Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 492

Chapter 492: Fourth World

"What do you want me to do?" she asked a fiery determination sparking in her chest.

The cloaked figure smiled, satisfaction gleaming in their eyes. "All you have to do is kill Han Xin." Their voice was smooth like oil. "If he dies by your hand, we can seize his soul. Finally, we can enact the next phase of our plan."

With a flick of their wrist, a divine weapon appeared. The dagger materialized from thin air, shaped like writhing red blood vines twisting together. "You just need to kill him once," they said, handing it to her.

Peng Xiu stared at the blade, her heart pounding. She sensed the overwhelming power emanating from it. It pulsed with intense dark energy. If she listened closely, she could almost hear the tortured screams of demons, their life force being drained away. A shudder ran through her, and she hesitated, gripping the dagger tightly.

"How will I get it into the new world... will I remember my mission?" she asked, uncertainty creeping into her voice.

"You don’t have to worry about that," the cloaked figure said with a dismissive wave.

Peng Xiu’s gaze continued to roam over the shimmering blade, its allure drawing her in. The whispers from it grew louder, more insistent, echoing in her mind with terrifying urgency. The tone was haunting, a chilling reminder of the darkness she was about to embrace.

Suddenly, the blade began to melt into her palm. Pain shot through her, sharp and excruciating. She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to endure as the veins of the weapon penetrated her skin, merging with her very essence. It felt like a poisonous vine coiling around her core, squeezing tighter and tighter, suffocating her spirit.

Her dark eyes shifted to a fierce crimson, glowing with newfound power. An aura of malevolence enveloped her, intensifying like a storm about to break. She stood tall, no longer shrouded in despair. Instead, she radiated the presence of an evil queen, ready to unleash chaos upon the world.

Peng Xiu looked out at the cave, the shadows twisting around her like loyal servants. She felt unstoppable, a villain born anew. The world was about to burn, and she would ensure that Han Xin was at the heart of the flames.

***

Xiang Yu stood in his spiritual space, which now resembled a whimsical spa. He stared at the twins nestled comfortably in their own mud baths, looking blissfully relaxed. They had somehow convinced him to indulge in a day of pampering, and regret gnawed at him from the inside.

He had pictured a gentle afternoon of nail polish being brushed onto his nails, them doing his hair, and perhaps a refreshing face scrub. Instead, the twins had opted for a mud bath, and there was no escaping it now.

He eyed the murky brown water, thick and gloppy, his disgust crystallizing in the pit of his stomach. "Really?" he said, his voice laced with incredulity.

From her bath, Lian, her face partially covered with cucumbers, looked at him with a serene smile. "Master, it’s really not that bad. Just try it."

Mei gleefully swirled her hands through the mud, splattering it playfully. "Master, please try it!" she urged, her eyes twinkling with mischief.