Xie Guixue felt a stabbing pain in his chest, subconsciously sensing that he had lost something important.

But for a moment, he couldn’t think of what it was.

What did he lose?

Because ever since he returned to the Demon Realm, he had almost severed all memories of the mundane world.

In order to purify his Demon Clan bloodline and strengthen his power, possibly even becoming a Demon God, he had to cultivate the most important cultivation technique of the Demon Clan, the Heartless Technique.

The Heartless Technique is divided into several levels, and at the last level, it results in being heartless and emotionless.

On normal days, he showed no abnormalities, but at this moment, something was clearly wrong.

Especially the weakening presence of a certain female’s aura in his heart, as if it were being extracted.

He raised his hand to press against his chest, his knuckles turning white from the pressure, that place felt empty, as if part of his soul had been removed.

At this moment, a memory burst forth without warning, breaking through the sealed barrier and surging into his mind.

It was not the wind of the Demon Realm, nor the battlefield of the Demon Realm, but that peaceful tribe.

There was a female.

"Young Master Xie, please extend your hand, let me check your pulse and see your physical condition first."

"Thank you, Miss Su."

This was from when they first met, when she was treating him.

And the many memories thereafter.

"Gui Xue, try this, it should suit your taste better."

"Gui Xue, is your body feeling better?"

"I’ve prepared this medicine for you, drinking it will make you feel a bit better."

"Gui Xue, Gui Xue..."

The bright and clear voice of this female kept echoing in his mind.

Scenes flashed by, including the Contract and many events later.

The memories were numerous, but compared to the inherited memories of the Demon Clan, they only occupied a small portion.

But since the awakening of the Demon Clan bloodline, these memories had automatically suppressed and sealed themselves in a corner.

If not for today’s strange feeling, these memories wouldn’t have surfaced.

Yet due to cultivating the Heartless Technique, Xie Guixue’s expression remained indifferent.

Even feeling the stabbing pain in his chest, he still didn’t find these things important.

This memory was supposedly not something he should care about.

He returned to the Demon Realm, naturally in pursuit of becoming a Demon God.

This memory was but a small interlude.

An ordinary mundane female, by chance becoming his wife-owner, and even divorcing him.

Such a female was not worth any attachment.

Moreover, she had other Beast Husbands.

How could he allow other Beast Husbands beside his wife-owner?

That was not his style.

So to him, this memory and this female were just fleeting clouds, not even worthy of being called dust.

That was his belief.

But at this moment, this memory was like a poisoned needle, stabbing densely into his mind, causing such pain that darkness overcame his vision.

Xie Guixue sat in a chair, the demon blood within him churned wildly, the demonic qi uncontrollably surged, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.

Promptly, as Xie Guixue’s body began to tremble violently, his fingernails dug deep into his palms, blood beads oozing and falling to the ground, instantly transforming into black spider lilies, blooming demonically.

"Master!"

The subordinates sensed something amiss and, disregarding their fear, looked up one by one, and upon seeing this eerie scene, were all dumbstruck with fright.

One elderly from the Demon Realm witnessing this exclaimed, "Not good, the master’s demonic qi is out of control."

"The master is resisting the Heartless Technique."

"According to Demon Realm records, this is what happens when the Heartless Technique fails to suppress the master’s internal emotions, causing demonic qi to run wild."

Xie Guixue’s bloodline power was very strong, especially after refining the Heartless Technique, it became even stronger, so when the demonic qi leaked, this power began to madly clash in the hall, even causing the glazed tiles of the roof to tremble.

Everyone disregarded kneeling and quickly said, "Quick, quickly summon the Demon Doctor."

"No way, our master appears so devoid of emotions, how could this happen."

"Don’t forget, before the master returned to the Demon Realm, it’s said he had a wife-owner, and at that time, he was enraged to the extreme in revenge for his wife-owner, awakening the Demon Clan bloodline."

"It’s also because he knew his wife-owner died that he was willing to return to the Demon Realm."

Some, being Xie Guixue’s earliest confidants, knew a bit of the hidden matters.

They knew the master’s willingness to return to the Demon Realm and to cultivate the Heartless Technique was because of his deceased wife-owner.

Because only by becoming a Demon God would the master have a chance to revive his wife-owner, and even if he couldn’t, he believed the master wanted to use the Demon God’s power to annihilate numerous Beastmen, making countless Beastmen accompany his wife-owner in death.

But after returning to the Demon Realm and awakening the Demon Clan bloodline, the master had become cold-hearted and emotionless.

Especially after cultivating the Heartless Technique.

After cultivating, the master’s original intentions likely changed.

He might no longer care about that dead wife-owner.

Or perhaps his wife-owner wasn’t dead, and he had realized, but didn’t care anymore.

Yet currently, with the master in this state, it shows that he hasn’t entirely severed emotions, deep down, he cares deeply for that wife-owner.

Even if she’s dead.

So this situation is a bit tricky.

Upon receiving the news, the Demon Doctors turned pale, frantically rushing to the Demon Palace.

These Demon Doctors, with medical skills reaching Divinity Communication, were different from witch doctors.

Despite their impressive skills, they were extremely fearful of this terrifying Demon Lord.

Now, though he was one of the four dominant powers, it wouldn’t be long before he became the sole supreme, possibly even a Demon God.

Capable of ruling the entire Demon Realm, commanding the entire Demon Clan.

"Hurry! Prepare the Magic Jade Bed!"

"Bring the Soul Suppressing Grass! And the Ice Soul Lotus!"

"Be careful! The master’s demonic qi can devour people!"

Footsteps, shouting, the sounds of objects clashing, all in chaos.

At this moment, Xie Guixue was barely conscious, at the mercy of the Demon Doctors.

He was placed on the Magic Jade Bed.

The Demon Doctors busied themselves treating Xie Guixue.

But when Xie Guixue’s mind was filled entirely with the figure of Su Muyao, a repulsive reaction occurred between his body’s cultivation of the Heartless Technique and the demon blood.

Causing the demonic qi to grow even more violent.

During the treatment, some Demon Doctors were directly blown away by Xie Guixue’s body emitted, rampaging demonic qi, crashing heavily against the corridor pillars, coughing up blood.

Watching this scene, upon closer examination of Xie Guixue’s condition, an elderly Demon Doctor exclaimed, "Quick! Set up the Soul Suppressing Array! This is... the Heart Demon Tribulation for the Emperor!"

"We must help him remove the Heart Demon; otherwise, his life is in danger."

"Our Demon Race Beastman bloodline is special, naturally cold-hearted; not to mention our noble master’s bloodline, even the lowest Dark Beastman is inherently cold, how could there be a Heart Demon Tribulation."

Only deep affection, conflicting with the Demon Clan bloodline and the Heartless Technique, with emotions suppressed, can lead to the Heart Demon Tribulation.

This made everyone troubled.

"Currently, our master’s life is at risk, there’s only one way."

"Right, the master’s Heart Demon must be eliminated."

In the hall, Xie Guixue lay on the couch, his consciousness starting to blur.

The void in his heart grew larger, the stinging pain felt like it was tearing him apart.

He vaguely felt the presence of his wife-owner, deep in his memory, seemed to have completely vanished.

He attempted to grasp her presence, but was at a loss.

Feeling something forcing him to be heartless, compelling him to walk the predestined path of a Demon God.

He bit hard on his lip, his lips breaking, the crimson blood sliding down the corner of his lips, spreading like a demonic flower on the dark robe.

"Wife-owner..."

He murmured, softly calling out these two words.