“Had enough crying, kid?”
Xie Jinyuan had arrived at some point and had been quietly watching them for a while before finally speaking.
Hearing the voice, Luo Qingyuh hastily wiped away his tears, pulled Luo Qingyu behind him, and nervously said, “Sister, it's a demon.”
Luo Qingyu gently held his hand and comforted him, “Don't be afraid, Xiao Yu. This is Sister's family; he won't hurt us.”
Hearing the word “family,” Xie Jinyuan's heart stirred. From the moment his sentience awakened, he knew he was created by Luo Qingyu, but he had never imagined she would truly regard him as family.
He composed himself and said calmly, “I'll send you out of the Demon Realm.”
Luo Qingyu smiled and said, “Thank you, Jinyuan.”
Xie Jinyuan nodded slightly, summoned Su Li, and floated it in mid-air. “Get on.”
Luo Qingyu pulled Luo Qingyuh onto the sword, and the longsword changed direction, speeding towards the exit of the Demon Realm.
Along the way, Luo Qingyu couldn't help but ask, “Jinyuan, have there been any unusual movements in the Demon Realm recently?”
Xie Jinyuan replied calmly, “Nothing major. The Demon Venerable recently arranged for the Demon Saintess and the Yunshui City Lord to join forces to capture you all, but there have been no other movements for now.”
The atmosphere grew quiet for a moment. Luo Qingyu, fearing awkwardness, softly asked again, “Are you doing well in the Demon Realm? Has the Demon Venerable discovered anything unusual about you?”
“Everything is fine with me. Thank you for your... Mas... Master's concern.” Xie Jinyuan's tone was somewhat reserved and awkward.
Luo Qingyu couldn't help but secretly chuckle, seeing his stubborn pride.
“If you run into trouble, remember to send me a message. Don't keep everything to yourself.”
Xie Jinyuan nodded gently, silently committing her words to memory.
Luo Qingyuh stood beside them, dumbfounded and filled with questions.
Demons and cultivators had always been irreconcilable, yet his sister could calmly chat and show concern for a demon.
Although he didn't understand the situation, he still respected his sister's decision.
In his heart, whatever his sister said, went.
...
Soon, the three arrived at their destination.
Xie Jinyuan led the two to the outer reaches near the demon stronghold and said, “I'll be going now.”
Luo Qingyu waved with a smile, “Alright, remember to send me a message when you have time.”
“I know, you're nagging.” Xie Jinyuan's tone was awkward, and he quickly flew away on his sword after speaking.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Luo Qingyuh turned to Luo Qingyu. “Sister, what are we doing now?”
Luo Qingyu curled her lips, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously, “Shh, Sister's taking you to watch a show.”
As Luo Qingyu spoke, she took out two gray cloaks from her storage ring, handing one to him. “Put this on. Sister's taking you to stir up some trouble.”
Immediately after, she took out two masks and a bottle of Voice-Altering Pills, instructing, “Take this pill, then follow me inside. Don't speak carelessly.”
Luo Qingyuh looked at his sister, fully prepared, and felt very puzzled, not understanding why she was so adept at clandestine operations.
However, this was his first time accompanying his sister on such an endeavor, and a quiet excitement welled up within him.
He obediently put on the cloak, dressed himself neatly like Luo Qingyu, and covered himself thoroughly.
Just then, Luo Qingyu suddenly remembered something. She quickly formed several hand seals and said calmly, “Xiao Yu, don't worry about exposing our identities.”
“I've hidden both our cultivations. Even demons won't be able to see through it.”
Luo Qingyuh nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling. “Sister, I'm ready!”
Luo Qingyu looked at her younger brother's excited face, feeling secretly pleased, and whispered, “Come on, let's go inside and watch the show.”
As soon as her voice fell, the siblings confidently and swaggeringly walked into the heavily guarded demon camp.
...
A demon soldier saw the two in their dusty gray cloaks and immediately stepped forward to block them. “Who are you? How dare you trespass into the demon camp!”
Luo Qingyu lowered her voice, speaking with immense pressure. “We are the Young Master's Left and Right Protectors. Do you dare block us?”
A heavy aura of coercion washed over the demon soldier, who immediately panicked and stammered, “P-please wait, my lords. I'll go inform the leader right away!” He then scurried off.
The siblings continued to swagger inside. The demon leader rushed over and respectfully bowed. “I didn't realize it was the two Protectors of the Young Master. My apologies for not welcoming you sooner.”
“May I ask why the Young Master has sent you two here?”
Luo Qingyu calmly replied, “We heard you captured two Personal Disciples from the Five Sects. The Young Master was concerned and specifically sent us to investigate.”
The demon leader kicked the demon soldier next to him and barked, “What are you standing around for? Quickly lead the two Protector Lords!”
The demon soldier immediately bowed and saluted. “My lords, please follow me. The dungeon is this way.”
Throughout the journey, he kept his head down, not daring to look up at the siblings even once.
Entering the dungeon, the two encountered Ye Qiao, along with a demon who was taunting Ye Qinghan and Song Hansheng in their cell.
The guiding demon soldier shouted to the patrolling demon, “Come out quickly to greet them! The two Protector Lords of the Young Master have arrived!”
Ye Qiao, standing nearby, heard the words “Young Master's Protectors,” and her heart sank. She grew secretly nervous: Why are the Demon Young Master's people here too? I didn't hear anything about this.
Luo Qingyu, using her deepened, hoarse voice, ordered the two demon soldiers, “All of you, withdraw. I need to interrogate these two Personal Disciples from the Five Sects alone.”
The two demon soldiers dared not speak further, respectfully bowed, and retreated outside the dungeon.
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