Chapter 15: The Hybrid of Man and Demon is Exposed
Outskirts of Heart City.
Since everyone around had seen the two of them step down from the demon caravan, no one dared to provoke them at first.
However, as they ventured deeper, they inevitably ran into a few ignorant and reckless individuals.
The main reason was that both were relatively weak—and Xiao Yun's striking outfit stood out too much.
Or rather, her beauty alone made her highly conspicuous in a crowd.
As they entered the inner city, many demons began openly staring at them.
Xiao Yun, who was only slightly older than Lin Ze and had barely interacted with outsiders before, grew nervous under their brazen gazes.
At this moment, Lin Ze sensed the surrounding lust and frowned slightly. While he didn't yet understand concepts like greed, love, or the seven emotions and six desires, he could still feel the hostility embedded in these lusts.
Glancing at Xiao Yun, who was tightly gripping his hand, Lin Ze said, "Xiao Yun, let's go find Sister. I don't like this place."
Xiao Yun nodded, prepared to leave.
But before they could walk far, a towering demon nearly two meters tall blocked their path. His entire body was crimson, with demonic horns protruding from his skull and skeletal facial features. His hoarse voice scraped the air:
"If I'm not mistaken, neither of you are of pure demon blood, right?"
Faced with the fourth-level demon's question, Xiao Yun instinctively shielded Lin Ze behind her.
But due to her inexperience and growing panic, she couldn't respond immediately.
"You really are just lowly human-demon hybrids. Slaves fit only to hide in the shadows, and you dare appear in Heart City!"
"As it happens, I'm short one cleaning slave. You look like you'll do nicely."
As he spoke, the demon reached toward Xiao Yun.
She froze in panic, not knowing how to react.
Just then, Lin Ze's cold voice pierced the air: "You dare!"
No one had expected the young boy beside Xiao Yun—who looked so delicate and immature—to resist.
Or even speak so boldly.
The scene fell silent. Two more fourth-level demons appeared, surrounding them.
Clearly, these three were working together.
"Brat, we weren't planning to mess with you, but you're not bad looking. We could probably fetch a good price for you in the underground market."
Seeing the situation escalate, Xiao Yun quickly pulled out a token from her clothes and shouted:
"Wait, we're from the Love Demon God—!"
Before she could finish, her arm twisted in pain, and the token was knocked away.
The demon sneered, "You, a filthy hybrid, dare to use Lord Sidi's name? Everyone knows she despises men. How could trash like you be associated with her?"
Despite the ridicule, Xiao Yun gritted through the pain and shouted, "Master Lin Ze is Lord Sidi's inheritor! If you harm him, she will never forgive you!"
"Inheritor?!"
The surrounding spectators stirred at those words.
No demon dared to falsely claim to be an inheritor—it was too dangerous.
"Forget it, brother," one of the three demons muttered hesitantly.
After all, if this boy truly was Sidi's inheritor, they were finished.
But their leader scoffed, "Look at you, cowards. You think a male hybrid could be Lord Sidi's successor? Absurd."
"If you're too scared, I'll take the whole prize myself."
With that, he lunged toward Lin Ze and Xiao Yun.
As his hand neared them, Lin Ze could no longer hold back. Even if his sister would scold him later, he couldn't let Xiao Yun be taken like this.
In an instant, black scales appeared on his fists, and a black vertical line emerged between his brows.
Catching the demon off guard, Lin Ze struck.
The demon, arrogantly dismissing the boy, didn't bother to defend himself.
Bang!
Lin Ze's punch landed squarely in his abdomen.
A jolt of piercing pain surged through the demon's gut, twisting his face in agony.
He hadn't expected this boy to injure him—let alone feel his vitality and spiritual power draining away.
"You're courting death!"
Furious, the demon raised a massive fist and swung at Lin Ze.
No one noticed Lin Ze subtly absorbing some of the surrounding lust.
Just as he prepared to retaliate, a woman wearing a white hood appeared before him.
"Get out."
The single command burst forth like thunder.
A suffocating pressure emanated from her.
"E-Eighth level!"
The demon's face twisted in terror.
He fled with his two comrades, scrambling out of the crowd.
Unseen by all, three pink, transparent threads of illusion quietly slipped into their bodies as they ran.
Back at the Demon Emperor Palace, Sidi watched the scene unfold and laughed softly: "So you're one to hold grudges? Fine. You can deal with those three yourself."
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After the demons had fled, before Lin Ze and Xiao Yun could even thank their savior, the mysterious white-hooded figure turned and said coldly:
"Her Highness has resolved the matter."
A young woman in a white dress and veil, about five or six years older than Lin Ze, stepped forward. She was graceful and imposing.
With a wave of her hand, she said, "You may go."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The girl's voice was calm, but carried a commanding weight that brooked no refusal.
As her order fell, the white-hooded figure vanished before them.
"Give me your hand," the veiled young woman said to Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun glanced at Lin Ze, then softly declined, "Thank you, but I'll be alright."
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