After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 96

At the eastern edge of the Demon Race’s barrier, the mixed battle between the demon and monster races continued, with various screams echoing ceaselessly.

Unlike the numerous insignificant soldiers of the Demon Race who tried to use numerical superiority to occupy the Monster Race’s territory, the Monster Race focused on refinement. Those who could guard the barrier’s edge and fight the Demon Race were mostly the strong elites of the clan.

At the very least, they were children like Yanli who had passed the Monster Race’s Internal Sky-Reaching Tower Trial.

Therefore, although the multi-day offense and defense had fatigued the monsters, the casualties were not significant. Individuals mostly suffered minor injuries, with few sustaining serious injuries due to carelessness and being sent to the rear for recuperation.

The Demon Race had a huge advantage in numbers. Although the Monster Race held the upper hand in attack and defense, they couldn’t withstand the constant, tireless, swarming charges of the enemy.

Over time, the Monster Race felt only exhaustion.

Their morale was already flagging, and under these circumstances, the Demon Race reinforced their forces with several powerful Demon Generals, and even a Demon King was present. Consequently, the elders and disciples of the Monster Race guarding the area seemed somewhat outmatched.

This was what Yanli had previously reported to Qin Qingyi.

The eastern edge of the barrier was close to collapsing.

Fortunately, Qin Qingyi reacted quickly enough, arriving with reinforcements at the eastern edge within half a day.

The Monster Race’s morale soared, and they regained their fighting spirit.

Yanli also joined the battle, staying close to Qin Qingyi, guarding her back to prevent any treacherous demons from ambushing her Young Master.

Qin Qingyi’s gaze was fixed on the Demon King deep within the Demon Race’s formation.

That Demon King!

Qin Qingyi recognized her clearly; she was the Demon King who had appeared in the recorded image left by her Master and Elder Wei at Qidong Mountain.

She was the only one who had escaped from Qidong Mountain.

So, she had fled here, to the Monster Race!

Qin Qingyi’s heart hardened. Back at Qidong Mountain, her Master and Elder Wei were besieged by several Demon Kings. This one must have been heavily involved.

She gripped her sword tightly, her blade swiveling, aiming straight for the opponent.

This time, she wouldn’t let her escape again!

The opponent, clearly, also noticed Qin Qingyi’s intention.

A small monster, instead of throwing herself into the main battle, was charging directly toward her.

Sitting high on her Demon King’s throne above the battlefield, the Demon King, with demonic horns on her head and scarlet eyes, let out a low laugh.

“An insignificant little monster, overestimating herself.”

Qin Qingyi was correct. The one leading the Demon Race’s army to attack the Monster Realm was indeed the Fifth Demon King who had once guarded Qidong Mountain—Anxiya.

After her defeat at Qidong Mountain, Anxiya had suffered significant injuries. She had recuperated for a period, and was even ridiculed by the other Demon Kings for it. If even a junior from the Immortal Sect could injure her, her position as the Fifth Demon King wasn’t very secure.

This naturally infuriated Anxiya. Thus, she accepted the task of annihilating the Monster Race, hoping to wipe away the disgrace she suffered at Qidong Mountain.

The prolonged inability to conquer the area had already frustrated Anxiya. Now, seeing an unknown little monster suddenly charging towards her, Anxiya narrowed her scarlet eyes.

Does every small monster dare to challenge me now?

“Nameless little monster, yet still delusional enough to think of harming this Venerable One.”

Anxiya scoffed, but she remained seated on the Demon King’s throne. She merely twirled her wrist and produced her weapon.

Her posture clearly showed she did not take the charging Qin Qingyi seriously.

Anxiya’s weapon was a chilling long whip, made of the spine of some unknown creature. It was entirely grey-white, extending over ten meters when fully unleashed, with bone spurs climbing along its segments. Wisps of demonic energy constantly leaked from the bone gaps.

She cracked her long whip, and the whip tail, carrying a demonic gust, shot straight for Qin Qingyi’s neck.

Her intention was clear: to take Qin Qingyi’s life with a single strike. Anxiya was confident; her opponent would definitely not be able to dodge this whip.

“Nameless little monster, to die under this Venerable One’s whip is your honor.”

This whip strike interrupted Qin Qingyi’s continued charge. The Fox Race’s danger warning made Qin Qingyi realize that if she didn’t evade, this attack could take half her life.

Seeing this, Yanli, who was already worried about her safety and charging behind her, constantly slaying demons, almost cried out in alarm.

“Young Master?!”

Qin Qingyi felt Anxiya’s hostility and was naturally on guard. She had prepared for the opponent’s counterattack at any moment as she charged towards Anxiya.

But this Demon King was indeed as powerful as she had anticipated. No, even stronger than she had expected!

It seemed she was already… a half-step Ascension stage!

The overwhelming demonic energy surged toward her, but Qin Qingyi could not retreat. If she fled, what would happen to the Monster Race’s morale?! How could she silence those unmanageable great monsters within the Monster Race?!

Watching the bone whip rush towards her, she moved like lightning at the last moment, executing a swallow flip, narrowly and dangerously dodging the whip that was meant to take her life.

Qin Qingyi gritted her teeth, knowing this was a difficult enemy to handle.

Therefore, she could no longer hold back as she had before.

Facing a powerful enemy, one should go all out until the opponent is slain.

Having dodged the whip, Qin Qingyi held her breath and concentrated, daring not to relax again. She cut through the layers of the Demon Race’s encirclement, heading straight for Anxiya’s location.

The Monster Race was in imminent danger, and her mother was critically ill. Although unwilling, she had no choice but to shoulder the heavy responsibility. The fate of the entire Monster Race rested on her. The Monster Race nurtured her, respected her as the Young Master, and she enjoyed their affection. Now, she had to take responsibility.

Capture the king! She dared not say she could kill the opponent, but even if she could just inflict a wound, she would be victorious.

As long as she could harm the opponent even a single hair, the Demon Race’s morale would be shaken. With a back-and-forth shift, the Monster Race’s morale would soar, and they would naturally be able to resist the Demon Race’s attack.

Anxiya, seeing her strike fail, immediately narrowed her eyes, becoming somewhat interested in this ignorant little monster who dared to challenge her.

She did not move again, allowing Qin Qingyi to cut down Demon Race soldiers and generals until, half an hour later, Qin Qingyi stopped approximately ten meters away from her, finally halting her advance.

Qin Qingyi vigilantly observed the Demon King suspended in mid-air, who was studying her.

Ten meters was a relatively safe distance; if the opponent attacked, she would have time to react.

Qin Qingyi did not know who she was, but she could sense the terrifying demonic energy emanating from the opponent.

Compared to Tivena, this one was leagues ahead.

The intensity of the demonic energy was so dense it almost obscured the sky. But for some unknown reason, the opponent controlled the demonic energy well, only spreading it around herself and not significantly affecting the battlefield.

Qin Qingyi couldn’t quite understand this, because given the opponent’s strength, if she chose to participate, she could change the battle situation in minutes. The Monster Race would be overwhelmed, and total annihilation was not impossible in an instant.

She gripped the sword in her hand, watching the opponent warily.

Anxiya finally saw the little monster in front of her clearly. A very interesting little monster; clearly a monster, yet still enveloped in spiritual energy.

“They call you Young Master.”

Anxiya was intrigued, but only by Qin Qingyi’s status as the “Monster Race Young Master.”

She still did not rise, remaining seated, resting her chin on her hand. The Demon Generals beside her volunteered to fight Qin Qingyi, but she stopped them.

“An interesting little fellow. I should naturally deal with her personally.”

Qin Qingyi subtly exhaled in relief.

But in the next moment, she couldn’t smile.

Because in the blink of an eye, the bone whip was already right in front of her.

“If I kill you, I suppose they won’t be able to hold on.”

Anxiya also clearly understood. Although the person in front of her was not particularly strong, she was the “banner of command” among the monsters stationed here.

For an army, the most important thing is often not the general, but the banner of command planted within the ranks. On the battlefield, soldiers have no way of knowing if the general is alive or dead, but if the banner falls, it means the formation has broken, and the soldiers will instantly scatter like birds and beasts.

If she removed this banner today, it would be a great achievement, she supposed.

It would also perfectly cleanse the shame of Qidong Mountain!

Qin Qingyi’s pupils contracted. She leaned backward, trying to dodge, but the whip tail seemed to have eyes. Even though she dodged the first strike, it was like a cold, venomous snake that had locked onto its prey. After a turn, it still shot straight for her back.

She moved back and forth to evade, but the gap in strength between the two was too significant. Before long, the bone whip wrapped around her waist. With a coiling and a snap, it tore her clothes. The protective array on her outer robe instantly shattered, and the bone spurs deeply pierced the flesh of her waist. Blood immediately stained her white clothes.

Qin Qingyi’s face turned pale from the pain. Her hand trembled, almost unable to hold the Liubai (Retained White) Sword. When the bone whip pulled back again with force, because the bone spurs were embedded in her flesh, it violently ripped off a piece of flesh.

The bone whip, having drunk its fill of fresh blood, contentedly returned to Anxiya’s side. Anxiya, composed and unhurried, casually stroked the bone whip.

In her battle with Qin Qingyi, she had not once risen from the Demon King’s throne. She remained steadily seated, only using her right hand to wield the whip, striking Qin Qingyi with each crack.

Her posture was like teasing a disobedient small pet.

And Qin Qingyi, just from that one strike, was already drenched in cold sweat, barely able to stand.

Blood continuously gushed from her waist, staining the fabric below her hemline red in mere moments, like a blood-colored silk skirt, looking exceedingly beautiful from afar.

She took out pills from her Qiankun pouch (Cosmic Bag) and hastily shoved them into her mouth. The hemostatic and muscle-regenerating pills quickly took effect, rapidly repairing the injury to her waist. Her originally pale complexion soon recovered.

“Again!”

She shouted at Anxiya.

No matter what, she had to risk everything and try.

“Little monster, you are not this Venerable One’s match,” Anxiya said.

Perhaps because Qin Qingyi’s performance was too weak, Anxiya suddenly lost interest in fighting the little monster in front of her. Anxiya was bored, only hoping for an interesting opponent to appear quickly.

Otherwise, taking over the Monster Race this easily would be too dull.

Qin Qingyi, however, gritted her teeth, using her sword to support herself as she stabilized her stance again.

Seeing that she had not retreated, Anxiya impatiently flicked her whip.

The two engaged in combat again. This time, Qin Qingyi was more cautious and indeed managed to evade most of Anxiya’s attacks.

However, after a short while, Qin Qingyi still failed to dodge. This time, Anxiya’s whip struck Qin Qingyi’s back. With one whip, her skin was split and her flesh gashed, revealing even her spine clearly.

With this whip, Qin Qingyi fell headlong, crashing heavily onto the ground, forcibly creating a pit.

“Boring.”

Anxiya scoffed, looking at the unconscious little monster at the bottom of the pit. After tossing the whip to her attendant Demon General, she leaned back diagonally against the Demon King’s throne.

“The Monster Race is truly uninteresting.”

Seeing Qin Qingyi fall to the ground unconscious, Yanli, who had been observing the battle from a distance, immediately grew anxious.

She continued to kill demons while struggling to move toward Qin Qingyi’s location.

She kept calling out Qin Qingyi’s name repeatedly.

“Young Master! Young Master!!”