The Hasty Steps of the Great Demon King (Part 2)

Lu Jiu Que was dumbfounded. She had thought of many possibilities concerning how Aunt Chang might react, yet she hadn't expected to receive such unconditional trust.

She was acting like… family?

Under the cover of her slightly tousled hair, which Aunt Chang had messed up with her caressing strokes, Lu Jiu Que's face glowed an unnatural red.

Luckily, the dirt that she had smeared on her face could cover it up, so none of these unusual things could be seen. Otherwise, her reputation as a miracle doctor would have been questioned.

"What about me? How can I help you, Missy?"

"Well, you can go and inform Heavenly Divination Sect of what we've done… then also that… and then later…"

The master and servant duo had a nervous discussion for a long time, then Lu Jiu Que went back to her room to change back into the bloodstained and tattered clothes that she had previously donned. As for Aunt Chang, she made herself look unbearably devastated, put on an extremely solemn expression, and ran away screaming pathetically.

"Help… Shao Qingrou has gone mad!

"Help! Shao Qingrou is crazy! She wants to kill Young Master Li of the Heavenly Divination Sect!

"Shao Qingrou has gone mad… Young Master Li is in danger…

"Help! Save Young Master Li…"

…

The moment Aunt Chang left, the Great Demon King, still sat high up on the roof, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Haha… Hahahaha…"

The childish and clear tone sounded like the tinkling of a mountain stream flowing through rocks. Peal after peal of laughter seemed intent on penetrating people's hearts.

Lu Jiu Que, too, felt her heart lurch as she suddenly looked up.

Under the moonlight, the young lad with silver hair and eyes was laughing heartily with raised brows. He was so beautiful that it made him seem unhuman.

Lu Jiu Que hadn't been expecting to meet the Great Demon King again, at least not so soon. And he had even seen how scheming and cunning she was as she came up with her deceitful plot. At that very instant, a dull and witless expression filled her face.

Darn, what if he were to become more apprehensive towards her and raise his guard whenever he was around her in the future?

Then how would she sneak an attack on the Great Demon King in the future?

The Great Demon King paid no heed to Lu Jiu Que's constipated face. He walked down, step by step, as though he was walking on clouds. Finally, he stood steadily behind Shao Qingrou and squinted slightly before saying, "Little servant, is this the first soul you are offering to me, your master?"

After saying this, the Great Demon King's silver eyes leisurely looked over at Lu Jiu Que.

The night breeze was blowing, and the young man's sleeves were flowing. It seemed as though a bright moon had descended upon Earth, calm and lazy.

With his incomparably spotless body and eyes that were so clear and pure, it seemed as though no evil or sin in this world could possibly taint him in any way.

It was as though he was born to stand among the clouds, great compassion in his heart as he looked down upon all life on Earth.

"Well? Didn't you hear me?"

"Huh?" She would never admit that she was almost swooning just from looking at the Great Demon King.

"What offering? What soul?"

The Great Demon King laughed and said, "It seems that you're still unaware that if you're not punctual in offering souls to me, the Silver Dragon will devour your spiritual strength. Once you have no means of providing for the Silver Dragon, your soul will disintegrate, and then you'll die."

Lu Jiu Qu's mind went blank. If not for the faint trace of logic that still lingered, she would have charged up to the Great Demon King and given him a few slaps across the face.

What "bright moon that had descended upon Earth," what "great compassion in his heart"?! Phooey! His was simply a black heart!

The Great Demon King stood behind Shao Qingrou, but the faint fragrance coming from Lu Jiu Que's body lingered by his nose.

It was so faint, so light. It carried a faint medicinal smell and seemed as though it was a fragrance exuded from within her soul…

Upon seeing her small face twisted in anger, he couldn't help remembering when he had just passed her the purple pearl.

The tips of his ears felt slightly hot, but his tone grew even more indifferent as he said, "The greater the resentment a soul has, the more it will suit the Silver Dragon's tastes. This person has quite a good soul here, but her resentment is still not strong enough. Torture her a little bit more."

With that, the Great Demon King turned around and melted into the darkness, using it as a cover-up for his somewhat hasty steps…