The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn-Chapter 123: Please

Lu Ye stared at the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor, noticing how he was indeed parasitizing like a madman—and couldn’t help but nod slightly.

Yes, that’s right. That’s a good boy.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor was parasitizing at high speed, absorbing blood essence along the way. His injuries were recovering. His strength was coming back.

Finally, he returned to full power.

Every bit of cultivation generated by his countless parasites—he quietly siphoned off a portion.

Even if that portion was small.

But rivers gather to form seas. Grains of sand pile up to make a tower. As long as he parasitized more, and more, and even more—

Then within the Nine Heavens, he would be the fastest-cultivating demon of them all!

Lu Ye!

Lu Ye!!!

You just wait! You're dead, hahahaha—

Lu Ye arrived.

When the dark silhouette appeared overhead, right above the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor’s head—

The twisted grin on the Demon Emperor’s face froze on the spot.

No—wait—you... didn’t you leave?!

Bang!

The Demon Emperor’s body was blasted away—another kick slammed into his chest.

Boom!

A towering mountain peak shattered as he smashed into it.

Lu Ye’s figure stuck to him like a shadow, throwing punch after punch, kick after kick.

Honestly, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor should have felt honored—he was the very first one to ever take this many blows from Lu Ye and still not die... demon or not.

After giving him another brutal beating, Lu Ye said nothing—and vanished again.

The Vermilion Bird was utterly lost.

She really didn’t understand what was happening anymore. What was Lu Ye doing?

Given Lu Ye’s nature—especially when he was so overwhelmingly stronger than the Demon Emperor—it was already unbelievable that the Demon Emperor had managed to escape the Great Wilderness alive.

And yet, Lu Ye had now beaten him into a pulp twice and still hadn’t killed him?

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor was livid—absolutely enraged.

Fine! FINE! You won’t even kill me?!

The mark on his body had been worn down to an incredibly faint trace. Once it was fully erased, he would give Lu Ye a lesson he’d never forget.

First—recover strength!

The Demon Emperor rampaged through the Demon Realm. There were still loose gods and tribulation-stage demon beasts who hadn’t gone to the Great Wilderness. But not a single one dared to approach Lu Ye.

What kind of joke was that? He beat the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor into a half-retarded mess. Who’d want to go get beat up too?

And yet, one loose-god-level demon beast still didn’t believe it. The third time the Demon Emperor got smashed, this guy charged at Lu Ye.

“How dare a mere human act so arrogantly in the Demon Realm! Die!”

A sky-covering demon claw came crashing down.

It was reduced to a mist of blood by one punch from Lu Ye’s Celestial Lord Fist.

After that, the demon powerhouses trembled even more.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor really was strong. Even a loose-god demon beast got one-shotted by this terrifying human, but the Demon Emperor had actually withstood so many attacks.

Once again leaving behind the mangled, nearly ground-into-pulp body of the Demon Emperor, Lu Ye’s figure vanished.

Almost there.

Just a little more...

The Demon Emperor endured excruciating pain—but really, he didn’t even know: this pain was nothing.

Lu Ye hadn’t even used his Primordial Morning Mist yet.

At last, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor erased the final trace of the mark.

“Hahahaha—Lu Ye! LU YE! I’M FREE! HAHAHAHAHA!”

He shifted positions, confirmed that Lu Ye could no longer find him—and let out a sky-shaking laugh.

“I’m going to ascend! I’M ASCENDING! Lu Ye, when I reach the Second Heaven—”

Lu Ye wiped his eyes... and appeared before him again.

He just stood there, staring.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor...

What’s wrong? Why aren’t you laughing? Are you not happy anymore?

“Why can you still find me?! I clearly erased the mark!” the Demon Emperor’s voice quivered on the edge of collapse.

Lu Ye finally opened his mouth.

“Your laugh was too loud. It irritated my eyes.”

The Demon Emperor opened his mouth to respond—but Lu Ye had already stepped forward.

BOOM!

Another merciless round of abuse began. The group of demon beasts watching from afar were absolutely horrified—hair standing on end, scalp going numb.

Ready to keep going? Things are escalating beautifully.

This human... was simply too cruel.

After yet another vicious beating, Lu Ye’s figure drifted away with a casual, effortless grace.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura had all but collapsed.

Fine. Hit me. This is the last time, right?

Next time... he just wouldn’t laugh so loudly. That’s all.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor was exhausted.

He lay on the ground, not even bothering to parasitize anything or absorb blood essence right away.

Lu Ye appeared again.

The Demon Emperor: ???

A wisp of extremely faint white mist floated toward his body.

“AAAAAAHHHH—!”

A moment later, an unbearably shrill scream tore from the Demon Emperor’s mouth. Just hearing it made the blood run cold. He screamed so violently that his mouth split open from the force.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor rolled on the ground, convulsing. The agony made him faint—then jolted him back awake.

Pain!

Too much pain!

Lu Ye smiled faintly—then remembered that this little trick was something Yue Hongling had once used on him.

His figure vanished.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor screamed for a full quarter-hour before finally clawing his way back from the edge.

He looked like a dying fish gasping for air.

Breathing heavily. Shaking with lingering terror.

He would rather die—truly die—than endure that kind of pain again.

The Demon Emperor began healing. He had to recover quickly—leave as fast as possible—and hide.

When he was finally healed—

And convinced he had hidden himself very well—

Lu Ye’s figure appeared right on cue.

“What do you want?!”

“Hey, what do you want?!” the Demon Emperor howled, red-eyed, totally hysterical.

Lu Ye bared his teeth in a wide grin.

He believed the Demon Emperor would come to understand... in time.

Boom!

Another savage beating.

But now the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor wasn’t just afraid of getting beaten.

What truly terrified him... was that white mist.

What does he want?!

The Vermilion Bird was starting to panic.

The Demon Emperor was parasitizing demons left and right. At this rate, every living being in the Demon Realm would end up infected.

This wasn’t like Lu Ye.

He killed enemies, yes—but he rarely tortured them. He always believed that in the end, they were all just fellow seekers of the Dao.

But this... this was different. Something felt very [N O V E L I G H T] wrong.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor was in total despair.

He had clearly erased the mark—so how was Lu Ye still finding him?

Why did he keep beating him?

He had made up his mind. If Lu Ye hit him one more time, he would abandon this body completely.

Recover.

Recover again.

Once he finished healing, the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor waited.

When Lu Ye’s figure appeared again, the Demon Emperor burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha! HAHAHAHAHA—!”

And in that mad laughter, he self-detonated on the spot.

He was done. He was tired. He quit.

Lu Ye raised an eyebrow and closed his eyes.

By the time the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor reincarnated again, taking over the body of a tribulation-stage demon, he hadn’t even caught his breath—

Lu Ye reappeared.

The Demon Emperor: ...

“What the hell do you want?! What are you trying to do?! Just say it! Tell me! I’ll listen to you! I beg you—don’t hit me again!”

He broke down crying.

Kneeling before Lu Ye.

I’m begging you... please... don’t hit me again...

I really was wrong...

What greeted him—

Was Lu Ye’s fist.