Lady Chiba and Yunmeng were people of the Chiba Clan. After hearing about the incident at the Chiba Sect, they dispatched individuals to investigate the matter. These five individuals clad in white were exactly those sent by the Chiba Clan.

After effortlessly eliminating all the Imperial Guards, these five people walked into Wang Xiaoqiang's sleeping chamber.

Inside, the sleeping chamber was lavishly furnished, yet it was empty, with not a soul in sight.

"Young Master Chiba, it seems that the City Lord of White Cloud City must have fled," one of the white-clothed individuals cautiously said to the master in the True Immortal Realm Fifth Stage.

The one known as Young Master Chiba, a Fifth Stage master, nodded and said, "I'll stay here to guard. You four, each of you pursue in a different direction. If after traveling ten thousand miles you still haven't obtained any information, return here."

"Yes!" The four white-clothed individuals clasped their fists in response and then exited the sleeping chamber, stepping onto Gang Clouds. Each flew off in a different direction, their speeds incredibly fast.

Meanwhile, Wang Xiaoqiang had fled a thousand miles away where dawn was just beginning to break. After a fierce battle and a long flight, the Patterned Beast was somewhat exhausted at this juncture.

Wang Xiaoqiang took six Demon Crystals from the Sumeru Ring and tossed them to the beast, which caught them in its mouth and swallowed them.

Once the essence of the Demon Crystals dissolved, the Patterned Beast was reinvigorated.

With a mighty roar, it sped forward once again.

Suddenly, a very disagreeable chanting sound emerged from ahead, instilling fear in those who heard it. At the same time, there was a loud and clear singing of incantations.

The incantations grew louder as they approached, becoming clear to the ear, yet the words being sung were incomprehensible.

The disagreeable chanting sounds mixed with the pleasant incantations, creating a sound that was quite eerie.

Soon, a large group of figures appeared in the sky far ahead.

A group of children's figures, around the age of five or six, all with shaven heads, dressed in red bellybands, each with a golden collar around their neck, looking adorably beautiful, their gender ambiguous, neither male nor female.

In their hands, they were each holding a leash, with one end tethered to a flower-adorned carriage.

In the carriage, there sat a person of exceptional beauty, also gender-ambiguous, however from their physique, they appeared to be a woman.

Yet this women sat in the carriage diligently chanting scriptures in a masculine voice, making the scene particularly eerie.

Eventually, Wang Xiaoqiang and this group encountered one another in the sky.

Neither side gave any indication of yielding passage.

Seeing someone blocking the way, the group of children shouted in unison, "Yin-Yang Immortal Lord travels here; all irrelevant people must clear away immediately!"

Speaking thus, their gazes were coldly fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Yin-Yang Immortal Lord, what nonsense is this!" Wang Xiaoqiang, seeing they were just a bunch of kids, naturally didn't take them seriously, his gaze instead focused on the woman in the carriage.

The more he looked, the more stunningly beautiful he found her; although the beauty was somewhat contorted, it left one wanting to keep looking, wanting to rip open her clothes to see whether she was man or woman.

"How audacious! To dare obstruct the Immortal Lord's way and to insult the Immortal Lord, such actions are monstrous and unforgivable. You deserve death!"

One of the leading children said, then he turned his head back to look at the person sitting in the carriage.

The individual in the carriage stopped chanting and opened their eyes wide to look at Wang Xiaoqiang. From their mouth came a single word, "Kill!"

Upon command, the group of children pounced on Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang's Divine Sense swept over them and, to his surprise, could not discern their cultivation level; all he saw was demonic power circling around their bodies. Amazed, he wondered if these children were actually demon creatures. With a thought, the Patterned Beast charged forward to block the children.

The children unfastened the golden collars from around their necks and hurled them at the Patterned Beast.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

Collar after collar, they struck the Patterned Beast's head, forcing it to continually retreat, and provoking its fury.

The beast opened its huge mouth and let out a thunderous roar.

"ROAR!!"

Its voice burst like thunder, repelling the dozen golden collars and sending them flying backward.

"This beast is fierce. Let's attack together and eliminate it!"

The lead child called back his collar and issued the command.

The children, holding their collars, joined together to assail the Patterned Beast.

Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze remained fixed intently on the person of beauty in the carriage; he had a strong impulse to tear open their clothes and reveal whether they were man or woman.

In fact, not only Wang Xiaoqiang, but anyone who saw this captivatingly strange person would have this thought.

Because this individual was extraordinary; they had a Yin-Yang Body, masculine during the day, feminine at night, with incredibly powerful demonic energy, known as the Yin-Yang Demon Lord. However, his followers referred to him as the Yin-Yang Immortal Lord.

"You brat, daring to gaze so boldly at me. I will gouge out your eyes and feed them to the dogs..."

The Yin-Yang Demon Lord spoke with the countenance of a woman, but the voice that emerged was distinctly male.

"Heh heh, before you even think of gouging out my eyes, I must rip off your clothes and see whether you are a man or a woman," Wang Xiaoqiang's face flashed with a sleazy smile.

"Courting death."

As the Yin-Yang Demon Lord spoke, they clapped their hands together and flew off the flower carriage, pouncing toward Wang Xiaoqiang.

Seeing that this person was neither fully male nor female, yet possessed overwhelming demonic power, Wang Xiaoqiang dared not take them lightly and immediately drew the Penglai Immortal Sword, slashing at the oncoming Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord brought their hands together and then apart before them, and instantly, a thick demonic power formed a black shield in front of them, blocking their body.

Bang!

The Sword Light of the Penglai Immortal Sword, however, failed to penetrate the demonic power shield.

"Heh heh," the Yin-Yang Immortal Lord scoffed coldly, intending to fight up close as they charged in.

Seeing the opponent pounce on him, Wang Xiaoqiang sheathed the Penglai Immortal Sword and struck out with both palms.

Just as he had done not long ago with Lady Chiba, Wang Xiaoqiang's hands aimed directly at the body of the Yin-Yang Demon Lord, or more precisely, at their chest...

The Yin-Yang Demon Lord's eyebrows raised sharply, immediately gathering demonic power in their hands to meet the attack defensively.

Bang! Crack, bang! Crack!

The two exchanged a pair of palm strikes.

Wang Xiaoqiang's Thunderclap Annihilation Palm directly charred the Yin-Yang Immortal Lord's pair of soft, jade-like hands black.

"Ah," the Yin-Yang Demon Lord let out a cry of surprise, never expecting Wang Xiaoqiang's palm to be so powerful. Little did they know, Wang Xiaoqiang had already stepped into the True Immortal Realm, able to condense Qi into Gang Qi, making his Thunderclap Annihilation Palm even more formidable than before.

After this move, Wang Xiaoqiang also realized that this so-called Yin-Yang Immortal Lord was nothing but a Minor Demon with no cultivation base. Although their demonic power was fierce, in front of him, they amounted to nothing more than a mere joke, not worth his concern.

"Now it's my turn," said Wang Xiaoqiang, stretching out both hands toward the Yin-Yang Demon Lord.

"Ah, you, you..."

Having just been numbed by Wang Xiaoqiang's Thunderclap Annihilation Palm, rendering their hands nearly unusable, the Yin-Yang Demon Lord had no strength left to fight. As Wang Xiaoqiang's hands were about to grab their chest, they couldn't help but cry out in alarm, then desperately condensed demonic power into a shield in front of them resembling a chest protector.

But this shield was easily shattered in front of Wang Xiaoqiang.

Using the Qi Gang, Wang Xiaoqiang's fingers howled with Gang Wind as he grabbed the demonic power shield, and with one forceful tug, he tore the Spiritual Energy Shield apart with a bang.

"Haha." Wang Xiaoqiang's hands shot forward, directly grabbing the clothing fronting the Yin-Yang Demon Lord's chest, and then he pulled with force.

Rip!

The Yin-Yang Demon Lord's clothes were ripped open, revealing a pair of jade-like objects...

"Ah," the Yin-Yang Demon Lord suddenly switched to a feminine tone, "you, you lecher!"

"Not bad at all," Wang Xiaoqiang remarked, "But I suspect those are fake. Only by checking down below will I know if you are truly male or female..."

The Yin-Yang Demon Lord protected their chest with both hands and fled back to the flower carriage.

At that time, the surrounding Demon Children were locked in fierce battle with the Patterned Beasts, so they couldn't come to the Demon Lord's rescue.

Wang Xiaoqiang snickered and lunged toward the flower carriage.

"My grandfather is the Demon King, and if you disrespect me, he will never spare you!" the Yin-Yang Demon Lord threatened.

True, this was no empty threat—famed was the Demon King's ability to make countless cultivators tremble with fear. The strength of the North Sea Demon King was said to rival even that of Immortal Venerables.

Albeit weak in demonic power, the Yin-Yang Demon Lord dared to be brazen, relying solely on the fame of their grandfather, the Demon King. It was a clear case of bullying under another's fearsome name.

But Wang Xiaoqiang knew nothing of the Demon King; at this moment, all he wanted was to find out if the stunningly beautiful and enigmatic person before him was man or woman.

"Demon King, my foot! I don't care about any Demon King; I just want to give you a physical examination to determine whether you're a man or a woman," Wang Xiaoqiang laughed, releasing his Qi to tightly lock the Yin-Yang Demon Lord onto the flower carriage.

Then, condensing Qi into Gang Qi and bolstering his hands, he reached for the Yin-Yang Demon Lord, snagging the hem of their skirt with precision and yanking hard.

In the shrill and indignant cries of the Yin-Yang Demon Lord, the skirt came off, but underneath was another layer of underpants.

"Let me warn you once again, my grandfather is the North Sea Demon King, and if you continue to disrespect me, he will surely eat you alive and then refine and transform your Living Soul, denying you a peaceful afterlife and condemning you to eternal torment," the Yin-Yang Demon Lord threatened while clamping their long, beautiful legs tightly together and covering them with both hands.

The words of the Yin-Yang Demon Lord were accurate. The North Sea Demon King not only killed mortals but also cultivators. For every life taken, the Demon King would consume the body and seal the victim's Living Soul in the Soul Nourishing Tower, refining it into a Ghost Soldier to serve him for eternity.

The thought of one's physical body consumed and their Soul and Spirit turned into a minion to serve the Demon King's whims was enough to fill one with rage and send shivers down one's spine.

The North Sea Demon King was a great enemy of the Cultivation Realm. Whether orthodox cultivators or Loose Cultivators, all agreed he should be exterminated. But this was only in public; in reality, people feared the North Sea Demon King. Wherever he went, a storm of bloodshed followed. His demonic power was so tremendous that even his grandchild could swagger around with impunity, with nobody daring to provoke them.

Wang Xiaoqiang despised being threatened more than anything. Had the Yin-Yang Demon Lord begged for mercy, perhaps he might have spared them. But the more they threatened him, the less inclined he was to let them go. "Stop mentioning this North Sea Demon King to me; today, I just want to see for myself whether you are human... or demon?"

As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke, he reached out with his right hand, swiped away the Yin-Yang Demon Lord's hands, parted their legs, and tore off their shorts. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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