Demon World (IX)

Sandy stepped forward and grabbed her sword: "Su Xuan, leave my sword here, you can go now."

Sang Dai placed the Zhiyu Sword on the table and with her back to Su Xuan, she was finally unable to hear his thoughts.

Cui Shao and Su Xuan didn't know why she suddenly looked cold.

Cui Shao looked at the Lord with a confused look on her face, but found that the Lord seemed also confused.

Su Xuan even looked at Cui Shao, and his eyes almost asked: What's wrong with her?

How would Cuishao know?

Fearing that the master would punish her, she lowered her head and said, "It's time to eat. Would you like to stay for dinner?"

Sandy: “He doesn’t have to—”

Su Xuan: "Alright, I'm hungry too."

The two spoke one after the other.

Cui Shao was startled, then met the look from her master and quickly responded by nodding: "Okay, I'll go prepare the meal now."

Sang Dai frowned and looked over, and Su Xuan sat down beside her leisurely.

Whether intentionally or not, he chose to sit next to her instead of sitting on any of the other chairs.

Su Xuan lived a luxurious life, even his casual clothes were gorgeous and expensive. When his wide black robe hung down, it just touched Sang Dai's body, bringing with it his fragrance. The cold fragrance was unique to Su Xuan, and she hadn't smelled a similar scent on anyone else in all these years.

Seeing the look in Sang Dai's eyes, Su Xuan said coldly: "What are you looking at? This is my demon palace. I'm hungry. What's wrong with eating something?"

Sandy turned her head silently and did not respond to his words.

Now that she has no spiritual power, her body is a little weak. Even though she has been fasting, she still needs to eat something occasionally to replenish her energy and blood. But how could Su Xuan, a great Mahayana realm master, be hungry?

Perhaps Su Xuan had instructed that the meals for the Demon Palace had already been prepared, and Cui Shao just needed to bring them.

Cuishao was preparing the meal, and Sandy fell into silence as she looked at the table full of medicinal food.

Even if she lived a frugal life, she had seen a lot of good things. These magical herbs and magical beasts that could be sold for thousands or even tens of thousands of high-quality spirit stones outside were mostly used for monks to advance, but now Su Xuan used them to make ordinary medicinal food for her to eat.

In front of her was a dish of smoked fish. Sandy recognized it at a glance as a South China Sea winter fish. It was rare, but its spirit and flesh were extremely nutritious and had the effect of nourishing the golden elixir. One fish could be sold for several thousand spirit stones on the market.

Su Xuan silently handed the smoked fish to her and said, "The evil spirit in the White Blade is too strong. If you want to follow me into the White Blade, you must repair your meridians and take good care of your body. Liu Lixue will repair your meridians for you in half a month."

Sandy looked at him silently.

Su Xuan seemed to realize that his tone was too gentle and caring. His face froze and he said in an attempt to make amends: "Don't be so self-indulgent. These are not made especially for you. I also need to eat."

Sandy has long been immune to his words, and she usually just treats Su Xuan's words as sarcasm.

She nodded: "Well, thank you very much, Demon King. Thanks to you, I can also eat these delicious things."

Su Xuan was choked by her, and without saying a word, he took his hand back.

With Su Xuan sitting next to her, Sang Dai was rarely a little reserved. She ate her meal close to him and took a bite of the small bowl of smoked fish in front of her.

The meat was very tender. Sandy's taste was always light, so the smoked fish was a little light, but the South China Sea winter fish had its own freshness and tenderness, and the cooking temperature was also just right. It was sprinkled with some seasonings that Sandy had never tasted before, which should be a seasoning unique to the demon world.

Even though she had no appetite, she couldn't help but brighten her eyes and finished the smoked fish in the bowl in small bites.

Su Xuan was eating leisurely, but his eyes were actually on the swordsman beside him.

Sandy's frame was thin to begin with, and she had worked too hard in the Sword Sect. She spent her days practicing swordplay and exorcising evil spirits. She had little appetite and seldom ate. She looked very thin, but she was exceptionally steady when wielding the sword, and she eliminated all the evil spirits wherever she went.

The swordsman was gentle and kind in everything he did. Even when he was eating, his movements were very small. His long eyelashes drooped slightly over his eyelids, and from his angle it looked like a small fan fluttering.

His heart seemed to be itching, and he was so soft-hearted that when he saw her eating the smoked fish he made himself, he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Sandy ate two small bowls of smoked fish in one go, and when she saw that the plate in front of her was empty, she realized that something was wrong.

Su Xuan seemed not to have eaten yet.

She felt a little embarrassed, put down her bowl and chopsticks and was about to ask Cui Shao if she had any more smoked fish and serve another plate for the fox.

Cui Shao was standing next to Su Xuan, and when Sang Dai looked over, her eyes met Su Xuan's.

Su Xuan wiped the corner of his lips and said coldly: "Why are you in such a hurry to eat? I don't need a bite of your food."

Sandy was silent.

His inner voice came to my ears again:

[Dade is so cute! Dede ate two bowls of smoked fish today. This is the dish I made! ]

Sandy: “……?”

She looked suspicious.

Can Su Xuan cook?

A fox pretended to be indifferent and said to Cui Shao without turning his head: "There is smoked fish in the kitchen. Bring a few bowls over."

Cui Shao bowed: "Yes, my lord."

Sandy was a little curious and asked Su Xuan tentatively: "...Can you cook?"

Su Xuan glanced at her calmly and said, "I am the demon king. Why should I worry about food, clothing and other expenses myself? Miss Sang, you are joking."

[Of course! I can make a lot of things. This table is almost entirely made by me! ]

“…”

So he asked her in the afternoon what she wanted to eat in the evening, was it so that he could prepare a medicinal meal for her?

Sang Dai took a sip of soup and glanced at Su Xuan.

[I made this purple pear soup to replenish Dai Dai's qi and blood. ]

Sang Dai took a bite of the cold dish and looked at Su Xuan again.

[I made the indigo plant to help Dai Dai regulate her meridians. 】

At the end of the meal, Sandy's face was numb and she no longer looked at Su Xuan. Her ears were finally at peace.

She really didn't expect that Su Xuan could cook so many dishes. In her impression, Su Xuan had seized the throne very early and had been the demon king for so many years, living a life of extreme luxury. As a demon, he would never compromise himself and always used the best food, clothing and other daily necessities. Even a piece of casual clothing was made of the finest silk and took several months or even years for a dozen embroiderers to make.

Why would a demon king who holds such a high position cook for himself?

Sang Dai eats slowly, and Su Xuan eats slowly as well. It takes them nearly an hour to finish a meal.

By the time Cuishao had cleaned up the leftover soup, it was already dark.

Su Xuan stood up and waved his hand to light up the night pearls in the room.

Precious night-shining pearls can be seen everywhere in the Demon Palace. To Su Xuan, these things are just night lights that can be bought with money.

Cui Shao did not come in, and it was not known whether it was Su Xuan's order, but she packed up her things and left the house.

There are only two of them left here.

Sandy was still sitting there, and finally had time to look at her Zhiyu Sword.

The Zhiyu Sword was placed on a chair beside her. The silver-white hilt was slender with delicate patterns, and the two words "Zhiyu" were written in powerful handwriting. She had used this sword to kill countless demons and monsters. With one sword, she shook the fairyland and won the reputation of being the best in swordsmanship.

When Sandy entered the Sword Pavilion to choose a sword, no one expected that the Sword Sect's most powerful sword, the Zhiyu Sword, would automatically unsheathe and respond to her. This famous sword has been in the Sword Pavilion since the founding of the Sword Sect. Countless sword practitioners have wanted to gain its recognition over the years, but no one could make Zhiyu recognize it as their master.

It turns out that Yu Jian recognized Sandy as his master.

The aura of loneliness on her was too strong, just like when Su Xuan sneaked into the Sword Sect to see her.

The swordsman always practices swordplay alone in the back mountain. She lives there alone. Although she is the eldest daughter of the Sword Sect, she always wears plain clothes and lives in a simple bamboo house. She wields the Zhiyu Sword alone and practices the swordplay that she has memorized over and over again.

As far as Sandy could remember, they had only met a few dozen times in a hundred years.

But in fact, before Su Xuan went into seclusion, he would go to see her almost once a month.

He wanted to see her so badly.

Su Xuan didn't dare to get close to her, fearing that she would detect his presence. Most of the time, he just sat on a distant hilltop, holding a jug of wine and drinking it slowly, while watching the small figure.

He always felt that she was lonely at that time.

Clearly there is everything, yet it seems like there is nothing.

"Sande."

Su Xuan couldn't help but speak.

Sandy looked up.

The bright night pearls shone on her face, making her cold white skin look even more translucent.

"The Zhiyu Sword is broken. I will find you another heavenly sword."

In fact, he wanted to say that any sword in Sandy's hands could become the new Zhiyu Sword.

Sandy was the strongest swordsman he had ever seen.

She was able to achieve such success in swordsmanship because of herself, not the Zhiyu Sword.

Sang Dai looked up at him. They were standing and sitting. Su Xuan stood in front of her. He was much taller than her and blocked most of the glare.

Neither of them spoke, and Sandy didn't hear what he was thinking. It was very quiet in his ears and Su Xuan didn't think about anything.

She suddenly opened her mouth and asked the question she had always wanted to ask: "Su Xuan, why did you save me?"

She wanted to hear what Su Xuan would say.

"The Sword Sect gave up on me because I was no longer useful. My golden elixir was half broken and my tendons and veins were torn. Why did you save me?"

"Why did you give me the Heavenly Dragon Flower, why did you give me new clothes, why did you make medicinal food for me, why did you help me find a new natal sword?"

They are clearly enemies, clearly old enemies with different stances.

Sandy blinked, and under the light, her feathery eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pair of dark eyes were smart and clear.

Even if she fell from the altar, she accepted it calmly. She was fragile yet tenacious. The originally ordinary kitchen seemed to become magnificent because of her existence.

Su Xuan's throat felt dry and he clenched and unclenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves.

Obviously he should have pretended well. Sandy hated him very much, and he could not reveal the secret that he liked her. The fairy world always hated demons. Sandy had fought with him for more than a hundred years. If she was liked by a demon, Sandy would only hate him more and would not accept his help.

But facing Sandy at this moment, he couldn't say those hypocritical words and remained silent for a long time.

Sandian looked at him quietly. She was always very patient and could tolerate everything like water.

Finally, he said something ambiguous.

"You are the strongest opponent I have ever encountered."

【She is the girl I like. 】

Two voices entered Sandy's sea of ​​consciousness one after the other.