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Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Only by enduring 2¹⁴ trials can one awaken the ancient power sleeping within the Key of the Star Prison, and become the most powerful being in the universe." Timothy, the youngest Demon Lord in the history of his race, saw these words emerge after he touched the Key of the Star Prison, the most powerful artifact of the demon race, handed to him just before the old Demon Lord's death. According to the demon race's records, no Demon Lord had ever achieved this. However, over a span of a hundred thousand years, Timothy had easily passed 16,383 trials. Now, once again, he turned the Key of the Star Prison, and an unknown force mistakenly sent him to a brand new world, transforming him into an unknown and seemingly worthless demonic cultivator disciple. And the formidable opponent he was about to face in this world was the powerful Goddess Sylvia. When Goddess Sylvia received the challenge Timothy handed her, her cheeks flushed... "My dear Sylvia, I want you to know how deeply I love you. My heart belongs to you, now and forever."

Dawnheart · Fantasia
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476 Chs

So, what’s going on here?

"Hey Azura, everything good with the Valentine's Day gift?" Timothy whispered to Azura.

"Don't worry, without Aegir messing things up, finding nine pure-blooded dragons in the Shrine of the Oceanic Dragon is a piece of cake for someone with my dragon lineage.

I could even personally oversee it to make sure you get the most impressive Valentine's Day gift on the entire South River Road." Azura patted her flat chest, confidently promising.

"Good to hear."

Timothy nodded, then turned to Sylvia and said, "Honey, I'm heading out now. I'll take care of everything at the Blooming Sanctuary.

And…"

Timothy stopped short of mentioning the Valentine's Day plans, and Sylvia pretended not to notice.

Their eyes met briefly before they both quickly looked away, as if neither of them knew what the other was up to.

"Hmph, just go already. I don't want to see you for the next ten days," Sylvia huffed, tilting her head in a mock display of arrogance.