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Chen Xuan looked meaningfully at Jin Xiong and said in a low voice, "You have good taste, kid."
"Right? I think so too!" Jin Xiong replied, his demeanor instantly becoming proud and self-satisfied. He shook his head and smiled with arrogance, "These are two stunning beauties I carefully selected. If you like, I could reluctantly part with one!"
"No, you enjoy them yourself!" Chen Xuan's expression changed, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse.
Jin Xiong pouted regretfully and gave up on the idea.
Pointing at Qing Xuan, Chen Xuan said solemnly, "What’s going on with Qing Xuan? I heard she insists on going to the Demon Realm?"
"Yes!"
As they discussed serious matters, Jin Xiong immediately became serious as well. He spoke in a low voice, "Qing Xuan has reached the limits of her mortal form; she must refine her mortal body into a demon body in the next few days. The spiritual energy here is far from sufficient. She possesses the Presence of an Emperor; we cannot waste her talents here!"
Saying this, Jin Xiong's gaze sharpened as he declared resolutely, "No matter the cost, for the sake of my Bull Demon Clan, Qing Xuan must return to the Demon Realm!"
At this point, there was an unwavering determination about Jin Xiong.
Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow and pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Ultimately, this matter depends on Old Xin."
Returning to the Demon Realm was something Chen Xuan felt utterly helpless about; he didn't even know where the Demon Realm was. If it weren't for Ye Xiao sharing some information about it recently, he would have had no understanding of the Demon Realm at all.
Regarding Qing Xuan's situation, only Old Xin could truly make a difference.
"I understand," Jin Xiong nodded seriously. "This is a significant matter; we must keep it from Old Xin. He cannot know about Qing Xuan's identity until the last moment."
"Before that, it will depend on you to persuade Old Xin," Jin Xuan added.
Hearing this, Chen Xuan fell into deep thought.
"Old Xin," he said, his confidence wavering. If he had to rely on the Snake Fruit to persuade Old Xin, there might be a chance. However, Chen Xuan glanced at Qing Xuan, who was behaving exceptionally well at the moment, and sighed, "Can we not delay any longer?"
After spending so much time together, Chen Xuan truly felt reluctant to send Qing Xuan away just like that.
"My lord." Jin Xiong's eyes suddenly turned red. He spoke in a deep voice, "Old Xin visited a few days ago. He told me that the celestial army has already launched an attack on the next demon king's territory. And my Wan Niu Ridge's Bull Demon Clan has become nothing more than laborers for the celestial realm! Every moment, members of the Bull Demon Clan are dying from overwork!"
"My lord, we really cannot delay any longer! Qing Xuan must take on the mission of strengthening the Bull Demon Clan!"
Jin Xiong's tone quickened, growing more agitated as his eyes turned bloodshot.
Sighing helplessly, Chen Xuan patted Jin Xiong on the shoulder and walked away without saying anything.
For several days, Chen Xuan waited for news from Old Xin. Finally, on the third day, he received word.
At that moment, Old Xin's frown had vanished, and he appeared as spirited as when they first met.
"Old Xin," after some pleasantries...
Chen Xuan got straight to the point.
"No way! Absolutely not!" Old Xin jumped up at Chen Xuan's request, firmly refusing him.
"I knew it," Chen Xuan muttered to himself, realizing that things were not going to be that simple.
Shaking his head, he looked at Old Xin and slowly said, "Old Xin, listen to me, I actually want to—"
As he spoke, Old Xin's previously guarded expression softened a bit.
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