Even if the memory is hazy, the powerful impression of the demon god still remains in their minds, and no one would be foolish enough to confront the demon god head-on.
Even the strongest person has weaknesses, but the Demon God is a perfect person from head to toe.
For a thousand years, the Demon God has kept a low profile, remaining hidden in the Dustless Abode.
Now that they've finally taken action, and he's still showing such affection for a woman, wouldn't anyone with a bit of sense find out?
Dealing with a demon god is troublesome, but dealing with a silly girl who has no demonic power at all is much easier.
She could think of such a simple question, so there's no reason why the Demon God couldn't.
Actually, he didn't need to think about it at all; he knew from the beginning that this would be the outcome.
He didn't say anything, and naturally she wouldn't bring it up either.
I've been pretending not to know and automatically ignoring this issue.
If it weren't for Liu Xinya and Bingling bringing it up today, she wouldn't have wanted to talk about it at all.
With a soft laugh, Liu Lanyan turned over, stretched lazily, and rubbed her face comfortably against the soft blankets, breathing in the warm scent of sunshine. With a smile, she drifted off to sleep.
As for what had just happened, it was completely forgotten, and she fell asleep peacefully.
But how many people can sleep peacefully on nights like this?
Inside the royal city, Yu Xinyi sat at a table, unfolding a thin letter by candlelight. The few words on the letter stirred his emotions.
Unconsciously, he gripped the letter, and a faint demonic power seeped out, passing through the paper. The thin letter turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared completely.
Yu Xinyi frowned, tapping his index finger lightly on the table. The smell of burning paper was pungent to him, and he waved his hand irritably to disperse the annoying wisps of smoke.
When things reached a critical juncture, what he needed turned out to be neither easy to obtain.
Yu Xinyi sat there in deep thought, motionless, her eyes slightly closed. The room was filled with a stifling atmosphere, with only the occasional crackling of the candlelight.
After a long while, Yu Xinyi casually grabbed a piece of paper from the side, quickly wrote a few words on it, and then called out in a low voice, "Someone come here."
"Master." A shadowy figure appeared before Yu Xinyi and knelt down respectfully.
"Go and do it immediately." Yu Xinyi folded the paper and handed it to An Ying. The seriousness on Yu Xinyi's face made An Ying reply in a deep voice, "Yes."
As soon as the words were spoken, the shadow vanished without a trace.
Yu Xinyi turned her head and gazed at the flickering candlelight, sighing softly, "I hope it's not too late."
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Chapter Sixty-Seven: Foolish Questions
"Where is Lan Yan?" After a night of contemplation, Liu Xinya had considered her plan more and more thoroughly, and she would implement it step by step in the future.
"Miss Liu is cultivating with the Lord." The maid at the door answered as she entered the room after hearing Liu Xinya's question.
"Lead the way," Liu Xinya ordered without hesitation.
"This..." The maid hesitated for a moment, which immediately drew Liu Xinya's displeasure. "What, can't I even see my sister?"
"Miss Liu, please wait a moment while I go and inform the steward." The maid said, then turned and left the room.
Liu Xinya immediately became furious: "What? Am I a guest at Wuchen Residence or someone being imprisoned?"
The other maid who remained said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "We dare not be presumptuous in our master's affairs. Please wait a moment, Miss Liu."
“You…” Liu Xinya wasn’t stupid; how could she not understand the maid’s implied meaning? It was clearly an accusation that she was being presumptuous.
Unfortunately, she couldn't complain, and it was really uncomfortable to suffer in silence.
Especially since the other party was just a lowly maid from Wuchen Residence, she felt even more insulted.
Does this mean even a lowly maid can ride roughshod over her?
Liu Xinya flicked her sleeve and angrily walked towards the door. The maid at the door stepped aside, blocking Liu Xinya's way.
"What are you doing?" Liu Xinya's words already revealed her displeasure.
"Miss Liu, where are you going?" The maid didn't take Liu Xinya's displeasure seriously at all and asked politely.
"What? You can't even see your own sister? You can't even take a walk around?" Liu Xinya asked with a gloomy expression, glancing sideways at the maid blocking her way.
"Of course not." The maid smiled good-naturedly. "Miss Liu's question should be answered soon. Please wait a moment, Miss Liu."
"You..." Liu Xinya glared angrily at the maid in front of her, but the maid ignored her reaction, leaving Liu Xinya with a feeling of suffocation in her chest, unable to swallow or spit it out, like a piece of indigestible rice cake stuck in her chest, sticky and suffocating.
Just then, the maid who had left earlier hurried back: "Miss Liu, the steward has agreed. Please come with me."
The manager agrees?
Does she need a manager's approval to do anything?
Liu Xinya's expression changed several times, but in the end, she rationally suppressed her almost violent emotions and put the overall situation first.
"Then lead the way." Liu Xinya forced a smile, secretly harboring resentment. Sooner or later, she would get back all the humiliation she had suffered, with interest.
Two maids led the way, seemingly oblivious to Liu Xinya's fluctuating complexion. The more they acted this way, the more Liu Xinya realized that she was less than a maid here.
After walking for a short while, the two maids stopped and bowed, saying, "Master Steward."
Liu Xinya looked up and realized that Peng Zhen had come out of the bamboo forest.
"Miss Liu, please." Peng Zhen gestured for Liu Xinya to follow him.
Liu Xinya smiled politely. Her dissatisfaction had been suppressed all along the way. Being able to see how the Demon God cultivated was definitely an excellent opportunity.
"Miss Liu, please keep quiet once we arrive," Peng Zhen instructed Liu Xinya in a low voice.
"Okay." Liu Xinya lowered her voice as well, showing through her actions that she would cooperate.
Peng Zhen led Liu Xinya around the bamboo forest several times. Each time they moved, the scenery seemed to be the same. However, when Liu Xinya turned around unintentionally, she was shocked to find that the path they had come from had disappeared.
Illusion.
The two words immediately popped into Liu Xinya's mind: people from the demon realm, those with some strength, would naturally use this illusion technique to create hallucinations in others.
However, this was the first time she had ever seen someone fall into an illusion without even realizing it.
A sudden chill ran through him, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. As expected of the Dustless Abode where the Demon God resided, it was indeed terrifying.
Fortunately, such powerful illusions only exist in the place where the demon god cultivates. She didn't discover any other ambushes along her journey yesterday.
As Liu Xinya was thinking about the situation inside Wuchen Residence, she suddenly noticed that Peng Zhen had stopped. She immediately realized that they had arrived at their destination.
Looking up, she saw a mist swirling in front of her. Even before getting close, she could feel the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth within it, a level of spiritual power she had never seen before.
Anyone who cultivates has an urgent desire for such rich spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
The more spiritual energy there is, the more you can absorb during cultivation. The denser the spiritual energy, the faster you can cultivate.
Liu Xinya suddenly felt her blood rushing through her body, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.
Peng Zhen had already entered the fog, and Liu Xinya quickly ran a few steps to catch up.
As soon as she entered the mist, a refreshing feeling instantly enveloped her, as if she were soaking in clear spring water, being cleansed from the inside out.
Each breath brings out the impurities in the body, replacing them with a large amount of rich and pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
Liu Xinya had never experienced such a pleasant feeling before, which made her involuntarily immerse herself in it and almost forget her original purpose.
Every meridian and muscle in her body was humming softly in comfort, greedily absorbing the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Liu Xinya couldn't wait to sit down cross-legged and cultivate properly.
However, dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Just as Liu Xinya's steps were slowing down, a deliberately lowered voice suddenly sounded in her ear: "Miss Liu, aren't you going to look for Miss Liu?"
"Ah, no, please lead the way." These words immediately pulled Liu Xinya back to her senses.
She frowned slightly in annoyance. She really wanted to cultivate properly here, but unfortunately, she had a more important task to attend to and couldn't afford to delay.
If their plan succeeds, she will be free to use this place from now on.
Thinking of this bright future, Liu Xinya's previous dissatisfaction vanished, and she continued walking forward with Peng Zhen.
The further she went in, the more she could feel the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which deeply impressed Liu Xinya.
She could tell that the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not entirely due to the special geographical environment, but also to human factors. She knew who had done it—the Demon God.
Such powerful strength! If they hadn't known something about the demon god, they probably wouldn't have carried out that plan even if they were beaten to death.
Lost in thought, Liu Xinya didn't notice her footing and snapped a small twig with a soft crack. This attracted two icy, sharp gazes that sent a chill down her spine. Startled, she looked up and met the dark, inky eyes of the demon god not far away. His gaze was icy, as if frozen solid.
Liu Xinya swallowed hard, not daring to move an inch, afraid that even the slightest movement would trigger the demon god's nerves and lead to his killing her.
"Shh..." Peng Zhen made a shushing gesture, "Don't disturb Miss Liu."
Upon hearing Peng Zhen's words, Liu Xinya then noticed a bamboo trellis inside the bamboo pavilion, where Liu Lanyan was lying quietly on her side, covered with a quilt, breathing evenly and looking peaceful.
Liu Xinya blinked twice. She knew it was unwise to speak up at this moment, but the questions in her heart were making her feel so uncomfortable that she might suffocate if she didn't ask them.
What is Lan Yan doing?
Peng Zhen gave Liu Xinya a strange look, as if wondering why she would ask such a stupid question, but he still kindly answered, "Of course she's sleeping."
With a bang, Liu Xinya seemed to have been struck by lightning, blasted to a crisp.
Can someone tell her why someone would sleep in a place with such abundant spiritual energy?
This is no way to waste money!
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Chapter Sixty-Eight: Secret Probing