Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

"What do I want? Didn't I already tell you, Ling'er?" Song Yang replied.

"I want you to be my personal servant. I guarantee that in the future you'll be grateful for this day."

"What did you call me?" Sun Yunling looked at him with wide eyes.

'Ling'er, only my father has called me that all my life. And now, this prince who 'kidnapped' me is calling me that.

In fact, it was she who was going to kidnap him, but suddenly it was she who was kidnapped. If it hadn't been for her firm mind, she would have collapsed at the mercy of this prince who was considered worthless by everyone.

But at the same time, she thought: if this prince had so much power, why did he put up with so much and was bullied by everyone?

Is this the mentality of hoarding strength and hiding? If so, what kind of terrible existence had she just brought about?

To think that even the only family that cared about him was murdered and his own mother committed suicide to seek revenge, and he did nothing.

She couldn't help but shudder as she looked at Song Yang, who in her eyes seemed to be a demon.

This person could be so cruel to his maternal family and his own mother, imagine with her, a person who tried to kidnap him?

"Haha, aren't you going to be my personal maid now?"

"What's wrong with me calling you Ling'er?"

Song Yang looked at her and smiled slightly. Seeing that she didn't answer and was looking at him with extreme fear, he didn't care and thought:

'Why is this girl looking at me as if I were a demon? Although I consider myself something worse than a demon, I haven't done anything to her yet. It doesn't matter, this way she'll be more obedient.

"Come on, I'll take you to your new home," said Song Yang, looking at the little girl, who was extremely arrogant and cold, and no longer dared to face him. In his mind, he ordered the shadow demon to take him to a distant location.

Sun Yunling saw a dark shadow catch Song Yang and disappear. Before she had time to think, another dark shadow appeared beside her and took her away.

But all she could think about was the strength of this dark shadow, which didn't hide its level of cultivation.

"Another Saint, that bastard has more than one Saint as a subordinate."

"And he's still a 9-star Saint."

"Looks like I'm destined to be that idiot's servant forever." Sun Yunling wanted to cry without tears right now.

Before, she had some illusion that her father could rescue her, deep in her heart, but at this moment that hope was completely shattered. Even if the ancestor and her father teamed up, they would probably be no match for these two subordinates of Song Yang.

And she doesn't even know if this is Song Yang's full power. I'm afraid that if her father finds out what happened to her, instead of revenge, he'll send her a congratulatory gift for accepting a new servant.

After all, in this world, strength is the most important thing, and someone who has become Sect Master of one of the main sects in the entire dynasty understands this very well.

A few minutes later...

Song Yang was on top of the highest mountain, gazing out at the landscape around him. The mountain peaks, sharp and covered in lush green vegetation, stretched out before him. From his privileged position, he could see deep valleys stretching between the mountains, revealing the grandeur and serenity of the surrounding nature.

Looking around, Song Yang found himself surrounded by several black figures scattered everywhere, each exuding a terrible aura that seemed to distort the space around them.

Seeing Sun Yunling, who used to be arrogant, now looking like a submissive maid around him, he couldn't help but smile.

If Sun Yunling knew what he was thinking, she would shout that it was unfair. In her mind, she had already realized how cruel Song Yang could be, and now hundreds of saints had appeared. Yes, she has seen hundreds of saints.

She no longer dared to disobey him; the hope that had been destroyed before was completely erased from her mind at this point. If he sent such an army to her Blue Lotus Sect, I'm afraid he could easily destroy it.

What right did she have to be arrogant in front of such a person?

"System, summon the secret realm here," Song Yang ordered the system in his heart. At the same time, countless shadowy figures appeared beside him to protect him from any fluctuations that might occur.

After all, don't think of him as a glorious leader of an army of saints; he's still just a mortal that a simple aura fluctuation can easily kill. He still needs to be cautious.

[Ding, Extracting the Secret Realm (Immortal)...]

But Song Yang's worries were superficial; in an instant, only a faint crack appeared in the void.

Entrance to the Secret Realm!

Song Yang took a deep breath and entered, followed by Sun Yunling and the shadow demons.

As soon as they entered the Secret Realm, Song Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he felt calm thanks to the saint's protection, he reflected:

"After all, this is external power. What I've always wanted is my own power."

Sun Yunling, on the other hand, was different. Looking at that magnificent palace that looked like a Fairy Palace, she couldn't help but let out a soft murmur:

"How beautiful."

At the same time, when she noticed the aura fluctuating around her, she was astonished.

"Compared to this, the Blue Lotus Sect is like a firefly in front of a bright moon. If I had cultivated here since I was born, I don't think it would be impossible to reach the Royal realm right now."

"If I can cultivate here, it doesn't seem like a loss to be such a person's personal servant," Sun Yunling thought to herself.

"Sun Yunling, Sun Yunling, what are you thinking? He's a demon who didn't hesitate to watch his own mother die without doing anything." She quickly put this thought out of her mind.