Chapter 77: Will He Praise Me?

Inside the Forest of Dark Beasts, Gan Tian clutched his chest, dragging his heavily injured body step by step toward the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

In this black forest where the sun never shone, Gan Tian’s shiny bald head emitted a faint, ghostly light.

Walking forward step by step, Gan Tian could never forget the figure of that man!

That powerful Spiritual Pressure, that terrifying strength—in front of him, Gan Tian couldn’t even throw a single punch.

With just a glance from him, Gan Tian’s Soul felt as if it had fallen into Hell, being pulled and consumed step by step by thousands of ghostly hands!

Besides Your Highness, Gan Tian had never felt such powerful Spiritual Pressure!

He even casually threw Gan Tian out like trash, sending him hundreds of miles away!

If it weren’t for Gan Tian’s disciplined physique and the man being too careless, thinking that was enough to kill him, Gan Tian would have truly died.

Gan Tian’s first thought was of Lin Xun.

But soon, this thought made Gan Tian feel utterly absurd.

How could it be? It couldn’t possibly be Your Highness!

First of all, Your Highness suffered a great dao injury and his life or death is currently unknown; he must be hiding in some dark corner, avoiding the pursuit of enemies and cultivating diligently!

Furthermore, Your Highness knows Gan Tian. Since he knows him, how could he stop Gan Tian without any reason?

Finally, how could a great dao injury heal so easily! How could Your Highness possess such strength!

So who exactly was this person?

Who on earth could possess such powerful strength?!

Moreover, that man’s bone age seemed extremely young, unlike some old fossils pretending to be young.

But when did the Zilin Holy Land gain such a young Genius besides Jiang Qingshang?

While pondering, Gan Tian had already reached the depths of the Forest of Dark Beasts!

The Ten Thousand Demon Sect has many entrances, and the depths of the Forest of Dark Beasts is one of them, leading directly to the Black Luo Great Hall.

“Who goes there!”

Just as Gan Tian approached, two shadowy figures vigilantly stared at him. These were the Death Warriors of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Saintess.

“I am Gan Tian, a member of Your Highness’s faction.” Gan Tian held up the ‘Xun’ Character Jade Token with one hand and clutched his chest with the other. “I must see the Saintess! I have urgent matters to report!”

“This subordinate is incompetent, I beg the Saintess to punish me!”

In the desolate, blue Saintess Great Hall, Gan Tian, who had been carried in, broke free from the two people supporting him and immediately knelt on one knee.

“Did you fail?” Sitting high above, the cherry-pink haired girl named Su Ying spoke with a smile.

Although the smile was incredibly sweet, cold sweat was already breaking out on Gan Tian’s back, and he pressed his head even lower.

“I beg the Saintess to punish me!”

Gan Tian’s body began to tremble.

It was strange. As a Death Warrior of the Demonic Sect who had experienced countless life-and-death battles, his body was trembling at this moment.

“Wasn’t it just about bringing back a fox? Or did that fox reach the Jade Purity Realm?”

“It is this subordinate’s incompetence. I failed to anticipate that Chu Yaoyao had colluded with an Elder of the Zilin Holy Land! I beg Your Highness to punish me!”

“Tell me about it.” Su Ying parted her cherry lips slightly, covering her mouth with a small hand as she yawned. “Which Elder was it?”

“Yes!”

Gan Tian recounted everything that had happened in Luo City.

After listening, a strange look flashed in Su Ying’s eyes.

“Alright, I understand now. You may leave.”

“Your Highness.”

“Is there anything else?”

“I beg Your Highness to punish me!” Gan Tian requested again, making one seriously suspect that this person had some strange windows.

However, none of the maidservants in the Great Hall showed surprise at Gan Tian’s request for punishment; some even felt a bit of pity.

“I said, you may leave now.”

“Yes.”

Gan Tian’s voice trembled as he concealed his figure and left the Saintess Hall.

“Was that necessary? This matter isn’t his fault.” Just as Gan Tian left, a woman quietly appeared behind Su Ying.

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect knew that if one failed to carry out the Saintess’s orders, punishment was the lightest outcome. But if the Saintess showed absolutely no reaction, there were usually only two scenarios.

One: sudden death at an unknown time.

Two: enduring a period worse than death, and there was no certainty as to how long this period would last.

“I never intended to take his life,” Su Ying smiled. “After all, this bald man is truly loyal to Brother Lin.”

“…” If she wasn’t taking his life, it meant she wanted him to suffer a fate worse than death.

“Enough about that. Qiqi, what do you think about this matter?” Su Ying yawned again, leaning sideways on the Saintess’s throne. Her graceful figure was like a continuous mountain range, and her fair, long legs were slightly exposed beneath the split gauze skirt.

The woman referred to as Qiqi sighed helplessly:

“Back then, due to your concealment, Your Highness didn’t even know Chu Yaoyao existed. When she reached the Dragon Gate Realm, she was already suitable for Your Highness’s cultivation, yet you directly sent her to Luo City. Su Ying, even if Chu Yaoyao returns, would you really let her be Your Highness’s Cauldron?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Su Ying’s eyes curved like crescent moons. “If Brother Lin’s severe injuries are difficult to heal, the ‘Cauldron Marriage’ Technique she cultivates can perfectly assist Brother Lin.”

Qiqi: “Then, after Your Highness recovers, Chu Yaoyao will probably be dealt with by you, right?”

“Qiqi.” Su Ying sat up from her side-lying position and walked over to Qiqi, gently stroking her cheek with a fair, smooth palm. “You need to know that the only girl who can have a relationship with Brother Lin and still live in this world is me.”

“…So what now? What will you do?” Qiqi remained standing still. “She has already defected to the Zilin Holy Land. It will be very troublesome. Why don’t you just forget it and let Chu Yaoyao go?”

“Forget it? Impossible. Anything that dares to betray Brother Lin has no reason to exist.”

“Are you planning to attack the Zilin Holy Land?”

“I can’t do that. Although I really want to meet the legendary Zilin Saintess who will suppress Brother Lin a hundred years from now, now is not the time. Oh, right, if she manages to live for another hundred years.”

“You!” Qiqi’s eyes widened in shock. “The Zilin Holy Land has members of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!”

“I will eliminate anything that is harmful to Brother Lin. People who are detrimental to Brother Lin don’t need to live. Do you really think the Orthodox Sects are truly thriving and perfectly united? Is the Zilin Holy Land really a solid piece of iron?”

Su Ying’s smile was still sweet and beautiful, like wine brewed from cherry blossoms—sweet, rich, and gentle, yet capable of intoxicating you to death in your sleep without you realizing it.

“If the Zilin Sacred Lord meets with misfortune, and without Jiang Yuerou’s backing, Qiqi, do you think Jiang Qingshang alone is qualified to suppress everyone? Will people harbor malicious intentions? Is the temptation of the Sacred Lord position really that small?”

“Hey, Qiqi, tell me, when the time comes, if I throw Jiang Qingshang in front of Brother Lin, will Brother Lin praise me?”

【Thanks to the wealthy big boss “Empty Hand Catches White Tiger” for the 10,000 Qidian Coin reward~~~~ An old friend indeed~~~】