‘I miss the delicious food Xiaguang makes so much; it’s such a delicacy.’
Just then, Zhu Xiaxia suddenly had a reaction.
She pulled a **Communication Magic Stone** from her robes, which was emitting a thick blue light.
This was a sign that someone was requesting a connection, and the other side of this magic stone was connected to the all-around maid, Xiaguang.
Zhu Xiaxia agreed to the connection without hesitation.
“Xiaguang, is there something the matter?”
“Her Majesty the Queen, I am very sorry to disturb you. I am on the ground below the easternmost district of Dragon City, and I have run into some trouble. I hope you can come personally to help me.”
Xiaguang’s tone was very urgent; the situation seemed critical.
“Xiaguang, don’t worry. Can you tell me more?”
The communication signal first became unstable, and then it cut off completely.
This kind of **Magic Power** communication usually does not break easily unless there is hostile interference from external forces.
Xiaguang was a powerful individual, and those who could interrupt a powerful person’s magic communication could only be someone even stronger.
“Xiaguang, hold on! I’m coming to help you now!”
Zhu Xiaxia stood up abruptly and walked straight toward the door.
“Huh? Zhu Xiaxia, where are you going in such a hurry?”
“Xiaguang seems to be in danger. As the Dragon King, I cannot let my maid be in danger.”
“I want to go too!”
Zhu Qiu volunteered, raising her hand.
“You want to go too? No,” Zhu Xiaxia refused decisively.
“Why! Sister Xiaguang cooks for me every day. Now that she’s in danger, I can help too! Besides, I’m the **Sword Saint** who isn’t afraid of any difficulty!”
“Being the **Sword Saint** makes it even more impossible. Do you want Xiaguang to find out about your identity as the **Sword Saint**?”
Zhu Xiaxia refused once more.
As she spoke, Zhu Xiaxia closed her eyes, sensing Xiaguang’s precise location through the communication magic stone.
“No, no! I’m going!”
Zhu Qiu began to throw a tantrum.
“Don’t even think about it. Stay here and watch the house. Wait for Mother to come back and bring you a lollipop.”
“No, no! I’m going! Then I just won’t use the **Holy Sword**. Anyway, I’m going!”
“You’re still young, and you’ve only learned the basics of **Magic**. You won’t be able to help if you go.”
Zhu Qiu stubbornly hugged Zhu Xiaxia’s leg.
“Don’t leave me behind!”
—
**Teleportation Magic** activated.
A burst of white light enveloped the two of them.
1 second later, a completely different scene appeared before their eyes.
This was no longer the warm **Dragon Race Imperial Palace**, but a wilderness.
The two of them were currently standing on the summit of the **Eastern Mountain Range**.
Unlike the other directions, this part of the mountains was not covered in greenery; it was a wasteland.
Zhu Xiaxia looked up and saw a pale black shadow in front of her.
It had no shape or physical form, floating in the air like a phantom.
“Her Majesty the Queen… you’re finally here…”
Xiaguang was slumped against a nearby rock, covered in wounds.
A trace of blood leaked from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were unfocused.
Next to Xiaguang lay a dragon that was slightly shorter than her.
It was also covered in wounds, its eyes closed, and it was uncertain if it was still alive.
Zhu Qiu, who had followed through the teleportation, widened her eyes.
Although she had seen many such scenes, it still filled her with worry.
Zhu Xiaxia walked over to Xiaguang and knelt down, offering her concerned comfort.
“Xiaguang, what’s wrong?”
“Her Majesty the Queen… the **Demon King**… that shadow…”
Before Xiaguang could finish, the hand she had just tried to lift fell back down.
“**Demon King**?”
Zhu Xiaxia stood up and looked at that black shadow; it felt both familiar and strange.
As the Dragon King, her education regarding the **Demon Race** was certainly up to standard, but the **Demon King** before her was a bit different from the one in her memories.
Shouldn’t the **Demon King** have a tall, powerful body and a horde of demon minions?
Why did the black shadow in front of her have nothing?
Yet, she could still sense the **Demon King**’s aura.
This was a genuine existence.
The black shadow in the air emitted a thick, murky, and somewhat unclear baritone.
“Demon King! I didn’t expect you to be resurrected.”
“Hahaha! Didn’t expect it, did you? I have actually returned to life.”
The voice was piercing and unpleasant to the ear, making Zhu Qiu feel very uncomfortable.
“Enough talk! Take this!”
Zhu Xiaxia leaped into the air without hesitation, transforming into her **Dragon Form**.
She opened her mouth and unleashed a **Dragon Flame Breath** at the black shadow in the sky.
“It’s useless. I am the **Demon King**, the incarnation of darkness. In this current shadow form, no physical attack is effective against me.”
“Then try this move!”
“**Holy Sacred Light**!”
Zhu Xiaxia flapped her wings, summoning six **Holy Prisms** around the black shadow, reflecting all the light emitted from her body onto the shadow.
“Do you think I won’t dodge?”
The phantom **Demon King** easily dodged the attack and didn’t forget to mock her.
“You are much smarter than those two female dragons just now; you know how to use **Holy Light** to suppress me. However, I have been accumulating power for tens of thousands of years, and I am no fool. With just this level of magic, wanting to hurt me is as difficult as reaching the heavens.”
Zhu Xiaxia frowned. Although she had been educated on the subject, this was her first time fighting the **Demon King**, and she had no idea what to do.
“**Demon King**, this is the place I protect. I advise you not to have any designs on the **Dragon Race**.”
“The great **Demon King** is supposed to listen to the words of a weak female dragon? That’s the coldest joke I’ve ever heard. This world has always been a place where the strong are respected. I just want to take back the place that originally belonged to me. Is that wrong?”
Zhu Xiaxia didn’t want to listen to the black shadow’s nonsense and continued her attack.
“**Radiant Phalanx**!”
A massive, golden-yellow **Magic Circle** suddenly appeared beneath her feet.
A sphere of light appeared above the circle, continuously absorbing the **Magic Power** Zhu Xiaxia provided, as well as the magic in the surrounding air.
Zhu Xiaxia only wanted to deal with the **Demon King** quickly.
Xiaguang was injured, and she had to end the battle swiftly.
Every second she delayed, the danger to Xiaguang could increase.
“Still trying to use a formation? Do you really think I, the **Demon King**, am an idiot? You’re daydreaming!”
The **Demon King** refused to be outdone and immediately released dark magic.
In an instant, a pitch-black sphere that allowed no light to pass through appeared, enveloping Zhu Xiaxia along with her **Magic Circle** and sphere of light.
“Did you think I didn’t dare to strike back? What about now? You were far too careless! Hahaha!” the black shadow mocked wildly from the side.
“This is a special **Dark Barrier** type of magic. It can continuously absorb the magic power of living beings within the barrier for my own use. Dragon King, just wait to be sucked dry until you’re nothing but a dragon husk!”
On the ground, Zhu Qiu was still immersed in the sorrow of Xiaguang’s collapse.
As she shook Xiaguang’s body, she cried a river of tears.
“Waaaah—Xiaguang, don’t die! If you die, who’s going to cook for me… I don’t want to eat Zhu Xiaxia’s **Dark Cuisine** every day! Waaaah…”