The sinister and terrifying Blood Palace resounded with the friction of bones, creaking and cracking as if performing a symphony in Hell.
Hearing Lord Demon King's summoning, the Little Demon Mi Xi flew from afar, folded her wings, and respectfully prostrated herself on the ground.
"Respected Lord Demon King, may I ask if you have any instructions?"
If previously Mi Xi had only felt fear and respect for the Demon King, now she was utterly adoring him.
The Blood Ritual of the Blood Palace no longer startled her soul.
Because there was no need for that anymore.
Like the original adventurers in the little black room, she no longer contributed faith values in shock, but instead offered her tributes automatically every day.
Simply put, her soul had been branded with the mark of the Demon King.
Although Luo Yan had no recollection of having intensively PUA-ed her, the entire process seemed to have been completed without his knowing.
