Chapter 256

Ning Ning swallowed a mouthful of mulberries picked from the forest, transforming into a reaper who has taken on the form of a human mulberry harvester. She carefully scrutinized the two people in front of her from head to toe, widening her eyes in astonishment. ”

“A concubine selection? You two?”

Although these two did indeed have fair complexions and delicate features, to talk about a concubine selection—

This is really, really wrong! Forget about the fact that disciples of the immortal sect would be willing to submit to a demon lord.

Just from the gender perspective, both of you are 24k pure men like Xie Yu! And one of you is even a monk—yes, a monk! Can you hear how loudly Buddha is crying?

“I heard that this time, Xie Yu is not particular about gender; the capable will rise to the top.”

Bai Ye grinned and flicked his long hair like a colorful rooster.

“If you can stand out, you’ll get to join the harem and stay by his side.”

Ning Ning: …

Ning Ning: “Stay by his side, and then what?”

“Then, of course, keep a close watch on him and find a way to break through this Futu realm!”

The young talisman cultivator spoke with determination, his eyes lighting up as he talked.

“This place is a remote backwater. Besides him, who else could have created such a realistic illusion? As long as we get close to Xie Yu—hey, big brother, don’t walk away! We were wrong, wrong! Please continue!”

The townsfolk looked at them disdainfully and was about to refuse when a few pieces of silver were suddenly placed in his hand.

The impatience on his face dissipated significantly.

“As we were saying, the reason why the demon lord is holding a concubine selection.”

He looked around warily and lowered his voice, “Also, since you are outsiders, don’t ever call the demon lord by name. Just refer to him as ‘that one,’ or else—”

Ning Ning saw him make a throat-slitting gesture.

“I’ve heard rumors that say ‘that one’ is indulgent and lustful, having kidnapped many women in the past. This concubine selection is all because he can’t bear the emptiness and loneliness, and he wants to live like an emperor with a harem of three thousand.”

The man weighed the silver in his hand and whispered, “But don’t you find it strange? If he really wanted to find beautiful women, he could go to a bustling place. Why stay in such a small town like Chongling?”

Bai Ye’s curiosity was piqued, and he immediately responded, “Yeah! Why is that?”

The man hooked his finger at them and looked around like a guilty thief: “This is because…he wants revenge!”

Ning Ning, caught up in his excitement, whispered back, “Revenge?”

She had seen plenty of people taking revenge with swords and spears, but this was the first time she’d heard of someone using a concubine selection as a way to exact revenge.

No wonder he’s a demon lord—truly an expert.

“You should all know about ‘that one’s’ background. Because of it, he didn’t have a good life in this town.”

The man said, “From birth, he was destined to be a slave, belonging to the prominent Zhou family in this area. The Zhou family had a young lady, born just two days after him.”

The young monk, Yonggui, suddenly understood, “So the two fell in love, but the secular world was too full of obstacles. After much struggle, they got nothing. They began to get confused, couldn’t see things clearly, and after going around in circles, the drama ended.”

This was the first time Ning Ning had heard him speak.

Although he was a monk, he didn’t have the serenity of a Buddhist cultivator. When he speaks, it sounds like someone is frying oil in a crackling pan. The most terrifying thing is that every sentence he speaks rhymes, and he manages to speak with a bit of rap flavor, which sounds very weird.

Could it be…

A thought emerged from deep in her mind, but before Ning Ning could ask, she heard Yonggui continue to mutter, “Everyone has their destiny in cultivation. It’s in my nature to enjoy speaking; I only hope it can cleanse evil spirits.”

He really is the music cultivator from Fanyin Temple who uses the mouth as a musical instrument.

After coming to the world of cultivation and encountering all kinds of people and things, Ning Ning had come to regard the solemn and dignified Fanyin Temple as the number one wonder in her heart.

Whether it was Mingkong and Mingjing, who turned their bodies into brahma bell and bell hammer, or Yonggui, who spoke as if he were at war, they were all unique talents in the world of cultivation. They can bring her new surprises every time and refresh her worldview over and over again.

“It’s not quite like that.”

The man, also taken aback by Yonggui’s way of speaking, scratched his head and continued, “I’ve heard it was more of a one-sided affection on ‘that one’s’ part; the young lady didn’t really pay much attention to him. Later, he arranged a midnight elopement, but instead of meeting his beloved, he was ambushed by a group of servants with wooden sticks in the alley. After being beaten to within an inch of his life, he was thrown out of the Zhou family.”

“That may not be the case.”

Bai Ye snickered, “According to the usual plot from the storybook, the young lady must have had feelings for him too. The midnight elopement was their joint plan, but somehow, the Zhou family found out. They locked her up at home and sent servants to hunt down Xie Yu, intending to sever their relationship and bring peace back to the Zhou family.”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, slapping his thigh.

“Yes, that makes sense! Xie Yu mistakenly believed his lover had betrayed him, so he deliberately returned to Chongling Town and announced a grand concubine selection—wasn’t this to show her that he’s now a bigshot, with countless men and women admiring him? Who does she think she is?”

Enough dog blood, enough sadomasochistic love!—it can be called an epic-level Renaissance, and even a thousand-year-old mummy can be resurrected after hearing it.

“And there should be a female supporting character constantly interfering between them, causing endless misunderstandings. All the good deeds done by the young lady get credited to that woman, and even though she knows she’s being misunderstood, she doesn’t explain a word.”

Ning Ning teased, “In the end, when Xie Yu finally sees the truth and tries to win her back, he finds that she’s either dead or has given up on him.”

Bai Ye was excited, “Exactly! And then he trembles all over, his eyes slightly red, and whispers in the most humble way: ‘Don’t go, please forgive me, okay?'”

From the meaningful glance, it was confirmed that they were both clearly fans of old dog blood romances.

The two of them exchanged glances, and with just a few words, they formed a deep revolutionary friendship bond.

“Dear benefactors, dog blood is used to ward off evil spirits; please do not pour it into other people’s mouths.”

Yonggui got goosebumps all over his body after hearing this, and even forgot to rhyme.

He looked up at the man and said seriously, “Benefactors, I wonder what the real situation is?”

The man was stunned.

Then, with some embarrassment, he chuckled awkwardly. “Actually, it’s not much different from what these two said.”

Yonggui’s eyelid twitched.

“I also think that ‘that one’ is selecting a concubine to humiliate the young lady. Otherwise, why stay in this backwater?”

The man seemed a bit troubled, then rubbed the silver between his fingers again.

“As for their relationship, it’s not my place as an outsider to judge. But think about it carefully. ‘That one’ was of low status since birth yet achieved a high level of cultivation at a young age—who could have taught him such techniques?”

Given Xie Yu’s status and connections, it seemed that only the young lady could have had the ability.

“I’ve said all I can; I can’t reveal more.”

The man turned to leave but seemed to remember something and added, “Oh, one more thing. After ‘that one’ returned, he slaughtered the entire Zhou family, leaving only one person alive, Zhou Yimei, whom he then imprisoned in his residence. By the way, Zhou Yimei is the name of the Zhou family’s young lady.”

Ning Ning, overwhelmed by this sadomasochistic plot, thought for a moment before realizing, “Shouldn’t it have taken Xie Yu a long time to cultivate to become a demon lord? How could the young lady still be alive?”

“Chongling is a place where humans and demons mix, and the Zhou family members are all tree spirits with long lifespans.”

Bai Ye, who had already gathered this information, said proudly, “And before you arrived, I learned another interesting detail—Xie Yu has been flirting around, seducing many innocent men and women. The funny thing is, they all share a very subtle common trait.”

“What common trait?”