Ji Mingxue heard Ancestor Ji Xing's words.

She stunned slightly, recalling her past living environment and her mother's plight.

Her nose stung slightly. Jian Wenmei, understanding her tacitly, gently patted her back and sighed deeply.

Ancestor Ji Xing possessed keen perception; after all, he was once the ancestor who led the Demon Race.

He immediately sensed something was wrong and looked earnestly at Gu Changfeng.

In Ji Mingxue's current state, she was clearly resistant toward their Demon Race, so he didn't dare to inquire further and could only turn to ask Gu Changfeng.

After all, he could tell that the relationship between Gu Changfeng and Ji Mingxue was extraordinary—perhaps they were indeed in the kind of relationship he suspected!

Moreover, unlike the Demon Emperors who prided themselves on noble bloodlines and considered the Human Race's bloodline to be the lowest—viewing any offspring born of union with the Human Race as vile spawn—

he only valued physique and bloodline.

Ji Mingxue's bloodline was the Heavenly Demon God, even stronger than his own.

As for Gu Changfeng, he was unfathomable, very likely an Immortal as he suspected.

If the bloodline of an Immortal combined with the Heavenly Demon God, the offspring produced would be terrifyingly powerful, very likely birthing a member of the Demon Race with an innate Half-Immortal Physique!

Thus, if Gu Changfeng and Ji Mingxue really had the relationship he imagined,

he supported the two of them one hundred percent!

"I ask Senior to please inform me of the reason."

Ancestor Ji Xing cupped his hands in a bow. Gu Changfeng glanced at Ji Mingxue, who nodded gently but remained silent.

Gu Changfeng then informed Ancestor Ji Xing of Ji Mingxue's experiences growing up through Spiritual Power voice transmission.

Ji Mingxue had endured these experiences alone for many years until she finally became Gu Changfeng's disciple and poured out her pent-up emotions to him.

Over the course of a few months, Gu Changfeng had comforted Ji Mingxue, giving her the gentleness and sense of security expected of a Master.

Now, faced with reopening Ji Mingxue's scars, Gu Changfeng wasn't foolish enough to speak it out loud and make Ji Mingxue endure the pain once more.

Ancestor Ji Xing paused. Ji Mingxue possessed the Heavenly Demon God Bloodline; in the Demon Race, she would surely be cherished like a star surrounded by the moon.

If she were his daughter, he would treasure her beyond measure, terrified of letting her come to any harm.

But when he heard of Ji Mingxue's experiences growing up, his face instantly changed, and Baleful Qi erupted around him.

Boom!!!

Though the Demon God Ancestor was currently just a remnant soul, once he vented his rage,

the terrifying pressure emanating from him turned even Ji Mingxue's and Jian Wenmei's pretty faces pale.

Ancestor Ji Xing gritted his teeth, his eyes seemingly declaring: how could he have such a group of worthless descendants!

"A bunch of fools!!"

"A bunch of self-righteous, mega-fools!!"

"A Demon Race like this might as well perish directly, completely erased in the dust of history!"

"These aren't leaders of the Demon Race—they are the vile spawn wearing the skin of the Demon Race!"

"Ming Xue, may I call you that?"

Ji Mingxue paused and glanced at Gu Changfeng. Seeing Gu Changfeng nod, she then said softly, "Ancestor, you may."

Seeing this, Ancestor Ji Xing smiled bitterly. The Heavenly Demon God, who could lead the Demon Race in the future and even push them to peak prosperity,

currently had no sense of belonging to the Demon Race at all, pouring her entire heart and mind into a human man instead.

Although he really wanted to flare up, considering Ji Mingxue's experiences growing up, he ultimately held back.

This was a sin committed by the Demon Race, and the Demon Race must pay it back!

"Ming Xue, starting now, in my capacity as the Demon God Ancestor, I appoint you as the sole empress of the Demon Race."

"From now on, you have only one goal: eradicate those five Demon Emperors wearing the skin of the Demon Race!"

"You are the true orthodox Demon Race!"

Hearing Ancestor Ji Xing's words, Ji Mingxue fell into silence once more.

Sole empress?

The Ancestor's vindication?

If this were a few years ago, she might have jumped for joy and told Ancestor Ji Xing that she would never fail the Ancestor's entrustment.

But now, there was only desolation in her heart.

Her mother had already passed away.

She would seek revenge against those five Demon Emperors sooner or later. The Fifth Demon Emperor had inflicted the deepest hurt, while the other Demon Emperors had fanned the flames behind the scenes—even fanning the flames specifically to disgust the Fifth Demon Emperor,

deliberately spreading rumors that a grand Demon Emperor of the Demon Race could actually give birth to a vile spawn possessing human bloodline!

When an avalanche strikes, no snowflake is innocent.

Eradicating the Fifth Demon Emperor was imperative!

But she would kill the remaining Demon Emperors as well!

Yet killing them was not to prove that her bloodline was the orthodox one.

Right now, she only wanted to stay by Gu Changfeng's side.

Only he, during her most helpless and cowardly period, had taught her step-by-step what courage was, and what it meant to have someone supporting her and providing a sense of security.

What orthodox bloodline? Even if she became an Immortal, if Gu Changfeng wasn't by her side, would any of it still matter?

Seeing Ji Mingxue look at Gu Changfeng with an expression full of deep affection, Ancestor Ji Xing felt a major headache coming on.

Although Ji Mingxue wasn't his daughter, right now, he genuinely felt like a father watching his own daughter fall for some delinquent punk.

Yet he had no way to object.

Leaving aside how overwhelmingly strong this "delinquent" was, his own "daughter" wasn't even close to him in the first place.

The current situation was entirely the fault of those idiots on the Demon Continent!

"Damn it! If not for being reduced to a remnant soul on the verge of dissipating, I would definitely clear out all the demons on the Demon Continent in one click!"

"They're all a bunch of fools!"

Ancestor Ji Xing roared in fury. Leaving aside that he could already sense the Demon Continent's Qi Fortune had declined to the point of becoming a lower continent,

the continent should have been ruled by a single Demon Emperor. In his era, he was the sole Demon God, and not a single subordinate dared to declare themselves a king.

Yet now, it was torn apart with five Demon Emperors existing. He could guess with his eyes closed that infighting was rampant and none submitted to the others.

A Demon Continent like this—let alone returning to its former state as a higher continent—would be lucky not to vanish into the dust of history, all thanks to the solid foundation he had laid back then.

"When the time comes, I will let you return."

Seeing that Ancestor Ji Xing was about to have his soul scattered and spirit dissipated from anger, Gu Changfeng spoke helplessly to Ji Mingxue.

Ji Mingxue froze for a moment. Thinking Gu Changfeng no longer wanted her, her eyes turned slightly red, and her violet phoenix eyes grew misty with tears.

"Master, do you... no longer want me?"

Ji Mingxue's voice choked with tears, as if something deep inside her heart had shattered.

Seeing Ji Mingxue so emotional, even Gu Changfeng was somewhat taken aback.

How long had he been with Ji Mingxue?

Why did she seem so clingy toward him?

That shouldn't be!

Could it be because she had no friends?

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng's gaze softened.

He gently stroked Ji Mingxue's head. "Rest assured, I never said I didn't want you."

"It's just that your Demon God Ancestor is right: the Demon Continent is the place where you should live."

"You need to avenge your mother, and at the same time, win back honor for her."

"Didn't you tell me before?"

"There are actually many in the Demon Race who treated you well, but under the oppression of the Demon Emperors, their ends were either being beaten to death or dying tragically."

"To change this situation, you must become the sole emperor of the Demon Race. At that time, your mother's identity and reputation can also be vindicated."

"And you will also be able to rescue those members of the Demon Race who once helped you from dire straits."

"The five Demon Emperors are fatuous and tyrannical, while you, Ji Mingxue, the sole empress, shall rise!"

"The future of the Demon Continent will then be one of great peace and prosperity!"

Hearing Gu Changfeng's words, Ji Mingxue's eyes brightened instantly.

This was Gu Changfeng's expectation for her, and thus it became the goal she would pursue in the future!

"Yes! I will listen to Master!"

With just a few words, he made Ji Mingxue accept her place in the Demon Race. Ancestor Ji Xing shook his head helplessly, feeling that he was truly a failure as the Demon God Ancestor.

Unfortunately, he had no chance; otherwise, he would definitely drag out the souls of those five Demon Emperors and whip them to death!

It was all the trouble caused by them!

Ancestor Ji Xing coughed lightly, looked at Ji Mingxue, and said in a calm voice, "Ming Xue, do you know why so many people wanted to extract your Heavenly Demon God Bloodline, yet you remain safe and sound right now?"

Ji Mingxue thought for a moment, and completely baffled, she still shook her head truthfully.

She had this confusion as well.

If her bloodline was noble,

shouldn't her father have extracted the bloodline the moment she was born?

Although they claimed her bloodline was filthy, every single one of them was honest with their desires, wanting to claim it for themselves.

Especially Moyao, who coveted her bloodline the most.

It was only because his elder brother, the Demon Emperor, was present that this Demon Gods Secret Treasury became a golden opportunity for him.