“Great! A demon king is great! In the future no one will be able to pick on my granddaughter again, hahaha!” As the madam loses herself in hysterical laughter, tears gradually began to flow down those cheeks as she held onto Di Cang’s hand like an elder facing a youngster.

  Towards this, the great demon king was feeling rather uncomfortable, which could be seen in the slight wrinkle in that forehead. He’s never been fond of physical contact with others aside from his wife, but this was his grandmother-in-law… No matter how much he dislikes this, he must endure!

  “Child, good child, from now on forward Yan’er will be in your hands. You mustn’t let others bully or harm her…. This child, she’s suffered enough in this life. It’s all our fault for not being there for her and giving her a stable life….” Wiping the trickle of tear from her eyes, the madam locks onto the fake goddess with a resentful look: “As for Yun Feng’s consent, don’t worry my child. I’m his mother and Yan’er grandmother, I can take charge and give the consent. No one can object to your union!”


  Normally this proclamation would be soul moving in how warming it was, but to Bai Yan’s ear it was very bone rattling and creepy. For one thing, calling Di Cang ‘child’ was wrong in every aspect of the word. Sure, this man has kept up his appearance very well, downright underserving even, but he’s already a thousand-year-old relic!

  “Grandmother, don’t worry, I won’t let anyone hurt my wife again.” Resting his sight on the fake goddess, a dark shadow now hovers above everyone’s head like the light just got overtaken from the sky. “Especially when this fake is using Yan’er’s identity to hurt her!”


  Panic and shaking, the goddess splutters her response: “What do you want to do? This is only my clone so you can’t kill me, and… and I’m the celestial lord’s woman! That’s right, I’m his woman. If you touch me then he won’t let you go!”


  Unfortunately for this fraud though….

  As soon as those words were finished, a godlike laugh stretches over from the far-off horizon. Despite the tone being very clear and light, this voice was like a clapping thunder to the fake, shocking her brains and stiffening that body.

  “How come I didn’t know the Celestial Realm has fallen to a state where a measly little maid can take charge of things?” Standing above the clouds, the man in control of the voice stands ready with his hands behind his back and gazes down at the fake goddess like she’s an insignificant existence that doesn’t register in his eyes.

  Against the third-party interference, Di Cang didn’t take this well at all. Showing a hostile smile, this demon lord confronts the person standing in the air like he’s facing an arch nemesis.

  For Bai Yan who’s stuck in-between these two, she suddenly had the illusion of them breaking out into a fight at any moment if their eyes continued to lock onto each other. But in the end neither of the parties moved, just that their momentum had created an invisible vortex of pressure around the air, causing everyone to feel an ominous suffocation.

  “You…” Popping her eyes out upon recognizing who the newly arrived man was, the fake goddess now completely loses her wits. Shaking all over till it’s noticeable to even the clueless mortals, “Cel… Celes…”


  But the fraud didn’t have the opportunity to cry out the man’s name. Instead, she was practically paralyzed by the death glare she got in the next second.