Chapter 227 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Angered to Tears by His Black-Hearted Nephew (05)
Yu Sheng made a "please" gesture, but how could Feng Ciye leave?
He grabbed Yu Sheng's wrist and noticed that her hand was much warmer than during the day, probably because she had been soaking in the hot spring.
"You, you let me go!"
"If I refuse to release you, what should Immortal Venerable Yaoyue do?"
Yu Sheng was furious. She raised her hand and used her spiritual power to strike Feng Ciye with a palm, but Feng Ciye calmly caught it.
Sensing the lingering demonic energy from their fight, Yu Sheng frowned deeply, as if he could trap a fly.
"What, does Immortal Venerable Yaoyue know my identity?"
Yu Sheng replied calmly, "A demon race, and you even refer to yourself as 'this one,' so you must be the Demon Lord Ye Ci who suddenly appeared?"
"As expected of the Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, even if he is blind, he can still recognize my identity."
Yu Sheng silently rolled her eyes in her mind.
I thought to myself, not only do I know you are the Demon Lord, but I also know that you are my good nephew Feng Ciye!
Feng Ciye, Ye Ci, it's not that you hid it well all these years, but that they're all out of their minds, unable to even guess this.
If the various sects knew what Yu Sheng was thinking, they would probably cry out that they were wronged.
That Feng Ciye was just a little disciple who had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage and was relatively unknown. Putting aside the fact that most of them didn't even know that the Sword Sect had such a disciple, even if they did know, how could they possibly suspect that a little disciple at the Foundation Establishment stage was a Tribulation Transcending stage expert or the Demon Lord himself?
Who would believe that if I told them?!
Yu Sheng ignored the sarcasm in his words and instead reminded him, "Your Majesty, you are now within my Sword Sect. If I send a message to the Sect Master, Your Majesty will likely face the risk of being besieged by the entire Sword Sect. I imagine Your Majesty would not want to see that outcome, would you?"
"Heh, is Immortal Venerable Yaoyue threatening me?"
Feng Ciye suddenly attacked, grabbing Yu Sheng's neck with his fingers and pulling him out of the hot spring.
At this moment, Yu Sheng was only wearing a pure white undergarment. After soaking in the hot spring, the undergarment was soaked by the spring water and clung to Yu Sheng's body in a wrinkled state, showing off his perfect figure.
When Feng Ciye pulled Yu Sheng out of the water, he was caught off guard and witnessed this scene.
The pressure on his hand suddenly loosened for a moment.
But it immediately tightened.
Yu Sheng's face flushed red as he pinched her, and her breathing became increasingly rapid as she struggled to break free from Kai Feng Ci Ye's hold.
"Let...let go..."
Feng Ciye enjoyed watching Yu Sheng struggle in his hands, feeling extremely pleased.
But after the initial pleasure comes endless emptiness.
Finally, Feng Ciye released Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng knelt on the ground, clutching her chest and panting heavily, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yu Sheng coughed violently twice, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He casually wiped the blood from his mouth and looked straight in Feng Ciye's direction.
"Look at our Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, what's wrong with him? Why is he vomiting blood?" Feng Ciye squatted down, raised his hand to pinch Yu Sheng's chin, and carefully examined his face.
Even Feng Ciye had to admit that Yu Sheng did indeed have a face that was completely different from his own.
He thought that probably no one would imagine that such a face could hide such a vicious mind.
If 888 were still awake, she would definitely argue with him: No, all he could think about was how to get you!
"Let me go!" Yu Sheng shouted weakly, the spiritual power in her hand was scattered by Feng Ciye with a wave of his sleeve before it could be formed.
"Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, you should save your energy. With your current strength, you can't even struggle against me. You could probably be killed by any Qi Refining cultivator."
Yu Sheng remained silent and did not utter a word.
"What brings Your Majesty the Demon Lord here? Could it be that Your Majesty has come here on purpose to humiliate me?!"
Feng Ciye silently replied to him in her heart: You guessed right.
"I do not believe I have ever met His Majesty the Demon Lord, so why does His Majesty harbor such hostility towards me?"
Feng Ciye: I've seen you before, how could I not have seen you before? My dear Uncle-Master, I've been hanging around in front of you all the time!
"The Demon Clan and the Immortal Sect have always been at odds, and you, Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, are one of the best among the Immortal Sect, so naturally you are the Demon Clan's number one enemy. Now that you, Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, have become a cripple, do you think I shouldn't come and ridicule you?"
Yu Sheng remained silent, head down, seemingly lost in thought.
In reality, Yu Sheng was thinking: Didn't you say you were going to kill him? And this is it?!
He had actually been looking forward to it for a while, but it turns out Feng Ciye wasn't up to par!
Feng Ciye didn't care what Yu Sheng was thinking, smiled and said, "Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, we'll meet again..."
After saying that, he disappeared beside the hot spring.
Not long after, Feng Ciye, who had changed his identity back to Yu Sheng's "good" junior disciple, arrived late again. When he saw Yu Sheng sitting on the ground with his clothes disheveled, he was immediately shocked and rushed to Yu Sheng.
"Uncle-Master, what happened?"
Yu Sheng thought to herself: You think I won't recognize you just because you switched back to your main account?
Yu Sheng coughed up blood, her body went limp, and she collapsed gracefully into Feng Ciye's arms.
Feng Ciye suppressed the urge to throw her out. He frowned as he looked at Yu Shengman's dirty undergarments, and with a look of disgust, he took Yu Shengman's arm and rinsed her in the hot spring.
After rinsing her clean, he nodded in satisfaction. Then, he used his fire elemental power to dry her off, picked up a change of clothes from the side, wrapped Yu Sheng tightly in them, and used his object manipulation technique to make Yu Sheng float in the air before throwing her into the room.
Yu Sheng, who had been pretending to be dizzy the whole time, was furious.
Is he using himself to cook hot pot?! Even if he's a germaphobe, this is still ridiculous!
Then, after glancing at the unconscious 888, he disdainfully kicked it into the hot spring.
Yu Sheng's dog? It should be soaked in water more often, it would be best if it drowned.
Feng Ciye thought maliciously.
After finishing everything, the person dusted off non-existent dust and went back to their room for a good night's sleep.
As for Yu Sheng, who vomited blood and fainted?
He's dizzy, he doesn't care whether Yu Sheng lives or dies!
As for what Yu Sheng will say tomorrow, he will say that he gave Yu Sheng the medicine. Anyway, he was already unconscious and couldn't possibly know what he did.
Feng Ciye thought to himself with delight before drifting off to sleep.
At that moment, Yu Sheng suddenly sat up in bed, walked to the hot spring by instinct, and then, unsurprisingly, discovered that her dog was missing.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Sheng used her spiritual power to search for 888's figure in the hot spring.
Then they dragged a silly dog out of the hot spring.
He slapped 888 unconscious. When 888 suddenly woke up, he was confused for a moment, and then looked around in surprise and uncertainty.
"Sheng Sheng, where is that scoundrel Feng Ciye?"
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