Before the two could speak, an extremely ornate sedan chair landed at the entrance of the inn, its red gauze fluttering like the most beautiful flower in the desert.
"Take them back." A voice came from within the red veil, carrying an unyielding authority.
Si Yang and Han Tao were poised and ready to act at any moment.
Fu Mingxu felt that the voice was somewhat familiar. He craned his neck to look at the sedan chair and just saw a hand with red nail polish lift the red veil. The person inside turned around and looked at him.
"Don't move." He concealed his shock and tugged at Han Tao's sleeve. "No need to resist."
What happened inside the sedan chair was clearly You Shu's doing.
You Shu has become the new Demon Lord of the Demon Realm? What about Shen Ange, who came to the Demon Realm with her?
From the look in her eyes just now, he was certain that You Shu had recognized him, and that this was probably why she had come.
Although Han Tao was unaware of the details, he did not immediately make a move upon hearing this, but his back remained tense, clearly still on guard.
“Let’s go with her,” Fu Mingxu said in a low voice, giving Si Yang a meaningful look.
However, the servants beside the palanquin had a problem: "Demon Lord, those three are just average in their postures, how can they be considered as candidates for Demon Husband?"
Witch?
When Fu Mingxu finally understood, he almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.
Even more outrageous, You Shu's lazy voice came from inside the sedan chair: "This is my taste, do you have a problem with that?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a flash of blood appeared, and the servant who had spoken out in rebuttal was slit in the throat by the guards in front of the palanquin.
Now, the demons, who had just been criticizing the Demon Lord's display of power, fell silent in fear.
Fu Mingxu frowned and then relaxed, thinking that being the Demon Lord that You Shu was in was probably not an easy job.
"Take them away." The guard, who had just killed someone, glanced critically at the three men, but though he was not satisfied, he did not disobey the Demon Lord's order.
Si Yang stood to one side, lost in thought, and remained silent.
Inside the sedan chair, You Shu remained silent, while the guard's piercing gaze swept around the inn before finally settling on a certain spot.
Han Huan, who was watching the commotion, suddenly felt her legs tremble.
The guard pointed his long sword: "Take him away too."
Han Huan turned pale with fright and hurriedly said, "Demon General, I am from the Hehuan Sect. I am no longer pure and am not worthy to serve the Demon Lord."
The guard's body surged with demonic energy. "Die, or go. Choose one."
"It is my blessing to serve the Demon Lord." Han Huan's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked extremely grateful.
Looking at the fine sweat on his forehead and his trembling hands, Fu Mingxu's perception of him changed from "a seductive brothel worker" to "a pragmatic brothel worker".
The four of them were taken away by the demon general.
They were fortunate enough to board a flying artifact unique to the Demon Realm, and they sped forward through a swirling sandstorm until a vast expanse of green appeared, and a magnificent palace came into view.
"Wow, it's so high." Fu Mingxu gazed at the towering palace, his eyes lingering on the countless rare spiritual plants surrounding it. "It's wonderful."
Upon hearing this, Han Tao immediately became wary and secretly touched his fingers. "The dragon palace is even better than this."
Following his words, Fu Mingxu recalled the rare spiritual plants unique to the ancestral land of the dragon clan that he had mentioned before, and nodded in agreement.
Their whispered conversation went unheard by others, and the demon generals assumed they were simply captivated by the splendor of the palace, finding nothing unusual about it.
The palanquin entered the palace first, leaving the demon general who had casually killed people behind, his disdainful gaze unmistakable.
"If the Demon Lord hadn't personally pointed you out, you wouldn't have such good fortune," he warned. "You should cherish it."
The three remained silent, except for Han Huan, who, having returned to her true nature, readily agreed: "What the Demon General says is true; this is all our good fortune."
The demon general nodded in satisfaction. "Come with me. I have something else to tell you."
Then he addressed the other servants who were waiting: "Take them to the hot spring to wash them clean, and send them to the Demon Lord tonight."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Fu Mingxu was immediately shocked. Did the demons really play this ruthlessly?
A note from the author:
Fu Mingxu: Are you having so much fun?
Han Tao: No one can covet me except my wife.
Chapter 82
The hot spring pool is located to the west of the Demon Palace. The water in the pool is clear and pure, without a trace of demonic energy or spiritual energy.
It's just a pool of ordinary water, specifically used for people to wash themselves clean.
"Take off your clothes and go inside." The servant, who had just been meek and submissive before the Demon General, now held his head high, looking disdainful. "Wash yourself clean, or you might anger the Demon Lord."
Fu Mingxu tightened his collar, then took out a handful of demonic stones and stuffed them into the servant's hand, asking nervously, "My lord, will we become demon husbands?"
The servant was suddenly thrust into a handful of demonic stones. He was about to reprimand them when he noticed that the stones were radiating pure demonic energy, clearly of the highest quality.
Fu Mingxu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and after meeting his gaze, he wrung his hands together. "It's my first time in the Demon Palace, I'm really a little excited."
"Just call me Youheng." He hadn't seen such pure magic spirit stones in a long time; he could exchange them for a lot of magic pills.
"So it's Lord You, my apologies for not recognizing you." Fu Mingxu cupped his hands in greeting.
Han Tao and Si Yang felt that things were developing a bit strange, but they both remained silent.
"What, Lord You, you flatter me." You Heng put away the demon spirit stone and said what he could say, "The Demon Lord has just taken office, and various forces in the Demon Realm are stirring up trouble. The best way is to first select a demon husband from among the various forces."
"You are nothing more than the Demon Lord's tools to disgust others in his rebellion."
Unlike the major sects of the human race, the Demon Realm is more like a dynasty in the mortal world. The Demon Lord is the supreme ruler here, but this requires pure bloodline and absolute power.
Fu Mingxu remembered You Shu's cultivation level and instantly understood.
Because of the Demon Spirit Stone, You Heng was much more agreeable. In order not to arouse his suspicion, Fu Mingxu did not dare to ask too many questions indirectly.
But he wouldn't keep watching the three of them bathe together.
“You have one hour.” Youheng’s gaze held a hint of pity, knowing that these three were nothing more than cannon fodder in the Demon Lord’s dealings with the various forces in the Demon Realm. “After you’ve washed up and changed your clothes, stay here and don’t wander around. I will take you there.”
Fu Mingxu nodded obediently, "Okay."
After Youheng left, Siyang was finally able to speak: "I can create the illusion that the three of us are bathing here. Fu Mingxu, you stay here. Hantao and I will go and explore first, and we'll be back in half an hour."
Although she didn't know what You Shu meant by this, since she recognized Fu Mingxu, she must have known that Han Tao would come along.
Fu Mingxu even thought that she might know that Han Tao was going to explore the Demon Palace.
"Alright, be careful." He agreed to Si Yang Xianjun's suggestion, then turned to Han Tao, "Be safe."
Han Tao lowered his eyes to look at him, his hard jawline softening. He reached out and ruffled Fu Mingxu's hair. "Okay, you wait for me here."
A burst of starlight fell silently, the celestial power, devoid of any spiritual energy, creating an illusion.
Fu Mingxu was the only one left in the huge hot spring pool. He had no intention of taking a bath, so he simply chose a clean spot to meditate.
A gentle breeze blew, and in the illusion within the hot spring, the three figures repeated their bathing actions, the rising steam obscuring their true form.
Fu Mingxu watched for a while and initially found it quite amusing, but after a while he just found it boring.
As his consciousness entered the Mirror of Heaven and Earth, the little mermaid was still fast asleep, though her body had indeed grown larger.
Fu Baobao, who was only the size of a palm before, is now as long as an arm. If it weren't for her white fish tail, she would really look like a human baby.
The waiting time was a bit tedious, but fortunately, an hour wasn't too long. He looked at the medicinal properties of the herbs in his mind for a while, and the time passed quickly.
When Han Tao and Si Yang returned, he was already putting on his clothes after his bath.
Han Tao was always the first to approach him and noticed his movements. He immediately stepped in front of Si Yang and said, "Turn around."
"What?" Si Yang understood perfectly.
"Mingxu is changing his clothes," he said in a low voice, as if afraid of disturbing the birds in the mountains.
His clothes, predominantly black with red trim, hung loosely around his waist, swaying with his movements and taut like a beautiful bowstring when he bent over.
His lean and powerful shoulder blades were so white they looked as if they were coated with moonlight, and on this moonlight, the red plum blossoms that had bloomed the night before still lingered.
After hearing the words, Si Yang stopped looking in that direction, while Fu Mingxu quickly dressed after hearing the noise and turned around to meet Han Tao's eyes.
“You’re back.” He pulled one leg back slightly, pointed to the clothes beside him, and said awkwardly, “This is for us to wear.”
Si Yang stared silently at the clothes, which were made of rather sparse fabric.
Just then, You Heng, who had been waiting outside, came in to urge them on. Han Tao stepped in front of Fu Mingxu, as if hiding a treasure and afraid that others would discover it.
Youheng didn't notice anything amiss, but said with some difficulty, "I just received a message from the Demon General. He has already led someone to the Demon Palace and instructed us that we only need to send one more person."
In his view, this was an opportunity for ordinary demons to rise above their station and become phoenixes.
To avoid any trouble, he remembered Fu Mingxu, who had given him the magic stone earlier. When he found him and saw his attire, his eyes lit up, and he said confidently, "Since you say you're all dressed, then come with me first."
This reason is reasonable, and it's likely that the other two won't dare to say anything more.
Fu Mingxu definitely wanted to go; he wanted to find out what You Shu was up to and what Shen Ange's current situation was.
He stepped forward and said shyly, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord You."
After saying that, he walked slowly to Youheng's side, pretended to be nervous and stuffed a few more magic spirit stones into his hand, whispering, "My lord, this is all I have left. I hope you will take good care of me."
Youheng coughed twice and quickly put away the magic spirit stone.
"Although your appearance isn't outstanding, your figure is quite good; perhaps the Demon Lord will like it." Having received the benefit, he couldn't help but add a few more words of advice, "Just be more obedient."
Fu Mingxu touched his face, then nodded solemnly, looking very much looking forward to gaining the Demon Lord's favor.
Youheng was satisfied that the other two did not quarrel because of this, and nodded, saying, "You two don't need to worry. As long as you are in the Demon Palace, you will always have the opportunity to serve the Demon Lord."
Si Yang smiled gently, "Okay."
Han Tao's face was as dark as hell, and his lips were pressed tightly together, leading You Heng to mistakenly believe that he had a problem but dared not show it. Displeased, You Heng thought that next time the Demon Lord summoned someone else, he should let the other one go first.
Besides, this guy is so big and exudes a cold and aloof aura; he's probably not the type the Demon Lord would like.
Han Tao, who had a problem with it, was staring at the half of Fu Mingxu's exposed leg, radiating a chilling aura.
"That's all for now. The sedan chair should be here. Come with me." Youheng was eager to understand the job and urged, "Hurry up."