Ancient God #1 (Ancient Love Poetry)

11

~Chapter 11~

Hearing Hou Chi's somewhat gloating laughter, Qing Mu raised his eyebrows, and his face hidden under the black robe showed a slightly invisible look of pride: "This is not difficult, directly to fight in is."

Hou Chi let out a light sigh, took off her black robe, blinked her round eyes, stared at Qing Mu and said crisply: "I wish you could get in all the way, but... you didn't mean to hide your whereabouts?"

After rubbing Hou Chi's soft black hair, it felt furry and comfortable. Qing Mu couldn't help but have a warm smile on his lips: "The seats for the top 100 in the Demon Realm are not fixed. There will be two seats every day. The demon lords breaks through the original limit and wants to ascend to the Third Heaven. Once he crosses this heaven, his status in the Demon Realm will also undergo earth-shaking changes. Under the temptation of power and inducement, the demon lord who breaks into the third heaven is invincible. Therefore, the Demon Emperor stipulates that two of the top 100 demon lords must be stationed at the entrance to the third heaven every day. Anyone who defeats the top 100 strong ones can replace the demon lord who was defeated by him and have the qualifications to cultivate in the third heaven."

"Oh, that's it." Hou Chi nodded, retracted her head into the black robe, hugged Qing Mu's little hand tightly, and urged: "Then let's go, wait until we defeat the two demon lords guarding the door, we can enter the third heaven."

Qing Mu looked at the little head that shrank faster than a rabbit, weighed the hindquarters in his arms, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What, are you going to let me challenge like this?"

"Stop pretending, you can come and go freely in Lookout Mountain. I think even Feng Ran is far from your opponent. It's just two demon lords guarding the gate, so what's the difficulty?"

A low sarcastic sound came from his arms. The little body huddled in the black robe was still twisting and turning, as if trying to find a comfortable position to sit. Qing Mu's face stiffened, and he patted the inside gently, sighed, and said resignedly: "I know."

"But Hou Chi, are you sure you're not too lazy to move around so you're relying on me?" Suddenly he remembered Hou Chi's look on the cloud driven by Feng Ran, who could lie down but never sit down, and thought about it for several months. It turned out that her feet had barely touched the ground of the demon realm. Qing Mu twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, stopped suddenly and asked.

"Of course not. You also know that my magical power can even be discovered by ordinary demons. If I leave you, I will definitely not be able to do it."

The air flow of hands waving suddenly sounded in the black robe, and when he heard the extremely sincere and clear voice of a child inside, Qing Mu paused, with a look of helplessness on his face, and walked towards the entrance to the third heaven not far away. 

Who can tell him that this little kid who used him as a mule is the Goddess Hou Chi who has been famous in the Three Realms for thousands of years?

She has no moral integrity, arrogant, and only knows how to act dishonestly and pretend to be powerful... The most important thing is - she is disrespectful to her elders!

Pressing the last four words to his lips, Qing Mu let out a long breath, rubbed the restless Hou Chi in his arms, and stopped at the murderous entrance.

The Demon Realm is divided into three heavens. The entrance to each heaven is heavily guarded, and this is especially true in front of the gate of life and death, which is glowing with a strange purple light. In countless battles between the immortal and demon clans, although the immortal clan once invaded the Demon Realm due to their slight advantage, they never truly broke into the third heaven.