Función clerical

Capítulo 82

If it weren't for the Gandharva King stopping her, Shen Zhili would have rushed out to ask Su Chenche what he meant and why he always seemed to be hiding half of what he was saying.

But now, she's just glad she didn't go out.

She forgot that she had no need to go out, but she didn't forget... could she really grow old with Su Chenche?

Having resolved to sever the ties of love, she was determined to forget even if Su Chenche hadn't forgotten her.

Gandharva King pulled Shen Zhili aside: "Hey, don't walk so fast..." She pondered, "I didn't expect Ye Qianqian to really collude with Young Master Twelve Nights... I was wondering why Young Master Twelve Nights didn't die after falling off the cliff last time... No, we need to plan again..."

After some deliberation, the two returned to the camp.

They set off again as soon as it was light.

Sunrise City has three gates, and apart from the desert behind it, the other gates are filled with righteous people.

King Gandharva and his demonic disciples chose the gate with the fewest attackers and rushed in unexpectedly.

The Gandharva King's harp playing was unique, containing deadly techniques within its music, making it extremely difficult to imitate.

Upon seeing this, the demonic disciples guarding the city quickly opened the gates to let King Gandharva and his entourage into the city. Several righteous disciples who followed them in were soon strangled.

Shen Zhili followed the Gandharva King into the city. The close proximity of the killings and the heavy smell of blood made Shen Zhili's stomach churn. He leaned against the wall for a long time before he could recover.

The city of Rising Sun is guarded by the gruff Dragon King, the bloodthirsty and ruthless Yaksha King, and Ye Qianqian. They just entered through the gate guarded by the Dragon King.

King Gandharva left Shen Zhili in the room, put down his paper and pen, and went out on his own.

Shen Zhili stared at the paper and pen for a long time, applied some medicine to the back of her hand, and fell into a deep sleep on the couch. When she woke up, the lights outside were still on, and there was a scene of arguing and quarreling.

Perhaps they forgot, because no one has come to deliver the food.

Shen Zhili rummaged through the room and found a set of clothes belonging to a member of the Demonic Sect. Rubbing her rumbling belly, she climbed out the window.

Following the aroma of food, she quickly found the kitchen.

The disciples of the Demonic Sect were busy with their own tasks in the kitchen, and no one paid any attention to Shen Zhili. Shen Zhili quickly looked around and took a liking to the braised pork that had just been cooked and was still steaming hot.

Swallowing hard, Shen Zhili decisively reached out her wicked hand.

At the same time, another groping hand reached out from underneath and grabbed the other side of the plate.

Shen Zhili was arrogant, and so was the other side.

Shen Zhili exerted force, and the other side also exerted force.

Shen Zhili let go, and then... "Bang!"

A vaguely familiar man in blue peeked out, saying, "Damn it, who stole my braised pork?"

Shen Zhili: "..."

This guy looks a bit like the Dragon King of the Demonic Cult...

That's definitely not right. What kind of demonic sect's Dharma King would hide in the kitchen and secretly eat braised pork?

"So it was you." The man in blue poked half his body out again, his eyes fixed on Shen Zhili.

Shen Zhili was shocked... They've been discovered so quickly!

She really just wanted to sneak out for a bite to eat... she wasn't planning on running away at all...

Shen Zhili turned to leave, but was pulled back by the collar: "You think I don't remember you? I'm known for my excellent memory..." Shen Zhili struggled, but the Dragon King completely suppressed her struggle with one hand. "Aren't you the disciple who came in this morning with that damned Gandharva Queen? What, trying to steal something for your Dharma King to eat... Let me tell you! The entire kitchen belongs to me!"

The disciples in the kitchen silently turned to look at the Dragon King.

The Dragon King, enraged, yelled, "What are you looking at?! I'm a member of the Divine Religion, is that so bad?! Everyone, get to cooking!"

Shen Zhili stopped struggling.

The Dragon King happily picked up several large pieces of meat and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them with relish, his whole body radiating an aura of satisfaction and happiness.

Shen Zhili had eaten braised pork before, but this was the first time she had seen someone eat it so happily.

The Dragon King picked up a piece of meat and said to her in a condescending tone, "Fine... look at you, you're practically drooling. Here, I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a bite."

...His eyes were practically drooling with desire as he looked at her!

Shen Zhili glanced disdainfully at the chopsticks covered in the Dragon King's saliva, and was about to refuse when someone forcefully stuffed the meat into her mouth.

Chewing with indignation, the fragrant, tender, and perfectly cooked pork belly seemed to melt in my mouth, full of chewy flavor. The rich and savory broth flowed down my throat, and before I knew it, my mouth was full of saliva.

The Dragon King grinned smugly, "Delicious, isn't it? I won't give it to you!" He raised his arm and stuffed meat into his mouth one bite after another, muttering, "It's all that damned elder's fault for managing the accounts. That wretched woman, the Gandharva King, said I'm already as fat as a pig, and if I eat any more, I'm afraid I won't be able to use my light-footed skills anymore... Bullshit, is there any pig as robust as me... Oh, so delicious, a few more bites..."

...A series of barely perceptible sighs seemed to emanate from the kitchen.

Shen Zhili: "..."

What kind of creatures are the members of the Demonic Cult?

Seeing that Shen Zhili remained unmoved, the Dragon King was very displeased and secretly took out a few more plates from behind.

"Want some?" The Dragon King curled his lips into a wicked smile. "Sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Shen Zhili: "It's alright."

Dragon King: "And this one! Steamed fish head with chopped chili peppers!"

Shen Zhili: "I don't eat spicy food."

Dragon King: "Braised pork tenderloin!"

Shen Zhili: "So-so."

Dragon King: "Crystal pork knuckle, braised pork hock, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall... Tell me right now, what do you really like to eat! I refuse to believe I can't tempt you!"

Shen Zhili held back for a while, but couldn't help but say, "...Your Highness, could you please stop being so childish..."

Dragon King: "..." A bolt from the blue...

How could Shen Zhili explain to him that she and a foodie like him were completely different species?

"Dragon King, Your Highness the Dragon King..."

The Dragon King rubbed his chapped face, crawled out from under the stove, and said with a gloomy expression, "What do you want?"

The visitor hurriedly said, "Protector Ye has arrested the Gandharva King! You'd better go and see!"

The Dragon King picked up the plate, tilted his head back, and finished the braised pork before quickly preparing to leave. Just as he left the stove, he seemed to remember something, turned back, and tugged at Shen Zhili, saying, "Aren't you one of the Gandharva King's men? Your master has been captured. You're coming with me..."

...Going with him is practically suicide!

Shen Zhili was about to refuse when the Dragon King spoke first: "It's not that I'm afraid you'll stay with my delicious food!"

Shen Zhili wanted to cry but had no tears: "..."

Your Majesty, is it really necessary to try so hard to cover this up?

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The main hall of Rising Sun City.

"Protector Ye, what do you mean?!"

Ye Qianqian squinted as she munched on sugarcane: "You say I colluded with Young Master Twelve Nights, what evidence do you have?"

The Gandharva King smiled enigmatically: "What I saw with my own eyes, how could it be false... I've long suspected you have something to do with this. Why don't we just make things clear today? Instead of letting you resist the Twelve Night Prince's invasion, we might as well just wait for you to let him into the city." With that, she turned to the Yaksha King, "Yaksha King, who do you believe?"

The purple-haired Yaksha King crossed his legs and crossed his arms behind his head: "I won't interrupt the argument between the two beauties."

...Two words flashed through the minds of Ye Qianqian and the Gandharva King at the same time: cunning.

King Gandharva suppressed his emotions: "I have witnesses."

Ye Qianqian: "Who?"

King Gandharva: "Naturally, it was Prince Twelve Nights' little lover... She heard it with my own ears."

Ye Qianqian's eyes darted around: "You brought her here?"

King Gandharva: "What? You can't?"

Ye Qianqian curled her lips, a cold smile appearing on her beautiful face: "That's fine, saves me the trouble of intercepting people halfway."

What does this mean?

King Gandharva's mind raced, but he still ordered someone to bring Shen Zhili over.

Before long, a disciple came in with a look of panic to report that Shen Zhili had disappeared.

King Gandharva's expression faltered for a moment.

Ye Qianqian's cold lips then uttered a few words: "Then I'll have to grab you first."

Before the Gandharva King could react, Ye Qianqian had already pinned her down with one hand and swiftly applied pressure points. The Gandharva King's weapon was a harp, and she was far inferior to the other Dharma Kings in close combat. Ye Qianqian subdued her with ease.

The Yaksha King's expression finally changed: "Guardian Ye, what are you going to do?"

Ye Qianqian: "...It has nothing to do with you."

The Yaksha King's gaze gradually turned cold: "No one except the leader has the right to arbitrarily dispose of any Dharma King."

Ye Qianqian dropped the sugarcane, picked up her nine-ringed broadsword, and slashed at the side of the Yaksha King: "Don't worry, I won't punish her."

Yaksha King also drew his sword, staring intently at Ye Qianqian.

The atmosphere became tense and hostile.

"Stop... Damn it, you guys are actually fighting! I've been wondering, the righteous faction hasn't even invaded yet, and you're already in such a hurry to kill each other?"

The Dragon King's voice rang out just in time.

Ye Qianqian turned her gaze, and in the next instant she sheathed her sword, walking straight to the Dragon King's side and pulling the person he was holding onto: "So you were here."

Shen Zhili sighed and looked at Ye Qianqian.

Sharp and exquisite eyes stared at the Dragon King, who unconsciously loosened his grip.

Ye Qianqian pulled Shen Zhili away.

Shen Zhili stumbled as she was pulled: "Where are you taking me?"

Ye Qianqian: "Give it back to Su Chenche."

Shen Zhili was taken aback for a moment before asking, "Why?"

Ye Qianqian: "I promised him."

Shen Zhili almost instinctively said, "Don't you like Su Chenche? Then why did you take me to see him?" She paused, "He hasn't forgotten me, has he?"