Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: The four demon realms

AN: Hello lovely angels. Took a break this weekend. My apologies for the delay. Happy Reading.

The wooden shed creaked, rain softly tapping against its roof like a thousand tiny drums. Xiang Yu sat on a log with the gold ring pinched between his fingers. Its black patterns seemed to stir up his core igniting something lying dormant inside of him. The bandit leader, who was brash and loud before now remained silent. Having sensed the gravity of the situation he decided to reduce his sense of presence.

Xiang Yu's leg shook involuntarily his mind in a daze. The bandit leader was well-versed in this subject. He had been desperate to be a cultivator all his life but unfortunately, he had no spiritual roots. That though didn't deter this bandit. It was like an obsession for him. When he found out that demon blood could give him what he wanted he turned his attention to the demon realms.

There were four of them, each wedged between the human realm and the underworld. They were like scars left from a celestial battle between the heavens and the underworld. Each realm had its demon king and territory. The Southern Demon Realm engulfed the active volcanoes with aggressive fire demons. The Eastern Realm was shrouded in mist and ruled by cunning spirits. Others went as far as calling it the Ghostly Realm. The Western Realm was within the icy mountain range with ice demons guarding frozen citadels. Not much was known about them and some even thought they were a myth. And the Northern Realm was known as the most treacherous.

Demons instinctively craved the taste of mortal fear, the scent of blood but the northern demons were infamous for draining the blood of their victims and devouring their flesh leaving nothing to bury.

The only reason why they weren't on a rampage was because of the righteous sects. As for his father's whereabouts? Based on the intricate patterns on the gold ring, he belonged to the Northern Realm.

Xiang Yu's crimson eyes narrowed his lips quirking into a smile but when the bandit leader met his gaze his blood chilled the fear in his eyes intense.

"Do you know where it is?" he said his voice was soft and delicate but each word was dripping with a chilling undertone.

"Wha- what is where my Lord?" he stammered his actions cautious. He was afraid that if he said the wrong thing he might trigger this little lord.

Xiang Yu turned to look at him the scarlet hue in his eyes giving off an aura of danger and ferocity. "Why the northern realm, of course?" he said and the bandit leader swallowed nervously.

"My lord, no one except the demons know the entrance to each realm. The only way is to follow the demons in the northern territory," he replied sensing that his usefulness had run its course.

"Oh." Xiang Yu clenched his fist around the pendant as he got up. He slowly gathered all his possessions that had been robbed by the bandits.

Outside, chaos had subsided. The bandits' horrified screams were now replaced by the distant spring of chirping birds.

As he slung the bag over his shoulder, the bandit leader's eyes widened, fear etched across his face. Like a trapped animal seeking a way out he cried desperately. "Please, my Lord," he mumbled unable to control the trembling in his voice. "Release me. Spare my life."