Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 807

Chapter 807: Demons Don’t Eat Animal Meat Chapter 807: Demons Don’t Eat Animal Meat [The Demon Realm] Enveloping the surroundings, waters cascaded below, presumably linked to infernal streams, infused with demonic energies.

The edifices were hewn from profound, shadowy stones.

While one might anticipate this realm to be bleak, as mortals often depicted it, the reality was that these towering structures were nothing short of magnificent and awe-inducing.

The painstakingly polished stones and rocks employed in their construction surpassed anything that could enter human imagination.

Each building rose majestically, embellished with demonic sigils and intricate motifs engraved on every pillar and rooftop.

Where most corners of the Mortal Realm featured simple square forms, here, the architecture was distinguished by soaring spires, exuding a sense of height and complex design.

The structures boasted pointed, pagoda-like towers, evoking the image of bastions steeped in an alluring menace.

Serpentine beings, resembling dragons yet not precisely the same, coiled around the towers, enhancing the mystical and powerful aura of the edifices.

The bases appeared elevated above waters that contributed to an ethereal, otherworldly ambiance.

Pathways and staircases wove through the towers, reflecting both grandeur and approachability.

The materials consisted of obsidian tones and shades of deep gray mingled with glimmers of gold, symbolizing enigma and shadow.

The foundational components were crafted from obsidian, dark and reflective.

Shenlian Yingyue’s eyes didn’t betray a hint of appreciation as she walked beside Shen Xian, her gaze sweeping over the breathtaking architecture of the Demon Realm without a single flutter of her eyelids.  The buildings that seemed to defy gravity, the impossible physics that governed their structures, and the eerie aura that permeated the air – none of it seemed to rouse her from her serene composure.

“Isn’t it…

impressive?” Shen Xian’s question hung in the air, a thread of curiosity woven into his tone.

He couldn’t fathom why she didn’t share his sense of awe and wonder.

“No comment,” she replied, her voice as flat as a still pond.  Shen Xian’s eyes narrowed, his mind racing to decipher her expression, but it remained as enigmatic as a stone statue’s.

He had never encountered a human who was so…

blank, so utterly unreadable.

For the first time in his reign, the Demon Emperor felt a glimmer of uncertainty.

He had always prided himself on his ability to see through even the most skilled deceivers, but this human girl had proven to be a puzzle he couldn’t solve.  What was she thinking?

What lay behind those empty eyes?

He was determined to uncover her secrets, to unravel the mystery that had piqued his interest.

As they strolled through the crowded streets, Shen Xian’s spell masked his identity from the demons, but it did little to allay his growing fascination with Shenlian Yingyue.

Her enigmatic silence had him on edge, making him wonder what lies behind her calm facade.

“Woman, don’t you have anything to ask me?” he raised one of his eyebrows.

Shenlian Yingyue chose to remain silent.

A heavy sigh echoed within her heart.

This was the essence of strength.

Unlike the novels and movies she had consumed in her modern life, where powerful figures concealed their abilities beneath simple attire, only to be underestimated and challenged by antagonists.

In this realm, strength radiated from every corner.

Cultivators had honed their skills to perceive the auras of the mighty.

Yet, worry for Tuzi AoFen and Xiong Zi Ying gnawed at her thoughts.

She understood that inquiring with this man would yield no fruit; the more her desperation showed, the more it seemed to satiate his sense of superiority.

Her gaze drifted to the bustling streets.

Demons here engaged in commerce much like humans did.

They traded goods and exchanged services.

Everything felt exceptionally foreign to her.

She had anticipated shops peddling meat, but none were to be found in this marketplace.

“Curious, are you?

Just like ‘them’ when ‘they’ first arrived here.” Shen Xian remarked, a knowing smile gracing his lips as he alluded to ‘them’.

This smile held a warmth unlike his usual charming demeanor.  His ordinary visage seemed to glow, drawing the attention of passing demons as they went about their business.

They were intrigued by the two strangers who had appeared so suddenly.

Shenlian Yingyue’s pace faltered for a moment upon hearing his words, but she quickly resumed walking, pretending nothing had transpired.

His keen eyes captured this subtle shift.

Both fell into silence.

She refrained from probing since she didn’t wish to grow closer to him, while he held back his secrets, viewing her as nothing more than an interloper.

They walked side by side, yet an unseen barrier kept them worlds apart.

Shenlian Yingyue’s figure remained shrouded in the depths of the black cloak with its voluminous sleeves, obscuring her features from prying eyes.

The black jade ring adorning her finger-a gift from Diyu-led many to perceive her as a creature of darkness.

It would spell disaster if anyone were to discover that she, an ordinary human, strolled casually among a throng of formidable demons, her expression serene and enigmatic.

“Unlike you humans, who slaughter countless creatures, particularly animals, to satisfy your appetite, we demons refrain from consuming meat.

We harness the dark spiritual energy to bolster our strength, deriving nourishment instead from the pure fruits and vegetables of our realm.

There are no impurities in our food.” After a long, lingering silence, Shen Xian finally broke through her contemplation, addressing the doubt that lingered in the air, even without a prompt from her.

How both exasperating and amusing it was-here stood a Demon Emperor, revered and feared across the races, indulging in trivial conversation with a human who seemed utterly disinterested.

At last, she turned to face him.

The earlier exchange had seemingly little influence on her, but the revelation he shared piqued her curiosity.

A Demon Race reputed for its brutality and bloodshed, known for mercilessly slaughtering without hesitation, abstained from meat in favor of fruits and vegetables?  “Demons don’t eat meat?” she asked him with curiosity.  Shen Xian’s lips raised slightly when he finally got her response.

Neither him or her noticed that his mood improved because of her little reaction to him.  CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Littlecarrot The image of the structure of the buildings in the Demon Realm is in the comment section my dear.

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