Chapter 637: I’m Going to Kill You!

Monro’s sudden action shocked everyone, including Su Che. Though he had long guessed that this quiet guy was no ordinary person, he never expected him to step forward at such a critical moment to question theDemon King’s identity.
“Idiot! If you want to die, don’t drag us down with you!”
Lin Jiu immediately sent a message to Monro, fearing that he might anger theDemon King, who might then crush them all with an invisible hammer.
Monro ignored him completely, still staring at the platform and speaking firmly to theDemon King atop it, “I can see your true form. Though you are the Golden WingedDemon King, you only stand there—unable to truly sit on that throne of power. Am I right?”
On the platform, the murky shadow acted as a barrier to divine senses. Even from a distance of a hundred zhang, Su Che and the others could not penetrate it and thus couldn’t see whether theDemon King was sitting on the throne.
Clearly, Monro possessed some ability that allowed him to see theDemon King’s true form and his movements clearly behind that shadow. But…
“But whether the OriginDemon King stands or sits is his freedom. Is that enough to question his identity?”
Su Che thought to himself, “Besides, even if he isn’t the supreme ruler of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, so what? He’s still a Golden WingedDemon King, equivalent to a Great Luo Golden Immortal in the immortal realm, with terrifying power to kill people like us at will. If he says he’ll kill you, doesn’t that suffice?”
Lian Yi, You Lin, and the others shared similar thoughts, finding Monro’s strange behavior hard to understand.
Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Monro’s reckless act didn’t provoke theDemon King’s furious wrath. There was no reaction from the platform for a long time. Monro still had his dull expression, but then he quietly sent a message to Su Che, “Don’t worry. He was just bluffing earlier. He won’t kill any of us until he’s sure of the facts.”
Is that so?
Su Che murmured in response, wanting to ask, “How can you be sure of this?” but held back such a foolish question. Everyone has their own privacy or secrets. If they don’t reveal them, it’s best not to ask too much.
Boom!
The huge shadow on the platform suddenly disappeared, and soon after, a massive figure crashed down before Su Che and Monro.
A demon over ten zhang tall—the Golden WingedDemon King!

This guy also stood in a human-like posture. His appearance wasn’t ugly; rather, he could be described as a strange creature that combined strength, dignity, and an enigmatic beauty. His body was covered in crystal-clear, gem-blue scales that shimmered with a faint light, each scale seemingly bearing a uniquely shaped character formed naturally.

Su Che didn’t recognize any of these characters, which was precisely what gave him an aura of mystery.

Behind him, every bone and vein of his giant fleshy wings was golden, exuding a sense of splendor, nobility, and majesty.

Overall, although it was obvious at first glance that it was a demon, it could only be described as “stunningly beautiful.”

Huhuhu…

A deep roar vibrated from the Golden Winged Demon King’s throat, as if it might attack Su Che and the others at any moment. It bent down, lowering its head until its face was almost touching theirs. Its deep blue eyes lingered on Su Che and Monro for a long time, and a strange aura washed over their faces.

Finally, it asked Monro, “Is this the true form you saw just now?”

When speaking, its voice had completely changed—no longer that deep, oppressive roar, but instead a clear, metallic tone, as crystal-clear and precious as its gem-blue scales.

Although no gender indicators could be seen on the surface, for some reason, just from its voice, Su Che felt that this guy was female—a female Golden Winged Demon King.

Faced with its close interrogation, Monro maintained his unchanging, stoic expression. He nodded and replied, “That’s right.”

The Golden Winged Demon King blinked its gem-like eyes and stared into Monro’s, saying, “Similarly, I can see your true nature. You’re not human but a very special creature. It’s just that you’re wearing a human skin.”

Monro nodded indifferently. “I never said I was human.”

“I’ll kill you!” The Golden Winged Demon King’s tone suddenly changed, becoming much sharper, like that of a capricious and spoiled princess.

“Whatever.”

Monro remained as stiff and expressionless as a wooden statue.

The Golden Winged Demon King was slightly stunned. It seemed unable to come up with a good response to his indifference. So, with a swish, it turned its head and asked Su Che, “Is he made of wood?”

“I’m not sure,” Su Che replied, shaking his head. “I know nothing about him. In fact, I didn’t even know he was wearing a human skin.”

The Golden-Winged Demon King seemed to smile slightly before asking again, “Are you really that person?”
“I suppose so.”
This time, Su Che nodded and replied, “For the person you’re expecting, you must have some standard or basis to confirm it, right?”
What Su Che meant was that it should be up to them to judge whether he was that person or not, rather than expecting him to produce some evidence.
“I’m going to kill you!”
Unexpectedly, the Golden-Winged Demon King said the same words to Su Che once more.
Su Che frowned slightly, thinking to himself: Has this guy lost his mind? Or perhaps the more powerful the Origin Demons are, the less they can be measured by ordinary logic?
Seeing that Su Che’s expression didn’t change much, the Golden-Winged Demon King asked again, “I’m going to kill you. Aren’t you afraid?”
“Is this your first time seeing humans? Do you treat us as toys? May I ask, is your master here?”
Su Che asked this because he suddenly had the feeling that although this Golden-Winged Demon King was terrifyingly powerful, its mind wasn’t very mature—like a mischievous, quirky, and even willful little girl among humans, what people often call a little witch.
There was nothing to talk to such a person about. It would be best to call its parents here before discussing serious matters…
“Bold of you. Do you really think I can’t kill you?”
Swish! A huge blue claw appeared in front of Su Che, seemingly ready to crush this weak human into pieces in the next instant…
Just then, the appearance of another demon confirmed Su Che’s earlier judgment was correct.
“Princess, the Demon King ordered me to bring them over.”
A demon with entirely crimson skin and silver-glowing wings on its back walked in from outside the palace. It was clearly a Silver-Winged Demon, and its majestic presence naturally made one think of roles like “chief palace guard” or “great general of the demons.”
“So it’s indeed a willful princess, a demon princess…”
Su Che and the others suddenly realized that they should have met the Demon King first upon arriving here, but instead, this demon princess had taken the lead and captured them.
Just as Su Che had guessed, this demon princess, who had grown up in the battlefield between immortals and demons, had never seen humans from the outside world. Out of curiosity, she wanted to scare them into utter terror and force them to kneel and beg for mercy…
To her, this was just a little game of a cat playing with mice.

By normal standards of etiquette, this is a highly rude act, but after all, they all originate from the demon race—human etiquette standards certainly don’t apply here and won’t work.
“I knew you’d show up to ruin things!” the demon princess muttered at the silver-winged demon.
The silver-winged demon laughed loudly but said nothing more. In fact, it had already hidden outside the palace, only wanting to let the princess have some fun for a while before stepping in to stop her at the critical moment.
“I’ll go with them.”
The demon princess’s massive figure suddenly shrank, becoming about as tall as a normal human in the blink of an eye. Then, like a lynx, she stepped forward with light steps…
However, after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back and shouted at Su Che, “Come with me, silly human!”
With nothing left to say, Su Che and Monro could only follow closely behind her at a fast pace. Behind them, Lian Yi and the others, still shaken, followed with strange expressions on their faces.
A true immortal and a celestial demon-sealer, once they entered the battlefield between immortals and demons, not only became defenseless lambs ready to be slaughtered but also turned into toys in the eyes of a female demon, being thoroughly toyed with by her.
Such humiliation is truly indescribable.
Especially Lin Jiu—at this moment, his heart was filled with a roaring voice: “Tian Yu, it’s all because of you that I have to suffer such humiliation. Wait for me; once I get the chance, I’ll reduce you to ashes… No! I can’t let you die too easily; I can’t be so merciful to you…”
Although Lin Jiu had always despised weak mortals like Su Che in his thoughts, deep down in his subconscious, he regarded Su Che as an irreconcilable enemy—as if it were fate that he and Su Che shouldn’t exist in the same world; one of them had to die for the other to feel at ease.
On the other hand, Su Che didn’t feel the same way. Deep in his heart, he believed that despite Lin Jiu being a high-ranking immortal, he wasn’t worthy of being called his “enemy”—just an enemy at this stage, a fool.
In terms of cultivation level, Su Che was weaker, but in the few clashes at the soul level, it was Lin Jiu who was weaker. That’s why Lin Jiu instinctively wanted to fight against fate, trying to take away everything Su Che had.

Such a delicate relationship remains unclear even to the two parties involved, Su Che and Lin Jiu, at present. Yet, the silent Monroe sees it all clearly and plainly. At this moment, as Monroe walks side by side with Su Che, he thinks to himself, “Su Che, perform well—please don’t disappoint us!”