Chapter 828: Boom!

Chapter 828: Boom!

Lin Nuo discovered that no matter who was involved or the combinations, whenever two or more young ladies gathered, chaos was bound to ensue.

The usually composed and elegant Liu Shuqin had joined the ranks of chatterboxes. This world was going insane.

But does this mean Liu Shuqin was affected, starting to become more vocal, showing a hint of a Demon Practitioner flair?

One could say so.

Great! If that’s the case, she would soon join the ranks of those wreaking havoc on the world, adding another member to the Villain Alliance.

However, in this grand alliance, it was crucial to tackle internal strife first.

Yes, internal strife—those two almost never got along when together, and their bickering could escalate quickly, leading to disaster.

And it wasn’t enough just to bicker; they even started throwing hands.

But it wasn’t your typical scrap—this wasn’t just hair-pulling or slapping; somehow, he got dragged into it too.

Yes, both sides were tugging away like crazy.

Before he knew it, as the two ladies traded barbs, they inadvertently grasped his hands.

From both sides, he could feel the soft and delicate skin of the two young ladies.

Moist and smooth, both were blossoming beauties—the sensation was pretty delightful.

Even better, their chests were pressing in close, offering no fabric as a barrier—he was in genuine skin contact.

But much like roses with thorns, these lovely ladies harbored seething flames of anger.

He could sense those flames quietly spreading throughout the Magic Spring, escalating rapidly, so much so that even he, with his keen senses, couldn’t react in time.

“You’re overthinking it! Even so, you’re not a true Demon Practitioner. You could never compare to our noble and esteemed Master, so don’t think too highly of yourself.”

“Miss Ling, even if you are a true Demon Practitioner, what does it matter? You don’t understand the Daoist way, nor do you grasp the mundane. Someone like Junior Martial Brother, who seeks out an ordinary life, do you think he would only talk about the Demon Path? No! You don’t know—he enjoys engaging in simple things, sweet treats, chatting with the folks from the village. Are you aware of that?”

“I know very well! Back when I was with the Master, I experienced the mundane world firsthand. He is the supreme Demon Ruler and goes to the ordinary world merely to understand the common folk for future domination.”

“You’re wrong! He has a heart for the people.”

“No, you’re mistaken—a mere female practitioner knows nothing!”

The two were arguing across Lin Nuo, and as they yelled, they squeezed closer to him, creating a pincer formation.

The buzzing of their quarrel had his head spinning.

“Hey, you two! Enough already!”

Thinking his authority would be enough to silence them, he tried to intervene.

Yet, it didn’t work; the two girls were too fired up to hear Lin, the great Demon Ruler’s heroics, and just kept bickering.

The more they argued, the more heated it got.

He could even feel the water of the Magic Spring starting to boil.

What the heck is happening?

Is this Magic Spring a giant pot? Are there logs burning underneath boiling us alive?

It was just a tad warm, but it wasn’t a big deal; as a Demon Ruler, he could totally handle this minor heat.

However, this Demon Soul Power…

He sensed strong waves of Demon Soul Power surging from both sides, causing the entire Magic Spring to morph into something like the one atop Ningzhou Peak, bubbling with dense Demon Qi, changing the water’s color to purple.

Wait, what? This feels familiar, like a scene he had encountered before.

Although these two girls could control their Demon Soul Power, he had mentioned that in moments of excitement, it could easily overflow.

The dumb Demon Beasts in the wild weren’t making them mad, but now they were stirred up.

Did those two kill each other’s families? What’s with this animosity?

In an instant, the entire Magic Spring erupted with waves, flowing out uncontrollably.

What was once a normal mountain spring had transformed into a Magic Spring suitable for Demon Practitioners thanks to some Demon Stones.

And these stones had a feature: faced with strong Demon Soul Power, they would run amok and explode.

Damn, felt just like the Spirit Spring from the property!

At this moment, he genuinely felt helpless.

After all, to stop them, he had to intervene, had to use his Demon Soul Power.

But with both of their powers now robust, coupled with his, that would lead to a massive explosion.

But right now, those two didn’t realize the gravity of the situation; they were still locked in their argument, blushing and refusing to back down.

He thought about fleeing, but the two had trapped him, and he couldn’t break free to use his Demon Soul Power.

Alright, no need to escape anymore.

It was already too late.

The water in the Magic Spring began to boil violently, then radiated magical light, growing ever more intense.

It’s happening.

There’s no escaping now.

The Magic Stones lit up like bombs with their fuses ignited, the magical light flashing rapidly, culminating in a thunderous:

Boom!

A furious explosion shook the mountaintop, and the water of the Magic Spring surged upward. Even with the thick trees blocking view, people far away could see the towering geyser.

At the same time, some Demon Practitioners and Demon Beasts in another Magic Spring bath were jolted by the tremor—amid the chaos, some intertwined, creating an almost poetic scene.

What the heck just happened?

An earthquake? A disaster?

Was that explosion coming from over the Demon King’s side?

What’s happened? Did he accidentally cultivate some terrifying Demon Skill while bathing?

What did the spring do to deserve such an explosion?

Or had some top-tier expert shown up, and he threw down with them? Did he just blow up the Magic Spring?

Damn, this is serious.

“What’s happening?!”

The overseers were completely bewildered.

“The King probably used a Demon Skill!”

“Could it be a sect of cultivators came, and the King is fighting them?”

“From the looks of it, it seems like an Immortal has arrived.”

“It could be the Sword Saint! The Sword Saint is here!”

…

Amidst the chatter, word spread rapidly, eventually evolving into epic tales of a hundred thousand divine generals coming to attack Lin Nuo, battling for hundreds of rounds without a clear victor.

…

Meanwhile, back with Lin Nuo.

The Magic Spring was utterly wrecked, but Lin Nuo had activated the magic shield beforehand. While the explosion from the Demon Stones was intense, he still had enough skill; after all, he had re-entered the Demon realm, regaining some of his power.

The magic shield protected the three of them, and Lin Nuo was now holding one girl in each arm, the legendary left and right embrace, albeit in a rather improper state.

“Look at the mess you’ve all created.”

Lin Nuo sighed, pointing at what used to be a beautiful Magic Spring, now decimated, the water evaporated from the explosive heat, with the remaining bits splashing everywhere.

These girls were genuinely dangerous, but thankfully his magic shield was strong enough.