Chapter 59 A Barren Hill of Dry Bones
"What do you mean 'dare' or 'dare'? You actually believe her?" Ao Bai bristled. "I'm warning you, impulsiveness is the devil."
Huali glanced at it sideways, "Want to know? It's simple, just use the obedience talisman."
"Then why didn't you use it just now?"
Just thinking about this "Flower Pear" card makes me despair. Where are you, the Chosen One of the Gold Series Cards? This one-time-per-day usage opportunity is such a rip-off.
“Good things should be used wisely. She just mentioned that she needs to find Steward Gao for the Gu worms, which means that Steward Gao must know something. Let’s go find him too.”
Even so, Ao Bai couldn't help but remind him, "So far, these obedience talismans have all been used on mortals. Are you sure you can handle a Golden Core cultivator?"
"So I've been waiting for an opportunity these past few days, and look, here it is!"
She reached into the small cloth pocket under Ao Bai's chin and took out a spirit stone.
There is nothing in the world that money can't solve; if there is, then more money will do.
Ao Bai: You can guard against a thief within your own ranks day and night, but you can't guard against one from within! Give it back to me!
*
Another batch of slaves was killed today, and blood flowed densely into the grooves of the altar, yet it was still some distance from being completely filled.
Gao Li flicked his sleeves, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness. Although the death of these slaves was not a pity, killing people every day was bad enough, but having to listen to their wailing and howling was unbearable. No one would want to take on this job.
A cold wind blew through the continuous rain. Gao Li pulled his collar tighter, preparing to go back and warm some wine, when suddenly a figure came running quickly from afar. The figure looked at him as if he had seen his long-lost father. "Manager Gao—"
"It's been so long since I've seen you, you've lost so much weight!" Huali looked at him with familiarity and was about to step forward when she was stopped by the guards beside Gao Li.
"Who are you to dare to be so insolent!"
Hua Li immediately removed her veil, "It's me, Steward Gao. I'm only able to work in the kitchen because of you. As soon as this month's spirit stones came in, I came to offer them to you."
She raised the wine jug in her hand, and a rich aroma of wine wafted out.
Gao Li narrowed his eyes and finally realized who it was. He waved to the guards beside him, signaling them to leave.
He thought the girl was long dead, but he never expected her to be alive and kicking. It truly proves the saying, "A scourge can live a thousand years."
The troublemaker grinned and slipped a packet of spirit stones into his sleeve. "Shall I have a drink with you?"
The head steward glanced at it briefly, then his eyes lit up. "You do have some sense."
Hua Li, who had a keen eye, was so angry she almost gritted her teeth. All the spirit stones she had taken out of Ao Bai's pocket were inside.
She has to take it back immediately after she's done using it, immediately!
*
The place where they were drinking wasn't far from here, right in the rest pavilion under the artificial hill. If anything happened, they could just shout and someone would come running. It was extremely safe, and both Huali and Gaoli were very satisfied.
After a few rounds of drinks, and with Huali's enthusiastic flattery, Gao Li became more talkative.
He squinted at Huali and said, "You little girl, you've got some luck. It's a good thing you had your face painted, otherwise you would be the one who died."
Huali continued pouring wine into Gao Li's wine glass. "Alas, I'm just unlucky. I truly love the King," she said, wiping away imaginary tears, feigning nonchalance. "If you could grant me my wish, I would give you my entire fortune..."
Gao Li paused, his hand holding the wine glass still, goosebumps rising all over his body. In this day and age, are there still people who genuinely like the king?
He shook his head: "That's just bad luck. If you had come five or six days earlier, I might have been able to help you."
Huali's eyes lit up. "Really?"
After downing a glass of wine, Gao Li pointed towards the altar behind the main hall, where a crimson light flashed and then immediately disappeared.
"Did you see that? Every time the red light flashes, it means that ten people are sacrificed at the same time."
This light would appear every few hours without interruption.
Huali had seen people brought in from the Colosseum. Most of them were thin old people and middle-aged men dressed in tattered clothes, their eyes empty and numb as if all their energy had been drained.
The demon race has a clear hierarchy, making it extremely difficult for ordinary people to live a decent life. The seven demon kings divide up the best resources, while the leftover scraps are barely enough to fill one's stomach.
No wonder Qi Zhi was willing to sacrifice her life for three low-grade spirit stones.
She looked up at the rain falling from the eaves, and in the distance, the red light flickered once more.
Gao Li sipped his wine and looked over. "The demons are warlike. Every new moon, the seven kings can challenge the demon lord. This year, it's the king's turn to preside. I have a treasure that, once eaten, can not only restore one's appearance but also allow mortals to cultivate immortality."
Huali adjusted her expression and chuckled, "Such a magical thing? Chief Steward Gao, could you please let me take a look?"
"Look?" Gao Li scoffed. "It's been used up long ago."
"The last one was also buried in that batch of seeds..." Realizing he had misspoke, he paused, "Anyway, you—" But before he could finish speaking, a golden light pierced his brow.
Huali watched Gao Li nervously, her eyes shifting from surprise to confusion. She struggled and resisted repeatedly, but was ultimately overwhelmed by the alcohol and completely lost her ability to fight back.
"Go on, where is Qizhi?"
"Qizhi is being guarded by someone in the great array behind the mountain. She will enter the array in three days."
"What kind of formation is that? What is Solly going to do?"
"Mortals and demonic beasts were sacrificed, and the seeds nurtured in the harem awaited the formation of the array... uh."
During the spiritual energy battle, Huali felt a sharp pain in her chest. She swallowed the metallic taste in her throat and suppressed Gao Li's growing consciousness. "Where is he being held?"
"The dungeon beneath the city walls."
puff--
Huali coughed up a mouthful of blood...
"After we finished drinking, you told me to leave first. I never gave you any spirit stones..." Blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth. Hua Li gritted her teeth and said, "Give me another one."
Gao Li immediately took out a spirit stone from his pocket, which Ao Bai snatched in his mouth and rushed into the bushes.
After doing all this, Huali turned on her and ran away.
*
Having not coughed up blood for a long time, Huali was still quite unaccustomed to it, and it took her quite a while to find Aobai.
It was squatting under the tree, sweeping the spirit stones one by one with its tail and carrying them into its small cloth bag.
Just as Karin was about to speak, she heard voices not far away.
This place is close to the Cold Palace, so few people come here. If there is any noise, it must be a conspiracy.
Huali tiptoed over and pricked up her ears.
"All the magical beasts here have been hunted down; these are magical cores," a slightly gruff voice said. "But we still haven't been able to find any level three magical beasts..."
"We've made contact with Tuowu outside the city. The Second Prince knows about Soli's plan, but for some reason, he hasn't stopped it. My lord, please be careful before the new moon. As for the remaining demon cores, I'll figure something out... Who's there!"
Cenxi's sharp gaze swept over, and before she could even see his movements, Huali was frozen in place.
"court death!"
Wen Jin rolled up his overly long sleeves without any expression. The clothes he was wearing were all prepared for him by Hua Li, with a gaudy style, and were called "Miracle Jin Jin".
Wen Jin was indifferent to food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. After experiencing hardship in his childhood, fine food and drink were merely icing on the cake and were dispensable.
He bent down to straighten his slightly crooked sash, his voice cold: "Kill him."
Cenxi and Huali looked up at the same time.
"yes."
"Wen Jin?"
Wen Jin looked up abruptly upon hearing the sound.
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