Chapter 308: Your Excellency, We May Have Killed the Wrong Person

After Lin Du had dealt with Qi Zhen, he leisurely went to Luoze.

Yan Ye sat alone on the ice, looking like he was in a trance, but there was no sign of any energy flowing around his body.

Lin Du stood in front of him, "Are you still angry? Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Without even opening his eyelids, Yan Ye's entire meditating figure slowly moved an angle.

"Aren't you going to search for souls?"

"No need to investigate." Yan Yegan turned his back decisively.

He was so angry at that time that he was mad as hell. He was deliberately making things difficult for me.

There was a trace of Lin Du's spiritual consciousness in his spiritual palace, so it was impossible that his soul was devoured and he was unaware of it.

Yan Ye was just angry at Lin Du's temper. He was accustomed to the lawlessness of that gang. He was so bold that he even dared to swallow Xue Ling. When he came back, he didn't dare to fart in front of him and didn't discuss anything with him.

Lin Du nodded in response and took out a stack of papers. "I finished the third book yesterday. Take a look."

"Go find your senior brothers and let them teach you. You weren't raised by me anyway." Yan Ye continued to be weird.

Lin Du made a circle and said, "You are my only master. After all, I am also a genius in formation. Who else in the world can teach me except the leader of formation? Or are you afraid that I will master formation at the age of 30 so you dare not teach me?"

"Who wouldn't dare to teach you? You've mastered the art of formation at the age of 30? You're young but you're so arrogant. Here you are!" Yan Ye opened his eyes and took advantage of the situation. "Even if I don't agree, you can't hide it from me. There's no reason in the world to hide it from me."

"I see." Lin Du dragged out his tone, and became brilliant when given a little color. "So, I'm not a big success, but I'm a small success, right?"

Yan Ye looked up at her, holding the thick stack of papers in one hand, and beckoned. Lin Du walked over, thinking that he was going to point out some mistake, but the next moment he was pressed into Luo Ze by spiritual power.

Lin Du immediately cursed a hundred times in his heart.

And a certain 800-year-old "old father" with white hair and rough clothes had already calmly flown to another place. The neatly written formation diagrams and surveying process in his hands were still clear, without even a corner blown away by the wind. They were very stable.

Yan Ye sighed and shook his head with regret, his wild and unruly face full of smiles, "Touch the top of the waterfall at least three times before coming out."

As for what it means that old ginger is still wise, Lin Du still has a lot to learn.

When Lin Du came out, her alveoli were about to burst. Yan Ye had already finished correcting her homework. "There are a few places that need improvement. Take it back and revise it yourself."

"Got it." Lin Du dried himself, took the paper, turned around and prepared to leave, then turned back and said, "I'm leaving?"

Yan Ye responded perfunctorily and raised his hand to chase away the person like a mosquito, which marked a complete reconciliation between the two.

Lin Du returned to the study. Han Yueling lay on the roof of the study and refused to go down even if she died. Now the study gave her the greatest sense of security. There was a powerful existence inside. It was also Lin Du's base. Although the decoration was simple, Lin Du said that knowledge is money, so this must be the richest place in the Supreme Sect.

It felt so comfortable there that it didn't even go to the cafeteria for its daily meals.

If it was the Han Yue Ling two days ago, it could happily accept Lin Du's gift of ten roast ducks, but now it was just a small ball, unable to move its hands and feet. It didn't want to move at all and only wanted to bask in the moonlight.

Lin Du asked the elder in the library to help look after it, and he quickly agreed. It was not a big deal to take care of a spirit that was too lazy to even talk. All he had to do was make sure the spirit was there. Fortunately, there was a piece of translucent glazed tile on the roof at night.

Now everyone in the sect is very reclusive, from Lin Du and Chu Guanmeng to Qi Zhen, half of the disciples of the Supreme Sect, all are absurdly quiet.

The former is due to active self-isolation for the sake of spiritual practice, while the latter is due to the fact that they have to take several large basins of bitter medicine every day, and they can’t even eat. As soon as they lie down, the bitter water will rush into their throats, so they can only passively isolate themselves.

Qi Zhen is now like a mute eating Coptis chinensis, real Coptis chinensis, and is unable to speak at all.

When you say you don't want to drink, it's for your own good.

The ones who watched him take the medicine were not those cunning people, but Ni Jinxuan who really thought that he should take the medicine.

Qi Zhen used to think that simplicity was a good thing. At least Ni Jinxuan was the only one who was willing to help him when he was suffering, even though she remained skeptical.

But now he felt that if a person was too naive, it was like the Coptis chinensis he drank. It seemed useful in the eyes of kind-hearted people, but only those who drank it knew that the earnestness and compassion were not only useless but also incredibly bitter.

Qi Zhen felt that if he drank any more, he didn't know whether the disease he didn't have in the first place would be cured, and his body would be marinated, so he decided to say a few words.

"Sister, I think I don't need to take medicine anymore."

"But Second Senior Sister said that you haven't fully recovered yet, and it will take a long time to make up for the loss." Ni Jinxuan's eyes are always shining, and if you look closely, you look like a little lamb that has been raised on the grassland without encountering any danger, shiny black and wet.

Qi Zhen felt that this was not a good idea, so he changed the subject and said, "Sister, you are always so kind. If you were to go out and meet someone whose life or death is unknown, and you didn't know whether he was a good person or a bad person, would you still save him?"

Ni Jinxuan had been influenced by the nonsense that her junior master said before avoiding taking medicine for many years, so she accurately judged, "Don't bad people need to take medicine to treat their illnesses?"

Qi Zhen was speechless for a moment. He didn't realize that the Supreme Sect was actually so kind and generous that they would save everyone regardless of whether they were good or bad.

He was complaining in his heart, lowering his eyes and speaking softly, "Senior Sister is so kind, what if she is taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives?"

Ni Jinxuan explained earnestly, "Those who served in the dungeon of Junding Prefecture will also be cured."

Then continue serving.

"If you can't tell the difference between good and bad, but someone is asking for help, you can't just stand by and watch them die."

As for discovering that he is a bad guy after being rescued, that is another story.

No evildoer can escape punishment from the laws of Zhongzhou Junding Prefecture.

Qi Zhen was choked and speechless. He took the iron basin and swallowed the medicine in pain, then turned back to his room and said he needed to recuperate.

The Demon Lord was in a bad mood because of the torture by Coptis chinensis, and the demon world was also frightened by the Demon Lord.

The reason is simple. There are more and more evil spirits these days, and everyone is eating and drinking happily. After having enough food and wine, it’s time to think about other things, such as power and status.

As luck would have it, at this time news came that the Demon Lord was trapped.

Some of the evil spirits were born without brains or hearts, but that doesn't mean they have no intelligence, so they each sent people to find out the truth.

The result was that there were no spies in the villa of Fanqian City, and the spies who sneaked into the Demon Lord's lair were all skinned and eaten dry by the Demon Lord's subordinates.

But these did not prevent the lords from coming to the conclusion that the Demon Lord was really not there.

The courageous lord wanted to take over the Demon Lord's lair, and decisively sent a letter of challenge that he expected would not be accepted at all.

Who would have thought that just as the challenge book reached the door, a figure was seen on the top floor of the Temptation Tower.

It was the Demon Lord Qianyu.

The lord wanted to take over the position of the Demon Lord, but he ended up being a fat sheep and feeding the Demon Lord who was not happy.

This time, the Demon Lord came back not only to suppress the restless evil demons, but also to punish an elder.

Outsiders were talking about it, wondering why he had sent his men to death.

There are all kinds of rumors. Some say he is the accomplice of the instigator from above, some say he is the culprit who spread the rumors and wanted to cause chaos in the demon world, and some say that the Demon Lord's temper may be that he simply doesn't like people.

The demons said that all were possible, and the third possibility was also very high.

Anyway, it was not against the nature of the devil for the Demon Lord to kill an elder who had followed him for hundreds of years, so everyone discussed it for a few days and then dispersed.

But the evil demon in the Tower of Temptation regretted his decision not long after.

Qianyu received the report, "Venerable, it seems we killed the wrong person. There is another group of humans transformed into demons in the Empty Echo Valley."

Qianyu, who was complaining in the room, was so angry when she heard this that she wanted to tear the person apart.

"Did you kill the wrong person? Didn't you find evidence that the Fourth Elder often went to Fengmojiang to collect the source of demonic energy? Now you tell me that I killed the wrong person?"

Qianyu's beautiful face was slightly distorted, and her voice was hoarse, "Do you really not want to do this anymore? I will send you to reunite with the previous Demon Lord tomorrow, okay?"

The evil demons over there were obviously frightened and dared not move. After a long while, a female voice laughed and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. But the biggest worry now is the group of righteous monks in Zhongzhou. Master Hou Cang comes to the demon world every now and then to kill demons. Even if the source of demonic energy overflows faster, it can't kill as many as he does."

Qianyu's eyes narrowed when he heard this, "As for him, call the Third Elder. I have my own plan."