Chapter 23: Sensing Demonic Energy

Among the four individuals, the man in the sapphire blue brocade robe couldn’t help but go straight to the point: “Brother Yun, Brother Gu, tell me, what game is the Lord playing? Has she truly changed her nature and no longer appreciates beauty?”

As he spoke, he glanced at Xue Songyin, who had a dark expression, and muttered, “She even disappeared from Brother Xue.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Songyin’s face grew even darker, but he raised his chin slightly, still maintaining a proud demeanor. “She’s just waiting for me to bow down voluntarily. Changing nature is difficult, and a woman like her can’t possibly live without a man.”

Yun Wu put down his teacup and calmly said, “In my opinion, why not let Brother Xue take the initiative to find out the situation?”

Xue Songyin frowned discontentedly. “Why should it be me?”

“The Lord favored you the most before, and among us, only you are the man she couldn’t get. After all—”

“Even Brother Gu couldn’t hold on in the end and was lured away by the Lord.”

As he said this, he smiled at the white-clothed man playing the zither.

The man’s hand, plucking the zither strings, tightened, and his lofty posture couldn’t be maintained, almost breaking the strings.

Yun Wu glanced at him, sneering inwardly.

Unbelievable! That kind of woman could still move someone’s heart.

“Brother Yun is right; I’m not as good as Brother Xue,” Gu Lanzhi said coldly.

The others all praised Xue Songyin, making him feel a bit complacent.

“According to Brother Yun’s insight, what should I do?” he asked.

Yun Wu smirked, “Simple, just see if Brother Xue is willing to give it a try. Succeed, and Brother Xue will stride arrogantly through the Lord’s mansion in the future. Fail, and it’s just a loss of face. But how could Brother Xue possibly fail? We’ve all seen how much the Lord likes you.”

Before long, the people in the pavilion dispersed, leaving only the owner of the plum garden.

Yun Wu, in his green attire, was elegant and handsome, as beautiful as jade.

He calmly continued sipping his tea.

After finishing a cup of tea, he spread out his hands, looking at the magic bead faintly glowing in his palm. A crooked smile appeared on his lips as he emitted a slightly demonic energy. “I really found one.”

At the same moment, Nan Yuan, who was teaching Pei Ziqing how to read, paused, glancing towards the window.

In the direction of the Hundred Flowers Garden.

Could it be… some male favorite?

Pei Ziqing stopped his hand movements and tilted his head, looking at Nan Yuan.

Xu Xiaotang, using its small claws, was dipping ink onto white paper to draw. Sensing Nanyuan’s movement, it also lifted its head to look at her.

One person and one beast had puzzled expressions.

Nan Yuan cast a disdainful glance at both of them.

Ah Qing, she could understand, but Xiaotang didn’t seem to notice anything.

Could it be a fake divine beast?

Why were these two so clueless?

Nan Yuan felt a bit weary.

The spiritual beasts and children she raised should exude a domineering aura like hers, but why were they both so silly?

However, the Lord’s mansion unexpectedly had a demon cultivator?

Nan Yuan was somewhat surprised.

She suddenly thought of the formidable demon expert who slaughtered the city five years later.

Could the sudden appearance of demonic energy be related to that person?

Considering the timeline, it seemed about right.

At this moment, experiencing something unusual with his body, he was then discovered by a demon cultivator and thrown into the demonic abyss. After struggling for five years, he climbed out, undergoing a transformation to become one of the bloodthirsty and ruthless Five Great Demon Lords.

Wow, it actually matches perfectly!

It seemed like she had found a way to resolve the trouble.

As long as she identified this male favorite, kept an eye on him, and prevented him from ending up in the demonic abyss in the future, he wouldn’t become one of the Demon Lords.

In this way, not only would she save the entire Snow City, but she would also prevent a great calamity in the demon realm.

Achieving such a great merit was far more effective than doing the small things Xu Xiaotang suggested.

Nan Yuan couldn’t help but curve her eyes, and there was a faint tug at the corner of her lips.

Originally, it was meant to be a smile, but her poker face made the expression less apparent, looking more like a sly smirk involving squinting and muscle twitching—a scheming expression.

Xu Xiaotang and Pei Ziqing immediately sat up straight, focusing on their tasks, afraid of inviting trouble at this moment.

Nanyuan:…

She was really just in a good mood.