Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Is He a Princess?

Chou Song said with satisfaction within Ye Nanque's body, "Very good. I think this Mu Jiulin is quite sensible and didn't waste your breath. Speaking of which, you righteous people are really strange. You clearly hate him, yet you don't want me to kill him. He clearly knows you're jealous of him, yet he acts completely obedient in front of you. Tsk, it's quite amazing."

Ye Nanque ignored Chou Song's words and watched as Mu Jiulin's eyes lost their luster, like a pearl covered with dust, and dimmed in an instant.

Fang Kui snorted coldly, as if he looked down on Mu Jiulin because of his youthful appearance and the fact that he had lost his mind so easily, thinking he was just a young cultivator with low cultivation. He turned to Ye Nanque and said, "Follow me."

Ye Nanque followed Fang Kui for a few steps and noticed that Mu Jiulin was still standing there motionless, his eyes were vacant, and he looked like a walking corpse.

Ye Nanque stopped and asked, "Can't he hear what we are saying?"

Fang Kui rolled his eyes. "My pupil-controlling technique has different effects on different people. If someone has deep cultivation, they can resist it and behave like a six or seven-year-old child. But I see him, huh, he can't resist it at all. He's deeply immersed in it. Of course, he can't hear or see anything we say or do."

Ye Nanque walked up to Mu Jiulin, thought for a moment, reached out and took his hand, whispering, "Follow me."

Mu Jiulin let him lead him and moved his body.

Ye Nanque held Mu Jiulin's hand, not walking fast, but he could take a good look at the Wanku Valley. As the name suggests, the climate in the valley is cold, there is no sunlight, and it is always in the eternal night, so the grass and trees are all withered and yellow. But it can't be said to be depressed. There is no sunlight, but there are ghost lights. The blue, purple, and red ghost lights illuminate the monster market, adding an exotic atmosphere. There are all kinds of businesses in the market. Seeing Ye Nanque, they all feel very novel and secretly look at him. There are even little monsters pulling his sleeves. Ye Nanque lowered his head and saw a butterfly monster that was only as tall as his legs. It was holding a basket in one hand and looked at him with big eyes: "Are you from outside the Wanku Valley?"

Ye Nanque was stunned for a moment and hummed.

The little butterfly demon took out a talisman from the basket and said, "I'm giving you a bad luck talisman. Stick it on someone you hate, and I guarantee they'll get a sticky tooth when they drink water, knock their teeth when they walk, and break their teeth when they eat."

So this spell is only for the teeth, right?

Ye Nanque smiled but didn't answer.

The little butterfly demon said, "I'm not giving it to you for free. Since you can enter and exit the Valley of Ten Thousand Withered Trees freely, just bring me a flower from outside next time."

So that's how it is. Ye Nanque realized that the vegetation in the Wanku Valley was withered, and these little monsters had low cultivation and couldn't get out. Flowers and green grass were probably rare things here.

Speaking of which, Mu Jiulin does have this ability. Ye Nanque has seen him turn flowers and grass into flowers before. He picked up a dead branch and put it in Mu Jiulin's hand, trying to make him turn into a flower.

Ye Nanque was just trying it casually, and didn't care if it worked or not. Unexpectedly, the dead branch turned from yellow to green in Mu Jiulin's hands, and a light-colored flower bud bloomed on the branch within a few seconds.

The butterfly demon excitedly took the flower and put the unlucky talisman in Ye Nanque's hand.

Soon, another group of little demons gathered around. Ye Nanque put the dead branches in Mu Jiulin's hands, and they turned into flowers one by one and distributed them.

Although this little episode was quite heartwarming, Ye Nanque always felt that something was wrong after careful consideration. With his intelligence, he quickly figured it out.

Ye Nanque: [Could he be a princess?]

System: […Who are you talking about?]

Ye Nanque: [Mu Jiulin, he's practically a Disney princess! Isn't this a skill only Disney princesses possess? And that scene just now! A bunch of little animals surrounded Mu Jiulin and tried to take away the flowers he conjured! Totally Disney!]

System: […Is that so?]

Ye Nanque: [Speaking of which, I've always felt that the author's setting for the protagonist Mu's plant roots was rather useless. Both Hengshui and Gu Silk can enhance the protagonist's combat power, but what's the point of having plant roots? Now I understand, the author's goal was to create a loving character like Mu, one who loves nature and animals. Have you ever heard of a tiger sniffing out roses? It's this kind of contrast!]

System: […Is that so?]

Ye Nanque said firmly: [That's definitely the case. You can't go wrong by listening to me. Otherwise, how else can you use these plant spiritual roots?]

The system thought for a moment: [Oh, that might be the case.]

Ye Nanque held Princess Mu's hand more and more lightly.

Because they were delayed for too long, Fang Kui couldn't help but urge them: "Hurry up, don't let the Demon Lord wait too long."

As he said this, he seemed to think Mu Jiulin was walking too slowly and was about to reach out to grab his collar and pull him forward.

Ye Nanque glanced at him and blocked Mu Jiulin with a sword: "Since you said we are invited guests, we should treat us as guests."

Fang Kui was speechless, his face gloomy as he continued to lead the way. Ye Nanque followed behind him and secretly stuck the unlucky talisman on the sole of Fang Kui's shoe.

Sangyun Hall, the main hall of the Demon Palace where Chou Song is located.

As soon as he entered Sangyun Hall, Ye Nanque could faintly sense that the demonic energy there was far stronger than when he was at the market outside. Fang Kui led him into the hall, where he saw a very coquettish purple curtain blocking Chou Song's true form. Only the outline of a figure could be seen. Chou Song's voice came from behind the curtain: "Fang Kui, please leave."

As soon as Fang Kui left, Chou Song couldn't wait to order Ye Nanque: "Alright, now that there's no one else here, quickly return that wisp of spiritual consciousness in your body to me."

The consciousness of Chou Song in the body also felt the call of the original body, and couldn't wait to break away from the constraints of this body. Ye Nanque directly pressed a few acupoints, sealed the secrets, and turned his body into a cage to trap the consciousness. Although with Chou Song's strength, he could only be trapped for a while, but this time was enough.

Chou Song: "What are you doing?"

Ye Nanque said, "Bargain."

Chou Song chuckled twice: "Just tell me what you want."

The tone is quite generous.

Ye Nanque stepped forward as he spoke: "You know exactly what I want, but I want to ask, how much can you give me? A few strands of demonic energy are no longer enough to satisfy me. I want something that can serve me for a longer period of time."

Chou Song said, "You're so arrogant. After all, you just helped me channel a wisp of spiritual consciousness. Do you really think you can threaten me?"

"Yes, it's just a wisp of consciousness." Ye Nanque said, "You lost your composure, and I discovered your weakness. You, a dignified Demon Lord, can't even summon a wisp of your own consciousness, and you need to use my body to carry it. Besides, if it really is an insignificant consciousness, why would you give it up? But you can't. I think that what I carry within me... is probably not an 'insignificant' consciousness."

Ye Nanque had already walked to the front of the curtain, and a demonic energy rushed out from the curtain and hit his feet. It was a warning from Chou Song.

Ye Nanque was not frightened. He slowly opened the curtain and said, "Demon Lord, please don't push me too far, lest I get scared and perish along with your consciousness."

Behind the curtain, Chou Song supported his chin and stared at him expressionlessly. There were several abnormal purple marks on his neck that crawled out from the collar and had climbed up to his jaw.

Ye Nanque pursed his lips and said, "It seems that I guessed right. Your true body has weakened to this extent. The so-called 'a trace of spiritual consciousness in Pei Feng' that you mentioned is actually the source of most of your power."

Cho Song raised the corner of his mouth in a half-smile: "Did I underestimate you before? Being too smart is not a good thing. It's easy to lose the qualifications to do business."

As soon as he finished speaking, the things in Ye Nanque's body tried to rush out with all his strength. He was unable to hold on for a moment and vomited a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Ye Nanque shouted, "Mu Jiulin!"

Mu Jiulin, who seemed confused just now, suddenly jumped up, and the Hengshui in his hand emitted a dazzling light in the dim Sangyun Palace.