The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

As time passed, news came one after another.

As Lan Luochen was nowhere to be found, the Divine Devil Temple’s strength was greatly weakened. After a few months of fighting, they were at a disadvantage.

The Alliance of ten thousand cities and the iron-blood Alliance were divided under the heavy pressure. They changed masters and eventually surrendered.

The Ten Directions Academy, the Divine Enlightenment Academy, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sacred Temple obtained the final victory.

However, when they arrived at the Divine Devil Palace, they didn’t find the mysterious Master of the Divine Devil Palace.

The remaining higher-ups of the Divine Devil Palace had all died because of the spiritual imprint, and the Divine Devil Palace had been destroyed just like that.

Everyone couldn’t help but feel a little dazed. The Divine Devil Palace had existed for tens of thousands of years, but it had been destroyed just like that? Why did it feel so surreal?

However, that was the truth. It was as if the Divine Devil Hall had disappeared from the divine enlightenment continent overnight. Even the higher-ups of the lower continents had perished almost at the same time because of the divine sense imprints.

The remaining small fries were nothing to be afraid of. They were quickly swallowed up by the other forces.

Yun chujiu’s emotions did not fluctuate much when she heard the news. Ever since di beiming disappeared from her sight, she seemed to have lost her emotions, leaving only numbness.

She ate, slept, and cultivated mechanically every day. She did not even speak a single word for a day.

When Xue Wuji saw her like this, he did not know how to comfort her. He could only silently guard her safety with an Feng.

On this day, Xue Wuji sat not far from the deep pit as usual, frowning. However, rustling sounds came from the bushes.

Xue Wuji’s eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to make a move, he heard a sobbing voice, “Don’t make a move, it’s me, it’s me!”

Xue Wuji focused his eyes and saw a dirty yellow snake crawling out from the bushes.

If it didn’t speak human language, it would really be no different from the lowest level demon snake.

“Are you the spirit pet of the facial paralysis, the little perverted dragon?”Xue Wuji asked suspiciously.

“Yeah, isn’t that me? ! You guys are so mean, no one cares about my life!

“You actually threw me into the Misty Lake and didn’t care about me. I spent a lot of effort to save my life and found you guys.

“If it wasn’t for the contract, I really wanted to establish my own sect!”The little perverted dragon said with a sad face.

That day, di beiming and the other two attacked Lan Luochen at the Misty Lake, and the Little Dragon was also sent out by DI beiming to help.

Although it wasn’t afraid of the water, its fighting strength in the water was greatly reduced, and because it was injured, it got separated from di beiming and the others after a long time.

By the time it swam to the shore, there was no trace of di beiming and the others.

Fortunately, the spirit pet and its master could sense each other. This feeling was affected by the distance, so the little dragon could only sense the general direction.

So, it set off on the road to find its master.

It was already not far from the exquisite mountain, but suddenly, its cultivation level was reduced by eighty to ninety percent. Its body shape also changed from the Majestic Golden Dragon to a small yellow snake.

The little yellow dragon was completely dumbfounded!

What kind of sin had it committed? How could it have degenerated? !

As its cultivation level had fallen to the bottom of the food chain, the little yellow dragon’s situation became more and more difficult.

It was not a long journey, but it took a few months to reach here with a slim chance of survival.

Xue Wuji was stunned for a moment, then his face revealed an ecstatic expression. He grabbed the little yellow dragon’s tail and jumped into the deep pit excitedly:

“Little Sister Jiu, little sister Jiu, look, what is this? !”

Yun Chujiu’s eyes indifferently fell on the little yellow dragon that Xue Wuji was holding, but she did not say anything.

Xue Wuji did not care much and threw the little yellow dragon on the ground. He shook Yun Chujiu and said in ecstasy,

“Little Sister Jiu, this is a little yellow dragon! It’s still alive, and its contract with facial paralysis is still there. It means that facial paralysis is really not dead!”