Función clerical

Capítulo 95

How was he supposed to tell her that this thing seemed to be quite popular within the Demonic Cult? When he first escaped the underground palace, he hid in the room of a female Demonic Cult disciple, only to find her looking at him excitedly and insisting that he sign something on a stack of drawings: "Little Flower, Little Flower, a day without seeing you, I miss you madly," and "I've never known love before, but seeing Little Flower has made me mad with longing"... It was utterly absurd...

He initially thought it was a coded message recently popular among the demonic sects, but after studying it for a while, he realized it had a close connection to the painting he had found at the foot of the city wall that day...

Oh, right, the city gate tower.

Su Chenche gently picked up a strand of Shen Zhili's hair, kissed it, and said, "I'm sorry, Zhili."

Shen Zhili blinked: "What have you done to wrong me this time?"

Su Chenche smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to say something."

Since she doesn't remember, there's no need to tell her, including the day he saw her pinned to the city wall and his hands were sweating with nervousness. The Gandharva King had been cruelly abandoned by a man before, so she wouldn't harm Shen Zhili, who had also been abandoned. He was gambling because he wasn't confident he could rescue Shen Zhili without any chance of success. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Shen Zhili really fell from the city wall that day.

Have I lost her again?

Shen Zhili looked at her suspiciously: "The more you say that, the more suspicious it seems..."

Su Chenche smiled again, his smile becoming even warmer and more like spring. He embraced Shen Zhili once more and said, "Even if I'm sorry to you, it doesn't matter. I'll make it up to you for the rest of my life."

Shen Zhili: "Hey, hey, don't be so cheesy. And what's with this promise of a lifetime? It's the least believable thing ever..."

Su Chenche nuzzled Shen Zhili's neck with the tip of his nose: "Zhili, what is trustworthy?"

Shen Zhili replied decisively: "Silver!"

A low, muffled laugh sounded.

Shen Zhili asked, displeased, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Chenche: "I'm happy, Zhili, I like you, I like you so much."

Shen Zhili paused for a moment before awkwardly asking, "Why bring this up all of a sudden?"

Su Chenche chuckled softly: "I was just afraid you wouldn't remember..."

Shen Zhili remained silent.

Idiot, how could I possibly forget something like that?

In the following days, Shen Zhili was constantly on guard against harming Su Chenche. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough each time to avoid killing Su Chenche.

When Ye Qianqian arrived, Shen Zhili had just dealt with the medicine bowl that had been smashed against Su Chenche. Ye Qianqian said to her, "I've already taken care of the guards. Come with me quickly."

Shen Zhili nodded, but as soon as she stepped out the door, she realized something was wrong: "Where's Su Chenche?"

Su Chenche leaned against the doorway and smiled, "I still need to use the Demonic Sect as your betrothal gift, how can you leave now? Zhili, it will be safe for you to go with her first."

On the way away from the Demonic Cult's headquarters.

"Protector Ye".

"Um?"

"That, about Su Chenche..."

"What...you..."

Shen Zhili pulled the silver needles used for the sneak attack from Ye Qianqian's body and apologized, "I'm sorry, I still can't leave alone first."

Chapter 76

"My lord, I have already discovered the location of the Demonic Sect's secret chamber." Zhai Feng bowed.

His thin lips pursed, and dappled light danced on Su Chenche's face, making his handsome features appear and disappear indistinctly.

He pressed lightly on the wound on his abdomen and smiled.

...It's time to end this.

Hearing Su Chenche's low laughter, Zhai Feng below couldn't help but shiver, a chill running down her spine.

Su Chenche placed his hand on her shoulder, slightly raised his chin, and nodded lightly, saying, "Yes, you can kill and set fires now."

At the same time.

Shen Zhili used a needle to knock out a lone demonic sect disciple, changed her clothes, and sneaked back, only to find that the demonic sect was in far more chaos than she had imagined.

The sounds of fighting could be heard from time to time, and fearing being discovered, Shen Zhili had no choice but to walk along the base of the wall.

"Bang!"

A burst of flame shot into the sky and ignited instantly.

Shen Zhili unconsciously looked up and saw that the flames were located in the very center of the Demonic Sect, soaring into the air like a flying fire dragon.

...This fire is way too flashy!

"The water's out! The water's out!"

"The temple is on fire! No, we must get to the temple and put out the fire!"

Accompanied by the chaotic and rapid footsteps, flames also broke out in other parts of the Demonic Sect's headquarters, making the entire Demonic Sect seem to be engulfed in flames at once.

Thick smoke billowed out.

Shen Zhili steadied herself, grabbed a cloth, soaked it in water, covered her mouth and nose, and rushed in.

The outer hall of the Demonic Cult.

"Young Master Twelve Nights, this..."

Su Chenche looked at the group of righteous people gathered together and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, everyone. No one lives in the place where the fire started. It's just to draw the attention of the Demonic Sect... There are still disciples from several sects who are imprisoned in the Demonic Sect's dungeon. Sect Leader Qishan has already led people to rescue them."

Since the Qishan Sect Leader is the current leader of the martial arts alliance, no one has any objections, and everyone expressed their relief.

After a moment of silence, Su Chenche lowered his head slightly and said politely, "I am truly grateful to everyone for lending a helping hand in helping me destroy the Demonic Sect."

Everyone immediately said that it was everyone's responsibility to eradicate the evil cult, and that Young Master Twelve Nights did not need to be so polite.

"but……"

Su Chenche revealed a seemingly moved expression, yet still maintained his elegant demeanor as he said, "If we want to eradicate the Demonic Sect, we must destroy the internal mechanisms of the Demonic Sect's secret chamber. In that case, the external mechanisms of the Demonic Sect's headquarters will be destroyed, otherwise the Demonic Sect will be difficult to destroy... In addition, some of you may know and some may not, but my mother was once a Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect. She was killed by the Demonic Sect's leader, Yu Yan, more than twenty years ago for betraying the sect. Therefore, I wish to go to the Demonic Sect's secret chamber alone to settle this matter, which can also be considered a consolation to my mother's spirit in heaven."

As she spoke, her thick eyelashes trembled and closed slightly, as if they held an unspeakable loneliness and sorrow.

Those who knew about what happened back then quickly comforted Su Chenche, while those who didn't know expressed their understanding after showing surprise.

The identity of the Twelve Nights Young Master has always been a mystery. All that is known is that when he first entered the martial arts world in his teens, he already had an inexhaustible amount of silver and countless subordinates. Many established martial arts figures treated him with great courtesy, especially the Qishan Sect Leader. Back then, this sect leader did a lot of work for the Twelve Nights Young Master, to the point that some people speculated that the Twelve Nights Young Master was the illegitimate son of the Qishan Sect Leader, Ji Meng.

Fortunately, as he grew older, Prince Twelve Nights gradually became able to stand on his own, and the gossip about his parents lessened considerably.

Su Chenche cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and then bowed to everyone.

Thank you all.

Then he stepped out the door, leaving behind only a slightly somber figure.

Several female disciples clutched their chests at the same time... The Twelfth Night Young Master, who was so gentle, polite, and modest despite his deep-seated hatred and suppressed resentment, was truly... too heart-wrenching!

Outside the palace.

Zhai Fengli stood before the stone steps and reported, "My lord, the fires in several places have been set off, diverting most of them away. The remaining small portion has been dealt with by Commander Lei and his men. Hall Master Muge is currently studying how to open the door to the secret chamber. He said it will take no more than half an hour."

Su Chenche nodded: "You and Qingxing stay here, I'll go alone."

Upon hearing this, Qingxing, who had just comforted her injured disciple, hurriedly said, "My lord, you still have an abdominal wound. You should let me..."

Su Chenche smiled and pursed his lips: "Isn't there still Lei Ying Muge?"

Qingxing: "..."

My lord, are you really unaware or are you pretending? It's precisely because of those two that things are even more terrifying!

"Don't worry too much about me, my lord."

Su Chenche turned around in his white robes and, led by a disciple, headed towards the depths of the Demonic Sect's headquarters.

Entering through the door opened by Mu Ge, the secret room was accessed via a winding path. Su Chenche lit a wall lamp with a flint and steel and used it to light the way forward.

The secret passage wasn't covered in much dust, which meant that people often came in.

...Speaking of which, Su Chenche looked at the few specks of dust on his fingertips and thought that he had walked this road before, but at that time he was brought out as an infant and had no memory of it.

"Don't touch me."

Lei Ying coldly reminded Su Chenche, "If you touch any mechanism, I won't have time to save you."

Su Chenche chuckled: "Is it necessary to hold a grudge like this? It was just a prank I played on you when we were kids... Look how easygoing Mu Ge is, she never bothers me..."

Raikage, sword in hand, replied with a blank expression, "He's not just being optimistic; he's already treating you like you're dead."

Su Chenche stopped and patted Lei Ying on the shoulder with a bright smile: "But you can't treat me like a dead man. Although I am indeed only half alive now, if I die, I guarantee that you will most likely be buried with me. So protect the master well."

Raikage: "..."

Restraint, restraint, restraint...

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At the end of the secret passage, the view suddenly opened up.

At the top was a stone door, which Lei Ying suddenly pushed open. On the other side of the door stood a man dressed in white as well.

He held a book, his expression gentle. His features were somewhat similar to Su Chenche's, but while exquisite, he was not as pleasing to the eye as Su Chenche. Thus, the two were somewhat like a forgery compared to the original.

Yu Lian slammed his hand on the table behind him, and the stone door behind Su Chenche suddenly closed.

"We meet again, Young Master Twelve Nights." His smile was still gentle, but the color in his eyes gradually darkened, turning pure black and vaguely revealing a hint of madness. "I knew you would come here."

Su Chenche suppressed his smile: "I more or less guessed you would be here."

Yu Lian: "You knew I was coming? And you even dared to bring only one guard?"

Su Chenche nodded, saying matter-of-factly, "Yes, because two people are enough to deal with you."

Yu Lian almost burst out laughing.

Deal with him?

Where does Su Chenche get his confidence from?

"Young Master Twelve Nights, should I praise your audacity or call you foolish?" Yu Lian finally dropped his pretense and sneered, "I really can't see what makes you better than me, or why everything is yours. But that's enough for now. You should know that this is where the mechanisms are controlled, but it's also the most densely packed with them... However, dying alongside your mother is quite fitting for you, after all, it was you who caused her death..."

As he spoke, Yu Lian flicked his fingers behind him, and a mechanism flipped open on the wall—dozens of powerful crossbows. Then, a rain of arrows rained down from the crossbows. These arrows were so powerful that some even embedded themselves in the ground.

However, the scene of blood splattering in his mind did not appear.

Lei Ying swung his sword to block most of the rain of arrows, while Su Chenche's figure moved swiftly and lightly through the rain of arrows. Only his pure white robes could be seen fluttering in the wind, his position perfectly positioned.