The Way of the Sword (BL)

Chapter 50: The Demon Lord becomes a Little Secretary (2)

The Demon Lord saw Zemin Yan's warm brown eyes fill with tears, he realized that he had gone a little too far with his jokes, which left the anguished child and nervous.

"I'm kidding, you can just call me Tai because it would be very strange if you were too formal with me," said Wang Tai-Yang taking the child in his arms, he thought this child was a little too thin, he should give food for this little person?

"What do you mean weird? The senior is the Demon Lord, there is nothing wrong with being respectful! "Said Zemin Yan even more anguished, he wanted to get away from the powerful cultivator, but he was weak, besides he didn't want to infuriate this person, after all, it's just a little hug. 

"If you keep being formal, people will think it's strange that you treat a fellow disciple who is almost your age this way," said the Demon Lord in a funny voice. 

"What is the senior saying?" Zemin Yan looked very confused. Did the poison erode this Demon Lord's brain ?!

"Right now I have nothing else to do but have no way I can repay this big debt to you! So, I'll be your helper for a while, until I get an item of equal value or do a service of equal value to you! "Said the very excited Demon Lord, he looked more like he was having fun and looked nothing serious about his words.

However, the impact was no less for Zemin Yan, he froze when he heard that phrase, it was as if there was a lightning that broke the sky and everything seemed to be dark around him. Even the Demon Lord was a little surprised by his words, but he thought it was really reasonable to pay this child truthfully, it wasn't as if his life would be at risk from accompanying this little one. 

"It's decided!" Wang Tai-Yang spoke without leaving room for Zemin Yan to deny, so with the flicker of light, the originally tall and strong body became small and young. The Demon Lord had returned to his youthful appearance when he was small and thin, his skin had also become softer and his hands even more delicate.

Wang Tai-Yang still wore a fox mask, his clothes were changed to simpler clothes, but of high-quality white fabric, his red hair was still big but now it was tied with a gold ribbon and rested on his left shoulder. 

Zemin Yan looked strangely at the teenager in front of him, he was at least one meter and seventy centimeters tall, but the powerful aura became delicate and ethereal, giving people a comfortable feeling, especially when the sleeves of his clothes were so long and wide, that when the breeze passed the clothes would move with the flow.

"Now, you can only call me Tai-Yang!" Said the Demon Lord very pleased, if there was a tail in that person, one could see him wiggling in excitement.

Zemin Yan sighed and wept in his heart, but being quite practical, as long as the Demon Lord doesn't overdo it or do something crazy, he could only accept this situation! Well, there was nothing he could do to stop a powerful cultivator!

"Okay, but you can't do anything that hurts me and my friends, so try not to get too much attention, I don't like being in the spotlight!" Said Zemin Yan pouting and pouting.

"I see," Tai-Yang said, taking advantage of Zemin Yan's distraction, kissing his cheek. The child's reaction was very cute and he looked as if he had been harmed, which made him want to play with this little person a little more.

"You can't do that!" Zemin Yan said angrily. It was very strange to be kissed like that, not that there was any trace of shyness or other thoughts, he's still a 10-year-old, but he didn't want to be treated like Quian Dalai when Yun San took advantage to squeeze his friend's cheeks!

"I'll do my best!" Tai-Yang said suppressing the laugh, he now had the delicate look of a 16-year-old, which made him even cuter when trying to contain himself, but once again the charm is wasted Because Zemin Yan didn't care much about the Demon Lord, in fact, he wanted this powerful person to get lost away from him!

So, in this way, the Demon Lord came to accompany little Yan on his journey to ascension. At first, when Tai-Yang suspended power that froze time and space, Zemin Yan was curious how Tai-Yang would deceive everyone, but it didn't seem like a difficult thing for this person.

"Little Yan, once a cultivator reaches a certain level nothing is difficult!" Said Tai-Yang in a mental conversation. He then said that he could easily brainwash people who had cultivation under the True Deity realm. Growers above that cultivation realm or the same level of cultivation as the Demon Lord felt the changes, thus breaking the brainwashing easily. 

So it had been easy to fabricate a story in the minds of everyone who has ever come in contact with Zemin Yan since most of these people were below True Deity. On one hand, Zemi Yan was relieved and on the other hand, he wanted it to go wrong for the Demon Lord to have to leave!

"Little Brother Junior Wang, where is your wooden sword?" Asked Hong Yu, when everyone got out of the carriages and the novice disciples gathered in a corner, they would soon be guided into the Underworld Arena, which was very interesting that the entrance was in a beautiful three-story building where there were many beautiful women and men who wore very little charming and flashy make-up. 

Tai-Yang had forgotten this detail, he even thought it was strange that all the new disciples of the great Celestial Sword sect were carrying simple wooden swords. 

"Was the Celestial Sword sect short of money?" He had thought moments ago, but of course, he dismissed those thoughts. How could the first great sect of the domain be human without money?

"Senior Hong, you told me that my sword was wrong and would give me another to match my fighting style" Tai-Yang's voice was neither fast nor slow, but it had a strange rhythm that could easily reverse heaven and earth, yes, he was using his Master Speaker power to manipulate Hong Yu!

"Oh, I'm so sorry, junior brother Wang, I had almost forgotten about that," said Hong Yu as if he had just remembered something, thus removing from his ring a Yan Ling Dao-style wooden sword, also known as the Swallow Sword, which is a thin, heavy and long sword, the hilt is also long and there is a slight curvature at the end of the blade. Even though it is a wooden sword the beautiful presence of the sword was not omitted. 

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