Chapter 231 Planning to rob the maid?
"But Master, this is too much. Why does he have this habit?" Qing Yi began to complain about his Master's disrespect for the elderly.
"Forget it, don't provoke him. He will be gone soon anyway." Ye Qingyu was worried that Qing Yi would suffer after provoking the Demon Lord.
"Haha, I must find a way to vent my anger! How dare this stinky old man laugh at me!" Qing Yi was full of insatiable resentment towards the Demon Lord.
"..." Ye Qingyu didn't want to persuade them anymore. Anyway, these two people were not good and were equally shameless.
Ye Qingyu and Qingyi tidied up and opened the door. After comforting the old Demon Lord, they hurried over to serve their master.
"Master, aren't you in a hurry to leave? Why haven't you left yet?" Qing Yi asked unhappily when he saw the Demon Lord coming again.
"I'm not here to see you! I have something to talk to him about." The Demon Lord pointed at Ye Qingyu.
"Master, please speak." Ye Qingyu wondered what the Demon Lord wanted to talk to him about.
"Is this little girl your maid?" asked the Demon Lord, referring to Qingqing.
"yes."
"Can you give her to me?" The Demon Lord said, shocking everyone.
"What? Master, what did you say?" Qing Yi was the most excited. Master, did you actually fall for Qing Qing? What was going on?
"I'm asking if you can give me your maid?" The Demon Lord ignored Qing Yi who was making a fuss and asked the little prince of the Northwest who was also a little dazed in front of him.
"What... do you want her to do?" Ye Qingyu came back to his senses and asked.
"No! No!" Qing Yi refused decisively at the same time, no excuses allowed! What does Master mean? He's so old, even older than Qingqing's grandfather, what's he thinking? Otherwise, why would he keep spying on them? It turns out he's really such a pervert.
"Don't interrupt me, you're not her master!" The Demon Lord glared at Qing Yi and said to Ye Qingyu, "I've taught you so many skills, but you won't even give me one when I ask for one? You don't only have one maid, she's the only one in the palace. There are so many of them. You can't be so stingy with me, right?"
"..." Ye Qingyu didn't say anything. Was this a problem because he was stingy?
"Master, please don't bring shame to our Demon Sect! If you continue like this, I will go to my master to complain. How can you be like this? You are over a hundred years old, and you still snatch away other people's girls! If you really want to find a mistress for me and a mistress-in-law for my master, they have to be of similar age. This girl is really not suitable! Let Xiao Ye and I look for a girl over eighty years old for you..." Qing Yi wanted to continue to persuade his master with kind words, but he felt a black shadow coming towards him. Qing Yi reacted quickly and hid behind Ye Qingyu, and the black shadow quickly stopped its hand.
"You bastard boy, how dare you slander me!" The Demon Lord didn't expect the brat to speak like that.
"Master, Qing Yi is joking, please ignore him. Why are you so gentle?" Ye Qingyu used his body to block Qing Yi. The Demon Lord could beat his own disciple, but he would not lay a hand on him, the young prince of the Great Chu.
"I thought the food made by this little girl was delicious, so I just asked her to cook for me, but this brat talked nonsense!" The Demon Lord was really angry, and his cold face turned a little red.
"So that's it!" Everyone suddenly realized, even Qingqing, who was stunned just now, covered her mouth and chuckled.
"That won't work either!" Qing Yi still refused.
"Why?" The Demon Lord didn't expect that his disciple would be so treacherous and not side with him at all.
"Qingqing is Xiaoye's favorite personal maid. If she is given to you, what should we do? You should change her. You can choose any other maid of Xiaoye. Qingqing cannot be given to you!" Qingyi said without hesitation, as if he was qualified to be the wife of the little prince of the northwest.
"...I have come all this way, but I still have to go back to choose someone?" The Demon Lord was not happy. Doesn't this mean he is reluctant to give the person to others?
"Master, Qingqing is a clumsy girl, and she talks more than me. You don't understand her. Let me tell you, the maids in the Prince Shi's mansion in Jiangnan are better. They are pretty, skillful, and gentle. It would be great if you could go to the Prince Shi's mansion to choose someone. If you have chosen someone, would the Prince Shi dare to say no?" Qing Yi finally understood and began to use sweet words to deceive the centenarian.
"Hmm..." The Demon Lord was pondering the truth of his disciple's words. He didn't know anything else, but the women of Jiangnan were indeed much more gentle than those of the northwest. The Demon Lord glanced at Qingqing again. This girl was indeed not pretty enough.
"Master, this girl can only cook those two kinds of food. If you ask her to cook porridge, she will burn the pot." Qing Yi deliberately belittled her in order to dispel the master's idea of snatching her away.
"Hmm..." The Demon Lord looked at Qingqing again and thought that this girl was quite smart.
"Master, you should hurry to Prince Shi's mansion. There are all kinds of maids there. Prince Shi is the real prince of Great Chu, and his status is even higher than our Xiao Ye's!"
After being fooled by his good disciple, the Demon Lord felt that Qingqing was not perfect after all. So, forget it, he decided to go to Prince Shi’s Mansion to take a look!
"It's getting late, Master, you should hurry up. We also have to go to Shaolin Temple." Qing Yi urged.
"Are you going to Shaolin Temple?" asked the Demon Lord.
"Yes, the largest temple in central Henan... Oh, by the way, you must be more powerful than my master, right?" Qing Yi suddenly had an idea and blurted out.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" The Demon Lord was puzzled. Why was he questioning me?
"Um, I mean, Master, do you know anything about detoxification?" Qing Yi asked. Xiao Ye was poisoned thanks to the master, so Master must be proficient in this as well, right?
"Nonsense, I was your master!" The Demon Lord was quite dissatisfied with his disciple's questioning.
"Oh, that's good! But why didn't my master teach me how to detoxify? He is so biased!" Qing Yi responded, secretly complaining that his master did not teach him everything he knew.
In fact, Qing Yi misunderstood Mo Qitian. The Demon Lord taught his apprentice the art of detoxification because Mo Qitian had not mastered the magic of a hundred poisons, while Qing Yi started to practice to become immune to all poisons at a young age. These detoxification techniques were useless to him and there was no need to waste time.
"Xiao Ye, what do you think?" Qing Yi had inquired about the master's abilities and asked Ye Qingyu if he could ask the Demon Lord to check on Master Yunxu's condition. After all, the two seemed to know each other.
"Master, Qingyu has a favor to ask of you." Ye Qingyu knew that the Demon Lord was willing to hear him call him Master.
"Well, what's the matter?" The Demon Lord looked at Ye Qingyu.
"Master Yunxu, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, is ill now. I would like to ask Master to diagnose and treat him."
"Master Yunxu? He is not dead yet?" The Demon Lord was stunned.
"He's not dead yet, and he'll be dead soon. I think he's been poisoned, but I don't know what kind of poison it is?" Qing Yi complained.
"Poisoned? How could he be poisoned?" The Demon Lord didn't believe it. The internal energy of Shaolin Temple was the source of its teachings. What kind of poison could have broken through his internal energy barrier and invaded his body? Moreover, Monk Yunxu was already a highly skilled martial artist.
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