Other people also took action at this time, slaughtering the demons around them, and soon the streets were littered with demon corpses, the blood staining the roads red.
"Lord Su."
"Lord of a Thousand Households."
Several centurions came forward to report the situation.
"The cart contains about thirty unconscious civilians."
"They must have encountered this by chance; they didnât know we were attacking."
Households Commander Liu flicked the blood off his sword and, with a sidelong glance at the few horse-drawn carriages, sheathed his sword.
"Then letâs not delay, head straight to Luo Shen Cloth Workshop and join with Commander Liu and the others."
"Yes!"
"My lord, what about the people on these carts..."
"Leave them, we donât have time to deal with so much."
"Yes!"
...
Luo Shen Cloth Workshop, secret chamber.
"Almost there... Just a little bit more!!"
Matchmakerâs eyes were bloodshot; it appeared she hadnât rested for several days, with dark circles under her eyes.
"Just one step away... Just one final step! Is Zhuang An back yet?"
Tap, tap, tap.
Two people hurried into the room.
They were matchmakerâs maidservants, Qi Xiangtian and Hua Mengzhu.
"Matchmaker, the old butler hasnât returned yet."
"Why is it taking so long!"
With a loud bang, matchmaker smashed the failed experiment lying on the bed into a pulp with one slap!
Blood and minced flesh splattered on her face, and she didnât even bother wiping it off, her face twisted with ferocity.
The two maidservants quickly lowered their heads.
Matchmaker used to not be like this.
The amiable lord had somehow become capricious.
Matchmaker was chewing on her finger, her eyes darting around, her hair disheveled.
"If Lord Lan were here... Lord Lan would certainly resolve my confusion. This last step is a massive hurdle for me, but for Lord Lan, it surely wouldnât be difficult..."
She murmured to herself, like a mentally unstable human.
"No! I canât always rely on Lord Lan!"
"I must figure it out myself; I want Lord Lan to take notice! I want to offer this great gift to Lord Lan!!"
Suddenly, matchmaker raised her head sharply.
Her gaze fixed on Qi Xiangtian.
"Xiangtian, go to the dyehouse and check when Zhuang An will return."
"...Yes."
Qi Xiangtian left, and Hua Mengzhu went to support the matchmaker.
"Matchmaker, you have been working tirelessly for many days without rest, even an iron body canât bear it..."
"Iâm fine, the fusion with the [Devil Spirit] is just one step away, how could I possibly sleep! Help me out, I want to see if thereâs any movement from the Great Demon up there."
Though matchmaker was a subordinate of Lord Lan, her official rank was still among the bottom of the demons.
To receive any news, she had to get it from Demon Foot, passed down layer by layer.
Unless Lord Lan directly passed the message, she had some privilege.
Supported by the maid, she arrived at the Red Bamboo Building.
Matchmakerâs brows furrowed slightly.
Because from Demon Footâs side, there was still no message.
Speaking of the hottest recent event, one had to mention the chaotic battle between the Li Family and the Lin Family.
Yet, she received no information at all on this, nor had any chance to participate.
Matchmaker could clearly feel that she was falling out of favor.
If not for her connection with Lord Lan, she would probably rank at the very bottom among the many demons.
The rise of the Blood Demon, like a comet, had outshined her!
The last time, she was even compelled to assist the Blood Demon; thinking about it now made her feel nauseous!
"Matchmaker, when thereâs no movement, sometimes thatâs a message in itself. It signifies that thereâs nothing major up there that requires our lives at stake, so why not rest a bit now?" suggested Hua Mengzhu, the one lighting the incense.
Matchmaker nodded slightly.
Perhaps due to the incense, she quickly began to feel drowsy.
Just as she was about to fully close her eyes...
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"
Suddenly, a sharp scream erupted from outside.
Matchmaker instantly woke up.
"Whatâs happening?!"
"Iâll check it out!"
Hua Mengzhu went ahead, with matchmaker following behind, they stepped out the door and immediately, matchmakerâs pupils shrunk sharply.
Fire!
Flames were spreading everywhere!
The entire Luo Shen Cloth Workshop was ablaze!
"Kill!!!"
Battle cries rose and fell, one after another. Luo Shen Cloth Workshop was besieged on all sides, with Foolish Underworld forces breaking in everywhere!
And accompanying the battle cries, there was also...
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!!
Beneath her command, one after another demon, whether coerced or willing, revealed their true demon forms!
"What...is happening!!"
The matchmakerâs face visibly darkened with grimness.
For years she had operated the Luo Shen Cloth Workshop, practically turning it into her own stronghold, her personal backyard.
Tending to her connections in all walks of life, and controlling the quantity and quality of the demons under her command, she always took care of these matters personally to ensure there were no slip-ups!
Although she had been engrossed in her research recently, it couldnât be possible that the whole Luo Shen Cloth Workshop was now exposed to the Foolish Underworld!
Seeing the people of the Foolish Underworld coming fiercely, they were clearly well-prepared!
While the matchmaker was pondering...
Swoosh!!
A figure suddenly leaped from below, landing on the railing of her Luo Shen Cloth Workshop, looking down at her from a high vantage point.
"The Red Moon Demon?"
Just three words caused the matchmakerâs face to drastically change.
It wasnât frightening that the Foolish Underworld knew there were demons at the Luo Shen Cloth Workshop.
It was also acceptable that the Foolish Underworld knew she was a demon.
But for the Foolish Underworld to know exactly what demon she was, that was preposterous!
Her true form was undetectable by humans before she shed her human skin!
Someone...has betrayed me!
At this moment, the matchmaker started to think not of a problem with her subordinates, but that there was a mole among her demon colleagues!
Her first suspect was someone close by, namely her personal maid, Hua Mengzhu.
Just at that moment, the figure standing on the railing suddenly grinned and called behind him.
"Toss it up here."
Swooshââ
Something was precisely thrown onto the wooden plank of the walkway, making a rolling sound.
The matchmaker and her maid looked down, their pupils shrinking instantly.
It was...the head of a demon.
The housekeeper, the Deer Antler Demonâs head!
"Zhuang An...is dead? Already dead??"
The matchmaker truly felt the well-preparedness of the other side; they were bent on complete eradication!
"Matchmaker!!!"
Suddenly, the voice of Qi Xiangtian came from the corridor.
She was covered in blood, and as soon as she came out of the corridor, she was about to rush towards the two.
"Something terrible has happened!! The Foolish Underworld has stormed into the cloth workshop, killing everyone on sight! All who came were experts, led by a Lord of a Thousand Households! We couldnât stop...stop..."
Qi Xiangtianâs steps abruptly halted as she had only then noticed a human standing on the railing, in confrontation with the matchmaker and her group.
"Sister! Youâve come just in time, letâs show our true selves, hold off this person, and earn the matchmaker a chance to escape!"
The one who spoke was the maid Hua Mengzhu.
In the instant her voice fell, she burst abruptly, tearing through her human skin to reveal the true form of the Many-Limbed Pupa Demon, and spat out a web straight at Lord Su!
Qi Xiangtian also snapped to realization.
She hadnât transformed before because she wanted to pass the message to the matchmaker and follow her arrangements, after all, whether or not to give up her human identity was still in question.
Seeing the immediate danger, she had no time to care so much anymore and followed by bursting into a Blood Mist, tearing her human skin and spitting out spider silk.
However, she immediately heard the sound of a sword.
The web aimed at the Lord of a Thousand Households was cut in half mid-air and fell to the ground.
Gurgle.
The Spring Silkworm Demon swallowed nervously; this was the Lord of a Thousand Households of the Foolish Underworld, with nonordinary strength!
Normally, they would need to gather all elite demons, including the housekeeper, set traps, and surround and attack collectively to take him down.
Direct head-on confrontation like now, especially understaffed, indicated a meager chance of victory.
But with the matchmaker behind, they had to take action!
With a big roar, both the Spring Silkworm Demon and the Many-Limbed Pupa Demon charged at Lord Su!
As for the matchmaker, her face went through several changes, then, she gritted her teeth, a slight push from her feet, and leapt backward off the building, dropping straight down from a high place.
"Take care of yourselves!!"
Tears flickered in the matchmakerâs eyes.
Years of sentimentality werenât fake.
But faced with the dire situation, she must think of herself first.
The Luo Shen Cloth Workshop was her territory, filled with secret passages that led to the streets outside.
As long as she wasnât caught on the spot, there was a possibility of her escape.
But just as the matchmakerâs feet barely touched the ground...
Hum!!
A powerful sword hum emanated from the building.
Looking back, her pupils shrank violently.
Seeing two huge spider heads, along with a massive spray of Demon Blood, flew out one after the other from the building.
"Qi Xiangtian... Hua Mengzhu..."
The matchmaker clenched her fists tightly, taking one deep look at the Foolish Underworldâs Lord of a Thousand Households high above as if imprinting his image in her mind, and then turned to flee!
Survive! Only by surviving, would she have the chance to avenge them!
A mere Lord of a Thousand Households, Lord Lan could crush with a mere flick!
Once I complete my research on the fusion of Devil Spirits, no matter what request I make, Lord Lan should satisfy me!