Please, I Really Don’t Want To Fall In Love With The Demon Lord

"The candidates proposed by this palace are all listed in this jade slip. Great Elder, who do you think is more suitable?"

Luo Huangjin stretched out his hand, and a jade slip floated down in front of Chen Yu.

Chen Yu picked up the jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness.

"Zhang Xun, a closed disciple of the Lord of the Prison Peak, is at the seventh level of Yuanfu Realm and has already mastered the Purgatory Sword Technique."

Seeing the first name on the jade slip, Chen Yu looked at Luo Huangjin and said rigorously,

"Palace Master, as far as I know, the most outstanding disciple of the demonic sect next to me is only the seventh level of Yuanfu Realm. This Xunxun cultivation level is passable, but he has no city palace, is irritable, and can easily be framed by others. If he takes the lead, It may put the disciples in the palace into danger."

"Well, then this Xunbin is excluded. Great Elder, please continue reading."

Luo Huangjin nodded lightly.

"Ask the senior brother of Jianfeng, Yang Kui. He is at the eighth level of Yuanfu Realm and has mastered the Four Seasons Sword Intent of Xiaocheng. Palace Master, Yang Kui's cultivation may be considered top-notch among all his direct disciples, but this son He acts too arrogantly and domineering, does not know how to be restrained, and bullies his fellow disciples. If the command is given to him, he may not be able to convince the public."

Chen Yudao.

Yang Kui bullied his fellow disciples. Almost all the disciples in the palace knew that if the master of Wenjian Peak had not insisted on protecting him, he might have been imprisoned in the prison peak of Xingjing Peak.

Luo Huangjin said nothing, but motioned for Chen Yu to continue reading.

"Guan Qingquan, the son of the master of the Library Pavilion, is only at the fifth level of the Yuanfu Realm. However, he has mastered a high-grade heaven-level technique and his strength is quite reasonable. However, this son is good at guessing human nature, and in order to achieve his goal, There is absolutely no problem if he does not hesitate to protect himself, but if he is allowed to take charge of commanding the disciples in the palace, I am afraid. Before the other demon sects can deal with us in Youhuan Palace, our disciples in Youhuan Palace will be defeated by this man. Overturned!"

Hearing this, Luo Huangjin's beautiful eyes frowned slightly, but she didn't expect that the first three candidates were not suitable.

"Great Elder, I have found many candidates, please take a look!"

She still didn't believe that in the huge Youhuan Palace, there were thousands of disciples, but there was no one who could find the most suitable candidate.

Chen Yu nodded, his consciousness still fell on the jade slip and swept downwards.

"The chief disciple of Elder Qian of Spiritual Medicine Peak, Han Wang, is a fifth-grade alchemist. His cultivation is only at the fourth level of Yuanfu Realm. He has a gentle temperament and has never had any conflicts with others. He is a auxiliary talent, but he is not suitable... …”

"Beast Control Peak..."

"Purple Cloud Peak..."

"..."

After Chen Yu reviewed all the candidates on the jade slips, she looked at Luo Huangjin and asked,

"Palace Master, these disciples are not suitable. Are there any better candidates?"

Luo Huangjin shook his head and said,

"These are all the best disciples from each peak. I can't think of any more suitable candidates for the time being. If it doesn't work out, I can only settle for the next best thing."

"..."

As soon as Luo Huangjin finished speaking, Chen Yu sighed and was about to agree when suddenly her eyes fell on Gu Tiange, who was listening quietly next to her. Her eyes suddenly burst into bright light. She looked at Luo Huangjin and said with a smile,

"Palace Master, I do have a more suitable candidate here."

"oh?"

Luo Huangjin's beautiful eyes rolled around and she said,

"Great Elder, I wonder which peak the person you are talking about is a disciple of?"

"I'm not a disciple of either peak. If I have to tell you, this person is from Miaoyin Peak!"

Chen Yu smiled.

Luo Huangjin was stunned for a moment, then he thought of the candidate Chen Yu mentioned, and turned to look at Gu Tiange, his eyes burning.

Wonderful Sound Peak?

Miaoyin Peak actually has such a talent!

Gu Tiange became interested.

He would like to hear which disciple of Miaoyin Peak is so favored by the Great Elder.

But when he felt the female devil's gaze coming towards him, and Chen Yu just looked at him gently without speaking,

He reacted suddenly,

The more suitable candidate wouldn't be me, right?

"Me... me?"

Gu Tiange pointed at himself, in disbelief.

Chen Yu looked soft, nodded and said,

"Yes, Son of God, it's you!"

Saying,

Chen Yu looked at Luo Huangjin and said with great surprise,

"I just noticed that the Son of God is already at the fifth level of the Yuanfu Realm. Although he may not be as good as the top disciples of other demonic sects, I believe that the Son of God's talent is enough to make up for this negligible gap. Erase it, and the most important thing is that the Son of God has a very good character, far superior to other disciples in the palace. If this battle of hundreds of sects can be directed by the Son of God, I believe it will achieve good results."

Luo Huangjin felt very happy when he heard Chen Yu's praise. He couldn't help but nod his head and said,

"What the Great Elder said is absolutely true. The Son of God is indeed very suitable, but it still depends on the wishes of the Son of God."

Speaking of this, Luo Huangjin looked at Gu Tiange, his tone was extremely gentle,

"You have to think carefully whether you are willing to lead the disciples in the palace to participate in this Hundred Sects War. If you agree, it will probably take at least a month. Within this month, you will not be able to practice in seclusion!"

Luo Huangjin blinked at Gu Tiange as he spoke.

Could it be that the female devil wanted her to refuse?

Gu Tiange speculated on the implication of Luo Huangjin's words.

It will take at least more than a month to go to Baizongzhan.

Doesn't that mean I won't be able to see the female devil for a month?

The devil certainly didn't want this, so she wanted to refuse.

But why should he refuse?

Stay alone with the female devil again,

His Taoist heart will probably turn into a pile of ruins sooner or later.

Why not take this opportunity?

Strengthen the cement.

If your heart is as clear as ice, you will not be surprised when the sky falls.

He decided to decide this Hundred Sects War.

"Son of God, you should never practice behind closed doors during your cultivation..."

Before Chen Yu could finish speaking,

Gu Tiange was very happy and agreed immediately.

"I do."

"Okay, okay, now that the Son of God has agreed, I am completely relieved!"

Chen Yu was overjoyed, stood up and said,

"Palace Master, I will go and inform the peak masters and elders who are still waiting for news about this candidate, so I will take the first step!"

"Um."

Luo Huangjin nodded lightly.

…

Chen Yu left quickly, and as soon as he reached the entrance of the palace, he ran into Bao Qin who was full of expectations.

Baoqin looked at Chen Yu and said with excitement,

"Great Elder, how are you? Has the Palace Master forgive me?"

When Chen Yu heard this, she remembered that she had promised Qin'er that this girl would intercede for her, but she forgot about it because of business matters. She reached out and touched Qin'er's head and said,

"I forgot, I will plead with you next time."

"Better, thank you, Great Elder. Great Elder treats Qin'er the best, huh?!"

Halfway through her thanks, Baoqin was stunned. She turned her head blankly to look at Chen Yu, who had drifted away. After a while, she puffed up her cheeks and muttered angrily,

"The great elder, this liar, promised to plead for Qin'er!"

"Qin'er is so cute, how can the great elder bear it?"

"... Wuwuwu, Qin'er really wants to see what the palace master did with the Son of God in the palace!"

Baoqin squatted on the side of the hall, hugging his small body, feeling pitiful and helpless.