Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 827 - Demon King Xuan Ting

“Really? Just admiring? Why can’t I tell?”

The princess’ lips curved into a haughty arc. Chen Fan’s gaze had seemed intent on piercing through her, yet he was making excuses, claiming to be admiring her.

Chen Fan calmly placed his palm on the back of her hand, drawing a sharp glint to her brow.

How bold—daring to take such liberties.

But Chen Fan appeared unfazed by her piercing look. He said indifferently, “Is this what Your Highness thinks admiration looks like?”

The princess looked into his eyes, her tone slow and deliberate. “You are really bold. Do you even know where you are?”

“Your behavior earlier and intentionally making me stay... Isn’t that to draw aggression toward me? If so, I might as well take the blame to cut my losses.”

Without hesitation, he held her soft hand firmly, a cold smile flashing in his deep eyes.

She had been scheming against him from the beginning. So, he decided to play along to beat her at her own game. He wanted to see what she was plotting.

To his surprise, instead of anger, the princess smiled and asked, “So, you think I’m beautiful?”

Chen Fan paused, caught off guard by her shifting demeanor—haughty one moment, enchanting the next. After a beat, he said, “Of course, Your Highness is extremely beautiful.”

The princess smiled and said, “I have yet to marry. In this massive demon sect, few can match me. You are talented, strong, and from the continent—a perfect match for me. Are you willing to stay in the Xuan Ting Demon Sect for me?”

“You flatter me.” Chen Fan shook and withdrew his hand hurriedly, unsure of her true intentions. He said, “Your Highness is noble and esteemed, while I come from humble beginnings. I don’t think I am worthy of you.”

The princess leaned closer, her soft body brushing against him. “What’s this? You touched my hand, you’ve seen me—now you refuse to take responsibility? Weren’t you bold before? Do you fear me now?”

A million curses flashed across Chen Fan’s mind, but he smiled. Wrapping the princess in his arms, he pulled her onto his lap. Gazing at her stunning, noble face, he said, “Your Highness is overestimating my resistance to beautiful women.”

The princess hadn’t expected this move. She stiffened slightly but immediately relaxed and laughed lightly. “I know you came to the Myriad Demon Islands for something important—and that you’re searching for someone. Stay for me, and I’ll ensure the entire demon sect helps you find them.”

Chen Fan wasn’t surprised she knew his goal. Smiling faintly, he replied, “If that is the case, how could I refuse? I will stay for Your Highness.”

After saying that, Chen Fan slowly lowered his head to kiss the princess.

The princess shook and immediately slipped away from Chen Fan as fast as lightning.

“You are indeed very bold. I will remember you, Chen Fan. You may go back now,” said the princess indifferently.

Chen Fan sipped his tea with a faint smile before standing up. “Your Highness, then I shall take my leave.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The princess watched his retreating figure, a strange feeling stirring in her heart.

As a noble princess, she was revered by countless admirers. Even the First Demon General, a famed young talent, behaved with utmost respect in her presence.

Yet Chen Fan—bold and audacious—had dared to take liberties with her. This was a first in her life.

“Hahahaha, someone dared to take liberties with my daughter. Should I go kill him?”

Suddenly, a hearty laughter rang out as a towering figure appeared, exuding dominance and authority.

He was none other than Demon King Xuan Ting.

The princess’ face flushed instantly. “Father, you—”

“Haha, I did not mean to eavesdrop.” Demon King Xuan Ting clumsily denied, “So, this kid killed Dou Yan. Have you taken a liking to him? I’ve never seen you let any man get this close, let alone tolerate being so brazenly taken advantage of.”

“How could I possibly like him!” the princess snapped, her tone sharp as if her tail had been stepped on. “He is cunning and bold but undeniably exceptional. To kill Dou Yan with just seventh-level cultivation... I’m sure he’s not a nobody on the continent either.

“Today, I deliberately drove a wedge between him and the other demon generals to test the waters. I also wanted to probe some information out of him, but I didn’t expect him to be so cunning.”

“He took advantage without revealing anything? Bold indeed. Doesn’t this mean that you suffered a big loss today? Fine, I’ll go kill him right away.” Demon King Xuan Ting laughed.

“Father,” the princess groaned, rolling her eyes.

“Alright, alright, alright, I won’t kill him, I won’t kill him.” @@novelbin@@

The usual authority Demon King Xuan Ting showed in the demon palace was nowhere to be seen. He was laughing heartily and had an easy-going demeanor. Outsiders could never imagine this. He asked, “How do you think he compares to Tu Shan?”

Tu Shan—the First Demon General—had long shown interest in the princess. Demon King Xuan Ting, aware of this, had never interfered, given Tu Shan’s exceptional talents.

“He’s probably more outstanding than Tu Shan. Even now, Tu Shan might win against him. We’ll know for sure soon enough,” said the princess indifferently.

“In that case, this kid is more suitable,” said Demon King Xuan Ting.

“Father, he’s from the Tianwu Continent, and didn’t you notice his unrestrained gaze? There’s not a hint of fear or respect. I’m afraid his identity on the continent isn’t simple either,” said the princess somewhat gloomily.

As the beloved daughter of Demon King Xuan Ting, she had never been bested by a man before, let alone taken advantage of so audaciously.

“Hmm, my daughter thinks far.” Demon King Xuan Ting nodded. “But if he marries you and dares to leave, let’s see if I won’t kill him. I don’t care who he is on the continent. Worst case, if you truly like him, you can follow him there.”

“Be serious.” The princess sighed, exasperated, and turned to leave.

“Am I not being serious?” Demon King Xuan Ting smiled.

A father knew his daughter best.

If she wasn’t interested, she would’ve lost patience long ago. Instead, she’d spoken at length—something she rarely did, even about Tu Shan.

Yet, after meeting Chen Fan just once, she’d said so much. It seemed the boy who killed Dou Yan was more capable than he appeared.