Chapter 39 How many women has the Immortal Lord been in contact with...?
It's no wonder Meng Ji asked this question; in his limited and brief relationships with women, only one person had such a temperament.
And will the lady come?
Meng was extremely uncertain; in truth, the lady should not have come to such a dangerous place, nor would she have appeared here.
But what if, what if the lady begs the elder? And what if the elder can't withstand the lady's torment and changes her appearance...?
Thinking about this, Meng Ji smiled wryly, looking rather helpless.
How could I possibly come up with such fantastical ideas? Or have I been reading too many storybooks lately, causing such bizarre and outlandish tales to spring to my head?
The lady is a demon; she wouldn't need to beg the elders, she could have come directly. Besides, the lady is still angry and probably doesn't want to see him.
Although he didn't know why the lady had made love to him, the enchanting night couldn't completely bewitch his mind.
Before leaving, he specifically left Xiaoyun behind, also to keep an eye on Yaojin. If Yaojin left Buzhou Mountain or encountered any accident, Xiaoyun would inform him through the communicator.
But it doesn't exist now, so this isn't the lady.
Meng Ji closed his eyes.
Yao Jin seemed a little angry. What does that mean?
How many women has he been with to say something like that?
"I don't know how many women you've been with, nor do I know what other women are like. You've probably asked the wrong question, Immortal Lord," Yao Jin said.
She has a bad temper and will speak out if she is unhappy. This time, she only spoke after considering whether she needed someone's help.
Even though Yao Jin restrained himself, Meng Ji was still momentarily speechless. He didn't want to explain to any woman other than his wife, so he stopped talking.
Po Jun smiled faintly at her, "Yao, don't you want to go to Mount Buzhou anymore?"
Being so close, Po Jun could already smell the scent of gold emanating from Meng Ji. Besides the intense hatred between rivals meeting, he also possessed a remarkably keen sense of judgment.
"Immortal Lord, please allow me to offer some words of explanation," Po Jun said on behalf of Yao Jin, then pulled Yao Jin aside.
Po Jun's hands were too hot to ignore, just like his person.
Almost as soon as she got his hands on him, Yao Jin started to struggle. She clawed at him with her nails while yelling, "Let me go!"
After being repeatedly rejected by the woman he loved, Po Jun became angry and immediately cast a barrier around them.
Cultivators can set up barriers, and so can demons. But the barrier that Po Jun threw down this time stunned Yao Jin for a moment. In that instant, Po Jun's speed was incredibly fast. He grabbed both of Yao Jin's hands with one hand, making it impossible for her to break free, and with the other hand, he pulled and hugged her, lifting her away into the air.
Po Jun coldly pressed, "Tell me, what's going on with your Demonic Scale? How did it end up on him?"
"Is the Mirror of Origin on him?"
In fact, this was also Yao Jin's mistake.
The Golden Demon's body is a snake, also known as a small dragon. Dragons have scales, and so do snakes. Perhaps other snakes don't, but she does.
Just as Yao Jin didn't care about other women, she didn't care about other snakes either. She only knew that she had these scales since she could remember, and she usually didn't touch them, because touching them would hurt like being cooked in hot oil.
Po Jun had accidentally touched it before and was chased all over the Demon Realm by Yao Jin; he knew that.
But even if it hurts so much, why leave the scales on the other person?
Po Jun became suspicious, and Yao Jin suddenly stiffened. Because of his momentary distraction, he went to the far corner of the cave.
But almost the instant Yao Jin's feet touched the ground, she slapped Po Jun across the face, "How dare you!"
Po Jun's head was knocked to the side, but he still took the hit. However, after taking the hit, he quickly questioned Yao Jin, "So your demonic scale is on him, then the Mirror of Origin must be on him..."
"No, that's not true. My demon scale is still here with me." Yao Jin quickly interrupted him, not giving him a chance to think. "What makes you doubt me like that? Are you out of your mind?!"
Po Jun looked at her with a chill in his eyes, "He's covered in your scent, it's so strong it makes me nauseous!"
The Demon Scale is Yao Jin's most treasured possession. It has long been imbued with Yao Jin's essence. To put it bluntly, if the Demon Scale were taken out alone, an unknown person might mistake it for a clone of Yao Jin.
At this moment, Po Jun was furious. Due to jealousy, the face he had transformed into "Ding Wang" had disappeared, and what appeared in its place was a face with distinct features, deep and sharp, which, combined with his tall figure, was simply too aggressive.
Fortunately, he had his back to Meng Ji, and Yao Jin breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the next moment she was displeased, "What disgusting? If you can't stand my smell, you can cut off your nose yourself."
She knew Po Jun didn't like her, but she never expected him to despise her so much.
Dislike is also two-sided. Even though it wasn't the right time for her to turn against him, Yao Jin couldn't help but hurl insults at him, "So what if you hate me? I'm still the leader of the Four Demons. Don't forget that this is the honor my father gave me. Now that you dare to offend me, when my father returns, I will tear you to pieces!"
No one is willing to be subservient to others. Yao Jin is the leader of the Four Demons, not simply because Yao Jin thinks the other two demons regard her as their leader and Po Jun can only follow suit. Besides those ulterior motives, there is also the fact that Yao Jin is more favored by the Demon King.
Now, when the Demon King is mentioned, Po Jun naturally has some reservations, but he feels more annoyed. He is annoyed that he always makes Yao Jin misunderstand him, even though he just hates that someone has monopolized her.
Po Jun didn't want the misunderstanding to continue, "Yao Jin, you've misunderstood, I..."
He stopped speaking halfway through his sentence, as if he was holding back something.
After a while, Po Jun took a deep breath and changed the subject again, "Is the Trace Mirror on Meng Ji?"
Suspicion is one thing, certainty is another. The methods used for these two are different. After finishing speaking, Po Jun stared intently at Yao Jin, not missing a single expression from her.
Their eyes met, and Yao Jin naturally noticed Po Jun's observation. Her heart was pounding, and her back was soaked with sweat.
Judging from the way Po Jun forcibly abducted her just now, his cultivation must have improved a lot. The fact that the demon could set up a barrier used by cultivators means that a Nascent Soul cultivator is no more than an ant to Po Jun now.
Xiao Daojun must not be discovered! He will die.
Yao Jin tilted her head back and said, slowly and deliberately, "Of course not."
"Didn't you want to know why he smells like me? It's because we're husband and wife, so naturally we do what husband and wife do. We're together day and night, and we're inseparable."
"That's why he smells like me."
The words fell like a thunderclap, and Po Jun glared angrily, "How dare you!"
Some things can be left unsaid and ignored, but once spoken, they can no longer be pretended not to know. Po Jun's heart was bleeding with hatred, and his voice became hoarse, "Yao Jin, you really have no heart."
As the two were talking, Meng Ji was watching them from not far away.
However, he no longer harbored his previous suspicions, and his gaze towards them was icy cold—of course, he still had suspicions, but these suspicions had changed to a different kind, a deadly kind.
What is a barrier? It's an invisible barrier erected using spiritual energy, or aided by arrays or talismans, to isolate oneself from the outside world. Cultivators can set them up, and so can demons. But the difference is that when a cultivator sets up a barrier, their spiritual energy itself fluctuates. Of course, powerful beings might not, but Meng Ji doesn't believe that Ding Wang is a powerful being.
Meng Ji moved closer and flicked his finger, withdrawing a wisp of spiritual energy from the edge of the barrier—the spiritual energy of the treasure-hunting beast.
Humans may be mistaken, but beasts will not.
Treasure-hunting beasts are born with a love for treasure, and they dislike demons that only bring destruction the most.
Of course, Mengji was also disliked by the treasure-hunting beasts, but Mengji's fate was too fierce, so the treasure-hunting beasts dared not act rashly.
But it was, after all, a precious beast of Mount Buzhou. Now, it was captured and felt utterly humiliated. Its body, which had been forcibly shrunk, kept thrashing about in Meng Ji's sleeve, its claws flailing wildly.
But after it finished swinging its claws, the treasure-hunting beast suddenly froze. It retracted its clumsy, thick claws and pretended to be dead.
Feeling the stinging pain from the sharp cuts on his arm, Meng Ji glanced at his sleeve, which had returned to silence. He casually waved a wisp of spiritual energy, and the treasure-hunting beast peacefully fainted in his sleeve.
Upon confirming this, Meng Ji smiled as usual.
The secret realm is dangerous, even the treasure-hunting beast judges it that way, so the source of this danger is these two?
Or is it just one person?
Meng Ji's eyes darted between the girl and "Ding Wang," finally giving "Ding Wang" a deep look.
"Have you two decided yet?" Meng Ji asked the two softly, standing at the edge of the barrier.
"Alright." Yao Jin withdrew her gaze from Po Jun. She felt a little strange about Po Jun and whispered, "Change back first, and we'll talk about it later."
Po Jun didn't move at all upon hearing this.
"Hmm?" Meng Ji asked again, but he couldn't hear Yao Jin's words through the barrier.
Sounds from outside the barrier could be heard, but sounds from inside the barrier could not be heard. At this moment, Yao Jin suddenly remembered that the barrier had not been removed yet, but it was a barrier formed by the Po Jun Knot, and she did not have the power to break it.
Yao Jin smiled apologetically at Meng Ji and slowly mouthed, "Wait a little longer."
Meng Ji then waited politely.
"What's wrong with you? Change back now!" Yao Jin was anxious and kicked Po Jun. But the burly man in front of him remained unmoved.
She grew anxious, "If you don't change back, we'll be discovered, and how will we blend in with them?"
"Don't you want your father to come back to life?!"
That final shout jolted Po Jun awake from his daze. He looked up at her.
Yao Jin looked expectant, but then heard a soft laugh—"What are you afraid of?"
"So what if he knows I'm a demon? At worst, we can just kill everyone here. Wouldn't it be better to spend the rest of our time searching for the Mirror of Origin?" Po Jun surprisingly said.
"Are you crazy..." Yao Jin felt that these words were not something Po Jun would say. She asked suspiciously, "Don't you like to lurk in the shadows and act like a rat in a ditch? Now that there is a bloodless method, why don't you use it?"
As a subordinate who was almost a colleague, Yao Jin knew his personality all too well. Little did he know that as soon as he said this, the other person's breathing became rapid.
Po Jun gritted his teeth, "Is this how you see me?"
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