t hit me! I get it now! I’ll go to the Demon Realm! I’ll go to the Divine Realm! I’ll go to every single one of my minor worlds! Just please stop hitting me!”

A proper, dignified Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor... had now been beaten into a full-blown trauma response.

Lu Ye wasn’t even hitting all that hard—but the Demon Emperor’s screams were still thunderous. Because of his overwhelming fear, every strike felt even more excruciating.

After the beating ended, Lu Ye vanished again.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor endured the pain, dragging himself up from the ground.

He healed his injuries as fast as he could—and immediately rushed toward the Demon Realm.

He couldn’t afford to care anymore. Nothing mattered anymore.

If he hadn’t been beaten this many times, maybe he’d still be clinging to the idea of parasitizing everything and becoming the strongest being alive. But now, after all the beatings—

The Demon Emperor was genuinely, painfully obedient.

...

Upon entering the Demon Realm—

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor began his parasitic spree once more. As expected, Lu Ye did not reappear.

As long as he kept working hard at parasitizing, he wouldn’t get hit.

The Demon Emperor felt like he’d been sold into a cursed black spirit mine—where only by working himself to death could he avoid a beating.

Naturally, his arrival in the Demon Realm attracted the attention of the demon race. Powerful demons came to stop him.

But the Demon Realm wasn’t like the Monster Realm. They couldn’t just let him parasitize freely.

However—when Lu Ye’s figure appeared in front of the demon race elites—

They fell silent.

They had fought Lu Ye before. He’d come and gone as he pleased, stolen a mountain of their treasures, and killed two of their tribulation-stage Demon Emperors.

Word had already spread—the Heavenly Demon Emperor had also fallen to Lu Ye’s hand.

The entire alliance had collapsed, and Lu Ye had played a massive role in that defeat.

Now that Lu Ye stood in their way—what were they supposed to do?

What could they do?

They could only stand there and watch, wide-eyed, as the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor parasitized the demon race like mad.

...

Great Wilderness.

Supreme Sword Sect.

“You’ve got some nerve—to steal the Sword Mountain?!”

Endless sword qi erupted from the Supreme Sword Sect. One after another, powerful sword cultivators flew out.

Chu Ling was covered in sword wounds, blood flowing freely—but she didn’t care at all.

The Sword Mountain of the Supreme Sword Sect was a congenital spiritual treasure.

You could say it was the very foundation of the Supreme Sword Sect!

It held every sword the sect had refined and stored for countless years—new swords, broken swords, shattered blades, divine swords that had yet to choose a master.

The entire Sword Mountain had been nurtured by the Supreme Sword Sect over countless generations. It had consumed a terrifying amount of resources, and the sword intent it contained was incomparably pure—of tremendous benefit to any sword.

And now—

It had been stolen!

A humiliation of the highest order!

No matter what it took—they had to recover the Sword Mountain and kill the lunatic who dared to lay hands on it!

What enraged the Supreme Sword Sect most was—this thief seemed to be someone from the Grand Dao Sect.

The Grand Dao Sect and the Supreme Sword Sect had always stood together. They had always supported each other—never drawing lines between “you” and “me.”

Their relationship had been extremely close.

And now—

Now they’d been stabbed in the back.

Even worse—the Sect Master of the Supreme Sword Sect was currently at the Grand Dao Sect and hadn’t returned yet!

This was beyond insult.

This was betrayal.

The Supreme Sword Sect immediately reached out to their sect master. When Sect Master Li Wuyue received the message—he was completely stunned.

Then a surge of seething fury exploded from within him, soaring into the heavens.

“Liu Changfeng! You’d better give me a damned explanation!”

Liu Changfeng?

Seeing the wrathful fury on Li Wuyue’s face, Liu Changfeng’s heart gave a hard thump.

Because he knew—Li Wuyue had always been calm as still water, upright and composed, a true gentleman. He had never shown such rage.

For him to be this furious—something unspeakably vile must have happened.

“Brother Wuyue, please calm yourself. What exactly happened?”