Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Holy crap!"

Hearing the system's voice, Timothy couldn't help but blurt out a curse in his mind.

He was just about to leave the Netherworld and return to the continent of Elant, and who would've thought that this haunted house date would come with such a reward?

He took a closer look at the book introducing the Arcane Arts of dual cultivation, and to his surprise, it was ranked at the Heavenly-level!

Moreover, the Arcane Arts ranged from lower Heavenly-level to upper Heavenly-level in quality.

If the two people practicing it had low cultivation or poor aptitude, they wouldn't be able to unleash its full potential. In fact, they might not even be able to use it at all, let alone tap into its lower Heavenly-level power.

But if both partners had excellent cultivation and aptitude, they could fully unlock the Arcane Arts' power.

Not only could they exchange spiritual energy and enhance their cultivation, but they could also cleanse their souls, purify their bloodlines, and even significantly boost their potential and talent.

The value of this Arcane Arts was astronomical. If word got out, it would cause a massive uproar across the continent of Elant.

However, even if other practitioners got their hands on it, given the current state of cultivation on Elant, where most practitioners were far weaker than before, finding a couple at the level of Holy Emperor would be nearly impossible.

So, this incredibly precious dual cultivation Arcane Arts could only truly shine in the hands of Timothy and his goddess.

"System, you're the best!"

If the system had a physical form, Timothy would've patted it on the back in excitement.

This Arcane Arts was an absolute masterpiece, and the system had really outdone itself this time!

After quietly stashing away the Arcane Arts and calming his excitement, Timothy turned to Sylvia. "But babe, you know, besides me scaring you in the haunted house, Princess Erelyn also played a part in it."

"So… do you want to get back at her?"

"Get back at her?" Sylvia looked a bit confused.

"Exactly. Fight fire with fire."

Timothy answered mysteriously and slowly pulled out the panda costume that the system had rewarded him with when he earned the admiration of a million ghost soldiers.

According to the system's description, this costume had an incredible ability to conceal one's presence.

Originally, Timothy had planned to use it to scare Sylvia.

But now that it wasn't needed for that, he figured it could be used to give Erelyn a good scare instead.

The panda costume was huge, big enough to fit two people inside.

When Sylvia, still a bit skeptical, followed Timothy into the panda suit, she was quickly surprised to find that their presence seemed to be completely hidden. The suit absorbed their energy entirely, leaving no trace of it.
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"This is weird. What kind of material and strange effect is this?"

The fact that it could completely conceal their presence, even better than a typical concealment spell, left Sylvia genuinely impressed.

But this strange costume might just be perfect for giving Erelyn a good scare!

"Heh, Erelyn, you can't blame me for this one."

Sylvia giggled mischievously and helped Timothy fasten the panda suit's headpiece.

Soon, this cute-looking panda costume disappeared into the darkness.

With the pitch-black surroundings and no detectable presence, the adorable panda costume lurking in the shadows felt more like a predator waiting to strike.

And under Timothy's control, it moved silently toward the depths of the haunted house.

"Wait, why did their presence suddenly disappear?"

At that moment, Erelyn, who was hiding deeper in the haunted house, froze in confusion.

Her energy was connected to the entire haunted house, allowing her to sense everything happening inside.

In fact, she had even witnessed Timothy and Sylvia's little intimate moment earlier, which had made her feel a bit embarrassed and look away.

But just as she averted her gaze, she realized that the two of them had vanished.

Not only were they out of sight, but their presence had completely disappeared, as if they had vanished into thin air. She couldn't sense them at all.

"What's going on...?"

Even Erelyn was puzzled.

In the Netherworld, almost nothing could escape her perception—especially humans, whose vitality should be glaringly obvious. How could they suddenly vanish from her sight?

"Could something have happened to them?"

No, that didn't make sense. Even if Sylvia had shrunk in size, Timothy was still with her. Besides, there was no way any ghost in the Netherworld could silently make a move on them right under her nose.

Despite her reasoning, Erelyn couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease.

She quickly glanced at the two remaining ghosts by her side and commanded, "You two, go search the haunted house for Timothy and Sylvia. The moment you find them, report back to me immediately!"

"Yes, Princess."

The two ghosts hesitated for a moment, clearly caught off guard by the sudden situation. But they quickly obeyed Erelyn's orders and sped off to search the haunted house.

With the ghosts gone, Erelyn was left alone in the vast, empty darkness.

"This is strange... what could it be?"

Deep in thought, Erelyn suddenly sensed something was off. The sudden disappearance of the two, and the fact that she had just sent away the ghosts by her side...

"Wait a minute... could it be?"

Erelyn spun around abruptly, only to catch a glimpse of a massive shadow darting past her from behind.

Though she didn't get a clear look, the shadow was enormous and moved with incredible speed. In an instant, it vanished from sight. Erelyn quickly scanned her surroundings.

To her left, the darkness was so thick she couldn't see her own hand in front of her face. To her right, the endless blackness stretched on, with no sign of anything unusual.

Suddenly, Erelyn's instincts kicked in, and she looked up.

There, on the ceiling, was the enormous shadow.

She had fallen into a trap.

The moment Erelyn spotted it, the shadow seemed to realize it had been discovered and moved with astonishing speed.

A massive hand reached out, as if it were about to grab Erelyn entirely.

As the heir to the Underworld Dynasty, Erelyn commanded a million ghost soldiers and had grown up in the Netherworld, surrounded by spirits from the moment she was born.

But at this moment, she felt something she had never experienced before: fear.

That unfamiliar emotion spread through her in an instant, causing her heart to skip a beat.

Her eyes, fixed on the shadow above, involuntarily widened in shock.

"What... is this...?"

Her voice trembled slightly as she staggered back a step.

But that step wasn't steady. As she retreated, Erelyn nearly lost her balance and fell.

Though she managed to keep herself upright, her crown wobbled precariously, on the verge of tumbling off her head with her sudden movement.

And at that very moment, the shadow descended.

Its speed was so fast, it rivaled that of a Holy Emperor-level practitioner.

"What is this thing? Since when has there been such a creature in the Netherworld?"

Just as Erelyn's mind was spiraling into unprecedented panic, she noticed something strange.

The massive shadow extended its hand.

But instead of attacking her...

It gently caught her crown, preventing it from falling.