Chapter 40 Triggers a Strong Reaction: Fu Ming indeed provoked Xiao Huaiyuan...
After the snow, the sky was a clear, deep blue. The Kunlun Mountains were calm and quiet, with no wind or rain, except for the rustling sound of snow-laden pine branches.
And the casual chatter that lingered in Xiao Huaiyuan's ear.
Fu Ming was extremely busy. Every time he opened the door, he was met with a fierce battle. At first, it was relatively easy, but later he seemed to have stumbled upon some kind of den of thieves, and monsters that were close to the Nascent Soul stage kept swarming towards him.
It's not that you can't kill them, but it's still a lot of effort to chop them down.
Coincidentally, the system was slow to respond due to poor signal, so Fu Ming used Xiao Huaiyuan as a second dumping ground for his complaints.
"It would be one thing if the True Immortal Palace didn't keep some cranes, koi, and spirit turtles, but why does it keep stuffing in grotesque wooden puppets, Rakshasa, and white-haired zombies? Where is the Daoist spirit and immortal demeanor of a True Immortal?"
“Something’s not quite right.” Xiao Huaiyuan also played the straight man, quite cooperatively.
Inside a chamber of the Fox Palace, a clanging sound rang out again—the metallic clang of swords clashing against iron. Fu Ming was using his sword like a knife, slashing without a second thought, striving to cut deep into the bone with every strike.
Then the sound suddenly stopped, and flames suddenly burst into flames, burning the ferocious white-haired beasts until they roared and rolled on the ground.
"Cough cough."
The stench from burning the white-haired lichen oil was so foul that it brought tears to Fu Ming's eyes and caused him to cough incessantly.
The sacred tree was already a hundred and eight thousand miles away from him, yet the fruit remained at a constant distance; the fox had deliberately led him down this dangerous path.
To catch up, we must speed up our breakout.
Xiao Huaiyuan's deep voice poured cold water on his enthusiasm: "There is a divine fox relief in the previous palace room. Why not turn back and leave in advance?"
They forgot that Xiao Huaiyuan wasn't a system, and knew nothing about his true identity as a demon lord and a cool, arrogant dragon, still thinking of him as a novice Golden Core cultivator.
Fu Ming, who was resting against the palace wall and waiting for the gate to open, subconsciously argued with his junior brother: "That's not right. We've already come this far, how can we give up halfway? Besides, I also picked up some rare things from the monster's corpse."
The Demon Realm is bitterly cold, and a conscientious demon cultivator like him, who doesn't like burning, killing, and looting, usually lives a very frugal life. It would be good to take this opportunity to save up some money for a wife.
He sifted through the ashes left by the white-haired zombie and found a crystal core. The spiritual energy contained within it was abundant and solid. It was a pity that it was a metal-type spiritual core, not the fire-type one that suited him. Otherwise, it could have been inlaid on the hilt of his sword to enhance the power of the magic weapon.
Fu Ming casually added, "Even if I don't need it myself, it would be nice to give it to my future Daoist partner."
"You already have someone you like?"
As Xiao Huaiyuan's reply drifted over, Fu Ming, who was sneaking through the window, stumbled upon hearing it and nearly fell straight into the gaping mouth of the bronze beast.
boom!
A towering flame instantly engulfed the entire back garden.
While clearing out the bronze beast, it also drained most of the spiritual power stored in Fu Ming's body.
"I didn't hear what Master was saying just now."
Fu Ming didn't know why he felt guilty. Xiao Huaiyuan was taciturn, but when he spoke, he said things that were earth-shattering. If he said yes, it wouldn't be right; if he said no, it wouldn't be right either.
Ultimately, why did Xiao Huaiyuan ask this question?
Did he discover Mingchen's illicit affair with him?
Fu Ming's thoughts raced, and he interpreted the sarcastic response: After Xiao Huaiyuan noticed something amiss, he couldn't believe that his disciple, to whom he had poured his heart and soul, was such a despicable person, so he secretly tested him.
Sure enough, Xiao Huaiyuan's next sentence confirmed his guess.
He tapped the jade slip and said, "The jade slip was made by the Qian Yuan Immortal Venerable himself before his ascension. It can be connected to the soul and is most stable in the secret realm. You should be able to hear it clearly."
Just in time.
He was just wondering how to give Xiao Huaiyuan a strong dose of medicine, first to make him lower his guard, then to disgust him, and do this several times, so that he would surely be furious.
Fu Ming's face lit up with joy, his tone brimming with excitement, as if he were a young man experiencing his first love, sharing his sweetheart with his master.
"Nothing can escape Master's eyes. You guessed right, I do have someone I love. I'll tell him as soon as I leave the Fox Palace..."
The hushed speech abruptly ended.
He seemed to see the tip of the fox's tail in the relief on the wall twitch.
With lightning speed, Fu Ming grabbed the tail of the relief on the wall with one hand and pulled out a white-browed red fox with sparse fur.
This fox is quite unpleasant to look at. Not only is there a large bald patch on its forehead, but its narrow, squinty fox eyes, which it can't open, also look rather lewd.
It was that little fox thief who stole the pearl fruit.
"You actually dare to walk right into our trap." Fu Ming's smile was chilling.
He lifted the fox by its tail, letting its thin arms and legs kick and thrash about.
As he pulled out the fox's tail, he vaguely sensed that Hua Shi had jumped from another space to this place. It seemed that the fox was half-attached to the relief and was constantly monitoring his movements.
Fu Ming: "Hand over the pearl and the fruit."
The fox closed its eyes and kicked its legs, mimicking a dead body.
Fu Ming reached out and forcibly pried open its mouth, but was bitten back by its sharp teeth. Fu Ming was so angry that he used his fingertips to roast its bald head, which was now covered in stubble.
"No, no, no, my fur is very valuable. If you can help me do something, I will return the fruit to you."
The fox shrank its head and curled its tail into a ball, showing that it must have been quite cute when its fur was still thick.
Fu Ming couldn't help but touch the fox's tail; its texture was somewhat like hay. He then threatened, "Why do you think I would agree? Wouldn't it be the same to kill you and take you back?"
"Then... how about I take you to the True Immortal's Cave? The path to the trial is now closed, and even with the guidance of a disciple of an Immortal Venerable, you can't get in." The fox's words were soft and gentle, quite seductive. "There is Star Dew inside. If you can activate the remnant image of an Immortal Venerable, it can also point you to a smooth path to ascension."
This is the reward the system promised him; it turns out it's being delivered in this way.
"Oh? That sounds nice, but what do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple, it's just like that..."
Fu Ming was numb.
The task assigned by the fox was simple in some ways, but not so simple in others.
Just four words: Slay through the Immortal Palace.
The monsters in the Fox Palace were truly bizarre and varied. Fu Ming opened seven or eight doors, going through everything from dead people to dead demons to sculptures and terracotta figures. He even went through what seemed like a literal mountain of knives and a sea of fire, but he only ended up wandering around in this maze, unable to find an exit.
Because his right hand was shaken and became weak, Fu Ming switched to holding the sword with his left hand and, unusually, began to conserve his spiritual energy.
He was panting heavily as he sat cross-legged on a decaying lotus platform, his sweaty black hair clinging to his heaving chest.
She even took the time to flirt with Xiao Huaiyuan.
Fu Ming lowered his head to wipe the blood off his sword and casually said, "Do you know what I was thinking just now?"
"Hmm?" Xiao Huaiyuan's tone had returned to calm, probably because he had been fooled by Fu Ming's flawed explanation.
However, Fu Ming had ulterior motives and wanted to manipulate Xiao Huaiyuan's heart, not stopping until he provoked an even stronger reaction.
"I miss the days when I slept in the same bed with my master."
After learning that Xiao Huaiyuan cared deeply for his disciple, the mirror maker, knowing Xiao Huaiyuan's preferences, specially presented him with the water mirror where Fu Ming was, asking him to keep it safe.
Therefore, Xiao Huaiyuan could enjoy Fu Ming's affections all to himself.
Spots of blood splattered on his brow, like the crimson lotus demonic pattern between his eyebrows, vivid and vicious.
Fu Ming was unaware that Xiao Huaiyuan had been watching him the whole time, gazing greedily at the treasure he had regained.
As they were talking, Fu Ming seemed to have aggravated some new injury, causing his back to arch in pain and his spine to tremble slightly.
"Hiss... Haa."
As a strong person, Fu Ming disliked loudly complaining of pain, so he always endured it and only let out a few groans on rare occasions.
He paused for a moment, then began reciting the cheesy lines he had prepared: "I especially miss Master's body temperature."
Halfway through his sentence, he heard some strange friction sounds coming from Xiao Huaiyuan's end, and for the first time ever, he hung up the call.
It was a success.
We're one step closer to returning!
He thought he was going to get a good scolding, but instead he just hung up. Fu Ming couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
Junior brother is too kind-hearted. If his disciple were to try to have homosexual relations with him, he would hang that unworthy disciple up and whip him for three days and three nights before throwing him to the far north.
"Your seduction skills are more exquisite than many of our fox demons."
The fox, who had overheard the entire conversation, gave a thumbs up. "Would you like me to teach you some enchanting techniques and dual cultivation methods? They're family secrets, usually not taught to outsiders."
Fu Ming said, "Get lost."
Fu Ming's actions did indeed provoke a strong reaction from Xiao Huaiyuan, but not in the way he had imagined.
The hoarse groans still echoed in his ears as Xiao Huaiyuan stroked Fu Ming's face in the mirror with one hand and relieved his own desire with the other.
"Senior brother..."
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