Saving the overbearing CEO

Chapter 458: Fifth World: The Demon King's Story

Those luminous peach blossom eyes stared fixedly at Qie Ranzhe as he strode over to help the man up. No one could accurately describe the emotions stirred up in this heart of stone with each step he took towards Qie Ranzhe. His ivory loose untied hair fluttered with the breeze as he crouched down before Qie Ranzhe and stretched out his hand towards him.

Qie Anzhie who had been pressed down earlier hurriedly got on his knees and called out, "Master," his voice breaking. He was obviously distraught uncertain of what to think at this moment.

His so-called master didn't even pay attention to him raising his index finger telling him to shut up. The demon king reached out to touch Qie Ranzhe's chin but he was ruthlessly rejected as Qie Ranzhe abruptly stood up with a gaze cold enough to freeze hell over.

His cold fingers withdrew as he slowly stood up with his gaze still on Qie Ranzhe. He couldn't remember when was the last time someone stirred this kind of emotion within him. Miyu Ren was a thousand-year-old demon king that had roamed this land alone after fleeing his punishment in the underworld.

Because he sought out power he and his minions slaughtered humans like livestock in his southern realm breaking the rules set for all demon kings.

His evil deeds made him fall under King Yama's radar. King Yama was kept extremely busy as the number of the dead rose sharply because of Miyu Ren which pissed him off so much that he had to find the culprit.

Once the king caught up with him he was stripped of all his power and was meant to be locked up in the eighteenth level of hell and subjected to endless torture.

But before he was locked up, he escaped the underworld and roamed the earth incognito while restoring his power. He killed plenty of humans but this time he chose criminals that no one seemed to care for. In fact, the authorities would usually say good riddens to this sort of scum that murdered other people for no reason.

This carried on until he discovered the Yao in the secret realm. He had finally found a great cauldron to restore himself to his former glory and beyond that. His plan was simple which was to take over the underworld and do as he pleased.

He would carry on roaming the lands by himself and a few minions he accumulated over the years that is until he met Qie Anzhie. He felt something draw him towards this broken man and thought he would make the perfect right-hand man.

But the moment he met Qie Ranzhe this feeling was so strong that he couldn't help but be drawn to him that he unconsciously showed his appearance without thinking. The man before him exuded such a powerful aura exhibiting his great potential to rule the world with an iron fist. This was the sort of backer he desired. The two of them could rule both the mortal realm and the underworld but Qie Ranzhe had to be willing and make a blood contract with him.

This kind of person wasn't as easy to manipulate and bend to his will as Qie Anzhie. Even when he is broken his mentality remains strong and as unmovable as a mountain. This demon king had to chip away to his core to get what he wanted.

While Miyu Ren was busy making plans on his behalf Qie Ranzhe was incredibly hostile ready to kill someone. That filthy gaze lingering on his body angered him so much that he was inching closer to losing his shit. With his lips pursed in a straight line, he clenched the hilt of his sword suppressing the fiery tornado mounting up within him.

The demon king sensed a group of people heading towards them and waved his hand creating a luminous green barrier separating them from Qie Ranzhe's entourage. Shao Lan tried to catch up before the barrier closed completely but he was too late with his arm making contact with the barrier. Soon after that his arm was burnt with some type of gas eating away at his skin like acid.

Lucky for him, Dai Yu was an exceptional fast thinker immediately taking out a bottle of medicine stopping the burn from spreading. Dai Yu's expression was stern as she concentrated on treating the wound but Shao Lan's ears chose to turn red at this moment making Machu roll his eyes at them.

'Even when wounded you are still making googly eyes at her?' he thought making the conscious decision to ignore them.

"Ran-ge!" he called out to Qie Ranzhe on the other side. He could tell the man was suppressing his rage from afar but he honestly didn't know what to do. They couldn't touch the barrier which meant they couldn't help Qie Ranzhe fight this unfair two vs one battle.

Well, at least he thought there was going to be a throw down that is until something unusual happened. To understand what had Machu have an 'ohhh' moment one has to go a few minutes back in time.

While Machu was calling out to him Qie Ranzhe was having a staredown with Miyu Ren ready to slaughter him at a moment's notice. His unwavering disgust was up to his throat but he didn't make the first move.

The demon king placed his hand on his cheek with a sly look in his eyes. He let out a throaty chuckle and said, "Such a great specimen. I think you would make a great partner so how about it?..... I can give you anything you desire and all you have to do is swear your loyalty to me," before taking a few steps closer. He could sense the hostility coming from Qie Ranzhe but he was drawn to this man that he couldn't help himself.

"Ma-master," stammered Qie Anzhie unable to bear it. His master was fully aware of how he felt about his older brother but he was deliberately making a move to recruit his enemy. How could he bear it? The only person who genuinely cared for him and promised to overturn the mountains for him had been enchanted by his brother just like everybody else.

Miyu Ren flung his hand sending over a powerful force suppressing Qie Anzhie right where he knelt till he couldn't speak anymore. All his grievances were clearly written on his face.

Qie Ranzhe didn't immediately respond glaring at the demon king like he was looking at his enemy. But this look invoked something inside Miyu Ren as he stretched out his hand once more. Just a touch was all he was asking for but his wrist was grasped preventing him from moving further.