No wonder this Celestial Revenge Demon Emperor always travels alone, no friends, no disciples. It's because she's too perverse.
Lin Jing took a deep breath. It's not that she doesn't have disciples, but rather that she secretly trains them, only to eventually kill them herself. What a twisted hobby.
The opponent's eight Celestial Demon arms actually came from her direct disciples? Lin Jing always thought she cultivated them herself. Clearly, he's completely failed to mimic the essence of the Demon Sect's powerhouses.
"Okay..."
However, at this moment, as long as he can buy time, Lin Jing will agree. A thousand years is long enough to change many things, and essentially not different from the deal he originally intended to make.
"Good disciple." The Celestial Revenge Demon Emperor smiled and said, "When you disguised yourself as my successor using demon yam, I took an interest in you. However, many people wanted to kill you, so I couldn't take pleasure in it."
