Chapter 2477: Demon n 9<div>


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    “How could I ever mistake you for Sister? Even if I were old, blind, and couldn’t recognize Sister, I still wouldn’t mistake you for her,” asserted the Dao Child of the Demon n confidently.


    The unwavering certainty in the Dao Child’s words bolstered the belief of the First Elder in the authenticity of her identity.


    In truth, when she assumed the role of the n Leader of the Demon n, he had already more or less acknowledged her as the rightful leader. upying the position of the n Leader required more than mere ascension; it demanded recognition from the seat itself.


    The seat for the n Leader of the Demon n possessed a unique ability to discern authenticity, confirming her rightful im to the position.


    However…<div>


    The current predicament of the Demon n added ayer ofplexity to the situation.


    The First Elder grappled with various concerns beyond the possibility of her being a counterfeit n Leader.


    The Dao Child’s distinct behavior in her presence, marked by a protective and almost childlike demeanor, raised additional considerations. Expressing these concerns to him would likely fall on deaf ears, or worse, elicit an even stronger protective response. The First Elder chose to withhold his thoughts.


    He sensed that she had tacitly acknowledged her role as n Leader in front of him, yet he hesitated to relinquishplete control of the n at this juncture.


    Meanwhile, inside the room, Gu Chaoyan slumped onto the bed, her face reflecting a mix of frustration and fatigue.


    Pretending to be the n Leader of the Demon n proved immensely challenging.


    Merely upying the n Leader’s throne depleted almost all of her spiritual energy. Considering the myriad challenges looming over the Demon n, her current half-step Golden Immortal cultivation seemed inadequate for the responsibilities befitting the n Leader.


    ‘It’s time to go.’


    She needed to leave before her ruse unraveled.


    As grateful as she was for the protective nature of the Demon n’s Dao Child, it posed a hindrance to her movements.


    The Dragonmany on a nearby table, observing her with bewilderment, unable toprehend the distress etched on her face.


    “Why the troubled expression? Weren’t you pretending to be the n Leader of the Demon n? What’s bothering you?” inquired the Dragonman, casually munching on a Spirit Stone. In this realm, Spirit Stones were asmon as rocks, and the Dragonman relished consuming them, finding them suitable for the Dragon Race.<div>


    Gu Chaoyan contemted her situation, resolving to take things one step at a time.


    “This step isn’t bad,” she conceded.


    The Dragonman regarded her with a hint of disdain, recalling her initial timidity upon entering the second world. Hepared her to the White Deer, both exhibiting a fearfulness he found perplexing. Despite his judgment, he grudgingly followed her.


    “If you decide to escape, return the gold, silver, and jewelry my father left me. I won’t follow you to meet our demise,” the Dragonman dered, brandishing his ultimatum.


    Gu Chaoyan felt irritation bubbling within her, choosing to disregard the Dragonman’sment.


    Abruptly, another knock echoed, jolting Gu Chaoyan and nearly causing her to lose her bnce.


    Who could it be?


    She hadn’t given any instructions to anyone, and their unexpected presence piqued her curiosity.


    Startled, Gu Chaoyan cautiously opened the door.


    “Sister.”