1606 A Fortunate Person and a Lonely Person

Gazing at the towering mottled walls in front of her and the cold moon glow hanging above, Le Jiajia finally realized that she had sleepwalked once again.

She had arrived at the city walls alone in her nightgown and bare feet, and not once did she realize what was happening during the entire process. It was like there was a latent power inside her that drew her away from her comfortable bed, walking toward the gloomy darkness.

The night breeze blew, causing her gown to flutter, making her shiver slightly from the cold. She lowered her head and hugged herself tightly as she slowly made her way back to the dormitory the Subduing Demon City had prepared for new warriors.

‘It’s going from bad to worse. I’ve walked over thirty kilometers tonight, and was practically on the verge of leaving the city confines,’ Le Jiajia thought to herself in dismay.

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Ever since that battle against the Son of Flame Soul in the valley, Subduing Demon City had entered into a state of high alert, and patrols had doubled. Meanwhile, Le Jiajia, barefooted and in her nightgown, was walking all alone in the deep of the night, yet not a single soldier had noticed her? That was simply improbable.

That was unless she was sneaking in the shadows while she was sleepwalking! Hiding in dark corners whenever the patrolling guards neared, holding her breath and waiting until the guards departed, and leaping out of the shadows like a wily fox!

Le Jiajia did not dare continue thinking about that. There had not been many incidents of her sleepwalking when she was younger, but the first time she had done so was seven years ago. While she was still just a little girl, she had left home while wearing a green woolen blanket that she had been carrying since she was a child, and walked several kilometers all by herself before arriving at the archives.

From then on, she would appear in various places in Subduing Demon City from time to time. Sometimes she would wake up and find herself inside the weapon research center for no reason, and sometimes he would end up in the conference hall. There was even once when she ended up visiting the dungeons. Before then, Le Jiajia had no idea that there existed a secret dungeon where the criminals were imprisoned here in Subduing Demon City.

Le Jiajia began to suspect that there might be a reason why she was waking up in all the important locations of Subduing Demon City. It was like there was some magical power controlling her, making her into a spy, using her identity as a cover, observing the daily changes in Subduing Demon City.

There were many times when Le Jiajia woke up in the morning and found her legs caked in mud, and there were even traces of blood on the base of her feet. She must have walked a great distance, but due to the fact that she was in a state of controlled unconsciousness the entire time, she had no way of knowing just how far she went while under control, or where she had been, or what she had done.

Right now, the situation had gotten even worse. It looked like the mystical power in her mind wanted to take her out of the city, heading to even further places in parts unknown.

Le Jiajia should have reported this matter to a City Lord, but she could not do so. That was because she had a Demon King bloodline, and there were two reasons they had allowed Le Jiajia to live in Subduing Demon City.

The first was because her family had not once demonstrated complete demonification, and she was deemed to be a safe demon.

Second was because the City Lords believed that there were benefits to keeping people with Demon King bloodlines for the coming war. After Le Jiajia received her training, perhaps she could be of help to the city in dealing with the demons.

Her humble status and the gradually worsening sleepwalking incidents left Le Jiajia more and more withdrawn personality-wise. It was why she had shown her belligerent side to Xia Fan when they first met, bickering with him. She then gave him the cold shoulder in the days after, pretending she did not know him at all. But when Xia Fan appeared during that battle in the valley, Le Jiajia’s worry was etched on her face, reaching out affectionately to grab Xia Fan by his hand and asking him to be careful.

Le Jiajia seemed like a two-faced person; a side of her was the descendant of a Demon King that had been cast aside by the city. She was cold and aloof, indifferent and reticent. No one was willing to invite Le Jiajia as a guest to their home, and she did not have any friends to speak of.

The other side of her was the sensitive and kind girl who would quietly pray for everyone around her, hoping that she could lead the life of a normal girl: making friends, watching plays, and happily eating sweet and tasty desserts. Maybe she could even date handsome boys from the city, hold hands with them, and spend evenings together under the moonlight…

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Her return journey was very successful. Le Jiajia, being an inheritor of a Demon King Bloodline, and had a far higher cultivation than everyone thought. She was able to evade all the guards and the old man guarding the entrance to the dormitory with her great speed.

In no time at all, Le Jiajia was submerged in her bathtub, scrubbing desperately, as if she was trying to cleanse herself of her sinful blood.

Her white skin turned completely red under her intense scrubbing, but her startling recovery skills soon kicked in and returned her to normal. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked like an angel carved out of alabaster by a talented artisan.

There were two beauties in Subduing Demon City, and were it not for Le Jiajia’s Demon King bloodline, she would surely have become a second Nikai, shrouded in a halo as she became an object of endless pursuit from a mob of men.

But reality was cruel. They possessed equally peerless looks, yet Nikai was the one who had everything, while Le Jiajia had nothing besides a cursed Bloodline, and a loneliness that cut right into her marrow.

A lonely person would lick their wounds, all by themselves, deep in the night, while everyone could see the happiness of a fortunate person.

Just as Le Jiajia was feeling dissatisfied with her lot in life, Xia Fan had turned into the most fortunate person, a subject of everyone’s envy and jealousy.

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“Are you ready?” Xia Fan asked Nikai.

At this moment, Nikai felt like a warm and soft little lamb, carried on Xia Fan’s back. The fullness of her body was pressed against his back, the view alone enough for quite a few men present to begin nosebleed.

‘Dammit, why is it him?’

‘Xia Fan, that rascal, isn’t even a Demon Slayer!’

Indignant voices echoed in the minds of people, but no one dared to voice it out loud. They were still hoping for Xia Fan to demonstrate his martial prowess and save everyone from their doomed fate. With how things were right now, Xia Fan, with his nose keener than a dog’s and speed faster than the wind, could clear out the White Bone Regiment that had surrounded the Demon Palace!

“No problem, I’ll just clutch onto your shoulder tightly,” Nikai answered, her face beet red.

The female goddess had great self-respect, so she had not touched another man before. At present, with her chest pressed into Xia Fan’s back, and Xia Fan’s arms locked around her thighs, they were so close that both of them could smell their respective scents coming off one another.

“I run fast, so just holding onto my shoulder isn’t enough. You need to wrap both of your arms around my neck,” Xia Fan said in a serious tone. He had inherited a positive trait of his father’s, which was that he was not someone who would be moved when seeing a beautiful woman. He would always be able to clear his mind and focus his mind on the task at hand whenever he was serious.

Nikai was startled, but soon hugged Xia Fan even tighter, her arms wrapping around his neck tightly.

Xia Fan felt that her posture made it very easier for him to run, but the men watching felt that the position would be absolutely ecstasy-inducing. To have their goddess sticking her entire body to him like that, they had no idea just what sort of luck Xia Fan had in order to have this chance to be so close to their goddess! Furthermore, it looked like Xia Fan was the one being passive here, and it was the goddess taking the initiative to hug him!

“What about you?” Xia Fan asked Traveling Buddha.

“How would I have any problems? Just hold onto me tightly and don’t toss this young master around,” Traveling Buddha shrugged, unaffected.

In comparison, Traveling Buddha was not treated nicely. He was like a brick, looking ready to be tossed out by Xia Fan at any time to smack someone in the head!

“Okay, then let’s begin! Everyone, keep up with me at your fastest speed possible!” Xia Fan yelled, and everyone focused and made ready.

Golden Light shot forth; Traveling Buddha glared ahead as his entire body glowed brightly.

Colorful wings slowly spread, like the warm hands of an angel, enveloping the three people in their embrace.

Xia Fan crouched low. With a burst of speed, strength exploded from his legs, enough to crack the alloy floor. He promptly disappeared while carrying that magical glow with him, reaching his top speed as he went charging forward into the formation of the White Bone Regiment!