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    Chapter 73: Chapter 73 – Boy

    The person who had been unconscious for so long suddenly woke up, and Yun Xia almost thought he was still dreaming. He was both surprised and delighted.

    “You’re awake? Really awake?”

    His heart suddenly raced. Yun Xia stared intently at the person in front of him. Even Mo Jun Zhou, who believed he had seen a lot, was stunned by Yun Xia’s next move.

    Yun Xia hugged him tightly.

    “Do you know how long you’ve been asleep? The flowers have withered, the waterfall has dried up, and the roadside weeds have grown into towering trees! And you said, ‘Who am I?’ Why are you acting up and playing the amnesia card? It’s not funny at all, okay?” Yun Xia held him tightly, finally relaxing the tense nerve that had been stretched taut. Heaven knows how much pressure he had been under.

    For various reasons, he couldn’t tell his Immortal Realm junior brothers and sisters. The only real fighter was currently asleep, and his own strength was limited. He also had to keep Huai Ying and the others from leaving the Demon Realm too early.

    The Demon Lord’s body still had that Prohibition Art! If they went out now, it would be like telling everyone the Demon Lord’s current location.

    But now, the Demon Lord was awake. He had to admit that at that moment, Yun Xia felt like he wouldn’t be afraid even if all the great figures from the Immortal and Demon Realms appeared here.

    Even if the Demon Lord’s body still contained a Demon Nucleus.

    That was the sense of security the Demon Realm’s Venerable Demon gave.

    “You!” The person being hugged seemed to want to break free from Yun Xia’s grasp. Yun Xia, still immersed in his own thoughts, didn’t let go, and even hugged tighter.

    “You scared me to death! I thought you’d be sleeping forever. You don’t know, we almost left the Demon Realm. That thing in your body is like a ticking time bomb. I’m always afraid it’ll suddenly explode. By the way, I’ve never asked you before, do you have a sense of the area? How close do I have to get to trigger it? How big is the safe zone?”

    Yun Xia was a little excited. When he got excited, he couldn’t control himself and wanted to spill out all the words he had been holding back during this time.

    The person he was hugging kept trying to pull him away, but because he had just woken up, his limbs were weak and somewhat uncoordinated. For a moment, he didn’t succeed, and he looked at Yun Xia’s inexplicable words with a gloomy expression.

    “Do you know how much I’ve missed you?”

    The young man’s hand, which was clutching Yun Xia’s clothes, paused, and his expression also stiffened.

    The room fell into a brief silence.

    But soon, Yun Xia was forcibly pulled away.

    The beautiful and delicate young man’s expression was a little unnatural, and his lips were tightly pursed, but his face clearly showed an impatient, disgusted expression.

    “What are you saying? Also, who exactly are you? And what is this place?”

    Yun Xia looked at him, and his boiling thoughts quickly cooled down.

    Was he still playing the amnesia card?

    No, Esteemed Lord wasn’t someone who would joke with him like this.

    “You… don’t you recognize me?” Yun Xia asked him.

    The person on the bed warily scanned his surroundings, finally returning his gaze to Yun Xia.

    “Do you recognize me? Tell me what happened first.”

    He was quite vigilant.

    Yun Xia wasn’t the kind of person who would feel like the sky was falling and his heart was collapsing just because he discovered that his lover had amnesia and forgotten him. As a modern person, he had seen many such scenarios in different works.

    Plus, so many things had happened to the Demon Lord. Amnesia… to be honest, it wasn’t that strange.

    He pondered for a long time. Mo Jun Zhou wasn’t in a hurry to press him, and secretly probed his physical condition. After checking, his heart sank.

    “I’m sorry, I scared you just now. Simply put, we do know each other. You don’t recognize me because you’ve lost a part of your memory. But don’t be afraid, don’t worry. I’ll always be by your side with you, and I’ll help you.”

    Yun Xia spoke very sincerely. In reality, he didn’t need to act.

    “Afraid? Worried?” Mo Jun Zhou coldly looked at him. “The one who should be afraid is you.”

    Before Yun Xia could react, he was pushed down hard on the bed, a sharp pain and suffocation.

    Mo Jun Zhou looked down at him, his hands gripping Yun Xia’s neck.

    Because he had been lying down, Yun Xia had let Mo Jun Zhou’s hair down. At this moment, dark hair fell from both sides of Mo Jun Zhou’s shoulders, his face hidden in the shadows, only a pair of dark eyes staring at him.

    “Don’t talk nonsense with me. If you say another unnecessary word, I won’t give you another chance.”

    Yun Xia: “…”

    How fierce…

    Was this what the Demon Lord with amnesia was like, threatening to kill him?

    What time was this?

    The pain in his neck was very obvious, and he could feel warm liquid flowing down his neck. He didn’t know how Mo Jun Zhou had done it.

    But that wasn’t the point. The point was that the Demon Lord with amnesia was ruthless to him. Even though they were so familiar, Yun Xia still felt a chill in his heart.

    Even though he was a little prepared, things were still a bit beyond his expectations.

    “You, cough, are you sure you want to kill me? If you kill me, what do you plan to do with the people outside? Do you know what situation you’re in now? Kill them all? Are you sure you can do it?”

    Mo Jun Zhou didn’t move, still not releasing Yun Xia, his eyes full of undiminished hostility.

    “I believe you’ve also realized that you can’t use Demonic Energy, otherwise you would have already knocked me off the bed.”

    At this time, Mo Jun Zhou’s fingers twitched slightly, and his eyes narrowed as if he was thinking about something. But before long, he finally slowly released Yun Xia.

    Yun Xia supported himself on the edge of the bed and sat up, touching his neck. As expected, it was bleeding, but the wound wasn’t deep.

    So he didn’t care, just letting the blood flow.

    He simply changed his posture and sat opposite Mo Jun Zhou, looking at him with a calm expression.

    “Want to have a good chat?”

    Mo Jun Zhou should have investigated his physical condition, and the expression on his face was very bad. Ignoring that overly beautiful face, he was clearly very different from the future Demon Lord.

    At this time, Mo Jun Zhou should still be just a boy, not yet having learned to hide his true emotions. But even so, his eyes still made people feel cold.

    “What’s your name?”

    “Yun Xia. So that you don’t have so much hostility towards me, I can tell you, I know who you are.”

    The young man chuckled lightly, clearly not believing it, not thinking Yun Xia could guess his true identity.

    “Your name is Mo Jun Zhou.”

    Mo Jun Zhou was stunned.

    Yun Xia smiled at him slightly: “You hardly use this name, right? You have many names, but I know you are Mo Jun Zhou.”

    “How do you know?” Mo Jun Zhou looked at him with a frown.

    Yun Xia shrugged: “How else would I know? Of course, you told me.”

    “Impossible,” Mo Jun Zhou said decisively.

    Yun Xia didn’t speak, just looking at him leisurely. He believed Mo Jun Zhou wasn’t stupid and would definitely figure it out.

    Sure enough, before too long, Mo Jun Zhou’s expression changed several times, and the way he looked at Yun Xia no longer had as much hostility, but there was still a lot of vigilance.

    “Okay, I’ll believe a part of it for now. Then tell me, what happened?”

    Yun Xia nodded and briefly exchanged information with him.

    Yun Xia knew that Mo Jun Zhou’s memories had indeed regressed to his youth, basically the same age as his current body.

    At this time, Mo Jun Zhou had already begun cultivating his Divine Consciousness, but he hadn’t been able to cultivate even a single Black Flower.

    The adult Demon Lord was too strong. Even though he was injured, the Black Flower was sent to Yun Xia’s Divine Consciousness. His body was still much stronger than Mo Jun Zhou’s was when he was a boy.

    After learning this, the young Mo Jun Zhou wasn’t very happy.

    “What’s wrong? Shouldn’t you be happy to suddenly have a powerful strength?” Yun Xia couldn’t help but tease him.

    The room was filled with Mo Jun Zhou’s Spiritual Consciousness power as he familiarized himself with his current Divine Consciousness. This power caused Yun Xia some discomfort and pressure, but he didn’t say anything.

    “What’s there to be happy about? Even if it’s my own body and my own power, it’s not something I’ve learned step by step, using it will be awkward and unfamiliar.”

    Yun Xia was shocked. How could anyone be dissatisfied with this? This idea was too… a little too righteous, right? It didn’t feel like Esteemed Lord.

    “And such power is too weak. How could I only be at this level, even if I’m injured?”

    Yun Xia understood. He was dissatisfied with his future self.

    What to do, this kind of Esteemed Lord was also so cute!

    In order to prevent him from being dissatisfied with his future self, Yun Xia immediately said: “No, no, no, you misunderstood. I just said you were seriously injured, which also includes part of your power being sealed, I should say most of it. So the future you is very strong, don’t worry.”

    “Very strong?”

    Yun Xia nodded repeatedly: “Yes, yes, very strong! Do you want to know what your identity will be in the future?”

    “What?”

    “Guess?” Yun Xia still couldn’t help it and continued to tease him.

    Mo Jun Zhou looked at him with a blank expression.

    “Cough, cough, okay. You are a Holy Ruler, Holy Ruler Liyu.”

    Mo Jun Zhou’s eyes flashed, but he didn’t speak.

    Yun Xia could see that Mo Jun Zhou was quite satisfied with this.

    Mo Jun Zhou was too young at this time, and the Holy Ruler was a very respected identity in the Demon Realm, with an extraordinary position. There were only a handful of them in the entire Demon Realm.

    And it wasn’t a title that could be obtained by martial strength alone.

    Yun Xia didn’t want to tell him now that he was the Demon Lord. Mo Jun Zhou didn’t know how old he was when he became the Demon Lord, and the young Mo Jun Zhou was too different from the Demon Lord. Even if he told him, he wouldn’t necessarily believe it, and it would be useless to say it.

    Then, Yun Xia told him about what happened later, including the Demon Nucleus in his body.

    Regarding their plan to return to the Immortal Realm to get the Spirit Pill and pretend to be captured, Mo Jun Zhou didn’t have the rejection that Yun Xia expected. Instead, he accepted it very naturally.

    “You… are you willing to go back to the Immortal Realm with me?”

    “Didn’t you say I need the Spirit Pill?” After understanding the general situation, Mo Jun Zhou seemed much more natural, got off the bed and poured a cup of tea.

    “Yes… but I thought you would be unwilling to be a prisoner, even if it’s fake.”

    Mo Jun Zhou stopped at the table, turned his head when he heard the words.

    “What about being a prisoner? Even if it’s a real prisoner, what can’t be done to survive and cultivate?”

    Yun Xia was stunned.

    “Did you think I was the kind of person who is high and mighty, who would get angry and kill someone if others insulted me, whose self-esteem is so high that no one can touch it?”

    Yun Xia said awkwardly: “Uh, not that far, not that far.”

    Wasn’t it because you were too young and I couldn’t quite grasp your personality!

    Mo Jun Zhou’s eyes fell into the distance: “I don’t know how many times I’ve walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It’s just being a prisoner, or being the Holy Ruler Liyu, the Immortal Realm people have something to ask of me, what’s there to be pretentious about?”

    He said it lightly and plainly, but Yun Xia tasted a lot of weight from it.

    Mo Jun Zhou wasn’t much older than him at this time, but he had escaped death countless times. Yun Xia believed that if it was Mo Jun Zhou a little older, perhaps what happened today wouldn’t be just a small injury and a little blood.

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