Chapter 253: The Ingenious Way of Using the Demon Lord (Third Update)

Thinking about how Huang Hanyan was somewhat connected to the Demon Lord, Ye Wenxin planned to use this as an excuse to make an appearance. This way, Ye Wenxin could stay out of it completely.

Realizing this, Ye Wenxin took out a set of red robes from her storage ring and quickly put them on.

“Hahahaha…” Elder Wu was still unaware of his fate. He was tossing the men aside, his gaze fixed on the women’s faces, as if deciding who to target first.

“As expected, it has to be Madam Yu. Hehehe… let me have a taste…” But before he could finish his sentence, Elder Wu saw flowers growing out of his hand.

The red flowers bloomed and expanded, looking both enchanting and terrifying. Elder Wu was stunned and instinctively tried to pull off the flower, but as he did so, he found that his hand came off along with it.

But the flowers continued to bloom, flourishing more and more.

There was no pain, but more flowers kept appearing on Elder Wu’s body. Everyone was puzzled by this scene, but Huang Hanyan’s face turned pale as she uttered two words.

“Flower Burial.”

As soon as she spoke, everyone gasped in shock. At some point, a figure had appeared on the previously empty rockery.

She was dressed in fiery red. When the moonlight shone on her face, it seemed to lose its beautiful color. Her beauty seemed to take one’s breath, one’s everything away. Everyone’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to her, as if they had forgotten their surroundings.

Elder Wu died noiselessly. Despite such a grandiose and arrogant entrance, he ended up dying in such a simple and clean manner.

Ye Wenxin swept her gaze across the crowd and coldly asked, “Who is Huang Hanyan?”

At these words, everyone recalled the sensational scandal when Huang Hanyan joined the Azure Wings Sect. Huang Hanyan, who should have become the Demon Lord’s disciple, willingly became a member of the Azure Wings Sect instead.

No one spoke. It was unclear whether they were too frightened to make a sound or unwilling to betray Huang Hanyan.

The silence was palpable, broken only by the sound of heavy breathing and a sense of oppressive tension. Even without exerting any coercive pressure, it made people tremble with fear.

Qiao Ni, however, seemed not to understand what Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng represented to everyone. Feeling a sense of familiarity from Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, she couldn’t help but say, “You are the Demon Lord…”

Before she could finish speaking, Madam Yu quickly covered her mouth, but her face showed a hint of excitement.

Ye Wenxin merely glanced lightly around and continued, “She’s not here either.”

She was, of course, lying with her eyes wide open by pretending to seek revenge against Huang Hanyan. This way, she could easily control Elder Wu’s life and death, while also announcing to everyone that Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng had never disappeared.

The crowd remained silent. It seemed that one man wanted to speak, but was ultimately pulled back by his companion, who vigorously shook his head.

“Don’t be corrupted by wealth, don’t be subdued by force¹,” the man said, as if hinting to his companions that although they were poor and might die, they must not disgrace the immortal sects.

The disciple who had been held back, paused and shrank back. After witnessing Elder Wu’s behavior just now, they had lost hope for the Azure Wings Sect. But now, facing Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, they seemed to regain a bit of dignity.

Ye Wenxin pretended not to hear and turned to Madam Yu, saying coldly, “Do you know the way to the Huang Clan Village?”

Hearing this, everyone’s bodies couldn’t help but tremble, as if they understood what Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng intended to do in the so-called Huang Clan Village.

Although Huang Hanyan had no affection for the Huang Clan, she was somewhat shaken by the Demon Lord’s words.

She was willing to die quickly, but thinking of Ye Wenxin, she became afraid of death.

When she had been alone, she feared neither heaven nor earth. But when she remembered the debt she owed Ye Wenxin, she was unwilling to die like this. At the same time, she was unwilling to just drift through life in this world.

She stepped forward, intending to confess, which surprised everyone even more, but at the same time, they couldn’t help but feel genuine admiration for Huang Hanyan.

Seeing this, Madam Yu grabbed Huang Hanyan’s hand and stepped forward, saying, “Head north, and you’ll reach it in a few days.”

Upon hearing Madam Yu’s words, Ye Wenxin felt that Madam Yu was truly reckless, completely giving her false information. She wondered if she imagined it; Ye Wenxin couldn’t shake the feeling that Madam Yu’s expression was deeply complex.

“If you dare to deceive me, I will make you taste the bitterness of deception,” Ye Wenxin warned in a cold voice. Instead of being afraid, Madam Yu showed a hint of cheer. “If this servant lies, let the Demon Lord come.”

Her expression showed no sign of disdain for Ye Wenxin. Instead, it held an unknown emotion that made her tremble all over. Ye Wenxin almost couldn’t help but ask Madam Yu if she knew her. Otherwise, how could she not fear Ye Wenxin and even sound expectant?

But she was the Demon Lord, not the minor character Ye Wenxin. As the Demon Lord, she needed to maintain her dignity. Ye Wenxin glanced again at Elder Wu, now completely transformed into flowers on the ground, and immediately flew away.

The crowd heaved a sigh, sitting down heavily on the ground, unable to restrain their trembling hands and feet.

Madam Yu was even more excited. If it weren’t for Huang Hanyan and Qiao Ni supporting her nearby, she would have already fallen down embarrassingly along with the others.

“Mother, are you alright?”

“I’m… fine,” Madam Yu laughed. She tightly grasped her clothes, restraining herself from showing more emotions.

Meanwhile, Ye Wenxin, unaware of all this, returned to that pitfall.

Naturally, to prove her alibi, she needed to stick with this group of skeletons. Looking at the motionless skeletons, Ye Wenxin relaxed and smiled, addressing one of them, “Hey, I’m back.”

……

Unwittingly, Ye Wenxin had already eaten four meals in this pit, each time personally delivered by Madam Yu. While Madam Yu could show such excitement towards the Demon Lord, she still regarded Ye Wenxin with disdain.

Madam Yu couldn’t understand why Qiao Ni was so persistently fond of this scumbag, Ye Wenxin. But with nothing else to her name, she poured all her love into Qiao Ni, giving her everything she desired.

“Oh, by the way, your senior sister Huang Hanyan ran off with your paramour.”

Madam Yu didn’t inquire about Ye Wenxin’s thoughts; she simply hinted at what had happened in recent days.

Huang Hanyan ran back to the Huang Clan with Sha Nian-nian, which Ye Wenxin had arranged beforehand. However, with the Demon Lord’s appearance, they planned to expedite their massacre plan.

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TL: We’re entering Green Isle Manor Arc now.

Footnotes:

1. – This line is an excerpt from the proverb by Mencius – “Neither riches nor honors can corrupt him; neither poverty nor humbleness can make him swerve from principle; and neither threats nor forces can subdue him. These characteristics constitute the great man.” ↩︎