The Departure

"You can do it!" Xu Xian said firmly.

"Can I really?" Chi Ji's eyes were full of anticipation, but she felt a bit uncertain.

Xu Xian nudged Huang Xiao's calf with his foot.

Huang Xiao hurriedly added, "Yes, you can."

Chi Ji hesitated.

To disguise herself as the Demon Son and deceive the demon gods, including her own father, it was impossible not to feel any psychological pressure.

But this was a favor for Bai Mang, and she had no reason to refuse. Moreover, she believed that Bai Mang would never lie to her.

Now that Huang Xiao had spoken, it was as if he had been dragged into the same boat. She felt she had nothing left to worry about.

She looked at Bai Mang with deep affection and nodded seriously.

"Alright!"

Xu Xian smiled with relief.

However, Huang Xiao seemed even happier than Xu Xian.

His father had once told him that to judge whether someone's relationship with you was solid, you first had to see if you were in the same boat.

Secondly, you had to see if you shared an unspeakable secret.

He felt that he had achieved that now.

His relationship with Bai Mang might not be incredibly tight, but they were definitely on the same side. Furthermore, he yearned to be part of Bai Mang's circle.

Although they had some small conflicts in the past, those were long gone, and he had forgotten them.

Huang Xiao was arrogant and a Demon Son, but he possessed great self-awareness. He knew that with his own talent, he would never be able to rule as a king in this lifetime.

However, he felt that following behind someone else to rule was still an option.

Sometimes, choice was more important than talent, and talent was more important than effort.

Following the right person was crucial.

With Chi Ji's nod, the plan was officially finalized. Jin Qing also made a deliberate trip to the Nether Capital to convene a meeting of the demon gods.

She allowed the heavenly demon race to select a batch of primordial demon script for the Demon Son to translate on their behalf.

The demon gods were pleased.

After spending so much money and effort, they were finally seeing some returns.

As for the heavenly demon race, they were even happier because they would finally get a share of the benefits this time.

Invisibly, they had also become the Demon Son's most loyal supporters.

Jin Qing was very gratified by this. She believed that once the first batch of primordial demon arts was delivered to the heavenly demon race, these people would surely hold the Demon Son, Bai Mang, in the highest regard.

The fervor remained unchanged.

Thus, Bai Mang's position as the Demon Son was secured, and her series of reform plans would proceed more smoothly.

In the Nether Pool, Xu Xian put in a lot of effort to teach Chi Ji the mimicry divine ability.

However, without the support of the Pupil of Insight or Xu Xian's level of comprehension, Chi Ji's progress was extremely slow.

It was like a snail crawling.

Clearly, talent was not something everyone possessed.

Xu Xian did not have that much time to waste with her, so he simply let her learn slowly while he used the Pupil of Insight to change her outward appearance for her.

During this time, Xu Xian also attempted to practice the Delusion technique of the Nether Tortoise. Although he did not master it, he applied some of his insights to the disguise.

He had created a double layer of protection.

To ensure nothing went wrong, Xu Xian even lent the Immortal King's Cloak to Chi Ji.

This way, as long as someone did not conduct a deliberate search, there was basically no risk of exposure.

Xu Xian brought Jin Qing over, and even she did not notice anything.

Xu Xian still felt it was not secure enough, so he conducted an experiment on Jin Yu.

Jin Yu did not know the truth, so the experiment was more realistic.

The effect was obvious; Jin Yu did not notice any abnormality.

Originally, Xu Xian intended to tell Jin Yu, but Jin Qing refused.

Jin Qing said that with Jin Yu's personality, she could not keep a secret.

Xu Xian thought this was for the best. Since Jin Yu did not know the truth, her reactions would be more genuine. To some extent, it was more persuasive and could better deceive the other demon gods.

Time flew by.

A month later, Xu Xian handed over all one hundred translated volumes of primordial demon arts to Chi Ji.

He repeatedly instructed her to release only one volume per month.

Chi Ji took the hundred translated volumes, but her mood was not high. She lowered her eyes, silently calculating in her mind.

Suddenly, she looked up and asked a question out of nowhere.

"Will you be gone for that long?"

Her voice was very small, as quiet as a mosquito's hum. Xu Xian did not hear her clearly and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"I said, are you going to be gone for that long?"

Xu Xian was momentarily stunned. What did she mean by how long? He had not said how long he would be gone.

However, when his peripheral vision caught the thick, high stack of primordial demon arts on the table, he understood.

It turned out her answer was based on a calculation of time using those hundred volumes.

He could not help but smile and teased, "What are you thinking? I just happened to translate a few extra. I never said I would only come back after you used them all."

Chi Ji felt a surge of joy, but she still asked calmly, "Then how long will you be gone?"

Xu Xian hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting away as he spoke vaguely, "Well... it is hard to say. A few months, a year, or perhaps a bit longer..."

Chi Ji gazed at him.

Xu Xian ended the topic abruptly.

He said he would return as soon as he finished his work.

Chi Ji did not press further. She only told Bai Mang to focus on his tasks and that she would handle everything here.

Xu Xian was very gratified.

She was quite sensible!

However, what he said was indeed a lie, though he was thinking that perhaps he could find time to return occasionally.

In any case, flying was very fast.

Now that he had the Bixu Mirror, he could even perform thousand-mile shifts. Once he mastered it, traveling from the Demon Abyss to the Wendao Sword Sect would only take a day.

Before leaving, Xu Xian specifically found Huang Xiao and asked him.

"Huang, do you remember everything I told you?"

Huang Xiao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I remember it all."

Xu Xian was not at ease and asked him to repeat it, "Why don't you repeat it for me?"

Huang Xiao recounted truthfully, "During festivals and holidays, I will return to the Nether Capital and host gatherings in the name of the Demon Son."

"Mhm, and what else?"

"The gathering is not the goal. The goal is to collect gifts."

"Collect what?"

"Immortal plants and immortal ores," Huang Xiao said.

Xu Xian corrected him, "No."

"Huh?"

Xu Xian's tone grew heavier, "As long as it is good and valuable, we want it all!"

"Understood!"

Xu Xian patted Huang Xiao's shoulder. "In the Demon Abyss, there are not many people I trust, but you are one of them. You should know what to do, right?"

Huang Xiao thumped his chest hard and said resonantly, "I will absolutely not let down your trust."

"Work hard!"

......

With everything settled, Xu Xian did not wait for Jin Qing. He activated his stealth divine ability and left without saying goodbye.

When he left, he did not forget to take a Demon God Command to prevent the Nether Gate from being opened.

On the way out, Xu Xian was deeply moved. He had been in the Demon Abyss for nearly a year, and the harvest had been bountiful.

Counting them carefully, there was the third floor of the Sword Tower, the Bixu Mirror, the stone stele, the Nether Tortoise, and the empty title of Demon Son...

Leaving this time, he did not know when he would return.

Seeing his master's furrowed brows and heavy expression, the little book spirit asked, "What is it, Master? Are you reluctant to leave?"

Xu Xian feigned ignorance. "Reluctant to leave what?"

The little book spirit spoke like an old man, "Naturally, you cannot bear to leave behind your kingdom and your beauties!"