Chapter 318

Chapter 318: True Status

You You finally understood why the World became like this. The Nether King spoke truth – they’d brought this upon themselves. Whether the cultivators back then, the Long Clan, or those who stood idly by, all had contributed to pushing the Mortal Realm toward destruction.

"What about Xuan Ling?" You You couldn’t help asking. "Where did she go after casting the seal?"

"How should I know?" The Nether King retorted. "After we jointly performed the Reincarnation ritual, I never saw her again. Rumor says she fought that Demon God punk, but the outcome?" He suddenly sized her up. "Shouldn’t you know better?"

"Me?" You You blinked.

"Yeah! That Demon God brat always loved chaos, thriving on being the world’s greatest troublemaker. Used to pick fights with the Heavenly Dao daily like some hyperactive kid." He kept muttering, "Never understood his twisted logic."

"…" Was this really the supreme ruler of the Demon Realm?

"Though he’s been quiet lately – practically vanished!" He suddenly peered at her. "Xuan Ling’s powers were weird, unexplainable even to herself. But could she really lose to the Demon God? Tell me – what actually happened back then?"

"Should… I know this?" She grew more confused.

"Oh right, you forgot." The Nether King waved dismissively. "Whatever. Don’t you want your true status? I’ll spill it."

You You froze. Even Feng Rong and Yuan Qi shot to their feet.

"You’ll tell me?!"

"You’ve awakened most powers anyway." The Nether King shrugged.

"Wait…" You You’s eyes widened. An ordinary person with inexplicable abilities? This sounded familiar…

"You… don’t mean I’m Xuan Ling?"

"Dream on!" He snorted. "You? Xuan Ling?"

"…Oh." She sighed in relief.

"You’re the Demon God."

You You: "…"

Feng Rong: "…"

Yuan Qi: "…"

Silence gripped the hall.

This had to be a joke!

(╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴

She was the Demon God? After desperately fighting the Demon Realm’s invasions, strengthening the Three Realms… and now this?

You’re the Demon God! Your whole family’s Demon Gods!

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You You retreated into herself. Never in her transmigration journey had anything felt this absurd. She repeated: The Nether King must be wrong. She’s just an ordinary crossover soul, unrelated to any Demon God.

Yet memories surfaced – details she’d ignored. Why had Ming Ye’s Demonic Energy attack dissipated harmlessly against her in the Immortal Realm?

Why did Heaven’s Sacred Mountain’s seal yield to her touch, granting instant access to the Demon Realm?

Why did celestial Pressure and divine might never affect her?

Why did the sword wall outside the Demon Hall match her skills completely?

Why did the Demon King’s seal reject the only demon Gong Xi to cling to her hand instead?

Why didn’t Demonic Energy corrupt her – retreating whenever she willed it?

Even the Yin volume that only Nether King could command…she could use it.

Everything pointed to one truth – she was a supreme deity like Nether King, the Demon God worshipped by all demons!

After working so hard to stop the demon tribes, she turned out to be their ultimate leader!

Damn!

Screw this…

I’m done with this! Goodbye!

Not my problem anymore!

"You You…" Yuan Qi sighed at the girl sulking in the corner, gently comforting her. "Don’t dwell on it. Nether King might be lying."

"What if he’s not?" You You glanced up. "What if I really am the Demon God?"

Yuan Qi crouched beside her, patting her head. "You You will always be You You. Your status changes nothing."

"But Nether King said…" Her voice trembled. "My powers are mostly awakened. When fully awakened, I’ll remember everything and become the real Demon God."

"Then what?" Yuan Qi locked eyes with her. "Would you abandon us? Hurt me, Feng Rong, or our Sect brothers?"

"Never!" She shook her head violently. Remembering didn’t mean losing herself.

"Then…" His smile softened. "You’re still You You. Who you were doesn’t matter."

You You blinked, her tangled thoughts unraveling. Right – it’s just a title and old memories.

She still remembered her first day here, every Sect member, even her previous World. She recalled her birth year, family, friends, school, even that foot-picking high school teacher.

If she truly was the Demon God, she’d still be herself. Why should ancient memories change her?

The weight lifted from her chest. Who cared about titles? She’d always be herself!

To hell with being Demon God!

"Thanks, Yuan Papa!" She wiped her nose, breathing steadily again. "I’m okay now."

"Good." He tenderly brushed her tear tracks. "The injured Disciples woke up. Feng Rong’s stabilizing their souls. Want to check?"

"Yep!" She sprang up, rushing out.

She missed his deepening gaze and murmured vow behind her.

"I’ll let no one harm you. No one."