Chapter 633: Jiang Fan's Gift

With that single statement, the powerful demon clan members sighed softly.

Ling Shu? What good would it do for her to fight? If Mi Long had been defeated, what could Ling Shu accomplish?

The Demon Emperor cast a distant glance at Ling Shu, his eyes showing no ripple of emotion. The outcome was already decided. There was no point in letting Ling Shu fight now.

Ling Shu's delicate body trembled slightly. Having witnessed the prowess of the West and South Monarchs, how could she not know that her entering the fray would only lead to the same fate as Hun Yuan? Yet, having her name called out by Jiang Fan in front of everyone, it was hard for her to refuse to fight.

Biting her lip lightly, she declared, "Yes! Our Four Prodigies are not completely defeated yet! I am still here!"

The crowd couldn't help but frown, casting reproachful glances at Jiang Fan. Why force Ling Shu to fight? To let her also suffer a humiliating defeat, making the Four Prodigies truly lose completely?

"Come here first," Jiang Fan called out, stopping Ling Shu as she prepared to step onto the field. "I have something to say to you."

Ling Shu nodded, gathered her skirt, and scurried over to Jiang Fan. Though apprehension flickered across her face, she still tried to maintain a composed demeanor. "What are your instructions, Brother?"

Jiang Fan took out the Myriad Demon Stone. According to the rebellious one, demon clan members who wore it could double their demon power. If this was true, Ling Shu should gain the demon power of an eighth-level Core Formation cultivator by wearing it. Even if she couldn't win, he believed she wouldn't be too badly off.

He strung the Myriad Demon Stone onto a cord to make a necklace, saying, "I'll put this on you."

Ling Shu's small face flushed slightly. Even among the demon clan, giving a girl a necklace had a special meaning. And it was in front of so many demon clan members. After a moment of hesitation, she pressed her red lips together and shyly lowered her head.

Jiang Fan placed it around her neck. He then tucked the Myriad Demon Stone, which served as the pendant, inside her top so it rested against her skin. "Relax and fight. It's great if you win, but it's okay if you lose."

Ling Shu touched the Myriad Demon Stone through her clothes. Feeling greatly encouraged, she said, "Thank you for the gift, Brother. Ling Shu will do her best."

She turned and walked towards South Monarch Jiu Yu. The South Monarch wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "My poisonous mist doesn't care if you're beautiful or if you're a girl. You'd better not come."

Ling Shu took a deep breath and said, "My three elder brothers have all fallen. It's my turn now!"

Seeing her resolute attitude, the South Monarch said helplessly, "Alright, but I must warn you. Even though I'm injured, you won't be my match!"

With that said, a strong purple mist erupted once more, enveloping both of them. The sounds of their battle immediately rang out. But, not long after, a figure coughing blood flew out horizontally.

The demon clan members couldn't bear to watch. "We told them not to let her fight, but they wouldn't listen. What's the point? She'll just be needlessly injured. Such a delicate girl, beaten so miserably, sigh. Can't Jiang Fan do something good for once..."

However, the figure that had been sent flying, after crashing to the ground, let out a startled male cry: "You... you're an eighth-level Core Formation cultivator? How is that possible?"

The demon clan members froze, turning their gaze to the blood-soaked person lying on the ground. That was not Ling Shu at all. It was South Monarch Jiu Yu! He stared in horror at the gradually dissipating purple mist.

Within the purple mist, Ling Shu stood gracefully. Her skirt swayed, and her dark hair brushed her shoulders. She was like a slender, fresh willow by a stream. Yet, it was she who had defeated an expert even Mi Long couldn't overcome!

"Li-Ling Shu... won?" Liu Li covered her red lips, her beautiful eyes wide, stammering.

Her words woke everyone from their daze. The demon clan members collectively gasped in astonishment. "Ling Shu won? I'm not mistaken, am I! Our side won! Oh my goodness! Ling Shu actually won!"

The Demon Emperor, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them at the news. Upon understanding the situation before him, he excitedly stood up, his face unable to conceal his joy: "Excellent! Ling Shu! Well done! Who would have thought that the least favored of the Four Prodigies would actually defeat Jiu Yu, whom even Mi Long couldn't overcome! With this result, two of the Four Monarchs of the North Sea had been defeated! Though the continental demon clan might still lose this battle, it was far better than ten years ago!"

Yu Qing Xuan's face stiffened in great surprise. Jiu Yu actually lost? And to the unremarkable Ling Shu? His voice tightened as he said, "Zhao Ri! You go!"

North Monarch Zhao Ri also showed a serious expression. Jiu Yu's strength was not far from his own. Even if he was injured from fighting Mi Long, he shouldn't have been defeated by Ling Shu! There must be something strange about this woman! He immediately decided to strike first! His body shimmered, and he vanished on the spot!

Ling Shu was still absorbed in the surprise of her victory over Jiu Yu. She looked at her fists, her face full of bewilderment. When she fought Jiu Yu, she felt as if her power had significantly increased!

Suddenly, she vaguely sensed something. With a flick of her sleeve, a gush of green spiritual light poured out, covering the surroundings. "Explode!" she uttered softly. The spiritual lights exploded simultaneously! Though the power wasn't particularly astonishing, their sheer number was advantageous! A dense shower of explosive sparks formed around her.

Zhao Ri was caught off guard and blasted out of his invisible form by an explosion. His clothes and hair were burnt away. He angrily tore through the explosion zone, turning into an afterimage, and slammed his head fiercely towards Ling Shu. His head glowed with a dangerous red light.

Though Ling Shu didn't know the danger, she reacted swiftly. Green spiritual light between her palms condensed into a staff, which she swung down forcefully.

Bang—

"Ow!"

In an instant, Zhao Ri was struck by the staff, crying out in pain as he was sent flying. His hard head was split open, blood gushing out.

"You—you're an eighth-level Core Formation cultivator!" Zhao Ri crashed heavily to the ground, surprised and enraged: "Master Yu, we've been tricked! This Ling Shu is the true leader of the Four Prodigies; she's the hidden trump card!"

"What?" Yu Qing Xuan was greatly astonished! "An eighth-level Core Formation cultivator?" For demon beasts in Core Formation, the later the stage, the more disparate the strength between each level. Even a seventh-level Core Formation cultivator performing at their peak would find it difficult to contend with an eighth-level Core Formation cultivator. His face became incredibly grim! He truly hadn't expected that this young girl, whom even the West Monarch looked down upon, was the most formidable opponent! She had single-handedly defeated two of the Four Monarchs of the North Sea!

Meanwhile, on the demon clan's side, a joyous uproar erupted! "Another one won! If winning against Jiu Yu was attributed to him being injured, then that's surely not the case with Zhao Ri, is it? Unbelievable, truly unbelievable! Ling Shu was the one who turned the tide in the end!"

Mi Long, Shen Tu, and Hun Yuan wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost. They had lived together day in and day out; how could they not know Ling Shu's true strength? How could she suddenly become so terrifying?

The Demon Emperor, on the other hand, clapped continuously and laughed heartily, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Ling Shu, you have truly surprised this Emperor! For the final battle, regardless of victory or defeat, this Emperor will grant you any request!"

Thanks to Ling Shu's intervention, the score was now three-three. Neither side had lost, nor won. This result was undoubtedly countless times better than the disastrous defeat initially expected! Even if they ultimately lost to the East Monarch, the continental demon clan would certainly not be disgraced this time. In fact, it could be said that they had powerfully demonstrated that the continental demon clan was not much weaker than the North Sea demon clan!

Ling Shu was delighted. But intelligent as she was, she already understood. She hadn't won based purely on her own abilities.